Newford III - The Vacation
by Vampire [Julius_Elysiak@yahoo.com]



'All right, then,' Lauren said. Stepping over, she scooped me in her arms, effortlessly and 
started walking back towards FM. Next morning; we walked back through the woods and 
were able to get back into our rooms unnoticed since the wardens' duty lasts till 6:00 AM 
only.

'Hey, look who's back after a long fruitful night!' Said Jason as I walked into the room. 
Mark and Dan were still on their beds but it was evident that they had woken up some 
time back.

'So how was your night, Julius?' Asked Mark with a huge grin on his face.

'Simply amazing, Mark!' I said. 'Sleep was fitful though.'

'That's my boy,' Mark said getting up and patting me on my back.

'Really Julius, you should be more careful. What do you think would have happened to 
you if the warden had discovered that you were missing?' Dan asked in a levelheaded 
tone.

'Come on mate. Don't listen to him,' interjected Mark as I opened my mouth to reply. 'The 
important thing is that you scored last night. Hey, why do I see dried blood in your 
knees?'

I told them about what had happened, minus the muscle and lift stuff.

'Damn it! I just hope, you are 100% in our game against the Bristol Public School on 
Thursday.'

'Don't worry Mark; I'll be all right. Where are you off to, Jason?'

'I thought, I'll go meet my sister. She just returned from Oxford after participating in the 
Wales Field Hockey Competitions.'

'Your sister studies in this school!' I exclaimed surprised.

'Well yes, mate.'

'I never knew about it. Anyway, I'll come with you. I need to get this knee wound cleaned 
in the Medical Room.

For the next couple of days, we didn't get time to go off to Freedom Place either. I was 
getting really frustrated but Lauren didn't seem to mind that. "We'll have enough time 

after Christmas vacation,' she said.

Two weeks later we were standing on platform 3 in Blackpool Railway Station. Dan, 
Jason, Mark and Victoria were standing with us as we waited for the train to arrive. Dan, 
Jason and Lauren had the same train while Mark and Victoria were supposed to take a 
flight later in the evening.

As the train arrived, Lauren and I kissed goodbye but not before she gave me a feel of her 
beefy biceps. She was wearing a blazer and as I rested my hand on her arm she tensed it 
resulting in a big bulge in her arm and also in my pants.

My train was scheduled for four in the evening so I bid farewell to Mark and Victoria as 
well as they took a cab straight to the airport. Journey back home wasn't an eventful one.

We arrived in Coventry earlier than I expected. Hailing a taxi, I headed home.

* * *

I rang the doorbell a lot of times before mom answered.

'Hi, mom,' I said and hugged her. She was taller than me, standing 6 feet. 'Where is Dad?'

'Oh, he isn't here. He had to go off to Spain on a rather pressing business matter. It'll be 
just the two of us this Christmas.' As she said this, I noticed her mischievous smile.

I shuddered as I remembered the last time Dad had gone out on tour leaving the two of us 
alone in the house. I had known forever that she was a nymphomaniac, but the shock of 
coming home early one day and seeing your mom with another man does scare the hell 
out of you. And if that doesn't, getting your balls kicked and being photographed nude 
certainly does.

This is exactly what happened 3 months ago before I joined Newford. The soccer match 
was cancelled due to a heavy thunderstorm and I started for my home early. Dad was in 
Germany at that time on official tour. Unfortunately, I had the keys that day which made 
it possible for me to enter the house without ringing the bell. I paid dearly for it!

Hearing some weird noise from my parent's bedroom, I headed for their door. I should've 
knocked but when your luck is rotten, your brain just doesn't comprehend these trivial 
things. As I opened the door, I found my mom with a young man (actually, he couldn't 
have been a day more than 20) in a rather compromising position.

All hell broke lose that day! The man ran with his pants down his ankles, while mom, 
instead of being ashamed gave me a tight slap before kicking me viciously on my 
testicles.

'If you tell anyone, especially your dad about this, I swear, I'll castrate you.' She yelled.

