Mom's Baby Makin' Vacation Ch. 01

That day started out like every day, with me on my knees in front of Hank's throbbing prick. I wanted another baby - Hubby liked fucking my mouth and ass more than my pussy.

But I loved giving head, ever since I was a senior cheerleader. The football team called me Cum Gums. All my friends laughed. "Girl, you are what you eat - and you're made out of cum!"

I sucked hubby's balls, tickling his pee hole with my tongue. Hank squeezed my chubby tits, then shoved his cock into my mouth. "Deepthroat it Jeana, just like I taught you!"

Opening wide, I took his prick down to my tonsils. Hank believed HE taught me how to deepthroat... Ha, of course he didn't! I sucked and lolled my tongue along his rigid shaft, playing with his hairy balls.

Hank groaned, gripping my ponytail as he pumped in and out of my mouth, packing it with cockmeat. I choked but kept sucking like a pro. Soon Hank's boner swelled and I got ready to swallow.

His dick spurted - wads of cum filled my mouth! Ungh! I tried to pull back, but Hank held my head, spewing hard, emptying his dick down my throat. I gagged and swallowed - as fast as I could. After the last burst I pulled away, feeling the cum slime slide down my throat.

As usual, Hubby wiped his prick off with my blonde ponytail. Then Hank pulled up his pants and ran out the door. I yelled, "Hubby, when you get back we'll work on baby making."

"Dammit Jeana, I don't want another baby."

"Yes you do asshole. Fuck you later!"

Oh well. Dropping my gown, I admired my sexy self in the mirror. Flowing blonde hair, jade green eyes, jumbo boobs, inch-thick nips, and a vee of golden pubes pointing to my glistening pink slit.

"And don't forget those puffy red, Fuck-Me lips." I blew myself a hot kiss. "You sexy beast."

Hell. I didn't need my frikin' husband to get pregnant. Any dick will do... BUT it had to be a guy who looked like Hank. Brown eyes, brown hair, and tall as a pile of shit.

Babies need to look like their dads. So Daddy doesn't kill them.

That night I needed a hard drink and a stiff dick. So I poured myself into a bright red, skin-tight dress. A 'Fuck-Me dress' to go with my 'Fuck-Me lips.' I went to a local dive bar, hoping to hook up with a virile cock.

It wasn't really cheating... I just needed a sperm donor.

Sitting at the bar, I wiggled my sexy ass. Guys circled around me like pussy vultures. One dude was tall with brown hair. And he was handsome as hell... my pussy purred.

I gave him that 'Fuck-Me look' and lifted my skirt, flashing a peek of my freshly shaved pussy. The big guy took the bait. He raced over. "Hi, I'm Rick."

"Great. A name that rhymes with Dick. I'm Jeana, er... I mean Lola."

"Lola you're the hottest gal here." He winked. "Hey, this bar has a new drink called, 'A Screaming Orgasm.' Do you want one?"

"HELL YES I DO! But not the drink. There's a motel across the street."

"Wow babe. You don't beat around the bush."

"No, I shaved my bush. Check it out." I moved his hand under my skirt, rubbing my baby smooth twat. "It's all yours Dick-Head. Let's fuck!"

Hurrying into the motel room, I ripped off my dress and lay in bed, naked and waiting. Rick just stood there with his mouth open.

"Dude - get your cock out and get hard. No condom!"

"What's the hurry slut?"

"I'm not a slut, I just like fucking. And I have to get fucked and get home before my husband does."

Rick shook his head and unzipped, pulling out his impressive boner. "Wow Rick, that's the way I like my dicks - thick and meaty."

"Spread your legs skank." I spread wide and willingly. Rick pressed his boner along my furrow and punched into my wet cunt.

"Oh yes," I grunted as the big cock fucked in and out, going deep into my tunnel... It felt soo good.

Grabbing my ankles, Rick lifted my feet up to my ears and fucked harder. Bouncing me up and down on the squeaky bed. "Whoa dude, for a dick-head you sure know how to screw."

"Yep, I love screwing sluts." Grabbing my tits like fuck handles, Rick pounded even deeper, with his balls slapping my ass. I felt a that tingle in my thighs as my pussy burned. Then his prick hit the bottom of my cunt!

"Oh, my god!" My back arched up - I screamed. "I'm cumming... I'm cumming!!!"

Rick was about to spew. Then he said something surprising. "Are you on the pill?"

"Um, no dude. I... I wanna get pregnant."

"Nope. Nope. Nope. No baby for this boner." Rick flipped me over, belly down, butt up.

"Wait Sir! I don't like anal sex."

"You'll like this bitch. I'm gonna ream out your sweet ass!"

"Stop it Rick, that's rape."

He laughed. "It ain't rape if you just had a screaming orgasm."

"Oh yes, a lovely orgasm." I closed my eyes, ready to be sodomized. His fat knob thrust in hard, with my acorn-size asshole stretching around his shaft. Rick fucked faster and deeper - his rigid tool pounded up my anal tunnel.

