Chapter 745: WHOOPS
Cicadas were making their undulating evening song as the last shades of deep red shifted to purple in the sky. Nolan sat on the end of his uncle's bass boat staring deep into the billowing tower of clouds on the horizon. The heat was a mother to bear during the day, especially out on the lake, but it was all worth it in moments like this. Tiny waves lapped onto the sand and the first hints of a cool breeze moved subtly around his dark tanned shoulders. A bolt of lightning stretched throughout the distant thunderhead flashing and arcing out in a spiderweb along the cap of the storm.
'One-one-thousand... two-one-thousand... three-one-thousand...'
"Nolan!" the sound of his mother's slightly concerned voice drifted down the hill from the cabin. "Honey, you need to tie the boat up, it's gonna storm..."
'seven-one-thousand... Eight-one-thousand... Ni...'
The wave of rolling thunder finally reached him, he could feel it in his chest.
"Okay Mom!" he yelled back dutifully.
Nolan was 19 and had worked on the lake for the past several years as a fishing guide. His uncle had trained him since he was young. As he pushed the boat off of the sandy bank he snatched the bow line and began pulling it behind him. The beach was shallow here, making it easy to bring the flat-bottomed fiberglass rig with him. That said, it was pretty heavy and took a few lunging steps, splashing quite a bit, to get in motion. The weight gave it the stability it needed when there were two or three guys casting, especially some of the big boys that came out to the lake during the summer from the city.
After he tied off the front to the 20 foot dock that jutted off of their private beach, he made his way down the dock to tie off the back. The waves during a storm could get up to three of four feet. It was no tsunami, but plenty enough to capsize an unsecured vessel. After he finished securing the foam runners and locking all of the fishing rod compartments, he grabbed his empty cooler and headed up to the small house at the top of the hill.
The cacophony of cicadas swelled as he entered the grove of pine trees. The woods were full of lightning bugs as he trudged forward, the tops of the pines swaying as the first strong cool breeze ahead of the storm pushed through. The dirt path made a fairly steep ascent up to the wooden stairs and he was definitely breathing by the time he made his way to the landing at the top.
"It's gonna get nasty baby" Theresa stated flatly as she held open the aluminum storm door.
"Yep its a big one, we better get the candles and lanterns ready" Nolan shuffled past her setting the igloo cooler down on the linoleum kitchen floor.
From her vantage only the white sands of the beach were still visible through the trees. Theresa loved a good storm, but in the woods, they could get pretty sketchy, especially at night. More than one tornado had ravaged cabins and trailers just like hers over the years. When it got that bad, the most you could do was hunker down and pray to God that He would save them. So far, that had worked just fine. She turned her attention from the swaying trees towards Nolan, who was reaching up to pull the lanterns out of the upper cabinet in the kitchen.
"I sure wish you'd wear a shirt out there on the lake baby. You're gonna get skin cancer bein out there all day like that" she repeated for the "umpteenth" time. She watched with 'un-motherly' interest as he reached to the back of the cabinet for the second lantern.
"I know mom, I put sunscreen on four times every day though. It's a hundred degrees out there! There's no way I could " he stretched one last time to close the cabinet door grunting slightly "make it out there wearin a shirt!"
Theresa couldn't help her eyes as they made their way down from his bulky shoulders, across his rippling back to his nice tight young ass.
'Mmm Mmm, some lucky little girl is going to enjoy her some a that' she caught herself thinking... She felt instant guilt for the thought though. That was her little boy! How could she!? 'I need to get laid is what it is' she thought.
She wasn't wrong. Theresa and Nolan had lost his dad (Bill) 2 years and 4 months earlier to a car accident on Hwy 91. A semi had a blowout and had hit his pickup head on at about ten at night. They had to sell the house in town and move into Uncle Steve's cabin. She was forever in his gratitude. Steve was Bill's older brother by two years. He, Susan and the two girls had been nothing but angels to them after the accident the way she saw it. To give up their lake cabin and boat so Nolan could earn a living was nothing short of sainthood.
So, it had been quite some time since Theresa had been with a man. She was physically ready (or fit-to-fuck as they say,) but she was too scared to get back into the dating scene, especially out here in the middle of nowhere.
"How was the take today sweety?" Theresa was leaning against the door jamb still admiring Nolan's form as he collected the various candles from kitchen drawers. The gushing sound of wind blowing through the pine trees intensified as pine cones and twigs smacked the roof.
