Jimmy woke in a fog. He could tell he hadn't slept long, sensing the daylight forcing its way through the clouds. But everything else, had his mom really just whispered that she had sixteen condoms for him? Did she really ride him to a mutual orgasm?
As Jimmy's senses came back, he realized nothing was a dream. His mother's naked body was still draped over his, her legs still around his hips. He felt his cock stir, he wanted his mom again. He wanted her over and over, now that they had admitted their attraction, there was nothing else he could think about. He began to lift, wanting to roll his mother over and enter her again, make her his, dominate her with his cock.
Susan woke with her son's movement. She lifted to look into his eyes and said, "That was very impressive for your first time, honey. Much more experienced men couldn't make me orgasm like that."
"I'm going to take you again," Jimmy stated, trying his best to show the command he believed women wanted.
"I am still your mother," Susan admonished. "We can have sex again, but you have to remember that we are having sex to train you. There is nothing worse than for a young woman to fall for a man who can't please her. And once we can leave this cabin, this ends."
Jimmy agreed. What choice did he have? When a woman as beautiful as Susan, especially his own mom, offers sex, a young man will always agree. But he saw how animalistic she had become after he ate her out. She might not be able to resist. Perhaps if he could perform like he just had, she would still come to his room after the snow melted.
Susan rolled off her son and told him, "Go to your room and put on clothes. Just that t-shirt, underwear and some shorts will do. Then meet me in the living room."
Jimmy rushed to obey. He stood awkwardly until Susan came out of the bedroom in a short black dress that her tastefully exposed breasts screamed to break out of. The dress had been meant to be tastefully worn with nylons and ankle boots on a date with her husband. Now she showed off her bare legs down to a pair of blue pumps for her son's pleasure only. She put a hand on her son's chest and said, "When you have a lady over, it's polite to sit and talk with her on the couch."
Jimmy turned toward the couch and his mother slipped her hand into his. They sat down and Susan continued, "You should offer a drink but I don't need one." She moved closer to him. "And romantic talk with your mom might be weird, so just kiss me and we'll practice your physical technique."
Jimmy nervously leaned in. His mom had no idea this would be his first kiss and he worried that his inexperience might become uncomfortably obvious when their lips touched. Yet he had no need to worry, as soon as their connection sealed, the fierce mother-son bond between them guided Jimmy's lips to mesh with his mother's, showed his tongue how to slide against hers. In many ways, the kiss was more intimate than the intercourse they had just completed, where Susan had lost control on an orgasmic high and taken her son. Now she was of clear mind, intimately giving her son his first kiss, fully understanding that she was building an erotic bond between the two of them.
Susan lay back on the couch, thinking in her mind that a man should sense when a woman is aroused enough for the next step. But she couldn't say her thought out loud, she was too enraptured by desire for her son. She slipped a leg under him and up onto the back of the couch, pulling Jimmy between her legs as their tongues continued to slowly dance. Susan was accustomed to keeping subtle control in her sexual encounters, but now she was fully lost to her incestuous urges, focused only on the supreme pleasure that contact with her son brought.
Letting control go allowed Susan to fully immerse herself in the experience. If she tried, she would not be able to remember a more satisfying makeout session. But she would not try, because for the first time she was living completely in the moment that was bringing her and her son together as true lovers, not just accidental sexual partners.
Just as Susan was reaching her peak pleasure, Jimmy began to travel down her body, kissing her neck, then her upper chest, then the top of her cleavage, firmly cupping his hands onto each breast. Susan found herself weakly moaning to the soft but strong touches of her son. She reached down to pull his shirt over his head, electrifying her fingers as they slid across his bare back. Then Jimmy was between his mother's legs, kissing the inside of her thighs and pulling up the dress to reveal the hole that years ago gave him life and hours ago had made him a man. Susan rushed to pull her dress off before pleasure shocks of cunnilingus hit her, but no, Jimmy's lips caressed her labia and Susan was slammed back into the couch, her head thrown back as she screamed in release. Yet some other part of her mind was at work: as her body insisted on soaking in the pleasure of her son's tongue on her clitoris, Susan could not resist the urge to take off her dress and be splayed out for her son's use, completely naked except for high heels.
Her body competed against itself, the pleasure of oral reducing the motor skills needed to strip naked while keeping her pussy available to her son. Finally, the dress was cast aside, and the eroticism of being naked for her son washed over her. "Jimmy!" she screamed, the first time she had used her son's name in the throes of sexual pleasure. "Oh God Jimmy, you're making Mommy cum! You eat me so good!"
Susan caressed her own large breasts as she bucked in orgasm, screaming uncontrollably. As her orgasm began to subside, she felt another one welling up. She grabbed the condom she had hidden in her dress's pocket and, holding back her next climax, breathed to Jimmy, "Put this on, and fuck Mommy."
Jimmy stripped off the rest of his clothes and carefully opened the condom wrapper. His mom started masturbating as he carefully positioned the rubber and worked the ring over his throbbing cockhead. Susan was oblivious to her son's awkward sheathing as she touched herself to the anticipation of her son filling her once again. Then she felt the latex moving her fingers and her walls stretching. He entered her effortlessly despite his size and inexperience. As Susan felt her son press against her cervix, her body began to ripple in another orgasm. She gripped his back and moaned softly as her vaginal walls pulsed against her son's motionless cock. Then as the convulsions slowed down, Jimmy began thrusting, steadily at first then more powerfully as his mother's moaning resumed its pace. "Yes Mommy. Yes Mommy," he began whispering between grunts.
"Come on baby," Susan moaned. "Show Mommy how much you need her." Jimmy began to thrust harder. "Do you love Mommy, baby?"
"Yes Mommy," Jimmy whispered.
"Do you love Mommy so much you're going to fuck her all weekend?"
"Yes Mommy!" Jimmy groaned louder.
Susan screamed in pleasure. "Yes baby!" she shouted. "Show Mommy, explode inside her!"
Jimmy responded with a loud groan as cock began erupting against his mother's walls. Susan could feel the pulsing of the huge member against her and began moaning out another powerful orgasm. Mother and son groaned out their simultaneous climax for what seemed like minutes, until Jimmy's huge balls were empty and Susan's body was spent.
They lay still with Jimmy inside of his mother until Susan whispered, "Baby, go get a roll of condoms from Mommy's suitcase. There's still so much to do." And so began their lovemaking in earnest, mother teaching son, condom after condom, each orgasm giving son confidence but taking control from mom. Most times Susan begged for more immediately after Jimmy coated the rubber separating him from her hallowed walls, and every time Jimmy's youthful energy easily obliged. Eventually they had to eat, but trapped inside could only heat the food that came with the cabin. But neither ever slowed, indeed, when they refueled the sex became more vigorous than before. A few times the bliss of an orgasm led them to fall asleep. The first time Jimmy woke beside his mom and scanned up and down her body, attempting to will himself to take her again. But the courage never came, and when his mom woke, she told him to put on a condom and take her again.
The next time they fell asleep, Jimmy again woke first. The feel of her soft skin draped across his naked body encouraged him to take command, slide into her and make her his woman. He rolled her over and positioned himself at her entrance. "Yes, baby," she murmured. "Take Mommy."
She reached for his member and felt the smooth skin of his glans. "Don't forget a condom," she admonished.
"I want to feel your wet pussy just this once," he growled back.
Susan snapped into a strict tone. "You will use a condom, with me and with any other woman not your wife."
"Then let me put it in your ass," he protested, trying to keep his manly confidence and not become a whiny teenager.
"I told you, condoms for anal and oral. You are welcome to fuck Mommy's ass, but put on a condom first."
