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Authors name: IndyPop (buzoo@rediffmail.com)
Story title : Trapped in Paradise 

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Trapped in Paradise (MF, mother/son, inc)
by IndyPop (buzoo@rediffmail.com)

***

Reluctant son celebrates Christmas at his remote hilly 
town at his mother's request. The weather suddenly 
deteriorates forcing the son and mother to stay close on 
an icy night. 

***

"Honey," Mom asked at the other end. " Are you coming 
home this Christmas." 
 
I looked reluctantly at the phone in my hand. I had no 
intention of going home. There could be no better way to 
ruin a holiday than to go to my hometown, a remote hill 
town far off in the north. People say it's a beautiful 
place, and that may be. But in this season, at the end of 
December, the whole town would be covered under tons of 
snow and with the sub zero temperature it does not look 
like a dream holiday to me.

Our own house was miles outside the main town, making it 
even more remote. I tried to remember the winters, the 
snowstorms and the occasions when we were trapped in our 
house for days before the roads were cleared and we could 
get a chance to visit the town.

I could never figure out why my parents had decided to 
build their house at such a remote place. Throughout my 
childhood I dreamt of the day when I could leave that 
place, never to return. And when I got admission to 
college at a far off city, I was the happiest guy in the 
universe.

Now my mom was asking me to spend Christmas holiday with 
her. The place I left one and half years ago. No way, I 
can't go there, I had already made my decision.

"Honey, are you there?" Mom voice was anxious. I came out 
of my reverie. 

"I would love to, but!" I didn't want to hurt her so I 
lied. "You see mom, I've already promised to spend the 
holidays with Carla and I can't say no to her now."

Mom knew that Carla was my girlfriend. She had met her 
during her last visit six months eailier. What she didn't 
know was that we had already parted ways and I had been 
living alone for the past month. 

"I know, you must do other things in your life," Mom 
seemed desperate. "But can't you come for only one day. 
You know, your father is also away and he'll not be here 
for the next two weeks. I am all alone this Christmas. 
Why don't you let me talk to Carla? I'm sure she'll agree 
for you to visit me for one day."  

"She's not here right now," I again lied. "But I know she 
isn't going to like the idea. You know her nature mom. I 
am sorry mom but I'll not be able to come this time. 
Perhaps next time..." 

"Last year also you said the same thing," Mom's voice was 
hoarse, perhaps she was crying. "Anyway, if you don't 
want to be with your mom. I'll not force you."

I put the receiver back. But I was not happy. I loved my 
mother very much and I wanted to be with her. The only 
thing I didn't want was to go that place which I 
detested. I knew that she would also not come to me, as 
she never left her home during festivals. She believed in 
celebrating the festivals at home with family and 
friends. I felt pity for her.

I tried to concentrate in my work but my mind was not 
into it. I was still thinking about mom, her sad voice 
still reverberating in my ears. Mom was the only thing 
that mattered to me in my entire family. Ours was a small 
family mom, dad, my elder sister Carolyn and myself. 
Carol was two year elder to me and she was now in England 
with her husband. Though I had very good relationship 
with my sis and but I never felt for her in the same way 
as I felt for my mom. 

Throughout my growing up in that small hilly town it was 
mom who was always with me. In my every moment of 
triumph, every moment of sorrow it was mom who cheered me 
up and consoled me. She was there when I had my first 
heartbreak. She was the one who encouraged me to be a 
good athlete and an equally good student and she was one 
who initially sponsored my admission to college and 
supported me financially till I was self-sufficient. Dad 
was never there. He was too busy with his business and 
his hunting and booze parties. Mom always had a special 
place in my life and it was unbearable for me to see her 
hurt. I knew she was. 

I put down my pen and paper. I realized I couldn't stick 
to my earlier decision. It might not be a bad idea to 
celebrate Christmas with mom. After all I was alone here 
and it is better to be with mom rather than being alone. 
I can very well be back in three days and then I will be 
free to celebrate New Year party with other friends. I 
dialed her numbers. She responded immediately as if she 
was still near the phone. 

"Mom! It's me, Ted." I had to lie again. "I have talked 
to Carla and she has agreed. I am coming home on 
Christmas eve."

"Are you?" She was thrilled, her voice resonating with 
excitement.

"Ya, mom. But I'll be there for only one day and in any 
circumstance I'll return on twenty-sixth."

"I am more than happy son," Mom voice was beaming with 
delight. "I promise that I won't ask for anything else. 
I'll make arrangement for your journey."

"Don't worry mom," I smiled at her impatience. "I have 
sufficient money with me and I'll reach home by twenty-
fourth afternoon."

"I am looking forward for your visit, son." Mom replied. 
"I have a nice little surprise for you."

"I'd love to see it. OK mom, bye." 

"Bye son, I love you."

"I love you too mom." I cut the phone.

*

When I reached my hometown on Christmas Eve, it was 
already snowing. Patches of snow were falling and I had a 
gut feeling that weather was not going to improve in 
coming days. The snowfall seemed to be heavy this year as 
the whole town was covered with thick layers of snow. I 
was little afraid if weather deteriorated further I might 
not be in a position to return on the planned date. I 
left the bus and took a cab for my house. 

On the way to my house everything was covered with heavy 
snow. The only exception was the roads that were 
seemingly cleaned regularly, but I knew that in case of 
very heavy snowfall or an ice storm it would be very 
difficult to maintain the roads in clean condition, 
especially the roads leading to remote areas away from 
town that are not frequented by most of the drivers. My 
house was also located in such an area and I had seen in 
past when it had taken more than forty-eight hours before 
the roads were cleaned again. I again had a hunch that 
this year is also going to be the same. 

Cab was approaching to my house, as I was able to see 
some lights coming out of the windows. I looked at my 
house, which was not clearly visible due to bad weather. 
Whole roof and front yard was covered with thick coat of 
snow. 

Cab dropped me at our driveway. I took my bag, paid the 
driver and went over to the front door. Before I could 
push the doorbell the door flung open. Mom was standing 
at the door beaming with delight and with her old 
infectious smile. But there was also something else. My 
mother appeared to be completely changed. She was 
thinner, much thinner since I last saw her and she looked 
much young and prettier. 

"Oh, honey." Mom hugged me and kissed my forehead. "Can't 
say how much happy I am today. You made my day."

"Mom!" I could not hide my surprise. "You look so thin, 
so young, I can't believe it."

"That's the little surprise I was talking about on 
phone." Mom smiled with little pride. "I've lost almost 
thirty pounds in last six months."

"That's great mom. You really look very thin and I must 
admit very beautiful. Dad must be paying special 
attention to you nowadays."

"Thanks, Ted." There was a mild change in her stare, but 
she immediately controlled herself. "Now lets go inside. 
I am freezing here."

She took me inside and locked the main door. The 
temperature inside the lounge was very comforting and 
after having such a long journey in extreme cold it felt 
wonderful. Mom led me near the fireplace and asked me to 
sit on sofa. I removed my jacket and gloves and sat near 
the fireplace trying to warm up my freezing limbs.

"You just relax. I'll get you some coffee." She walked 
towards kitchen.