Nolan looked up at the ceiling with a slightly annoyed look on his face, his overgrown brown locks hanging away from his neck, his adam's apple jutting out. "I made out pretty good with the morning crowd, got two-hundred on fee and a sixty-dollar tip."
"Whoa there! Nice job young man!" Theresa exclaimed. "When's daddy warbucks gonna take his momma shoppin?"
Nolan smiled, giving her a side-long glance and a smirk. "Don't get all excited, I had to put seventy back in the tank for tomorrow."
"SHIT! Seventy!?" Theresa knew gas was expensive, but for a boat!?
Instantaneously the room lit up brighter than noon and the lights flickered off and back on.
"Whoa!" Nolan jumped as Theresa screeched, instinctively running across the room and grabbing Nolan around the waist. Seconds later a loud boom shook the cabin. The wind was blowing pretty much constantly now. "Didn't take it long to get here!" Nolan put his arm around his mom as he looked out the kitchen window. "This damn storm is gonna make one helluva mess and I'm gonna have to clean it all up" he complained.
"I'll help with it sweetie" she replied kissing his shoulder (which was all she could reach given how tall he was.) Theresa was lost in the sensation of being in a strong man's arms again. The warmth of his sun-kissed skin and the mixed aroma of cocoa-butter and Off mosquito-repellent sent her straight into a nostalgic trance.
Nolan intended to simply hug his mom to comfort her, but she didn't seem to be interested in letting go. It was a nice moment though looking out into the darkness of the approaching storm. The wind intensified a bit more and the eighty-foot pines were now rocking back and forth in wide arcs. Nolan could see the waves starting to roll and crash on the beach, illuminated by flashes of lightning.
"I think this calls for a drink! No fun being sober in a storm!" Nolan burst out nervously. Theresa almost jumped at this sudden outburst, realizing that she had been in never-never land for a few minutes there listening to the growing roar of the storm. She stepped away and headed for the cabinets.
"Agreed!" she chirped. Nolan's gaze followed his mother's retreat across the kitchen, admiring how well she had kept up with herself despite losing his dad. Theresa's straight dirty blonde hair hung down to her lower back, giving way to voluptuous hips and a full figure. Nolan always liked the hour-glass girls so much more than the twigs that seemed to plague the community college he attended. His eyes studied the swing of her curvy buttocks as she stepped up on the stool she kept for reaching the cabinet. As she pulled down the Makers, two boilers and turned for the fridge, her well-endowed chest wiggled playfully in her skimpy, skin-tight tank-top. Her loose shorts were nearly up to her cheeks and looked almost like a skirt. Despite his efforts, Nolan noticed that he didn't see a pantie line through her shorts. She usually wore a bra and more cover, but who could blame her in this heat. The cabin had a wall-unit A/C, but that only goes so far when its triple digits.
A couple of ice-cubes and two more-than-generous pours later and she was back at the window.
"Cheers!" she smiled as she raised her glass.
"Cheers Mom!" The room lit up again, this time brighter, the crash of thunder following much faster. This time this lights didn't flicker at all, they just went straight out. They both burst into nervous laughter as they clinked glasses and took a large gulp.
They eventually settled in the living room couch watching the rain fall in sheets and the trees whip violently in the wind. It was a bit nerve wracking, but it was also rather exciting. The lights being out made for even more intrigue. Theresa lit the candles and they sat together taking it all in in silence.
After awhile the storm went from a fury of wind and lightning to mainly just rain. Unfortunately that did not bring back the electricity or more importantly, the A/C.
As the drinks were refilled the second time, the conversation turned from mundane chatter about the clients Nolan had lined up and Theresa's shift at the local diner to more interesting topics.
"So... Are you talking to any girls at school?" Theresa giggled, the whiskey doing its job religiously.
"Meh! There's a couple I text with here and there, nothing serious. What about you? Have you met anybody in town?"
Theresa sighed "Hey! You don't get off the hook THAT easy mister. Tell me their names."
"Mom! Really!? Samantha and Tiffany if you must know" he replied slightly rolling his eyes.
"Oooh! Are they sluts!? Sound like sluts..." Theresa laughed.
"Wow! That stuff is going straight to your head huh!?" Nolan feigned injury "Yeah they're totally sluts" he replied flatly before they both broke out in laughter.
"Oh my god, it's getting so stuffy in here" Theresa exclaimed as she pulled the front of her shirt out in a flapping motion.
