As Ron realized he could make out Beth's white thong disappearing between the firm cheeks of her ass as she strutted into the boutique, his dick began to call for the blood which had just moments earlier been inhabiting his embarrassed face. He quickly found a seat, laid his carry- on bag across his bulging lap, and began to contemplate whether or not Beth had seriously intended to be so forward with him, or was she just messing with him some... and the way Pam and Beth were dressed along with Amy's disregard for their sexy attire and its noticeable effect on him, plus Amy without panties, and Pam and Beth obviously without bras..Ron's mind was reeling, his cock was growing, and then they came back out from the boutique ready to board the plane.

The older women headed toward the gate while Amy strolled over to get Ron. She was now also wearing her new dress. It differed slightly from that her mom and Beth had purchased. Hers was not quite the daring spaghetti strap design, but did have a scooped neckline that showed more than a hint of cleavage, just like the others. Like theirs, it also came down to just above the knee, hanging down loosely from the enticingly snug fit across the bust line.

Amy stepped onto the escalator first, leaving Ron one step below her. He quickly confirmed there was no one getting on behind them, then dropped his hand to her muscular calf. She turned only slightly and flashed Ron a knowing grin as his hand moved further up, past the back of her knee, beneath her dress, and quickly to her bare ass. "So, Beth didn't buy you any panties I see?" Ron asked in a hushed tone.

"Oh God no, but you wouldn't believe what happened. While I was checking out the dress one last time in the mirror, Beth starts gathering up my skirt and tank top." Amy said, even as Ron's fingers began tracing up and down the lips of her pussy. "She is about ready to hand them to me, when she notices the stains across the front and asked me what I got all over my shirt." "Mmmm, that really is starting to feel good." Amy cooed in reaction to Ron's ever active fingers.

"Don't stop with the story now, we are almost to the top" Ron said as his index finger began to probe slightly past her moistening opening.

"I'll try, but you make it hard to keep my train of thought. So, anyway, I tried to play it off, saying it was just ice cream."

"Quick thinking" Ron responded as he glanced past Amy to Pam and Beth, who were now approaching the top of the escalator. "Did she go for it?"

Amy kept talking, and Ron was listening, but his eyes were transfixed to the sight above. The upward angle coupled with the relative shortness of their dresses presented quite a sight to young Ron. Each woman's legs looked even longer than usual from this position, and their toned thighs retreated beneath the hem of their dresses only inches from their round ass cheeks. But the sunlight shining down from the many windows in the concourse level was at just the right position to provide for a truly sexy image of both women. Their dresses let the sunlight pass through so that their curvaceous bodies were clearly silhouetted through the cotton material, and Beth's panties especially, were plainly evident in contrast to her tanned body and yellow dress.

Luckily for Ron, Amy was too preoccupied with his fingers, and her story, to notice what had taken his attention from her, as she went on, "Ron, pay attention, you won't believe what happened next. After I tell her it's ice cream, she says 'That sounds good, what flavor did you get.Wait, don't tell me, let me guess.' Then she held my shirt up to her nose and sniffs. And while she is doing this, I realize there must have been more on there than we knew, because she keeps finding more stains than we did, and some are obviously still damp."

"No way!" Ron exclaimed, his cock now reacting to the combination of the recent image presented by Pam and Beth , his finger pistoning methodically in and out of his girlfriend's pussy, and the image of Beth examining Amy's cum stained shirt. "Then what?"

"Mmmm, you have to stop with your hand Ron, ...for now.. But you can count on the fact that I will have you go down on me as soon as we get alone again. You owe me one, but for now we are almost to the top."

Ron looked back up, realizing Pam and Beth are off the escalator, waiting for them a mere ten steps up. He quickly slipped his hand from beneath Amy's dress, eliciting a moan of desire from her as she watched him discreetly suck her juices from his finger.

"I can't finish now" Amy whispered as they got ready to step off toward their gate, "but you won't believe what happened," then seeing the concerned look on his face, she went on, "Don't worry, we weren't busted, but you still won't believe what she ..."

"Hurry up you two.' Pam interrupted her daughter, "Our plane is boarding." Ron was thankful he had a carry on bag to hide his boner as they made their way onto the plane for the Grand Bahama Island.

