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Hiking in the Mountains - Pt. 2 - Ch. 2


I was getting restless inside the closet. However, I didn’t have any option so I just tried to check which show mom was watching. Using her remote, she was skipping through various channels. I watched in amazement as at last she finally settled for an adult channel, which was screening a late night movie. The actor and the actress were in the most compromising situation on the screen, without any shred of clothes on their body.

All of a sudden, my sleepiness evaporated. My cock regained its lost hardness, and I glued my eyes to the window. The exhibit on the screen was quite enthralling; the head of the male character was between the female and he was ferociously lapping his partner’s hairy pussy. The female had kept her thighs over the male’s shoulder. She had gripped his hair and was pulling his head deep into her pussy.

I never knew that my mom was into watching such kind of movies. However, I felt it was a welcome break. The erotic scene on the screen had certainly affected the mom, as she had thrown her covers and her hands were busy mauling her spongy boobs through her t-shirt. I thanked God. If that was start up, I was certainly heading for a display of midnight firework from my mother. I pulled my cock out of my shorts and stroked it lightly.

Mom’s eyes were fixed to the great spectacle in progress on the screen. The hero and heroine have changed their position to a sixty-nine. The woman was on the top and she was sucking her partner cock like a tasty lollypop. The man’s tongue was flickering over her heated clits. Room was echoing with their soft moans.

Mom squeezed her boobs and a soft moan escaped her mouth. Mom was getting horny. Her right hand had moved between her thighs. She pulled her t-shirt up and inserted her fingers inside her panties feeling the lips of her pussy. I watched incredulously as her fingers ran along her cuntlips inside her panties. My very personal peep show had just started.

After a while, mom got down from bed; she pulled her t-shirt off her shoulder and let it fall on the floor. Then she took her hands to her back and unclasped her bra and let it slide off her arms. It slowly settled on the floor near her legs. Mom was standing topless. Her back was towards me so I was not able to see her pompous boobs. I grabbed my cock in anticipation and massaged it hard.

Next, she inserted her fingers inside the elastic band of her black panties and slowly rolled it down along her thighs. She bent forward as her hand moved lower; in the process she exposed her magnificent tight ass to my direct view. I held my breath; she bent further and one by one moved her legs out of the rolled panties. In the process I could get a brief glimpse of her hairy slit form behind.

She again climbed on the bed. She lay there without trying to cover her body, her legs spread wide. Her eyes were again glued to the fucking match that was going on the screen. The man had inserted his cock inside her partner’s willing pussy and now he was pumping her furiously.

Her left hand slowly moved to her breast and grabbed her boobs. She massaged her nipples softly, gently grabbing and releasing them. She closed her eyes, and let a moan of delight escape out of her mouth. She let her head tilt back, still pinching and caressing her nipples. Her body was gently writhing in excitement.

Her hand continued playing with her gorgeous boobs, alternately squeezing and releasing them, and in between taking her teats between her fingers and rubbing them hard. Her right hand slowly trailed across her tummy and entered into her dark brownish fluffy region. She rubbed the nicely trimmed curly pubic hair that covered her plump pussy lips.

Her hand reached lower, and her fingers opened her fat pussy lips. Slowly, she ran her finger along the length of her slit. She then, parted her pussy lips and her middle finger probed her clit. Her body was trembling with the pleasure that her own fingers were administering to her soaked body. She was now moaning loudly.

I watched as she buried her middle and index finger into her twat, and ran them along her slit. She curled her fingers and pressed them into her wet slit, slowly sliding them inside her divine opening. She moved her fingers in and out of her sopping cunt and let her thumb play with her clit. Her other hand was still busy playing with her boobs, squeezing them, releasing them, circling and pulling her hard nipples with her finger tips.

Mother’s eyes were again closed, and her wailings were getting louder and louder. My hand was rubbing my cock feverishly, and I was ready to shoot any time.

Suddenly, her body arched on the bed. She emitted a horse cry and forced her finger deep inside her pussy. Her body was shivering perhaps due to the orgasm, which had just hit her.

