Vacation Isle - Coming Home

COMING HOME

I had not originally planned a sequel to the story Vacation Isle. I listened to readers posted comments and their thoughts, and decided I would give it a try. I hope the readers enjoy the addition.

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For both Nora and her son Darrin, the next two months seemed to speed by. Darrin was constantly frustrated by the sense of helplessness as his mother fought with his now estranged father in court over dividing things up. While it had been his father who had packed and left, he had managed to hire a sleaze lawyer who was going after half the house and half the possessions.

Nora was often tired and angry when she returned from their constant meetings. The courts had ordered mediation. To her that meant compromise, not handing over everything to an ass of a man with no dick who had been fucking the neighbors'' daughter.

"He can't get the idea" Nora sighed. She and Darrin were doing dishes after her return from another painful mediation session.

"He thinks he is God's gift to women, and that everything was my fault." She said.

"How the Hell does he figure that one?" Darrin reached around his mother for another dish, his cock pressing gently into her ass.

Darrin could feel himself begin to harden even at the gentle contact. Everything about his mother drove his body crazy. Ever since their vacation they had been like two newlyweds, fucking at every opportunity. Tonight was no different as Darrin felt the blood start to fill his throbbing prick.

"He says he couldn't stay married to a woman who had no passion, his term was the Ice Queen." Nora said, dipping her hands into the soapy water.

"I'd say the Ice Queen thawed out very nicely" Darrin chuckled as he pressed his cock firmer into his mothers' tight curves.

"Well, your hot torch thawed me damn quickly" Nora laughed back. "If you keep poking me with that thing, you better be prepared to use it." She added as she pressed her ass back, feeling her sons' thick cock mold between the cheeks of her ass.

Even as distraught as her day had been, she couldn't stop the gush of warm fluids that filled her panties. Her husband had called her frigid and cold, she had almost laughed as the memory of her son ramming his cock into her pregnant belly while she screamed for more had popped in her head. God if he only knew how I really was, she thought; now my sons' wanton woman, she sighed softly

His mother gave a squeak as Darrin reached down and yanked her shorts to her knees. Rising back up Darrin pinned his mother against the sink.

"Darrin, what are you...oh fuck." Nora moaned as she felt his thick cock slide between her barely spread thighs. Jesus, when had he undone his jeans she wondered?

Darrin had left her shorts wrapped around her knees, partially trapping her legs. His hand pressed against the center of her back, bending her slightly over the sink. He flexed his knees as his now rigid cock pointed straight at his mother's wet pussy from behind.

"You mean use it like this?" Darrin growled, as he rammed his hard cock into his mother in one stroke. He could feel her tight walls expand as he slid deeper into her body.

"Oh Godddddddddddddd" Nora moaned as that delightful sense of fullness took over.

"Do it baby, own your mother." She looked over her shoulder at her son.

"You like that dick in your cunt don't you Ice Queen" Darrin pulled back and slammed back in, his hips slapping against his mothers' ass.

"Unnghhhh" Nora grunted as the fire built in her belly. "Fuck me Darrin...fuck momma" she grunted.

Darrin leaned forward, pressing his body against her back, as his hands reached around her and cupped her heavy breasts through her blouse. Nora felt pinned to the sink as her son literally took her body for his own pleasure.

"What if Dad saw you right now" her sons' voice filled her ear.

Nora moaned as the thought pushed through her mind. She knew her husband would go insane if he knew she was pregnant again, and totally lose it if he knew it was Darrin that had seeded her.

"Or should I dump a hot load into his whore girlfriend, while she munches on your wet pussy Send her home so her kisses taste like you, and my cum drips out of her."

Darrin's voice was gravely with lust, as his hips pounded into his mother again and again. The thought of making his father watch while he fucked his mother was enough to bring tightness to his balls.

He was shocked when he felt ripples roll over his cock as his mother responded to his words. It makes her HOT, he realized. His hips slapped her shaking ass cheeks with every thrust, as he picked up speed; fucking her harder and faster.

For Nora, it was a secret she had buried since high school; when her best friend and she would spend sleepovers exploring each other, teasing. Thirty years later and Nora could almost still taste her high school friends' hot cream flowing into her mouth.

"Oh God...oh fuck" Nora could only gasp back. She could feel her juices running down her thighs like a river as Darrin's hard cock rammed into her.

