Beth was quite pleased with herself as she admired her friend Pam in the lightweight sundress she had picked out for her at the airport boutique. Beth had wanted to show her appreciation for being invited on the trip, and had not let Pam talk her out of buying a new dress for each of them.
"You look fabulous." Beth had told Pam only minutes earlier.
She had used all her powers of persuasion to convince Pam the thin, cotton blend dress was not too revealing. The spaghetti strap style didn't lend itself to wearing a bra. Although Pam and Beth had both seen Amy and other young girls proudly exhibiting their lacy bra straps beneath various articles of clothing, it was not a fashion statement either of them found attractive.
Pam had turned to view her body from every angle possible in the dressing room mirrors, and she had finally agreed with Beth that the additional lining across the chest of the dark purple dress made if difficult to see Pam's nipples pressed against the material. Pam's concern with her breast kept her from noticing that the protective lining did not extend beneath her chest. Plus, the pink and lavender flower print was so busy, even Beth didn't notice that with the proper lighting, Pam's black French cut panties were somewhat visible through the knee length dress.
"I can't believe I let you talk me into these things," Pam had said as they stood before the cashier. "But at least as long as I am standing next to you, no one will notice if I am wearing a bra or not. Aren't you self conscious at all about your nipples poking through like that, not to mention I can actually tell you are wearing a thong if I look hard enough."
"Well, then don't look so hard," Beth laughed, she had known exactly the image she portrayed in the solid yellow sundress, similar in style to Pam's. "You need to loosen up some girlfriend, we are on vacation! We're going to the Bahamas, where nobody will know us, and furthermore, we will probably be considered prudish by comparison to the college girls running around, partying their way through spring break. Besides, why have we been busting our tails in the gym for the last three years? I'll tell you why, it is so we can wear dresses like these, and look damn good doing it."
Pam wasn't yet sure if she was ready to run at Beth's pace, but she decided a sexy little vacation dress was within her bounds, and as they left the boutique, she began to say to Beth, "Okay, you win, I .."
"OH my God! Look at you two, you look totally hot!" Amy exclaimed from 15 feet away, interrupting her mother in mid-sentence.
Ron could not have agreed more with his girlfriend, and did not even realize he was hungrily staring at the two older women before him.
Noticing the look of teenage lust on his face, Beth leaned next to Pam as the two teenagers approached, whispering, "I take back what I said earlier, I don't think Ron is thinking we are prudish at all." They both giggled as Pam gave her friend a gentle elbow to the ribs, signaling her to be quiet.
Beth had noticed Ron staring at Pam's ass in the car on the trip down but she hadn't thought much of it at the time. Pam did have a superb ass, and it was not at all uncommon for the young guys at the gym to position themselves for optimal views of both Beth and Pam as they worked out. Beth had noticed that while Pam was aware of, and maybe even enjoyed the stares her body garnered, she definitely didn't solicit the leering eyes of the men and boys at the gym to the degree Beth did.
Beth had discovered since her divorce that she really got a thrill from knowing her body was being admired from across the gym. She had never admitted it to anyone, but sometimes when she went to workout by herself, she would wear one of her older sports bras that showed quite a bit of cleavage when she bent forward, and a pair of short, somewhat baggy jogging shorts, without any tights or panties. She would go straight to the weight machines and begin bending and stretching through her workout, and like clockwork, several young guys (it seemed the younger ones were more obvious about it anyway) would begin to take positions on the surrounding machinery. The mirror-lined-walls allowed them to spy her from several angles and she knew every time she bent forward they could see most of her tanned breasts spilling over the sports bra. And the more she worked out, the more she sweated, until the thin, light gray bra became discolored from her perspiration, and her stiffening nipples would become visible.
She also knew that many of the exercises caused her loose fitting shorts to gape open, allowing her voyeuristic audience a brief glimpse of her sparse, blond pubic hair. The knowledge that she was likely causing their young dicks to test the confines of their jock straps, was a major turn on to Beth. On more than one occasion she had gone straight to the locker room shower stall, where she would bring herself to orgasm with her fingers, thinking about all the stiff young cocks she had inspired only minutes earlier.
Ron's eyes had initially locked dead onto Beth's nipples pressing through the yellow dress, like any good teenage boy would. Only after his gaze had wandered down her body, did he realize he could faintly make out the white panties rising up from Beth's crotch and across her hips. He allowed his eyes to roam quickly down her long tanned legs before trailing back up to her sexily displayed breasts, then finally upward to her face, angelically framed by her shoulder length blonde hair.
Amy was making over her mother, having her pose and turn for her inspection, and neither of them noticed how Ron had given Beth the once over. But Beth had been paying particular attention, curious if the shy young boyfriend of Amy's would be able to keep from gawking at her the way she would have expected most any man with a pulse to do. She looked away from his face before he saw her observing his reaction.
"Wow Beth, good job, you must have really sold mom hard to get her to wear this." Amy read the look of concern on her mother's face and added, "Don't get me wrong mom, you look great. I am just thrilled you decided to flaunt your form some, I mean you work your butt off at the gym, you should be proud enough to show it a little. Doesn't she look great Ron?"