For the next four days, she continued her sex forays unabashedly, each time with a new 
guy. Unfortunately, during those days, I lost my cool in the school. I couldn't do anything 
at home so I decided to vent my anger on a classmate who unwisely bumped into me in 
the cafeteria and spilled truckloads of tomato sauce on my white shirt. This incensed me 
greatly and I beat him to an inch of his life, which led to my expulsion.

Dad returned and was really angry when mom told him about my expulsion. I wanted to 
tell Dad about mom but I was mortally afraid of her threat. That is when Dad got me an 
admission in Newford.

My mother is to be honest, too beautiful to be a mother. She has long dark hair, large yet 
very firm breasts and a pair of sexy, sinewy legs that go on forever.

Still embracing me, she bent down and gave me a soft kiss, pulling mildly on my lips. I 
placed my arms on her strong shoulders and tried to pull myself away but she held me 
tight in her arms.

'Come on in,' she said and bent down to pick my bag.

'Its ok mom, I can carry it,' I said.

'I know Julius, that you are a strong boy but you must be tired,' she replied as she lifted 
my bag effortlessly in her left arm and putting her right arm across my shoulders led me 
in.

I was aware of the sexy smell of my mom's perfume as we walked in to the living room. I 
sat down on the sofa.

'I'll keep this bag in your room,' she said.

'No mom, that's ok. I'll take it.'

'Keep sitting honey, I'll be back in no time and then make you a delicious dinner.' As she 
climbed up the stairs, I couldn't help noticing how her calves bulged underneath her knee-
length skirt.

It took her some time to return, and as she climbed down the steps, I noticed the reason 
for it. She had changed to a pink full-sleeved nightgown, which barely covered her tiny 
pair of panties. I stared at her as she came down and sat next to me on the sofa.

'Change of plans, honey; I ordered dinner from outside and they'll deliver pizza in half an 
hour. And I completely forgot, your dad and I thought about renovating your room and 
the work is only half done. So I guess you'll have to sleep in my room tonight.' She said 
as innocently as possible.

'What?' I cried, 'Mom, I can't sleep in your room. Why can't I sleep here on the couch?'

'Because, I don't want you to be uncomfortable on your first night back at home.' She said 
in a dismissive manner.

She stood up and walking across sat back down on the opposite sofa. 'I don't know, 
what's the matter with you? You come home and all you want to do is to hurt your 
mother.' She said, feigning sadness.

'All right, mom. I'll sleep in your room if it makes you happy,' I said resignedly.

'Great!' She said and crossed her leg, allowing my eyes to feast on her luscious thighs. I 
must've stared at them longer than necessary and as I looked up, I saw that mischievous 
grin on her face again.

After dinner, we sat watching television till midnight. Ten minutes later, she stood up and 
yawned, 'Come on, let's go to bed.' She said in a tone, which left no room for an argument 
on that subject.

I followed her upstairs, watching her calves flex sexily on the staircase. As we entered 
the room, she scooped me in her arms like a baby, with her right arm under my neck and 
her left arm underneath my legs.

'What are you doing, mom?' I yelled.

'Oh, calm down! I've been hitting the gym regularly for some time now, and just wanted 
to see if I could do it.'

I was scared that my penis would flare up in a moment and she would notice it, but 
thankfully she carried me to the bed, which was only a few paces away and dropped me 
on the mattress.

I just lay there looking at the sultry figure of my mom as she busied herself with 
arranging a few clothes in her wardrobe. She was tall and lithesome, but there was 
strength in her lithe body. Her waist was small and hard and her legs were long but 
sinewy and I couldn't keep my eyes from her calves for long as they swelled beautifully 
whenever she reached up for a high hanger.

I was still trying to comprehend her intentions. Even before when I had caught her 
committing adultery, she had never tried to seduce me, but I was sure that tonight that 
was exactly what she intended to do. For a moment I wondered if I could probably 
overpower her and run for it; not that I wanted to. But even though I was in excellent 
shape playing soccer and all, still I wasn't pretty sure if I could dominate her if it came to 
fighting. For starters she was an inch taller than me (not a big deal but still), secondly she 
appeared muscular and also that she was able to lift me in her arms almost effortlessly. 
Lastly, I weighed 165 pounds standing 5'11, while she was lighter at 160 pounds and 
stood 6 feet.