I looked at her swaying buns, tightly clenched in her 
jeans. I scanned down her curvy petite body, hardly 
disguised by her winter clothing. The first thought 
struck me was how beautiful my Mom had become since I 
last saw her. My mom must have been very beautiful in her 
younger days. She is only five two quite contrary to my 
dad who stood beyond six one.

My father has a very bulky body so she always looked like 
a tiny sparrow in the shadow of a big bull. As far as I 
could remember mom always stayed thin and always had a 
great body, beautiful curves, thin waist, beautiful slim 
legs and tight tiny hips. She was a natural blonde, her 
hairs plain and slightly longer than her shoulder length. 
She always kept them formed into a beautiful bun, giving 
her an eternal youthful look. She has hazel eyes, sharp 
nose and a full-lipped mouth. Armed with an infectious 
smile my mom is a warm, friendly, but somewhat shy and 
introvert person. During last few years she had put on 
some weight, but this time she was again back to her 
younger self. Mom is forty-one but now she looked not 
more than a woman in her early thirties. 

I moved to the kitchen, standing at the door again looked 
at my beautiful mom. Mom was busy with her chores, 
lightly humming a song. I again glanced a look at her 
tight rump enclosed in tight jeans. I felt a mild 
stirring between my loins. I tried to recall the various 
summers when sis and I went for picnic or for swimming 
with our parents and when mom was in her bikini, I always 
tried to steal a look at her beautiful body. Each time 
after returning home I felt ashamed of my action, but the 
next time the same act was repeated again. The stirring 
down my loins was more vigorous. I again felt embarrassed 
of my immodest thoughts. Trying to conceal my hard on I 
went in the kitchen and sat at the dining chair.

Mom heard the sound. She turned around to see me sitting 
at chair. Coffee was ready and she presented me the 
steaming mug with her contagious smile. I thanked her and 
sipped the coffee. It was delicious. I still couldn't get 
over the awe-inspiring beauty of my mother, and I had to 
force myself not to stare at her constantly. At occasions 
I felt as if she became aware of my excessive interest in 
her, as sometimes she appeared a little blushed and 
embarrassed.

"You look handsome son." She finally broke the ice. "I 
hope you are still attending gym regularly."

"Thanks mom, yes, but I think the workouts are showing 
more effect on you. You really have changed a lot. You 
looked much prettier." I blurred out my emotions.

"Thanks." She was embarrassed as if she had read my 
thoughts. But then she changed the topic and we started 
talking about my childhood, about the things we had 
shared together the time we had spent together, about 
Carol, about dad. Whenever I mentioned dad, I could feel 
a sense of uneasiness descending upon her as if she was 
not willing to talk about her husband. Her smile faded 
slightly. Sensing her reluctance I too did not press it. 
Finally I put my empty mug on the table.

"Mom, I am tired. I think I should go early to bed." I 
had almost traveled six hundred miles and was feeling 
dead tired.

"I understand son, dinner is almost ready." She was 
considerate. " Go and take a warm shower and change your 
cloths. By the time you finish your dinner I'll make your 
room ready."

While going to my room I just looked outside the windows. 
The weather had gone from bad to worse. The gentle 
snowing was now converted into a blizzard. Nothing was 
visible outside, only the sound of snowstorm echoing 
through our house. I again feared that if the snowstorm 
continued for long it would be virtually impossible for 
me to return to college as per my plan. I had seen many 
such weathers during my childhood and knew very well what 
they meant. But it was now beyond my control and fretting 
about weather was not going to solve my problem. So I 
just tried to forget about the weather and went to my 
room.

I took my shower and changed my cloths. When I went to 
kitchen the dinner was already served. It was the most 
appetizing dinner since I had left my hometown. My mom 
was a very good cook and I always missed her mouth-
watering recipes at my college. During the dinner also 
our talks were mostly about my childhood. Mom again 
deliberately avoided mentioning father. 

"Mom, that was great," I told mom after dinner. "You 
don't know how much I miss your cooking at college."

"Thanks honey, I can understand." Mom was sympathetic but 
she knew that she couldn't help me in this matter. "Your 
room is ready. But if you want we can have a cup of hot 
chocolate in my bedroom before you go to sleep."

"Sure mom, I would love to." I lifted the empty dishes 
from the table and put them into sink. "I'll come to your 
room in a while."

My room was warm and comforting. Mom has still kept my 
room in tidy condition. I knew the biggest thing my mom 
hated was untidiness. I still remember her numerous 
lectures on cleanliness to sis and me, instructions that 
we never followed. I brushed my teeth and washed my face. 
Coming back to room I was about to retire to my bed when 
I realized mom would be waiting for me. 

I went to our parents' bedroom. My parent's bedroom was 
upstairs. The door was closed so I knocked lightly. 

"Its open honey, you can come inside."

I opened the door and went inside. Room was dimly lit. 
Mom's room was her private possession; she had taken 
great pains to decorate her room as per her liking. I had 
never found her room in disorderly condition. She was 
sitting on her king sized bed. Many a time while I was 
growing, I had tried to imagine about mom making love 
with my dad on that bed. My dad's big bulk could not be 
accommodated into a smaller size bed. Mom has also 
changed her cloths and now she was in her white 
nightgown. She looked like an angel from where I was 
standing. I tried to act normal, but there was nothing 
that I could do to conceal how much I enjoyed being with 
her.

Mom poured chocolate from thermos and handed it to me. I 
sat beside her at the edge of her bed. We talked and 
talked about earlier days. She suggested that I might 
like to visit some of my old friends. I told her that if 
I get some time tomorrow and as I'd come here to visit 
her, so I would rather prefer to be with her. She was 
pleased to hear that. We talked for about half and hour, 
and during that period I again felt that mom is 
consciously avoiding talking about dad. Under her warm 
fa‡ade of happiness there was clearly a streak of 
sadness. 

Next time on mentioning about dad when mom tried to 
change the subject I could not control my suspicion. 
"Mom, why aren't you talking about dad? Is everything all 
right?"

Mom face was suddenly pale as if someone has sucked the 
blood out of it and suddenly she started crying. I put my 
arm around her. Mom kept her face on my shoulder and 
continued crying.

"Please tell me mom," I let her cry for some time. 
"What's the matter, why don't you tell me?" 
 
She finally turned to me; her eyes wet with tears.

"I didn't know how to tell you son, your dad has a 
girlfriend."

"What?" I couldn't believe what mom was saying. 
"Girlfriend." 

"Yes Ted, your father is holidaying with his girlfriend 
in Jamaica." Mom felt somewhat relieved after telling the 
truth. "And you know who is his girlfriend, his own 
secretary, a girl who is even younger than you. To me he 
told that he was going to France as his supplier wanted 
him to meet him to discuss business."

"Are you sure mom? You might have got it wrong."

"No son, everyone in town knows about it. He has gone to 
Jamaica with his young whore." Mom was very critical; she 
must've been badly hurt, as I had never heard her using 
words like this before. "I was perhaps the last person to 
know about it. Their relationship has been going on for 
almost a year."
 
