FSE

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This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are of legal and consenting age, likewise if you are reading this story you should be of legal age in your respective country.

Special thanks to billthegreet on FA for the story idea!

"All ready to go?" James asked his mother as she stood in the doorway to the house that had been their home for the last two decades.

"I'm going to miss this house, so many memories" Robyn said with a hint of sadness before she closed the front door for the last time, handing the keys over to the realtor. "I'm ready, let's get you home to my two gorgeous granddaughters! I can't wait to hug them and squeeze them!"

"Whoa, slow your roll there Grandma! We've got a long drive ahead of us, don't get ahead of yourself" James teased with a laugh, finding his mother's upbeat attitude as infectious as ever. The still sleek and slender ebony furred wolfess still had the spark of youth in her dazzling sapphire eyes. Granted she had fallen pregnant at the young age of sixteen, so she wasn't exactly an old woman by any stretch. All through his life and school career she had been mistaken for his older sister due to her retaining her youthful appearance so well. His friends had also teased him relentlessly about what a total MILF his mom was all the way until even University when she would come visit. James shook his head as he caught himself staring at his mother a little too long again, turning to open her car door for her like a good gentleman should.

"Why thank you kind sir, your mother must've raised you right" Robyn professed in a mock Southern Belle accent.

With his trusty Subaru Forester packed to the brim with the last few items of his parents life in Portland Oregon packed away in neat boxes, James and his mother set off on their journey to his folk's new lives in Gold Beach. After years of indecisiveness they'd finally caved and decided to move closer to their son and his new wife, Emma after she gave birth to the twins, Lilly and Rose.

The trip was to be a scenic one, winding through the mountains and forests. According to James' GPS and previous trips he knew it shouldn't be more than a six hour drive if they took it easy, which they would have to as his car was weighed down by all the boxes. He didn't mind though, he had his beautiful and engaging mother to keep him company. They had always been very close, James idolized his doting mother and she fawned all over him, especially as he was their only child. Where Robyn was an ebony furred sapphire eyed beauty, James's father Robin was an ivory furred emerald eyed stud. James fell somewhere in between with his mother's dark fur and his father's emerald eyes. Still everyone said he was the spitting image of his father.

During the trip they talked and laughed, reminiscing about old memories in their old home and about new ones they would make in his folks new home. His mom regaled him of tales of how she and his father had become to be known as Robyn and Robin, the songbirds by their church choir. James was surprised to hear that not only did his usually serious and no nonsense father sing, but apparently he sung well enough to have a nickname because of it.

For the most part the trip had been uneventful and rather fun as James and his mother traded stories and anecdotes. But as a surprise snow began to fall and visibility quickly dropped to only a few feet ahead not long after they'd passed Eugene and started their ascent into the mountains, their lively conversation died down considerably. James squinted through the almost blinding snow, barely able to make out the road ahead even as he slowed to an almost crawl.

"Do you know where we are?" A nervous Robyn asked.

"I think we're somewhere between Scottsburg and Elkton, last I saw on the GPS when it had signal" her son replied in slow measured tones, trying to sound calm even though he was clearly worried.

"Looks like I'll have to play co-pilot just like I used to do for your dad!" Robyn said, trying to sound cheerful as she pulled an old fashioned paper map from the glove box. After a moment of scanning the map, she let out a sudden "Aha!" that nearly made James swerve off what he thought was the road. "Looks like we're on track still, shouldn't be too long and we should be going back downhill again for a bit!" Robyn said with confidence.

"Thanks co-pilot" James replied with a bit of relief in his voice, feeling more comforted thanks to his mother's unwavering optimism. Even more so when he saw the down turn on the road as she had said and turned slowly into it to avoid a skid. About a mile or so along the road they passed a small cabin off to one side of the road, James frowned as he saw it pass. "That can't be right, there aren't any cabins along Interstate 5..." he muttered to himself, just before his car hit an unseen wallow in the road and came to a sudden halt. "Dammit!" James snarled as he put the car in reverse and tried to back out, but the tires just span in the snow and mud. "Looks like we're stuck..." an exasperated James eventually said after taking his foot off the gas and putting the car into neutral so the engine would keep running and keep them warm.

"Are...are you sure? Isn't there something else we can try?" Robyn asked with an uncharacteristic amount of worry.