Anyway, mom came back on the bed and switched off the lights. I had changed to a pair 
of shorts and a tee shirt, while she had removed her gown and was wearing a sleeveless 
nightie, which left her legs, and a bit of her panties exposed.

She had climbed under the same sheet I was under which further complicated the matter. 
I turned to the other side so my back was facing her. This was better so she couldn't know 
that my penis was starting to harden. I was just waiting to see, what she was up to. I knew 
that we weren't just going to sleep tonight.

A minute or so later, she snuggled close to me and wrapped her arms around my waist 
pulling my back into her breasts. And then I felt her legs entrapping my legs. When she 
was done, we were lying in a spoon position and I had an erection the size of a 300 ml 
cola bottle!

Her head was so close to me that I could feel her breath on the back of my neck. And by 
the uniformity in her breaths, I came to know that she had fallen asleep. I couldn't 
understand what she wanted. Here she was wrapped around my body like a python and 
instead of doing something she had fallen asleep. Maybe, I thought, she was just trying to 
be affectionate towards me in a platonic fashion, but then how could I justify the choice 
of her nightie?

I had started getting really frustrated. She was the one who started it and now she had 
suddenly lost interest. Involuntarily, my hand slipped under my shorts. The erection was 
starting to pain with all the pent up energy. Slowly, I started rubbing and shaking it. I was 
careful not to wake her up due to my horniness but it wasn't easy.
 
Suddenly, my hand froze in my shorts. 'You little pervert, who do you think you are, 
Oedipus?' I heard my mom's voice. 'You're getting all excited sleeping next to your 
mommy! Come on Julius, you're 16 and if your 50 year old mommy is lying next to you, 
you start jacking off!'

'No mom, you're mistaken,' I sputtered. 'I'm not doing anything, it was itching a bit.' I said 
without turning around to face her.

'Are you sure? Cause if you were jerking off, maybe your mommy could give you a hand 
at it.' She said demurely. I was getting really confused, why does she keep changing her 
mood, I thought.

'Mom, what do you want from me?' I said still not turning around to look her in the face.

'Nothing honey, I just want to give you a hand with your masturbation, is that okay?'

I didn't respond, just lay still. A few seconds later, I felt her arm moving inside my shorts. 
I almost shot out as her hard palms groped at my erection and in a few seconds I was 
aware of her tight grip on my dick. She started stroking my penis and said, 'Do you like 
it, honey?  You love it that your cock is in your mom's hands and that she is jerking you 
off, don't you? Would you also like to suck on your mom's tits?'

I didn't say anything after that and neither did she. She rubbed my penis for a few 
seconds before moving down and clutching my balls. I was getting really nervous and 
excited. She juggled a bit with my balls, and I could barely suppress a carnal moan.

'How big are you?' She whispered.

'Err, 8 inches,' I lied. Actually I was a shade over 7 and it just came out before I could 
think. But the moment I said it, I knew my lie was caught. A nymphomaniac like my 
mother could certainly guess how big a penis is. But if she did, she didn't speak out loud.

I squealed as I felt a warm, wet sensation in my ear. I realized that it was my mom's 
tongue probing inside my tympanum and I loved it. For close to 2 minutes she kept on 
shaking my penis and I was trying very hard not to ejaculate. I wanted her to know that I 
wasn't a guy who spurts out no sooner it goes in the pussy.

It went on for a few minutes and then she stopped. I was still lying, facing the other side, 
with her breasts crushed against my back. I was wondering why she had suddenly 
stopped so cautiously I removed her hands from my penis and turned around. She had 
fallen asleep.