"It's not tooooo bad" Nolan replied as he stared down her shirt at her glistening shaking cleavage.
"Oh! Easy for YOU to say over there with no shirt on!" she glared. As she looked up at him, she noticed where his eyes had landed. "And it seems you've found something to watch on top of it all!"
Nolan's eyes instantly darted back to the window where large drops smashed into the glass outside and then melded into streams of water running down to the sill. "I WAS NOT looking!" he said with a Cheshire Cat's grin on his face.
"Oh YES You DID! I saw where you were looking... Phhht... I'm not stupid" Theresa grabbed the bottle and poured another for each of them. "What if I took my shirt off like you guys get to? How unfair is that shit!?"
Nolan was feeling brazen and a wee-bit combative, not unlike his mother. "Go ahead, it's only fair! I don't care. I wouldn't look even if you did!" he said intentionally away.
Theresa was feeling pretty good, the light from the candles was soft, and it was hot as blue blazes in their stuffy little cabin. She mulled it over a few seconds. "Fine! I think it IS fair" and with that she grabbed the bottom of her tank-top and began to peel it away from her body slowly. As she did she mockingly danced in a drunken strip tease.
"MOM!! What the hell are you doing!?" Nolan protested, laughing in amazement.
"It's fucking HOT in here!" she exclaimed squinting her eyes and staring into his eyes with a crafty smile. "Besides, I think you like it." As she said this she pulled the thin material up to reveal a healthy bit of under-boob.
"OH My God Mom, this is so weird" Nolan turned away putting his hand up to shield his eyes.
"Oh please... Cut out that puritan bullshit, I bet you don't shield your eyes when Tiffany or Samantha are stripping down!"
Nolan couldn't help but laugh out loud. She would be correct if (of course) either of them had done any such thing.
"You're My MOTHER!!" his hand dropping down enough to see that she had progressed to showing the lower half of her areola.
"And YET YOU LOOK!!" Theresa was having a blast making her son nervous. With that she peeled the shirt the remainder of the way off laughing hysterically.
Nolan couldn't help but see them bounce out of the shirt and onto her belly. He was stunned both by the fact that she had actually called his bluff and the fact that she had one of the best pairs of tits he had seen in recent memory.
"Whatcha think about these babies? Huh? Better than Samantha and whats-her-name's huh!?" Theresa held her boobs in each of her hands shaking them back and forth to emphasize her point.
Nolan finally dropped his hand and took in the sights. He wore a shit eating grin out of a combination of embarrassment and arousal.
Nolan was so nervous he didn't know what to say. Whatever his mind concocted, it needed to be punchy. "Well... I can tell you one thing" he said laughing.
"What's that!?" she was enjoying this WAY too much.
"We can add another name to the slut category!" he trailed into hysterical laughter.
Theresa's eyes widened as she flew into a straight on tickle tackle. "WHAT!!? Did you just call me a slut!?" She pushed him back on the couch, pinning him down, tickling is ribs.
"HAHA, I'm Just Joking!! Joking!!" he tried to push her back, but she was intent on winning now.
"I'll show YOU slutty!!" with that she pushed up plopping her tits on his face. Aside from the fact that he was nearly suffocating from laughter and now large breasts, Nolan realized pretty quickly how much he was enjoying this.
"MMMMM! MMMMM!" Nolan motor-boated.
"You BETTER be joking, I was always the GOOD girl" she protested, still laughing at her total lie. At long last she sat up, much to his secret disappointment. Seeing his opportunity, Nolan pushed forward rolling them both off of the couch onto the floor.
"AAGGHH!!" she screamed as they hit the thick carpet. "OH!! You want to WRESTLE!?" She continued the momentum from the fall turning into a roll that put her back on top. What she didn't realize was the level of excitement that she had inspired in Nolan.
Nolan had indeed been talking to Samantha and "whats-her-name," but much to his chagrin, that is ALL he had been doing with them. It had been over a year for him since his last friendly encounter with a girl name Alison. Needless to say he was buzzed and horny and that was before the big breast reveal. Now he had her on top of him again and her butt was planted firmly on his crotch. To further exacerbate the situation, he was only wearing skimpy gym shorts himself due to the heat. So, his excitement wasn't thoroughly contained, to say the least.
Theresa pinned down his wrists to the floor, once again putting her tits right over the bridge of his nose.
