Chapter 5:
Heather had stayed in touch with Kerri Wheeler, the fellow "Mother of the Year" who she had met at Paradise Bay. Kerri told her that there was a special place for mothers and sons like them: Point Jocasta. They could be totally free to be who they are, surrounded by couples just like themselves.
She decided that would be just the place for them to spend their summer vacation. But first, Heather would take her son shopping. They had a delightful day buying a new blazer, some dress shirts, polo shirts, khakis and even some Bermuda shorts. Heather wanted to be able to show off her beautiful and perfect son.
She so enjoyed seeing Brian in his outfits that she took him into a changing room, sucked his cock, and then fucked him. The fear of getting caught made it only hotter
***
A few days later, they flew to an isolated part of the Rocky Mountains. Then Heather and Brian hopped on a small private plane.
Heather felt a little nervous. What would it be like to be so open about their relationship? What would it be like to be surrounded by other mother-son couples? They were picked up at the airport by a black SUV with tinted windows. Through the windows, they could see that Point Jocasta was on a beautiful lake surrounded by pines.
They were driven to a gate where their driver swiped a card to let them into the fenced-in compound. Just after they lost sight of the entrance, they passed a sign "PRIVATE PROPERTY. No Trespassing."
Soon after, they encountered another sign. "Welcome to Point Jocasta! A Special Place for Special Loves." The driver pulled over. Along came a golf cart and Heather noticed that her friend Kerri Wheeler was driving it.
"Heather! Brian!" Kerri greeted them both with kisses. She was wearing nothing but a bikini that barely covered her boobs.
"You're going to have so much fun!" Kerri told them. as she drove them into the compound. Point Jocasta was rather rustic, with several cabins surrounding the "town square."
At the center of the town square was a statue of a handsome young man. The plaque on the base read "Randall Malone. With eternal love, Virginia Hamilton Malone."
Kerri explained, "Virginia founded Point Jocasta. Randall was her son. After the death of her husband, she was depressed, almost suicidal. Taking her son as her lover probably saved her life. But he died quite young. Virginia has serious money and was able to found Point Jocasta as a special place for mother-son couples. Where they can be themselves."
Indeed, Heather noticed how many pairs of middle-aged women and handsome young men -- both often half-nude -- were walking around the resort arm-in-arm.
"It's very discreet. Invitation only. You know, people wouldn't understand," added Kerri.
Heather and Brian walked into the office building and checked in. They were greeted by the president of Point Jocasta, a peppery gray-haired woman who introduced herself as Judy McCracken. She told them some of the rules: strict confidentiality, no sexual contact without consent, no judging of others' lifestyles. "Some of the moms like to swap sons. Some don't. It's totally up to them."
As Judy walked them to their cabin, she told Heather and Brian that she was a good friend of Virginia and that when she learned of her affair with Randall, she decided to seduce her own son. "It was so wonderful for both of us. I loved training him to satisfy my every need."
Heather and Brian settled into the cabin. It was a little rustic, but there was a king-size bed perfect for fucking. The walls were not excessively thin, but every now and then, they could hear cries of ecstasy from neighboring cabins.
After settling in, Heather and Brian went for a walk on the beach. It was just a small strip of sand on the lake, but they had complete privacy, given that the resort had clearly bought up all the land on the shore. They certainly couldn't miss the multiple mother-son couples making love. Heather and Brian couldn't resist joining them.
Before long, Brian was doing Heather doggie-style on the sand. Before long, multiple mothers and sons surrounded the two of them and cheered them on.
Brian realized that he felt proud. Proud of how he was pleasing his mother. Proud of how the other moms and sons were showing their approval. Proud because he realized how he had grown under the tutelage of his mother. And proud because he realized how much he loved his mother and she had shown him a special way to express it. Even as he plowed Heather from behind, he thought he should get a T-shirt saying "MAMAS BOY 4 LIFE."
Heather felt proud, too. Whether dressed or nude, Brian caught the ladies' eyes. He walked with a confidence that he had never shown before he had started having sex with his mother.
Heather found herself being hit up by other mothers who wanted a shot at Brian. She enjoyed playing hard to get, but she also had fun seeing other moms benefit from Brian's carefully honed fucking (and eating and fingering) skills. Of course, she got to sample their sons' wares as well.
In between fucking sessions, the mothers had great fun together. Killing bottles of wine, trading stories of their successful conquests, cooking meals -- it was terrific! In the evenings, there was dancing until late. Every mother loved being so public about her love for her son.
One night, as they lay together nude in the darkness, Brian turned to Heather and asked her, "What do you think Dad would think of all this?"
Heather didn't wait a second. "He would think it was great." She tousled his hair. "You look so much like him, you know? Especially as you have grown up. " She sighed. "And I love you both so very much."
Brian kissed her neck. "I love you, too, Mom. Or should I say, Mother of The Year."
***
Angela's birthday fell in late August, just before she returned to college. Kristin had moved in with her boyfriend, which allowed them to be open about their affair, at least behind closed doors. Mother and daughter had a delightful summer together. They shared a bed every night and made love on almost all of them. Whatever tensions had existed between them had dissipated.
Angela so enjoyed sex with her mother that she entertained the idea of cruising some of her female professors to see if she could have another older woman as her lover ("Horny Daughter Seeks Loving Mommy").
She realized that this was the first summer in years where she only slept with one person. No drunken hookups with dumb jocks. No secret bedroom romps with her gal pals. She didn't miss them. Indeed, she realized that she didn't need a man in her life at all.
After the usual festivities with friends and family, Angela and Juliet retreated into the living room. Cuddling on the couch, the two sipped wine and ate gummies until they were both very high. Angela leaned over and kissed her mother.
"Thank you so much for a great summer, Mommy."
"I loved it too, baby."
"You are such a great mommy."
Juliet caressed Angela's face and looked into her eyes.
"I couldn't ask for a better daughter. Happy Birthday, baby."
Juliet then gave Angela a passionate kiss.
Angela choked back tears. Her mother really, really loved her.
They threw their arms around each other. Angela felt up her mother's breasts. She knew they were fake but it didn't matter.
"My mama has the best boobies!"
Juliet laughed and said it was time to go upstairs.
They stripped and tumbled into bed. They kissed each other hungrily and rolled around together. Juliet sucked her daughter's breasts and then fingered her wet pussy.
"You enjoy fucking your mommy, don't you, little girl?"
"Yes, I do!," Angela said in a fake little-girl voice.
