Merry Christmas, Mister Lawrence

Lo and behold, there it was! A working signal on the TV. My immature mind at the time thought this was great, it would be the fix to all of my problems. We could just watch TV for the rest of the weekend. As per usual, my immature mind was wrong. Dead wrong.

"Hey there! Whatcha watching?" Her cheerful voice rung out.

Oh god dammit, I hadn't even noticed her sneaking up. She sat down right next to me, hips touching. I could feel my blood boiling, why was she acting like this? Better question, why the hell was it affecting me so harshly? She had always had this kind of attitude when she was playing around.

"Why are you acting like nothing happened?" I turned to face her, her smile was gone. She just looked confused.

"Oh, I just thought it'd be funny to surprise you when you got out of the shower. I'm sorry, Sweetie."

Her tone of voice, there was something off about it. It was like she was mocking me, but at the same time, not.

"And what about last night?"

I started to sound more desperate, I needed a valid answer. She was avoiding my question before and I needed to know.

"What? You mean this?"

She grabbed me by the back of my hand and dragged me to face her, completing the connection with her lips. I thought I had been furious at her, but it was then that I realized I hadn't been mad, just in dire need of her touch.

An elated sigh erupted from her mouth when I put my hands on her waist, she knew I was accepting this. This got me pretty touchy-feely over her, as I moved my hands all around her body with no real purpose. Eventually she grabbed one of my hands and guided it to her breasts.

Now I'm not one to exaggerate, but know this, when she guided me to her bra-less chest, I almost came. Her breasts were so soft, yet they held their place high on her chest, I couldn't stop fondling them. Each squeeze and push made her nipples harder, making them highly evident against my palms.

I very slowly pulled my hands from her breasts, closing in my fingers until I reached her nipples. Stopping my motion, I gently pinched her little nub between my index finger and my thumb, pulling slightly before letting go and repeating. Each tug caused a slight moan to come forth out of her.

I pushed my tongue against her lips, asking for permission to enter her sweet mouth. I could feel the pressure against my tongue lift away as it slipped in, that sweet taste welcomed it and so did her tongue as it danced around mine.

I could feel her hand press against my thigh. I opened my eyes to see her already looking at me, seemingly unfocused on my eyes but more on what she was doing. Her hand slipped further up my thigh, I had an idea of what she was doing and my breathing became a little more frantic. I refocused my attention on breathing steadily through my nose. It was then that she pushed all the way up to my crotch, cupping her hand around it softly.

I gasped out, breaking the kiss. She then began to rub me through my pants. I wasn't going to complain, it was the most action I'd ever gotten in my life. Each rub felt better than the last as I hardened, my member getting more sensitive with each bit of friction. I rested my head between her neck and her shoulder as she continued.

Her rubbing continued, quickening in pace as my breath against her neck did the same. I started to push myself against her hand as I moved closer and closer towards my climax. She raised my head level to her's and reconnected our kiss, immediately forcing her tongue into my mouth. This triggered my climax. Her tongue slipped in and out of my mouth as my cock throbbed against her hand, my moans joined in unison.

As my orgasm subsided, I was left near breathless as she broke the kiss and my head fell back against her neck. This time I gave it gentle kisses as she held me close.

"I love you, Mom." I whispered to her, as if no one but us should hear.

She turned her head to mine and kissed my cheek before whispering back, "I love you too, Sweetie."

I pulled away and looked at the beautiful woman that sat next to me, my mother, Deborah. She was wearing some tight fitting torn jeans and a white blouse that hugged her figure. As I looked at her, examining her feminine features, an idea struck me. I had seen it in the movies so many times. I noticed her fiery mane was laying over her ear, so I gently pushed the hairs back and made sure they stayed behind it.

I gave her a single peck on her cheek. The corners of our mouths had brief contact before I sat back.

"I'm gonna go clean up. I'll be right back!"

Off I went, cheerily to my room. I really had nothing to complain about after that. It was obvious that she loved me as much as I loved her. When I left her sight, a grin formed on my face, I was absolutely elated. I got some pep in my step and I formed two fists, pumping them into the air. This was shaping up to be the best weekend I'd ever had. I'll spare you the details about what I did after I went to my room.