"MOM!" Nolan could feel his hard cock sticking out of the paper thin material of his shorts. "STOP!" he couldn't stop laughing.
"What's the matter!?" she taunted. "Did a SLUT get you down!?" they both broke into hysterical laughter.
"NO!" he couldn't catch his breath to speak properly, not to mention his mother's large (hard) nipples kept smacking him in the face as he struggled to get her off of him. "MOM! YOU GOTTA STOP!!" As he said stop, he pushed his hands up off of the carpet shoving her back hard. She went from a four legged stance to sitting on his lap with one quick thrust.
Instantly both of their eyes went wide and they froze. Theresa couldn't believe what she was feeling. Mostly pain, but not ALL pain. She let out an involuntary moan and her mouth dropped open.
Nolan was no less shocked as he felt his hard cock surrounded by heavenly warmth. He was staring up at his own mother who he had just accidentally entered. There was an awkward silence, but neither of them moved a muscle. Thunder rolled in the background, as if for dramatic effect.
"Oh my god mom are you okay?" Nolan panted involuntarily as well. It HAD really hurt at first as she was pretty tight these days. She had a couple of toys that she used from time-to-time, but nothing of Nolan's girth.
"Don't move, whatever you do" she replied trying to gather her wits.
"Uhh okaaay?" Nolan could feel his cock pulsing up and down inside her and each involuntary flex made the situation more and more dire.
Theresa's brain was a frenzy of over-stimulation and alcohol. 'I'm fucking my son... I can't believe this... How did this happen?' she thought. 'I have to get off of him without either of us finishing, that's the plan... go'
"I'm going to slowly lift off of you okay? Don't move..." she said in a whimper.
"I'll try" he said locking eyes with his gorgeous matron. She slowly pulled her hips away, going from balls-deep to all-the-way-in before freezing again. The pleasure was intense and she exhaled sharply, closing her eyes.
"Oh God... Nolan... that feels too good, that's never going to work!"
Nolan was in a fever state of pleasure as she pulled back ever-so-slightly, his rigid member bouncing violently inside her. "UGH! Yeah Mom, that is going to set me off for sure!"
"Okay... okay... let's think here..." she purred
"Oh my God that feels soooo good Mom" Nolan's eyes were starting to glaze over.
"No! NO! Stay with me Nolan! We can't do this!! It's not right!!" she pleaded. Each word she spoke vibrated her lava hot cunt against his obsidian shaft. Her hips involuntarily dipped, pressing him deeper still.
"OH SHIT!" he exclaimed locking eyes with her again.
Theresa could feel her resolve melting with every passing second.
"Baby, that's where you came from. You can't be back in there sweetie" again her hips twitched, shifting her weight on his engorged meat.
"OH... OH..." Nolan panted.
"That's where mommy made you baby, do you realize that?" her voice was softening with every word, her body dropping down
"Y-Y-Yeaah Mom... It's amazing!" he struggled to stay still.
"Your daddy put you inside me just like this... So... You can't..." she exhaled, her hips rolled back pressing Nolan's dick deeper still. "We shouldn't..." she tried to say but bit her lip instead. Her face was only an inch from his at this point. Her huge breasts smashed into his chest.
"Mom?" Nolan was struggling with all his might not to let his hips piston, but he was soon going to loose that battle to nature.
"Oh baby" Theresa cried putting her hands behind his head. "I Love You SOOO Much!"
"I - I Love You too... I can't hold it much longer Mom!" Nolan was in a near panic.
Theresa looked deep into his eyes. She thought about all of the shit they had been through together over the past few years. She thought of how their relationship had changed from her taking care of him to the co-habitation they had achieved here on the lake. Her inner voice kept saying 'it's wrong Theresa, he's your baby boy, what are you doing?' Then another voice (a more reasonable voice) said 'He does all the work of a husband, but he gets no rewards and he asks nothing in return. Maybe just this one time'
"It's okay baby"
"What!?" he strained to stay still a moment longer.
"I said it's okay... Mommy loves you so much. Just let it happen" with that she pressed her beautiful round lips to his, her tongue slipping directly into his mouth.
"MMMM" was all that Nolan could manage as he gave in. Instantly his hips bucked forward and up. She broke the kiss.
"UGHH!" she grunted returning his thrust.
"Oh My God Mom! Are you SURE!?" She answered by bringing her hips up and dropping them back down, fucking him into her.