Ron wasn't quite prepared to be drawn into this conversation, for he had in fact been taking the opportunity to admire Pam much the way he had given Beth the once over seconds earlier. He wanted to answer Amy that her mom, and Beth for that matter, were probably the two sexiest women he had ever seen, but instead, he tried to quickly come up with an acceptable response, "Yeah, you look .well what I mean to say is , .that dress is.well.. really pretty, it makes you , ..ah..look.."
"Great?" Amy finished his sentence for him, while at the same time punching him in the arm. "Get a grip Ron. See mom, your so hot even Ron is speechless." And then she hit him again, jokingly saying, "Looking at my mom like that, you should be ashamed." All three laughed at Ron, and he decided not to try to defend himself, but to remain quiet before he really said something to make Amy mad at him. Pam told an excited Amy that Beth had insisted on buying her a new dress as well, and they quickly headed back into the store.
As Pam and Amy walked away, Beth said to Ron in a voice soft enough the others would not hear, "So, I guess I can interpret your prolonged stare from before as an approval? .Or do you see something wrong with my dress?" and as she spoke, Beth ran her hands down along her rib cage and waist, pulling the dress tight down across her body.
For an instance, Ron's eyes involuntarily followed the path of Beth's hands, then his head snapped back to meet her face. "Ah, no, .er,.. I mean yes,." Ron could feel the bl**d rushing into his face as he stammered around, "I am sorry, I, ah, well, I think it looks very nice. Um..I am sorry I was staring, I didn't mean to, I just, well, I didn't really, you know, know I was, you know." Ron rambled, trying to save himself from complete embarrassment. He noticed the briefest of grins cross Beth's face as he spoke.
"Well, you know," she couldn't keep from laughing a little as the word 'know' came across her lips, "I know what your are trying to say," she suppressed yet another giggle, "thanks and don't apologize, if I didn't like to be stared at now and then, I sure as hell wouldn't dress like this, now would I?" and with that statement, Beth tussled Ron's hair like he was a grade school k** being told how cute he was, and turned to join the other girls in the store.
Beth could almost feel Ron's eyes on her ass as she sauntered past the racks of dresses, eventually moving from his line of sight. She was thinking to herself how much fun she could have with such a timid, yet excitable, and quite nice-looking teenage hormone factory over the coming week. Of course, she wouldn't be too obvious. He was after all Amy's boyfriend, and even though Amy didn't exhibit the jealous tendencies of many teenagers, Beth certainly didn't want to make her or her mom mad. Plus, it wasn't like she was planning on seducing the boy or anything, it was just that she knew she couldn't pass up such a perfect opportunity to do some serious prick teasing.
As Ron realized he could make out Beth's white thong disappearing between the firm cheeks of her ass as she strutted into the boutique, his dick began to call for the bl**d which had just moments earlier been inhabiting his embarrassed face. He quickly found a seat, laid his carry- on bag across his bulging lap, and began to contemplate whether or not Beth had seriously intended to be so forward with him, or was she just messing with him some... and the way Pam and Beth were dressed along with Amy's disregard for their sexy attire and its noticeable effect on him, plus Amy without panties, and Pam and Beth obviously without bras..Ron's mind was reeling, his cock was growing, and then they came back out from the boutique ready to board the plane.
The older women headed toward the gate while Amy strolled over to get Ron. She was now also wearing her new dress. It differed slightly from that her mom and Beth had purchased. Hers was not quite the daring spaghetti strap design, but did have a scooped neckline that showed more than a hint of cleavage, just like the others. Like theirs, it also came down to just above the knee, hanging down loosely from the enticingly snug fit across the bust line.
Amy stepped onto the escalator first, leaving Ron one step below her. He quickly confirmed there was no one getting on behind them, then dropped his hand to her muscular calf. She turned only slightly and flashed Ron a knowing grin as his hand moved further up, past the back of her knee, beneath her dress, and quickly to her bare ass. "So, Beth didn't buy you any panties I see?" Ron asked in a hushed tone.
"Oh God no, but you wouldn't believe what happened. While I was checking out the dress one last time in the mirror, Beth starts gathering up my skirt and tank top." Amy said, even as Ron's fingers began tracing up and down the lips of her pussy. "She is about ready to hand them to me, when she notices the stains across the front and asked me what I got all over my shirt." "Mmmm, that really is starting to feel good." Amy cooed in reaction to Ron's ever active fingers.
"Don't stop with the story now, we are almost to the top" Ron said as his index finger began to probe slightly past her moistening opening.
"I'll try, but you make it hard to keep my train of thought. So, anyway, I tried to play it off, saying it was just ice cream."
"Quick thinking" Ron responded as he glanced past Amy to Pam and Beth, who were now approaching the top of the escalator. "Did she go for it?"
Amy kept talking, and Ron was listening, but his eyes were transfixed to the sight above. The upward angle coupled with the relative shortness of their dresses presented quite a sight to young Ron. Each woman's legs looked even longer than usual from this position, and their toned thighs retreated beneath the hem of their dresses only inches from their round ass cheeks. But the sunlight shining down from the many windows in the concourse level was at just the right position to provide for a truly sexy image of both women. Their dresses let the sunlight pass through so that their curvaceous bodies were clearly silhouetted through the cotton material, and Beth's panties especially, were plainly evident in contrast to her tanned body and yellow dress.