I walked through my doorway, feeling like a new man. For the first time this weekend, I was able to walk through the hallway without a single thing wrong. I really did feel fantastic. As I exited the hall, I saw my mother staring, waiting for me. She was on her knees, and her arms were crossed and on the back of the sofa for her chin to rest on while she waited for me. Her face lit up when she saw me, and so did mine.

I walked around the loveseat as she adjusted herself to accommodate my sitting next to her. I sat down facing sideways, toward her, crisscrossing my legs. She lay back against the armrest, positioning her legs on either side of me. I was about to ask if she wanted to go for a hike, but before I could get any words out of my opening mouth, she wrapped her legs around me and pulled me onto her. I caught myself under her arms on the couch. I was directly on top of her now. She looked up to me, into my eyes, begging with them. Looking back, I felt pretty bad.

I dipped down and gave her a kiss on those waiting lips then raised up again.

"I'd really like to go for a hike. Would you join me?"

Her expression dropped when she realized my question. A sigh left her lips before she pleaded, "Oh come on, don't you wanna stay inside with the fire... and me?"

The sweetest smile arose from her, she was begging me and I was too stupid to realize it at the time.

"There's plenty of time for that. Really. I promise we'll spend more time just like this, but look outside, it's beautiful!" I said, shifting my gaze ahead of me, looking out of the window.

She followed, arching her neck back and taking a peek before looking back at me.

"Fine. But you have to swear to me that we'll continue when we get back." she demanded, giving a little wink.

"I swear." I gave her another kiss to seal the deal.

I wish I could say that some really exciting stuff happened during that hike, but alas, I cannot. It was the most normal thing we'd done since we got there and as far as I know, we both really enjoyed it.

When we got back to the cabin, it was starting to get dark. The warm interior greeted us as we closed the door behind us. I took off Deb's coat and hung it for her while she went to the kitchen to heat up some soup.

"Thanks, Sweetie! I'll have dinner ready soon. Go relax for a bit," she said, as she bobbed her head towards the hallway.

I walked into the kitchen and gave Deb a kiss on her cheek, before continuing toward the hall. When I got to my room, I fell onto my bed and closed my eyes. The thoughts of my sweet mother were rushing around my head, what would we do tonight? Would I get to feel every inch of her naked body? Was tonight strictly for her? I suppose I really didn't care at the time, I just wanted to be close to her.

My thoughts were interrupted by Mom getting onto the bed. She shuffled her way over to me on her knees and swung one leg over me, straddling my body. She lowered herself down onto my crotch and began slowly bucking her hips back and forth on me.

"Are you sure you want to eat right now?" she asked, biting her lip.

"I can wait." My voice was shaking, but I managed to get a smile out.

Deb brought her other leg over and freed herself from my crotch. She got off the bed and started to sway her hips from side to side, my mind instantly thought - music! I grabbed my phone and put on some 'R.E.M.'. I don't know why I did, but it was surprisingly fitting, she moved in tune with the slow beats of their music.

She hooked her thumbs into the sides of her jeans, continuing to dance for a moment before staring right into my eyes, as she bent toward me, pulling them down. She kicked them over the bed, and over me. My vision followed them until they hit the floor. When I looked back she was slowly walking toward me, her white panties were lower than they probably should have been and showing the top of her trimmed bush as each leg passed the other.

I was absolutely mesmerized by her movements as she crawled onto the bed and then towards me on all fours. She rose up onto her knees as she looked down at me.

She brought her hands to the top of her blouse, to the first button of five.

"Do you want me, Daniel?"

"Yes." I breathily forced out, I couldn't keep my eyes off of her.

Her voice lowered, "Tell me that you want me."

I sat up resting my back against the headboard, never breaking eye contact with her body.

"I really fucking want you, Mom."

"Ohhhh... I like that." she seductively breathed out, undoing the first, then the second, then the third, and then... she stopped.

I could see the sides of her breasts through the opening, but she made sure to not let me get the full view until I finished her little game.