I didn't know what to say her or how to console her. I 
had seen things like that happening to other families but 
I could never imagine that such a thing could take place 
in my family also. I tried to imagine my father touring 
Jamaica and sleeping with a girl too young to be his 
daughter.

I didn't know how to react to the information. I never 
had a feeling for my dad. My girlfriend Carla also left 
me for a guy who was twice her age, but had the just 
right qualification, a lot of money, which I didn't. I 
knew how it feels to be ditched from someone you love. I 
really felt very bad for my mother and by every means I 
wanted to comfort her.

I finally said to her, "Mom, I don't know what father 
think about you, but I just want to tell you that to me 
you are the most wonderful and the most beautiful woman 
in the world and I am lucky that you're my mom." 

Mom smiled sadly, her eyes still filled tears. She was 
sobbing lightly but she paid attention to what I said to 
her. She looked intently into my eyes. She raised her 
face to me her soft quivering lips inches away from my 
lips, her hot breath burning my lower lips. I didn't know 
what came to my mind as I lowered my head and kissed her 
full on the lips.

I was expecting an immediate repulsion from her but 
nothing of that sort happen. She didn't pull her face 
back instead she put her arms around my shoulder and 
pulled my lips into her lips making it a full kiss. I 
moved my arms around her and grabbed her by waist, 
pulling her closer to me. I moved my tongue between her 
lips and mom started sucking it with great fervor. I 
could feel my cock hardening within the confines of my 
underwear.

Feeling little encouraged I moved one hand to her legs 
and lightly stroked it. Mom was too engrossed in our kiss 
to notice my hand, which was slowly moving under her 
nightgown towards her thighs. I stopped my hand at her 
naked thighs and felt the warmth there. I was expecting 
that anytime now mom would break the kiss and remove my 
hand from her naked thighs. But either she was too 
ignorant or she also wanted me to continue.

Taking it as a positive sign I forced my hand between her 
thighs, softly putting my trembling palm over her mound 
of Venus, hidden beneath her soft cotton panties. 
Passionately I felt the supple mound, the slit between 
the soft fold. My cock was going out of bound trying to 
break away the barriers of my brief. My mouth was dry. My 
mom, oblivious of everything, was still clinging to me, 
sucking my tongue ardently. I further moved my hand 
inside her panty and cupped her cunt, my palm feeling her 
soft bush, my fingers slowly probing her moist opening. 

I ran my index finger along the length of her moist slit 
a few times, enjoying the soft warmth emanating from her 
and then slowly inserted it inside her cunt. A felt a 
gentle reaction from her body and I could comprehend that 
mom was not oblivious of my movements. Her hot cunt clung 
around my poking finger. I inserted one more finger 
inside her cunt and started moving them in and out of her 
heavenly opening. Her cunt was responding positively and 
every stroke of my fingers was making her more and more 
wet. I didn't count how long our kiss continued and my 
fingers kept moving in and out of her cunt. Finally we 
broke the kiss, but I didn't let her go out of my arms. 

"Oh, Mom," I breathed fervently, "You're just so 
beautiful, very beautiful." I again put my mouth on hers 
forcing my tongue inside the warm mouth and sort of 
lifted her small frame above the bed; my hand slowly 
pulling her panties away from her waist and thighs, 
finally pulling it out of her leg. Again I put back my 
fingers inside her pussy.

I looked into my mother's eyes they were still wet from 
tears otherwise she appeared calm. But I could feel that 
her coldness was a false pretence and underneath her 
serene composure a wild desire was burning. I was now 
sure without a doubt that Mom was enjoying what we were 
doing and she wanted more. Forcefully, I had to restrain 
my ardent desire to start shooting my load inside my 
underwear. Mom was ready for me. I knew she was!

I leisurely broke the kiss again. The time was ripe. My 
mother was ready for a nice fuck. I helped her to lie 
down on the bed and gradually moved her nightgown towards 
her belly. Little by little her soft flesh was being 
exposed to my hungry eyes and gradually her beautiful 
cunt opened before my eyes, a little hot cunt between 
those creamy thighs, thickly covered with blonde fur. I 
lustfully gazed at my mother's beautiful cunt, its soft 
thick lips, its soft dense curly blonde hairs and its 
soft moist opening, looking at me in the most tempting 
manner.

I looked at mom, her eyes were closed and she seemed to 
be dazed. I didn't know what she was expecting next. But 
I myself didn't want any preliminaries, no licking, no 
sucking; I just wanted to be inside that sweet looking 
pussy. I just wanted to feel the soft muscles of my 
mother's cunt squeezing and sucking my solid shaft.

So without wasting any further moment I removed my shorts 
and undies. Once free from the restraints of my briefs my 
massive cock suddenly sprang to life. Jetting between my 
thick curly pubic hairs it was hungrily gazing at my at 
my mother's delicious looking cunt, ready to explore 
those divine depth hidden behind the mask of thick blonde 
hairs. I grabbed my tool in my hand and guided its 
mushroomed head towards her lascivious opening.

As my cock head touched her pussy lips I became aware of 
a gentle twitching in those rose petals slowly opening up 
to accept my impending organ. My cock was throbbing 
furiously, as it pressed against that most treasured 
pussy of my entire fuck life. Gradually, I eased my cock 
head inside mom's hot pussy. She was really very tight; 
it might be because of no foreplay or she might be out of 
practice for long.

Very gently, I pushed my pole deeper into that soft 
narrow, clinging passage. My cock could feel her slippery 
wetness while moving inside those warm depths. Soon my 
complete seven inches of boner was buried inside her and 
my balls were supportewd against the crack of her ass. My 
black curls were interlocked with her soft blonde hairs, 
I was in heaven. 

I enjoyed the feeling of my cock buried inside the loving 
depths of my mom's tight cunt. It was euphoric to feel my 
fortunate cock being hugged in a most delightful manner 
by my own mother's tight pussy. And the fact that the 
pussy surrounding my big boner belonged to my own mother, 
added an additional thrill to it. I slowly eased myself 
comfortably between her open thighs and started a 
rhythmic in and out motion.

I leaned over her body and put my hot lips back to her 
parted moist lips; again inserting my tongue inside her 
hot mouth. She started sucking keenly, at the same time 
raised her lower abdomen slightly up to meet my 
approaching cock. Mom was slowly beginning to respond to 
my thrusting. I began to fuck her, in a more rhythmic 
way; pulling my throbbing cock out of her tight cunt and 
then slowly sliding it back in. 

Mom's responses were more avid now. She became more and 
more wet and better lubricated as I fucked. She was 
moaning lightly with my every plunge indicating her state 
of extreme physical and emotional pleasure. She was now 
lifting her hips with my every down thrust to help me 
reach her innermost depths. She was trying to meet my 
rhythmic humping in most adept manner, lowering her ass 
with my down stroke and then lifting her ass to meet my 
out moving cock. Suddenly, she put her legs across my 
back, clutching my ass. Our bodies were one now, moving 
up together and moving down together. Mom's wetness was 
now overflowing out of her cunt wetting our pubic hairs. 