Luckily for Ron, Amy was too preoccupied with his fingers, and her story, to notice what had taken his attention from her, as she went on, "Ron, pay attention, you won't believe what happened next. After I tell her it's ice cream, she says 'That sounds good, what flavor did you get.Wait, don't tell me, let me guess.' Then she held my shirt up to her nose and sniffs. And while she is doing this, I realize there must have been more on there than we knew, because she keeps finding more stains than we did, and some are obviously still damp."
"No way!" Ron exclaimed, his cock now reacting to the combination of the recent image presented by Pam and Beth , his finger pistoning methodically in and out of his girlfriend's pussy, and the image of Beth examining Amy's cum stained shirt. "Then what?"
"Mmmm, you have to stop with your hand Ron, ...for now.. But you can count on the fact that I will have you go down on me as soon as we get alone again. You owe me one, but for now we are almost to the top."
Ron looked back up, realizing Pam and Beth are off the escalator, waiting for them a mere ten steps up. He quickly slipped his hand from beneath Amy's dress, eliciting a moan of desire from her as she watched him discreetly suck her juices from his finger.
"I can't finish now" Amy whispered as they got ready to step off toward their gate, "but you won't believe what happened," then seeing the concerned look on his face, she went on, "Don't worry, we weren't busted, but you still won't believe what she ..."
"Hurry up you two.' Pam interrupted her daughter, "Our plane is boarding." Ron was thankful he had a carry on bag to hide his boner as they made their way onto the plane for the Grand Bahama Island.
They had four seats across the medium sized plane, two on each side of the aisle. Neither of them having ever flown before, Ron and Amy quickly got into an mild argument over which of them got to sit next to the window. Pam intervened, giving up her window seat to Ron, and agreeing to take the aisle seat next to her daughter. Ron's cock had managed to soften some during the time they boarded the plane, although it was still semi-swollen. As other passengers were also moving about the crowded plane, Ron stood in the aisle while Pam edged past Beth to stand in the aisle with Ron. Pam's efforts to get past her friend required her to lean over from the waist, causing her dress to fall from her body, giving Ron a prolonged view down the neckline of her dress. Her braless tits were visible almost to her nipples, which to his disappointment were still hidden firmly against her new dress.
Just as she cleared Beth, and was preparing to move to her seat, a rather heavy lady, toting a big bag came barreling down the aisle. She f***ed both Ron and Pam to move back closer to Beth, still seated in the aisle seat. As the lady's girth pressed into Pam, she had no choice but to scoot back even further, eventually pressing her firm ass against Ron.
Ron was thankful for the difference in their height. No matter how much he tried to avoid contact with Pam's ass, he couldn't. But at least his prick didn't lodge right between her fabulous cheeks, like it would have a woman as tall as Beth. Her ass was however pressing against his upper thighs and balls, and as she shifted from one foot to another, her firm cheeks actually seemed to cause his balls to shift from side to side. His cock was at the same time laying across his pelvis, therefore lightly pressing about six inches of his rapidly swelling dick horizontally across the small of her back. Ron quickly realized the irony in this situation, for if Pam's ass were not so pronounced and bubbly, he would not have had the space between them to prevent his cock from pressing against her back like a rolling pin. Their close proximity also allowed Ron the opportunity to look directly over Pam's shoulder, down the front of her dress. As she leaned her upper body back slightly to avoid the fat lady, he could actually see between her lovely boobs, down to her flat stomach, and managed to catch a quick glimpse of her black panties
Pam watched at the obese lady bulled on past. She was well aware of how her ass was pressed into Ron, but she was unable to do anything about it. She tried to move right or left, but with the limited space available to her, she only succeeded in pressing first one, then the other of buns into his scrotum. She couldn't believe she was in this situation again so soon after their encounter in the back seat, only now it was obvious each of them were fully awake and aware of the predicament they were in.
Pam could feel Ron's big young cock pressed across what felt to be the complete width of her slender back. She caught herself trying to guess just how big Ron's dick was, then quickly f***ed those thoughts from her mind. Her daughter was sitting only two feet from her for God's sake, and intentionally or not, she was grinding her ass into Amy's boyfriend's cock and balls. The perversion of the whole situation made her feel guilty for sure. But, it was also having the same effect on her that swept through her body earlier in the car. Pam could feel herself growing wet. Finally the lady passed, and Pam quickly took her seat. She decided she would use the flight time to decide how she should handle what just address with Ron, if at all.
Beth watched with interest the entire episode that played out only inches from her face. Ron's ass was pressed into the edge of her seatback, and although she couldn't see his crotch, there was no doubt Pam had been f***ed to press her ass right into him. The rude passenger pressing past had caused them both to have to wriggle around, obviously grinding against each other. Beth noticed Pam quickly separate and take her seat as soon as she was able. Beth also made note of the way Ron scooted past with his back to her, slipped into his seat and dropped the service tray across his lap. Beth's earlier vow to have some fun with young Ron flashed through her mind, and she knew now would be a perfect opportunity to further torment him as he obviously tried to hide his erection.
As the plane taxied out, and the stewardess gave the usual instructions, Beth said to Ron, "She said put your tray in an upright and locked position. Want me to do it for you?" and she began to reach for the tray.
Ron jumped as if he had been shocked, "NO! er sorry, I mean no, I can do it." And he grabbed a magazine to slide over his lap as he raised the tray.
