Chapter 115: Moms Gone Wild_1

Chapter 115: Moms Gone Wild_1 By Klrxo

"Pack your bags, girlfriend. We're going on a cruise," Jess said. "What cruise?" Missy asked.

Jess smiled excitedly. "The Moms Gone Wild cruise. You know, that one that comes around

every couple years," she said.

"Yeah, I remember that one. Didn't it have age restrictions?"

"Yup, women thirty-eight to forty-two and young men, eighteen to twenty-two. We're good. We're going," Jess said, matter-of-factly.

Missy giggled, displaying a perfect, white toothed smile.. "Hold on a minute. When is it? We have kids, we can't just..."

"It's this weekend and yes we can. It's only two days. Our mothers are always begging to take our little ones and our husbands will be home most of the time we're gone. They'll keep the teenagers from wreaking havoc," Jess explained.

"Wasn't there a rumor going around that like half the women who took that cruise, ended up coming home pregnant?"

Jess laughed, "that's an exaggeration, I'm sure, but we can get an appointment with our doctors tomorrow, get on the mini-pill and be all set by the weekend."

Missy fed her best friend a scowl. "Jess, I'm not cheating on Philip," she said.

"Oh come on, stop being such a prude. There's nothing wrong with us cheating on our husbands for a couple days, it's only two days...and we'll be out in the middle of the ocean, there's absolutely zero chance of getting caught," Jess said.

Missy shook her head. "No, there's no way Philip would even agree to me going on a cruise like that, he might even kill me for asking."

"Well Joe wouldn't like the idea of me going either, so maybe we just tell them we're going to Vegas or something for a couple days...girls getaway."

Missy twirled her finger through her short brown hair, thinking it over. "If I go, I'm going to enjoy the cruise, NOT the horny young boys on board."

Jess smiled wickedly. "They're not boys, their young men...all legal age, but whatever. So we're gonna do this?" she asked.

Before Missy could answer, the front door opened and their eighteen-year-old sons entered. The boys carried their baseball gear and both were absolutely filthy.

"Oh boy, look what the cat dragged in," Jess said.

Missy took a step back, gazing at her son Lucas and his filthy attire. "Rough practice, boys?"

Lucas let out an exhausted sigh. "Coach had us doing slide drills today," he said, slipping his cleats off.

Missy smiled at him. "I never would have guessed," she teased. "Can I use your shower, Misses G?" Jesse's son Gabe asked.

His mom answered first. "Uh, hold on mister, you're filthy. You're not walking through this house like that," Jess said.

Missy pointed across the foyer. "Into the laundry room, boys. Let's go," she said.

The mothers followed their teens into the laundry room. Jess's big buttocks swayed beneath her pink booty-shorts. The 39 year-old had that sexy beach-bunny look, with long, baby-blonde hair and a dark tan. Her all-natural H-cup tits trembled beneath her bra and cami top as she trailed her son on bare feet.

"Strip out of those clothes. We can wash everything together," Missy said, adjusting the settings on her washer.

Jess lifted her son's shirt up and off his lean chest. The boy definitely took after his mother, with light hair and dark, sun-tanned skin. He watched her jugs wobble from side to side as she

tossed his shirt in the wash. "Ugh, filthy," she said.

Lucas handed his Mom his soiled shirt and watched her place it in the wash. Missy's short brown hair framed her pretty face, which resembled the singer Lana Del Rey. At 38, her body was absolutely voluptuous. A true hourglass frame. Her wide hips and thick, peach-shaped

buttocks tapered down to strong sculpted legs, slender ankles and sexy bare feet with burgundy painted toenails. Her breasts were only slightly larger than Jess's. In fact they had often traded outfits, including their sexy bras and lingerie. Mom or not, she had never failed to draw her son's eye.

"So, um, a few of the guys on the team are going up the coast on a surfing trip, over the three- day weekend," Lucas said, "they wanna know if we can come with them?"

"Just camping out?" Missy asked.

Gabe answered as he removed his baseball pants. "Yeah, there's a State Park up there, with camp sites I guess," he said.

Jess chimed in sternly, since it involved her son also. "Any girls going along?" "Nope, just a guy thing," her son answered.

The two mothers looked at each other. "I don't have a problem with it," Missy said, "as long as

you two don't do anything stupid."

Lucas gave his Mom a playful smile. "We would never," he said.

Jess laughed. "Yeah, right. Just keep your eyes on the waves and not the bikinis," she said, glaring at her boy.

Missy's eyes drifted up her son's chest, to his face. "That goes for you too," she said. "Got it," Lucas answered, taking a quick glance at his Mom's jutting breasts.

Jess glanced at her bestie. "And that reminds me, your Mothers are also skipping town this

weekend."

"Just a quick, two-day trip to Vegas," Missy added, looking over at Jess as if afraid she might give something away, "So if you need anything, your dads will be around."

"Wow, it's like a hundred and twenty degrees in Vegas right now. Why would you guys wanna go there?" Gabe asked.

The women looked at each other, as if each waiting for the other to answer. Missy finally spoke up. "Well, thank God for air-conditioned casinos."

"Exactly," Jess smiled, then looked back at their sons. "All right, get your cute little asses in the shower, boys."

Lucas looked at his Mom as they scrambled out in just their briefs. "Can I use you and dad's shower, Mom."

"Of course, she didn't mean you two had to share a shower, goof-ball," Missy said, making Jess laugh.

"Yeah, that would be weird," Gabe said.

A few days later, Missy hurried down the stairway, her dainty heels clicking on the floor. She was done up to the nines with a light button-up sweater over her dress. Her husband Philip waited by the door, holding their sixteen-month old daughter. "Got everything?" he asked.

"Oh, I think so. Mom will be over in about an hour for the baby. Please don't forget to pick up Morgan from dance class," Missy said.