She started biting her lip again as she cocked her head a little to her left, her gaze was softening. Oh my god, she was getting wet, I glanced down at her panties, they were definitely fucking wet. I was getting so horny looking at her that it took every ounce of my self-control to keep my hands off of her for now.

"Daniel, Sweetie. How much do you want me?"

She begged for an answer as her hips rocked around slowly, almost like they were searching for something to grind herself on.

"I need you, Mom. I need you so fucking badly. I'd do anything for you, you know that." I assured her.

I couldn't resist the temptation. I put one of my hands on the inside of her thigh. Her soft flesh there had my body begging for more. I let my hand ride up and down her thigh before stopping right below her womanhood.

She moaned loudly when I massaged her thigh, and I knew she wanted me to go further, but I waited for her to make the next move. She undid the fourth button. Slowly, her hands trailed down to the last button. Her fingers fumbled around slowly, biding their time on that last little bit of plastic that held her blouse from displaying her breasts to me. Eventually they unhooked it from the blouse. She grabbed on to the now free top and slid her hands up the cracked opening. I noticed her leg had crossed over me again, she was straddling me again and I could feel her grinding against my crotch once more. Her hands pulled away the opening, revealing her glorious tits to me. They were magnificent. I would say they were about the size of, oh I don't know... grapefruit? I'm no expert in cup sizes, but they had some size, and they held up well.

She leaned over, letting her breasts hang there in my face. I put one hand on her waist and massaged it, while moving my other hand to her breasts, switching back and forth between them. I grabbed one of those soft tits and placed my mouth around its nipple. I sucked in, and in, and in, playing with it with my tongue as it hardened in my mouth. She was moaning louder, pushing herself harder into my pelvis. I started to hump into her.

I grabbed the bottom of my shirt and pulled upwards, pulling it away from my body and throwing it to the ground. She bent forward and started rubbing her cheeks on my chest. When she looked back up at me, I pulled her in and kissed her. My hands were still exploring her chest and waist, but I let them fall to my side when she brought her hands down to my jeans. She undid the top button and unzipped them. She reached behind her and dug her fingers into my jeans and my boxers, pulling them away in one swift motion. My cock flung up and smacked her covered cunt, causing her to cry out as she grabbed my shoulders.

Holding onto me tightly, she bucked her hips back and forth steadily against my dick, massaging it and her pussy at the same time. I could feel the wet panties and the soft flesh behind them against my now rock-hard cock. I brought my hands to her ass and rubbed it softly as she rocked against me. I slipped my hands under her panties and spread her ass-cheeks slowly, then let them go, then repeated.

"Get these off, I gotta get these off." I begged, pulling her panties down.

She lifted each leg one at a time, allowing me to rid her of them.

She continued to rock back and forth on me, but now I could feel the soft flesh on my cock as it slipped back and forth over it. A few times I was brought close to orgasm, but I grabbed her hips and slowed her movements before I got there. Whenever my hands weren't on her hips, they were gripping her tits, and my mouth was always on them, suckling on those hard nipples like I had as a baby.

I looked up to see she was already staring down at me, that sedated smile and gaze still ever present.

"Please, Mom. I need you. I need to be inside you." I begged, and I meant it.

That was heavenly torture right then, I needed to get the full experience.

Her smile widened and I felt one hand leave my shoulder. A moment later she had grabbed my cock and was stroking it. She didn't do it for long before she lined it up to her slit. My dickhead rubbing against her almost had me cumming, but that was nothing compared to what I felt next.

Mom slowly lowered down, her body taking in my cock. Oh my dear fucking Christ. She was so tight around me, so fucking hot inside, and oh so fucking wet. I was in my mother, no, I was fucking my mother. I was a goddamned motherfucker. I laughed to myself as that thought passed through.

Her hands slid behind my back then she pulled me to her. We were hugging as we fucked now. Her breasts rubbed up and down my chest as she pushed herself up and down my cock, crying out each time she went back down.

Her sweat was cool to the touch as our bodies embraced each other. I brought my face to her neck and started to deliver more soft kisses to it, working my way up her neck, to her jaw, along her cheek, and then onto her lips. It had turned in our most passionate kiss yet. With her riding my cock, and our kiss, I was losing my breath, and my mind, and my endurance. Oh fuck, I was going to cum. I grabbed onto her hips and stopped her. I broke the kiss and my breathing became frantic, trying to focus on keeping myself from orgasming.