"I was just trying to help." Beth said , giving it her best hurt feelings tone.
"I am sorry," Ron said quickly, feeling guilty for having snapped at Beth. "It's just that, ah, well I guess I am nervous about flying, that's all."
"No problem," Beth said as the plane throttled up and began to pick up speed, "I still get a little freaked every time I fly. Taking off is the worst part for me." As the plane began to leave the earth, she dropped her hand over and gripped Ron's knee as if it were a nervous reaction. He actually was nervous about the flight, and didn't notice for a second or two that her hand was on his thigh, and had caused the magazine to scoot further across his lap.
A few seconds later, as the plane leveled off, Beth seemed to become aware of her hand clasping Ron's leg, and removed it, saying, "Sorry about the death grip, like I said, I just get nervous."
"It's ok." Ron said as he turned to look out the window. "Wow, this is really cool, you can see right to the ocean floor."
"Really? Can I see?" Beth leaned over across Ron's lap, placing her left hand near his knee, and her right hand on the middle of his left thigh. Ron was f***ed to lean back to allow her to peer out the small window. Beth could feel her dress fall away from her body, and she suspected Ron was getting a clear shot of most of each breast.
The magazine covering Ron's hard-on was slipping further and further across his lap. He was concerned his bulging shorts would become evident to Beth. He had been trying to will his cock back to a flaccid state every since he had disengaged from Pam's ass. But Beth's touchy- feely mannerism was making it difficult. As she leaned across the arm rest to look out the window, Ron's left arm was trapped beneath her impressive boobs. He could feel their unrestrained weight glide across his forearm as she leaned closer to the window. After what seemed like an eternity, Beth retreated back to her seat. Ron was able to discreetly readjust the magazine to safely conceal his reaction to her.
"That is quite a sight, but I still get nervous flying over the ocean," Beth said, "How about playing a game with me to help pass the time. Ever play Hang Man before?"
Ron was thankful for something to do to divert his perverted mind from Beth's body, so her readily agreed to play.
As they began to play their game, Pam was still sitting motionless, her eyes shut, as she had almost from the time she had managed to finally quit pressing herself into Ron's crotch. She seemed to come to a rather disturbing conclusion after several moments of debating with herself as to her reaction to what had happened. No matter how much she told herself she had not intended for either interaction with Ron to occur, she kept coming back to the fact that she enjoyed it each time. She knew it was wrong, and she knew she must avoid further such situations, but she could not erase the undeniable feeling of lust that had overwhelmed her when she felt his young body respond to her the way he had. Continuing to replay the events in her mind was only making her more and more horny.
Finally she gave in to her wicked thoughts and began to fantasize about Amy's boyfriend, rationalizing that what ever happened in her brain would provide a good outlet for the pent up frustration beginning to consume her body.
Pam's mind placed her back in her bathroom, preparing to take a shower. She knew Ron was in the hallway, peering at her through the slightly opened door. She slowly removed her clothes and got under the water, turning and posing for his benefit. She knew he was playing with his big cock as she ran her soapy hands over her firm tits and ass. Wanting to continue her teasing, she stepped from the shower, wrapped a towel around her and went into the bedroom. She could see Ron in the mirror, still peeping around the door. She dropped the towel and began to rub herself with lotion, until her entire body was glistening.
As she raised her head up to look at the doorway, Ron's eyes locked with hers, and he quickly strode into her room. "Ron! What do you think you are doing?" she said as the teenager began to take off his shirt.
"I am going to show you what your constant teasing has done to me." He responded.
Pam pictured herself standing there, nude, trying to cover herself with her shiny, lotion covered hands. In an indignant tone, she said, "I don't know what you are talking about, but you had better stop right now."
Ron was now pushing his shorts downward, slowly allowing his massive cock to come into her view. He was standing so close that his swollen cockhead sprung forth and pressed into her stomach. Pam tried to push him away, but he was so much taller and stronger, he simply grabbed her by the arms and f***ed her back onto the bed. Pam started trying to squirm away from him, but her slick skin only slipped back and forth beneath him, causing a delightful friction of their bodies.
"Don't fight me, you know you want it." Ron' fantasy persona said with a confidence he didn't possess in real life.
Pam's breathing was becoming more labored as she fought with more intensity. She could feel his cock pressing into her thighs as she tried to fight him off. Then, Ron slid his body up over Pam's slick torso, until his cock and balls were positioned over Pam's heaving boobs, his cock towering out directly above her face. Pam seemed transfixed by the sight of his prick, to the point she didn't notice Ron quickly place the handcuffs on her wrists and secure them to the headboard.
Pam surprised herself with the direction she was taking this fantasy, but the growing dampness between her legs encouraged her to continue.
Beth's mind had been working out a wicked little trick for young Ron during the first few rounds of Hang Man. They were picking words or phrases that described 'what they wanted to do on vacation' and so far things like 'get a tan', 'go snorkeling', and 'sunbathe' had been the norm. Beth drew out the blanks for her next puzzle, pressing the pen firmly down on the magazine in Ron's lap. He had refused to let her remove it for the first round, so now they were both using it to provide a writing surface for the game. She finished with the blanks for this round, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _, and told Ron to start guessing letters.
