Hot Mom's Sissy Honeymoon Sweetie 2

~~~~~ Day 3: Positional Flexibility ~~~~~

The next morning Ava once again awoke first, pulling Ashley in close as he slept with his head still on her shoulder. After a few minutes savoring their closeness and the gliding touch of their smooth legs against each other, she quietly slipped out of bed to take her morning shower. Once she'd finished, she wrapped up in her bathrobe and went to wake up her sweetly sleepy son. Ava lingered for just a moment, watching him sleeping so peacefully. For a moment the wicked idea of loosening her robe first to give him a peek crossed her mind. Ashley was so cute when he got flustered, and he'd been so sweet at their date last night that she wanted to give him a little treat. But instead she sat on the bed next to him, gently brushed his unruly blond hair out of his face, and leaned in to wake him up with a kiss. For a long shuddering heartbeat her lips hovered over his as Ava debated finishing the kiss she'd nearly started last night, but then Ashley turned slightly and the temptation subsided.

"Good morning sweetie," Ava cooed after planting a long kiss on Ashley's cheek. He started to stir as she went in for another, holding his head in both hands as she kissed his forehead. "Go take your shower and I'll lay out your clothes for the day."

When Ashley had finished his shower, he dried off and quickly pulled on his fresh pair of boyshort panties for the day and rushed back to the main room. But he was disappointed to see that Ava had already gotten dressed. Maybe tomorrow he'd need to make an effort to wake up a little earlier, and maybe he'd even be able to steal a peek of her while she showered...

While he'd missed the chance to see Ava parading around the room in her bra and panties, Ashley had to admit that what she was currently wearing was nearly as hot. Her teal and purple yoga pants with intricate diamond patterns that pulled in and dazzled the eye looked to be glued to her body, hugging and accentuating every curve from her hips down to her calves. And up top she was sporting a coordinating purple sports bra with hot pink spaghetti straps that looked to be fighting for dear life to contain her amazing rack. He involuntarily swallowed as his mouth filled with saliva at the sight.

"Let's go Ashley, we don't have all day for you to dance around in your cute little panties," Ava said impatiently, "Fortunately I picked up a few tops for you to wear yesterday at the store, and with your hips you should be fine to wear my extra yoga pants."

Ashley hurried over to the bed, noticing with some embarrassment that the stiffy he'd grown upon seeing Ava was bouncing in his panties, quickly pulling on the pants to hide his shame. He was surprised at how well they fit him, sliding up his smooth hairless legs like they were made for him. He couldn't resist checking out his booty in the mirror, smiling to himself when he saw how the tight elastic material lifted and separated his cheeks, giving them a very satisfying bounce. Next he grabbed the top that Ava had purchased for him. It was a bright pink racerback tank with the word "Juicy" written across the front, and he paused, holding it uncertainly in his hands.

"Is there something wrong sweetie?"

"No mom, it's just, isn't this a little girly?"

"I mean, of course it is, but you're looking at this all wrong. Those big strong guys can wear tees and polos and really whatever they want because with their bodies it looks great. But your body is so much more like a girl's, of course you'll look better if you wear clothes that are made for your body. It's just like how your new panties make your little package look so much cuter. Trust mommy sweetie. Put on the top."

Ashley didn't really know how to respond to that, but he trusted Ava, and he figured that if he ever wanted to be with a woman like her, he should listen to what she liked. It was a little awkward wiggling into it, but soon he was wearing his new sporty outfit and looking to his mother for her approval.

"See? Oh you look so cute in that," Ava said as she walked up to Ashley and started running her hands up and down his sides. "It really shows off your lean, toned arms and shoulders, and it pulls together in the middle to emphasize your waist, which makes your hips and that plump little backside of your pop even more. Oh, but that's a problem..."

"What is it? What's wrong?"

"Oh, its your panties," Ava explained as she lightly traced her fingers over Ashley's tight pants. "I should have told you, you can't have panty lines showing with pants like these, that's why I prefer to just go commando."

"You're not wearing panties?" Ashley asked incredulously.

"Of course not, here, feel for yourself," Ava said as she took Ashley's hands and placed them on her hips.

Ashley froze in shock, staring unbelieving into Ava's eyes as he started to move his hands around, feeling all over his mother's hips and working his fingers into her ass.

"Satisfied?" Ava asked mischievously. "Not a panty line to be found. Now take yours off so we can get going to that private session you booked us."

Ashley was too flustered from groping her ass to disobey, but Ava didn't show any signs of turning around to give him privacy. He turned in place and bent over as he pulled his pants and his panties down over his legs, quickly discarded his panties, and pulled the pants back up, snugly tucking his protesting erection down between his legs. He thought it would feel weird, but instead it felt like coming home. As if his body, and especially his booty, had been made for the pants that were hugging his every curve.

Ava and Ashley headed straight for the spa, not even bothering to check if Ashley's bags had been found first. Ava had offered, but Ashley was so eager to get back to the spa and have another of those delicious coconut milk drinks they served that he said it was fine and he was sure they'd let them know when it was found. Unfortunately the attendant at the front desk informed him that it took some time to prepare the beverage as it was prepared fresh on demand for spa clients, but she assured him with a smile that as soon as her staff were finished making it she would let him know. Ashley and Ava were led into a small yoga studio, where Ashley was immediately taken aback by the sauna-like environment.

"You ready for a hot yoga session with your mom?" Ava asked as the sweat started to bead on their foreheads.

"Um, I guess? Why do they keep it so hot in here?"

"It helps to cleanse your body of toxins and it's really amazing for improving flexibility. Besides, a lot of people find that getting all hot and bothered really 'primes their engines,' if you know what I mean."

Before Ashley could answer, their instructor entered the room.

"Namaste, I am Yogi Ajani," he said in a rumbling baritone, "welcome to my hot yoga session. You are welcome to remove whatever clothes you wish, as we seek together to find spiritual enlightenment and release ourselves from the earthly ties which restrain us."

As he finished speaking, Ajani shrugged off the robe covering his body, revealing that he was wearing nothing but a tight pair of short trunks underneath. Ashley and Ava gawked openly at the perfection of his body, tall and powerfully built with rippling toned muscles under his dark chocolate skin. His shorts did nothing to disguise the large bulge contained within, and Ashley found himself wondering what it would look like if it ever happened to slip out.

"Well, I suppose if that's how your class is run then we could..." Ava said as she hooked her fingers into the waistband of her pants and started to slide them down.

"Moooommmm!" Ashley protested weakly, not believing that he was giving up his chance to see his mom doing yoga in the nude, but also unwilling to join her and let this man see him like that.