They had four seats across the medium sized plane, two on each side of the aisle. Neither of them having ever flown before, Ron and Amy quickly got into an mild argument over which of them got to sit next to the window. Pam intervened, giving up her window seat to Ron, and agreeing to take the aisle seat next to her daughter. Ron's cock had managed to soften some during the time they boarded the plane, although it was still semi-swollen. As other passengers were also moving about the crowded plane, Ron stood in the aisle while Pam edged past Beth to stand in the aisle with Ron. Pam's efforts to get past her friend required her to lean over from the waist, causing her dress to fall from her body, giving Ron a prolonged view down the neckline of her dress. Her braless tits were visible almost to her nipples, which to his disappointment were still hidden firmly against her new dress.

Just as she cleared Beth, and was preparing to move to her seat, a rather heavy lady, toting a big bag came barreling down the aisle. She forced both Ron and Pam to move back closer to Beth, still seated in the aisle seat. As the lady's girth pressed into Pam, she had no choice but to scoot back even further, eventually pressing her firm ass against Ron.

Ron was thankful for the difference in their height. No matter how much he tried to avoid contact with Pam's ass, he couldn't. But at least his prick didn't lodge right between her fabulous cheeks, like it would have a woman as tall as Beth. Her ass was however pressing against his upper thighs and balls, and as she shifted from one foot to another, her firm cheeks actually seemed to cause his balls to shift from side to side. His cock was at the same time laying across his pelvis, therefore lightly pressing about six inches of his rapidly swelling dick horizontally across the small of her back. Ron quickly realized the irony in this situation, for if Pam's ass were not so pronounced and bubbly, he would not have had the space between them to prevent his cock from pressing against her back like a rolling pin. Their close proximity also allowed Ron the opportunity to look directly over Pam's shoulder, down the front of her dress. As she leaned her upper body back slightly to avoid the fat lady, he could actually see between her lovely boobs, down to her flat stomach, and managed to catch a quick glimpse of her black panties

Pam watched at the obese lady bulled on past. She was well aware of how her ass was pressed into Ron, but she was unable to do anything about it. She tried to move right or left, but with the limited space available to her, she only succeeded in pressing first one, then the other of buns into his scrotum. She couldn't believe she was in this situation again so soon after their encounter in the back seat, only now it was obvious each of them were fully awake and aware of the predicament they were in.

Pam could feel Ron's big young cock pressed across what felt to be the complete width of her slender back. She caught herself trying to guess just how big Ron's dick was, then quickly forced those thoughts from her mind. Her daughter was sitting only two feet from her for God's sake, and intentionally or not, she was grinding her ass into Amy's boyfriend's cock and balls. The perversion of the whole situation made her feel guilty for sure. But, it was also having the same effect on her that swept through her body earlier in the car. Pam could feel herself growing wet. Finally the lady passed, and Pam quickly took her seat. She decided she would use the flight time to decide how she should handle what just address with Ron, if at all.

Beth watched with interest the entire episode that played out only inches from her face. Ron's ass was pressed into the edge of her seatback, and although she couldn't see his crotch, there was no doubt Pam had been forced to press her ass right into him. The rude passenger pressing past had caused them both to have to wriggle around, obviously grinding against each other. Beth noticed Pam quickly separate and take her seat as soon as she was able. Beth also made note of the way Ron scooted past with his back to her, slipped into his seat and dropped the service tray across his lap. Beth's earlier vow to have some fun with young Ron flashed through her mind, and she knew now would be a perfect opportunity to further torment him as he obviously tried to hide his erection.

As the plane taxied out, and the stewardess gave the usual instructions, Beth said to Ron, "She said put your tray in an upright and locked position. Want me to do it for you?" and she began to reach for the tray.

Ron jumped as if he had been shocked, "NO! er sorry, I mean no, I can do it." And he grabbed a magazine to slide over his lap as he raised the tray.

"I was just trying to help." Beth said , giving it her best hurt feelings tone.

"I am sorry," Ron said quickly, feeling guilty for having snapped at Beth. "It's just that, ah, well I guess I am nervous about flying, that's all."

"No problem," Beth said as the plane throttled up and began to pick up speed, "I still get a little freaked every time I fly. Taking off is the worst part for me." As the plane began to leave the earth, she dropped her hand over and gripped Ron's knee as if it were a nervous reaction. He actually was nervous about the flight, and didn't notice for a second or two that her hand was on his thigh, and had caused the magazine to scoot further across his lap.

