“We have to get you warmed up,” said Mike. “You feel hypothermic.”
Laura nodded and then sat down on the bed. She stared at him for a moment, and then climbed under the covers.
“Take off your shirt and your shorts,” she said.
“What?”
“I need your heat.” Laura rolled over toward Mike in bed, her bra slipping down slightly and giving him a down blouse view of the edge of her nipple. “If I’m at risk for hypothermia, I need you to help warm me up.”
Mike nodded slowly. He pulled his shirt off, still soaking wet from the rain, and let it drop to the ground. His shorts were next, and it was impossible for him to hide his erection as he pulled them down and off.
I need to stay calm and rational. She’s right. I just have to warm her up.
He used the towel to dry himself off slightly, and then climbed onto the bed, slipping under the covers next to his mom.
“There,” she whispered. “And now we should probably stay close to each other.”
She pushed herself forward, letting her big, soft boobs rub against Mike’s chest. HE could fee his cock rubbing against her thighs, still cold from the storm, but as tantalizing as ever.
“Mom…” he whispered.
What the hell am I doing?
“Are you going to help me warm up, honey?” she asked, softly.
Mike wrapped his arms around his mom. His body responded to her soft, feminine presence almost immediately. His hips jerked forward, grinding his cock into her soft legs. He nuzzled his face against the nape of her neck and felt a shiver go through her as he planted a hot kiss just below her ear.
“Sweetie,” she whispered. “That’s not warming me up.”
“We have to get you as warm as we can,” said Mike. He let his hips push forward again, rubbing his hard on against her crotch this time. Laura let out a soft moan.
“Mike,” she said. “We talked about this the other night.”
Mike kissed her on the cheek and groped at one of her breasts. His cock was harder than it had ever been in his life, and he knew exactly what he wanted to do with it.
“We did more than just talk,” he said.
“You can’t.” Laura shifted slightly, and despite her words, slowly began running one of her hands down Mike’s stomach. “I’m your mother.”
“I’m just warming you up,” said Mike. “Just like you helped calm me down the other night.”
He kissed her on the neck again and heard his mom inhale sharply. Her hand reached the waistband of his boxers and slipped into it, running back and forth, but going no further down.
“You’ve gotten so big.” Her voice was just a whisper, but Mike heard the sensual intonation in every syllable. “And so strong.”
Her fingers teased a little further down, and then she pulled her hand back. Mike almost frowned in disappointment, but before he could, he felt her palm run across the head of his hard cock, outside his boxers.
“Oh, mom!” He kissed her again on the cheek, and then on the side of her mouth. Laura turned away at the last second, keeping him from pressing his lips into hers.
“Shhhh…” She smiled at him, her expression flushed, but still motherly and caring. “Easy, now.”
Mike was having trouble controlling himself. All he could think about was sex, and his mother, and her body. He was ashamed of himself, but his arousal seemed to feed off it, burning it like fuel on the fire of his lust.
“Mom!” He kissed her again on the cheek, more urgently this time. His hand grabbed at her bra and pulled it down, freeing her breasts under the blanket. Mike couldn’t see them, but he managed to get a tantalizing grope in before his mom moved his hand away.
“That’s my bra, sweetie,” she whispered.
“I’m just… warming you up.” His excuse sounded flimsy, even as it left his mouth.
I can’t stop myself! I have to do it!
Mike slid one of his hands up his mom’s thigh. She didn’t stop him, and even moaned slightly as his finger reached the edge of her panties.
“Am I cold down there?” she asked, in an amused voice.
“I’m just… being thorough.” Mike slid her leg to the side and surprisingly, she didn’t stop him.
“Mmm…” Laura shivered as Mike’s fingers grazed across the soft silk fabric of her panties.
“Don’t you want to be warm, mom?” he asked. “It was so cold outside, and now we can heat things up, together.”
“Mike, take a deep breath,” whispered Laura. “All teenagers have urges. You’re just… confused.”
Mike blushed, but didn’t move his hand. He pressed his palm against his mom’s panty covered pussy, and her hips betrayed what was really on her mind.
“Mom, we’re on this cruise to enjoy ourselves,” he said. “I just want to make sure you enjoy yourself.”
“You’re horny, Mike.” She whispered the words into his ear, and the effect almost contradicted her intent. “But you shouldn’t be doing this.”
“Doing what?” Mike slipped his cock out of his boxers, and Laura let out a tiny gasp as he positioned himself in between her legs. “I’m just warming you up.”
“Sweetie…” She locked eyes with him, and Mike saw a shameful lust that mirrored his own feelings staring back at him.
She won’t stop me. She wants it as much as I do, she just can’t admit it.
With horny, rushed movements, Mike pulled his mom’s panties down. She didn’t try to stop him, and as he parted her legs and slipped up between them, she bit her bottom lip.
“Oh.” Laura closed her eyes as the tip of her son’s cock slid into her cunt. Mike almost flinched from the immense, forbidden pleasure.
“Oh man!” His hips started pumping with a mind of their own. Mike wasn’t sure if he had any control over what his body was doing. He forced his lips against his mom’s and groped one of her breasts hard. Laura squealed and wrapped her legs around him.