Mom then, started moving her ass harder and faster 
indicating me to speed up the pace. I obliged her by 
increasing my tempo, pumping harder and faster into her 
dripping pussy. My cock was on fire, savoring the every 
inch of delightful pussy that it was pounding. I was sure 
that Mom was rapidly reaching her orgasm. Her belly began 
humping harder; her vocal chords now emanating non stop 
muffled groans. My peak also was not far and with every 
thrust I too was grunting hard. I could hear the 
snowstorm raging outside our house and could feel another 
storm building right inside my balls. 

At last Mom gave a short scream, and her body stiffened 
up completely, her back arched and her hips in the air, 
her legs clutching my back tightly. She was trembling 
violently, and I could feel her pussy muscles shuddering 
violently and involuntarily releasing and gripping my 
cock. I could not control the tremendous pressure 
developed within my balls. I plunged forward ramming my 
boner deep into her quivering cunt and spurt after spurt 
I released my hot seed into her receptive depths. 

Finally my balls were empty. I had never came in such an 
abundance, my cock juice filled her entire vaginal cavity 
and the overflow was slowly moving down to our mating 
bushes and to the bed down there. The outer storm was 
still raging on but the storm inside us was subsided 
though temporarily. My body collapsed over my mom's body. 
I was feeling very tired, perhaps the combined effect of 
long journey and then the rigorous love session with my 
mom. I closed my eyes and rested my head at her side.

I didn't remember when I fell asleep and could only able 
to recall that my mom was trying to move my body away 
from her and a mild plop sound as my flaccid cock moved 
out of her nest.

*

Next day, when I woke up it was already well past nine. I 
have had a good night sleep. I found myself properly 
tucked in the quilt, which had kept me warm even though I 
was completely naked. Soon the reality descended upon me 
and I realized I was still in my mother's bed. Whatever 
happened last night with mom felt like a dream, but the 
fact I was in my mother's bed, I was completely naked and 
the above all the dried stains on the bed sheet which was 
soaked with our spending made me believe that I did fuck 
my mom last night. Just by thinking about the events of 
last night drove my sleeping cock to full erection. 

I left the bed, went to windows and tried to see outside. 
The snowstorm had subsided but now it was raining 
lightly. I looked at the enormous wilderness of white 
snow spread in front of me. Every thing was cover with 
thick coat of snow. I knew it would now be trickier to 
clear the roads, as the rain will convert the soft snow 
into hard ice making it difficult to handle. I could 
guess it would not be possible for me to return tomorrow 
and I was trapped here.

But I rather felt elated. I knew even though it was 
Christmas, nobody would be able to visit us today, no 
friends, no relatives and that means I was all alone with 
my beautiful mom to celebrate the Christmas. Just 
thinking about the wonderful time ahead forced my blood 
to rush through my loins. Unknowingly I griped my cock 
and lightly ran my fist along its length. It was again 
raring to go. 

Trying to control my urges I came out of my room. Mom was 
nowhere to be seen; perhaps she was in the kitchen 
preparing breakfast. I retired to my room to finish the 
daily chores. I took a long hot bath and when I came out 
of shower I was fully rejuvenated. I was feeling hungry 
so I went to kitchen.

As I had guessed mom was in the kitchen sitting at dining 
chair, sipping her coffee. She had already prepared the 
breakfast and perhaps was waiting for me. Hearing my 
footsteps she looked at me.

"Morning mom." I could not suppress my grin. The events 
of last night were suddenly again became alive to me and 
I felt a strong rousing inside my underwear. I pulled a 
chair and sat in front of her.

"Morning son, have your breakfast, coffee is ready." 

Something odd struck me. Mom did not looked directly into 
my face. She was avoiding my gaze. She seemed to be 
absorbed into her thoughts. Something was wrong, mom 
didn't appear happy. My smile faded. Reluctantly, I 
pulled my plate and started eating my breakfast. I wanted 
to talk to her about last night, wanted to take her into 
my arms straight away after finishing my breakfast and to 
take her back to bed room, but seeing her mood I just 
kept mum and continued nibbling my food. 

Suddenly mom stirred as if she has realized my presence 
for the first time. She poured me coffee from the kettle. 
I took the mug from her silently and started sipping. 

"Ted," Suddenly mom broke the ice. "I think we must talk 
about the incident last night.

"What do you want to talk?" I looked at her 
questioningly.

"What happened last night was not right?" Mom was looking 
at her nails, still trying to avoiding eye contact with 
me. "It just happened in the heat of moment. We never 
wanted to do it. Isn't it?"

I remained silent, looking at my mom.

"What I mean to say is." Mom voice was trembling with 
emotion. "What happened last night was a mistake and it 
should never happen again."

"Mom, I don't think what we did was wrong." I replied 
finally. " I don't repent what I did, in fact I enjoyed 
it and I want it to do again and why can't we do it 
again? Whatever happened, we can't reverse that and now 
when we've already made love with each other and enjoyed 
it thoroughly, so why not enjoy it again."

"Are you.?" Mom started to speak but I stopped her in 
between.

"No mom, I don't see this as a mistake, because I always 
loved you and I want you to be happy. You can yourself 
see dad is screwing a girl younger than his daughter. He 
not even bothered about your feelings. He not even 
bothered to stay here during Christmas. So where did you 
do wrong? I don't see any."

"But at least he is not sleeping with his own daughter." 
Mother tried meekly to defend her husband. "No! We would 
never do it again. Please try to understand" She started 
crying. "It's a sin, what would people think if they come 
to know about it." 

"I don't care about people or dad, all I know I love 
you," I surrendered as I did not wanted her to start 
crying again. "We will never do it again. I love you and 
I will always respect your decision. I still don't think 
what we did was wrong or if it were a sin at all, I would 
love to do it again and again. You are my mother but 
before that you are a woman too, who has some needs and I 
don't see any wrong in helping you in fulfilling your 
needs. However, I would respect your decision." 

Mom looked at me gratefully, her eyes were still wet but 
she was not crying now. But, I was not feeling great. My 
all ideas, all plans for the day, were ruined in just one 
move. I somehow finished my breakfast and went out of 
kitchen. I went to lounge and tried to watch TV but it 
didn't help. I was feeling restless and I immediately 
wanted to go back.

I looked out of windows. The rain had stopped but the 
weather was still not clear yet. I wished that next day 
the weather be fine so that I might be able to leave for 
my college. I smiled ruefully at the irony; in the 
morning I was delighted that weather is not good and I 
would not have to make excuses for staying for few more 
days with mom. But now I was feeling suffocated. I was 
feeling trapped and wanted to return immediately. 
However, I knew if I talk about my return mom would 
certainly feel bad, so I tried to comfort myself.

I put on my warm cloths and since the rain had stopped, I 
took a shovel and went out to clear the driveway. Because 
of rains the snow had become hard and it took me hours 
before I was able to clean the driveway. There were no 
signs of roads, approaching to my home, being cleaned and 
I had a premonition that snowstorm will come back again. 
By the time I finished cleaning the driveway, lunch was 
ready.

Unwillingly I took the lunch. I had nothing else to do, 
so I simply watched TV though I was not enjoying it. By 
the evening it was again dark and suddenly the snowstorm 
returned. I could see heavy wind roaring past our house 
depositing thick layer of snow in our driveway and 
everywhere with its every sweep. My premonition turned 
out right. I would not be going back tomorrow.