A few seconds later, as the plane leveled off, Beth seemed to become aware of her hand clasping Ron's leg, and removed it, saying, "Sorry about the death grip, like I said, I just get nervous."

"It's ok." Ron said as he turned to look out the window. "Wow, this is really cool, you can see right to the ocean floor."

"Really? Can I see?" Beth leaned over across Ron's lap, placing her left hand near his knee, and her right hand on the middle of his left thigh. Ron was forced to lean back to allow her to peer out the small window. Beth could feel her dress fall away from her body, and she suspected Ron was getting a clear shot of most of each breast.

The magazine covering Ron's hard-on was slipping further and further across his lap. He was concerned his bulging shorts would become evident to Beth. He had been trying to will his cock back to a flaccid state every since he had disengaged from Pam's ass. But Beth's touchy- feely mannerism was making it difficult. As she leaned across the arm rest to look out the window, Ron's left arm was trapped beneath her impressive boobs. He could feel their unrestrained weight glide across his forearm as she leaned closer to the window. After what seemed like an eternity, Beth retreated back to her seat. Ron was able to discreetly readjust the magazine to safely conceal his reaction to her.

"That is quite a sight, but I still get nervous flying over the ocean," Beth said, "How about playing a game with me to help pass the time. Ever play Hang Man before?"

Ron was thankful for something to do to divert his perverted mind from Beth's body, so her readily agreed to play.

***

As they began to play their game, Pam was still sitting motionless, her eyes shut, as she had almost from the time she had managed to finally quit pressing herself into Ron's crotch. She seemed to come to a rather disturbing conclusion after several moments of debating with herself as to her reaction to what had happened. No matter how much she told herself she had not intended for either interaction with Ron to occur, she kept coming back to the fact that she enjoyed it each time. She knew it was wrong, and she knew she must avoid further such situations, but she could not erase the undeniable feeling of lust that had overwhelmed her when she felt his young body respond to her the way he had. Continuing to replay the events in her mind was only making her more and more horny.

Finally she gave in to her wicked thoughts and began to fantasize about Amy's boyfriend, rationalizing that what ever happened in her brain would provide a good outlet for the pent up frustration beginning to consume her body.

Pam's mind placed her back in her bathroom, preparing to take a shower. She knew Ron was in the hallway, peering at her through the slightly opened door. She slowly removed her clothes and got under the water, turning and posing for his benefit. She knew he was playing with his big cock as she ran her soapy hands over her firm tits and ass. Wanting to continue her teasing, she stepped from the shower, wrapped a towel around her and went into the bedroom. She could see Ron in the mirror, still peeping around the door. She dropped the towel and began to rub herself with lotion, until her entire body was glistening.

As she raised her head up to look at the doorway, Ron's eyes locked with hers, and he quickly strode into her room. "Ron! What do you think you are doing?" she said as the teenager began to take off his shirt.

"I am going to show you what your constant teasing has done to me." He responded.

Pam pictured herself standing there, nude, trying to cover herself with her shiny, lotion covered hands. In an indignant tone, she said, "I don't know what you are talking about, but you had better stop right now."

Ron was now pushing his shorts downward, slowly allowing his massive cock to come into her view. He was standing so close that his swollen cockhead sprung forth and pressed into her stomach. Pam tried to push him away, but he was so much taller and stronger, he simply grabbed her by the arms and forced her back onto the bed. Pam started trying to squirm away from him, but her slick skin only slipped back and forth beneath him, causing a delightful friction of their bodies.

"Don't fight me, you know you want it." Ron' fantasy persona said with a confidence he didn't possess in real life.

Pam's breathing was becoming more labored as she fought with more intensity. She could feel his cock pressing into her thighs as she tried to fight him off. Then, Ron slid his body up over Pam's slick torso, until his cock and balls were positioned over Pam's heaving boobs, his cock towering out directly above her face. Pam seemed transfixed by the sight of his prick, to the point she didn't notice Ron quickly place the handcuffs on her wrists and secure them to the headboard.

Pam surprised herself with the direction she was taking this fantasy, but the growing dampness between her legs encouraged her to continue.