"Oh right sweetie, sorry, I forgot you were there for a moment. Please, Yogi Ajani, mold our bodies as you wish."

In short order he made good on her request, moving between his two students and guiding them through pose after pose. Ashley struggled and sweated, trying and failing to make his body move the way he was told, unable to take his eyes off Ava as she sweated alongside him. He imagined licking the droplets off of her as the ran down the sides of her face, along her beautiful neck, and down into her cleavage. But every time he looked at her, Ajani was right there, pressing his body into hers and running his hands along her as he complimented her form and guided her deeper into her positions. Ava's moans aroused Ashley even further, and from the damp spot he saw spreading in her crotch he could see that she was enjoying herself. Jealousy welled deep within him watching this stranger touching Ava in the way he wanted to touching her, making her feel the way he wanted to make her feel.

"This is stupid! I can't do it!" Ashley finally shouted petulantly.

"You must let the toxic energy release from your body and open yourself to something new," Ajani said in a warm tone. "Here, allow me to help you."

The yogi guided Ashley down to lay on his front, then upwards into cobra pose.

"Imagine yourself as you wish to be, breathe deeply, then release your breath, allowing all that holds you back to leave you."

To his surprise Ashley found himself imagining he was in bed with Ava, curled up with her as they both wore matching bras and panties, but instead of taking him how cute he looked in his she was staring at him with bedroom eyes that promised forbidden pleasures. He exhaled slowly as he prepared himself for their first tender kiss, then suddenly felt something hard and warm pressing into him from behind.

"Good, now open yourself to the new energy entering your body, do not resist it."

As Ajani spoke he straddled Ashley and sat directly atop his hot, sweaty, plump ass in his tight yoga pants. The yogi's bulge was nestled directly between Ashley's cheeks, triggering him to instantly clench down on the foreign invader, squeezing futilely as he tried to force it away. But Ajani just worked it in deeper as he hooked his bare feet behind Ashley's knees and forced them outward, nearly putting him into the splits.

"Ava, Ashley needs your support, come stand in front of him in Tree pose to give him strength to open himself."

Ava did as she was told, standing just inches in front of her son's straining face, lifting one foot to rest against her other knee, and raising her arms into a diamond around her head. Ashley struggled to slide his legs back, but could not force the larger and stronger Ajani to move an inch. Then he smelled the rich aroma of Ava's sweat and juices, opening his eyes to see her perfect foot in front of him. He breathed in deeply and found his center, willing himself to relax and to stop fighting what was happening to him.

"Good, good. Now release all that holds you back and look to the skies, asking the goddess of the island to make you her own."

As Ajani spoke he took a fistful of Ashley's hair and pulled his head back. He was now forced to look up into the warm eyes of his mother staring down at him over her large breasts, the light behind forming a halo around her head. In that moment Ashley felt deep inside that truth that she was his goddess and he wished only to be hers. Suddenly it was as if something inside of him released and his legs slid forward into a full split as his cheeks engulfed his yogi's bulge. For one beautiful moment Ashley stared deeply into Ava's eyes as he felt every throbbing heartbeat pounding from that bulge, through his ass, and into his own heart. No longer did he feel jealousy, only gratitude and wonder.

A minute later the door opened and the receptionist announced that Ashley's drink was ready in the front. He pulled himself together as Ava said she'd continue her session, and followed the receptionist back to the front. Something about the way his hips had popped made it difficult to walk how he normally did, instead it was much easier to keep his feet closer in line and to allow his hips to sway. The motion made him remember the feeling of Ajani's bulge pressing into him from behind, and Ashley realized with a start that Ava wasn't the only one sporting a wet spot between her legs.

At the front desk Ashley nearly lunged for the offered coconut, parched from his hot yoga class and eager to taste the creamy coconut milk again. It seemed fuller than last time, and thicker and creamier too, but he put that down to his thirst and started pounding it down, not stopping to savor the taste until he reached the dregs and started scooping out the last bits with his fingers and licking them clean.

"Goodness you certainly seem to enjoy that, would you like us to have another ready for you before your next yoga session tomorrow morning?"

Ashley's mouth watered at the thought.

"Next session? I thought it was a one time thing?"

"Dalena felt so badly about our mistake that she wanted to give you a second session. Shall I have your drink ready for you? I can ask the staff about a larger size if you would like."

"Yes please!" Ashley blurted out before realizing that he'd just also agreed to another yoga session with Ajani. He'd assumed their instructor would be a hot yoga chick, but at least he'd have Ava to look at, and he had to admit that he did feel really, really good after yoga and his drink. His body was tingly and warm even after having been out of the sauna room for several minutes. He started walking back feeling like he was in a dream, and wondering if Ajani would help him through another pose before their session ended. But when he walked in the door his mouth dropped.

Ava was kneeling on all fours with her back curving downward, pressing her ass up into the air, and behind her grinding in from behind was Ajani. Both were coated in sweat and Ava was groaning in ecstacy as she sank deeper and deeper into her stretch while the yogi ground his clearly hardening bulge from down between her thighs, up along her ass, and finally resting atop it. The motion was gradually causing her pants to slide downwards, revealing the top of her cheeks to Ashley's shocked eyes.

"Surrender yourself into Cow pose, and embrace your motherhood, giver of milk and life," Ajani rolled in his infuriatingly smooth voice before looking up to see Ashley. "Ah good, you may aid Ava in her opening as she aided you in yours, assume Child's Pose before her."

A part of Ashley wanted to protest, and another part wanted to watch this beautifully powerful man grinding against his mother, but basking in the spiritual afterglow of his own awakening and still feeling a little tipsy from chugging his coconut cream, he found himself instead dreamily kneeling in front of Ava, extending his arms out to her as he folded in half and sat on his ankles, prostrating himself before her. He felt foolish for an instant, but then he felt her hands take hold of his resting on the ground, bracing herself against him as if for strength, and he found pride in his position instead. He remained still for several long breaths, kneeling and holding his head to the ground to support his beautiful mother as she rocked back and forth in her position above him from Ajani's grinding assistance.

"Now feel your true position, mother on top supported by her child below, all is as it should be. Feel the rightness of it deep inside you."

"Oh my god, I can feel it," Ava moaned. And in that moment, Ashley could feel it too. After years of floating through life without finding purpose he now felt that he'd found his.

"Now Ashley," Ajani continued, his normally smooth voice starting to betray a hint of tension, "Move into Melting Heart pose as I taught you before to take your final position beneath your mother."