Though, I was not in high spirits, I helped mom in 
decorating Christmas tree and in other household chores. 
We were avoiding talking. Sometimes mom tried to talk 
with me but when she found that I was not willing she 
gave up. So we worked silently. It was clear form the 
weather that no body would be visiting us today and mom 
and I would be celebrating the Christmas alone. Finally 
after evening coffee, mom told me that she was going to 
change and I could also go and change. 

I didn't see any need for changing the cloths, because we 
were not expecting any guests tonight. But, I knew that 
mom was very particular about all these things, so I 
didn't argue and went to my room and changed my cloths. 

When I came down, mom was already there. She had changed 
to a black evening gown, beautifully adhering to her 
petite body. I didn't see any logic for wearing such 
clothing when the temperature outside was hovering below 
zero. But I must admit she was looking gorgeous. Every 
curvature of her tiny constitution was greatly heightened 
within the confine of her black dress. Her blonde hairs 
were open, loosely scattered around her neck and 
shoulder.

She had worn a light make up and her beautiful face was 
glowing. I looked at her admiring her perfect body on 
display through the confine of her dress. I didn't hide 
my lustful gaze from her protruding swell of breasts and 
the small mound between the joints of her thighs. My eyes 
were drawn to her crotch, were I could almost swear I 
could see her mound pressing against the material. Mom 
noticed my attention and she blushed slightly, but again 
regained her composure. I purposefully avoided commenting 
about her dress and I could feel that mom was slightly 
disappointed.

To me now the celebration was only a ritual. We said 
merry Christmas to each other. Mom presented me a gift 
wrapped in a silvery foil and I thanked her and said 
sorry for not being able to purchase a gift for her. I 
promised her that I would send her gift after returning 
to my college. After some time we had dinner, it was 
tasty but I was so occupied with my thoughts that I could 
not enjoy the feast. After dinner there was nothing else 
to do. Mom brought me hot chocolate and we settled down 
to watch TV.

For almost an hour or more we watched TV silently, not 
even talking for a single time. Around ten; mom decided 
to call it a day. She told me that she is feeling sleepy 
and going to her room. I bade her goodnight but told her 
that I would be watching TV for some more time. 

Mom finally retired to her room. After the mom was gone I 
turned off all the lights of the lounge. Now, only the 
occasional flickering of TV and the glow of fire in the 
fireplace were illuminating it. I sat silently in the 
lounge near fireplace watching TV. My mind was still 
occupied with the terrific experience with I had with mom 
last night.

I wanted to go to her room and fuck her furiously. I was 
longing to feel her beautiful pussy again pulsating 
around my rigid cock. At times, I felt like going to her 
room and rape her. But I realized that I didn't have that 
much courage, and further, I didn't want to hurt her. I 
felt like a coward and wanted to run away from home.

Suddenly I heard a faint sound of footsteps on the 
stairs. Someone was coming down. My heart almost stopped 
in anticipation. In the dim light of room I could see her 
silhouette slowly coming towards me. I was so 
dumbfounded. I didn't know why she was coming but 
certainly expecting it for good. I didn't move from my 
place, slowly her diminutive figure was in front of me, 
her face shimmering in the light from fireplace. I looked 
into her eyes, it was all written there. Without 
hesitation, I got up from my place and put my arms around 
her, eagerly pulling her willing body to mine. Breathing 
heavily I brought down my hot lips to moms and kissed her 
intently. Mom's responded positively pressing her mouth 
next to mine and inserting her tongue inside my mouth. 

Delightfully, I grabbed her ass checks. My cock was rock 
hard and my hardness was probing into her pubic region. 
Slowly moving my abdomen, I rubbed my hardness against 
her pubic area. I again grabbed Mom and began kissing her 
wildly. After a while we broke the kiss. Mom hadn't 
changed yet and she was still in her evening gown.

Without wasting any time I unzipped the chain behind her 
back and slowly lowered the gown to the carpeted floor. 
Mom was standing in front me wearing only her black 
cotton bra and panties. I unhooked the bra and removed 
it. Realizing their sudden freedom, her boobs suddenly 
flung open. Mom's tits were not big, but they were 
perfectly suited for her small figure. Her dark aureoles 
were absolutely perfect to match the size and shape of 
those gorgeous tits. I lightly gripped those mounds of 
pleasure and squeezed them. Mom moaned softly. My hands 
then moved down to her thighs and slowly I lowered her 
panty out of her waist towards her ankles and in a moment 
it was lying on floor. My mom was standing in front of me 
gleaming in her naked glory. 

I looked closely at the beautiful body of my mom. Last 
night I didn't see her in completeness. Her small breasts 
were now firmly jutting out from her chest. I watched her 
small boobs gently swaying in slow motion, her dark stiff 
nipples looking at me invitingly. The small bulge at her 
abdomen was the only oddity in her, but what else one can 
expect from a forty-one year old simple housewife. I 
gazed down between her thighs at her muff. Her thick 
blonde muff was shining like gold under the yellow light 
radiating from the fireplace, like a little hot radiator 
trimmed with gold.

I put my hand at her cunt and groped at her pussy, 
running my finger along her delicious crack. I kissed her 
again, while my probing finger slowly made way towards 
the opening between her slit and entered inside. Mom 
moaned loudly this time, indicating her state of rapture. 

"Pull your pants off," she said suddenly, almost 
demanding.

I was shocked first but later I felt happiness over her 
audacity. It was a welcome change. I led mom near the 
fireplace and slowly helped her to sit there. With 
electric speed I removed my cloths and within a moment I 
was standing near my mom, completely naked, my hardness 
jetting between my black thatches, slightly pointing 
upwards. Mom looked at my hardness lovingly and slowly 
she took hold of it. She felt the hardness of my dick, 
now harder than it had ever been before, and started to 
stroke it lightly. 

"Son, you have got a masterpiece." Mom was slowly moving 
my foreskin up and down. "Its so big! Did I really took 
it inside me completely?" 

"Yes mom, but your pussy was so tight," I was flattened 
by her praise. " I had to put extra effort to insert it 
completely."

Mom continued petting my hard organ, and then she bent 
forward and began to kiss the bulbous head of my raging 
rod. Tenderly she licked the drop of precum of its head 
and began licking all over the head. I was so excited 
that soon I felt like shooting in her mouth. I didn't 
want that so immediately so lightly forced her head away 
from my crotch.

She could understand and reluctantly pulled her head 
away. She bent backward and eased herself on the carpeted 
floor beside the fireplace, her body supported on her 
elbows, her legs wide open allowing her son to glinting 
view of her blonde thatch and wet cunt. I looked greedily 
at her nude body glowing into the deep golden color 
radiating from fireplace, her flawless creamy thighs and 
the golden thatch gleaming between in a mouth-watering 
temptation.
 
Mom saw my stare as she blushed slightly but opened her 
thigh little more giving me a better vision of her 
sopping cunt. Mom's muff was so thick that it was 
completely covering her slit and her clitoris. I stretch 
out opposite to her, my head facing her cunt and my cock 
near her face. I began kissing her leg, sucking and 
licking her fingers, then leisurely working my way up her 
creamy white thighs. At last my nose was nuzzling into 
her soft curly bush that covered her prominent mound 
abundantly. I rested my head over her thigh and touched 
her slit with the tip of my tongue.