***

Beth's mind had been working out a wicked little trick for young Ron during the first few rounds of Hang Man. They were picking words or phrases that described 'what they wanted to do on vacation' and so far things like 'get a tan', 'go snorkeling', and 'sunbathe' had been the norm. Beth drew out the blanks for her next puzzle, pressing the pen firmly down on the magazine in Ron's lap. He had refused to let her remove it for the first round, so now they were both using it to provide a writing surface for the game. She finished with the blanks for this round, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _, and told Ron to start guessing letters.

***

Amy had grown tired of gazing at the ocean, and turned to look past her sleeping mother, to where Beth and Ron sat, apparently playing a game of some sort. Beth had turned to face Ron, leaving only her back visible to Amy. Ron was such a goofball, Amy could tell he was trying to steal peeks down Beth's dress every time she leaned over to write on the paper in Ron's lap. She really couldn't blame him for taking notice of Beth, or her mom for that matter. They were both extremely attractive, especially for their age. Amy didn't really mind, mostly because she knew there was no way either of them, nor Ron for that matter, would do anything inappropriate. If there were any chance anything could happen between them, she might worry, but the idea of Ron getting worked up by her mom and Beth was more amusing than threatening. Besides, Amy was more than glad to take care of any increased urges Ron might develop by looking down Beth's neckline.

Amy knew Beth was a tease, she had overheard her telling her mom about the thrill she got from getting the guys at the gym all worked up. She had eavesdropped a few other times as well. Amy could still remember her mother's shocked reaction to Beth's story about buying a prostitute for her husband several years ago. It seemed he had always had a fantasy about a threesome, so Beth had given him his dream for his 30th birthday.

She could still remember how horny it made her to listen to Beth tell her mom all the graphic details of everything they did that night. Picturing Beth with her husband and another woman was making Amy get hot once again. She had been all worked up since the escalator ride, and now Amy felt an increased heat between her legs as her naked ass squirmed beneath her short dress. Soon she found herself thinking about what it would be like to let Ron stick his dick inside her overheated pussy. She wasn't sure what it would be like, or what would be the best way to do it for your first time. These thoughts were running through Amy's brain as she continued to watch Beth and Ron. Maybe she could ask Beth stuff about doing it for the first time. She was way more cool than her mom, hell, Beth would probably like to be in the room, directing the action.

The lingering thought of Beth helping her and Ron screw for the first time quickly evolved into Amy's mental image of Beth dressed like a school teacher, hair in a bun, eyeglasses, and a ruler in her hand. She suppressed a giggle as the image expanded to include her and Ron naked, sitting on the couch as Beth strode back and forth before them. She could only imagine how hard Ron's cock would be at the thought of Beth joining them for a hot session of sex. As Amy allowed her mind to wander, she found herself becoming more and more aroused at the scenarios being played out in her brain.

***

"Guess another letter Ron," Beth said, anxious for him come to the conclusion she had planned.

"Um.ok, how about an O?"

"Good one, I think there are three." Beth said as her hand once again dropped onto the magazine covering Ron's still swollen prick. D _ v o u _ _ o u _ _ o _ k.

Ron was finding it very difficult to concentrate on the game. Every time Beth wrote, the pressure she applied made his cock roll back and forth beneath the magazine. He was certain she was totally oblivious to what she was doing to him.

She seemed much more interested in this puzzle, so he tried to put more effort into it as well. He was down to the last leg of his stick hang man, so he had to get it without missing anymore. In response to Beth's urging to guess again, Ron said, "OK Vanna, give me a minute to think about it."

***

Pam continued to pretend to be asleep, the entire time Ron was ravaging her within the safety of her fantasy. After he cuffed her hands to the bed above her head, he began to slowly masturbate only inches from her face. His cock was slick from rubbing over her lotion coated body, and his hand moved easily from the base to the fat, swollen head, then back again.

"Ron, you have to stop," Pam said, "You are young enough to be my own son, not to mention you are dating my daughter."

"You should have thought of that before you started being such a prick teaser. Now I am going to give you what you've been asking for, so you might as well lay back and enjoy." Ron said as Pam's gaze remained fixed onto the massive cock sliding beneath his hands.

"Did you know I get an erection every time I come over here. Of course you know, you go out of your way to cause it. Admit to me you have been teasing me on purpose, go on admit it." Ron demanded, his hand now stroking faster up and down the length of his cock.