Amy had grown tired of gazing at the ocean, and turned to look past her sl**ping mother, to where Beth and Ron sat, apparently playing a game of some sort. Beth had turned to face Ron, leaving only her back visible to Amy. Ron was such a goofball, Amy could tell he was trying to steal peeks down Beth's dress every time she leaned over to write on the paper in Ron's lap. She really couldn't blame him for taking notice of Beth, or her mom for that matter. They were both extremely attractive, especially for their age. Amy didn't really mind, mostly because she knew there was no way either of them, nor Ron for that matter, would do anything inappropriate. If there were any chance anything could happen between them, she might worry, but the idea of Ron getting worked up by her mom and Beth was more amusing than threatening. Besides, Amy was more than glad to take care of any increased urges Ron might develop by looking down Beth's neckline.
Amy knew Beth was a tease, she had overheard her telling her mom about the thrill she got from getting the guys at the gym all worked up. She had eavesdropped a few other times as well. Amy could still remember her mother's shocked reaction to Beth's story about buying a prostitute for her husband several years ago. It seemed he had always had a fantasy about a threesome, so Beth had given him his dream for his 30th birthday.
She could still remember how horny it made her to listen to Beth tell her mom all the graphic details of everything they did that night. Picturing Beth with her husband and another woman was making Amy get hot once again. She had been all worked up since the escalator ride, and now Amy felt an increased heat between her legs as her naked ass squirmed beneath her short dress. Soon she found herself thinking about what it would be like to let Ron stick his dick inside her overheated pussy. She wasn't sure what it would be like, or what would be the best way to do it for your first time. These thoughts were running through Amy's brain as she continued to watch Beth and Ron. Maybe she could ask Beth stuff about doing it for the first time. She was way more cool than her mom, hell, Beth would probably like to be in the room, directing the action.
The lingering thought of Beth helping her and Ron screw for the first time quickly evolved into Amy's mental image of Beth dressed like a school teacher, hair in a bun, eyeglasses, and a ruler in her hand. She suppressed a giggle as the image expanded to include her and Ron naked, sitting on the couch as Beth strode back and forth before them. She could only imagine how hard Ron's cock would be at the thought of Beth joining them for a hot session of sex. As Amy allowed her mind to wander, she found herself becoming more and more aroused at the scenarios being played out in her brain.
"Guess another letter Ron," Beth said, anxious for him come to the conclusion she had planned.
"Um.ok, how about an O?"
"Good one, I think there are three." Beth said as her hand once again dropped onto the magazine covering Ron's still swollen prick. D _ v o u _ _ o u _ _ o _ k.
Ron was finding it very difficult to concentrate on the game. Every time Beth wrote, the pressure she applied made his cock roll back and forth beneath the magazine. He was certain she was totally oblivious to what she was doing to him.
She seemed much more interested in this puzzle, so he tried to put more effort into it as well. He was down to the last leg of his stick hang man, so he had to get it without missing anymore. In response to Beth's urging to guess again, Ron said, "OK Vanna, give me a minute to think about it."
Pam continued to pretend to be asl**p, the entire time Ron was ravaging her within the safety of her fantasy. After he cuffed her hands to the bed above her head, he began to slowly masturbate only inches from her face. His cock was slick from rubbing over her lotion coated body, and his hand moved easily from the base to the fat, swollen head, then back again.
"Ron, you have to stop," Pam said, "You are young enough to be my own son, not to mention you are dating my daughter."
"You should have thought of that before you started being such a prick teaser. Now I am going to give you what you've been asking for, so you might as well lay back and enjoy." Ron said as Pam's gaze remained fixed onto the massive cock sliding beneath his hands.
"Did you know I get an erection every time I come over here. Of course you know, you go out of your way to cause it. Admit to me you have been teasing me on purpose, go on admit it." Ron demanded, his hand now stroking faster up and down the length of his cock.
"No, I never even.." Pam began to deny his accusations, but was f***ed to quit speaking as Ron shoved the swollen head of his cock past her lips.
"I don't want to hear your lies, so I think I want you to suck me, OK prick teaser?"
Pam's eyes looked up at Ron, and her mouth stretched wider as he leaned forward, feeding her more and more of his dick. She let her tongue swirl around his dick, no longer offering any resistance. As she gave in to him, Ron began to stroke his shaft in tandem with Pam's mouth.
"Ahhh, oh yeah! I am going to cum right in your mouth, God, yes" and then he began to spurt stream after stream of semen into her mouth, Pam tried to swallow it all, but couldn't, and he pulled out, his cock still spasming across her face.
Pam opened her eyes slightly as she shifted one leg over the other, seeking some relief from the growing sensations her fantasy was causing between her legs. She quickly noticed Amy appeared to be asl**p, and Beth was entertaining Ron, so she shut her eyes once again, and continued with her deliciously wicked thoughts.
D e v o u _ _ o u _ _ o _ k.
Ron had just guessed the letter E, and he couldn't yet figure out the puzzle. As he was deciding on his next letter to select, Beth said, "While you are thinking, maybe you can settle something for me."
"Ah, yeah, sure." Ron replied, still trying to fill in the blanks on the paper in his lap, "What do you want to know?"
"Well, back in the airport, Amy said she couldn't remember what ice cream flavor she had smeared on her shirt. At first she said it was vanilla," Beth paused, taking notice that Ron had quit tapping the pen on his leg, his thoughts interrupted by this new topic of conversation.