"Hey, relax, I got this under control," Philip said.

"I know you do," Missy smiled beautifully, "you're wonderful."

"You guys have a great time," Philip said, then gave his wife a kiss. "don't drain our bank account on the slot machines though."

Missy giggled, "I'll try not to," she said, feeling a tad guilty lying about where she was going.

A half-hour later, her and Jess were walking towards the ship and she had peeled off a layer of her outfit. At home, a light sweater had covered her upper half. Now the sweater was off revealing a black nylon tube-dress. It fell just below her crotch, leaving nearly all her freshly- shaved legs on display. Her pretty feet were propped in a pair of black sandals with only a slender strap crossing her feet, just above her painted toes. The dainty four-and-a-half inch stiletto heels clicked against the sidewalk, commanding attention.

"What a beautiful ship," Jess said, gazing up at the vessel as they walked towards the gate. She wore a sexy pale-pink bodycon mini-dress, with spaghetti straps. Like Missy, she also wore stiletto heels, showing off her sexy feet.

The two moms pulled their bags behind them, like two sexy flight stewardesses heading to the next jet.

"Welcome aboard ladies!" A friendly female ticket agent said as they arrived at the gate. "You can leave your luggage right here, an agent will make sure they get to your cabin right away."

"Thank you," Missy said.

"Can I have your reservation number?" the agent asked.

After going through the boarding formalities, the agent presented two different colored masquerade-style masks for the women to see. "One of the things that makes the Moms Gone Wild cruise unique is the anonymity of all our passengers. We ask that you keep the masks on whenever you're outside your cabin. Wearing masks keeps everyone's identity a secret and allows passengers to relax and really enjoy the experience," she explained.

"Interesting," Missy said, taking her pretty mask out of it's wrapper.

The two mothers put their masks on and looked at each other. "Wow, mysterious and sexy," Jess joked..

Missy giggled and shook her head. "I still can't believe you talked me into this."

"Well we're here now, so no turning back. Let's go check out our home for the next two days," Jess said.

The Moms walked out on deck and saw scattered groups of women and young men. The boys wore masks also, but instead of masquerade-style, they were wolf masks that covered the upper-half of their faces. All the boys eyes were on Missy and Jess as they sashayed by, their dainty heel clicking. The two women had dresses that fit snuggly over their lush mommy-bodies and the boys marveled at the way their huge tits trembled heavily with each step.

"Holy fuck, look at those knockers," Missy heard one boy say.

The women could feel the young men's eyes exploding ever part of their bodies as they walked by. Missy suddenly felt so exposed in her sexy little mini-dress.

"Fuuuuck," Missy heard one boy say. She peeked back to see three of them staring at her meaty ass as it undulated back and forth as she walked.

"Maybe pig masks would have been more appropriate for these boys," Missy said, making Jess giggle.

"And cougar masks for us ladies. My God I could absolutely pounce on some of these cutie's," Jess said. She spotted a fit-looking teen standing there watching them. He was bare-chested and obviously worked out. "Look at that one," Jess said lustfully.

"Yup, I looked...and that's all I'm doing," Missy said. "You know you wanna spread your legs as bad as I do."

"Jess, come on. I'm behaving myself, remember," Missy said as she continued walking.

"Yeah, well, good luck with that," her friend said, eyeballing the shirtless cutie as she passed by. "Just remember what the banner we saw outside said. What happens at Sea stays at Sea."

Missy's eyes lit up as she spotted something ahead. "Now there's something that has me tempted,"said, leaning against the rails and looking down onto the lower level. Below them were rows of lounge chairs surrounding a nice-sized pool and jacuzzi.

"I know where we'll be spending most of our time," Jess said, "when I'm not in the cabin getting fucked hard that is," she said, then smiled over at Missy.

Her friend gave her look, rolling her eyes, which made Jess giggle. "I'm kidding," Jess said playfully.

"Yeah, right," Missy said, "Let's get a drink and find a good place to watch the ship leave the harbor."

"Let's do it," Jess said as they strode toward the stairway.

By the time the ladies got their cocktails, the upper decks were full of people. There were dozens and dozens of masked mothers, just like Missy and Jess and an equal amount of young men, all wearing wolf masks that covered the upper-half of their faces. The ship's horn sounded as they pulled away from the pier, beginning to float out to sea.

Within minutes, the harbor began to disappear behind them. "Wanna lay out by the pool?" Missy asked her bestie.

Jess answered excitedly. "Yeah, yeah, yeah, let's go find our cabin and get changed," she said.

On the way to their room, the girls passed through a shopping area. Jess paused at small women's boutique. There were skimpy bikinis in the window display, which caught her eye. "Oh my God, Missy, look how sexy those bikinis are," she said.

Missy giggled. "Are you kidding me? Those are the tiniest bikinis I've ever seen," she said. "They're mini-micro bikinis. How fucking amazing would we look in those?" Jess said.

Missy shook her head. "No thanks, my bikinis are skimpy enough," she said.

Jess tugged her friend's arm, pulling her inside. "Let's just try them on real quick....pleeease," she pleaded.

After looking around and trying things on, not only did the girls purchase new bikinis, but a few pairs of thong-panties as well. With shopping bags in hand, they headed to their cabin.

The friends had paid for one of the more luxurious rooms on the cruise-ship. The spacious cabin had two full-sized beds and a balcony overlooking the passing sea. "Very nice," Missy said, stepping out of her heels and exploring the room.

"Oh my God, look at this tub," Jess said, peeking into the bathroom. In the corner was a huge jetted tub and next to it, a small shower.

"Maybe I'll just stay in the room, you go have fun," Missy joked.

Jess returned a mischievous smile.."You send me out there alone and I'm gonna get in serious trouble."

