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Cabin Break

Chapter 11: The Fracturing of Glass

Sam's eyes traced over his mother's body, drinking in the glorious sight as she stood resting against the front of her pick-up. The white wolfess' body was clad in several glossy black latex garments. Her legs were wrapped in shiny thigh-high, high heeled boots fastened with wide straps and large silver buckles. Covering her crotch was a tight thong with several sliver studs along the top band and completed with two large silver ringlets that rested neatly on her hips. Her large bust was framed by a close fitting bikini-style top with silver buckles near her shoulders and decorated like her thong with a few small-silvered studs at the edges of the cups. Encasing each arm arms were long gloves with a wide straps and silver buckles that fastened around her biceps. Around her wrists and ankles were short silver spiked cuffs that caught the light, casting reflections on her latex outfit. Fastened around her neck was a black latex collar with a large silver ringlet in the centre, like a dog collar. Nestled between Sara's cleavage was a single large red rose with a tag tied loosely around the stem. Completing the sight was a long red silk sash tied around her waist in a large bow.

Sara tossed her long black hair as he watched and smiled. Purring huskily at Sam, she pulled a long leash from behind her back and clicked it on to the ringlet of her collar. Letting her fingers glide slowly along the length of the leash until she held the loop that formed the handle out to her son and beckoned him to come closer with it. "Come and open your present, Baby."

The young wolf wasn't sure if he was dreaming or not. Gingerly he approached his mother and took the leash from her. He had hoped she might come back to the cabin with a new outfit, but what she wore exceeded his wildest expectations; he wondered if his drawing from the previous day had somehow influenced her and with all of the strange things that had been happening, he didn't discount the possibility. Sara gently laid her paws on his shoulders and slowly slid them down his chest, feeling nervous tremors ripple through his body. Staring into Sam's eyes for a long moment, she smiled reassuringly then glanced down suggestively at the rose between her breasts. Shaking with excitement, Sam read the tag.

"To my beloved son, I give you: one bad girl. Enjoy, Mom. xxx"

Sam's eyes were suddenly glued to the sash and with shaking paws, he pulled on the ends of the bow and watched as it unfurled and slid from his mother's body to the gravel at their feet. His head snapped up as he felt her arms slide around his neck. She smiled lovingly before drawing him into a long passionate kiss. The young wolf responded to her open display of affection by wrapping his arms around the wolfess' waist and squeezing her gently; at his touch she moaned into their kiss.

After a few moments, Sara pulled back and stared lustfully into Sam's eyes. "Please Sir, take me for a ride." She purred softly as she took his paw and walked slowly towards the sun loungers in front of the cabin. Gracefully swinging her hips and tail from side to side, she revealed a large pink paw print intricately painted onto the fur on her right butt cheek with jagged black lettering across the centre that read: "Spank Me!"

Sam gazed at the artwork on his mother's backside and grinned as his excitement grew, then gasped as she flicked her tail up. He didn't believe it at first but after a second flick of her tail he saw that she had a clear glass butt plug nestled between her buttocks. His grin returned as he started to see the glass sex toy catch the light as her tail swished seductively from side to side, casting small flares of bright light across her white fur. Basking in the beautiful sight of his mother, Sam's curiosity grew; he decided to see how seriously his mother was taking the situation. Sara squealed in shock and delight, skipping forward in her step as Sam's paw smacked firmly but playfully off her backside. The young wolf chuckled happily as she glanced over her shoulder and winked at him; he was glad she was taking it seriously.

With a gentle tug on the leash, Sara stopped and spun around quickly to face Sam, her hair flailing wildly as she turned. Approaching her slowly and lowering his head, he licked at her cleavage before carefully taking the rose between his teeth and pulling it from between her ample bust. Sara gasped at the sudden attention then moaned seductively as he brought his gaze back to hers. Taking the rose from between his teeth and brushing the petals down her forehead and muzzle slowly before resting it lightly on her lips. Sara giggled and kissed the flower head as she started writhing her body coyly.