This was too much for me. I could not restraint myself anymore. My legs were trembling with excitement. I pumped for the final time and with a choked cry, I let my cock go. I watched as with every jerk of my rigid cock, drops of cum flew in the air and landed on the clothes and other articles kept in the closet.

I immediately realized my mistake. Mom would certainly see the stains in the morning. Nevertheless, I was not in a position to control what was happening, so my cock jerked again and again releasing more drops of cum staining more of my mother’s clothes. Finally, the shooting stopped and I tucked my cock back to my shorts without bothering to clean it.

I looked through the narrow window of closet door. Mom’s ordeal was over. She was still lying of the bed trying to catch her breath. Her eyes were closed and she didn’t seem interested in the movie. The fucking on the screen had just concluded and the girl was licking the cum off her male partner deflating cock. Suddenly, mom took the remote and turned off the television.

I watched as mom again slipped inside the covers. She didn’t bother to put back her clothes. I waited patiently for her to sleep. Slowly, her body became still under the covers. I gently opened the closet door and moved into her room. She appeared sound asleep by then. I opened the doors noiselessly. Thankfully, it was not locked from inside. I shut her doors behind me and scurried to my room.

When I lay on my bed, my eyes were heavy with sleep and I could not recall when I fell asleep.

I rose late next morning. Mom was already up and she had cooked the breakfast. When I reached kitchen, she was getting readied for running the washing machine. She looked fresh.

I greeted her and pulled a chair.

“Finish your breakfast and help me with this machine.” She pointed towards the pile of laundry lying in a tub outside the kitchen. “We have a lot of dirty clothes today.”

“What happened?” I asked casually.

“I don’t know, but today I found some strange stains on my clothes in the closet.” She showed me her fresh clothes with the dried stains of my own cum.

I swallowed my food and looked at her. Her face didn’t reveal any thing. It was hard to guess whether she knew about my presence inside her closet. I knew she must be suspicious.

“I can’t understand.” She continued. “ How this happened? Last evening I kept these clothes there after ironing them.”

I made a poker face. I fast needed an excuse that could satisfy her.

“Why don’t you check you closet,” I pulled the most preposterous idea from the air. “There might be a rat urinating over your clothes.”

“It doesn’t look like the stain of urine.” She was staring at me and I had to divert my gaze.

I shrugged my shoulders helplessly. Even if she knew the truth I couldn’t help it. In a way it was good that she knew what I wanted from her. She had already given it me once, though unwillingly. I fetched my dishes to the sink and put it there. Then, I took the laundry bucket and went out of kitchen.

I pondered upon the events while running the washing machine. I was sure by now that mom was aware of my presence in her closet. It would not be difficult for her to differentiate between the stains of cum and stains due to urine. However, it was difficult to guess whether she knew about my presence last night itself.

So far mom had not talked about any incident. Her silence was making me suspicious. Was she also interested in consummating with me, and in a way encouraging me to move ahead with my efforts? Being my mother, It would certainly not be easy for her to talk what she actually wanted. I finally decided that I would not relent my efforts.

During the next few days, I got two more opportunities to sneak into my mother’s closet in the night and every time I was rewarded with a more explicit visuals. On each occasion, while my mom fingered her pussy I was driven to the limits with lust, which finally ended in jacking off. However, for those occasions I already had my handkerchiefs with me and I released my load into them.

On the last occasion, when my mother was asleep after her fiery self-gratification; I came out of the closet. While I was turning the doorknob, I turned and looked back at my mom. Her eyes were wide open and she was looking in my direction. My heart skipped a beat. Mom looked at me for a second then she dozed off. Her eyes were closed again.

I retired to my room. My heart was pounding in my chest. There was no doubt that mom knew about my presence inside her closet, and she was purposefully performing those amorous acts before me. I felt like going back to her room and fuck her. I could not sleep that night before I had to masturbate twice to suppress my raging need. I made up my mind that on the next occasion when mom performs her act I would come out of her closet and would face whatever be in store.

However, next morning mom informed me that we are going back to cabin to restart my training, which we had left two weeks ago. Halfheartedly, I readied our luggage so that we could start our journey.
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