“Oh god!” She looked up as Mike slammed into her. Her breasts bounced up and down within her bra, and she was blushing bright red.
“Fuck, mom!” Mike wanted the moment to last forever. He felt weird. Pleasure was overflowing in his chest, but something in the pit of his stomach and the back of his head rebelled and cried out in puritanical shame.
“No!” Laura suddenly pushed up, hard, slamming her hands into his chest. Mike was thrown off her and to the side of the bed. He started to move back into place, but before he could, his mom slipped under the covers.
“Mom, what’s wrong?” Mike sat up, and then felt something wet and insanely warm slip over the head of his cock. “Jesus!”
He leaned back against the bed and dug his fingers into the mattress. His mouth slacked open, and his eyes rolled up, almost into the back of his head. He almost couldn’t think. It felt too good for him to be able to focus on anything other than the sensation.
My mother is sucking my cock.
Laura had skills, and she was using them to make him cum as fast as possible. Her mouth sucked with a grip that was unbelievable. Her tongue ran up and down the shaft of Mike’s cock. All he could see was her head bobbing up and down under the blanket. Wet slurping noises came from down below, strange and arousing.
“Oh god, mom!” He couldn’t stop himself from moaning. “That feels… really good.”
She didn’t let up for even a second. Her lips squeezed his cock like a soft, determined ring of pleasure. She had one of her hands locked onto his thigh, and the other rubbed across her chest and stomach.
Through it all, Mike could sense something in her movements and technique. She cared about his pleasure. Even if the blowjob was a tactic designed to keep the situation from boiling over into more illicit territory, she was delivering it to him with tender care, and even love.
She’s my mom. Of course she loves me.
Laura pulled back for a moment, licking the head of Mike’s cock as though it was a candy blow pop.
“Are you close, swee
tie?” she whispered.
“Y-yeah,” said Mike. “I’m…”
He trailed off, finding himself unable to speak as his mom began sucking again in full force. He slammed his head back into the pillow and felt his hips begin to arch up. His mom didn’t stop sucking.
“Mom!” he cried. “Mom, I’m close!”
She sucked harder, and faster. Mike felt his cock probing into the back of his throat. Pleasure began to tingle in his crotch, spreading outward into his extremities and building up like lava in a volcano on the verge of exploding.
“Mom!” Mike grabbed the back of her head and thrust forward as he reached his climax. His cock blasted out cum, spraying his sticky load into her mouth with more force than he’d thought was possible.
Laura continued sucking as he spurted, swallowing every drop. Her tongue massaged the underside of his shaft as though she was trying to help his orgasm along. Mike closed his eyes and melted into the mattress.
“That was… amazing,” he said, finally.
“Shhh,” his mom replied. “We should both get some rest.”
Seconds went by, and then minutes. He was against his mom, still cuddling with her in the bed when it happened. The lights above them flickered off, and then back up again, and then back off.
“What was that?” Mike sat up, still exhausted from his orgasm.
“I’m not-“
The boat lurched, cutting Laura off in midsentence. The floor shifted to an angle far more severe than it had before. The phone fell off the side table, and a loud grinding noise came from somewhere in the lower levels.
“Oh my god,” said Laura. “What just happened?”
The lights flickered back on, and with them came a sharp, blaring siren.
CHAPTER 17
“Get dressed! Quick!”
Laura was on her feet and pulling on her nightgown almost before Mike had time to process what was happening. The siren blared, sounding like a fire alarm on steroids. Through the door, he could hear the sound of footsteps racing by in the hallway.
“What the hell?” Mike stood up from the bed and almost fell over. The floor was at enough of an angle to make walking difficult.
“We have to get to the outer deck!” yelled Laura. “If the ship shifts any further, we might end up stuck in here!”
Mike pulled on his shorts. His shirt was on the other side of the room, and he decided to go without it.
“Come on!” Laura pulled him through the door, and the two of them began sprinting down the hall alongside dozens of other passengers. The door leading to the outside second level deck was backed up with people.
The ship is sinking. This is really happening.
Several women crashed into Mike and his mom from behind, pushing them against the passengers in front of them. Mike let out a yell, but it was lost between the siren and general sense of panic.
It took Mike only a minute to see why the way was blocked. The storm was still underway outside. The passengers who’d left to go out on deck were now desperately trying to get back inside and away from the mercy of the wind and rain.
“Mom, this is bad!” Mike had to shout directly at her to be heard. “We have to do something!”
Laura pushed up on the shoulders of the women blocking her in and yelled something. Mike couldn’t hear her. The mayhem continued for a few moments, and then the siren stopped. In its place, a raspy intercom snapped on.
“Attention passengers, this is your captain speaking.” Captain Michelle’s voice came out of the wall mounted speaker, serious and even. “We were forced to make an unplanned detour due to the intensity of the storm. The ship has run aground on the beach of a previously uncharted island. Please, stay in your cabins and remain calm. We are in no danger of sinking. I repeat, we are in no danger of sinking.”
“We… ran aground?” Mike looked around and saw puzzled faces on the nearby passengers. His mom shrugged when he settled his gaze on her.