Lacking the words to express himself, Sam gave the leash a gentle tug downwards. Sara didn't need him to say anything, the instruction was perfectly clear. Bending over slowly, she touched her fingers to her ankles in a gentle caress then teasingly drew them up her legs and arched her back while casually dropping to her knees and tossing her raven black hair over her shoulder. Reaching up and pressing her paws to his stomach, she firmly dragged her fingers down to his crotch where she swiftly unfastened his belt and jeans. Reaching inside and wrapping her delicate but strong paw around his cock, she set him free.

Sam shuddered, the latex gloves his mother wore were cold and caused more blood to rapidly rush to his penis. Smiling to herself, Sara could see the effect her outfit was having on her son and decided to push things a little further. Spitting on his already erect and throbbing member, she began to massage him to his full hardness, paying extra attention to his tip and knot as he squirmed in her grasp. The young wolf looked down to see his mother staring back at him with a mischievous smirk on her muzzle. With considerable effort, Sam stopped his shuddering and addressed her with as much authority as he could muster. "Suck it."

Biting her lip, Sara gave the impression of a shy and embarrassed girl. "Yes, Sir" She purred meekly, but barely a second later, her eyes revealed the passion and lust that drove her. Agonisingly slowly for the young wolf, Sara teased his shaft with tender licks and soft breaths across his sensitive flesh before she slipped the tip of his cock into her mouth and let her tongue slide over the twitching head. With a deep throaty moan she started to suck on his member, making his whole body shudder heavily as she continued to tease him slowly.

Slowly swirling her tongue over the tip of his cock, the white wolfess slid more of her son's shaft into her mouth; he moaned loudly as she pushed his throbbing cock against the roof of her mouth. Pulling back slowly, she let her teeth lightly trail along the length of his shaft, making him buck back into her mouth uncontrollably. Sara coughed around his member; she had not expected his reaction, but wasn't put off by it. Continuing her slow and purposeful ministrations, she began to moan and drool over his throbbing meat.

Sam was amazed by his mother's actions and wondered why hadn't they done this before? She was revealing a side to herself he had never seen before and wasn't just showing her affection and desire for him. The way she was acting was like a new game that he was just discovering the rules to. He tried to speak again but only managed to mumble for her to use her paws.

Sara's ears perked up at the sound of his voice. She released his cock from her mouth and used one paw to firmly massage along his length while licking her middle finger on her other paw until it was dripping with saliva. The wolfess grinned to herself and used her free paw to gently massage his balls for a moment before she spoke in a deep breathy voice. "Surprise."

Sam jerked suddenly as he felt her slick latex covered finger press firmly against his anus. The young wolf growled deeply as her finger slowly pushed firmly and smoothly into his tailhole then looked down to see her grinning wickedly at him. As his knot began to swell rapidly, he laid his paw on the back of his mother's head and moved her back to his throbbing member. Sara gripped the base of his shaft tightly and began firmly sucking and licking on his member, the tip of her tongue frequently sliding into the slit at the tip of his cock. Groaning as she gently squeezed his balls in her paw and fingered his anus, Sam revelled in the sensations his mother was forcing him to experience.

Pulling back and pressing her thumb firmly at the base of his cock, Sara's grip became vice like; she looked in wonder as his knot visibly throbbed as it continued to swell. Leaning in close again, she giggled playfully before flicking her tongue across his tip. He squirmed and growled lustfully as she released his balls and pushed her finger deep into his anus, then began massaging his prostate.

Sam growled ferociously, he was on a knife's edge and was desperate to cum but his mother was holding him in such a way that just built up more and more tension and pressure in his straining member. He panted heavily and gazed down at Sara as she quickly pulled her finger out of his tailhole and released his cock.

Gripping her breasts firmly and moving to let his swollen meat slide between her warm soft orbs, Sara let out a loving sigh as she felt the warmth from his cock touch her body. The young wolf could barely think as he felt the soft friction of his mother's breasts slide over his cock repeatedly. Sam began to thrust enthusiastically as Sara lapped at the head of his shaft every time it came close to her muzzle, its taste driving her wild with desire.

Sam felt as if he were on the very precipice of losing his mind to lust, when he felt Sara's paw press against his stomach and stop his thrusting. He looked down aghast at her, but had no words to ask why she stopped him. Gazing up slowly, a sultry smile crossed Sara's muzzle. "Watch this." She whispered.

