Cabin Snow In Ch. 04byTimRailing©
Their car crawled slowly down their icy street. It was dark. The clouds and snow had extinguished whatever light the moon had to offer. Still, they looked out their windows at their neighbors homes, buried in snow. Their street wasn't unlike others; in fact it was the most typical American street one could imagine. Tree lined, with two story capes along each side. None were monstrous and a few were quite quaint. The weeks of steady snow had buried the sidewalks from view. It had even buried the better half of most of their neighbor's first stories. Snow piled on top of shrubberies right up to the windows. Long driveways had huge piles of it at their ends and, without doubt, some had snow caves already hollowed out within them by kids home from school. The sweet smell of a burning fire filled the car as it passed home after home with chimneys pouring smoke.
They were all looking forward to home. It would be different, they all knew that. Home would never feel the same again. It would be better now. Borders had been torn down. How could life not be changed if your mother might now decide to wake you not by shaking you gently but instead by pulling down your pants and taking your flaccid cock into her mouth? They knew their home would be an adventure in the coming weeks. Their mother would not hide her curves, or deny them the sight of her breasts. Her bed would be their bed, their bed hers. She was a sexual woman and they knew she would be an unbearable tease. She now had an audience to show off her body to, tease and arouse, without ever leaving the house. Life would surely be different.
Aaron was anxious to have his mother in the comfort of their home. He was tired. His eyes were burning from straining to navigate the snowy roads. He was the only one who hadn't caught up on a bit of sleep but he had no doubt, that he would have to enjoy the pleasures of his mother's body before drifting to sleep.
They turned into the driveway. It had been plowed recently but still he had to make a run of it to get over the plowed snow blocking their entry. Their grey cape was one of the smaller houses on the street. Aaron looked over his shoulder as he reached for the ignition and killed the engine. Both of his mother's beautiful breasts were out, her shirt pushed down, and here full globes were glistening with saliva. They were plump and full yet they had not lost their perk. They still sat high on her chest and they were so close together that they lightly touched. Each was more than a handful and heavy. Her nipples were the size of quarters but were perfect circles with clear edges where her dark nipple turned to milky, tight skin. He had come to know those beautiful, youthful breasts quite well and still, he found them entrancing. There was his mother, her face the same face that had raised him. Yet there were her breasts, something that had always been hidden from him and forbidden, suddenly bare to him. Without noticing his stare, she pulled her shirt back up from her waist, over her tits. They were all grabbing their things and getting ready to make a run for the house. Ethan already had his door open.
"Good trip guys" he blurted out. They all turned their attention to him. Seeing that he was looking into his mother's beautiful eyes, they all looked at her. She decided she felt like they were expecting a reply.
"It was more than great boys. I thought a lot about this trip on the way home. I feel invigorated and blissfully happy and was trying to put my finger on why. You boys have made me cum again and again and that is heavenly... but it is more than that. A whole in my life has been filled. Your father's dick brought me to a thousand raging orgasms over the years and without him inside me, I've felt empty. I've fucked hundreds of men since and not one has made my pussy feel so full and alive and hungry for more." As she said this she reached over to Ethan's crouch and rubbed his dick, smiling.
"The sexuality that was the passion of my youth, and defined a lot of who I was, has been missing. Maybe it's a mental connection or magical big dicks in the genes," she said, laughing slightly. She continued, "but having you boys inside me makes me feel whole again. I feel the like cock hungry little whore, who could fuck ten times a day, again. I feel young and excited again."
They all smiled at her. She gave them a big, beautiful smile that showed off her white teeth and made her look radiant. "Now lets get inside before Ethan freezes us to death!" she laughed. He had kept his door open the entire time she was talking and the heat had left the car. They all quickly grabbed the bags we needed and trudged through the snow to the side door. Langdon grabbed a few logs and slid past. As they all kicked off their boots and coats in the mudroom, he went straight to the woodstove. Ever since he was old enough to light a match he had taken over fire duty, without anyone asking. He had a talent. He could get a fire roaring in minutes.