"Oh my baby..." she cooed. Nolan reached down and grabbed her generous hips before thrusting back inside her, using the leverage to go deeper towards her womb."I Love You Mom" he began to feel an unusual wave of emotion.
They moved back and forth slowly at first.
"I've always wanted to be closer to you baby. I just didn't know how." Theresa increased her pace slightly, rocking back and forth on her son's manhood, their eyes locked. Nolan began to match her thrusts, the sensation of her hot wet pussy driving him to the brink.
Theresa watched her son's face, his mouth agape, panting in unison. His eyes moved down to catch a view of her swollen nipples as they drug back and forth on his chest.
"You like that baby?" she asked, her tone was soft and loving. She sat up and back into cowgirl position grabbing her massive mams and holding them up for him. "Here baby, come suck on these like you did when you were little."
"Ughhh!" Nolan grunted as she sat up on his crotch, his eyes closing automatically. "Yeah Mom, yeah." Nolan sat up with her, wrapping his arms around her back for leverage. He instinctively went to her left breast, licking it lightly before gently pulling the nipple into his mouth. His tongue swirled around the rock hard protrusion, sending his mother into a spasm of lust. He could feel her hips shivering and shaking as she rose and fell with increasing speed.
"Oh GOD!" Theresa yelled wrapping her hands around the back of his head to add pressure to her breast. "I'm gonna cum baby!" and with that the shivering and shaking erupted into an all out spasm, her screams of ecstasy drowning out the pounding rain. "UGH... UGH... OH!! GOD!!" she bounced wildly on his cock.
Nolan had only been with three girls before this encounter with a woman. There was no comparison between the teen humping to completion and this full-on orgasmic experience, they were two separate rides on opposite ends of the amusement park. Nolan, not really knowing what to do, just held on tighter as the woman whom he had loved his entire life pressed her soaking wet cunt onto his lap as hard as she could. He continued sucking and licking her left nipple as her screams rose to an apex.
"AHH! AHH!! OH BABY!!" she plopped her quivering mass onto his now swollen cock one last time. Her whole body was shaking uncontrollably. "UGH!!" she screamed loudly. She pressed his head so hard into her chest that he couldn't breathe, but he didn't care in the least. He'd be quite happy to suffocate here in this moment.
Theresa's hips continued to rotate in a small circle as she rocked with him back and forth, cradling his head against her bare bosom. Nolan's cock was in a constant state of spasm, swimming in a sea of hot juices. His mom's sweet soft panting subsided slowly until she finally pulled his head back from her softening teat. She stared down into his eyes in amazement.
"Nolan, that was simply incredible" she gushed, tears streaming down her cheeks. It had been so long since she had been with Bill that she had forgotten the feeling of completeness until now. "I Love you baby, you make me so proud" she continued to gush.
Nolan was moved to emotion as well, he could feel a lump in his throat. "I Love you too Mom" he managed with a shaky voice. Their lips met again, tongues roiling in each others mouth like writhing snakes. Nolan could feel his excitement increasing and pressed his hips up into hers as they embraced.
Theresa knew he wasn't far from finishing. "Okay, now it's your turn" she smiled softly as she pushed herself off of him and laid back on the the thick carpet.
Nolan got up to his knees, his throbbing cock stabbing into the air, still twitching up and down on its own. Before him was a sight he would never forget. From her angelic face, his mother's gorgeous hazel eyes stared up at him in admiration. Her full lips (moist with his saliva,) hung slightly open, her long dirty blonde hair splayed out in the middle of the living room. Her breasts were so large that they bulged to either side of her rib cage. Her full mid-section (round with just a bit of a pudgy belly,) now laid flat, rising and falling with increasing anticipation. The bottom of her belly was round in a way only a woman's stomach can be, ripe for sowing. His eyes followed a faint line from her belly button down to her pelvis where her well kept blondish pubic hair flowed over her soaked entrance. As he moved forward towards her, she spread her legs more, reaching up with her arms.
"Come here baby. Come finish with me." she pleaded softly.
Nolan crawled between her legs and pressed himself down to her. Her open arms once again reaching around his neck, her fingers running through his hair. She gently guided his head down to her right breast this time.
"Pretend you're drinking from mommy again Nolan." Nolan obediently lapped at her right nipple which responded immediately, hardening against his tongue on contact.