"Just a moment. Ugh, fuck!" I lowered my forehead to her shoulder before continuing, "I had to stop. I'm sorry. I didn't want it to end yet." I took a deep breath with each sentence.

"Don't worry, Sweetie. I'm fine right here with your long hard cock deep inside me." Her voice was slow, methodical, and very, very amused.

A laugh escaped her lips and her breath ran down my neck, sending shivers down my spine. God, I loved this woman.

"Wanna fuck me from behind?"

Oh Jesus, woman! She caught me by surprise, I really hadn't expected that to come out, but I was glad it did.

"Yes. Yes, yes, yes I fucking do!" I yelled out, sliding my cock from her wet cavern of pleasure as I pulled away.

She lay down on her stomach and rested her head on my pillow, looking me in the eyes, she was smiling so fucking seductively. This time, it was me who was to straddle my mother. I brought one leg over both of her's. Her legs were tight together, a single line went from the top of her ass to the bottom of her feet. I spread them a little when I was in position. I rubbed my hands across her thighs and her ass, massaging her for a couple of minutes.

Spreading her ass-cheeks, I wet my index and middle finger with my mouth and plunged them into her pussy. The warm, wet ridges of her soft fleshy inside got me rock hard again.

I pushed myself forward and grabbed my dick, pushing it down between her legs and into her eager cunt.

"Ohhhh..." we both cried out in pleasure.

I pushed further into her and then leaned over her, putting my hands on either side of her shoulders. I felt her hands grasp my wrists as I fucked her. My cock slid out and then was driven back in with a slightly wet plop sound as my balls smacked down with each thrust. She was moaning into the pillow constantly in rhythm with me.

I lowered my body down to her's and slowed my incessant fucking. I dipped my head down and gave her a gentle kiss on the cheek. She turned her head towards me and kissed me back, this time not leaving my lips.

"I want you to cum inside me. Alright, Sweetie?"

Her voice was near breathless. She pushed her ass up towards me, beckoning me to fuck her harder.

I sped up and pushed in harder with each thrust of my hips. Her body was being pushed up, little by little as I fucked her harder. That intense tingling sensation was enveloping my dick, but this time I didn't have to stop. I grunted and moaned with each thrust into her womanhood.

Her body shook and convulsed against mine. Her cries of pleasure were muffled by the pillow until her body arched, her head rising up and the pillow no longer keeping her loud moans from echoing throughout the cabin.

Her inner canal tightened around my cock, massaging it. My cock throbbed inside her, exploding its juices deep inside as I bucked my hips into her. I couldn't hold back my moans and grunts anymore, I became animalistic as I orgasmed inside of my own mother. I pulled her up to my chest, on her knees and gently continued pumping myself into her, before I became too sensitive to continue.

Our sweat glistened bodies were held tight, our breathing slowly became more controlled. As I held her to me, I couldn't resist grabbing onto one of her tits. The nipple was near piercing my palm as I rubbed it.

"I love you, Deb." I declared, delivering more soft kisses to her neck.

She turned her head towards me and smirked at me, "Call me Mom, I like that more." A single laugh left her lips and she kissed my cheek.

Well that was my weekend at the winter cabin. After that night, we packed up and got ready to leave for home in the morning. Mom ended up leaving my father when she caught him cheating on her. Turns out he had been doing it during the weekend when we were gone. We moved from Pennsylvania to a cozy coastal town in Maine. No one knew us, which was perfect. We acted like a couple where ever we went.

Eventually I left for UMaine and studied for criminal justice. Years later here I am, still living with my mother, my lover. I work as a cop in this small town. Nothing really exciting happens. I write tickets and drink coffee while looking out to the sea. I have no regrets.

Yesterday we celebrated Christmas Eve by drinking some hot cocoa and making out on the porch, our body heat kept us warm on the cold winter night. Every year, on midnight of Christmas Eve, she'll sit next to me and cuddle up before telling me,

"Merry Christmas, Mister Lawrence."