Beth had guessed almost as soon as she felt the gooey stain on Amy's shirt it was semen, and judging from her nervous mannerisms, Beth was sure her assumption about the source of the stains was correct.
"But when I said it didn't smell like vanilla, she said you had surprised her with some weird flavor she didn't really like, so she had thrown most of it away. I just wondered what flavor it was?"
Ron looked up from the letters and blank spaces, meeting Beth's eyes, "Hmm, I can't really remember, it was something strange, like coconut colada I think." Ron was pleased with his quick thinking, although he thought Beth's question was a little strange.
"I guess it could have been," Beth said, "I was just asking because when some accidentally got on my fingers, I gave it a little taste. It was really very good, and I thought I might try to find out where it came from. I would love to get some more. Do you remember the brand, or name of the place you bought it?" Beth was trying so hard not to let her face betray her as she watched Ron fidget in his seat.
"No, I can't really remember," was about all Ron could manage to say at the moment. The thought of Beth licking his cum from his cock like an ice cream cone was the only image his mind would allow him to envision.
"Oh well, you can't blame a girl for trying. We will be landing soon, let's try and finish this game first." Beth said as Ron tried to return his concentration back to the letters of the yet unknown phrase.
Amy, oblivious to Beth's intentionally 'inadvertent' teasing of her boyfriend, was deep in her own fantasy. In her mind, Beth was towering before her and Ron, as they sat naked on the couch.
"My goodness Amy, your boyfriend looks very happy to see you, don't you think you should return the favor."
Amy looked from Beth, to Ron's hard dick, then back to Beth. She said to Beth, "But I have never, you know, touched a man's thing before."
Amy liked the idea of playing the complete innocent, letting Beth teach her and Ron what to do. She looked over to see her mom still asl**p, grabbed a magazine from the seat back before her and laid it across her lap. Then she slipped her left hand under her skirt to her very hot pussy. The magazine safely concealed her actions, and she began to move her index finger ever so gently across her engorged clit as her mind went back to her developing fantasy.
"Well," Beth said, "all boys like to have their dicks sucked, don't they Ron?"
Ron smiled, saying, "I guess so, I mean I would like to give it a try."
"All right, so Amy, come over here on your knees between Ron's legs. Now grab his cock like this." Beth had knelt down next to her and was now firmly gripping Ron's erection. "Now, just give it a nice sloppy kiss." Amy did as Beth instructed, coating her boyfriend's prick head with her saliva.
"Very good, now take it in your mouth." Beth said. Amy let a few inches into her mouth, then gagged slightly. Beth pulled Ron's cock from her and said, "Don't worry, it takes a lot of practice, but eventually you will be able to do it more like this." She then moved her lips up and over Ron's throbbing cock, then sank her mouth down until most of his cock disappeared into her mouth and throat.
Ron moaned from the pleasure as Beth pulled her head back up, letting him fall from her mouth. "You try again." She said to Amy.
Amy took a little more this time. "Very good," Beth encouraged her. She held up her ruler to Ron's cock, saying, "You took almost 4 inches that time. Try one more time and then I have something else for you to do." Amy started at Ron's balls, slowly moving her wet, slurpy kisses up higher and higher. Beth reached her hand out to grasp Ron's shaft, pulling it forward slightly to give Amy a better angle. As Amy licked and sucked gently on just the purplish head of his dick, Beth's hand began to stroke up and down his hard pole, in time with Amy's mouth.
"Amy, go ahead and take as much as you can." Beth told her. Amy slid her lips over Ron's cock and began to press downward. Beth kept the ruler in place, giving Amy instant feedback. "Good, you've got 4 inches again, now just breathe through your nose and get used to what you have now for a few seconds. Okay, now take some more. Very good, there's 5, oh wow, now you have 6. You are a natural Amy."
Even though Amy had never tried to deep throat Ron in real life, in her fantasy she was a real pro. She kept pushing her head down, cheered on by Beth, until her nose was buried in Ron's pubic hair.
"Fantastic, now pull up slowly, squeezing your throat around his dick. But don't let him cum yet, I want to watch you fuck him first." Beth said, her hands now stroking Amy's hair and down across her back.
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Ron was having a very hard time concentrating, given the conversation he and Beth had just had. She however seemed perfectly normal. Of course, he told himself, she would behave normally. Why would she even suspect that Ron had shot his cum across Amy's shirt. Beth obviously had no way of knowing she had tasted his jism earlier, then just told him how much she liked it.
"Are you going to guess, or do you need a hint?" Beth asked.
Ron, wanting to end this game quickly, asked for a hint. "OK, let's see, this is too much help, but we are running out of time. You should pick the first letter in one or our names."
"What, you mean B?" Ron asked. Beth shook her head, and Ron then said, "Well, then how about R?"
Beth leaned over once again to scribble two Rs into the blanks, causing Ron to squirm a little from the pressure on his crotch.
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"Ready to guess yet?" she asked.
Ron looked, only half way trying by this point, and still did not see the answer. "Nope, not yet, got another clue left?"
Beth thought for a second, then a wonderfully devious coincidence dawned on her, "Ok, the last word starts with the first letter of the ice cream flavor I liked so much off Amy's shirt."
