I went back to my room and opened my laptop. I read the news, checked how the basketball and football teams were doing, and answered several e-mails from my prior teammates who were curious about how I was doing in the civilized world.
After about an hour, I went to pee. Mom and Dad were in their room. I heard their voices but could not decipher the words. I gave up, returned to my room, and watched a movie with Jason Statham before going to sleep.
I woke up at 9 am. For a change, Elena wore a short-sleeved blouse and a midi-style skirt. I ogled her and said, “Mom, you look amazing. That is the way I wish you dress every day.”
She had a strange smile, “I’ll try, honey. I heard your steps in your room and started preparing breakfast. Your coffee is ready.”
“Did you think where would you like to go? I need to know a few days in advance to find flights and a decent lodging place.”
“I have no problem letting you choose. My recommendation is a warm place with a nice beach or a place like Las Vegas. I’ve heard so much about the city, but never been there.”
“There are direct flights to Vegas and plenty of hotels. I’ll check the expected weather, and if everything looks good, we’ll go in a week, OK?”
“That will be wonderful. I’ll have time to ensure I have everything I need and make enough food for Dad when we are gone.”
…
The flight to Las Vegas took about 4 hours. Mom watched through the window the first hour and then rested backward and slept the rest of the flight. I watched 2 movies.
A short time later, we registered at the Aria Hotel. Luxury was evident everywhere, and neither of us could take our eyes off the multiple lights and marvelous decorations.
We used the elevator to go to the 48 floor and entered our suite. It was magnificent! I’ve never seen such a luxurious room before. After the first impression, we started unpacking and noticed a problem. As promised, there were 2 queen beds all right, but they were in the same room, while the second room had a sofa.
“Elena, you can have this room. I’ll be comfortable on the sofa.”
“Don’t be ridiculous. Each of us has his or her own bed. I do not see the reason you should sleep on a sofa.”
It was late afternoon, and I was hungry, “Are you ready to have dinner at the hotel?”
“I am famished. I hope we don’t need reservation.”
I called the concierge and inquired about the need for reservations. The guy said, “It’s not a weekend, and if you come within the next half an hour, you can find a table at each of the restaurants.”
I turned to Mom, “What are you in the mood to eat? The hotel has many restaurants. Italian? Seafood? French? Mediterranean? Thai?”
She mumbled, “Italian be good.”
Elena went to the bathroom and came out wearing a black mini dress with a generous cleavage and black high heel shoes. Her red hot lipstick, makeup, and mascara made her look as attractive as ever. She looked into my eyes, “Do you like?”
Not thinking, I mumbled, “Right now I could devour you.” As I finished saying it, I regretted and apologized, “Sorry, Mom, I wasn’t thinking…”
She grinned, “I know honey. I brought this attire especially so you can be proud of me.”
I let her walk before me and ogled her tempting curves. As if she guessed my eyes were mesmerized by her body, her sashay became apparent. My unruly buddy started stiffening immediately, and by the time we reached the registration table, the tent in my pants was very obvious. Before the receptionist led us to our table, Elena glimpsed at my groin and smiled at me. I blushed and said nothing.
She ordered a salad and lobster ravioli. I took minestrone and veal marsala. We added a bottle of pinot noir. I poured the wine, and we raised our glasses: ‘Cheers.’ Both of us liked the food. The restaurant was highly rated and expensive, but well worth the money. Mom loved the wine as well, and by the end of the meal she emptied 2 full glasses. Toward the end of the dinner, Elena became very cheerful. She said she fantasized about Vegas multiple times, watching it on TV but never thought one day she’d be visiting the famous city. As we walked back to our suite, I hugged her shoulder and said, “Dear lady, I pledge to take you to other nice places as many times as you want. Just continue being the way you behave now and not the house-bound bored homemaker.”
She murmured, “Honey, I promise to change for you. Just continue being nice to me.”
“Mom, how can I not? I love you…”
She didn’t answer. We entered the room. Before I turned on the lights, Elena mumbled, “Please, leave the lights off. The lights outside are so beautiful. I want to see them from the balcony.”
She moved to the balcony, held the rail and sighed, “It’s the most beautiful view I’ve ever seen. Thank you, love.”
I moved behind her and lightly rubbed her shoulders. She moaned and placed her palms on mine. For a moment our hands moved in sync one on top of the other, and then she grabbed my palms and gently pulled them forward and down toward her cleavage. Her palms put mine on her covered tits, and she whispered, “This is what you wanted, am I right?”
I said, “Mom, you drank too much wine. I hate to think you might regret it in the morning.”
