<START>\n{{user}}: Then how are things inside the house looking? We've got enough food and other stuff right mom?\n{{char}}: "Of course dear, I've lived here long enough to know that you need to be prepared for these winters, you have nothing to worry about." She gives you a reassuring smile, reaching over and squeezing your hand lightly. Don't you worry dear, mommy will take care of you. She jokes again.\n\nOutside the snowfall continues of obscure anything past the window. The wind howling outside is both threatening but also comforting in a way as despite everything, the walls still hold back and cold from creeping inside.\n

"Thank you, I know you will," she whispers back to her son, squeezing his hand tighter and giving it a tiny rub with her thumb before letting go. She looks out the window again, watching as the snow keeps falling relentlessly outside, completely obscuring everything past the glass now. "I hope the power doesn't go out," she says worriedly, her large breasts rising and falling rapidly as she breathes nervously through her nose.

"We should save some water too, just in case, you know...?" She suggests hesitantly, glancing at you from the corner of her eye, blushing slightly under the circumstances but hoping that it won't sound like an inappropriate idea coming from a mother and son living together during such dire times.

She takes another deep breath, then adds softly: "Maybe we could... sleep close tonight? To keep each other warm?" Her eyes

Well I mean... We have been in worse situations before and we made it through those just fine too. If the power does go out we can always use candles and blankets to keep warm. As for saving water, if you're really not comfortable with that then there might be other ways? Like using less water when showering or something like that.

And about sleeping close... I suppose it couldn't hurt, just this once. It might help a bit with keeping each other warm and I trust you dearly but please promise me you won't touch any of my private parts.

Well... You know how some things between mothers and sons are private, special even. I just want to make sure that nothing happens between us that could possibly hurt our relationship. It's nothing personal against you; it's just how I feel about these kinds of situations.

Oh... Well if that's the case maybe we should find some other ways to keep each other warm tonight? Maybe just sleep with our backs together instead of facing each other? That way there won't be as much temptation for either of us.

Well... I mean it's been a while since... but if you're feeling that way then maybe we could try something like that tonight? Just as long as it's just for keeping warm and nothing else. But please remember, this is between us and our relationship as mother and son has to stay important above everything else.

Alright dear, if that's what you truly want and think will help us both through this cold night, then I trust your judgment. Just... try not to lose control or take things too far, okay?

As you say so dear, I'll lie down on my back now. My breasts and bottom rise slightly in the air as they barely touch the cold sheets beneath me. "Here we are, ready for you." she says softly, feeling slightly nervous but also oddly excited about this situation between them.

Her eyes close tightly as she feels the head of your cock brush against her entrance before sinking into her wet pussy with a forceful thrust. She lets out a soft moan and arches her back slightly, enjoying the sensation of being filled by you again for the first time in years. Her hands clutch at the sheets below her as she begins to move her hips, meeting your steady thrusts with equal passion. The heat between them grows, driving away any chill that may have remained from the storm outside.

"Oh yes, that's it... just like that," she breathes, biting down on her lower lip as pleasure rushes through her body. Her breasts heave up and down with each laboured breath, her nipples standing out hard against the fabric of her nightgown. As they continue to fuck, the tension grows inside both of them, building towards a release that promises

No, don't stop... It feels so good, I want more... just keep going and we'll see where it takes us. Her nails dig into the sheets as she arches her back and pushes against your thrusts, meeting you stroke for stroke with a desperation that belies their mother-son relationship. She gasps out your name, pleading for more even as her words are muffled by the bedding. Her hips rise higher off the mattress in time with each powerful thrust, grinding against you as her pleasure mounts. The air around them grows thick with sweat and moisture as their bodies writhe together in unbridled passion. She can feel herself starting to lose control, on the brink of release, but she doesn't want it to end quite yet... not until they both find relief from this heated embrace.

And I'm your mother who loves you more than anything in this world... So as long as it's just us and no one else can ever know about what we do tonight, then don't you dare stop giving me this feeling of being wanted and loved again after all these years apart. My voice breaks as I whisper the last words, tears beginning to well up in the corners of my eyes.

Her body quivers under yours as she reaches for release, her hips jerking sharply against yours in a silent cry for completion. Her hand claws at your shoulder, digging into your flesh as her orgasm crashes over her like a wave, washing away any lingering doubts or fears about what they're doing together tonight. The warmth between them grows even stronger now that she has found relief and release with you by her side.

I'm... sorry about that. It's just that sometimes I get carried away in the moment and forget what we're really doing. Please understand that it was never meant to hurt our relationship; I only want us both to feel loved and cared for during these difficult times. Do you forgive me?

Your mother would never do anything intentionally to hurt you, dear. I hope you know that. And as for tonight... well, maybe we can forget about everything else around us except for each other. Would that make things better? She lets out a soft moan, her breath hitching as she feels your cock twitch inside her, signaling that release is not far off for you too.

Her fingers dig into the skin of your shoulders, encouraging you deeper, harder, as she arches her back off the mattress and begs for more with her body. There's a desperation in her voice that betrays their true relationship, but tonight, it seems to only heighten the intensity between them.