"Ohh... Takes this shank!!" Rick groaned, grabbed my hips and spewed. I felt blasts of hot jism flooding my bowels. I lay there shaking my head. "What a frikin' waste of sperm."

The guy pulled up his pants, kissed my sweet ass and left. Yep. Men always Cum and Go.

I waddled back home with my reamed-out anus throbbing. Fucking Rick didn't work out well, but I still needed a baby. And lots of horny guys noticed my hot-as-fuck body.

Unfortunately my horny-as-fuck son noticed too. Clay would 'accidentally' touch my thighs or peek at my swaying boobs when I bent over.

Sometimes, when I was at the stove, Clay came up behind me to 'help cook.' He cooked by rubbing his hard cock against my bubble butt. Jesus, the boy had a constant boner.

****

That afternoon Clay ran inside panting, and almost knocked me over with a tit-squishing hug. "Mom your boobs are so plump. Are you pregnant?"

"Not yet but I'm trying to get knocked up... You know... Riding the bony pony."

"GROSS MOM!" He pulled out two tickets to Puerta Vallarta. "Look, I won these at work! Let's you and me go on a tropical vacation. Moonlight, margaritas and magic."

"What? I can't... what about your father? Son, just go to Mexico by yourself."

"NO! Dad's always gone on business trips." He rubbed my thigh. "Mom, when was the last time you had some REAL fun in the sun? Come with me. Come."

The word 'come' made me nervous. My green eyes looked up at Clay. He'd grown into a handsome devil... Six foot-two of solid stud. Clay made the guys jealous and the girls juicy.

Then I realized it - Clay looked just like his father! Hmm... maybe my son could donate something...

I shoved the tickets in my bra. "You're right Sonny boy, I need to come. I need to come on vacation and you need to get laid!"

"Hell yes I do. Abso- fucking- lutely!"

***

The trip to Mexico was amazing... until we reached the hotel. I walked into the room and took a step back. "What-the-fuck? A king-sized bed, not two queens? Clay did you do this?"

"No Ma'am. It was that way on the tickets."

"B-but sleeping in the same bed with you will feel sinful... and so slutty."

"Chill out Mom. We're both adults." Clay brought out some Mexican beer. We drank until we both had a good buzz. Then he wedged into his swim trunks... Clay's huge lump stuck out like a codpiece.

Wow. My drunken mind fantasized about riding that rigid cock and I scolded myself. 'Dammit, Clay's your fucking son! Oopsy. I should never say fucking and son in the same sentence...' Taboo tingles zipped from my tits to my twat.

"Hey Mom, let's hit the beach. Put on your sexy bikini."

In the bathroom I squeezed into my teeny-weenie bikini, but it was too small. Obviously the bikini had shrunk. Ha!

My jumbo boobs bulged out of the top, and the skimpy bikini bottom wedged into my crack. "Ouch!" I tried to unwedge my cunt while duck-walking out of the bathroom.

Clay grinned. "Wow Mother. Your jugs are gonna pop out, and I love that cute camel toe. Since your bikini's too small you should swim naked - Flash those boobzillas."

"Shut your face!" I flipped him off and ran down to the beach with my ass wiggling. Clay followed after me like a horn-dog. All teenage boys are horn-dogs.

As I tanned, I felt Clay's hungry stare and covered my bulging chest. But I wasn't able to unwedge my camel toe. Damn.

After tanning for an hour I couldn't stand my bikini bottom. It was razor-wire pussy-floss. "Ouch!" Waddling back to my room I changed into a summer skirt, then realized something was missing - Shit, I'd forgotten to pack my panties!

Good moms wear panties. But all I had was sweaty pantyhose from the trip.

I needed a stiff drink. Me and Sonny headed to the cantina. Clay waved at the bartender. "Hey tequila guy. Dos margaritas, por favor."

"Si senor. And would your sexy girlfriend like salt on the rims?"

I blushed. "Um no, he's not my -"

"Yes please!" Clay giggled. "My babe loves to lick salty things - especially in bed." Clay winked and I slapped his face off.

"I'm not your babe - I'm your mother! How dare you embarrass me like that!!"

"Hey, it ain't my fault you got bimbo boobs and an awesome booty."

"My booty is awesome? Well then, okay Clay. But it makes me feel really weird..." I laughed. "You're not my date - you're my dumb-ass son."

Clay grinned and I felt his hand on my leg, creeping up my thigh. I tried to push it away but the bartender came over with the margaritas. He winked at me. "Pretty senorita, I need to see ID to be sure you're old enough."

"Old enough for what?"

"Old enough to drink tequila."

"OH FUCK!" I showed my ID.

"Ah sí senorita. You're old enough to Drink and to Fuck. I hope you have much of both tonight." He flashed a toothless grin. "But remember pretty lady, too much tequila makes a very sore pussy."

My son laughed. "Did you hear that!?"

"Yes dear. Mommy knows all about tequila and sore twats."