Love and Memories

David quickly scrambled off the bed and to his luggage, tearing open a condom packet and unrolling the condom onto his cock. A part of him was still in disbelief that it was actually going to happen, even when he returned to the bed and kneeled between Madison's knees. He stared down at the woman outspread before him, her long blonde hair splayed out beneath her head, her perfectly shaped breasts rising and falling with each breath, her flat tummy leading downward to smoothly waxed mound and engorged, wet pussy lips.

"David?" Madison said breathlessly, feeling his eyes on her body.

"You're so sexy," he said hoarsely. "So beautiful. I just ... I guess I can't believe this is really happening. I've wanted you so badly the last few days."

"You make me feel sexy, baby," she cooed, feeling herself blush. "You're the first man to make me feel this way in so long. You make me feel like a woman."

She took his cock in her hand, guiding him toward her. She nestled the tip amidst her splayed-open pussy lips, letting it nudge against the muscular ring at her entrance.

"And yes, this is really happening. You just have to..."

He pressed forward with his hips and the tip of his cock pierced her opening with a delightful pop.

"Ohhhhh!" she gasped, her previous thought now lost.

He sank the rest of his length into her in a slow but continuous thrust, until his pubic bone pressed against hers and his testicles rested against her ass.

"Oh David!" she moaned, relishing the weight of him on top of her. She grabbed his face in her hands and stared up at his eyes, seeing the longing that reflected her own.

"I... I'm inside of you," he gasped.

"Yes, yes," she purred. "Your cock feels so good inside of me... so right."

"Like it was made for you."

The thought sent a shiver of pleasure through her body.

"Mmmmm, let's just enjoy this," she moaned, wrapping her legs around his waist and holding him inside of her.

She felt his weight settle onto her body as he lowered himself slowly onto her, his muscled chest mashing up against her soft, pillowy breasts. They kissed, slowly at first, rubbing their moist lips against one another, and then with increasing passion until they were once again lapping and thrusting their tongues into one another's mouths. Their hands wandered, groped, and fondled until the intensity became too much to resist. His hips started to move against the tight embrace of her legs, and as she slid her legs to his sides, planting her feet flat on the mattress, he began to thrust, his thick cock stretching her tight pussy with each thrust.

"Oh... yes... that's... it!" she gasped, her speech punctuated by each rhythmic impact of their bodies knocking the breath from her lungs.

She raised her hips to meet his and he soon grabbed her by the waist, sitting back on his haunches and pumping relentlessly into her sopping wet tunnel. The muscles in her legs, ass, and core burned as she held herself up for him, her fingers twisting at the sheets in pleasure. Even after her own strength started to wane, his muscular arms kept her hips suspended in the air while he fucked her.

"Oh god baby, yes!" she moaned, feeling the ceiling above her start to spin as pleasure overwhelmed her.

She didn't even need to move anymore, as he had taken over entirely. Their bodies slapped together noisily, the obscenely delightful sound of wet flesh meeting wet flesh echoing loudly in the small room. She cried out to him in jumbled, wordless calls of passion as he took her. Eventually his arms began to tire and he eased her lower body back onto the bed, shifting himself forward so that he was propped up above her body on his arms. She reached up to grasp his strong shoulders, caressing him.

"Mmmmmm yes David, fuck me," she moaned.

"Yes baby, take my cock in your sweet pussy," he replied, his words spurring on her excitement.

"Ohhhhh yes, your big cock feels so good in my tight little pussy," she whimpered. "Fill me... fill your mommy's pussy with your cock."

"I'm going to fill you up with my cum," he growled. He continued to thrust, moaning wordlessly, before he gasped, "Madison!"

She gasped loudly as a thrill raced through her body at hearing him say her name.

"Oh god, say it again," she begged.

"Fuck, Madison!" he groaned. "Madison..."

She let out a loud moan, feeling a contraction start to build inside of her.

"I love the way you say my name," she cried. "Don't stop fucking me... I'm going to cum!"

"Cum for me baby," he coaxed her, still pounding away at her. "I want to feel your pussy squeeze my cock, just like you've wanted to do all trip. Cum for me, Madison. Cum!"