Ashley obeyed automatically, lifting his backside until his ass was pointing into the air and sliding his head and upper body forwards between Ava's arms. Her heavy breasts swinging beneath her came to rest on the back of his head, still swaying back and forth as her whole body rocked from the grinding thrusts Ajani tirelessly delivered. Her hands lifted and took hold of Ashley's cheeks, her fingers digging in firmly and pulling them apart, reminding him of the feeling of Ajani forcibly splitting him wide open as his bulge nestled in like an oversized hot dog in a soft white bun. He wished for a moment that it was him that was being mounted and guided by the powerful yogi, but then he heard Ava's needy moans above and he was just glad to be there to support her as she was guided into her true position.

Ashley entered into a near hypnotic state as even with his eyes directed to the floor he was overwhelmed with powerful sensations. With every thrust from Ajani driving Ava deeper into her position he heard the soft sound of their flesh pressing together coupled with rising moans from his mother above. At the same time, with each thrust Ashley felt Ava's heavy breasts sliding forward, then back, along his head and neck, which were soon covered in dripping sweat from above. Finally, with every shuddering thrust Ava dug her fingers more deeply into the soft and tender cheeks of Ashley's upraised ass. At first the squeezing massage felt good, then it started to hurt as her nails dug in over and over with increasing intensity, then it started to feel even better as Ashley was overwhelmed by the blended sensation of pain and pleasure emanating from his backside. He imagined what Ava must look like, feeling himself growing harder and harder in his borrowed yoga pants. It had been days since he'd had the chance to jerk off and spending every minute with his hot mom was driving him mad with lust. Ashley didn't want to cum in his pants, but he couldn't help giving in to the heat of the moment and felt himself edging closer and closer to release as Ava gripped his surprisingly sensitive ass and seemed to be moving to a moment of her own as her moans crescendoed.

Finally Ava let out one final climaxing moan, digging her nails into Ashley's ass so hard that he involuntarily yelped in pain, then she released, lifting her hands off and her body up, removing the pressure of her tits on his back. Ashley shuddered on the edge of release, tensing as the energy in his body rose, then moaning helplessly at it subsided, leaving him twitching in unsatisfied need as the dull ache in his swollen balls resumed tenfold. His concern about cumming in his borrowed yoga pants evaporated into the ether as he thrust into the air struggling to find the final bit of stimulation that would allow him to finish, but it was too late, and Ashley could only lay there in his prone kneeling condition as Ava stood up.

It took a minute for Ashley to gather himself enough to stand, and when he did he saw that Ava was wrapped tightly in the arms of their yogi, nuzzling her head into his chest as she thanked him over and over for helping her to really open herself to the new position and broadening her spiritual horizons. But what really grabbed his gaze was Ava's backside. Ashley had noticed when he'd reentered the yoga studio that Ajani's grinding thrusts to help Ava deeper into the position had been causing her yoga pants to creep slightly downwards, exposing the very top of her booty. But apparently his continued assistance as Ashley had knelt in support of her had caused them to continue sliding, and now they just barely cupped the bottom of her cheeks, exposing nearly her entire juicy ass. The studio was so warm that Ava didn't even seem to have noticed that she was effectively mooning her own son, and as he stared Ashley felt himself starting to move forward, yearning to touch the beauty before him, perhaps even to lick it clean of the sheen of perspiration reflecting on it.

But then he saw a pair of large black hands reach down around her curves, grab the waistband of her yoga pants, and carefully pull them back up until she was entirely covered. Ashley's eyes darted upwards where they met Ajani's gaze looking back down at him, a smug smile on his face as he subtly shook his head while hugging his mother back with his strong hands on her now covered ass. Ashley froze, his face blushing beet red as he realized that the yogi had seen what he was about to do and that he had no choice but to let this stranger manhandle his own mother in front of him.

Finally Ava broke of her hug and turned to Ashley, her face equally flushed with excitement.

"Oh sweetie, isn't hot yoga just wonderful? I swear I feel like a new woman afterwards, and Ajani was such a marvelous yogi. You should thank him for opening your spirit and truly helping you to find your new positions."

"Ummm, thanks..." Ashley mumbled while looking down at his feet.

"No, not like that silly," Ava said with a laugh, "This is a place of physical and spiritual connection, here, thank our yogi properly."

Ashley was caught off guard as Ava delivered a firm push to his back, causing him to stumble clumsily right into Ajani's waiting arms. He suddenly found his whole body pressed into the massive wall of toned flesh that was their instructor, held in place by the set of powerful arms that wrapped around him and made him feel suddenly safe and secure. His face was pressed into Ajani's bare chest, and with every breath he inhaled his deep musky scent. Everything was so warm, and he was still aroused from nearly having gotten off earlier, and the coconut milk was swirling inside him, and he could feel the remarkable bulge of Ajani's manhood pressing into his sternum. In the heat of the moment Ashley surrendered, wrapping his arms around his yogi's midsection and mumbling out sincere thanks for their session. When Ava finally peeled him away Ashley felt like he was walking through a dream. The pair freshened up, then Ava took his hand in hers and lead him back out into the Pink Lotus resort.

They enjoyed a light lunch, then spent the rest of the afternoon together relaxing and enjoying the various amenities of the resort. Through it all Ava naturally took the lead and Ashley followed. Since their practice date the night before they'd gotten into the habit of holding hands as they walked, but it was always Ava extending her hand for Ashley to take, and Ava gently leading him along to wherever they went next. Ashley reflected on their yoga session and the overwhelming feeling of purpose that had overcome him as he assumed the position of supporting his beautiful mother. It felt right, to put himself beneath her and to focus on her needs and desires first, he was just happy to be along for the ride with such a beautiful woman by his side. As evening approached Ashley mentioned that he was excited for their second date, prompting a laugh from Ava.

"A second date? I thought that was a one-time thing to get you a little practice and build up your confidence."

"Well yeah, but you said you had fun right? And we're going to be having dinner together anyway, so I just thought that..."

"Oh, sweetie, bless your little heart," Ava said as she turned and took Ashley's face in her hands. "Of course I had fun with you. But is that really what you want? To be dating your old mom?"

Ashley nodded vigorously, then paused awkwardly. "I mean, just for fun, and because I can really use the practice. And you're not old mom, you're beautiful, the most beautiful woman I've ever known."

"Alright then you little flirt, just for practice." Ava extended her arm, offering it to Ashley. "Would you do me the honor of being my date for dinner tonight?"