She turned to me, “No honey. I am not drunk. I saw the way you looked at me since your arrival, and noticed each time we touched each other you got an erection. You weren’t aware I became horny too. I resisted because I am married to your father. However, life does not always turn the way we want. Dad was diagnosed with heart disease 2. 5 years ago and he takes multiple medications every day. His ability to perform in bed diminished shortly after the diagnosis, and to make matters worse, he could not use Viagra-like drugs because he takes nitroglycerin. So we haven’t had sex for almost 2 years. Every now and then he tried to satisfy me with his tongue and fingers, but it’s not the same, and he knew it. Three times he begged me to find a clean & safe lover, provided I’d keep it confidential. Until recently I resisted. But seeing you changed my mind. The handsome man who returned from the wars abroad was no longer the confused, immature boy who left 5 years ago. Being sexless for a long time and observing your relentless attraction to my body, switched my brain 180 degrees. Remember the evening Dad and I had a confidential discussion in our bedroom? I told Dad how you felt about me and that I was ready for you. He was surprised it happened so quickly, but then he smiled and said, ‘Joe is a good guy. You two can do well together. I hate to think eventually he’ll break your heart, because one day he’ll get married to a girl his age, but until then, you two enjoy life.’ When you offered to go on a trip together, especially to Vegas, I knew it was our chance to be together. My question is, are you still interested, or you wish to rethink it over?”
I turned her around and kissed her luscious lips. Her hands wrapped around my neck, and she parted her lips for me. My tongue invaded her sweet mouth and found her trembling tongue. We kissed for a long moment before disconnecting. She turned again to watch The Strip and said, “Darling, will you unzip my dress please?”
With my prick at full mast in my pants, I slowly opened her zipper all the way to her buttocks. She pulled it down and let it fall on the floor. “Now unclasp my bra.”
I opened it, and the strapless bra shot forward, landing by the rail.
Mom grabbed my hands and placed them on her heavy tits. They were soft and firm at the same time. They sagged somewhat but the hard nipples protruded straight forward. I closed the distance, and my raging cock nestled in her covered crack.
“Honey, let me take off the panties.” Then her fingers lowered the panties and my covered organ lodged between her round cheeks. She pushed her ass toward me, and I gingerly moved my member up and down along her crack.
Elena was now completely naked, leaning on the rail in the dark balcony. There was nobody who could see us, but the mere thought of my beloved stepmother being in the nude before me was something that was beyond my wildest dreams. I was extremely aroused. I whispered in her ear, “Mom, I want to have you now.”
“I know. Take off your clothes. I’d like to watch the awesome sight when you penetrate me the first time. I’ll cherish it for the rest of my life.”
I undressed in record time. I bent my knees behind her and inserted my pole at a snail’s pace into her drenched pussy. As the spongy head passed through the opening, I felt how tight she was. She gasped and held her breath while I continued gradually conquering her moist cunt. She began breathing again when I was all the way inside. Elena murmured, “Honey, you are huge. I haven’t had a dick in me for some time, and it may have shrunk, but your father’s thing is definitely smaller than yours.”
I didn’t speak and waited patiently for her tight tunnel to adjust to my girth. Once I felt it was time, I started thrusting in and out.
I heard Elena groan softly as she countered my movements. My own arousal heightened fast. I accelerated my strokes, and she began shaking. I increased my pace further, and suddenly, her torso shuddered violently and she whimpered. She underwent a massive orgasm while standing on the balcony holding the rail for dear life. I continued impaling her pussy relentlessly, and my fingers tweaked her ample boobs. When I felt my climax was seconds away, I moved one hand down to her cunt, found her swollen clitty, and nudged it from side to side.
Mom’s whimpers changed to a loud cry. I inserted my thumb into her mouth to muffle her noise and erupted deep in her womb with a wild growl. My cock flooded her pussy with billions of sperm as her still orgasming vagina milked me. When the prolonged stream stopped, my member refused to shrivel, so I continued plowing powerfully into her used pussy. I could not describe how good it felt: It was something I never felt before. It was like the life was sucked out of my body in a tantalizing infinite pleasure…
Eventually, I slowed down. I kept my rigid cock in her vagina, letting her get down from her high. When her shivering died down, I lifted her in my arms, carried her to bed and gently lay her on her back. The room was too dark to see details. I kissed her lips and whispered, “Mom, I love you more than ever.”
She murmured, “You welcome son. I loved every moment with you.”
In the next moment, her body relaxed and her breathing suggested she fell asleep. I covered her with a blanket, brushed my teeth, and entered the same bed. My brain was on steroids: Not only I was traveling with my step-mother, but she was no longer shy and reserved. She let me have her on the balcony of a Las Vegas hotel!
I fell asleep with a smile, remembering our plans for tomorrow.