The first floor of their cape was very cozy. The mudroom connects to the kitchen, which had wood floors, oak cabinets, and granite counters. The kitchen had a small bathroom off of it, a pocket door that opened to a small dining room, and an open doorway to the living room. It was a simple living room with a wood stove, a large sectional couch, a leather ottoman, and a large rug that covered most of the room. There were also stairs and another door to a small office. The stairs lead up to the cape's three bedrooms. All three of which were not very large. Langdon and Ethan's room was larger than Aaron's but still barely fit the two twin beds and their few belongings. Both bedrooms shared a wall. Across the hall was the bathroom and Kris's room. Hers was only slightly bigger than Aaron's, but was really just a queen size bed, dresser, and closet.
Ethan went straight for the stairs and headed to his room to change. Aaron looked over at his mother. They were alone, as Langdon was out in the living room starting a fire in the woodstove. As she bent over to unlace her other boot, he slipped his left hand under the waistband of her sweatpants.
He slid his hand over the curve of her luscious ass cheek and squeezed. She let out the slightest moan of satisfaction. A smile slid across his face as his fingers spread out over his mother's large, firm cheek. Then his hand slid lower and he felt the warmth of her cunt as his fingers approached it. He felt wetness but didn't think she'd been fucked on the ride, just fingered by his brothers. So he cupped her warm pussy. He rubbed the palm of his hand against her wet vagina. He was slow but firm, making very small movements. He did not mean to pleasure her as much as cup her womanhood. The effect of cupping his mother's pussy was still as intoxicating as it had been when he first fucked her. She looked back at him and gave him a closed lipped, loving smile but as she did he slipped one finger into her hole and suddenly she was biting her lower lip. He slowly and firmly began to finger fuck her. She grabbed the edge of the bench seat in front of her as he pushed his palm into her, letting his finger dive a little deeper. He was wiggling his finger slightly, to tease her. He withdrew the pressure and then went to slam his finger into her again and this time her hips moved back against his hand. She was fucking him back. He took his other hand and placed it on her right buttock. Through her sweatpants he began to grope her ass cheek. It was bigger than the young girls he'd been with but almost as firm. Without question though, it had a shape as perfect as any ass model he'd ever seen. He continued to squeeze her as cheek with every thrust of his finger.
He had listened to her lust for hours driving and could not help himself. Her body had become an addiction for him. He felt like he was sixteen again, when he had fucked Amanda Bradley a dozen times in his bed, after school, while his mother was at work. He'd fuck her tight body to oblivion, until she came like a sex craved little whore, and within minutes after his fingers would be probing her pussy and he'd be dry humping her cunt... both of them gearing up for another hard fuck. This felt like that.
He could not quench his non-stop lust. He pulled down her sweatpants to reveal her ass cheeks, tight from bending over, and her asshole. It looked so inviting... a small tight hole between her beautiful cheeks. He wanted to ease his long, hard cock into his mother's tight anus but this wasn't the place to anal fuck his mother.
Still, he couldn't stop. He crouched behind her, bringing him face to face with her pussy. He grabbed her thighs and pulled her pussy into his face. In the same instant his tongue dived into the warmth of her pussy and his lips were intertwined with the lips of her pussy. She reached back with one hand and spread her ass cheek. He wasn't slow to take the signal. He dragged his tongue from her clitoris, up her ass crack, and then lightly teased her asshole before dragging his tongue back to her soaking cunt. He stopped to marvel at her spread ass and couldn't help but reach out and grab one cheek his left hand. She let go of her right cheek and he moved in with his mouth, biting it like an animal. As he clamped down on the skin, he began rubbing her pussy with his right hand and then decided to ram two fingers into her womanhood. He couldn't take it, he wasn't her squirming like a whore. He went for the orgasm. He pulled his fingers out slowly then he rammed his fingers into her again, and picked up the pace. He kept her wanting more with a slow, gradual, gentle withdrawal and then when only the very tips of his fingers were between her wet lips, he would slam his fingers into her, hard. Again and again he rammed her cunt. Her breathing became quick. She was standing in the same mudroom where she had put on his boots for him when he was younger, grabbing the same bench.
