Cummin' Home for Christmas

"Slow down there a second, tiger," his mother said, her eyes continuing to flick down continuously to the large swaying member hanging out from between his legs. "Let's take a shower together first. I can feel this dress sticking to my backside like crazy, plus, I want to put on something for you that I think you're going to like."

Having a definite fetish for sexy lingerie, that idea sounded perfect to Hunter. He knew from all the times he'd raided his mother's dresser drawers over the years that she loved pretty things like that just as much. He couldn't wait to see what she had in mind.

He joined her in the big glass and marble-walled shower. As the steaming pellets rained down on them, they kissed and held each other close. With their hands frothy with lather, they intimately washed each other, soapy hands gliding over soft mounds of flesh or along rigid pillars stiffened with young blood. They couldn't get enough of each other, Hunter's slippery hands constantly groping and hefting his mother's amazingly large breasts or caressing her curvy backside, while his mother's hands and slender soapy fingers never seemed to stray far from exploring the length of his tumescent member or heavy balls.

"Oh god, Mom, I've gotta fuck you again," Hunter whispered into her ear as her frothy hand corkscrewed teasingly along the full length of his achingly-engorged cock.

"Not just yet, sweetheart. Let's get rinsed off and then Mommy'll show what she can really do with this gorgeous cock of yours."

"You know we're not going to get much sleep tonight," Hunter said as they both turned into the pulsing spray.

"That's what I'm counting on," she replied before giving his swollen balls one last gentle squeeze before rinsing off.

*

Hunter lay in his mother's bed, his cock still almost totally erect, the single sheet tented over the swollen protuberance. There was no way that big cock of his was going down for the count until he'd gotten rid of many more loads. He'd been waiting his whole life for this, and he wasn't going to waste the chance he'd been given now. He looked down at his cock and flexed, a shiny bead of precum seeping through the sheet. He just had to think about his mother and his cock would start to lift and extend. And right now, he was definitely ready for more of that spectacular body of hers before he was done. Fuck no, he had a lot more cum he needed to get rid of before he was ready to sleep.

Leaving his mother in the shower next to her attached dressing room, he'd pulled the covers right off the bed, leaving only a single sheet and the big stack of pillows piled up against the wooden headboard. He'd turned on the bedside lights on both sides, wanting to make sure he had a good view of his mother in whatever she intended to wear for him. The soft light cast a warm amber glow across the bed, making his mother's marital bed look sensually intimate—the perfect setting for a loving son to fuck his mother within an inch of her life. And now he waited, his thrusting cock at the ready, and definitely in need of attention.

"My my, don't you look comfortable."

His mother's warm lilting voice made him look in her direction as she walked across the room and stood at the corner of the bed. Hunter couldn't help the little gasp he gave off as he stared at the bewitching enchantress standing before him. His mother looked incredible. She was wearing a merry widow corset in shiny sky-blue satin that was molded perfectly to her shapely hourglass figure. The bra cups were barely able to contain her breathtakingly huge 34Fs, the cups only covering a small portion of the tremendous mounds, ending just slightly above her nipples. The jam-packed cups were anchored in place by ribbons of black satin that fed over her shoulders, the slender straps straining to contain the incredible load they were carrying. The heavily-structured corset was pushing those massive tits together and up spectacularly, resulting in a dramatically long line of deep dark cleavage that was making Hunter salivate as he stared at the most perfect set of tits he had ever seen.

The vertical panels of the corset nipped in sensually as it followed the lines of her narrow waspish waist, before flowing out dramatically to the point where it ended over her wide flaring hips. From there, ribbon-like garters fed down her thighs to the broad band of her black stocking tops, where the garters bit into the sheer nylons, holding them in place. He smiled when he noticed that she wasn't wearing panties of any kind, as if she wanted to get down to business right away, which Hunter had no problem with whatsoever.

His eyes drifted down along the full length of her shapely legs, the whispery-thin nylons making him shiver with excitement. He looked lower, following her legs down past her dimpled knees, taking in her full calves, her slender ankles, all the way down to her delicate feet, at which point he couldn't help but let out an audible sigh again.

