Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Orgies: A Mom & Son Affair 1

As Mason put on his bow tie to go with his tux, his Mom, Lily, walked into his room dressed in the beautiful red

dress she had bought just for this occasion... the graduation of her only son. Mason was the one man in her life

who had never been a disappointment to her.

"You look so handsome," the mother of said. She was so proud of her only child. He was graduating with honours

and a full football scholarship, and he had made the almost two decades of her personal sacrifices so worth it.

Mason turned to admire his mom and even though he knew how pretty she was he couldn't hide a gasp. Today

his mom looked utterly ravishing. His eyes swept down her slender body. Her legs were adorned by sheer tan

nylons; her high heeled sandals displayed toes that were newly painted red. He loved it when she wore nylon

stockings, and he felt his dick hardening in his tux. He was glad he was sitting on the edge of his bed; perhaps

she wouldn't notice how much she was exciting him.

Mason, who was usually sly with the ladies and often even with his beloved mother, stammered, looking at her

gorgeous face but still distracted by her beauty and her nylon-clad legs and feet, "Y-y-you look pretty amazing

yourself." "I can't remember the last t| dressed up," she said, feeling sexy for the first tin a long time.

"Joan's wedding," Mason suggested.

"That was three years ago," Lily said, surprised it had really been three years since she'd gotten all dolled up...

God, how tflies. "That's a super nice dress," Mason complimented, feeling like he sounded like a dork.

"Only the best for my son," she smiled, as she handed him an envelope.

"What is this?" Mason asked.

"An envelope," Lily teased.

"Wow, just what I've always wanted," Mason joked back, as always, enjoying the quick witted banter he and his

mother often shared.

"Open it," she coaxed, anticipating an excited look on his face.

"You didn't have to getanything," Mason said, knowing that money was always tight.

"Of course | did," the beaming mother said. "You're graduating high school."

"Anyone can graduate from high school," Mason pointed out, annoyed at the 'no one fails' system his school

seemed to follow now.

"Maybe, but not everyone graduates with honours and a full paid scholarship to college," Lily said, not quite

scolding, "so stop acting like this isn't a big deal... it is."

"Okay, okay," Mason conceded, loving seeing his mother so happy.

Mason opened the envelope and pulled out two tickets. He stared at them, confused. He asked, even though it

was obvious, "You gottwo tickets to a cruise to the Caribbean?"

"Actually, | got us two cruise ship tickets to the Caribbean," Lily corrected, over-tically extracting taking

one ticket from his hand.

"How can we afford this?" Mason asked. Although they weren't truly poor, they didn't have extra money for very

many perks. One of the reasons he was hoping to use his full college ride as a springboard to eventually get

noticed by scouts and make the NFL.

Mom and Mason had always been just an 'us'. Ever since the sperm donor had left while she was still pregnant

with Mason, it had only been the two of them. Even her parents had disowned her when it becapparent she

was going to be a single mother; even though her father was a church minister, he had never seemed to

comprehend that the Bible's underlying thwas one of forgiveness. So at sixteen, Lily was not only a single

mother, but living on welfare.

Yet, the determined Lily had worked her ass off, eventually getting her GED, then even graduating college before

Mason had completed elementary school, and eventually gotten a job as a social worker helping young kids who

needed the shelp she had been so desperate for all those years ago. Of course, it didn't pay really well,

social workers being criminally underpaid, but it paid most of the bills.

Lily had also worked as a waitress at a restaurant, where she was hit on constantly, to make enough money to

get these tickets. She smiled with pride at hers son, "I've been saving since you started high school." "Really?"

Mason asked, still amazed.

Lily drew her son in for a hug. "I wanted to do something special, just the two of us, before you went away to

college and | was a thirty-five-year-old lonely spinster."

"You could date, you know," Mason pointed out, loving feeling his mother's massive breasts squeezing against

him... these were the tits he had drooled over, fantasized over, for enough jerk off sessions to fill a dozen 7-11

Slurpee cups.

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"Maybe | will, once you're out of here and | have the whole house to myself," she smiled, even though she was

actually dreading him leaving this August. She really had no idea what she was going to do with herself once she

had the house to herself... it had always been the two of them. Ever since Mason had been born, Lily had never

dated. She had made a solemn vow to herself always to be there for her son, and had thus sworn off men. She

couldn't even imagine what life would be like without her son as part of her daily life. She had always made good

on her vow, even attending every high school football ghe had been in -- including during his freshman year

when he'd sat on the bench through most games. (She blushed to recall that Mason had once confided in her

that all his teammates called her a MILF.)