Being within their home heightened the erotic passion. Here, they felt more like family. Their home was filled with memories of raising Aaron. The reality that it was her son behind her felt much more real now. That only added to the eroticism though. Her son was behind her, he had pulled her pants down to her knees, and she was standing in their entryway with her pussy exposed to him. He was fingering and sucking the same pussy his father had. As her son's tongue flicked at her butt-hole and his fingers rammed into his cunt, her memory flashed back to when she and his father had first toured the house. Aaron was in a stroller then. She had sucked her husband's dick in the car after the realtor left, as a celebration that they had finally found their new home. It was a quick flash though and suddenly she was back in the moment, her pussy pulsating, building to climax.
He took short strokes now and was pistoning his fingers in and out of his mother's soaking wet pussy. Maybe a half-inch of his fingers would enter her, at the most. He went for speed. Within thirty seconds he was pistoning his mother's cunt so fast that her juices were beginning to splatter against her thighs. He went faster. More juices leaked down his fingers and over his hand. The splattering sound that came as his fingers shoot in and out of her grew louder. Her inner thighs were covered in specs of her juices that glistened as light reflected off.
Another ten seconds went by, she was struggling to keep her knees from buckling. Standing was difficult, the only muscle she was thinking about was her convulsing cunt. Her hips were rocking and pumping to meet his fingers. He hadn't stopped squeezing her ass with his left hand, without that she may have already lost balance. She squeezed her pussy tighter, trying to stave off the onset of her orgasm. It was a futile effort. It flooded over her, her knees spasmed and began to give, and her pussy began to squirt. It gushed into and past his fingers. The flood of cum sprayed messily over her thighs and his hand and arm. She shook her ass up and down as she squirted and the stream of liquid was so strong you could hear the hiss of spray. He moved his lips back over her pussy and licked and sucked furiously. As he sucked at her crotch, the crackle of the fire began to sound. It covered whatever moans escaped her lips. Slowly her juices came to a halt and the fine mist of her spray settled. The floor was glistening and had several spots that were clearly wet.
She reached for the waistband of her sweatpants and Aaron leaned back from her pussy to let her stand up and pull her pants up. He stood, whiping the spray from his face.
His mother turned and her natural beauty struck him hard. He still couldn't believe such a mature, beautiful woman was his lover. She tilted her head and leaned into him. Their lips met first and tongues followed. One of her hands went around his back and the other dropped to the bulge in his crotch and she began to massage her son's hard penis through his pants. One of his hands dropped to her butt again, as the other went to cup her tit. The thrill of his mothers tongue in his mouth, while her small hand massaged his cock, was almost too much. Every bone in him wanted to rip her clothes off and insert himself into her. They continued to attack each other's mouths. Their tongues flickered against each other. His lips would lock on hers and hers on his. As she sucked on his tongue he squeezed her ass hard, lifting her onto her toes. He could tell she wanted him inside of her.
"Not yet" she said, breaking their kiss. It struck him that this comment was more for herself than him. She leaned in and kissed him on the lips again. She pulled away and stared into his eyes. He could tell that behind her gorgeous stare, she was thinking deeply about something.
She grinned, then spoke softly, "tonight, you bring your mother to bed. You take me and my pussy in the bed your father did."
Aaron grinned back. The idea of having his mother in her own bed aroused him even further. To put her on all fours and bang her ass like so many men had done, like his father had done... "But we've got to get you off first. When you fuck me tonight, you can't cum quickly. Your father would make me suck and fuck his huge cock for hours... long into the night. He knew how to make me feel like a slut. He would ram my pussy until it was raw and sensitive, until I felt used and sore. He would squeeze my tits until they ached. I was born sex craved whore but your father brought it out of me like no one else. I want you to take your fathers place in my life, starting tonight"
His mother was asking him if he'd not only give her the big, fat cock she had needed so badly but if he'd fuck and use her like a worthless whore. She wanted to be used. "I'll fuck that tight little cunt and ass like you're a worthless whore. You're cunt will ache for days" he replied, smiling.