"I'm no mechanic, but even I know when a car is stuck in a ditch. Let's just hope this blizzard passes soon so we can try get some help" James replied, reaching out to give his mother's closest hand a comforting squeeze. Holding his mobile phone up high to try see if he could get some signal, but all his phone indicated was no service no matter which way he turned.

The next couple of hours were spent mostly in silence with the raging blizzard outside only getting worse as the snow piled up higher around the car. James' nose twitched as he thought he could smell something faint and enticing in the air, but that was impossible with the wind howling outside. He looked at his mother briefly whom was staring out a window while nervously chewing on her nails. Something seemed a bit off with her, she was abnormally tense, more so than he'd ever seen her before.

"It's going to be...." James began to say, just before the car's engine began to sputter and die out. "Jeezus!" James cursed as he quickly tried to get the motor running again.

"James! Do not take the lords name in vain!" His mother barked at him with unusual hostility that took James by surprise.

"Sorry mom. Looks like the engine is dead, it's going to get real cold in here real fast. We need to make a plan, like yesterday" he said, turning around in his seat as he began to look through the boxes in the back to see if there was something that could help them. But all he found were little knickknacks and silverware.

"What about that cabin back there? Maybe someone is in it and can help us, or at the very least we could get a fire going?" Robyn offered in uncertainty. James turned in his seat to pear out his window, barely able to make out the cabin they'd passed a couple hours ago. Currently it was their best option and hope of survival until someone came looking for them. If they weren't home by evening his wife and father would raise all hell to get a search party out for them.

"I think you're right, either we freeze to death here for sure, or we take our chances and hopefully get lucky in that cabin" James agreed. Looking past his mother he saw her side of the car was already covered in snow, his would be soon as well. If they didn't leave the car now, they wouldn't be able to shortly. "We better make a move or we're not getting out of here. Ready?" James asked as he braced his shoulder against his door to force it open against the howling wind. His mother didn't reply verbally, she just grabbed his hand and gave a squeeze. James heaved the door open and tumbled out into the snow, bracing the door open with his back so his mother could climb out and over him. Rolling out the way, his door slammed shut even before James got to his feet. Grabbing his mother's closest hand, they trudged through the almost waist high snow and through the bone chilling wind. The short walk felt like an eternity, but eventually they made it safely to the cabin door. James banged his fist hard on the heavy wooden door, calling out for anyone that may be inside, but no answer came.

"It's empty! Try the door!" Robyn shouted over the wind while peering through the shutters at the window. James tried to push the door open but it didn't budge, desperation and panic starting to set in as he rammed his shoulder against the door, but it stood firm. Despite the seriousness of the situation, he heard his mother begin to laugh. Turning to look at her with a mixture of confusion and growing anger, she reached out for the metal ring that was the door handle and pulled it out towards them with only moderate difficulty. Both James and his mother collapsed inside the cabin and burst into peals of laughter as the door was slammed shut behind them and snow began piling up against it.

"Should I ask for a refund on your University tuition?" Robyn teased.

"Oh shut up, it was an easy mistake to make when you're stressed and about to die!" James replied jovially, giving his mother a playful little shove on her shoulder.

After their laughter died down the two wolves sat up and surveyed the moderately sized cabin. James spotted a fireplace with an ample pile of wood in one corner and made a beeline to start a fire and get some warmth in the place. Robyn began looking around the cabin and taking stock of where everything was. The cabin was surprisingly well equipped, a small storage room down some stairs revealed an ample supply of food. Upstairs was a single three quarter bed, a little rigid but not bad all things considered. A single chair placed before the fireplace and even a curious commode the owner had jerry rigged so they wouldn't have to go outdoors to do their business.

"Well it looks like we should survive this storm in relative comfort until it passes, we have shelter, a fire and food. We can melt snow in one of the pans for water, there's even some coffee up on the back shelf. We even have indoor plumbing!" James said cheerfully as he lifted the lid of the toilet with the toe of his left shoe.

"Great, then all we need to do is wait it out. I wonder if they have cards or board games anywhere..." Robyn said more to herself than him as she began rummaging around for something to preoccupy herself and keep her mind busy.