"You have had your pussy munched by a girl, haven't you" Darrin hissed in her ear.

"Yesssssssssssssssss"" Nora almost screamed as her son pushed her closer and closer to orgasm.

"Your cunt juice on her face" Darrin grunted as he slammed harder into his mother, "With my cream dripping from her whore cunt." He rammed in so deep he thought the head of his cock was pushing against her cervix.

There was no build-up this time, no warning; as Nora's body exploded with her orgasm. The image of sending that little tart home with her pussy juices on her tongue, while her son's hot seed filled her panties seared into her brain.

"What are you doing to meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee" she wailed as her body convulsed. She could feel her knees try to buckle, if it hadn't been that Darrin had her pinned to the sink, she would have collapsed to the floor with the intensity of her orgasm...

"I would say I'm breeding you" Darrin's voice was hot against her ear. "Since you are already pregnant, filling you with my hot cum will have to do." He told her.

"DARRRINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN" Nora screamed as she felt the first hot explosion inside her belly. It felt like his hot cum blasted from the tip of his cock into her clenching pussy. The heat washing her walls as a second wave crashed over her before the first had even finished.

"Fuck yeah" Darrin grunted, as a second thick rope pumped into his mother. His hands gripped her hips to hold her up, as he felt her knees start to buckle.

Nora could barely stand, gasping for her breath as wave after wave rolled through her ravaged body. She could hear her cream splattering to the floor every time her belly flexed, and couldn't stop it as the next convulsion shook her.

"Cumming...oh God cumming" was all she could manage.

Nora loved it when her son took charge. Her estranged husband had been a wimp in the bedroom. For Nora, the command her son had over her body only enhanced her lust and desire for him.

As the pair slowly eased back down, Nora felt his still semi hard cock slipping from her soaked hole. She gasped as the swollen head slipped over the tight ring of her ass.

"Wrong hole there mister" she told her son as she straightened back up.

"Someday mom" Darrin whispered in her ear.

"In your dreams buddy" Nora reached down to pull her shorts back up. "Now get to the dishes." She chirped at him.

It was two weeks later that the encounter in the kitchen came back to Darrin. He had come into the house from work, and found his mother sitting on the couch in tears. As he settled on the couch Nora related to her son the latest round of mediation.

It seemed dear old dad was demanding they sell the house and that he get fifty-percent of the sale; and that Nora not working was a choice so he shouldn't have to pay alimony, even thought he was the one that had left.

Darrin knew that this house meant a lot to his mother, and he was pretty sure so did his father. The bastard was doing it just to get at her, he thought.

As he held his sobbing mother, anger seethed inside Darrin. His mother was terrified at losing the house, but how would they buy out the other half. Darrin's mind swirled with ways to handle his father and his unreasonable demands.

"Honey" Nora cried, "We just finished the babies' room." Tears were streaming down her cheeks.

I took over a half an hour before Darrin finally calmed his mother down, telling her he would talk to his father and see what they could work out. Inside, the germ of an idea began to form. At first his mind balked at the idea, but as the anger boiled, his conviction returned.

Over the next week he set in motion carefully laid plans. He sent texts to his father about items left behind, that they wanted them out of the house and he needed to come and get them. Darrin knew the whole thing was a gamble, but his bet was on that his father would not dare show himself around the house.

Sure enough, that Saturday, while his mother was at the gym, Darrin heard the front doorbell. Looking through the glass, fearful it might actually be his father; he saw the slim form of a young blonde. Swiftly pulling off his shirt, he tossed it aside, and then slowly opened the door.

"Oh hey Marie" Darrin tried to act surprised. "I thought Dad was coming by."

"Yeah, he figured he shouldn't come with your mom here" Marie said, turning to face Darrin. "I told him I could drop by and get the stuff. Is it ready?"

All the while she talked, the young girl's eyes traveled over Darrin's chest; taking in the washboard abs and the more than evident bulge in his jeans. Yum, Marie thought, not bad.

"Come on in" Darrin waved. "It's a couple of boxes; I put them in the living room."

Darrin followed the young girl in and then led her to the living room. Two boxes rested on the floor next to the couch. Marie bent over to check the contents of one, she had been told to look for specific items.

Darrin watched as the cloth of the girls' jeans pulled tight over her ass. "Nice" he said. He knew his voice was loud enough for Marie to hear.