Her feet were clad in just about the sexiest shoes he'd ever seen. They were sky-high black stilettos with rapier-like 5" heels and wickedly pointed toes, complete with a slender black strap that circled each of her trim ankles. They were the kind of shoes that if any man saw a woman wearing those on the street, he'd stop dead in his tracks and stare, with his cock on the rise. Those shoes were that fucking sexy all on their own. But with the corset and stockings, fuck...when he looked at those shoes and then back up along her shapely toned legs, Hunter couldn't help it when his surging cock gave another pulse, with more precum seeping into the sheet tented over the swollen tip.

He drew his gaze back up to her face. She'd redone her makeup and hair. Her eyes were exotic and smoky, her lips a slash of brilliant red that seemed to be calling out for a rock hard cock to plunge between. Her golden hair was fluffed up and looked wildly sexy, like a woman who wanted to be taken to bed and fucked for hours on end, which was exactly what Hunter planned on doing.

The finishing touch to her outfit was the black lace choker that circled her neck. Hunter thought he'd never seen anything so innocuous, and yet so incredibly erotic at the same time. Again, his cock throbbed as he looked at the band of lace wrapped snugly around her long regal neck, another surge of precum soaking into the sheet.

He'd never seen his mother look more beautiful in his entire life, or even in his dreams. This dizzying display of pulchritude standing before him went beyond anything he'd imagined, anything he'd ever fantasized about, and the best part: she was real, it was his mother that he'd lusted after for all these years and, at least for tonight, she was his.

"Hmm, by the looks of the way that monster under the covers is behaving, it looks like you approve," his mother said teasingly as she slid onto the edge of the bed and rubbed her finger over the tip of his cock, smiling as the stain on the sheet continued to grow beneath her rubbing fingertip.

"Jesus, Mom, you look incredible. I've never seen anything so beautiful and sexy in my whole life."

"You're not so bad yourself," she replied as she slowly drew back the sheet, his enormous erection pointing to the stars. Now it was her turn to give a little gasp, her eyes taking in the erotic sight of his huge throbbing cock. "My god, it's so big...so fucking..." She paused as her hand went to the thick base as she turned to him. "And I want it in me, in me everywhere, all night long."

She leaned forward and kissed him, both of them electrified with desire as he pulled her close, her big heavy tits crushed and spread out against his muscular chest as his mouth sought out hers. They couldn't get enough of each other, and Hunter could see that his mother wanted him just as much as he wanted her.

With her hand stroking his thrusting erection, she drew her mouth back from the kiss, both of them gasping. "I want this beautiful cock of yours in my ass this time. Just like you did to me on that table in the hallway, I want every last inch inside me."

Fuck yes! Hunter thought as he scrambled out from beneath her as she got onto all fours in the middle of the bed. She shifted into just the right position, then arched her back, presenting her big round ass up to him to do with as he pleased.

Hunter was almost mesmerized by the gorgeous sight before him. His mother's corset, stockings and garters framed her full curvy bum enticingly. Once he was positioned behind her, she leaned forward until her face was pressed into the pillow she'd pulled beneath her and arched her back even further, her warm crevice provocatively spreading open to reveal her smooth pink bumhole. Hunter could see it glistening lewdly, and knew his mother had lubed up in advance. Just thinking that she had done that sent another surging jolt of blood to his already-engorged cock.

"God, Mom, you have the most beautiful ass I've ever seen," he said as he moved between her spread thighs on his knees, his hands gripping her hips firmly after he'd nestled the broad tip of his prick up tight against her tight shiny hole.

"Mmm, that feels good, baby," his mother said as she wantonly pushed back at him, rolling her hips to let him know she was ready. Not wanting to deny his mother what she wanted because, after all, it was Christmas, Hunter gripped her hips firmly and started to push, watching the erotic sight of her tender little starfish stretching and slowly opening to allow him inside. He kept pushing, straining against the tight muscle as he felt her will it to relax, and then, he popped inside, the tight ring spreading blissfully open before closing down just past the thick coronal ridge.

"OH FUCK...SO BIG...SO FUCKING BIG..." his mother said as she let out a deep groan. But Hunter could tell that it was a groan of pleasure more than pain. Her ass felt sinfully hot and deliciously tight, and he wanted to experience the ultimate depths of what that luxurious chute had to offer. Setting himself in position on his knees behind her, Hunter drove his turgid prick deeper, watching it slip into her slick opening as inch after inch disappeared from view into her steaming guts.