There it was again, that scent. It definitely wasn't coming from outside, this time it was definitely in the cabin with him. James peered at his mother curiously, a strange upwelling of emotion catching him by surprise as he caught himself watching the sway of her hips and tail. Blushing as he felt his boxers beginning to tent a little and quickly chastising himself for it.

"Aha, cards!" Robyn cheered from the cellar. Holding a pack of old grubby cards in her hand held high above her head like a trophy. Once back in the main room she did a little dance and twirled around on the spot, much to James's amusement. They both sat on the bed and began playing go fish for the first hour or two, then rummy, followed by every other game they could think of until darkness fell outside.

James wasn't sure when they'd fallen asleep, but sometime during the night he was awoken by a pert behind pressing back and slowly grinding against his crotch. Half asleep still he ground back against it, growling softly as he slipped his hand beneath his wife's top to cup her full breast, enjoying the heaviness childbirth had given them. With some confusion his fingers met far less flesh than he was expecting, the accompanying voice muttering a soft "Mmmn, Robin!" was definitely not his wife. Snatching his hand back, James rolled over to face away from his mother. He heard a soft sigh of disappointment come from her as the touching stopped, but she still thankfully seemed to be asleep.

The next morning they awoke to find the blizzard still raging outside and the snow piled high up against the window and blocking out most of the light. The front door would not budge either, a combination of strong winds and snow piled up outside ensured it was not going anywhere for the foreseeable future.

"Looks like we're going to be stuck here a while" James said with finality, his shoulders slouching in defeat.

"At least we're alive and warm" His mother offered, leaning over to give him a gentle hug and resting her head on his shoulder. She smelled good he noted, but it wasn't her perfume. There was something else he was smelling, something he knew but couldn't place his finger on. James became painfully aware of his tented boxers, having stripped out of his clothing before getting in bed last night, he was all but naked beside his mother. Quickly he turned away and reached for his pants before moving over to stoke the fire and get it going again, muttering something about the cabin starting to cool off a little when his mother gave him an odd look.

After a small meal and some stove top coffee, they both felt more at ease. Their moods brightening and conversation starting again, James and his mother taking the opportunity to catch up on all the little things they never really got a chance to talk about. The blizzard continued to rage outside unabated, showing no sign of slowing down, but for once it couldn't affect their mood as they laughed and joked together.

With a roaring fire going again the cabin quickly got nice and toasty, James opting to remain in his just his boxers as Robyn dressed down to her underwear and bra. "Don't look at me like that, just pretend I'm wearing a bikini, it's the same damn thing" She mocked James as she saw his embarrassed look at having his mother parade around in her underwear. Logically she was right, it was technically the same, but still he was a red blooded male and she was an attractive she wolf walking around in surprisingly silky underwear. Somehow he had pictured his mother wearing the infamous Granny panties and frumpy beige material, not silky white Victoria Secretesque styled undergarments.

As the following evening set in, Robyn brought James a cup of coffee as he sat in the chair staring at the fire, lost in thought. Smiling as she settled herself down in his lap, handing him the mug before tapping his nose with a finger and saying "Penny for your thoughts?" before stopping short and just uttering a simple "Oh!" as her eyes went wide. James stared back, wide eyed and unsure what to do as his mother unintentionally had just settled herself right down atop the bulge he'd been trying to hide.

"S...sorry, I can't help it. Something...is in the air" James began to stammer nervously.

"It's okay James, I know what it is. I'm...in heat" Robyn said softly, her ears lying flat against her hair as she admitted to her situation. "I know old women like me shouldn't still be going through such things, but your father and I still have a very active sex life. I was hoping we'd be home by now, before it got this bad" even as she spoke the older she wolf was subtly and more than subconsciously grinding herself against her sons bulge. Suddenly realizing what she was doing, Robyn quickly got out of James' lap and went to sit on the bed. "I'm sorry, I'm just a silly old woman that doesn't know how to control herself..." she continued on, sounding almost close to tears.

Hearing that tone in his mother's voice was heart breaking, ignoring his previous shame at being so aroused, James made his way over to sit beside her and give his mother a comforting hug. "You're not old, you're not even forty yet! Besides, you still have a banging bod and look better than women half your age!" he offered with his most honest smile.

"You really think so?" Robyn asked with a little sniffle and a weak smile as she looked up at her son.