Ashley took her arm naturally, without thinking, then paused and looked up to her. "I would love to. But, do you think that maybe for tonight I could take the boy role? I mean, last night was fun, but shouldn't I practice taking the lead?"

"No, I think not," Ava said firmly as she led Ashley back to their suite. "You know thinking of it as the 'boy' role and the 'girl' role is really outdated when you think about it. It's really more about who has the more naturally dominant personality and who is the more natural submissive. I know you're the boy here, but tell me honestly, which of us would you say is the natural dominant?"

Ashley thought for a long moment, struggling to fight with the evident truth. "You are mom."

"Good, I'm glad you can see that, and there's nothing at all wrong with being more naturally submissive, honestly, I'm guessing that your type is strong, powerful women, am I right?"

Ashley had never really thought about it before as he would have taken any woman he could get, but after spending so much time with Ava he was forced to agree and nodded his head.

"Then why would we waste time letting you practice the traditional male role when that isn't what you want anyway? Trust me, this makes far more sense. Now let's get freshened up so I can take you out to dinner sweetie."

Back in their suite Ashley decided to remain in his yoga clothes as he didn't exactly have a wide selection of outfits to choose from, but Ava wanted to dress up. She made him look away as she stripped out of her clothes and into a bra and panties, but then she let him turn around and watch while she tried on a few different dresses. Seeing his mom in just her bra and panties drove Ashley wild, but she reminded him that they had to get more comfortable around each other if they were going to stay in the Honeymoon Suite together all month.

Their second date went much like the first. Ava took the lead, pulling out Ashley's chair, ordering both of their meals, and driving the conversation. Ashley loved every minute of it, not having to think too hard or make his own choices, just getting to bask in Ava's glow and enjoy good food and better conversation at their private beach side table as they shared a bottle of chilled champagne. Maybe he didn't need to worry about being the 'boy', if he could find a woman like this to make him hers. But a nagging doubt remained at the back of his mind having seen Ava with Ajani and other staff members at the Pink Lotus. They certainly had no shortage of dominant energy, and he'd seen the way that Ava melted into their arms. Were there really women that wanted a submissive guy like him, or did he need to be more like them?

On the way back to their suite at the end of the date, Ashley finally got up the nerve to ask the question that had been bouncing around in his head the whole meal.

"Mom, let's say I wanted to be more dominant, how would I do it?"

"Sweetie, I don't think it's something you can really practice. Some people have that confident aggressive energy, and others just don't."

"But like right now, if I'd just taken a girl on a date and it had gone well, and I wanted to show that confident energy, what would I do? Ask her for a kiss?"

"Hmm, if I'd taken someone on a second date, and we were really connecting," Ava said with a smile as she turned to face Ashley. "I'm not going to ask for a kiss, I'm going to take them like this and..."

As she spoke Ava wrapped her arms around Ashley and swept him off his feet, pulling him suddenly into her body in a way that left him scrabbling for footing. Then she leaned down, taking advantage of the additional inches of height her high heels gave her over her slightly shorter son, and planted her lips firmly on his. Ashley struggled for a moment, still off balance and trying to get his feet under him, then melted back into Ava's arms as she held him in a long, lingering kiss. Her lips felt so soft and warm, and he could smell her perfume swirling around his head as he surrendered himself to her, slowly moving his lips in response to hers. He had no way of knowing how long it had been when she finally broke away and looked down into his eyes as they reopened.

"That's the kind of dominant energy that can't be taught, sweetie. But thank you for another lovely date. Now let's get ready for bed."

Ava once again wore her forest green romper, but she insisted that Ashley wear new pajamas as the satin shorts she'd given him had dried crusty stains on the inside from the 'wet dream' Ashley had had the night before. Ashley was too embarrassed to admit that he hadn't had a wet dream, and that the stains were the result of the uncontrollable streams of precum he'd oozed last night due to Ava's thigh rubbing over his crotch as she enjoyed the smoothness of their legs, so he took the pink satin romper she offered him without complaint, noting that at least it still sorta had shorts built into it and wasn't really any girlier than the clothes he'd been wearing all day. And besides, Ava seemed to really like the idea of them matching.

And so just a few days after arriving at the Pink Lotus as his mother's honeymoon plus one, Ashley found himself spooning her in their shared bed while wearing a borrowed pink satin romper that he had to admit felt divine against his now smooth skin. Ava's ass was nestled firmly into Ashley's crotch, but was surprised to find that in spite of his now constant state of arousal he was only sporting a half-chub. He was as horny as he'd ever been in his life, and his blue balls ached for relief, but he guessed that after being so aroused for so long his penis must be exhausted. Any worry on that front was quickly forgotten as he relaxed into his position, enjoying cuddling Ava as had become their nightly routine.

His hand was draped loosely over her, fingertips brushing against the soft fabric loosely hanging against her tummy, as he ruminated on what she'd said about dominant energy. Was it really something you were either born with or didn't have? Ashley tried to think of what Ajani or the other black studs at the Pink Lotus would do if they were in his position. They wouldn't just be laying there, they'd be grabbing at Ava, taking her body, seizing what they wanted. They'd be grabbing her big tits and squeezing them, making her moan. But he couldn't do that, could he? He didn't dare. But her breasts were right there, just inches from his hands. It would be so easy to just...

Suddenly finding his courage, Ashley quickly moved his hand up and took hold of Ava's boob through her romper, marveling at it's size as his delicate hand couldn't even get halfway around it. He'd never touched a girl's boobs before, and now he was squeezing the most perfect one he'd ever seen. But just as quickly as Ashley found his courage, he lost it, panicking at what he'd just done and frantically starting to pull his hand down and away. But just as he did Ava's hand caught his and pressed it firmly back down to her chest.

"Mmmmm, that's nice sweetie," Ava mumbled sleepily. "thanks for cuddling with me, goodnight."

Ashley wasn't sure what to do. His initial panic at what Ava would do melting into confusion that she seemed to have no issue with him touching her that way. And based on the firm pressure with which she held his hand in place wasn't actually willing to let him stop. Under the pressure of her hand he couldn't really move his, even to squeeze or massage her breast, and was forced to hold it still, pressed deeply into her soft chest even as he felt her nipple hardening under his palm. Somehow with her hand holding his in place the situation had shifted from him confidently making a move to her exerting her understated dominance, and instead of a sexual advance it felt more like he was continuing in the role their yoga session and their date had made clear he belonged in: supporting his beautiful mother.