Missy laughed. "I don't doubt that," she said.

The two Mothers put their bags on their beds and began peeling off their dresses. They both wore sexy bra and panty sets and quickly stripped those off as well, getting completely naked. "I can't believe I let you talk me in to buying this thing," Missy said, holding up the tiny string that had only small patch of attached fabric.

"Just admit it, you're as excited to wear these as I am. Just imagine all the stares we're gonna get," Jess said.

"That's what scares me," Missy said, stretching the tiny string around her enormous tits.

Ten minutes later, they were primped and ready for some fun in the sun. The beautiful mothers strode across the ship, drawing the eye of every boy they passed. Jess wore a sexy mesh cover- up skirt, but her upper-half was a complete feast for the eyes. Her ginormous rack was barely contained in the tiny bikini sling. The top was literally just the traditional series of thin straps, but unlike most bikini-tops, only two small triangular patches of fabric covered a small portion of her jostling boobs.

Missy wore a white crochet-style beach cover-up. It was basically just a mini dress, but the hollowed out portions allowing a peek at the succulent bikini-clad curves beneath. Both women's pretty feet were displayed in sexy wedged flip-flops that matched their attire.

They went down to the main pool area at the center of the ship. Moms in sexy bikinis and masquerade masks were scattered about and the pair exchanged a "hi" with many of them as they weaved over and picked out two loungers in the full sun. The beat of contemporary hit music thumped loudly from overhead speakers.

"Drinks ladies?" a deck attendant asked as the mothers laid out their big towels. "I'll have a pina colada," Jess said.

"Mai Tai for me please," Missy added.

The attendant hurried off and the Moms stripped out of their cover-ups. Missy's micro bikini was red and bandeau-style. A thin strip of spandex fabric was stretched across her massive boobs, leaving an obscene amount of tit-meat exposed. Her thonged bottoms were just thin straps with a tiny piece of triangular-shaped fabric barely covering her mons.

Jess gawked at her friend with a big smile. "Oh my God, Girl, you look so fucking amazing in that," Jess said, plopping down on the lounge. The string of her own thong was tucked down in the crack of her ass, leaving her tan meaty half-moons on full display.

"There's no way this top's gonna stay in place," Missy said, her big jugs bobbling as she adjusted the fabric to keep her areolas covered.

"So big deal. We're wearing masks. Even if there are women on board we know, they probably wouldn't even recognize you," Jess said.

A blonde mother tanning her body next to them chimed in. "Don't worry, my boobs keep falling out of mine too. It is a 'clothing optional' cruise though, so I wouldn't worry too much," she said.

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Jess looked at her friend with a grin. "See? Moms Gone Wild, Not Moms Gone Modest. Relax," she said, making the blonde mom next to them giggle. "I'm Candice," the woman said.

Missy and Jess introduced themselves.

"I'm gonna get wet," Missy said, stepping toward the pool..

"Mmm, I'm already wet," Jess said, watching a few hot young men who were laying out nearby.

"That makes two of us," Candice said with a giggle. "That one in the dark blue trunks looks delicious," she said.

"His friend isn't half bad either," Jess said.

Missy stepped gracefully into pool, like some Greek Goddess, her huge, barely-covered tits

jutted obscenely, capturing the attention of every male within eye-shot. Even the other Moms, as beautiful as they were, looked upon her voluptuous body with complete envy. Missy dipped

down into water to her neck, then stepped back out of the pool, her curvy body shimmering with wetness.

The ladies sipped from their drinks while tanning their beautiful, nearly-naked bodies. Missy turned onto her tummy, propped on her elbows, so her big mommy-tits were half-mashed beneath her. She peeked up at the deck above and saw a cute, lean young man staring down at the meaty half-globes of her practically naked ass. Missy could see his eyes through the eye- holes of his wolf mask. They traveled along the backs of her smooth curvy legs.

While he admired her, she found herself doing the same to him, her eyes drifting down his lean bare chest to the bulge in his trunks. Her gaze darted back up and their eyes met and lingered a moment. The boy suddenly looked away timidly, only to peek back at her a moment later.

Missy giggled at how coy the kid was acting. He gave her a friendly wave and she returned a cute one of her own, along with a beautiful smile that made the boy's cock harden even more.

"Are you flirting, Miss goody-goody?" Jess asked, noticing Missy's exchange with the boy. "No, I'm just being friendly."

"Yeah, right. I know flirting when I see it. He seems shy. You should go up and talk to him," Jess said.

"Don't be ridiculous," Missy said, sipping from her drink. "I'm not here to chase boys." "You're just cared to?" Jess teased.

Missy rolled her eyes. "Scared? Really? You do know who you're talking to, right?"

Jess watched as the "shy boy" was joined by another young man and they both looked down at the ladies, gawking at their sun-tanned bodies. "Better hurry then, before he rushes off and gets some other woman's attention," she said to Missy.

Missy smiled and laid her head down. "I told you before, I'm here to enjoy the cruise, not to chase boys," she said.

Their new friend Candice chimed in. "You can do both," she said. "Exactly, thank you," Jess agreed.

Candice sat up, her big bikini-encased boobs wobbling from side-to-side. "Speaking of boys and

fun, you guys do know there's a glory hole on board, right? Wanna go check it out with me?" Jess's face lit up. "I heard about that and yes we would," she said, looking over at Missy.

"I'm good. I might get in the pool again," Missy said.

"Missy, come on, just come check it out. You don't have to do anything. Pleeease. We'll grab some lunch too, then come back and swim," Jess pleaded.

"Fine," Missy said, rising from the lounge.

The three moms strode down to a lower level in bikinis and bare feet. Their asses swayed and their nearly naked mommy-milkers quivered with each graceful step. "You ladies look amazing, just sayin'," one horny teen said as he watched them pass by.