Opening her mouth as wide as she could, Sara gently gripped the base of Sam's shaft and guided it into her mouth. A tremble rippled through Sam's knees as he felt the tip of his cock run over the ridges in his mother's mouth, then a sudden gasp escaped him as he felt flesh tighten around his shaft. His gaze snapped down to see Sara with his cock deeper in her mouth than he had ever seen or felt. A shiver ran through him as she bobbed her head back and forth a little and his cock penetrated her throat.

Sara fought against choking on her son's cock. She had only been shown how to successfully perform deep throating the previous night, but she was determined not to mess up on her first real try. It was such a strange sensation; she could feel his length and girth fill the top of her throat as it bulged to accommodate him. The dildo she had practiced on with Cara had felt too artificial for her liking, but it had been a valuable experience. Now with the heat and pulse of her son's member within her mouth, it felt better, more natural. She heard Sam's whimpering as he neared release and she chose to finish things properly.

With a firm push, Sara buried her head deep into Sam's crotch and felt his full length swell and throb inside her mouth and throat as it reached the furthest point it could. Sam growled fiercely as he came hard, a large jet of his cum flooding straight down his mother's throat. She coughed as the thick seed slid down her throat and pulled back slowly, another splash of cum painting her pallet before he was free of her maw, yet still he continued to cum with thick strands of his seed over her chest and face. Sara revelled in the moment; she had enjoyed Sam cumming on her face and chest outside the restaurant a few nights earlier and had greatly desired it to happen again. Jet after jet of hot slick cum continued to erupt from Sam's swollen cock, covering her muzzle and breasts as she took his tip back in her mouth and drank down the rest of his hot salty-sweet nectar. With his last twitch, Sara released Sam from her warm mouth and gazed at his large cock with pride.

Sam suddenly went weak at the knees and fell on his backside, dropping the leash in his paw as he fell. He sat for a moment then collapsed to the ground in exhaustion and closed his eyes. The young wolf's mind was spinning; he'd never imagined the rush of emotions he felt seeing his mother and mixed with their sudden act of sexual gratification could leave him so tired but truly alive. He was exhilarated, intoxicated, and over-joyed by simply sharing in the deep sexual and emotional connection with her.

Still sitting on her knees, Sara smiled to herself and let Sam take a moment to compose himself. Glancing down at her breasts as thick droplets of his cum dripped from her face to her breasts. "Almost a waste." She giggled and then lapped up some of the still warm cum as it began to pool in her cleavage. The wolfess crawled over her son and let a slim trail of cum she held in her mouth, dribble over his jeans and t-shirt as several larger drops fell from her breasts, splattering randomly on his clothes.

Feeling a slight dampening on his clothes, Sam opened his eyes to see his mother on all fours, leaning over him. A chuckle rumbled in his chest as he looked her over, hungry for more. "Sorry, I didn't think I'd make such a mess."

With a loving smile, Sara stroked his cheek then stood over him, letting her son see her from a whole new perspective as she stretched her arms and legs over him. "Will that be all for today, Sir?"

Sam propped himself up on his elbows and stared into his mother's eyes lovingly, then growled in a voice that made her shiver with excitement. "No way! I'm nowhere near finished yet." The young wolf moved out from under his mother then stood and took hold of her leash once more. "Come." He growled sensually and gave the leash a quick flick.

It wasn't the first time he had taken charge, but Sara still wasn't used to it yet, though the idea of him commanding her made her tremble with anticipation and hope that he really would grow to be as tall and strong both physically and in character as she hoped. She followed his lead and smiled playfully in his direction knowing that she still had something of a surprise left for him.

Sam walked her to the pick-up and patted the front of the vehicle. "Take off your thong and lean over the car." He growled playfully. Sara obeyed and with teasing slowness, slipping her paws into the side straps of her thong and bent over as she slid it down her legs. She raised her tail, fully revealing the small glass butt plug that let him see into her tailhole as she stepped out of the thong. He raised an eyebrow as he watched and wondered just how it felt to have something in there for so long.

Tossing the small latex garment to the side, Sara took her position at the front of the pick-up and leaned over as best as she could on the tall vehicle, parting her legs a little then coyly looking over her shoulder. "Please, Sir, be gentle." She said trying to sound like a frightened young girl.