She smiled. It was a very sincere smile, of relief and happiness. Her son had just promised to take the place of his father. He would fuck her like a whore, like she needed. "There's one last thing."
"I like to be taped," she whispered.
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Aaron smiled. He had already known this. His mother's sexuality had always been hard to miss. Without a word being spoken, it was always clear that their mother was a cock addict. Each brother had, at some point, walked in on her sucking a dick in a risky situation. Sometimes it was an acquaintance at a party, once it was sucking a hotel worker on a family vacation. And it was not rare for them all to listen to her fuck the dates she brought home. But being taped, that had been a new revelation. Ethan was the one who found it. His favorite porn type was always amateur porn and so his favorite website to jerk off to was OurHornyWorld.com. It was an indexing site that posted all types of porn, but its largest focus was indexing all of the hottest amateur videos on the web.
One day, Ethan called Langdon and Aaron into the small office off the living room. They scanned the page he was looking at. It didn't strike Langdon but Aaron saw it immediately. There was a picture of a woman riding a cock who had the same figure as their mother. The dick about to enter her pussy was enormous and the ass size and shape was amazing. They had all seen her in thongs by the pool and could almost identify their mother purely by her ass. But the details were there too. It was his mother's bedroom.
"Have you watched it?" Aaron said this, knowing the answer. Mother or not, they had all jerked off to their mother's ass, he was sure of that. It was too amazing not to and she didn't exactly hide it. So how could Ethan have not watched it?
"Yeah, it's amazing. I've watched it like a hundred times."
"Dude, I don't know. I mean I can't help but look at mom's butt when she wears a thong by the pool but watching this... watching another person inside her... should we?" Langdon was always a bit more moral and considerate than either Aaron or Ethan.
"Langdon, I've watched every amateur porn video on this site. These videos are literally only the hottest porn vids on the web and mom's is the hottest out of all of them. Most of these videos are naturally beautiful amateurs, most of them young amateur teens, but mom's is easily the hottest. Her ass is just too amazing to compare and it's even more amazing when you see it get penetrated. Plus her boobs are tens man, better than I ever thought they would be. Seriously Langdon, you've got to watch it."
Langdon looked at the picture again. He read the description of the video. It described his mother doing things that he had jacked off imagining her doing. He nodded agreement.
"Which guy is that? His dick is pretty big."
"It's Tube snake." That was there nickname they had for one of the few regulars she kept. They'd met him one night, before Tube Snake fucked her in her bedroom as they all listened.
He'd actually been around for years. Aaron had an early memory of a night when he and his brothers were left with a baby sitter while their mother went on a date. Upon seeing the lights of a car pulling in, he ran to the side window. He saw his mother kiss this man but then watched as she lowered her head into his lap. The babysitter came to the window to make sure it was Kris returning home. "Oh my god" were the only words that left her lips. He remembered that neither of them moved, they just watched for ten minutes as she proceeded to service what looked to be an enormous cock.
Now here he was staring at this guy's cock, clear as day.
"Okay, play it already," said Aaron.
They watched and it was amazing. She should have been a pornstar, Aaron thought. She had such an appetite for taking as much cock into her mouth or pussy as possible. It was like she not only enjoyed the feeling of a big cock but the challenge of it. When it was over, they all sat speechless. It was the last time they would ever watch the video together but they would all watch it private hundreds of times. They used some software to download it off the webpage but Ethan checked Our Horny World twice as often after that. He figured if she made another video, it would have to be extremely hot and, if it was, it'd get posted. The day never did come but it didn't really matter. He had one video of his mother, fully nude, being fucked like teenage slut, and that was all he needed.
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"I know," Aaron said smiling.
"How? You found them?"
"No, Ethan found it online. You made the top list for amateur porn videos."
"I'm on the internet!?!?!"
She hadn't known. He was shocked. All three of them had always assumed she posted it. It hadn't occurred to them that it could have been Tube Snake. Turned out he was living up to the latter half of his name.
"Yeah, and you look amazing."