"Thank you," the women said with friendly smiles.

They arrived at an area of boutiques and other upscale-looking shops and salons with flashy neon signage. One of the signs read "BARE NAKED MOMS." The women heard the thumping beat of music coming from inside.

"Let's check this out," Jess said, stepping through the entrance. The other Moms followed.

The inside had a strip-club vibe, but not dirty and shady like most clubs..Being on a cruise-ship, it had more of a fun, flashy feel, with lots of fancy overhead lights showering a huge center stage. On the platform, were a dozen naked masked Moms, dancing and giggling. The crowd of boys around the stage had their hard dicks out, beating to the site of all the jiggling flesh.

"Oh my God, that's so hot," Jess shouted above the deafening beat.

Candice gazed at the dick-beating boys lustfully. "Right. You guys wanna dance?" she asked.

Missy nodded. "I'm good. I feel naked enough in THIS thing," she said, pulling her bandeau top to keep her areolas from being exposed.

Jess stepping into a side hallway. "What's through here?" she asked. The corridor was lined with doors. A white neon sign illuminated the space and read "Private Lap Dances."

They heard a few boys whimpering from the other side of the doors. "Ohh yes, cum!" they heard a woman shout.

A smiley female attendant approached the three Moms. "Hi ladies. Interested in doing some dancing, or just hanging out?"

Missy smiled back. "Just passing through," she said.

Candice looked at the attendant curiously. "So are these sex booths too, or just lap dancing?"

"There's no sexual intercourse allowed here in Bare Naked Moms, but..." she winked. "We've never really kicked anyone out for it, if you know what I mean?" the attendant explained.

Jess grinned. "I get it," she said.

"There's a fun little amusement area called the Rocking Horse further down you guys might enjoy," the attendant said.

"Thank you, we'll check it out," Candice said.

"Have fun," the attendant said as the women wandered back out.

They continued along the row of boutiques and tiny cocktail bars, tucked privately in a courtyard with the passing sky above. Jess spotted an item displayed on a mannequin inside of the shop window. "Oh my God, a patriotic bandeau micro-bikini. I need that in my life right now," she said, stepping into the shop.

Candice giggled and moved across the courtyard.. "I'll see you guys in the Glory Hole," she said. "We'll be right over," Jess said.

Following her bestie inside, Missy spotted a bikini she absolutely fell in love with. "Why do you bring me in these places? You know I love to spend money," she joked.

"Because I'm just as addicted to spending as you are, that's why," Jess said.

The women each bought another bikini and a few other items. Bags in hand, they stepped across the courtyard to a place with a big flashy neon sign that read, "The Glory Hole."

Two young men came rushing out. "Damn that was awesome!" one said to the other. "Dude, she sucked my dick so good," the other said.

Once inside, Missy and Jess stepped down into a dimly lit space that had the feel of an upscale

salon. The wall facing them extended out into a huge half-circle. The oblong surface had a series of holes spaced out, at waist level, going all the way around. A dozen women, mostly in

bikinis knelt at many of the holes, their heads bobbing up and back in traditional blowjob fashion.

"There she is," Jess said, motioning to Candice, who was kneeling at one of the cocks, sucking away.

A sexy tattooed female attendant greeted them. "Hey ladies, we gonna suck some dick today?" she asked candidly.

"I am," Jess said, then her and the attendant looked at Missy. "I'm just um, observing for now," Missy said.

"Ok, we have some benches down here, so you can relax and watch," the attendant said, "if you change your mind, we have hair ties and all sorts of flavored oral sex gels. Just pick you out a cock and enjoy," the attendant said.

"Thank you," the women said.

Jess tied her hair back in a pony and looked through the gel flavors. She picked one up. "Oh my God, Missy, they have a pina coloda flavor," she said.

"Wonderful," Missy said sarcastically.

Jess walked along the Glory Hole wall. There were a few hard cocks sticking out, waiting to be sucked. She picked out her favorite and knelt in front of it. She looked over at Candice, who nursed hungrily on the tip of a boy's peter. "What flavor are you using," Jess asked.

The boy's knob popped from Candice's mouth, wet and shiny. "Strawberry. It's so fucking yummy," she said, then went back to sucking.

Jess squirted an ample amount of the oral flavoring on the boner and it flexed in reaction. She rolled her thick tongue around on the head, then started sucking, plunging the hard cock deep into her mouth.

As she sat on the bench nearby, Missy's attention was drawn to a long veiny boner as it poked from one of the holes, pointing straight out. She looked down at the wedding ring on her finger, thinking about how much she loved her spouse and what a wonderful father and husband he was.

Again, she peeked up at the sturdy erection, her eyes lingering on the fat knob. She could see a bead of pre-cum weeping from the piss-slit.

"Mmmnnn," Jess whimpered, her head bobbing up and back as she sucked the boy's prick skillfully. As she gave head, her enormous melons jostled around heavily, threatening to pop right out of her bikini-top.

Another yummy-looking hardon slid through a different hole, protruding out a good seven inches.

Missy stared at it for a moment, watching the hard meat pulse and throb. She glanced over at the assortment of oral sauces.

Again, her attention focused on the hole cock protruding from the hole. It looked incredibly hard, with big thick veins running down the shaft. Her husband had only an average cock, not nearly as meaty as the one she was staring at.

She started to stand, but paused as two moms in bikinis suddenly rushed over. "Ohh, I see one I like," one mother said, kneeling at the cock Missy had been staring at.

"Flavored gel?" the other Mom asked, trying her hair back, her medium-size boobies bobbling in her pink bikini-top.

"Yeah, can you get me cherry?" the kneeling mother asked, stroking the hardon with her hand, her own wedding ring sparkling.