As my tongue touched her outer lips mom wriggled in 
ecstasy, producing a loud moan of extreme pleasure. I 
breathed the musky whiff radiating from my mother's cunt; 
it was mind-boggling. I gently widened her puffy cunt 
lips and ran my tongue over her inner folds tasting her 
salty wetness. It was delectable. For a moment I ran my 
tongue in a slow flickering motion enjoying the salty 
muskiness, then I started lapping her cunt feverishly. I 
thrust my hungry tongue deep inside her pussy and tried 
to insert it as far as it would go. Soon, my face was 
covered with her delicious nectar, which was growing by 
leaps and bounds, with every stroke of my tongue.

Meanwhile mom had laid off her all inhibitions and with 
every caress of my tongue she was howling unashamedly. I 
was surprised to sense the amazing change in the mom. 
Within few hours my mom has converted into a slut from a 
simple straight housewife. She grabbed my rigid cock into 
her fingers and was pulling it feverishly; sometimes even 
causing pain. I was about to remind her to not to cause 
any harm in the heat of the moment.

But it as a welcome relief.

Then suddenly she bent her head forward and took my shaft 
between her eager lips. She was licking my cock head in 
such a way as if she was eating an ice cream cone. She 
completely turned towards me and lowered her mouth 
further on my shaft taking more length of my rigid tool 
inside her hot mouth. 

After gulping a larger portion of my pole, she slowly 
began running her lips up and down along its length, 
imitating a cunt. She held the base of my cock with one 
hand and her other hand started fondling my hairy sack. 
She stiffened her lips to create more friction and began 
to move them faster and harder. In my excitement I could 
feel a thundering climax starting to develop inside my 
balls. This time I didn't want her to stop. 

Unsuccessfully, I tried to prolong it but the pressure 
had gone beyond my control.

My face buried in my mother's moist cunt, I grabbed her 
parted thighs tightly as I reached my zenith and my cock 
began spurting its hot cream into my mother's eagerly 
sucking mouth. She didn't flinched a little and continued 
sucking my cock. Large gobs of cum filled her hungry 
mouth and without any hitch she gulped them effortlessly. 
Some of my cream came flowing out of the corners of her 
lips and trickling down towards her chin and neck.

She was so busy in guzzling down my love juice that she 
didn't seem to notice it and kept on sucking. Finally my 
cock stopped shooting but mom continued her endeavor till 
she had sucked my dry. Completely. Finishing with my cock 
she then took care of cum oozed out of her lips and 
licked them clean using her tongue and fingers. 

My climax was so powerful that for a while I forgot that 
I too was sucking my mom's cunt. Mom was still going 
strong and a lot of work was left for my tongue to 
accomplish. I pulled my tongue out of her drenched slit 
and touched her little protruding clitoris. Mom's body 
gave a sudden jerk. I attacked her clit with licking, 
fondling, caressing, my every movement an effort to 
hasten her toward a climax. My tongue was fluttering with 
so alacrity that mom was not able to control her emotions 
and was lamenting loudly.

She still had my flaccid cock inside her mouth and was 
sucking it fervently. I kept working on her clit, driving 
her into a frenzy of sexual delight. She began gyrating 
her ass pressing her burning cunt into my face. With one 
hand she grabbed my head pulling my face into her crotch 
and my tongue and lips on her pussy and clit. I too, 
grabbed her ass cheeks, pulling them apart, pushing my 
finger inside her anal cavity, and sucking her swollen 
clit more fiercely.

Suddenly, mom went total stiff, her body was shaking and 
shuddering violently, her cunt muscles vibrating 
uncontrollably around my tongue, releasing a bounty of 
her vaginal juice into my mouth. Mom was having a 
terrific orgasm. I thrust my tongue deeply into her, 
covering her vaginal opening with my lips; gulping down 
each and every drop of her sweet juice released from her 
pussy. I drank hungrily the salty fluid flowing down my 
throat, enjoying every drop of the sweet nectar.

Slowly the trembling in her pussy subsided and her rigid 
body relaxed. I licked every remaining trace of her honey 
and then pulled my tongue out of her cunt. Delicately, I 
licked the wetness of her blonde fur and the area between 
her pussy and ass hole, tracing any drop of her love 
juice that might have escaped my tongue. Completing my 
task, I rested my head on her thigh and tried to catch my 
breath.

Mom lips were still playing with my cock, which was again 
showing the sign of new awakening. I could again feel the 
blood rushing to my cock and slowly bringing it back to 
its fully erected state. I pulled my cock out of mom's 
mouth and changed my position, my face facing mom's face 
and my growing cock hovering over her willing nest. I 
kissed mom full on her lips and we both enjoyed the taste 
of our own juices glued on our lips. Tenderly, I pulled 
Mom's little tits, pinching her dark nipples between my 
fingers.

Mom responded with a deep resounding moan. I lowered my 
mouth and started sucking her nipples. I pulled them into 
my mouth, rubbing my tongue between and around them, 
gently teasing them with my teeth. Mom was chanting 
frantically. I continued nibbling her nipples till my 
cock was completely ready for a new session of furious 
fuck. My hands again traveled to her pubic region and 
felt her dripping cunt. Mom reciprocated with widening 
her thighs, indicating that she was also prepared for 
her lustful journey with her son.

I tried to pulled mom near but she stopped me. She 
gripped my cock and lightly pulled it near her moist 
opening. She ran my bloated cock head up and down the 
lips of her steaming cunt. Then she suddenly got up and 
sat besides me. She forced me to lie down and throwing 
her one leg over me, sat over my abdomen. Again gripping 
my rampant cock she ran it across her slit. I realized 
that my mom wanted to lead this time so I left myself at 
her mercy and enjoyed my position. She continued rubbing 
her clit with my cock head and was constantly groaning 
with delight.

After a while she guide the tip of my pole at the opening 
of her crotch and lowered her body. I could feel my 
pecker spreading her tight sheath, slowly moving into 
those worm depths. Mom further moved her hips down, 
sinking onto my boner till her pussy had swallowed up its 
entire length; Her pussy gripped my cock tightly, her 
blonde muff mating with my thick pubic hairs. I put my 
hands on her ass cheeks and pull her onto me with all 
ferocity forcing my cock to reach the deepest region 
inside my mom's pussy. 

Settling on my cock, mom started moving her ass up and 
down. I lovingly looked between her thighs, watching her 
hairy cunt move up and down my cock. So far I was lying 
silently allowing mom to have all the control but then I 
started gyrating my hips thrusting my cock up inside her 
cunt during her down strokes. Mom began to fuck faster. 
She was riding my cock with great velocity, her hot furry 
channel moving eagerly over the length of my shaft.

With every plunge of her she was wailing with ecstasy. 
Then she bent her body putting her hands over my 
shoulder, she increased her pumping. Mom's pussy dripping 
profusely as I could feel her juices flowing down my 
shaft, still her pussy was very tight. I watched intently 
her tight sheath opening and closing onto my shaft with 
each rap. Mom was on seventh heaven, constantly moaning 
and crying as she moved her cunt along the length of my 
cock.