Ron didn't even look up, hoping to avoid eye contact. "Mmm, you mean C?"
"That's it," she said, and wrote in the letter.
D e v o u r _ o u r c o _ k
Then it hit Ron right between the eyes, or maybe more like right between the legs. She had written DEVOUR YOUR COCK as her choice for things she wanted to do on vacation. He couldn't believe she was being so forward. Besides, why would she ever want to do something like that with him, he was just an ordinary teenage boy.
He still did not look up. Should he guess the phrase? No, he couldn't say that out loud to her, maybe he should play stupid and have her write it in. Suddenly her realized that at least this would explain some of the things she had been saying to him, like about her dress back in Miami, and ...Oh my god, he thought, what about the stain on Amy's shirt, did she know what it was afterall.
Ron's mind was reeling just across the aisle from Pam even as she pictured him rubbing his fat cock across her naked breasts. She was still bound to the bed, his cum dripping down her face and neck. Pam tilted her head upward to see that Ron's cock was still as hard as ever.
He grinned at her once her eyes looked up to his face, "So, are you ready to get fucked now, tease?"
"No, Ron you can't. What we have done is bad enough, you can't stick that in me." She said without much real conviction, looking back to Ron's cock as he continued to rub it back and forth across her erect nipples.
"Sorry, but this is what happens when you tease, you eventually get fucked!" Ron smiled, and began to slide down her body. She tried to wiggle from beneath him, but he pressed his legs between hers and f***ed them apart. His cock slid down her slippery belly, and then the shaft moved directly toward the puffy lips of her pussy. He increased the pressure as he moved it down, over her clit and into her hot crevice of her cunt.
Pam had quit struggling as his fat cock head pressed against her clit. Her body began to respond almost at once, her hips moving against him, seeking out his young cock.
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"Surely you can guess it now." Beth said. It was obvious he had drawn the conclusion she had hoped for, not noticing she had not written the second C required to spell the word cock.
"Um, well, I could guess, but I am not certain, maybe if you would give me one more clue." Ron said, deciding to stall until he could devise a plan of action.
Beth, just as she had rehearsed only seconds earlier in her mind, said, "All right,. let's see,.. oh, I know, this is something I can't wait to do, I believe you will like it, I doubt Amy will appreciate it much, but Pam already told me she wants to do it too."
Beth watched as Ron's head seemed to snap around involuntarily in response to what she had just said.
"What's wrong Ron, you look kind of funny? Do you feel ill?" Beth gave him her best look of complete innocence.
Beth's statement began to register with him. Pam wants to do it too. Surely this was just some big joke. He looked over toward Pam and Amy to see if they were in on it, but they both appeared to be catching up on their sl**p.
Amy was now envisioning Beth, holding Ron's prick at its base, as she directed Amy to swing her leg across his lap, her ass facing Ron. "Now, just lay back on Ron's chest and I will get you both ready so this will go smoothly."
Amy did as Beth told her, her body sliding down until Ron's dick poked up from between her legs, as if she now had a penis of her own. Her engorged labia slid against his shaft as if trying to grasp it. Beth crawled up between their legs, still gripping Ron's cock like a weapon. She moved it from side to side, causing Amy to squirm from the contact with her clit.
"Ok Ron, now reach under here and grab Amy's ass," Beth guided Ron's hands to where she wanted them. Now slide her up your body a few inches. As her torso was pulled further up Ron's sweaty stomach and chest, Amy could feel her clit tracing up the length of his cock, as Beth pressed it firmly against her very wet cunt. Once the opening to Amy's pussy was poised above Ron's bl**d filled cock, Beth began to deliberately alternate between rubbing the head against her clit, then firmly pressing it back down to Amy's aching cunt, slowly stretching her tight opening to accommodate his prick.
Amy's finger was providing the pressure her mind was deriving from Ron, with Beth's help. She slyly looked to make sure she was not being noticed. Her mom was still asl**p, and Beth and Ron were too engrossed in their game to notice her. Satisfied she could continue unobserved, she resumed the pressure from her hand, and let her mind go back to Ron and Beth.
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"Surely you have it now." Beth said as Ron continued to stare at the paper on his lap. When he didn't respond, she said, "All right, one more clue. No one can cook it as good as in the Bahamas."
Ron had still been struggling to decipher the events of the day, from this new perspective of Beth admitting she wanted to suck his dick, when what she had just said registered with him. "Huh? What does a Bahamian cook have to do with, well, with your puzzle?"
Pam could almost feel Ron's big dick poised to enter her needy body. She was pressing her pelvis upward to him as best she could, but her restraints kept her from getting what she desperately wanted.
"Tell me you want it" Ron said in a smug tone, completely foreign to anything he would do in real life.
"I want it." Pam did as he asked.
"No, I mean beg me for my cock. If I don't think you mean it, I won't let you have any, not even the first inch." Ron tormented her.
"Ron, please, I need your cock so bad, I am on fire, please fuck me with your lovely, long fat cock."
"That's more like it." Ron said as he pressed his prick ever so slowly into Pam's hungry cunt.