Missy got up and wandered back out into the courtyard. A group of boys gawked at her huge tits

as they passed by, amazed at their immense size. One of them paused for a moment and looked her in the eyes. "Will you marry me?" he asked.

Missy giggled and flashed her wedding ring. "Already taken, sorry."

"Ok, how bout just some cuddling then? he asked. "There's no one in my cabin right now." Missy gave him a friendly smile. "I'm all set," she said.

He gave her boobs another good look, staring wantonly at the deep dark canyon of cleavage. "Never hurts to try right? Bye," he said, rushing off to catch up with his friends.

"Bye," Missy giggled, then wandered over to a mysterious-looking shop. A rustic carnival-looking sign above the door read: "FORTUNE TELLER."

"Hello?"Miss called out, stepping inside.

An older woman in sexy gypsy attire emerged from behind a silk curtain. "Welcome, please sit."

Missy played along, sitting at a small circular table with a large crystal ball at it's center. The woman looked Missy over. "I must confess, I've given a lot of readings, but you may be the most beautiful woman I've ever had at my table," she said.

Missy smiled. "I'm sure you use that line more than once a day, but thank you," she said. "May I hold your hands a moment, before I gaze into my glass ball?" the woman asked.

"Of course," Missy said, placing her hand into the fortune teller's. The gypsy-woman closed her eyes and slightly squeezed Missy's hands. She then turned them over and gazed at her palms.

"Thank you," she finally said, letting her hands go, then leaning forward, looking into her glass sphere. "I see a busy mother and wife," the woman said.

Missy smiled, "That would be me," she said.

"I see pleasure... much pleasure in your future, more than you've ever experienced. This pleasure will happen VERY soon," the woman said.

"Uh-huh," Missy muttered, unimpressed at this point.

"Wait... I see something else..."

"What would that be?" Missy asked with an amused smile. "I see a shy one," the gypsy said.

"Shy one?"

"Yes, a shy one. A shy... boy, fascinated by you," the Fortune Teller said.

Missy immediately thought of the boy on the upper deck who'd been staring down at her. She remembered Jess even commenting on how "shy" he seemed. "Can you tell me more about this boy?" she asked.

"No, only that he is the yin to your yang."

Missy gave her an odd smile. "Yin to my Yang? A boy?"

The Gypsy woman nodded. "Many spend their whole lives searching for the perfect mating partner. Yours is aboard this ship. Follow the shy boy," she said.

Missy wasn't terribly impressed, but gave to woman a tip and a friendly "goodbye." She met up we with Jess and Candice in the courtyard. "There you are," Jess said, looking at the shop that Missy had stepped out of. "Fortune Teller huh? Did she see anything naughty in your future?" she asked.

"Just a bunch of nonsense. Shall we check out this Rocking Horse place, then grab some lunch?" Missy asked.

"Let's do it," Jess said.

The Rocking Horse was the featured attraction on board the ship. It was literally a mini amusement park with a sexual theme. "Oh my God, these rides look outrageous," Candice said. A choir of moans and orgasmic screams were ringing out from every direction.

"Look at that one," Jess said, pointing at a two-story cylinder, shaped like a giant cock and balls. There were windows along the shaft. They could see two Moms in bikinis inside, giggling as the interior quickly filled with a thick foam of white bubbles. Suddenly the floor beneath the two women shot up, lifting them up the cock-tube and sending them flying out the tip. The two

Moms screamed, their sudsy limbs flailing as they flew through the air and splashed into a pool. "Oh my God, that looks so fun!" Candice said.

"What the hell is that one?" Jess said, stepping over to some type of ride that looked like a giant vagina. Jess read the fancy sign above it. "The Throbbing Clitoris, we gotta try this."

Missy giggled. "Try this? We don't even know what it does," she said. A female attendant stepped up to them. "Interested in a ride, ladies."

"What does it do exactly?" Missy asked, gazing into a round chamber with a few saddle-looking

seats.

"The seats inside are sybians. Ever been on a sybian before?"

The women nodded. "I never have, but my sister has one. She loves it," Candice said.

The attendant looked at Missy. "Imagine your vibrator, times a-hundred," she said, then led them to a display case. "The ride is five minutes. You can pick out your own attachment. These have

been sterilized. They attach right to your sybian seat for a custom pleasure-ride," the attendant explained.

Jess tugged on Missy's arm. "Let's do it," she said. "I don't know, Jess," Missy said hesitantly.

"Come on, you're not cheating on Philip. It's a fucking sex toy. Let's have fun," Jess pleaded.

Candice pointed at one of the attachments. "I want that one," she said. "That's called our G-max, for G-spot stimulation," the attendant said.

"I'll try that one too," Jess said.

"You won't be disappointed, trust me," the attendant said, then looked at Missy, "And for you?"

Missy forced a smile. "I'll try the one on the end I guess," she said, pointing at a four-inch stem surrounded by vertical ribs. At the base was a pad of silicon nubs for clitoral stimulation.

The attendant entered the chamber and connected their attachments. "You can hang your bikini bottoms right there on the hooks," she said.

Missy smiled at her bestie as she shimmied her bikini bottoms over her wide hips. "I can't believe I'm doing this," she said.

The three Moms peeled off their tiny bikini bottoms, their bare feet stepping out of them. Candice's pubis had a cute little landing strip. Missy and Jess's vulva's were completely shaved, the hoods of their thick clitoris's protruding from their pudendal cleavage.

The attendant exited the chamber. "The dispenser there will give you a squirt of lubrication. We suggest applying some to your vagina before inserting your attachment," she said.

"Got it," Jess said, sticking her hand to the dispenser so it could spit out a gob of lube.

The three Mom's slicked their pussies as they stepped into chamber. The attendant peeked in at them. "Once you're situated and your harnesses are on, just give me the thumbs-up and I'll start your ride," she said.

"Thank you," they said.

