Trapped In Paradise

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 undy. 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 and deeper into that soft narrow, clinging passage. My cock could feel her slippery wetness while moving inside those warm depths. Soon complete seven inches of my boner were buried inside her love channel and my balls were supporting against the crack of her ass. My black curls were interlocked with her soft blonde hairs.

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.

2.
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 has stopped but weather was 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.