Having already drawn him in completely, Beth knew she had to totally crush any thoughts Ron had been having about her purposely coming on to him. Even if he still suspected it, as long as she kept him off balance enough, she could continue to safely have her fun with him all week long. The last thing she wanted was for him to think he could make some awkward move on her. She wouldn't fuck Ron for all the obvious complications it would cause, plus, if she was going to have sex this week, she would seek out a real man, not some teenager with a little cock ready to explode the moment she touched it.
"Well, it has everything to do with it, unless you like your Conk uncooked."
Ron looked at her with a puzzled expression as she said, "Devour Sour Conk" That's what I was talking about, I thought you had it figured out by now. You've never had sour conk? It's kind of like sweet and sour pork, but make with fresh conk straight from the ocean."
"If you didn't think it was that, what were you going to guess?" Beth asked, leaning over Ron's lap, pretending to examine the puzzle.
"Oh, nothing really, just some wild guess." Ron said, now feeling like a complete idiot for the thoughts he had been having.
"Oh my God!" Beth said in feigned outrage, "Did you think I had meant to Devour Your, well, your, well you know what I mean. Did you really think I would write that?"
"No. I mean.well not really, but it just made sense, with the clues and all." As soon as he said it, Ron wanted to take it back.
Amy's fingers, along with the kinky fantasy playing out in her mind, had her approaching an orgasm, right there on the plane, sitting next to her mother.
Amy felt Beth guide his cock further inside her as she said to Ron, "Move your hands back up and play with her tits, I will take over from here." Beth's hands quickly replaced Ron's on Amy's ass. She allowed Amy's body to slip further downward, deliberately impaling itself over Ron's dick. Once Amy had taken most of its length, Beth began to push her back up until only Ron's head remained clutched in Amy's pussy.
Amy could look down and see Beth lean over to take Ron's balls in her lips, sucking and licking over them as she again let Amy move back down on his hard rod. This continued for several minutes, with Ron and Amy both quickly approaching orgasm. Beth once again guided Amy up to the tip of Ron's cock, only this time she allowed her tongue to follow Amy's cunt up Ron's shaft, licking up their combined juices. Amy watched in anticipation as Beth's hands again began to pull her back down, only Beth did not move her face with Amy's body. Beth kept her tongue pressed firmly on Ron's shaft as it disappeared inside Amy. First Beth's nose pressed into and past Amy's clit, followed closely by her ever-active tongue.
Amy's finger was still working feverishly beneath her skirt, imagining Beth sucking on her pussy while Ron's fat dick pounded in and out. Amy opened her eyes as she heard Beth and Ron's muffled voices from across the aisle, but neither of them seemed to notice her. Her mom was still asl**p, although she was squirming around some as if she were having a bad dream. She envisioned Beth once again, flicking her tongue all around her pussy as Ron's dick slipped in and out, in and out.
Amy's body tensed in the window seat, as she had one of the most intense orgasms of her young life.
Beth suppressed a grin, realizing she couldn't have planned for a better reaction from Ron. "Do you mean what I said about me and Pam loving to eat conk, my guess that you would like it, but that Amy couldn't eat it because of her reaction to some shell fish.?"
Beth began to laugh, making Ron want to crawl under his seat he was so embarrassed. "You must really think a lot of yourself, imagining all us women chasing after you like that." Beth said between bursts of laughter.
Pam heard Beth laughing across the aisle, but she didn't open her eyes. She was too busy having her fantasy persona plead for her daughter's boyfriend to fuck her.
Ron pushed his cock further, tugging at Pam's swollen lips at he pressed the head into her opening, "Oh yes, please fuck me wi..."
"Ladies and gentlemen, we are making our final approach to the Grand Bahama Airport, please return your seat to their upright position."
Pam was taken from her wonderful fantasy by the voice of the flight attendant. It is just as well, she told herself, even if she was more frustrated now than before. She shouldn't be picturing such lurid acts anyway. Thinking such thoughts about Ron can only cause her frustration to rise higher and higher. It would be best if she keep him out of her mind concerning her sexual fantasies. She would just have to act normal around him, pretending she didn't even realize her ass had been grinding into his big, long, thick, teenage cock when they boarded the plane.
As the plane touched ground, Beth looked over at a still obviously sheepish Ron, saying to him, "Don't worry Ron, I won't tell Amy or Pam those nasty little thoughts you were having earlier. I think your willingness to be my personal cabana boy this week should be enough to keep my mouth shut, maybe." Beth giggled slightly, not sure if Ron even noticed her emphasis on the words, 'keep my mouth shut', tussled his hair as she had in the airport, and turned to speak to Pam.
As they prepared to exit the plane, Pam vowed once again to make every effort to keep her mind free from the recent, perverted thoughts she had been having.
Amy, her thighs slippery from her recent orgasm, had already licked her fingers clean, wondering briefly if all women tasted the same. She couldn't wait to get Ron alone and have some seriously nasty fun.
Beth, increasingly horny herself, was satisfied in the manner she had totally mind-fucked young Ron. She had her mind busy planning some more interesting ways she would be able to "inadvertently" or "accidentally" tease him. Plus, the way Pam and Ron had each reacted to their f***ed friction, maybe she could arrange a few unavoidable encounters for them over the coming week as well.
Ron, having quickly positioned his carry on bag, once again required to conceal his seemingly perpetually swollen cock, was walking in a daze. He was equal parts confusion, embarrassment, and hard on. And Spring Break had only just begun.
More to come.
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