The mothers straddled their sybians, the attachments they had chosen sunk inside their fuck- holes. Their sexy legs hung down as if they had just mounted a horse, their feet dangling a few inches from the floor. "So why the harness? Is thing gonna buck me off?" Missy said, making her friends giggle.

"Buckle-up for the ride of your life, girlfriend," Jess said, strapping on her harness.

Once all the Moms were strapped in, Jess gave the attendant a thumbs up. "Let's do this," she shouted.

"Woooo!" Missy sang with an anxious smile. The playfully girl in her was beginning to show.

The chamber door closed, crazy lights began to flicker and the vibrations began. The women's eyes lit up and all three gasped at once. "Ohhh, shit," Jess sighed.

"ZZZZZZZ!!!" The sound of buzzing quickly grew louder as the sybians vibrated between their legs. There were little handles on the front of their saddles and the ladies gripped on, mashing their big bikini-clad tits between their arms.

The buzzing grew louder and louder as the vibration on their cunts intensified. Missy's eyes were clenched shut, her pretty face masked with pleasure.

"Ohhh my Goooood," Jess's voice trembled as she felt the sheath of her cunt melt around the attachment and her clitoris throb wildly.

The Sybian's suddenly tilted, reclining the women backwards. The harness secured them snuggly, otherwise they would have slipped right off, as their backs were now pointed at a downward angle. The three sets of curvy legs were thrown back in huge spread-eagles.

Jess dropped her arms back over her head, letting them dangle. Along with the vibrating attachments, the entire saddle of their sybians were now shaking, causing the meat of Jess's huge jutting breasts to quiver on her chest. "Yess! Uuuunnhhgg, yess!" she gasped in pleasure.

"Fuuuck!" Candice cried, her strong scissored legs convulsing and her eyes rolling back.

Missy still clutched the handles, gasping in ecstacy. Years of doing yoga and regularly engaging in different types of straddle-splits allowed her legs to prop back as far as they were. Her sexy bare feet were flexed, her toes pointing back. The sybian trembled between her thighs, the penis - shaped attachment buzzing against the clutching inner walls of her fuck-tunnel.

"Ggruuhh," she grunted, tightening her cunt-muscles. This would make her husband shoot off in a split-second, but not the sybian. She could pull out all her tricks, but it didn't matter, the machine was fucking her for the next three minutes and there was no stopping it.

"Uuuunnhhgg!" Missy screamed, her entire curvy body trembling in orgasm.

The Sybian's rotated back all the way, so the Moms were now upside down, their hair hanging just off the floor. Their legs were wide open, only their crotches remained connected to the saddles. Their clits stuck out, wet and engorged. Pussy juice burbled from the stuffed cunt-slits. Gravity had caused their heavy jugs to hang upside-down. Their mico-bikini tops barely hung on, the big bulging undersides of their melons were fully exposed.

Jess brought her strong tan legs up and wrapped them around a portion of the sybian, clutching and grinding her pussy desperately. "Ohhhhyeesss!" she cried out.

Missy extended her gorgeous legs straight up, pointing her toes at the ceiling of the chamber and making her body completely vertical. More orgasmic contractions shot through her big titted frame, making the smooth silky spires of her mommy-legs tremble in pleasure. "Uuuhhggh!" her cute voice screamed.

The machine had one more position to put them in, lifting the women high in the chamber, so that the saddles themselves were vertical, allowing the Moms to clutch their legs around the padded walls of the machine and hold on for the ride.

"ZZZZZZZZZZ!!! The attachments buzzed, vibrating against the inner lining of their cunts.

"RAT-TAT-TAT-TAT-TAT-TAT-TAT!!" the entire saddle bucked violently, causing the attachments to piston in and out of their juicy pussies at an incredible speed.

"Ohhh my God!" Missy cried out with passion, her whole body shaking from the power of the ride.

"RAT-TAT-TAT-TAT-TAT-TAT-TAT!!" The attachments plunged the juice from their twats as they plowed the women's G-spots unmercifully. All three pretty mommies cried out shamelessly, their hot, practically naked bodies, clinging desperately to the trembling machine.

Their screams blended with the rattle of the sybians and the lewd juicy sounds of girl-cum squirting around the silicon stems.

Finally, the wild ride began to slow as the trio were slowly lowered back to the floor. "My God," Candice gasped.

All three women looked like they'd just been tossed around inside some type of orgasmic tornado. They caught their breath as the chamber door opened. "Fuck, did that really just happen?" Jess said, making the attendant giggle as she stepped inside.

"I take it you ladies enjoyed the ride?" she asked.

Missy smiled, her face still flush. "What ever gave you that idea?" she joked.

Candice let out a big sigh. "I want this, at my house. I'll kick my husband out. How much?" The attendant giggled, helping them unfasten their harnesses. "Probably not for sale, sorry."

Missy sighed as they put their bottoms back on. "I'm starving. I say we get some food now," Missy asked.

"I second that idea," Candice said.

The sun was going down and the women went back to their rooms, showered and put on their

sexy evening gowns. Jess wore a red bodycon mini-dress, with thin gold-colored chain straps. Missy chose a white ribbed crop-top and mini-skirt set. It had long sleeves and was made of form-fitting polyester accentuating her amazing curves. "Ready to wine and dine?" she asked her bestie.

"Let's do it," Jess said, topping her outfit off with her sexy mask.

The women strode across the ship, their dainty heels clicking on the deck floor. Passing boys literally stopped and did a double-take, whispering to each other as they lusted after the beautiful Moms.

They met back up with Candice, who was also dressed to the nines, then stepped in to the dining hall.

"Thanks for letting me join you guys for dinner. I feel kinda like the third wheel," Candice said as they were seated by the handsome young host.

"Don't be silly. We enjoy your company," Missy said.