"Yes...yes...oh fuck yes..." His mother continued to gasp and he saw her grip the pillow she'd pulled beneath her head tightly as he went deeper, until finally, his shaven groin pressed up tight against her curvy backside, every last inch stuffed deep inside her needy backside.

"OH FUCK...SO GOOD...SO FUCKING GOOD," his mother groaned loudly as he felt her flex and push back against him. Inspired by her lusty need, he slowly drew back until the broad flared head pulled against the constricting ring, and then he levered his hips forward vigorously, hammering his hard cock into her gripping chute.

"OH FUCK...I'M GONNA...I'M GONNA COME!" she wailed as she started to go off.

Hunter held onto her hips and kept thrusting his prick back and forth, the flared crimson crown tearing back and forth across the hot wet tissues inside her. She was thrashing about as her climax shot through her, her big curvy backside shaking from side to side as she ground herself back against him. Hunter held on, riding out her orgasm right along with her, and when it dwindled, he started up again, absolutely pounding his cock deep into her ass as he drove every last inch into her time and time again. She had a smoking-hot body made to take a lot of cock, and he planned to do exactly that.

She came for a second time, and then a third, moaning and groaning like a wild animal as she thrashed about beneath him, but continuing to roll her wide motherly hips and grind herself back against that rock-hard cock as her mind-numbing climaxes coursed through her one right after the other.

As she approached her fourth release, Hunter couldn't take it any more, her hot tight chute was just too much to resist. With his pleasure level rising, he slammed it as far into her as he could, plundering that tender little opening before he finally went off, flooding her bowels with a massive load of cum. He felt her tightening that constricting ring rhythmically as he climaxed, working to draw as much cum out of him as he had to give. He could feel her own orgasm hit, both of them surrendering their bodies to the luxurious sensations shooting through them.

They stayed in place as they recovered, with Hunter drawing in deep breaths of air as his heartrate gradually slowed. His mother had an amazing ass, there was no doubt about, he thought to himself as he looked at the glistening little hole, the constricting ring stretched tightly around the broad root of his cock. He slowly withdrew, watching the tender ring pull back as she continued to cling to him, as if she never wanted to let his prodigious member out of her welcoming back door. Hunter knew that was a door he was going to go through many times from now on.

He finally pulled right out, the tiny aperture winking shut, but not before a thick pearly strand of cum slid forth, oozing out of the abused little hole and dripping nastily onto the sheets. He knew those sheets would be a lot messier before the night was over. Hunter loved the luridness of it all, and just watching his milky semen leaking out of her was stirring his juices already. He wanted to give her as much as she could take, stuff every hole of hers full of cock, thick hard cock, her own son's cock. And make sure he kept her well-fed. She said she loved the stuff, and he was going to make sure she didn't go hungry. Yes, he'd feed her all the cum she could take. He'd give her a pint of the stuff before he was done with her tonight.

"Mom, that was un-fucking-believable," Hunter said as he lay down next to her and she snuggled up against him. "It felt like your ass was on fire."

"Mmm, you can put that fire out with that big hose of yours anytime," she cooed as her hand strayed back to his cock, which lay long and limber across his abdomen. "I wasn't sure if I could take this monster at first, but it felt wonderful, every last inch of it." Her fingers traced along the length of his veiny shaft, causing a pulse of blood to course into his prick once more.

"Well, I'll make sure you feel that wonderful a lot from now on," Hunter replied as he kissed her tenderly on the forehead.

"Hmm, I might just have to keep you to that promise." She smiled as she looked down at his spent member, the heavy shaft growing in her hand. "Oh my, you're going to be ready to go again already?" she asked as she circled her fingers around the stiffening shaft.

"Where you're concerned, Mom, I'm pretty sure I'll be staying hard all night long."

Hunter knew his own body, and he knew that wasn't an exaggeration. He knew he'd been lucky enough not only to have been blessed with a member the size of his, but also with a bountiful amount of sexual endurance and energy. Some of the women he'd been with were amazed at how he could keep going, and how much cum he shot every time he climaxed. "I like to come a lot," Hunter would almost jokingly say, "and when I say 'a lot' I don't just mean 'often'." His mother had already enjoyed swallowing some of his enormous loads, and he knew she'd be getting a full belly of the stuff by the time he was done.