"Oh... yeah... Now suck on it" she hissed softly. Nolan pull the entire areola into his mouth, sealing his lips and pulling a vacuum to suck the nipple further in. Theresa's fingers stiffened against his scalp, pulling his head into her breast. As he sucked, he ran the tip of his tongue over and around the teat. It had just a hint of sweet to it, but it was so faint he thought he might be imagining it.
Theresa's left hand slid down his neck, over his shoulder blades to his lower back. As he was taller than she was, she couldn't quite reach her target destination, so she lightly tapped her finger on his lower back, signaling him to curl his pelvis forward. He responded to the cue by arching his back bringing his pelvis closer to hers. Her hand slid down to his right cheek grabbing it firmly. As she gripped she pulled his ass forward, positioning him to enter.
Nolan could feel his tip brushing up against her hair and her lips. He released his mouth from her tit and looked up. "Like this Mom?"
Theresa gasped softly as his head made contact with her vulva. "Oh baby, you are doing so good for mommy. Go into me" her right hand pulled his head up from her chest to her lips. She lightly brushed his upper lip with her bottom lip, her mouth open in ecstasy. At the same time her left arm pulled his pelvis into the opening, pressing his head past her labia minora. The sensation was electric and she slipped her tongue deep into Nolan's mouth with a moan. As their lips sealed together, he licked her tongue and the top of her mouth. He slid further into her sending thousands of tingling nerve endings into a chorus of pleasure.
"Ughhhhhhh..." she exhaled. Nolan made a low guttural groan as his head pressed up into her womanhood. She moved his hips with her hand, still firmly grasping his hard cheek, pulling him in, and guiding him back slightly. Each forward push sent him deeper into her hot cunt, her juices running out of her vagina and over her perineum. Her anus clinched and released as the hot she-cum dripped down to the floor. Nolan slid with ease in and out of his mother at very slow pace.
Nolan could feel his cock head rubbing against the top wall of her soaked channel. The texture was almost rough and bumpy. As he rubbed (pressing up slightly) Theresa's eyes rolled up as she arched her back, rolling her head up and back. Her mouth was wide open as Nolan continued to suck her bottom lip, biting slightly as her pelvis pressed back against his now fully engorged dick. She made a strained squealing sound that emanated from the back of her throat as he pulled back and pressed in again. Her eyes were now clinched shut and after a few strokes, Nolan felt her pelvis shudder.
Theresa was now grabbing the carpet on one side of her body as her pelvis lurched forward. Her face was crunched into what could have been mistaken for agony as Nolan plunged into her her over and over. Her g-spot was sending waves of nearly uncomfortable tension through her lower region. As Nolan followed the direction of her hand, he began to increase the force of his thrusts. Soon, he was pounding his head into the upper wall of her pussy.
Theresa couldn't speak to warn him at this point as the pleasure was simply too intense, so she let go of the carpet and pressed against his chest, pushing him back. Nolan was taken aback by this and retreated, pulling most of the way out, only his head was still inside her. As he took in the scene before him, he worried that he had hurt her. Theresa's entire body undulated in waves, her stomach muscles visibly contracting, pushing down. She pushed him back another inch, dislodging him from his birth canal entirely. As his head popped out, a long gushing stream of clear liquid shot from her pussy, splashing his belly and pelvis.
"OHAAAAAGH!" she screamed, her body wracked by an earth-shattering orgasm. Eyes shut, arms up, hands pulling at her own hair, Theresa sprayed her boy down with lady cum. She was cumming so hard she couldn't breathe temporarily, her body writhing on the floor in ecstatic convulsions.
"Mom! Are you okay?" Nolan was genuinely worried. After what seemed like an eternity, she was called back to their shared reality. Theresa forced a gasp of air, her body shaking uncontrollably. The ejaculate shot out in small short bursts. As the orgasm subsided, she finally opened her eyes, a sly smile spreading over her face.
"Yes baby, mommy is way better than okay" she hoarsely whispered. She opened her arms, again inviting the inexperienced Nolan to join her in union once again.
Relieved (and close to finishing himself) Nolan re-entered her slowly. Theresa guided him back into the original position. "This time I want you to go as deep as you can sweetie" she said as she lifted her mouth to his ear. She licked and then sucked on his earlobe as he obediently carried out her orders.
"What do I do when... you know?" he asked almost nervously.
"Inside mommy baby... I want it all inside"
"Are you sure it's okay? Couldn't I still get you...?" he again questioned as he slid deeper and deeper in her.