"Yeah," Jess agreed "and since Miss Goody-Two-Shoes here will probably opt out of the extracurriculars later, it'll be nice to have someone to go out and make trouble with," she said.

"I'm game," Candice said excitedly.

The women ordered drinks and dinner. The conversation centered mostly on their kids. Given that they were on a cruise that none of their husbands knew about, or would agree with, they kept their spouses out of their chat as much as possible.

It was around dessert time that Missy noticed a set of familiar eyes gazing at her from a few tables over. It was the "shy boy" that had been watching her from the upper deck. The kid sat with a small group of other boys and wore a sharp button-up shirt and dress-pants.

Their eyes seemed to linger before the boy gave her an awkward wave. Missy smiled and waved back and, of course, Jess was the first to notice. She looked over at the target of her friend's attention. "Is that the kid from earlier? The shy one?" she asked.

"Yes," Missy said. "That's him."

"Oh my God, he cleans up nice," Jess said. "His friends are cute too."

Candice chimed in. "I saw one today..so gorgeous, and he was giving me that 'come fuck me' stare. God, I could kick myself for not talking to him," she said.

"Your desserts," their waitress said, giving the women their plated goodies. "Thank you," the Moms said politely.

While Candice and Jess conversed about cute boys they'd seen on board, Missy found her eyes drifting back to her handsome admirer. As if drawn by magnets, the boy's eyes peeked back over at her, watching her bring a bite of cheesecake to her luscious mouth with her fork. Missy stared into his eyes, licking her lips as she let the dessert melt in her mouth. Her mind couldn't help but reflect on the Fortune Tellers words about the shy boy being thbit"Yin to her her Yang." That he was the perfect mating partner, able to bring her more pleasure than anyone she'd ever meet.

"What do you think, Missy?" Candice asked.

The mother was suddenly snapped from her trance. "Oh, um, what, I'm sorry," she said, completely oblivious to the conversation that had been going on around her.

"Hmm, someone's a little distracted, aren't they?" Jess said, then looked in the direction of the shy boy,"Oops, missed your chance again."

"What?" Missy said, turning to find her admirer's seat empty. "Where did he go?" she said out- loud, making the other two women giggle.

Missy spotted him moving towards the entrance. She heard the Fortune Teller's voice in her head. "Follow the shy boy," it said.

Missy got up and hurried off. "I'll be back," she said.

Jess and Candice watched in surprise. "Holy shit, I didn't see that coming. Miss Modest is actually chasing after a boy" she said.

Lights illuminated the main pool area. Missy heels clicked rapidly as she hurried after the teen, her big boobs trembling heavily with each step. "Hey...wait," she called out.

The boy rushed up the stairway to the upper deck. Missy did her best to catch up with him, but her 4-inch stilettos didn't make the task easy. She paused and took them off, then continued to make chase.

She got to the upper deck and rounded a wall, only to discover there was no sign of him anywhere. "Ugh, damnit," she said disappointedly.

She turned to move back for the stairs, but stopped suddenly when she saw him standing against the wall. "Oh... hi," she muttered.

"Hi," he said timidly, then glanced down at the swell of the enormous rack stretching her haltered-top. There was a long silence, only the sound of the ship crashing through the water, just over the deck railing.

"What's your name?" Missy asked sweetie. "Mine, um...Larry," he muttered.

Missy giggled. "Larry's not really your name, is it?" she asked. "No," he confessed.

Missy gave him a sweet smile. "It's ok, I get it...the masks, the anonymity, that's what this cruise is

all about, right?"

"Yeah. Sorry if I was staring. You're um...you're really beautiful though," he said bravely. "Well, I suppose beauty, without a cute guy to admire it, is a waist, right?"

"Yeah, I guess that's true," he said.

Missy slowly stepped towards him, closing the space between them. "So, are you having a good time so far? she asked.

"I think so. It's a cool ship. How 'bout you?"

"Yeah, it's been a fun day. I enjoyed laying out by the pool and getting some sun," she said.

Beneath his wolf mask, the boy's lips curled into a smile. "I bet. I've seen lots of bikinis, but that one you were wearing was...well, it was amazing," he said.

Missy blushed a little herself. "Thanks," she said, "it's not really something I would normally wear, but I figured, the whole 'Moms Gone Wild' thing, I would relax my attire just a tad," she said.

The boy nodded. He could see her hard, thick nipples protruding out through the fabric of her dress. "I love natural curves. A lot of women are getting those big fake boobs nowadays," he said.

"Well, I can assure you, these are a hundred-percent home-grown," Missy said, glancing down at her huge jutting breasts.

"Wow, lucky lady," the boy muttered, staring at her jugs. "What size are they, can I ask?" Missy gazed at him with her alluring eyes. "Thirty-eight double H," she said softly. "Dang," the boy said, his cock hardening, "They're beautiful I bet."

Missy got within a foot of him and stopped, her boobs nearly touching his chest. "I think so," she said, glancing down the bulge in his crotch. "What about you?" she asked.

"Me?"

"Yeah, what size are you...down there?" she said, then sighed as if coming to her senses. "You know what, never mind, you don't have to answer that."

"Nine inches," he muttered.

"Oh..." she muttered, then smiled. "You must impress all the girls with something that big."

They gazed lustfully at each other for a moment. He glanced at her boobs a few times and Missy suddenly giggled. "What?" he asked with a smile.

"You're a boob guy, Aren't you?" she asked.

The boy seemed to blush. "I guess," he muttered.

Missy giggled. "It's ok, you don't have to be embarrassed. Lots of guys love big boobs," she said, making her ballooning jugs gently heave back and forth. "they're like big squeezable, suckable toys," she said.

"Yeah," the shy boy said with a timid smile.

Missy gazed in his eyes a moment. "Do you wanna touch 'em?" she said.