Madison screamed out as she broke through, waves of orgasmic pleasure tugging at her senses from all directions. She clung to David with all the strength her arms and legs could muster, the closeness of his body adding even more pleasure to her release. For all the times he had made her cum already, the pleasure of having his cock for her pussy muscles to squeeze and contract around her simply could not be equaled.

David could feel his own orgasm building as his mother's pussy spasmed and clenched around him, driving him closer and closer to the precipice. Satisfied that he had brought her to release, he set loose his remaining inhibitions and thrust into her as quickly as his tiring muscles would allow, reaching a feverish pace as he felt himself swell. He cried out as he neared the edge, grunting gutturally with each thrust before he finally burst, feeling wave after wave of his cum spew from the tip of his cock.

He held himself up on shaky arms as he emptied himself into the thin latex barrier protecting his mother's womb from his seed, and then withdrew himself from inside of her with a wet "plop" and a soft moan of protest from Madison.

"Mmmmm, I wish I could keep you inside me until we both fell asleep," she murmured, still recovering from her own release.

"I know," he said, removing the used condom and tossing it into a nearby trash bin. "I wish I could stay inside of you forever."

"C'mere baby," she said as she pulled him back into bed, wrapping her arms around him and planting a soft kiss on his lips. "Thank you. For all of this. The trip, and for making me feel ..."

She searched for the right word through the haze of her afterglow. Sexy. Desirable. Complete. Loved. The first two seemed too superficial, but the other two frightened her. She couldn't be in love with him, and what would it mean if he were the one person above all others who completed her?

"Thank you, Mom," he replied, saving her from her incomplete thought. "For everything."

He kissed her again, and she pushed her worries to the back of her mind for another time.

Neither David nor Madison slept a wink that night. They spent the evening kissing, touching, tasting, and having sex, in every position and on every piece of furniture that their small stateroom would allow. As the faint glow of morning began to blanket the ship, it found Madison with her hands and breasts pressed against the window overlooking the now-deserted promenade, her face formed in an expression of pure ecstasy as David took her from behind, his cock aching and sore but still rock hard, delving in and out of her swollen pussy in a slow but mutually satisfying pace.

"Do you think anyone down there can see us?" he asked playfully, nibbling and licking her ear.

She moaned lustfully before replying, "Are you thinking of putting on a show?"

"Just hoping to make some guy jealous."

She giggled, turning her face over her shoulder and parting her lips, extending her tongue. He eagerly accepted her offering, sucking her tongue into his mouth and covering her lips with his. His hands snaked around to the front of her body, lifting her tits away from the cool glass of the window and cupping them, allowing her hard nipples to protrude from in between his fingers.

"Cum for me one more time?" he inquired.

She let out a delightful noise that he could only compare to the offspring of a laugh and a moan.

"I don't know if I can, baby... you've worn me out. Just fuck me until you cum. If you get me off yet again, it'll be a bonus."

"I'm going to go slow..."

"Is my big boy getting tired?"

"I just want to make this last as long as it can."

There was a slight sorrow in his voice that melted her heart, and she pulled his face to hers so kiss him fiercely once more.

In the end, he did make her cum one more time, her body tensing and back arching in his arms as his final thrust before his own release rubbed just the right spots. They clung to each other until they felt the undeniable sensation of their floating city slowing to a halt as it came into port, followed by an announcement over the intercom that they had arrived in port, thanking all passengers for an enjoyable journey, and inviting everyone to disembark at their convenience. Reluctantly, Madison and David tore themselves from one another, getting dressed and packing their belongings back into their suitcases. He pulled her into a final, passionate embrace at the door of their stateroom, kissing one another as lovers once more before returning to the life of mother and son.

Their flight home was quiet, as both of them had fallen asleep almost as soon as the plane started moving. As they drove home from the airport in their separate cars, both Madison and David contemplated the days ahead. How would they return to normalcy after the immeasurable intimacy they had shared over the past few days? And did they even want to?

