Cabin Break
#1 of Cabin Break
Sam was only fifteen, a grey wolf. He was an above average achiever in school and looked after himself pretty well. He was a little tall for his age but well built with short black hair and patchy grey and white body fur with dark green eyes
Sam hated the school holidays, especially the summer holidays. He'd be out of touch with friends for so long he'd often forget how to be social. More than that though, he'd miss what he liked being called... Merlin. It was a nickname he was proud of, he couldn't remember when he got it but he liked why. He was a bit of a wizard, not a sorcerer but a slight genius. He was a good hearted kid who helped out with anyone who had any trouble at school and when they couldn't figure out problems in the various subjects, he never knew why but he just picked up information quicker.
He was particularly bothered about this year's vacation. Mountains, miles and miles of mountains. Not that mountain were the problem, he'd be stuck in a cabin for three weeks with just his mother for company. His mother was ok, a good laugh and really very sweet but, he just felt recently she'd been fussing and trying to keep his life organised. He was fifteen and wanted more space to himself.
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Sara was a truly beautiful wolf, she was thirty-four and had a near perfect body. Long black hair and deep azure eyes and the most unusual body fur, brilliant white with the very lightest hint of blue, which was only visible under very soft light. She was a good mother and loved her son immeasurably, and since her husband died she had tried to stay close to him.
She had been looking forward to spending some time with Sam he'd grown distant in the last year or so. She knew he was growing and changing but he was trying to shut her out these days. She hoped the few weeks away together would keep them close.
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"Three days already." Sam said to himself as he looked over the landscape that reminded him of how far away from everything he wanted. His friends, the rock wall, swimming and a possible girlfriend. At least he had managed to get his paws on a few adult magazines before he left home, at least they would keep him entertained. He admitted that his mother had made a good choice though, it was a huge cabin with two floors and a huge grand room that seemed to connect to everything.
"Dinners ready Hun" his mother called. He grunted and grudgingly moved back inside the cabin and sat at the table. After dinner, he thought. Once she's gone out for her walk, I'll make use of those magazines.
"You've been so quiet since we got here sweetheart. Is everything ok?" she asked as she lay his dinner in front of him.
"Its nothing mom." He grumbled
"Liar." She retorted with a teasing smile. "Its as plain as day sweetie, if you looked any more miserable the weather would turn bad." She giggled.
He chuckled softly. She was right; he had always been a bad Liar and one way or another the truth always came out of him. "Ok, I miss my friends." He took a bite out of his steak as he pondered what else to say. "Don't get me wrong mom, I like this place a lot but I just wish I had some friends up here to mess around with."
Sara laid her paw over his and looked into his eyes sympathetically. "I'm sorry, I guess I was being selfish getting us both away from everything back home. I'll be honest I wanted to be away from work and some of the staff, they keep trying to butter me up in the worst ways and you've been so hard to talk to recently, I guess I just wanted to spend some time away with you."
He moved his paw over his mothers and squeezed softly. "I'm sorry for being difficult mom, I've just been wanting to go out and do more y'know, be my own person." He pulled his paw away and continued eating.
Sara sighed softly to herself. "I know, I wanted the same things at your age. Time on my own or time with friends, I should have asked if you wanted to come and not forced you."
"Its ok mom, we're here now. We'll just take the next few weeks in our stride ok?"
She smiled. "Alright, but to make it up to you, we can head into town in a few days and you can have as much time as you need, I'll even give you more money for shopping if you want."
He smiled and shook his head, his mother was always so good to him but he treated her like dirt some times. He'd have to change that; she was after all still looking after him at home and away. He smiled and looked up at his mother. "You don't have to spend out more on me mom." They both smiled and continued eating.
After dinner Sam did the clearing up and tried to get a little more comfortable and make the cabin feel more like home.
"I'm heading out now Hun." His mother called. He look out of his room to say bye and tell her not to go too far. His words caught in his mouth as he looked at her. She had dressed in tight jeans; a tight dark blue t-shirt and black body warmer with tanned leather walking boots and her hair was tied back.
He stammered a moment as he suddenly thought how young and attractive his mother was and perfectly suited what she was wearing. "Y... you take c... care mom."
She giggled at him "that voice of yours still not fully broken yet sweetie."
He gave her a very unimpressed look and said bye again before heading back into his room."
She loved teasing him like that; she always did it when she was younger and never really stopped, as she got older. She left the cabin and left the door unlocked and set out over one of the light walking trails.
Finally Sam thought, a little alone time. He'd have at least two hours to play with himself while she was gone. He got the magazines out and go a few tissues just encase he needed them. He opened his jeans and lay back on the bed propping the first magazine up on a close by shelf. The first girl he saw in the magazine was a Collie with short body fur and gorgeous long platinum blonde hair and a firm D-cup. He rubbed his sheath and balls until he was fully erect then he gripped his member and started to stroke himself, thinking of all the things he'd like to do to that Collie.