"Fuck me, mom! Fuck me." I gasped in a hoarse voice 
moving my hip upward to meet her thrust, trying to drive 
my rigid tool deep inside the sopping snatch. I could 
feel another summit approaching.

"Harder mom, harder," I was panting. " Make me cum inside 
your hairy pussy."
 
"Oh yes! Son," Mom slammed her hairy slit down onto my 
cock, crying in fury. "Cum inside you mommy's cunt, 
honey."  

I knew I could no longer control my ejaculation. I buried 
my fingers into her ass fiercely in order to pull her 
cunt completely over my organ and started plunging her 
cunt furiously. Mom gave a wild shriek, her whole body 
shaking with her orgasm building up.

Suddenly I grabbed her onto my chest, lifted my hip to 
drive my cock fully into her ravishing cunt and 
ejaculated. The hot, thick come juice splashed against 
her soft vaginal muscles; her hairy cunt squeezing 
forcefully my cock, trying to suck every drop of semen 
out of it. Mom gave a sharp cry as her orgasm shot 
through her body, her cunt convulsing involuntarily 
around my spitting organ. I could feel our mutual 
spending moving down my shaft and slowly accumulating in 
my pubic hairs.

Once the trembling in her pussy stopped mom slumped 
forward putting her face over my chest. She licked my 
hairy chest, which was showing little beads of 
perspiration. Her cunt was still gripping my cock and was 
mildly twitching around it. She wrapped her arms around 
my neck and hugged me tightly.

Once we were in control of our breathing, mom lifted her 
head and resting her chin over my chest she looked at me. 
I took her face into my hands and kissed full on her 
lips. 

"Mom! You are the best fuck, I ever had." I told her and 
I was not lying. "I think that I am the most lucky guy on 
earth."

"Thank you, honey," Mom returned the smile. "Thanks for 
making me happy. Since your dad started fooling around 
with that horny bitch, he had almost stopped sleeping 
with me and I virtually forgot how if felt to be fucked 
with a nice cock."

"I was earlier mad with dad," I replied with a cunning 
smile. "But now I feel that it was the best thing that 
could have happened to us, otherwise I would not have got 
a chance to fuck you."

"Yes," Mom eyes too were sparkling. She took my limp cock 
and squeezed it lightly. I caressed her hairy mound wet 
with our spending, running my fingers along its cum 
filled wetness.

"My little lover is muck better than my hubby, honey and 
I am happy about it. Last night you slept but I couldn't. 
I was feeling so guilty for doing such a thing with my 
own son. Deep in my heart, I knew that I had enjoyed our 
fuck very much and my pussy was begging for even more. It 
was that guilt feeling that forced me to say what I said 
to you this morning. But, when I came to my bedroom 
tonight on the pretext of sleeping, I almost immediately 
realized that I desperately needed this massive tool of 
yours inside my cunt. And I am very happy that I gave in, 
I don't feel any guilt now and I really love your big 
cock that gave me so much pleasure and made me feel so 
good."

I listened to mom coolly. She was telling the truth. I 
didn't know whether I would be able to love any other 
women as I loved my mom now. She meant everything to me. 
I removed my cum filled fingers from her pussy and rubbed 
it over my lips and looked at mom. Without hesitation mom 
bent her body and started sucking my lips, licking the 
traces of cum out of my lips. I was surprised that my 
cock was again getting hard which was not a very common 
thing. Mom had really driven me wild with lust for her; 
otherwise it would not been possible for me to regain 
hardness thrice in quick succession.

Suddenly, mom shivered. I realized we were still in the 
lounge near the fireplace, which was slowly loosing its 
glow and warmth. The snowstorm outside our house was 
still reverberating with maddening rage. The lounge was 
getting little colder now. 

"Honey," Mom shivered again. "It won't be wise to get 
sick just lying here. We've got to make for every second 
you are here. Lets go to my room. It'll be much better 
there."

"Sure, mom!" I lifted my naked mom in my hands and walked 
towards staircase. Mom put her arms around my neck, 
running her lips along my cheeks and lips. We didn't 
bother to collect our cloths. I climbed the staircase, 
opened the door of mom's bedroom and entered it. The 
bedroom was much warmer than the lounge. I took mom to 
her bed, lowered her on the bed and hopped beside her. We 
pulled the quilt and properly tucked ourselves. I pulled 
mom's little body into me. She cuddled into my arms, her 
back touching my chest and her tight tiny ass rubbing 
against my cock, which had regained most of its lost 
hardness and my hands fondling mom's erect tits from 
behind. 

I ran my tongue over mom's neck, slowly nibbling at her 
ears. Mom responded with moving her hand down to my 
thighs and touching my cock, which was teasing at her ass 
crack. My hand again moved to her pubic region cupping 
her cum filled pussy and lightly playing with her clit. 
Mom took hold of my cock and ran it across her crack. I 
enjoyed the feeling for a while. Slowly mom put my cock 
head against her anal opening and rubbing it roughly my 
swollen head.

Taking the hint, I moved my hand from her pussy to her 
ass. Leaving her grip from my cock, she took my palm in 
her hand and guided it to her puckered hole. I probed her 
ass hole with my fingers, feeling its wrinkled mouth and 
strands of sparse soft hairs around it. Slowly, I poked 
my index finger inside her puckered hole and mom 
responded with a muffled cry. Her ass muscles were very 
tight but I kept on pushing my finger inside it till it 
was buried up to knuckles. I slowly started moving my 
finger in and out of her ass. It was clear form mom's 
reaction that she was enjoying it. 

I didn't know whether mom had any anal intercourse 
beforehand or not, but anal fuck was an unknown thing to 
me. Carla was strictly against it and she never allowed 
me to lick her ass or ever insert my finger inside it. I 
didn't have any clue about the taste of a woman's ass and 
over the period, to me also it had become a sort of 
repulsive idea. But, when my mom guided my hand towards 
her ass, I realized it was no more revolting and I find 
myself very eager to taste her ass. I really wanted to 
stick my tongue up to her shit hole and taste its flavor.

I pulled out my finger, brought it near to my lips, 
inhaled the pungent aroma emanating from it and slowly 
touched it with my tongue. I didn't feel anything 
repulsive about it, so I put the entire finger inside my 
mouth sucked it earnestly. I looked at mom who had turned 
around and was looking at me intently. After sucking for 
a moment, I pulled the finger out of my mouth. With my 
lips and widened eyes I articulated to mom that it was 
very yummy and then I offered it to mom bringing it near 
to her face. Mom sniffed the scent of her own ass 
emitting form my finger and without any dithering she 
took it completely inside her mouth and started sucking 
it vigorously. 