For David, a message in his phone's backlog of text messages seemed to provide a possible solution. One of his wealthier classmates had secured the use of his parents' lake house for a few days, beginning the next morning. He had invited their entire senior class to what promised to be several days of post-graduate debauchery, although the original invite had been swallowed up in David's email inbox at some point during the cruise. Based on updates from friends, only a fraction of those invited were going to show up, but it sounded like there would be an interesting cross-section of their entire class present. In any case, an unsupervised, alcohol-fueled gathering of newly graduated high school seniors seemed to him to be his best bet at getting over the myriad of confusing emotions he was experiencing about his mother.

Madison was in the living room watching television when he went to inform her that he would be making the drive to the lake house the next day. She seemed uncharacteristically disinterested in the whole thing, merely nodding her approval with a quiet "Mmmhmm." It put him off to see her so aloof, but he didn't blame her. He could tell that she, too, was struggling with her own emotions. Although he wanted to hug her and comfort her, he knew that it would simply lead to more complications for both of them. Instead, he simply sulked back to his own bedroom, closing the door behind him.

When David left the house around 10am the next day to drive to the party, Madison was still uncharacteristically in her room with the door closed. Normally she would have been up and about already, running errands or at work. David remembered that she'd gotten an extra day off when she planned for the trip, and decided not to bother her, although he wanted very much to check in on her and let her know he was leaving. He turned up the radio and rolled down the windows as he made the drive, trying his best to drown out his inner turmoil. When he arrived at the party late in the afternoon, he saw that a good number of people were already there and the drinking had begun. Someone handed him a beer almost immediately, and looking around the house and surrounding property, he could see samplings of all the various high school cliques, still mostly keeping to themselves. It was still early, though, and he suspected that it wouldn't be long before they were all intoxicated and mingling. Taking a sip of his beer and doing his best to push Madison from his mind, he made his way inside.

By early evening, everyone at the party was intoxicated enough that the old high school social barriers were starting to crumble. David found himself laughing and generally having a good time with a mixed group of football players, cheerleaders, drama kids, and everyone in between. Despite having gotten louder and more inebriated, the party as a whole had not yet gone completely out of control, although he got the feeling that everyone was just waiting for a little push. That push came from the back patio, where a sudden outburst of catcalls and cheers attracted the attention of the whole party. As he crowded around with everyone else to see what the commotion was all about, David saw that Stacy Winters, one of the popular "hot girls" of their class, had locked lips with a very stunned but very excited Danny Hinrichs, who was most well-known for having played Magic: The Gathering during every lunch hour of his four years in high school. As she did her best to shove her tongue down his throat, he had gotten his hands underneath her tank top and skirt, yanking the top up so that her D-cup breasts poured out from underneath, and hiking up her skirt to reveal a deceptively innocent pair of polka dot panties. David didn't know the backstory of what had set off this coupling -- he suspected some variation of truth and dare -- but it didn't matter. Stacy and Danny had become the spark that would ignite the rest of the party.

As the sun went down and darkness set over the lake house, David found himself standing in the middle of the living room, his fly undone and his cock standing proudly in a full erection. Kneeling before him, to his surprise, was Ivy Lee, their class valedictorian and, as the rumors would have it, a virgin. She was dressed innocently enough, in a baby blue t-shirt with some sort of cartoon character on it and a pair of jeans that was neither too tight nor too loose, but it was evident that she would be ditching her innocent reputation soon enough. Her cheeks were flush with a rosy hue from the alcohol she had been drinking, and her almond-shaped brown eyes widened with anticipation as she sized up his cock. Standing in a row next to David were two other guys, and kneeling in front of them were Sarah Kent and Pauline Ortiz, Ivy's long-time study partners. It was clear that all three girls were looking to shed their innocent nerdy image before going away to college -- Ivy League schools for all three of them -- and Pauline had already taken the lead on that, eagerly sucking the hard cock that had been presented to her. Sarah followed suit shortly thereafter, and then Ivy did the same, wrapping her pink lips around David's shaft and beginning to suck and bob.

