Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. A mother and son have an intense moment after a fire. inc, mF I turned off the shower and threw open the curtain as soon as I smelled breakfast cooking. On her days off, my mom liked to cook breakfast for me before school which, I had to admit, rocked. I dried off and remembered I had meant to ask her about when she could take me down to the DMV so I could get my permit. I only had six more months until I could actually go out with my friends and not have to hitch a ride with my mother. I could not wait! I heard her shout so I pulled on my robe and opened the bathroom door. �Everything okay?� I asked. I heard her curse and then smelled something burning. I ran down the hall and into the kitchen. Mom was swinging a towel at a pan that was on fire on the stove and only managing to make things worse. In the sink behind her was a pitcher filling with water and I knew she was going to toss it on the fire and I had to stop her. I ran into the kitchen and turned off the faucet, causing her to turn and yell, �What the fuck are you doing?� �It�s a grease fire, Mom. Water won�t put it out. Where�s the damn fire extinguisher?� I yelled back. �In the pantry,� she said, still slapping at the fire with the towel. I spun around and threw open the pantry door. I grabbed the fire extinguisher and pulled the pin on it. I turned and shot the fire extinguisher at the stove. I gave it several shorts bursts and quickly put out the fire. Mom screamed and I saw that the towel she�d been swinging had caught fire and so had the sleeve of her robe. �Mom, drop the towel!� I shouted. She did and I nailed it with a burst from the fire extinguisher. Mom was yanking on her robe, trying to pull it off but, in her panic, she wasn�t able to. I grabbed the pitched of water out of the sink and poured it over the fire on her sleeve. The fire went out under the wave of water but we both still slapped at her sleeve making sure all of the embers were out. Once all of the fire was out, I sat down on the floor, my heart still racing. Mom sat down on the floor with me and we both looked at the kitchen. It actually wasn�t too badly damaged. The stove top was scorched and so was the hood over the stove but the cabinets above the stove looked fine. I turned to my mom and froze. Her robe was hanging open, giving me a perfect view of her breasts. I knew Mom had had surgery when I was younger. She and Dad had fought over it until she�d given in and gotten a lift and a bigger cup size. I could see why Dad fought so hard. Mom�s breasts were perfect. At 42 there was no droop to them at all. My eyes traced her tan lines across the smooth skin of her breasts. Her hard nipples pointed straight out from her breasts and it was all I could do to keep myself from reaching over to touch them. Mom�s chest heaved and I heard the first sob rip from her throat. I crawled over to her, her beautiful breasts forgotten in my need to comfort her. I pulled her close and held her while she cried. I ran my fingers through her silky brown hair and told her everything would be okay. When her tears dried up, she mumbled, �Sorry about breakfast.� I laughed and said, �You are going to seriously owe me some McDonalds today.� She laughed and said, �And maybe a steak dinner or two.� �Right on!� I yelled. Mom started to pull away from me and then stopped. I had been resting my hand on her shoulder and felt her go tense. �What�s wrong?� I asked. She pulled away from me and I met her eyes. She looked at me and then down. I followed her gaze and saw my robe had fallen open, just like hers had. My hard cock stood stiffly pointing upwards. �Oh shit! Mom, I�� She stopped me by putting her finger on my lips. I looked over at her and saw a strange look cross her face. A look the spoke of longing and need and hunger. Her finger slipped off of my lips and slid down my chin. She ran her finger down my neck and across my chest. I felt my breathing get faster as her finger slid down my stomach. She eased her fingers through my small patch of pubic hair and then rubbed them against my hard cock. My cock throbbed and my whole body shuddered at the intense feeling of her touch. She rubbed her fingers up the length of my shaft. She traced the edge of the head of my cock, making me moan and jump with every sweet touch. Her fingers encircled my cock and slowly began to stroke. With her other hand she took my hand and pulled it to her bare breast. I cupped her breast, feeling her hard nipple press against my palm. I squeezed and she let out a low moan of pleasure. I rubbed her breast, grazing her nipple with my fingers and making her moan again and again. I pinched her nipple between my fingers and watched her reaction. Her mouth hung open and she was breathing fast. She looked into my eyes as I teased her nipple and she teased my cock. I leaned towards her as she leaned into me. Her full lips pressed against mine and I felt her tongue slide into my mouth. We kissed like lovers, deeply and passionately. When she pulled back from the kiss, my mother�s eyes were wide and she had a wild look to her that I had never seen before. She let go of my cock long enough to pull her robe off and push me back against the cabinets. She crawled into my lap and took my cock in her hand again. I looked down and watched as my mother rubbed my hard cock against her pussy. I felt the wetness and heat of her pussy on my cock and I wanted her more than I had wanted anything in my life. She slid closer and I felt the head of my cock pressing against the lips of her pussy. I felt her lips part as my cock gently penetrated her. With slow thrusts of her hips, my mother guided my cock into her pussy. My cock rubbed against the silky skin of my mother�s pussy. I looked down and saw where we were joined and felt my body shiver at the sight. She pulled my face to her breasts and I licked her hard nipples. I sucked her nipple into my mouth and teased it with my tongue, making her cry out and pull my hair. She thrust her hips faster and harder, driving my cock deep into her pussy. Her breathing grew quicker and quicker as she thrust. She let out a low keening noise as the pulled me deep inside her. She pressed herself against me, burying my cock deep in her pussy, as she shuddered. I felt her pussy clench against my cock. Her entire body shuddered and my mother threw back her head and cried out. The quivering of her pussy was too intense for me. I felt like everything exploded as my cock erupted in her pussy. I screamed in ecstasy as my cock throbbed deep in my mother�s pussy, filling her with my cum. We sat there for a long time, letting the last of the intense pleasure fade. My mother, still sitting in my lap with my cock deep inside her, leaned back and looked at me. I didn�t know what to do or say so I waited, hoping she would lead the way. She leaned in close and placed a soft kiss on my mouth. Our lips lingered far longer than was appropriate for a mother and son but neither of us cared. She kissed me once more before whispering, �I think you should stay home from school today. I think we have some things to deal with.� All I could do was nod in agreement. She pulled back from me and I shuddered as my cock slipped free from her pussy. She stood up and I looked closely at her pussy. She waxed all of the hair off keeping her alabaster skin smooth and perfect. Wetness dribbled between her pussy lips. Wetness caused by my cock and her pussy combined. That thought sent another shudder through me and I felt my cock stiffening again. Mom went off to call the school and I sat on the kitchen floor wondering what was next.