~~~~~ Day 4: They're Just Boobs ~~~~~

The next morning Ashley didn't awaken suddenly, instead gradually coming conscious in slow stages like he was floating gently through warm pink clouds. He was vaguely aware of a warm and comforting presence next to him, soft curves pressing against his body and under his hand. Then the presence pulled away, pressing him further towards wakefulness as he mourned the loss and wished subconsciously to remain cocooned together forever. The smell of her lingered, and he buried his face in her pillow, breathing in her divine scent, salving his wounded soul in her absence. Then he heard the rushing of water as the shower turned on, and Ashley came fully awake as he recalled the idea he'd had the previous morning of waking up earlier to peek on his mother as she showered.

He hesitated in bed for a moment, listening to the running water while imagining what Ava's voluptuous MILF body would look like, slick and wet with water dripping all around it. He had to see. Even if she was his mother, she was the most beautiful woman he'd ever known, and the kiss she'd given him last night had been the most perfect moment of his life. He knew that they couldn't actually be together in the way he wanted deep inside, but he could dream and at least take a look, and maybe he could even finally deal with his blue balls after days of always being together.

Ashley slipped out of bed and slid the spaghetti straps of his pink satin romper back up on his shoulders as he walked past Ava's matching forest green romper in a heap on the floor. Even though it felt a little weird at first, he had to admit that the girly pajamas were really, really comfortable, and he liked the way the satin brushed against his newly sensitive hairless skin, especially around his chest. Lost in thought, Ashley wasn't paying enough attention, and bumped into the nightstand, clattering things around.