Marie looked behind her, seeing Darrin stare at her ass. She looked at his groin and swore the bulge was even bigger now. Fuck how big is he; she thought.

"Is there a problem?" she asked Darrin.

"Nope" Darrin answered with a smile. "Just admiring the view" he said.

Marie stood up and looked at Darrin. Stepping closer, she trailed a finger down his chest. "Good, because so am I" she whispered.

Bingo, thought Darrin. Chicken shit dad just sent a whore to do his dirty work. This was going to be easier than he had thought it would. He stepped closer to the girl, letting his eyes roam over her body, not making any effort to hide his gaze. Bit on the thin side, but not bad, he thought.

"To bad it's covered" Darrin said. "I bet the rest of the view is even better."

Marie shuddered at his words, the sheer boldness and confidence sending a pulse between her thighs. Strong men had always been her weakness, and Darrin was rapidly sending her hormones into overdrive.

"I know what you mean" she said in a husky voice. Her fingers trailed down his chest, the muscles rippling under her touch, until her hand came to the snap on his jeans.

Darrin knew the girl was losing her battle. He locked eyes with her as he stepped closer.

"You know, I always wondered" his voice strong. "Are you a real blonde?" he asked.

"Yes, I am" Maries trembled. Her eyes couldn't pull away from Darrin's if she had wanted to. She could feel her pulse beating in her chest as her belly tightened in response to the fire in Darrin's eyes. Fuck, what he is doing, she thought.

"Prove it to me." Darrin rumbled. Marie's eyes widened at his words, he couldn't be serious. "Take the jeans off" he told her.

"I don't think..." Marie tried to answer.

She could feel her nipples hardening at his words even as she tried to brush him off. She had worn a crop top with no bra on for the warm day, and she knew her hard buds had to be pressing out against the tight cloth.

"Either you take them off, or I will" Darrin stepped closer. His hands slid across the skin of her bare belly as his fingers wrapped into the top of her jeans. "It doesn't matter to me, either way they are coming off." He said.

"You wouldn't dare" Marie almost gasped, even as his words brought a gush of fluids that filled her panties. Her small breasts heaved as her breathing jumped a notch.

She felt the snap pop on her jeans, and before she could move away from the back of the couch, Darrin was on his knees in front of her; her jeans yanked down to her knees.

"Oh God" Marie moaned. Then the next sound she made was a high keening as Darrin drove his face between her thighs.

Darrin had to admit she was a true blonde, as the peach fuzz hairs of her mound tickled at his nose. Without waiting, he drove his tongue between her lips, feeling her juices coat his tongue. The whore was already wet and willing he realized.

"Shiiittttttttttttttttttttttttttt" Marie screamed as his lips wrapped around her clit. Her hands reached down and fingers wrapped in his hair as her body convulsed in a mini orgasm right there.

Darrin used the tip of his tongue to attack the hard sensitive bud trapped in his mouth. Lashing at her over and over as his hands gripped her hips.

"Oh fuck yesssssssssssssss" Marie howled. She was glad she was leaning against the back of the couch or she might have collapsed to the floor. "Eat my cunt baby...eat my fucking CUNT." She screamed at Darrin.

Darrin tortured her clit again and again, he could tell by her trembling she was getting near. Suddenly, he pulled his face away and looked up at her. Her face was flushed and her eyes stared wide down at him.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" Marie wailed as the wonderful tongue withdrew.

"You want to cum...bitch." Darrin asked.

"Yes...God yes...please..." Marie babbled. "I'm so fucking close" she moaned.

"Then come on my COCK" Darrin commanded her.

Before Marie could register his words in her lust hazed mind, she felt Darrin flip her over and bend her over the back of the couch. The move put her ass high in the air, both of her holes now winking at him as he unsnapped his jeans, moving into position.

"Fuck me" Marie groaned as she felt the bulbous head of his cock press against her swollen lips. "Fuck your bitch" Her voice thick with lust.

Darrin grunted and slammed his hips forward. Like slicing butter, his hard dick slid balls deep into Marie. He felt his hips come to rest against her ass cheeks. He realized that even at twice her age, his mother was tighter and hotter than this little slut.

By the second stroke, Marie felt her body erupt in the orgasm his mouth had built. Animal noises were coming from her mouth, as her own spit dripped from the corner, falling to the couch cushions beneath her hanging head. Her eyes rolled back to the whites as convulsions rocked her body.