Lily straightened his bow tie affectionately before saying, "Now let's go and get you graduated."

As his Mom turned towards his bedroom door, Mason glanced down for one more look at his mom's stocking-clad

feet. Many eighteen-year-old sons would hate to go on a two week cruise ship with their mother, but in addition

to her being an amazing, dedicated, loving mother, she was also the focal point of almost all of his sexual

fantasies. She was the reason for his nylon fetish... she wore them to work every day and remained in them even

when at home. Mason had learned recently while searching in her dresser for a pair of pantyhose to masturbate

into, that he wasn't the only one: she also masturbated a lot. He'd found a half-dozen sex toys. A few days later

while he was snooping again, this tin her closet, he'd found even more of them! He knew she had sacrificed

everything for him and at least she had found a way to get herself off.

Mason would sometimes jerk off visualizing the head cheerleader Shannon, his hot English teacher Mrs. Walker,

or his shy, but cute Physics partner, Betty, but his default and best stroke fantasy was his Mom.

So the idea of spending two weeks in the Caribbean with his MILF Mom where she would likely wear bikinis most

of the twas a no brainer... even if it meant likely two weeks without stockings. Two weeks later, they were on

the cruise.

They were mistaken as a couple on more than a few occasions. Mason looked older than his eighteen years, a

perk of being a well-built football player, while Lily looked much younger than her thirty-five years... a mixture of

genetics and the ridiculously grueling workout routine she had been putting herself through for the past six

months... ever since she knew she would have to be in a bikini. So although she was undoubtedly older than her

son, no one, not even one person, suspected that they were mother and son.

Lily enjoyed the compliments and even began to play into the charade that they were a couple as she took her

son's hand while they did a tour of an original colonial city on the second day.

Mason's cock instantly hardened when she first took his hand, and he loved it as they held hands for the majority

of the next few hours, and again on and off throughout the next couple of days. Each night Mason shot his load

in the bathroom, rapturous fantasies of his Mom beginning to conshim completely.

On day five, they got a day to do whatever they wished on one of the main islands. After four days of being

either on the ship or in a tourist trap, even with the shared pleasure if their affectionate hand holding, the mom

and son were already sick of shopping (and had already spent most of their trinket budget), nor did they want to

spend the day crowded onto a beach with hundreds of tourists.

So when a native of the area in a water taxi tried selling them a ride to a secluded beach a half hour boat ride

from the main one, they took him up on his offer.

Expecting to be at the beach today, Lily had worn her new white bikini, not noticing that she suddenly had her

son's cock ready to rip through his trunks. And although the day was a scorcher, she got cold quickly on the boat

in such a tiny bikini and a shawl that did little more than conceal her body, until she was at the beach.

Mason struggled constantly and usually unsuccessfully not to stare at his Mom's tits in the bikini... her

voluptuous tits, barely contained by the thin fabric.

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Lily, shivering as the wind hit her, leaned back into her son.

Mason, feeling his mother shiver, wrapped his arms around her, wanting to keep her warm but, also savouring

their closeness. His cock remained hard the entire ride; his arms were resting just below her tits... he could feel

their warmth on his

arms.

Almost thirty minutes later, which

seemed like only five for Mason, who

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The water taxi driver grew a big smile as he nodded and parked on the island's white beach.

When the driver was dropping them

off his mother moved away from

him, and Mason felt a brief moment

of disappointment. He had spent the

last half hour, cyddiidhls fncther,

gazing Rh over her shoulder into

her voluptuous valley. Her shawl

constantly opened up from the wind,

and her eyes were looking ahead,

giving him an uninterrupted,

unobstructed view. He was very

careful not to allow his constant

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They nodded; that seemed like a reasonable amount of tto tour this seemingly secluded island.

He added, "Follow path. Twenty minutes. You be at small private cove with beautiful white sand beach." Mason

again nodded and thanked him.

He nodded back, grinning from ear to ear, as if involved in sinside joke that only he understood, "You have

fun, but don't be late."

After all the hoopla and tourism of the past few days, the overcrowded tourist traps and aggressive sales people,

this would be a refreshing and much needed quiet tfor the two.

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Mason tried to sound as if he were joking but was deadly earnest as he promised, "I'll protect you with my life."

The longer they walked, the more Mason felt less like a son and more like a boyfriend... a boyfriend who

tragically hadn't yet consummated the relationship.