First heat in a new home.
(c) Killjoy 2008

Felicia yawned and stretched as she awoke, lying there still exhausted despite how long she'd slept. She glances down to find the covers of her bed had been kicked off during the night; her restlessness must be why she was so run down this morning. It was then that she noticed the feeling, a warm wave that flowed in over her, dulling her senses. "No... No! Not today." She exclaimed as the realization sunk in. The vixen climbed out of bed onto shaky legs and made her way to the calendar "How could I have forgotten?" Staggering back to her bed to flop down upon it, Felicia sighed and reached a paw down between her thighs to finding her vulva swollen and damp "I must have forgot to mark it down after the move..."

After a few minutes, she finally got up and dressed before making her way out to the kitchen. As she walked, she could hear her son playing video games in his room. She fixed herself a small breakfast and went into the living room to sit on the couch, turning the TV on to watch the news.

"Morning mom." Tommy called out, taking a break from his games to grab some food.

"Tommy?" Felicia stammered and looked over towards him and then to the clock "You're going to be late for school."

"There's no school today mom... Its Saturday." The boy responded while he prepared a sandwich.

"Oh..." was all she could manage, her mind so hazed by the building need "I forgot it was Saturday"

"Are you feeling ok mom?" Tommy asked and walked around in front of the couch "You don't look good."

Felicia realized she'd not brushed her hair or any thing yet, she must be a mess "No... no.. I think I'm coming down with some thing..." The vixen faked a cough "You should probably go over Alex's house so you don't catch my cold."

Tommy looked down "I can't..."

Felicia cupped her paws over her mouth, Tommy couldn't go to his friend's house because they'd moved to far away "I'm sorry Tommy... I forgot...I'm still getting used to living here."

Tommy looked up into his mother's eyes, seeing them well as if she were about to cry "Its ok mommy..." The boy then lifted his nose and sniffed, some thing funny was in the air.

Felicia snapped out of her daze when he keen ears picked up the sound of her son sniffing, looking up at him "Could he smell it?" she wondered. "Tommy... I... I'm going to go to my room and take a nap for a while. You should go out and play some where. I don't want you in the house or you'll get sick too."

The boy nodded "Ok." And inhaled again, trying to figure out what that odd scent was.

Felicia got up and hurried off to the bathroom, calling out "Out Tommy and don't disturb me, I need rest. I'll be up to make you dinner tonight." Closing the door behind her, she removed her robe and panties before sitting down on the toilet to relieve herself. "What am I going to do?" she sighed and shake her head, "I've always been able to send him to his friend's house during my heats but now..." Felicia stood up and looked into the bowel, finding that her urine carried a slight pinkness to it. She then turned and looked into the mirror; seeing how messed her hair was as she must have been thrashing about in bed for most of the night.

"I'll sleep it off..." she muttered and picked up a bottle of valium "I can just sleep all day and fixed Tommy dinner tonight... Two days and then he'll be back to school." She took a couple pills with water and then looked back into the mirror "Only a week... I can make it until the next weekend and... I'll be fine then." She then opened the bathroom door to peek out, making sure Tommy had gone outside before she made her way to her bedroom.

Once there, the vixen flopped back onto her bed and hugged a pillow. Her whole body felt as if it were tingling, the center of which was between her thighs. She found herself reaching down to rub against the source of her need, feeling a shiver run through her when a fingertip pressed between those sensitive lips.

Outside, Tommy was wandering around the back yard in search of some thing to occupy his time. "What was that smell? He wondered to himself, unable to get it out of his mind. Had he smelled it before? Where was it coming from? And why was his belly feeling funny now. "Maybe I'm catching mommy's cold?" As he walked, he noticed the material of his pants was rubbing against his boy bits, which also felt a little funny. For the past month or so he'd been waking up with the same odd feeling and his little foxhood was stiff for some reason he didn't understand.

"Good morning." A voice called out from behind Tommy "I have a package here for a Miss Felicia Walker."

Tommy turned to find the postman standing there, holding a large package. "Oh, my mom is sleeping right now. She's sick."

The postman nodded and held out the package "That's ok, you can take it in for her."

Tommy nodded and accepted the box, carrying it to the house. He set it down on the table and looked at the address to see whom it was from. "My toys!" he exclaimed, the package had been sent by his aunt; some thing the movers had left behind when they left their old house. Without thinking, he dashed off to his mother's bedroom to tell her the news. "Mommy! My toys arrived!" the boy called out as he opened the door and looked to his mother's bed, finding her laying there nude with her back towards him. "Mommy?" he blinked, suddenly remembering what mother had told him about disturbing her. "Mommy?" he whispered, walking towards the bed.

That scent caught his nose again, stronger then before. He took it in with a deep breath, filling his lunges with the musk. The odd feeling in his belly returned instantly, sending a shiver through him. "What is that smell?" he whispered and sniffed, following it closer to his mother. "Mommy?" he tried again and reached out to touch her arm "Are you sleeping?"

His mother rolled onto her back, sprawling out before him. Tommy had never seen a girl naked before, let alone his mother. He blinked and looked her over, his eyes fixing on her large breasts and the pink nipples that stood erect upon them. Pulling his gaze lower, his eyes traveled down to her loins where he found her paw with a couple fingers pushed up into a slit there. "Mommy?" he whispered and leaned in to look closer. "Where's her thing?" the boy wondered "Was she trying to find it?" He sniffed again as he climbed slowly onto the bed; the scent was definitely coming from where her fingers were.