"I know so, heck Emma is forever going on about how she hopes she looks half as good as you by the time she's thirty!" James continued, his smile growing stronger at seeing his mother starting to accept the compliments and her demeanor brightening.

"Thank you James; that means a lot to me" she said while slipping an arm about his waist and pulling herself closer to hug him. "You take after your father, you know" Robyn said barely above a whisper as she rested her head on James's shoulder.

"Yeah, I know. I have his eyes and his brains" James agreed with a soft laugh.

"You're hung like him too..."

"Mother!" James almost shouted, rearing back and turning to stare at the grinning she wolf whom again burst out laughing. James couldn't help it, despite the awkwardness of the situation, he began to laugh as well.

The remainder of the night was far more relaxed after their awkward conversation, but while the inside of the cabin remained calm, outside the blizzard continued to rage through the night, well past when James and Robyn went to sleep again.

James' dreams were unusually vivid, hearing snippets of his conversation about his mother and father having an active sexlife. His dreams evolving from talking to his mother to his beautiful wife, feeling her lips on his member as she sucked his cock like she used to back when they first started dating. It'd been so long since she'd done that after getting pregnant with the twins. James groaned and bucked into Emma's maw, gently gripping her hair and guiding her muzzle up and down his aching shaft. Just before he reached his climax, her soft lips slipped off his shaft and the scene changed.

Now Emma was riding him, like the first time they'd had sex in his dorm room. The busty young wolfess bouncing on his cock as her hands covered her breasts to stop them bouncing. Her tight cunt gripping and squeezing down on his length so wonderfully every time she ground down hard against his lap. It felt so real, he could feel her hips under his fingers as he squeezed and gripped at her. Felt her weight over him as he bucked and thrust up into her from below. Slowly James felt himself begin to rise from slumber, his eyes opening and barely making out the shape of his wife in his lap.

"W...what...'s going on?" James stammered groggily as he fought off sleep to find the feeling still there, the slick tight heat around his throbbing cock. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes he looked up to see his mother's concerned face staring down at him.

"I'm sorry James, but I need this..." His mother whined as she ground herself down on his stiff cock. Her voice weak and almost pleading as she rode him slowly. Her hands against his chest for support as her hips rose and fell in continuous motions, a look of pure bliss mixed with shame at what she was doing with her son.

James was instantly fully awake, his gaze snapping down to his crotch where his thick red cock was currently being worked in and out of his mother's still amazingly tight cunt. Her soft pink folds stretched snuggly around his cock, tugging at it every time she rose up. Her smallish but perky breasts jiggling each time she lifted herself up, only to drop back down with a carnal growl onto her sons shaft. Soft plaps and slaps filling the small cabin, drowning out the blowing icy wind outside.

He knew this was wrong and he should stop it, but she just felt so damned good. All those long repressed emotions he'd tried to ignore all through childhood and into his teen years coming rushing back as he lay motionless beneath the woman that had given birth to him while she rode his cock better than his own wife had in ages.

"I'm...I'm gonna...just a little more..." Robyn began to pant heavily and whine out, her fluffy tail hitching side to side as her motions became more erratic, nearly slamming herself down onto James's almost unwilling cock until with an unrestrained howl she came hard. Grinding roughly down onto his shaft, stirring him within her clenching and gripping inner walls.

James was lost in the moment, watching not only as his mother had an orgasm, but while she had it while riding his dick. The way she clenched and squeezed down on him too was more than a little surprising and very hard to ignore, the entirety of this weird taboo situation hitting him all at once as his own climax was wrung from him. His claws dug into his mother's thighs as he bucked up against her, snarling as he fought hard not to cum. But she was still grinding hard against him, clenching and squeezing around his cock, too much to ignore. With a final growl James let loose, feeling his pent up balls emptying hot sticky shot after shot deep inside his own mother. Laying panting heavily as he stared up at the ceiling, his head spinning as he tried to collect his thoughts. The gravity of the situation quickly settling in, making James almost want to throw up as he quickly dislodged himself from his mother and slipped out from beneath her to turn and sit on the edge of the bed with his head in his hands.

"This can't happen again..." James tried to rationalize, sitting with his head in his trembling hands at the edge of the bed, staring down at his feet in disbelief of what had just happened.

