1. Plane Ride with Mom


    Date: 6/1/2017, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Incest, Mature, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 94, Source: sexstories.com

    to the plane, and we knew it was going to be an interesting ride. There was plenty of space for me and mom. There were six seats total and some space to stretch our legs. The seats were hard and painful to sit on. It was also incredibly hot and we began to sweat after the door had closed. But it was a free private plane ride, so we couldn't complain. There was nothing to do during the hour long flight. The engines were noisy, so we didn't bother talking. It was uncomfortably hot. I took a few glances at my mother's bare legs, which were pretty nice. Her thighs had an irresistible mature charm to them. I didn't glance at her breasts that much, or else she might have caught me. *** Our eyes looked in amazement at the small island. It was beautiful. Untouched by modern civilization. The locals came to the beach, waiting for us, as our plane stopped on the shore. All of them were naked. There was at least 10 of them waiting to greet us. "Wait here," the pilot said. "I be right back." After the plane had settled on the water, he exited the cockpit, wearing only a small pair of swimming trunks. We watched as the pilot headed to the beach and greeted the locals. They spoke in a language which we couldn't understand. It sounded like a friendly conversation. All of them were smiling. Moments later, the pilot came back to the plane. He opened the door and he looked like he had some good news. "The people here are very excited to meet you both," he said. "They are very happy for this ...
    arrival." "Great," my mother happily replied. "I look forward to meeting them." As my mother got out of her seat and tried to leave the plane, the pilot quickly put his hand up, stopping her. "No clothes allowed," he said adamantly. "That is their culture." A shocked look appeared on my mother's face. "But they seemed fine when you went in your swimming trunks." "That is only to the beach. To enter their land, you must be bare. Land is sacred here. Nudity is their culture. Otherwise, they do not trust you." She shook her head. "There has to be an exception. Can you ask them again? I'm sure they'll understand." "I ask many times. They don't change their mind. I even explain that you are mother and son." "And?" The pilot nodded. "They like this very much. They say you come on the right day. There is something special planned. A ceremony." "What kind?" my mother asked curiously. "I do not know. But they like you to come watch. It is very important day in their culture." There was an immediate look on my mother's face. I had seen it before. It was the kind of look my mother had when she was in pursuit of something. Whatever was happening on that island, my mother needed to find out. "Can you give us a few minutes?" my mother asked the pilot. "Sure. Yes. Think about this. If not, we go back." With that, the pilot closed the door and waited outside the plane. There was an undeniable tension between my mother and I. Things were awkward. And I knew exactly what my mother wanted to do. ...
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