"Ashley sweetie, is that you?" Ava called out from the shower as she shut the water off. "Be a dear and see if Mommy's package is at the door, you may open it and lay my things out on the bed while I towel off."

Ashley cursed his bad luck, but obeyed without hesitation, walking over to the front door of their suite and opening it to pickup the waiting package from the resort store. He didn't realize until after he was walking back to the bed with it that if anyone had been looking they would have seen him wearing his mother's lingerie as pajamas. He quickly opened the package and laid out the clothes inside on the bed as he'd been instructed. There were two pairs of booty shorts made from a turquoise fabric with a bright floral print of red and yellow roses, hibiscus, and other tropical flowers. All around they had hot pink trim on the hem and waistband, and Ashley couldn't wait to see Ava wearing them. There were also two matching hot pink sports bras, although only one looked like it could contain Ava's huge tits. He'd just finished getting everything laid out on their bed when Ava emerged from the bathroom tightly wrapped up in her bathrobe.

"Thank you sweetie, I'm so glad to see the clothes I ordered us arrived so soon!"

"For us?" Ashley gulped nervously, realizing suddenly why one of the sports bras was so small. "I can't wear those!"

"Don't be such a stick in the mud, of course you can! We have our second hot yoga session today, and remember how sweaty we got in our regular workout clothes? Now, you may go take your shower while I get dressed, then you'll try these on so I can see how they fit you. Chop chop, we don't want to be late!"

Ashley scurried to the bathroom and stepped out of his satin romper and into the shower. He could not believe that Ava was going to make him wear that outfit, but at the same time he was excited to see her wearing it. Those shorts were tight and high cut enough that she have half her ass hanging out. And he was sure that Ajani would approve of them. He started imagining wearing those shorts while being guided into poses by the powerful yogi, their bodies pressing together in the warmth of the yoga studio. Ashley raised one hand to his chest, massaging at the swollen area that he thought must have been from yesterday's without, then reached his other soapy hand down to his stiff erection, determined to finally relieve the pressure. But then he heard Ava's voice calling to him from her makeup table, telling him to hurry up or they'd be late. Grumbling to himself, Ashley shut off the water and toweled off, putting on his robe then turning to see the biggest surprise of his young life.

Ava was sitting in front of the mirror applying her foundation while wearing her new floral booty shorts and nothing else. Her perfect breasts were fully exposed, jutting out from her chest with just the perfect degree of stately sagging, showing their plush softness even as they remained near-impossibly perky for their size and her age. They were squeezed between her arms as she continued to casually put on her makeup, forming a deep valley of cleavage, and in the center of each was a perfect pink nipple, large as such things go, but small given the overall size of her breasts, and just right to make Ashley's mouth water.

"Mom... You're ummmm... You're not wearing a top right now," Ashley finally managed to blurt out while forcing himself to turn away his lustful gaze.

"Oh right, I meant to mention that," Ava replied casually as if nothing were out of the ordinary. "I know we'd agreed on wearing at least our underwear around the room, but sports bras are just so constricting when you have big tits like me, you wouldn't understand with that flat chest of yours. So I decided that just panties would be fine for the two of us."

"So... you're fine with me seeing your breasts?" Ashley asked tentatively as he slowly turned back to face Ava.

"Of course I am sweetie, it's so silly how much society sexualizes them, they're just boobs. There wasn't anything sexual about you cuddling Mommy's boob last night, that was just you being sweet as always. Here, if it helps, you can touch them now if you'd like."

Ashley couldn't believe what he was hearing, but he also couldn't let an opportunity like that pass. He stepped forwards slowly, as if wary of a trap, his eyes fixed on Ava's bare chest. She stood to face him, her breasts jiggling hypnotically as she did, and he extended his arms out, coming just shy of touching them. Ava eventually grew impatient, and took each of her son's delicate hands in her own, pressing them into herself.

"See, they're just boobs," she said with a laugh. "And if you think about it, I grew them for you, why shouldn't you get to see them and hold them? Besides, it's not like they're really all that different from your chest, just a bigger version of the same body part."

As Ava spoke she snaked her arms into Ashley's bathrobe, traced her fingers over his chest, and lightly scraped her fingernails against his nipples. They'd grown puffy and sensitive over the past few days, with the skin around them seeming warm and swollen. The touch sent sparks of electricity surging through Ashley's body, causing him to moan at the sensation. His reaction just made Ava want to play with him more, clamping his sensitive nipples between her fingers and pulling.

"See sweetie, there's nothing sexual about them, they're just boobs. Now go get dressed, and I'll see you in a minute when I'm done with my makeup."

Ashley walked away quickly, eager to hide his sudden boner and wondering when his chest had gotten so sensitive and why having his nipples pinched had made him suddenly so erect. His penis had been acting so strangely, thankfully not getting too hard even when holding his mom's bare tits in spite of how horny he was, but then immediately standing tall between the folds of his robe as soon as she repaid the favor and played with his nipples.

Knowing that he couldn't very well wear panties with his new shorts without showing off his panty lines (or, honestly, showing off his panties with how high the legs were cut on the shorts), Ashley decided to again do without and stepped directly into them, tucking his dwindling erection back and away into the thankfully strongly elastic fabric. Then he turned over his new sports bra in his hands. In a way it wasn't that different than the racerback tank he'd worn the day before, just revealing a little more skin, but in another way it was entirely different. Tanks could be for boys or girls, even if the cute one he'd worn yesterday had been a definitely girly cut. But bras were for girls. Girls with boobs. And even though Ava had said that their chests were really the same thing, just in different sizes, he wasn't ready to accept that.