While Marie continued to whimper through waves of pleasure, Darrin mentally compared. He missed the full cheeks of his mothers' ass, and while a decent fuck, it was more than evident this tight cunt had been used more, a lot more.

It was almost funny he realized; a year ago he would actually have enjoyed Marie; now it was like comparing fine wine to plain water. He reached down and gripped the young girls' hips, to make this work he needed to give her the fucking of her life and the memory of his mothers'' tears fueled his motion as he picked up speed.

For Marie, the pounding she was receiving was like nothing in her life. She was being taken...used by this man behind her. It was driving her mind and body insane. Every time Nora tried to regain her sanity about what was happening; Darrin's' thick cock rammed harder and deeper into her causing another wave of her orgasm to roll through her belly.

"Oh fuck...cumming...cumming againnnnn" Marie wailed. She could feel the torrent of her own cream as it ran down her trembling thighs soaking into the panties and jeans stretched at her knees.

Darrin didn't want to take too long at this; he knew his mother would be back from the gym soon, he began to pick up the pace even more, as the room filled with the sound of skin slapping on skin' Driving his hard cock further into the young blonde, he fucked harder into her.

"Like that slut" his voice grated. "Like having your wet cunt FUCKED?"

"Oh Jesus...fuck me...fuck me" Marie chanted in time to his thrusts. Suddenly, she felt his cock begin to swell deep inside her belly. "God yes...cum in me...give it to me" she begged.

Darrin reached down and gripped the girls' ponytail; with a jerk he brought her head back, his mouth right next to her ear.

"What a little slut" his voice grated in Marie's ear.

"Slut...slut" was all Marie could get out as she felt her own belly tightening. "Going to fucking cum againnnnnnnnnnnnnnn" she wailed.

"You are a little WHORE, aren't you" Darrin's voice filled her ear.

"I'm a whore...I'm a whore" Marie chanted back. Right now she would have agreed to anything to get that hot seed inside her body. "Cum in your whore...please...please" she begged softly

Darrin pulled his hips back, and then with a huge lunge drove his cock as deep into the girl as he could. Marie screamed as she felt his engorged head press against her cervix. Dimly she heard Darrin roaring behind her as her body exploded.

"Ghaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" Marie moaned as an orgasm beyond her memory ravaged her body.

Even as he felt the first pulse of his seed, Darrin looked down in wonder as the young girl under him went limp on the back of the couch, and then began flopping about. He looked down between their bodies and watched as her cream coated his cock in her white juices.

Darrin maneuvered her body just slightly sideways, and then looked up at the corner of the ceiling of the living room. He stared at the camera as he unloaded a third and final thick rope into the blonde. Raising his hand he gave the small lens a thumbs up, then mouth to the camera.

He pulled back just enough to give the camera a clear view of his cum soaked cock between their bodies. He knew the quivering form of Marie would be clear as a bell. Watch this bastard, he thought mentally.

"Thanks Dad" he silently mouth, even as the lens captured the view of Marie's cum dripping from his exposed shaft and to the floor behind the couch.

By the time his mother returned from the gym, Darrin had cleaned up the living room and sent the dazed little blonde packing, without her precious boxes. He fired off a text quickly, and then settled on the couch.

As Nora came through the front door, she looked over at the two sealed boxes now sitting on the dining room table next to Darrin's open lap top.

"What are you doing baby?" she asked her son.

"Just a project I am working on." Darrin told her. He stood from the couch and walked over next to the dining room table to embrace his mother.

Nora felt her body wrapped in her sons arms as he embraced her. She had skipped her shower after the gym, and kept her workout clothes on. She had found Darrin seemed to enjoy the natural scent of her sweat slick skin after her gym trips. It was something that excited the hell out of her, it seemed almost base and animalistic to her.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmm" Nora cooed as she snuggled against her sons' bare chest. "I can think of a better project for you to work on right now" she husked.

Darrin pressed his thickening cock against his mothers' thigh. Even having just unloaded into his fathers' whore a couple of hours before, he could feel his balls churn. This was the woman he wanted, he realized. The same woman, who bore him, now drove his mind, body and heart off the charts.

Nora shuddered at the raw desire she felt in her son's body. God how he could excite her, and it still amazed her that she could drive this man crazy with just her body. She could feel his thickening rod as it pressed into the flesh of her thigh.