Traped by Snow
Copyright© 2026 by YO
Chapter 10
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 10 - He buried his face between her legs, tasting the sweet flood of her desire while the snowstorm howled outside.""Her legs wrapped around him as he claimed her on the kitchen island, her moans echoing through the snowbound cabin."
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/Fa Consensual Romantic Fiction Rags To Riches Incest Mother Son Anal Sex Cream Pie Lactation Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Pregnancy Safe Sex Sex Toys Squirting BBW Big Breasts Slow
Day 2 – Night
After their morning fun, Tim and Marie had spent the afternoon much more like a loving couple than a mother and son. They had curled up on the huge leather sofa sleeping and watching movies, rising only for an occasional snack. They had ceased any pretense about one another’ body. She had shed only her heels, but she had insisted he be completely naked under the Afghan. As they lay together under the cover, her hand or leg was often on his fat cock, while his hand cupped her ass possessively.
Around 6:30 both of them started to get hungry. Marie had bought a roast the day before and some potatoes, carrots and onions. She had put it on to cook earlier and it smelt wonderful. She had found several bottles of very expensive imported wine, and had selected an early 90’s French burgundy.
They kissed deeply, lovingly and then rose to eat. Tim walked to the window to find that it had continued to snow through the day and he would have to use the blower in the morning as well. He stretched, not at all concerned about that fact. He went into the kitchen. Marie had already put their plates out and he noticed immediately that his plate was very close to hers instead of across the table as it normally was.
“You know that we will have to eventually talk about where all this goes, don’t you?”
“Mom, I love you. How can love ever be wrong?”
“Well, society is a little more complex than that sweetheart. But let’s not worry about it right now. We are here now, snowed in, might die here from starvation if it doesn’t stop snowing soon”, she finished in mock seriousness.
“Aw mom!” “I’ll save you!”
“I know you will darling. How about we get a shower and get a new bottle of wine so I can put that talented tongue of yours back to work?”
“My thoughts exactly”, he said with a big smile.
Tim again banked the fire and left the space heater on in the huge combination living/dining room and went to the bedroom.
Marie was already in bed with several pillows supporting her back, covers up to her neck and a glass of wine in her hand.
“God, she is an amazingly beautiful woman”, he thought. Then he said, “God, you are an amazingly beautiful woman.”
She flushed with pride and said, “You are not so bad yourself.”
“You mean I am amazingly beautiful?” he quipped.
“Everyone likes a little ass honey, but no one likes a smart ass”, she fired back.
He flashed a big smile and took his naked, chill bumped body into the bathroom, big dick dangling between his legs. His mother watched him, lust and hunger in her eyes as he strolled out of sight.
A few minutes later, he reappeared, naked, athletic body seemingly unconcerned with the cold and lifted the covers and slid beside her.
“Oh, stay away from me”, she shrieked. “You are freezing cold, and I have just now finally got warm.”
That, of course, was the wrong thing to say. He ran his hand to her bare stomach causing her to jerk and slap at him almost spilling her wine.
“Stop!” “I don’t want red wine all over this cream comforter”, she chided.
He smiled but relented taking his glass from the headboard and taking a sip.
“Mmmmmm” Good stuff”, he said.
They chatted a while about being snow bound, kidding about being stuck in the mountains for months, and wondering out loud if they would have a chance to explore the area this trip. She turned on her side, facing him.
To read the complete story you need to be logged in:
Log In or
Register for a Free account
(Why register?)
* Allows you 3 stories to read in 24 hours.