Abbie’s Spring Break
Copyright© 2026 by OmegaPet-58
Chapter 14: Busting My Chops
Romance Sex Story: Chapter 14: Busting My Chops - Dean’s List overachiever Abbie hasn't partied since high school—so her nudist parents drag her to South Padre Island for spring break, determined to fix that. She never expects a shy college guy named Abe to steal her heart, his nervousness hidden by too much free beer. What starts as flirtation becomes something much more intense, erotic, and lasting—beyond when the holiday ends and they have to return to university together.
Caution: This Romance Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Heterosexual Fiction Humor Sharing Group Sex Swinging Anal Sex Cream Pie Exhibitionism Massage Oral Sex Petting Voyeurism Big Breasts Foot Fetish Nudism
ABE
“Hello?”
“Hi, Mom. It’s Abe.”
“Abe? Oh, you mean my rotten son? He’s not available. He’s away on some beach forgetting his dear mother.”
“Oh, don’t be like that. I have an excuse.”
“Hmph! It had better be a good one.”
“It’s the best. She’s the best.”
“I don’t believe ... Wait, you said, SHE?”
“I’ll be driving back to Houston tomorrow morning. Abbie would like to meet you. She’s a UH student, too. She’s smart, and funny, and beautiful...”
“Did you have sex?”
“Uh, Mom. You’re on speakerphone. That’s her, laughing in the background.”
“Oh, shit. I’m sorry, uh, Abbie. He didn’t ... Oh, I’m embarrassed.”
“Ma’am, I expect you and your son are about the same bright red color right now. It’s fine. Abe has been polite and sweet in every way. He’s met my parents, even, and they have nothing but fine things to say about him. While I’m at it, the answer to your question is yes, we did. He was loving, kind, and fun; you can be proud of him.”
“Oh, I’m proud of him, but on this topic I’m not looking for details. Are you coming back to Houston together? Will you come see me, or has he forgotten where I live?”
“Don’t be silly, Mother. I called you so you’d have time to compile all the humiliating stories from my youth for Abbie’s entertainment.”
“Oh, you mean like the...”
“Yeah.”
“And the time you...”
“That one, too. I’m going to disconnect now, while I still have a few shreds of self-esteem left.”
“It was lovely to speak with you, Mrs.—”
“Don’t you dare, Abbie. Have Abe tell you my first name, if he can remember it. Bye, now.”
I disconnected the phone and put my face into my hands.
“She sounds wonderful, Abe. I can’t wait to meet her. I’m sure eventually my parents will like her too.”
“Eventually?”
“Of course, Abe. I’m sure my mom and your mom will want to collaborate on the wedding plans. Oh! Your face! I love to tease you, silly boy.”
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