"Can I?"

She smiled sweetly. "Sure," she muttered.

The boy reached up and squeezed her big tit-orbs, his fingers sinking in to the supple meat. She watched him gawk and squeeze, feeling her clitoris throb between her legs."Cup your hands under them. Feel how heavy they are," she whispered..

He did so and his mouth fell open in amazement. "Dang," he muttered. She smiled at his reaction. "Big, huh?" she asked.

He nodded and she glanced down at his bulge. "Can I feel you?" she asked softly.

"Sure," he sighed.

Missy reached down and squeezed his thick meat. She let her fingers trace it's impressive length. "Oh my God," she giggled, "are you sure you didn't stuff a banana in your briefs?" she joked.

"Ha, no, it's me," the boy said.

"It feels really thick too," she whispered, looking straight at him. "It's funny..." she said. "What is?"

"I've never met you, yet your eyes, your voice...they seem so familiar to me," she said.

Suddenly, they both stared at each other with a look of horror. The boy's hand quickly slipped from Missy's tits and her hand from his cock. "Noo," Missy muttered, "No, you can't be," she said in a sudden panic, then grabbed his mask and slipped it off.

It was her son. "Lucas?!?!" she exclaimed. "Mom?!?!" he muttered in absolute horror.

Missy slipped her mask off, glaring in disbelief.."What the actual fuck, young man?! she shouted, backing up.

He stared back at her, speechless. "Ohh shit," the boy said, realizing how much trouble he was in.

Twenty minutes later, Missy and Jess stood in their cabin, with their arms folded over their tits, glaring down at their two boys. Both Lucas and Gabe sat on the bed and looked like kids who'd just got caught with their hands in the cookie-jar.

"I do not even FUCKING believe this. You two lied to us. You're suppose to be on a surfing trip, with your buddies, remember?" Missy chided.

Gabe looked up at his Mom. "Sorry, but what about YOU TWO? Aren't you suppose to be in Vegas right now?"

Missy and Jess looked at each other uncomfortably. They knew he had a point. Missy glared back at her son. "Why couldn't you just have been honest with us, told us you wanted to come on this cruise?"

Lucas peeked up at her shamefully. "I guess for the same reason you weren't honest with Dad. He probably wouldn't have been ok with you coming," he said.

The besties looked at each other again. At this point they knew they were in the wrong, just as much as their sons were and to scold them would just be hypocritical.

"Ok, so I guess, we were all kind of in the wrong here," Missy said, "and what's happened has happened and...here we are."

Jess chimed in. "True, we're in the middle of a cruise. It's not like we can just go about our normal routine," she said.

"So what do we do?" her son Gabe asked.

Missy and Jess gave each other a stumped look, then Missy turned back to the boys. "Jess and I need to talk. Wait for us out by the pool," she said.

"And that means don't go chasing any women," Jess said, glaring at her son.. "Got it," Gabe said as the got up and left the cabin, closing the door behind them. "I'm horrible," Missy said, rubbing her head.

"Look, Missy, we all..."

"I was lusting after my own son. I asked him how big his dick was..I touched it. I let him put his hands on my tits for God sake," she said.

"Ohh..." Jess said, getting a big smile. "Wow." Missy looked at her. "Yeah. Wow is right."

"Look, you didn't know. Lucas is a cute kid...and he had a mask on. Don't beat yourself up. He didn't know it was you. How would you have known it was him?" Jess said.

"That's true, but now he probably thinks his Mom's on this cruise just to whore around and that's the last thing l want him believing," Missy said.

Jess was in heavy thought for a moment. "I'm all about Gabe being with girls, but to be honest, the idea of him being stalked on board this ship, by a bunch of horny women OUR AGE really bothers me," she said.

"I feel the same about Lucas," Missy said. "So what do we do?" Jess asked.

The Moms met up with the boys and they all sat together at a table near the pool. "Ok, we've already established that none of us should really be here," Jess said.

Missy spoke up. "Not that any of us are here to do anything inappropriate, but it might be best if we just kinda stuck together for the next two days."

"Stuck together? Can't we just pretend like we didn't see each other?" Gabe asked.

Jess glared at him. "So you can go be a man-whore to a bunch of slutty Moms? I don't think so," she said.

"Look, we can still have a good time the rest of the cruise," Missy said, "Hang out by the pool and eat good food, we'll just do it together."

Jess looked at both the boys. "And part of this 'togetherness' means sharing a room, so you guys should get your things and move them over to our cabin after we're done here," she explained, causing Missy to share a quick glance with her son.

"What do we tell the other guys?" Lucas asked. "I'm sure you can figure that part out," Missy said.

Gabe frowned. "So what are we gonna do tonight, just sit around and look at each other?" he

asked.

"Well, we were planning on getting a drink and sitting in the jacuzzi. I guess you boys are joining us," Missy said.

"I guess so," her son muttered.

Jess glared at Gabe.. "I don't even wanna ask what you guys had planned," she said.

Missy giggled. "Right?" she said, giving her son a look. "Maybe it's a good thing this happened."

The boys went down to fetch their belongings while the Moms went back to the cabin and stripped naked. "There no way I'm wearing this in front of him," Missy said, taking her new bikini out of the bag.

"What are you talking about? He already saw you in the other mini-micro and it was just as revealing," Jess said, stepping into her own skimpy thong.

"That doesn't mean I should start parading around in front of him with another one on," Missy said.

"Come on, I'm wearing mine. Just put it on and relax," Jess said.

Missy leaned over to take the other half of her bikini out of the bag. Her huge naked boobs hung from her chest, bobbling heavily. The big rubbery nubs of her nipples protruded from the centers of her wide areola, which consisted of thick tissue, dotted with milk-glands. "I'll wear it I guess, against my better judgement," she said.