He was still turning his new bra over in his hands and pondering when he heard Ava walking in behind him and turned around to see. She was absolutely radiant, with her hair and makeup fully done and still wearing nothing but her new booty shorts. Ashley hadn't really gotten the chance to see them with her sitting, but now he could see how tightly they stretched across her and how high they were cut on the sides, exposing her legs nearly up to her hips. And her breasts. Oh goddess her breasts. They'd been beautiful when she was sitting still, but now swaying and jiggling freely with her every step, Ashley felt his heart leap as he instantly knew he'd never seen anything so beautiful before in his life.

"You know, I said it was fine for you to look at my tits sweetie," Ava said in a playfully scolding tone, "But maybe you could look me in the eyes every once in a while too."

"Oh, sorry Mom," Ashley said as he struggled to pull his eyes up to meet hers. "It's just that you look hot. Like really hot."

"Awww, you're so sweet buttering me up like that, you look hot too you know, those shorts look great on you, spin around and let me see that cute little tush of yours."

Ashley did as he was told, turning for Ava to inspect and jumping a little when she delivered a playful swat to the exposed underside of his cheeks.

"Love it, and I'm sure Ajani will too. Now, let's finish getting dressed and we can go meet up with him!"

Ava pulled on her sports bra and carefully arranged her breasts inside it, then looked at Ashley expectantly as he continued to hold his in his hands.

"Come on sweetie, put your bra on so we can get going," Ava said impatiently.

"Mom, do I have to?" Ashley protested.

"Yes, of course you do. Your little boy boobies may not be handfuls, but you still can't just go out topless."

"Boy boobies!?! What the hell mom?"

"Look at yourself Ashley, you've got to admit you've got a little jiggle there on your chest, and I'm not saying it's a bad thing, I think they're kinda cute. And to be honest I bet you'd find a nice supportive bra to be comfy."

"Okay, this is insane. I don't need any support, I can just wear my shirt from yesterday."

Ava pouted, jutting out her lower lip and batting her eyes at Ashley.

"Please sweetie, can you do it for me? I know you've already done so much for me on this trip, and I've had such a lovely time with you, but you know I've always wanted a daughter, and since you've been dressing so much more cutely I thought it would be fun for us to wear matching outfits, just for today."

That was a lot for Ashley to take in and process. He had gone along with wearing gradually girlier clothes initially from necessity and then from the steady stream of positive affirmations from his mother. And to be honest, once he'd gotten over the stigma, he'd actually enjoyed it. But hearing that Ava imply that he could be like a daughter to her made him uneasy. He'd been happier than ever before the past few days as their relationship grew into something new and beautiful, but in his heart he secretly hoped for it to continue evolving into something romantic, not acting like the daughter she wished for. But maybe if it brought him closer to Ava then it was worth it?

"If you do it for me then we can go on a third date," Ava offered. "You know that's a special one..."

Ashley's mind short-circuited at the implication, and without hesitation he pulled on his first bra. It was awkward and difficult to get the strange piece of clothing over his head and shoulders, but Ava was right there to help him, and in short order the two were fully dressed in their matching outfits. They set off walking across the resort, holding hands as they usually did now, and Ashley swiftly noticed two things.

First, unsurprisingly Ava was right. While he still didn't like the idea of him having 'boy boobies', there was no denying that his chest was swollen and tender and his nipples had grown puffy and sensitive with odd hard lumps underneath, and even if they weren't boobs it turned out that having them snugly supported in a soft, comfortable bra did feel nice. Second, Ashley noticed that he was starting to attract attention, especially from the large black men in their tight white uniforms that staffed the Pink Lotus. He was used to all eyes, but especially men's, being fixed on his hot mom when they walked together, but he was pretty sure that now at least a handful of them were actually checking him out! Ava had said he looked hot, and with the natural sway in his step ever since Ajani had helped to open his hips he could feel his booty swaying as he walked. At first Ashley's reaction was to get upset as he always did when mistaken for a girl, but then he started to enjoy the attention. It's not like he'd ever actually do anything with the guys checking him out, but in a way it was kinda flattering, and he found himself deliberately adding a little extra sway to his steps to give them a show. Those manly hunks with their big bulges on display would be so embarrassed to know they were checking out a dude's ass!

When they arrived at the spa the receptionist greeted them with a smile and presented Ashley with a coconut filled to the brim with his warm, frothy, creamy drink. He slipped his hand from Ava's and rushed forward to take it, eagerly tilting his head back and downing the first half in one long swallowing chug before coming up for air. Ashley looked back sheepishly at Ava as she chided him for his unladylike behavior and wiped the residual cream from around his mouth before holding out her fingers for him to lick clean. The eroticism of that act combined with the usual rush of energy he felt from the coconut cream drink made Ashley let the 'unladylike' comment pass without complaint, although he did take care to enjoy the rest of his beverage as the receptionist led them to the yoga studio in smaller sips. Before they stepped into the room Ashley thanked her for having the drink ready, and she offered that she could have another prepared for after his yoga session if he'd like. He eagerly accepted her offer, regretting his rudeness to towards her when they first met.