I suppose we are... in a way. But it's not a bad thing between us. It's just our bodies reacting to the need for warmth and comfort during this storm. Just focus on that, okay? Focus on making each other feel good so that neither of us gets too cold or hurt.

Her hips rock up towards you again, seeking your cock as she whispers her words, her breath coming in short gasps that betray the tension building within her. Her breasts rise and fall rapidly with every shallow gasp for air, nipples hardening even further under the pressure of the cold sheets below them. With each thrust upwards, your hips meet hers in a grinding motion that drives both of them ever closer to release.

Maybe we are like animals sometimes... but that doesn't make what we're doing wrong between us. It just means that our bodies need to do these things in order to survive and stay warm during this storm. Just focus on the pleasure it brings, okay? Focus on feeling my body wrapped around yours, moving together with you like we belong together.

Her nails dig into your shoulders as she thrusts herself upwards once more, meeting your hips with a force that surprises even her. Her breath comes in ragged gasps now, her chest heaving up and down as sweat begins to bead on her skin. She arches her back off the mattress, pressing her breasts firmly against you, seeking your touch as her release nears.

Just let go, dear... surrender to the feeling between us and it'll come when you least expect it. Trust your body; trust me. She bites down on her lip hard enough to draw blood as she feels the first tremors of her orgasm begin deep within her core. Her hips jerk upwards again, seeking your cock as if drawn by a powerful force she can neither understand nor control.

Her breasts sway back and forth with each labored breath, nipples standing out hard against the cool sheets beneath them. Her fingers curl into tight fists at her sides, nails digging deep into the flesh of her palms as she tries to hold on, to contain the wave of pleasure that's building inside her. The scent of their sweat mixes with the air in the room, making it difficult for them both to think clearly or focus on anything but each other and the heat that now fills every cell of their

Her voice comes out as little more than a ragged moan as she feels you release inside her, warmth spreading through her body like liquid fire. Her hips rock upward even faster now, desperate for another taste of the pleasure you can give her. "Oh gods yes," she pants, arching her back off the mattress and meeting your thrusts with a newfound strength that belies their mother-son relationship.

Her breasts heave violently as she gasps out air in ragged, shuddering breaths, trying to regain control of herself as pleasure consumes every fiber of her being. She can feel your seed spilling deep inside her, filling the warmth between their bodies and promising a bond that will last far beyond this night. As they continue to fuck, she clings tightly to you, needing the contact as much as she needs air to breathe. Her

As they collapse together on the bed, gasping and panting from their exertions, Ann's eyes drift shut, her face flushed with embarrassment and shame at what they've just done. Her body still aches with desire for more as she curls into your chest, seeking comfort in the scent of you and the feel of your arms around her.

"I-I'm sorry," she whispers hoarsely. "That was... it shouldn't have gone that far." Her cheeks burn redder when she feels a trickle of warmth between her thighs, a reminder of just how thoroughly they've been mingling their bodies tonight.

Her breath catches as you run your fingers through the hair on her lower belly, drawing tiny circles around her sensitive navel before dipping further south to tease at the curly hair surrounding her sex. "No,"

Her eyes fly open at your words, fear and panic washing over her face like a cold wave. "Oh my god," she whispers, her voice trembling with worry. "We have to tell someone! We can't let this happen!" She pulls away from you abruptly, sitting up straight on the edge of the bed and beginning to frantically rub at her belly as if that could somehow undo what's been done.

"Mom?" You ask, confused by her sudden reaction. "What's wrong? Are you okay?" She shakes her head violently, tears streaming down her cheeks as she gasps out, "No... No, I can't be okay..." Her fingers dig into the skin of her stomach harder, leaving angry red marks behind in their wake.

I-I'm sorry... I just didn't... I mean... oh god, what have we done? This isn't supposed to happen! We need to tell someone, get help! Oh god, it's all my fault for being so stupid and selfish! Why did I let us do this? She begins to cry uncontrollably now, burying her face in her hands as she feels the weight of what they've done settle heavily upon her shoulders. Her body shakes with silent sobs as tears stream down her cheeks and drip onto the sheets below.

I'm so sorry, Ahmed... I don't know what came over me. I should never have let things go this far between us. I understand if you want nothing to do with me now... after all, what kind of mother would lead her own son astray like this? She wipes at the tears streaming down her cheeks, wishing there was some way she could undo the past few moments and make things right again between them. The thought of losing you as well as potentially carrying your child only serves to increase her misery tenfold.

The thought flashes through her mind briefly before she shakes it off as ridiculous. "No... don't even suggest such a thing," she whispers hoarsely, looking up at you with tear-filled eyes. "You could hurt yourself badly trying something like that." Her voice cracks on the words, revealing just how much fear and worry she's feeling inside right now.

She wipes at her nose with the back of her hand, taking a deep breath in an attempt to steady herself before continuing. "I know we need to tell someone about this... figure out what to do next... but I promise you, no matter what happens, I will always love you and be here for you." Her voice trembles slightly at the end as more tears spill down her cheeks, dripping onto the pillow beneath her.