Traped by Snow:Ch-2

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Moisture formed between her breasts and on her upper lip as the room suddenly became hotter than the ambient temperature suggested it should be. She ran her hands over her soft, yet well formed midsection and undid the clasp on her pants. Her hands shook a little as she unzipped her pants allowing her thumb to press along her satin panties just above her pussy. She kicked off her tan heels and allowed her pants to slide down her skin colored nylon thigh hose. She could clearly see the wet spot on the front of her pale blue boy shorts as she stepped out of her pants. She let her fingers slide under the hem of the shorts, ran her fingers down the front of her soft pussy, and then brought her wet fingers to her mouth. She liked the way she tasted and would often taste herself when she masturbated, which was several times a week. She felt that masturbation was easier and far less complicated than maintaining a relationship, although it did not provide the lasting effects of a good fucking, something she had sorely missed over the past few months..

She again felt a surge run through her pussy. She watched the hand in the mirror go back to her sopping wet pussy. She rubbed her clit through her slick panties and felt her legs almost give way. She slid her hand under the loose fabric at the bottom of her panties and moved it aside to expose her closely trimmed pussy. Suddenly she had to have some relief and began to furiously rub her clit, moaning loudly. Every so often she would bring her sopping, slippery fingers to her mouth and slide them into her mouth. She needed more access so she pushed her blue panties to her knees. The sight in the mirror of her slightly spread legs naked save for the panties obscenely held up by her knees was too much for Marie. Her fingers again found her clit causing her knees to buckle as a powerful orgasm rocked her body. She was so weak she did not bother to pull her panties back up as she moved shakily to her bed and fell into it breathing heavily and exhausted by the effort. She lifted her right leg and pulled her foot from her panties and then lay still exhausted from the effort.

Marie drifted off to sleep and she did not hear Tim come home an hour later. The installation had been quick, and though Rob wanted him to run up to South Carolina with him, he didn’t feel like going to all the trouble to get dressed to go. Tim walked through the house looking for his mother, and when he didn’t find her went upstairs. Her door was closed. He thought she might be asleep, so he called her name in a hushed tone. There was no answer. His habit had long been to always check on his mother to make sure she was okay. He had always been protective of her and her friends always remarked at how cute it was that he always looked after her. Now, at the age of 19, he was if anything more protective.

He eased the door open and gasped. Marie was sound asleep on her back on the bed. Her long toned and tanned legs were splayed and her mound was staring back at him, delicate lips slightly open, closely trimmed light brown pubic hair shimmering with moisture. Her pale blue panties were on her left leg, but not her right. He licked his dry lips. He knew he should turn and leave, but he was rooted to the floor. His eyes tore themselves unwillingly from the sexiest pussy he had ever seen and traveled up her body. She had tan lines where her bikini covered her sex and breasts. Her breasts were slightly flattened against her sleeping body, her nipples gently jutting upward as though proud. Her smooth skin and sexy neck led to a face that was somewhere between pretty and gorgeous. She wore her hair short, and although she sometimes admitted that the color was to some extent a function of modern chemistry, it had always had a rich brown sheen.

She was 37, but had the body of a much younger woman. She was an avid swimmer and spent many hours a week in the backyard pool, and the laps she regularly swam had toned her body beautifully. She had big, brown, bright eyes that seemed to laugh at the world around her, and her personality was quiet, but not introverted.

Tim was transfixed and his eyes returned to her sweet pussy. He thought he could smell it from across the room. His dick was throbbing and pulsing like a big diesel engine, rushing him toward an orgasm without having even touched himself. His first thought was to go to her and bury his face in her pussy. His leg took a step forward, but his mind screamed to him, “STOP!” He shook his head as though to clear it of cobwebs, and as if on cue, his mother groaned and turned to her side. He froze in his tracks for a moment and then slowly backed out of the room and gently closed the door.

Marie’s eyes opened abruptly. She thought she had heard something and listened intently. She rose and stepped out of the panties that were now a victim of gravity. She shakily slipped a housecoat over her naked body. She opened her door, peered out and called tentatively to Tim.

“Are you home honey?”

“Yeah mom, I just got in a few minutes ago.”

She wondered immediately if he had been in her room. She knew he usually checked on her when he came home, and while the thought made her flush with embarrassment, she also felt a twinge between her legs. She knocked on his door and opened it just enough to peek her head in. He was sitting on the bed with a magazine in his lap that was bowed up from whatever was underneath it. His face flushed red and she knew immediately that something had made his cock hard, and she had a good idea of what that something was. She dropped her eyes and said she was going to put dinner on and that it would be about 45 minutes before they could eat.

Walking down the stairs she had a strange sense of something she couldn’t quite place, but it felt a little like skinny dipping for the first time in mixed company. For his part, Tim had quickly dropped a magazine in his lap when his mother had knocked on the door. He was so hard that it was painful.

Once she left, he quickly unzipped his pants and wrapped his hand around his bobbing shaft. His hand moved down its hot length and back up to the oversized head. Five rapid strokes later his cock throbbed and a jet of cum rushed from his balls and shot out hitting him just below the eye. A guttural “ummmph” rose from his stomach as the second and third spurts shot into the air and landed on the floor. His cock continued to pulse as what seemed like a gallon of cum covered its bulbous head.

He was frozen in place after what surely had been the greatest orgasm of his life. He looked down at the mess he had made and couldn’t suppress a chuckle. There was cum everywhere. He slowly jacked his softening member rubbing cum all over it. He removed his hand from the shaft and rubbed cum into his pubic hair where much of it had pooled. Without thinking, he brought his fingers to his nose and smelled. They smelled slightly like bleach. Curiosity got the better of him and he stuck his tongue out and licked his cum from his fingers for the first time.

“Not bad”, he thought and dipped his fingers into the pool again and sampled his cum again. He wrapped his hand around his cock again and pulled it up getting more of the now clear liquid. He meticulously cleaned off his hand with his tongue before rising and going to the bathroom for a bath cloth for the floor and to take a quick shower.

After he finished his shower, he dried himself off and wrapped a towel around his waist before padding back to his room. His mother was coming up the steps as he was entering his room. Her eyes involuntarily looked beyond him, still a little embarrassed by what she assumed he had seen.

“Hey baby”, she said. “Dinner is cooking and it will be a few minutes, so I think I will take a quick shower before we eat. Do me a favor and keep an eye on the stove to make sure nothing boils over when you go down.”

“Sure mom”, he said also averting his eyes.

He dressed in a pair of gray jogging pants and a t shirt and went down to check on the food on the stove.

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