Hiking in the mountains

Mother’s eyes were again closed, and her wailings were getting louder and louder. My hand was rubbing my cock feverishly, and I was ready to shoot any time. 

Suddenly, her body arched on the bed. She emitted a horse cry and forced her finger deep inside her pussy. Her body was shivering perhaps due to the orgasm, which had just hit her. 

This was too much for me. I could not restraint myself anymore. My legs were trembling with excitement. I pumped for the final time and with a choked cry, I let my cock go. I watched as with every jerk of my rigid cock, drops of cum flew in the air and landed on the clothes and other articles kept in the closet. 

I immediately realized my mistake. Mom would certainly see the stains in the morning. Nevertheless, I was not in a position to control what was happening, so my cock jerked again and again releasing more drops of cum staining more of my mother’s clothes. Finally, the shooting stopped and I tucked my cock back to my shorts without bothering to clean it. 

I looked through the narrow window of closet door. Mom’s ordeal was over. She was still lying of the bed trying to catch her breath. Her eyes were closed and she didn’t seem interested in the movie. The fucking on the screen had just concluded and the girl was licking the cum off her male partner deflating cock. Suddenly, mom took the remote and turned off the television. 

I watched as mom again slipped inside the covers. She didn’t bother to put back her clothes. I waited patiently for her to sleep. Slowly, her body became still under the covers. I gently opened the closet door and moved into her room. She appeared sound asleep by then. I opened the doors noiselessly. Thankfully, it was not locked from inside. I shut her doors behind me and scurried to my room. 

When I lay on my bed, my eyes were heavy with sleep and I could not recall when I fell asleep.

I rose late next morning. Mom was already up and she had cooked the breakfast. When I reached kitchen, she was getting readied for running the washing machine. She looked fresh.

I greeted her and pulled a chair. 

“Finish your breakfast and help me with this machine.” She pointed towards the pile of laundry lying in a tub outside the kitchen. “We have a lot of dirty clothes today.”

“What happened?” I asked casually.

“I don’t know, but today I found some strange stains on my clothes in the closet.” She showed me her fresh clothes with the dried stains of my own cum. 

I swallowed my food and looked at her. Her face didn’t reveal any thing. It was hard to guess whether she knew about my presence inside her closet. I knew she must be suspicious. 

“I can’t understand.” She continued. “ How this happened? Last evening I kept these clothes there after ironing them.”

I made a poker face. I fast needed an excuse that could satisfy her. 

“Why don’t you check you closet,” I pulled the most preposterous idea from the air. “There might be a rat urinating over your clothes.” 

“It doesn’t look like the stain of urine.” She was staring at me and I had to divert my gaze.

I shrugged my shoulders helplessly. Even if she knew the truth I couldn’t help it. In a way it was good that she knew what I wanted from her. She had already given it me once, though unwillingly. I fetched my dishes to the sink and put it there. Then, I took the laundry bucket and went out of kitchen. 

I pondered upon the events while running the washing machine. I was sure by now that mom was aware of my presence in her closet. It would not be difficult for her to differentiate between the stains of cum and stains due to urine. However, it was difficult to guess whether she knew about my presence last night itself. 

So far mom had not talked about any incident. Her silence was making me suspicious. Was she also interested in consummating with me, and in a way encouraging me to move ahead with my efforts? Being my mother, It would certainly not be easy for her to talk what she actually wanted. I finally decided that I would not relent my efforts.

During the next few days, I got two more opportunities to sneak into my mother’s closet in the night and every time I was rewarded with a more explicit visuals. On each occasion, while my mom fingered her pussy I was driven to the limits with lust, which finally ended in jacking off. However, for those occasions I already had my handkerchiefs with me and I released my load into them. 

On the last occasion, when my mother was asleep after her fiery self-gratification; I came out of the closet. While I was turning the doorknob, I turned and looked back at my mom. Her eyes were wide open and she was looking in my direction. My heart skipped a beat. Mom looked at me for a second then she dozed off. Her eyes were closed again. 

I retired to my room. My heart was pounding in my chest. There was no doubt that mom knew about my presence inside her closet, and she was purposefully performing those amorous acts before me. I felt like going back to her room and fuck her. I could not sleep that night before I had to masturbate twice to suppress my raging need. I made up my mind that on the next occasion when mom performs her act I would come out of her closet and would face whatever be in store. 