There was nothing to say, nothing to explain. Mom knew 
what I wanted and it was her wish also. Within a fraction 
the quilt was thrown revealing our naked bodies. Mom lied 
down on her stomach. I took a pillow and put it below her 
stomach elevating her rump towards me for a better 
access. I looked at those fine globes of tight muscles 
and the beautiful crack between them. With my hands I 
spread those tight cheeks and had the first vision of my 
mother's puckered hole. I looked at the soft wrinkled 
hole surrounded by tiny strands of blonde hairs and tried 
to think about the delicious depth lying below it. Her 
dark brown opening was looking at me invitingly, 
welcoming me to explore it, to taste it and to ravish it. 

I bent my head and ran my tongue across the length of her 
crack. I chewed lightly her spongy ass cheeks sending 
waves of pleasure through my mother's body. I licked her 
on the valley between her cunt and ass. I could hear mom 
was moaning lightly. Finally my tongue traveled to her 
pucker hole. I wetted my tongue and slowly touched her 
ass hole. Her pungent intoxicating whiff filled my 
nostrils. Skillfully, I licked her hole getting my first 
taste of a real woman ass. I was happy that it belonged 
to my mother. The mild acrid taste was mind boggling, and 
I knew that in future I would never let go an opportunity 
to enjoy the taste of a beautiful ass. 

Mom was earnestly enjoying the music my adept tongue was 
playing with her shit hole and she was literally dancing 
to its tune. She was thrusting her ass high up in the air 
giving a better access to my exploring tongue. Leaving 
away her all inhibitions, mom was again howling 
unashamedly uttering all those nasty word which I had 
never expected to hear from her. I took my hand to her 
vaginal mound, my fingers entering her pussy filled with 
my cum. I collect a scoop with my fingers and bringing 
them back I glued that thick fluid over mom's shit hole. 
My tongue was now enjoying a delicious recipe made of our 
fuck fluids and the natural ingredients of mom's shit 
hole. Mom rear hole was wet with my saliva. 

After eating mom's ass for a long period I finally 
withdrew my tongue. My cock was fully erected now, ready 
to delve into the darker depths of my mother's rear 
chute. I took my blunt dagger into my hand and put its 
bulging head at her puckered hole. Suddenly mom turned to 
me.

"Honey, please make it easy. This is my first time." 

Bingo! I jumped with joy. My mom was a virgin. I was 
going to be the first man to take her anal maidenhood. My 
cock sprang with delight and suddenly it seemed to be 
puffier.

"Don't worry mom, I'll be careful." Though I had no 
intentions but I tried to calm her. "If you feel any 
discomfort, please tell me. I'd stop immediately."

Mom looked relaxed. I was sure she was not going to ask 
me to stop still, for her satisfaction I got down from 
bed and went to her dressing table. I tried to search for 
some lubricant. Mom told me from behind that a box of 
petroleum jelly was in the drawers. I took the box and 
returned to my original space. I removed a great amount 
of jelly and smeared it across her shit hole, even adding 
some quantity inside her hole by inserting my fingers. I 
added some jelly to my cock also. 

Mom lifted herself up off the bed as I knelt behind her. 
Again pointing my cock head against her pucker hole I 
drove forward, trying to open her tight little virgin 
hole. Because of the lubrication her tightly closed hole 
gave up slowly allowing passage to my impaling organ. But 
sudden stretching of tout anal muscles caused her pain as 
mom gasped in pain, but didn't try to move away or 
complain. I pulled my cock slightly out to ease some of 
her pains and again pushed inside lightly.

This time the response was better. I inserted my complete 
cock head inside her ass and let it be there for a moment 
so that mom could be able to accommodate to the feeling 
of first cock inside her ass. I worked my cock in and out 
slowly driving it deeper into her rectum. I could feel 
her tight ass muscles gripping my cock and it was quite 
different from the way her cunt had clutched my cock in 
our earlier fuck session. I continued my slow, steady 
penetration of her shit hole till the complete length of 
my cock was buried inside.

When my cock was fully buried inside mother's rear 
channel, I felt her muscles relaxing a bit indicating 
that she was now enjoying her virgin ass being fucked by 
her own son's cock. I slowly started moving in and out. I 
cherished the tight feel of her anus around my organ as 
it moved back and forth within her. I loved the sight of 
my hard prick disappearing into her little puckered hole. 
If my penetration was still hurting her, she didn't show 
any sign other than a meek grunt when I pushed my cock 
deeper into her hole and those grunts also were slowly 
converting to moans of deep and fervent passion. 

I increased my fucking and mom responded with lifting her 
ass more in air to accommodate my thrusts, her ass 
muscles squeezing around my tool as it moved in and out. 
My thighs were continuously thumping her delicate back in 
a ferocious manner, my balls hitting her pussy lips with 
every down stroke. Mom's body was no more supported on 
the pillow; it was rather high in air. Her small boobs 
were jiggling and swaying furiously with every thrust of 
mine. The extreme friction offered by her anal cavity was 
finally ready to take its toll as I was feeling another 
summit approaching. I increased my tempo and at last it 
reached to a crescendo as I ejaculated with a sharp cry 
spraying my seed into her anal passage. Without a whimper 
her ass drank it all, sucking my cock deep inside her.

I grabbed mom in my arms, driving my cock far into her, 
forcing her to again be on her stomach, squashing her 
tits into the bed beneath her. Mom cried out in pain as 
if my fat cock tore into her guts. Slowly the jerking in 
my cock subsided. Mom's ass continued milking my cock 
till it was devoid of the last drop of cum. After 
completely drenching her shit hole my cock started 
softening. I pulled it out of her ass, still wet with my 
oozing cum and mom's anal juice. I looked down at mom, 
lying spread-eagled on her belly. Her shit hole was wide 
open, slowly contracting back to its original puckered 
state and a white gluey fluid dribbling down her crack 
and slowly moving towards the narrow valley between her 
crack and her pubic region.

I slumped beside mom, trying to catch my breath. Mom was 
still lying in the same position, her head resting on 
bed. I closed my eyes and stayed there for a very long 
period. I got back to my senses when I heard mom moving. 
I opened my eyes. Mom was getting down from bed. She 
smiled at me, her eyes still filled with lust. I smiled 
back to her, and rounding my lips I told her that she was 
a great fuck, without uttering any sound. She read my 
lips and smiled again and then went to the bathroom. 

Lying down there I took the stock of the events happened 
in last two days. I came here very reluctantly that also 
only for one day, very eager to finish my Christmas 
celebrations with mom and then to return immediately. Now 
I didn't wanted to return at all. Earlier I was unhappy 
that weather had gone bad and I'd be trapped. Now I was 
happy that the bad weather is continuing and that means I 
had more and more time alone with mom. I eagerly waited 
for mom to tell her that there is no Carla waiting for me 
at the college and now I shall be spending my whole 
vacation into her arms, fucking and sucking her sweet 
pussy as well as her delicious ass.

I heard the door of bathroom opening; standing there was 
my mom displaying all her naked charm to her only son. I 
looked at her and she again came to my welcoming arm. I 
again pulled her into my arms and planted a deep kiss on 
her lips. Mom cuddled into my body, her head resting on 
my arms. I put my leg over her thighs, my flaccid cock 
resting against her bush. I wished myself good luck. I 
thanked God for getting me trapped in my home, alone with 
my horny mom. I was happy that I was stuck here, because 
I was trapped in paradise.

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. 

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