Sara was feeling a little better, she had at least had some time to speak with her son now and she could feel herself building new bridges in her relationship over this vacation.
It was a beautiful evening as she walked the wide path. The deep orange sunset over the mountains and a mist coming in, in the farthest part of the mountain range was a sight to behold. She wished Ewan was still with her out on the trail, maybe even while they were alone he could have made love to her just off of the path. But he was gone, her husband was just a very fond and powerful memory but she wanted to get over it and maybe see another male even if only for a while. As the thought of mating passed through her mind she was becoming more and more turned on and as she stopped with a short rest and sat down she pulled he jeans tight against her crotch and she moaned loudly as the seam of her jean crotch parted her lips and pressed firmly against her clit.
She opened her jeans and slid her paw inside, teasing herself for the first time in months. She wanted more, maybe she'd make a quick trip into town herself at see if there were any potential males around who could satisfy her for a few nights. She shook her head, she was staying with her son in the cabin, she wouldn't... he wouldn't like it if she sought company while he had none.
She became slowly aware it was getting a little colder now and the mist was moving faster. She didn't want to get caught up and lost in the mist so she tidied herself up as best she could and headed back to the cabin, erotic thoughts still dancing through her mind.
Sam was onto his third magazine, at this rate he thought, I won't last through the holiday. He was looking at an Arctic Fox girl who was quite petite and well rounded. He liked this one, he'd stay on these few pages for a while, at least until he came again.
Sara walked quietly into the cabin and locked the door as quietly as she could. She didn't want Sam to see her with a wet patch on her jeans. She noticed his door was open a little and slowly crept up to see what he was up to. She heard a lot of movement and grunting before she got to the door and wasn't sure if he had hurt himself. She carefully peered through the jarred door.
She held back a gasp as she saw her son masturbating to a magazine. She wanted to stop looking but couldn't. If she moved now he'd hear her. He shuffled on the bed a little to get more comfortable and moved his paw for a moment to turn the page of the magazine. Sara caught herself softly licking her lips as she got her first look at her son's fully erect cock. It looked big, bigger that her husbands had been, not by much but still bigger and a little thicker and his knot was swelling. She couldn't take her eyes off it and she slowly realised her paw had slid back into her jeans and was stroking her slit again.
His paw stroked his cock quickly and he groaned as he could feel his orgasm approach. Sara had two fingers firmly buried inside her slit and she moaned softly to herself her sons groaning keeping her presence cloaked. He starred wildly at the girl in the photos and suddenly spoke his mind. "God she looks like mom!" he said as he came across his chest.
Sara Quickly placed her other paw over her mouth to stifle a gasp of shock and quickly crept away to the bathroom before her own climax hit.
Sam cleaned himself up then heard the click of a door. "Mom? You back?" he called out as he quickly dressed.
"Yes Hun, I just... I just needed a pee really badly on the way back." She Called back half moaning as she locked the door and stripped herself naked then lay on the bathroom floor and massaged her slit and breasts.
"You ok mom?" Sam called back.
"Just fine sweetie." She said as composed as she could manage then bit her lip as her orgasm over took her and she moaned loudly.
Sam chuckled to himself and whispered under his breath "Pee my ass, that sounds like the biggest dump in the world."
Sara lay twitching for a moment before she cleaned herself up. She looked her self in the mirror and she realised she had seen what she wanted. She wanted to mate her son. NO! She thought to herself, I couldn't do that. I'm his mother for fuck sake! But the image of his throbbing cock wouldn't leave her mind and she found herself getting wet again. That wouldn't do, she'd soaked her underwear and jeans already, she could smell herself again already she had to get to her room and quickly.
She dressed herself as quickly as she could and left the bathroom, heading straight for her bedroom. She could hear Sam in the kitchen washing something, his hands she hoped. She quickly closed her bedroom door and changed into a long dark blue, silk nightgown and wrapped a thick white bathrobe around herself. She left her underwear off to keep as much of her scent down as possible.
"I'm going to start a fire mom, you ok with that?" Sam shouted through the door.
"That's fine sweetie." She said softly as she thought about what she had chosen to wear and the thoughts she had been having before. She sat on the bed and started thinking about her son and how much she meant to him. Would he end up screwed up if she asked him to mate her? Would he call someone? Tell the authorities? She started to worry and tried to loose the thoughts from her mind.
"Mom, Suppers on, it'll be done in a few minutes."
She settled herself and stepped out into the main room and looked at her son in the archway of the kitchen. "That'll be fine sweetie." She said as normally as possible and sat on one of the large couches and curled her tail up around her legs. "So, what shall we do tonight?" She asked sheepishly.
To be continued...