“Come on.” She grabbed his hand, and the two of them slipped back toward their cabin as the hallway thinned out.
The ship was still at a slight angle, but it felt stable to Mike now that he knew the circumstances. His mom opened the door to her cabin and the two of them slipped back inside.
“What does this mean?” asked Mike. He shook his head, trying to think through the situation they.
“It means…” Laura smiled at him. “That we might be here for longer than we thought.”
Her smile had a mischievous quality to it that made the room feel a bit hotter to Mike. He felt his cock hardening, despite his exhaustion. He slowly walked over to his mom and stood in front of where she sat on the bed, her eyes level with his crotch.
“Are you okay with this going on for a little while longer?” asked Mike.
His mom leaned back onto the bed, setting her forearms down and all but inviting Mike to climb on top of her. He started to move forward, but Laura licked her lips and shot him a motherly, authoritative look.
“I’m fine with it,” she said softly. But for now, I think we should get some sleep. And you should go back to your cabin to do it.”
Mike nodded slowly.
“Alright, mom,” he said. “Goodnight.
“Goodnight, honey.”
He turned around and walked out of the cabin. The cruise ship felt different, as though a hidden essence of it had suddenly been unlocked. Mike smiled to himself.
And I thought this was going to be a boring vacation.
BOOK 3
CHAPTER 1
The ship was silent. Mike had grown accustomed to the constant background noise of the engines without realizing it. The ambiance felt off without it, like sitting in a car rolling down the hill in neutral.
He turned over in bed and opened his eyes. His cabin was dark and absolutely still. Unfortunately, the stillness didn’t extend to his thoughts.
What the hell happens now?
He’d been on the ship for a couple of days already, after being pulled into the vacation by his stepmom, Laura. The trip had been a roller coaster of emotions from the very start, with Mike discovering that he was the only man on the ship, and contending with the consequences of that arrangement.
But now, they were trapped. The storm that had torn through the ship earlier that night had caused enough damage to necessitate the crew to perform an emergency stop. The ship was beached on an island that was, according to Captain Michelle, officially uncharted.
Nothing is ever simple for me in life.
Mike took a deep breath and then swung his legs over the side of the bed. The ship’s air felt colder than usual. He wondered if the crew had already switched over to rationing resources as he found the pair of shorts he’d discarded next to his bed and pulled them on.
Without really thinking about it, he walked over to the door leading out to the hallway and rested his hand on the knob, pausing instead of immediately turning it. The chaos after the captain announced news of the situation to the passengers had been enough to necessitate a general lockdown.
Still… I have to make sure she’s okay.
He opened his door slowly and slipped out into the hallway. The lights were off, which was unusual, but also suggested that he was right about the rationing. Mike didn’t have to go very far, only to the door across the hall. He knocked softly on it and then waited.
The door opened a few inches, wide enough for a figure to appear in the darkness on the other side.
“Mike. What’s wrong?”
Laura’s voice was soft, sleepy, and somehow, musical. Mike let out a breath that he hadn’t realized he’d been holding upon hearing it.
“Uh, nothing,” he said. “I just…”
He scratched his head, realizing how silly and irrational he was being. There was nothing for him to worry about. Everything was going to be okay. The ship was still in good hands, and the only danger was in them getting bored in the wait for rescue.
I hope that it’s true. I really, really do.
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“I know, honey,” whispered his mom. “It’s been a long day.”
Laura stepped back a little from the door, and Mike followed her into her cabin. It wasn’t until he’d taken a few steps inside that his eyes adjusted enough to make out more of his mom’s form.
She was wearing a night robe but had only tied it loosely across her in front. Underneath it, the supple curves of her large breasts were clearly visible. It was hard for Mike to tell if she was wearing a bra or not, but he assumed that she was and tried to stop himself from getting any weird ideas.
Laura bent over and smoothed out the covers on her bed, which were still pulled open from when she’d climbed out. Her robe slipped up along her body, allowing the bottom few inches of her soft, curvy buttocks to sneak into view. In the darkness it was hard for Mike to make out any detail, but apparently that didn’t matter much when it came to sparking his arousal.
“Sit down, honey.” Laura lowered herself onto the bed, leaning back on her hands and carefully crossing one leg over the other. “Tell me what’s on your mind.”
Mike shrugged, but he took her up on her suggestion.
What’s on my mind is her, and everything that’s happened between us over the past few days.
His mom had brought him along on the cruise because she’d wanted to spend more quality time with him. Mike had always been close to her, but as he’d gotten older, it had become harder for them to connect, and to share each other’s time like they’d used to.
Laura reached a hand over and set it down on Mike’s knee. He felt his cock, already at half-mast in his shorts, filled out into its full, rock hard size.
I never expected that things would go this way.
“I was just worried about you, Mom.”
That much was true. Mike still didn’t understand what was going on between them, and he was worried. Whether it was a result of the circumstances of the cruise, or something else, it made no difference in the end. He’d crossed over a line with his mom, into forbidden, uncharted territory.
And then, somehow, the two of them had come back from it. It wasn’t as though they were pretending that nothing had happened. It was more like the boundary between mother and son, love and lust, was more fluid and penetrable than either of them had realized.
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