However, next morning mom informed me that we are going back to cabin to restart my training, which we had left two weeks ago. Halfheartedly, I readied our luggage so that we could start our journey.

When we reached the cabin on Friday evening it was already dark. We kept our knapsacks in the hut and I went out to fetch the fresh water. Mom non-stop lectured me about mountaineering and rock climbing, and I listened her reluctantly. I already knew most of the things what she was telling and she was aware of the fact. However, she was insistent because next day I would be actually climbing a hilltop not as a tracker but as a mountain climber. It would be an ice test to check what I had learned so far.

At ten we ate out dinner. Then mom decided to retire early so that before stating our journey next day we could have a good sleep. Using the additional sheets, which mom brought with her, we made bed on the floor, as mom didn’t want to open our sleeping bags. Mom turned off the lights and the little room was completely darkened. 

I lay on my makeshift bed and stared at the ceiling. Memories of our last visit were suddenly alive in my mind. I was sure that mom too would be thinking about the same event while trying to sleep. I again felt the blood rushing to my loins and I longed to feel the delightful pussy of my mother. I didn’t know when I slept.

I woke up with some strange feeling. The room was still completely dark. I looked at the wristwatch; the night glowing indicator told me that it was two in the morning. I had slept for about four hours. I lay in silence staring in the darkness. I realized mom had moved nearer to me and her one leg was touching my legs. She was breathing deeply and she appeared sound asleep. 

With the awakening, came the memory of my last fuck with mom. Suddenly, my cock was rock hard. I moved my cover and lowering my underwear and shorts, and pulled my rigid cock out of its confines. I gently massaged my cock feeling the strong undercurrent of excitement running through my loins.

Mom was lying so close to me that I could not resist the temptation and lightly kept my right hand over her leg. Her body shivered gently, but the mild tremors subsided immediately. I lightly caressed her calf, softly running my palm along it. No response; mom was dead sleep. 

My hand slowly traveled upward and I felt her soft thighs. Suddenly, I realized that mom didn’t have her pants on. I got encouraged and moved my hand to her thigh. My hand could feel the material of her t-shirt and that of her panties below it. It seemed that after turning off the lights, she had slipped off her pants so that she could sleep freely. 

With the beating heart, I brought my palm over her mound and felt the soft region through her t-shirt. My left hand massaged my cock furiously. I lightly ran my fingers over her mound. My fingers moved in a circular motion over her soft mound to feel the soft fold of her cunt and the unmistakable slit between them.

“Oh! God.” A short gasp escaped my mouth. 

Mom was still lying on her back, snoring lightly. I brought my hand down to her thighs and inserted it below her t-shirt. My hand could now feel her soft inner thighs and slowly it traveled long her thighs, finally, touching the lips of her cunt through her panties.

My heartbeats were reaching to a crescendo and I feared that it would stop working with excitement. My whole body was writhing with unfathomable pleasure. My left hand was uncontrollably rubbing my cock with an unknown zest. I had a very strong urge to tear my mother’s panties and force my cock into her delicious cunt.

I somehow controlled my impulse and continued stroking her cunt lightly. I could feel her cunt more clearly through her thin material of her panties. I could feel her plump cuntlips, her ravenous slit between them and the soft silky curly hair covering her love mound. 

Mom was still motionless. It got bolder and rubbed her slit more coarsely while massaging my cock with other hand. 

I continued rummaging my fingers coarsely through her covered slit. In a short while her cunt responded to the manual stimulation and I could feel the building of moist patch in the front of her panties. It was evident that mom was awake and she was enjoying the amorous music my apt fingers were playing with her pleasure mound.

I removed my fingers from my cock and gently brought her hand and put it over my hard on. Her delicate fingers clasped around, lightly holding it in her warm grip. However, she didn’t proceed to massage it, probably still trying to maintain her pretence. I put my fingers over her and helped her to move her hand along the length of my cock.

It made me even more impudent and I pulled her panties down to her thighs. My hand could now trespass into her most private regions, openly feeling her soft bush and the delicious slit beneath them. As I probed her slit with my finger, I could feel an abundance of her hot fluid filling her slit and her drenched cunt hair. I slowly, parted her slit and forced my two fingers inside her sopping cunt.