Ajani was waiting for them when they entered the studio, greeting each with a 'Namaste'. He was once again wearing a pair of skin-fitting trunks that left little to the imagination other than just how far his bulge would extend if released from their confines, and he praised Ava and Ashley on their choice of outfits as they would be able to get the most from their hot yoga session if they were wearing as little as possible. He explained that the progressions he'd planned for them today were usually used for couples yoga, but that he thought given the special bond that Ava and Ashley clearly shared they would take well to the intimacy.

What followed was a blur of hot breath and warm sweaty flesh as Ajani moved Ava and Ashley through position after position. As the flower from movement to movement, Ashley and Ava's bodies were entwined in every configuration, each supporting the other. And at every step Ajani was there, guiding them deeper with his strong hands. His touch set Ashley's heart racing, his swollen hips and chest had grown so sensitive and the yogi didn't seem to care for personal boundaries, lifting, pressing, and holding whatever part of his student's bodies he needed to correct their stance. From his close proximity Ashley could tell that Ava felt the same way, her eyes rolling back as she melted into Ajani's strong touch. But as the session went on, Ajani faded further and further into the background of their minds, as Ashley and Ava became entirely focused on one another, connecting on the physical level but also the spiritual as they gazed deeply into each other's eyes. In the final pose their faces were just inches apart, and Ashley's thoughts went back to their kiss the night before. He licked his lips and leaned forward slightly, hoping wildly that Ava would kiss him again. Ava meanwhile saw what he wanted and knew that she shouldn't, that last night had been a mistake, but also that her son's lips were so soft and full and he looked so cute waiting there, begging for her. Then the issue was forced by Ajani's hands on the back of each of their heads, pressing them together until their lips met and they each tasted the warm salt of the others perspiration as they kissed.

"Good, good," Ajani said. "The lovers pose should end with affection, even if you are not traditional lovers, it is clear that you share a strong bond together."

Ava finally broke off the kiss, then extricated herself from the pose and turned to thank Ajani for another incredible session.

"I was actually wondering if we could thank you properly tonight over dinner. We have a lovely beach side table, and I'm sure the staff wouldn't mind setting another place if you'd be willing to join us."

"But mom!" Ashley immediately protested. "You promised we would... you know... have our third date if I wore this."

"Oh we will sweetie, that can wait until tomorrow night. Don't be so rude to Ajani, after the spiritual journey he's taken us on. Come now, I insist, you will join us for dinner, won't you?"

"It would be my pleasure," Ajani replied, "to dine with two such beautiful people."

Ashley's only consolation for his shattered plans to have his third date with Ava that night was the warm coconut cream drink waiting for him at the reception desk on their way out of the spa.

That evening as promised the three met for dinner on the beach. Ajani was dressed sharply, wearing a colorful open fronted shirt that showed off his muscular abs and pecs and a tight pair of white linen shorts. Ajani complimented both Ashley and Ava on their tremendous progress in their yoga practice, but then spent most of the rest of the meal focused entirely on Ava, leaving Ashley feeling like the third wheel. He watched like a fly on the wall as Ava laughed and smiled at Ajani's jokes and listened with rapt attention to his stories. On their dates Ava had naturally taken the lead in the conversation, but now she took the back seat, gladly letting Ajani set the tone. At the end of the meal he thanked Ava for her hospitality and offered her his card, letting her know that he offered private lessons if she ever needed to be stretched out.

As they walked back to their suite after bidding Ajani goodnight, Ashley stewed over how the evening had gone, and voiced his frustrations as they entered the room.

"That sucked Mom, I wore the stupid bra for you so that we could..."

His voice gave out as Ava turned to face him and removed her sports bra in one smooth motion, dropping it to the floor.

"Oh thank god," she moaned, "That thing was killing me and the girls needed to breathe! What were you saying sweetie?"

Ashley's mouth went dry as he stared at Ava's exposed breasts, and it took him a minute to gather himself enough to speak.

"Umm, I just thought that we were going to have our third date tonight, but instead you and Ajani were all over each other."

"Aww, did my little guy feel all left out?" Ava cooed. "Come here sweetie."

Ava gathered Ashley close into a hug, pressing her bare breasts against his sports bra. His newly sensitive nipples went hard inside the soft fabric, and he felt like somehow his chest had grown even more swollen during the day.

"Ajani was a lovely dinner companion, but you know that you're my number one relationship right now, don't you? Let's forget the whole thing and just get ready for bed, okay?"

It was impossible to argue with Ava as her breasts short circuited every bit of Ashley's brain, so he simply nodded his head, and the two changed into their matching satin rompers and slipped into bed. They lay there for a few minutes before Ashley broke the silence.

"Can I at least get my goodnight kiss?" he asked petulantly.

Ava responded with a flurry of movement, rolling over on top of Ashley and straddling him. For a moment he thought his wet dreams were coming true, but then Ava hooked her feet between his thighs, forcing his legs out wide, and grasped each of his wrists, pinning his arms above his head in a mad scramble. He reflexively tried to resist, but even though she was only a little taller than him she outweighed him by a decent amount and had the element of surprise, and in seconds she had him fully pinned under her to the bed. Ashley stopped resisting, and Ava started to slowly lean in, causing him to close his eyes and pucker his lips. But then nothing happened.

"Not tonight you greedy little boy," Ava whispered. "You should have been more polite to Mommy's date."

Then Ava relaxed, releasing her hold and snuggling in with half her body laying on top of Ashley's and her head resting on his shoulder.

"Goodnight sweetie," she said sweetly. "Just remember that no matter who Mommy goes on dates with, you're the one that I will always come home to."