Sucking his earlobe and now tonguing his ear outright she whispered ever so gently. "Yes you could... I need you to finish inside no matter what."
There was something nearly sinister in her voice despite the silkiness of her tone. Nolan was both offset and driven forward into a maddening frenzy of lust by the vibration of her voice in his ear.
"Ugghh... Okay Mom, whatever you want" he groaned as he finally bottomed out in her. At the back of her vagina, the walls narrowed creating what felt like a little pocket around his tip. As he began to stroke back and forth that little pocket seemingly suckled his head. The sensation was equally as maddening as her voice. Every thrust was exponentially more pleasurable than the last.
They went on this way for a few minutes, the pace gradually increasing into a moderate rhythm. They were both grunting with each thrust now, the sound of their passion overpowering the sound of the rain. As he slid and pounded his cock into her innermost depths, Nolan could feel a general building of pressure. The sensation started in his lower back, spreading into his buttocks. His hips began to buck of their own accord. Each fuck in went deeper still.
Theresa could feel him lengthening with every stroke and knew he was very close. As he plunged into her, she again grabbed his ass, pulling him as deep as she could get him. She felt something inside her give ever-so-slightly, as if she had been hiding a special place deep within her that was only meant for him.
Whatever that place was, Nolan felt it as well. The sensation was as if he were hitting some nearly hard barrier deep within her and then without warning it let him in. That sensation along with the spreading warmth through his mid-region spelled the end of their love-making session. His hips contracted hard, forcing him deeper than either of them thought was possible.
"Ughh... Mom!" he struggled.
"Oh baby!" she cried.
The fapping was loud in the room as his pelvis machine-gunned into her.
"Agghh Mom, I'm gonna"
"Yes sweetheart... Yes my love" she whimpered.
"I Love you Mommmm!!" he cried as his ejaculate traveled through his penis towards the exit.
"Oh My GOD!!" her eyes flew open as his cock shoved deep in a final thrust. She was holding his face right in front of hers, sweat dripping down from his soaked forehead. "YES BABY!!"
They both felt the searing heat of his semen as it exploded into her belly. Nolan's delivery was almost violent, so much so, that Theresa found herself being the one that had to hold on tight.
Nolan felt as if he'd left his body and was observing remotely. His body had completely taken over, he was no longer in control. He shot jet after hot jet of cum into the chamber from which he had originated and he felt more at peace than he ever had in this moment. It was as if he was returning to his own creation, reuniting with everything that exists through his mother's womb.
Theresa's belly heaved and contracted in her final orgasm, her pussy contracting around his entire length as if to squeeze every possible drop of life out of his phallus. She knew in that moment that Nolan had truly just become a man, despite whatever technical age he was or whomever he had been with before. She knew that for all practical purposes, she was his first REAL woman.
She pulled his lips down to hers where they locked as he continued to buck uncontrollably inside her.
She could only imagine how much cum he was dumping into her, because she could FEEL herself filling up inside. The warmth spread throughout her entire torso. Nolan was making this nearly begging grunting sound through their kiss.
Nolan became aware of this flowing feeling in his cock. It felt like he was pouring semen into her. His head rocked back as he made his final thrust. Thick hot white sperm splattered out of her pussy around his plunging member onto the rug like some overly exaggerated manga drawing.
"Oh GOD Nolan!" Theresa exclaimed. In all of her years and relationships, she had never cum like she was now. It was an orgasm that just kept rolling through him into her and from her back through him.
The reciprocal nature of their climax was unlike that of any previous sexual encounter either of them had ever experienced, truly unique in all ways.
Nolan could finally feel the flow slowing down. He had almost begun to worry it wasn't going to stop. His hips were still pistoning into her, but each stroke a little slower than the last until finally he was back in control.
As their body's motion slowed, they resumed their kissing. Theresa's tongue stretched deep into his mouth, sliding in an s pattern across his tongue. She could feel him beginning to soften even though he was still sliding in and out slowly. She rubbed her hands across his sweat beaded back. She was in heaven.
At last the accidental encounter had run its course. Mother held her son against her chest as they tried to catch their breath. After nearly a half hour in this position Nolan pushed himself up off of her, a huge puddle of cum and juices soaked the carpet around their mid-section.
Theresa looked dreamily at him as he sat up to her side. "What do you think about that baby?" she asked a bit worried that the whole thing might have been too much for him.
He looked deep into her eyes, raised his hands, palms up, lifted his eyebrows and said...
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