Her nightie had come up to her breasts exposing her flat, striated midriff. I noticed small 
tufts of raven hair peeking out of the sides of her panties, which I found rather titillating. 
I couldn't believe that a woman her age could have such a smoldering body. The only 
other body I had seen which was sexier than her was Lauren's (my girlfriend from 
Newport I and II). But there bodies were so different that a comparison wouldn't be fair. 
Lauren's body was huskier and more muscular than mom's and she was only 5'8 while 
mom was a shade over six feet. Mom possessed a sylphlike body, which was trimly 
muscled. Her arms weren't thickly muscled like Lauren's either, but rather sleek and if 
possible much more veined.

With extreme caution, I slid my fingers under mom's panties and tugged at them till I 
could peek into her densely haired pussy. I stared shamelessly at her pubic hair for a few 
seconds before feeling it with my other hand. It was incredibly soft to touch.


Suddenly, her eyes opened and I almost wet myself. 'I wasn't sleeping, hon. I wanted you 
to understand that every person in this world is capable of adultery. For the past few 
months, you must have felt that I was a cheap whore but now look at yourself. You are no 
better than I am and I want you to know it.'

It made perfect sense. Mom was a whore and I was an incestuous piece of shit! I guess it 
ran in the family.

'As for tonight though,' she continued, 'nothing else will happen.' We've enough time to 
continue where we left off. And I don't want you masturbating either.'

Next day when I woke up mom was in the kitchen preparing breakfast. I didn't take long 
in the bathroom and was down in ten minutes.

'Good morning, mom.' I said.

'Call me mommy!' She said curtly.

'Why?'

'Cause I said so,' she looked straight into my eyes.

'OK.' I didn't have a problem with calling her anything after last night. Slut may have 
been appropriate but who was I to talk about morality now.

'Have you bathed, already?' She asked.

'No, not yet.'

'Have you forgotten the rules. No food till you've bathed.' She said, dismissively.

'Fine,' I said and went upstairs.

She followed me into the bathroom. I looked at her but she bent over and turned on the 
water. We waited patiently looking at the tub being slowly filled with warm water. I was 
confused. Was she going to stay here and watch me take my bath? Last night, she had felt 
all there was to feel but I didn't want her to see me naked when the entire place was 
bright.

After what felt like a year, the bath was full and she turned off the water.

'What are you waiting for?' She asked.

'What do you mean. Are you going to stay here while I bathe?'

'For God's sake Julius, do I have to walk you through everything.'

'What are you talking about,' I asked looking at her in an incredulous manner.

She didn't reply but grabbed my wrist and pulled me infront of the tub. Letting go, she 
pulled the tee shirt off of me. I complied silently. Then, she pulled my shirts down and I 
was standing there in my white underwear. She smiled for the first time.

'Clean,' she said, 'very good.'

My dick started getting hard again. And in a second was straining against the confines of 
my jockey.

'Wow,' she said, 'happy to see mommy?' She was smiling seductively and I was waiting 
for her to reach for it. I didn't have to wait long.

Grabbing the elastic she started lowering my underpants slowly. My butt was unveiled 
but the erection stopped the downward motion. She reached under and grabbed my penis. 
I almost moaned as she pulled my erection gently as the underpants slid down. Again I 
raised my legs one after the other so she could take my underwear and put it in the 
laundry bag next to the basin.

I felt vulnerable standing there with my dick hard and big as she turned around to look at 
me. She came closer and placed her hands under my armpit. Before I knew what she was 
doing, I was dangling in the air supported by her strong arms. She lifted me higher and to 
the right so I was suspended just above the tub. I couldn't believe her strength. Her arms 
had tightened due to the strain and appeared all bumpy and knotted with sleek sinews. 
Forearms were a mass of straining muscles and thick puffed veins, even though 
they appeared as slim as the upper arms. Her biceps wouldn't have measured more than 
12 inches but the strength was awe-inspiring.

Slowly she lowered me in the tub. It felt wonderfully warm as she immersed me 
completely, except my head of course, under the water. I was in a reclining position as 
her hands left me. She tossed a new cake of soap in the water and left. I was left 
frustrated again. If she could do all those things, why couldn't she...?



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