True to her reputation, Ivy was inexperienced but a fast learner. After spending some time just licking, kissing, and sucking her way along David's hard shaft, she had quickly found a technique that had him turning into putty in her hands, sucking and slurping his swollen head with her tongue and lips while jacking his shaft with her hand, aided by a thick, slick layer of her saliva. She had shed her t-shirt in the process, revealing her small but sexy breasts with nipples poking firmly out of her non-descript, flesh-toned bra. She laughed and giggled innocently at the way her actions caused his hips to jerk and his cock to twitch and she continued to pleasure him with her mouth. As the pleasure mounted David let his eyes fall closed, but as he did, his mind took over, and suddenly Ivy's Asian features morphed, her raven hair turning blonde and her dark brown eyes turning bright blue.

"I want to see you cum," Madison's voice teased seductively.

Looking down between his legs, he saw not Ivy, but his mother, eagerly sucking and slurping his cock. The pressure that had been mounting in his testicles began to build up even faster as he worked his fingers into her hair, fucking her mouth with his cock. He began to moan loudly as his balls tightened. She jerked his cock faster and faster, letting the tip pop out of her mouth so that she could stimulate his entire erection with her hand. Her saliva coating his skin squished noisily with each stroke.

David came with a loud groan, and by the sound of it he wasn't the only one. He opened his eyes and looked to his right, just in time to see Sarah showered in a spray of cum from the guy she had been blowing. Pauline's bare chest was already splattered with cum, the thick white fluid a stark contrast to the medium brown hue of her skin. Looking down in front of him, it took him a moment to adjust to the reality that it was Ivy, not his mother, kneeling in front of him, her face covered with his seed. A few errant globs of his pearly semen clung to strands of her black hair.

"Is everything all right?" Ivy asked quietly, sensing David's apparent confusion.

"Uh, yeah, yeah," he said, quickly coming up with a lie to cover. "That was just pretty damn good... it was your first blowjob right?"

"But hopefully not my last," she said with a proud smile.

David suddenly realized that there was a small crowd gathered behind him, mostly guys. Having seen what was going on, they apparently were clamoring to take a turn with Ivy and her friends as well. As he stepped away, Ivy was already unzipping the next guy.

The next two days flew by in somewhat of a drunken haze. Everyone at the party basically drank, sucked, and fucked until they fell asleep wherever they happened to be, and then continued where they left off the next day. As he drove home after the party broke up, most of the events were a blur, but the one thing that was clear to David throughout was his persistent desire for Madison, regardless of who he was hooking up with. Even when Ivy sought him out and offered him her virginity, he couldn't help but fantasize about his mother's body as he fucked Ivy, despite the lithe and attractive body that she'd apparently kept concealed under her plain clothes throughout high school. When one of his ex-girlfriends mounted his cock in one of the bedrooms of the lake house, David could only picture Madison's breasts bouncing as she rode him. Somehow, despite his best efforts to forget, every partner became Madison in his mind's eye. As he drove past the sign marking the city limits, he knew what he needed to do.

For Madison, the few days David was at the party seemed to drag on forever. It had helped when she returned to work, busying herself with preparations for the store's annual Fourth of July sale, but even still, she found herself restless and lonely at night. She first resorted to doing chores, tidying up around the house and making sure the laundry was all done. When those tasks ran out, she turned to alcohol, working her way through a few bottles of cheap table wine that had been stored away in the pantry for some time. But all the bitter wine did was lower her inhibitions and make her miss him more. Finally, she turned to masturbation, using her fingers, her toys, her detachable shower head, even pressing up against the dryer as it ran. She came every time, but she cried out David's name every time, and she always missed the heat of his body next to hers afterward. And yet, when she tried to refrain from masturbating in order to avoid fantasizing about him, she found that she was unable to sleep. As a result, by the day that he was due to return home, she was a tired wreck at work, barely holding it together through her shift.

To David's dismay, Madison's car was not in its parking spot when he arrived home. He had rehearsed what he was going to say on the way home, but as he waited around the house for his mother to return, his rehearsed lines slowly came apart as his nerves kicked in. On top of that, he was tired from several days of partying, and before his mother got home that evening, he had fallen asleep on his bed, still dressed in his day clothes.