Tommy glanced up at his mother, who was sound asleep, and then back to her paw. His tummy felt as though it was churning within him, his heart beating faster the closer he got to her crotch. He inhaled again and hesitantly moved a paw in to touch the fur beside this odd slit, finding it matted with wetness. He lifted his fingers to sniff them, the musk covering them, and then dared to lick them to see what they'd taste like. His eyes opened wide when the flavor hit his taste buds, like nothing he'd ever tasted before. He looked back to the source and gently moved his mother's paw, slipping her fingers free.

Felicia moaned softly at this, moving a bit in her sleep but not waking up. Tommy froze and watched her, wondering why she didn't wake but his attention quickly returned to her loins and that irresistible scent. He lowered and lightly nuzzled beside his mother's sex, feeling the dampness against his nose, and then he licked out across to taste it again. The lick made Felicia's legs spread and bump Tommy who backed up, waiting for his mother to be still once again before he moved himself around between her legs, laying down there to dare take another lick.

This time his tongue washed up directly across those folds, coaxing a long coo from his mother who spread her thighs even more. She was smiling now, even while sleeping, and Tommy took it as a good sign for what he was doing. The boy dove right in without hesitation now, lapping about across his mother's femininity to taste that odd flavor again and again. As he bathed her mound, his mother squirmed and gasped, pressing her loins upward against his soft tongue as if to encourage his actions which it of course did. His tongue concentrated its efforts on the swollen lips at the middle, lapping over them before he suddenly noticed the tip of his tongue gliding up between them. He lifted his head to look at them, remembering how his mother's fingers had been within them and slowly parted them with his own so he could see the bright red flesh within.

"It looks like it goes in deep..." he muttered and leans back in to lick, forcing his tongue up into this passage to see how far he could get it. His mother moaned and rolled her hips, pressing down against the boy's muzzle. Tommy swirled his tongue about and then withdrew it, filling his mouth with a wetness that made his body tingle all over. Again and again his tongue darted up into his mother, working about until he felt some thing bumping against his nose and upper lip. The boy pulled back and examined this new thing; a small bump stood up near where his mother's folds met almost the size of his pinky's tip. He rubbed a finger against the fleshed nub, hearing his mother moan out, and then leaned in to tongue bathe it as well.

While the boy licked and explored, he felt a discomfort in his loins, as though he was lying on some thing too hard. He sat up and found that his pants were sticking out, his shaft had gotten stiff again. It was too distracting from his new fun, so he decided to take his pants off to they weren't so tight any more. His underwear came off as well, leaving his small foxhood standing out from his white belly fur. Some thing puzzled in his mind and he looked from his bits to his mothers and then back again. He had some thing sticking out in front of him and she had a hole that went up into her for some reason. His ears perked at a thought, reached down to rub his paw over his erection. The sensation felt nice, but only made him wonder more about why his was different then his mom's, were they... intended to go together?

Tommy swallowed and scooted up closer between his mother's thighs, guiding his penis down to bump against her mound. The pointed tip easily slid in between her swollen outer lips, greeting it with pleasurable warmth. The boy trembled and pushed forward, driven by a need to feel that heat spreading around his length. The more he pushed in, the more he felt as though he had to and soon found himself belly to belly with his mother, fully within her. He eased himself down against her form, hugging her with his chin resting between her breasts. His mother's thighs lifted a bit against his hips, holding him there as he savored the warmth, it all felt so right.

Tommy churred at every wiggle his mother made as she pressed herself up against his crotch, her hips slowly rolling under him. He hugged her tighter and moved his own hips, grinding inwards for a moment before slowly drawing back, gasping at the sensation. His hips pressed quickly back against his mother and then pulled away even further before bucking back forward. The feeling made him tingle even more, taken over by instinct, he quickly began to hump against her.

His mother moaned and cooed, writhing under him, her arms moving up about him to hold him to her. "Oh mommy..." he whimpered, franticly thrusting as he could feel the sensation changing below, his mother's passage seeming to get tighter around him, making it hard to pull back. He closed his eyes and grits his teeth, feeling his belly tighten as well and then suddenly, a wave washed over him. The boy clung to his mother and ground in against her crotch with all the effort he could muster, feeling his length throbbing hard while his mother's inner walls seemed to pulse and milk upon him. He panted and gasped, unable to do any thing but hugs and grind until the pleasure finally subsided.

Tommy smiled and rubs his cheek against his mother's chest "That felt so good..." He opened his eyes to look up at his mother, who was still sleeping it seemed, and then glances downwards. He tried to pull his hips back but it felt as though his mother's passage was holding him. A sudden fear swept through his mind, was he stuck? The boy sat up with his paws on the bed and tugged his hips again, feeling himself move slightly within her. Another tug and his cock slipped back with a pop, freeing a large swelling near the base of it. "What the?" he gasped and withdraw his penis fully, seeing a gush of white stuff escaping after it. His length was much thicker now then when he put it into his mother and had a large ball stick in it close to his body. "What happened?" the fear grew, had he hurt himself? Had mommy done this? Would it ever go back to the way it was before?

The boy trembled as he pondered all these questions, watching his shaft wobble with little pulses as white stuff seeped from the tip. As he watched, the knot began to shrink, slowly returning his penis to its normal size, even becoming limp and receding into his sheath after a bit. Tommy sighed in relief and then climbed up beside his mother to cuddle up with her, resting his muzzle on her shoulder. "I love you mommy..." he whispered, closing his eyes to join her in slumber.

The end.

I'm sorry for the shortness and poor quality of this story, its been in my head for a long time now and I wanted to get it out before work, typed this all in about a hour while slightly buzzed on Nyquil. Hope some of you enjoy it.