"I agree, once we get out of here alive, we can never do this again..." Robyn agreed, pressing her bare breasts to James's back as she wrapped her arms about his waist.

"Wait, once we get out of here?" James asked with confusion, not sure he'd understood his mother correctly. He found his answer in her hands brushing down his belly and moving to fondle his still obviously erect cock, a dead giveaway what she meant and what he'd secretly hoped for.

Robyn gently touched under his chin and turned his muzzle to hers, pressing a soft loving kiss to his lips. Far more passionate than any mother and son should rightfully be, but in that moment it felt right and natural to the both of them. Robyn slipped around his front to straddle his lap, guiding herself back down onto his waiting and eager cock. Her head rolling back in a lusty groan as she abandoned all sense of reason and just let herself go. James followed willingly along, his lips finding the nipples he'd suckled on for sustenance ages ago, only now he did so for both their pleasure. The more they shared of one another, the more natural it felt and became. James even realized why he'd perused Emma so hard when he'd first met her, because she was the splitting image of his mother. But here he was with the real thing in his arms and in his lap, his pride buried to the hilt in the woman whom had given him life. The irony not lost on James as he laughed softly, going unnoticed by Robyn as she rode her son to another stronger climax.

James laid them both back, swinging his legs up onto the bed before rolling over and into missionary position. "This is about the only thing we'd probably get approval for from the Church considering what we're doing" Robyn cheerfully chimed in before laughing and leaning up to kiss James once more. The joke wasn't lost on James, laughing softly into the kiss as he guided her thighs up about his waist and began slowly thrusting into the welcoming embrace between them. They both accepted this was what they now wanted and were okay with it, somehow James felt his love for his mother only growing stronger the longer they spent entwined with one another.

When his own climax finally hit, it felt like he'd died and gone to heaven, later he'd swear he'd blacked out from the rush as he lay back panting and grinning up at the ceiling. Robyn slipped off his lap and knelt beside him, despite her two climaxes already, she still didn't seem ready to stop. Her soft fingers gripping and stroking affectionately at James' wilting member. Thinking he'd need a miracle to get hard again after his last climax, James was quickly proven wrong as he watched as his mother sunk her mouth down onto his length and proceeded to give him even better head than his wife ever had.

"So this is why dad is always smiling, huh?" James teased as he lovingly brushed her fringe back behind an ear to get a better view of her mouth on him. Robyn merely grinned around his length and winked knowingly without stopping her sucking and bobbing, intently working to get his cock ready for another round.

The remained of their night was spent in various positions, James spooning his mother with her upper thigh lifted over his while he bucked into her from behind. Lovingly kissing and nibbling at her neck and shoulder as he took his time fucking her, enjoying the lusty groans the beautiful she wolf made as he used almost the entirety of his length to stroke in and out of her from behind while his fingers strummed at her clit from the front to bring her to another two wonderful climaxes. Classic doggy where he discovered his mother enjoyed being spanked sometimes, his strong but soft hands spanking her still pert behind until a faint pink hue was visible beneath her dark coat. Though she seemed a bit dubious when he pressed his thumb in under her tail curiously to rub at her tail hole. So they went on, sinning into the early hours of the morning even when sunlight began to peek through the narrow slit left visible at the window.

Morning found James laying on his back staring at the ceiling, feeling drained and almost dehydrated as Robyn sat in his lap bouncing on his aching cock. "Damn woman, give my cock a break will you?" he teased with a chuckle and soft spank to her behind, but she wasn't listening. Her next climax too close to ignore as her heart hammered like thunder and blood pumped loudly in her veins, rushing through her ears with a roar. With a final howl Robyn slammed herself down harder than intended, feeling James's thick knot pop past her opening and tying them together. Whimpering as she gyrated her hips, grinding her aching cunt around his thick knot stretching her so wide.

Just then the door to the cabin swung open and brilliant white light burst into the room, revealing a worried looking bear in a construction vest whom came storming into the cabin with an axe at the ready after hearing what he'd thought was a pained howl of someone in need of assistance. Upon seeing the two naked wolves on the bed clearly tied together however, he began to laugh and shake his head.

"You two better get unstuck, rescue crew is coming down the road to save you...and uh, no need to pay me back for all my food you ate." The bear commented over his shoulder as he headed out into the now quiet world beyond the open door.