"Mmm, that sounds perfect," his mother said as her hand had his resurgent member growing quickly. Just then, her cell phone that she'd placed next to the bed rang.

"It's your father," she said as she sat up straighter and reached for the phone.

"Put him on speaker," Hunter said quickly as he shifted up onto his knees. "Don't worry, I won't make a sound."

"Hi, honey," his mother said as she lay back on the stack of pillows resting against the headboard. "What time is it there? It must be late."

"It's a little past midnight," Hunter heard his father say, the words seeming to echo across the room. "I couldn't sleep and, since it's past midnight, I wanted to say Merry Christmas."

As his father had been speaking, Hunter shifted over on the bed and pushed his mother's legs open, taking his place between them as he lay on his stomach, his mouth mere inches away from her creamy pussy.

"Oh, that's so sweet of you," his mother said as she put the phone down on the bed beside her. As she and Hunter exchanged a knowing look, she reached down and slid her fingers into his hair, pulling his face to her dripping cunt. "But you didn't have to do that, honey. You should really get some sleep."

"Yeah, I know. I'm just sorry that I can't be there. Is Hunter behaving?"

Mother and son exchanged a naughty glance. "Yes, he's been a very good boy." She rolled her hips as Hunter's tongue slid deep into her pleasure-groove. "Having him home has been just the thing I've needed. We've kind of been doing that mother/son bonding thing, if you know what I mean."

"I'm so glad. I know how much you were looking forward to him being there."

"Yes, I know it's a shame that you can't be here, but we are making the most of it, kind of getting to know each other again, on a deeper level this time, much deeper."

Hunter couldn't help but smile inwardly after his mother said that, seconding her words by sending his tongue as deep inside her as he could get it, running the tip over the sensitive tissues on the roof of her vagina.

"That's great. I want you two to make the most of your time together."

"Yes, we've been having a wonderful time together. Hunter's been filling me in since he's been home."

She gave Hunter another lascivious wink.

"Filling you in?" Hunter could hear the curiosity in his father's voice.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I meant to say he's filling me in on what he's been doing. School, his interviews, that kind of thing. 'Filling me in', silly me."

"That's so nice. And you should make sure that he has a good time too. He's home for such a short time. You should do what you can to make it special for him."

"Well, I'll do my best. Hopefully he can go back with some fond memories of his old mom."

If you only knew, Dad, Hunter thought as he licked up the front of her drooling slit, his lips circling the stiff bud of her swollen clit.

"Aaahh..." His mother let out an audible sigh as Hunter rolled his tongue all around the sensitive bud.

"What was that? Are you okay, dear?"

"Yes, I'm fine," Hunter's mother said as she entwined her fingers deeper into her son's wavy hair, pulling him harder against her flushed mound. "I just stubbed my toe on the corner of the bed. We got back from dinner with the Suttons a little while ago and I'm just getting changed now."

"Did everything go okay? Did you and Hunter have a good time?"

"We all missed you, dear, including the Suttons. But, I think everybody had a nice time. Hunter seemed to enjoy some of the finger foods he tried, and I had a wonderful liqueur right at the end of the night. It was so good I feel like I can still taste it now."

"Huh. That's nice. What was it?"

"I'm not sure. Hunter got it made special for me."

"Hmm, I'll have to ask him. Maybe I should try some."

"I don't really think you'd care for it. You're more of a beer, steak and potatoes kind of guy."

"I guess you're right. Anyway, more bad news, sorry to say. The airline called about an hour ago. It looks like this storm isn't going to let up anytime soon. Apparently we could be stuck here for days."

Hunter looked up, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Oh, honey, that's so awful," his mother said, a similar twinkle in her eye as she pulled Hunter's mouth back against her juicy twat, wanting more.

"Yeah, apparently the radar weather guys say the storm is just sitting over the whole Northeast and is gonna stay there until it blows itself out. It doesn't look good."

"At least you're safe, that's what counts." Hunter kept licking as his mother started to roll her wide matronly hips up and down against his face, covering him with her creamy goodness. He continued to run his tongue and lips greedily all over her dripping cunt, feeling her pleasure level escalate. "Oh honey, I better go. I was running a bath when you called and I forgot about it while we've been talking."