Sam chuckled then spanked her firmly, making her squeal. "Bad girl." He grinned at her reaction and spanked her again, his paw landing firmly on her rump. Sara moaned her approval and pressed herself firmly against the car as he dragged his short claws across her backside. He gazed at the glass butt plug for a moment and saw how it held his mother's tailhole open; his curiosity grew. Carefully he gripped the outer rim of the sex toy and began to move it in small circles.

Sara yelped softly as the glass plug was moved around inside her; she bucked against it, the bulbous head of the plug drawing out new pleasures for the wolfess while her son continued to play with it. Sam leaned over his mother and with a hushed growl whispered. "Want me to make you scream?" She closed her eyes and bit her lip, nodding and moaning her approval while continuing to roll and buck against the sex toy.

Sam stepped back and slowly knelt behind his mother, breathing in her fresh tangy scent, and setting his core alight with a deeper desire for her. Gently, he parted her pussy lips with his fingers and teasingly licked the hot wet mound of flesh before him. As his tongue aggressively lapped at her pussy, Sara tried to brace herself against the pick-up, but her gloves were still slick with saliva making it difficult for her to get a proper grip on the pick-up. Holding his mother's pussy open, the young wolf blew cold air into her honey pot making her writhe and squeal with delight. "Please, do it again!"

Sam's ears perked up. "I'm sorry, what was that, Angel?" He teased.

"Please, Baby, do that again."

Sam parted her pussy lips again, slowly opening her wet tunnel fully to the world. "How bad do you want it?" He said quietly.

Sara whimpered. "Please, Baby, I'm begging you."

Drawing a deep breath, Sam blew cold air into Sara's open pussy and listened fervently to her excited squeals. Sara barely had time to recover before he swiftly followed up by slipping his tongue deep inside her. The wolfess panted and moaned in rapture as his warm tongue flicked around inside her hot mound. She squirmed and tensed as he probed her tunnel for her most sensitive spots. Flicking his tongue in a circular motion just inside her slit, Sara gasped loudly as her knees began to buckle and the rest of her body spasmed in pleasure.

Sliding his tongue out of her pussy, Sam turned his attention to licking her clit in small circles as he slipped two of his fingers deep inside her pussy. Sara was in absolute bliss, the wolfess loved the sensations she was feeling and was over joyed that he was taking his time with her. Squeezing her inner muscles around his fingers, she moaned lustfully as he opened his fingers in a scissor motion, resisting the pressure she applied to him.

Sam began to slide his fingers in and out of her slit, slowly massaging her sensitive flesh and extracting more and more quivers from her body. Suddenly, Sara jerked violently as she felt her son take her clit between his teeth and screamed softly as he began flicking his tongue vigorously over the highly sensitive nub. Without warning, Sam stopped and spread her pussy open, then quickly blew cold air over his mother's clit and deep into her burning honey pot.

For a moment, Sara's mouth hung open as her orgasm hit and she tried to call out. After several seconds she finally screamed weakly as her body tensed and she came hard over Sam's muzzle. Her body began twitching as she struggled to stay standing. Sliding off the front of the pick-up and falling to her knees, the wolfess slumped onto her side and went limp with occasional tremors of pleasure rippling through her body. Watching the sudden change in events, Sam crawled over his mother with concern written across his face. "Mom, are you okay?"

Sara lay still trying to level her breathing and regain her composure while Sam locked his eyes with hers, desperately waiting for a response. A moment later the young wolf felt her paw rubbing over his chest and he left out a sigh of relief. He could still feel her paw trembling as she gently gripped his shoulder and gazed lovingly back at him. "I'm fine, Sweetie." She sighed with relief. Sam smiled, leaning in close and kissing her slowly and passionately. Their saliva mixed with her sexual juices on his muzzle and trace amounts of his cum in her mouth. They enjoyed the kiss for a long moment, not wanting to separate but knowing they each wanted more.

Feeling his mother's paw push into his chest, Sam sat up and looked at her a little confused. "Mom?"

Sara smiled and held up the leash to Sam. "You're not done with me yet are you, Sir?" She purred softly.

Sam shook his head and took the leash; sitting with her for a short while gently stroking her body and making her murr happily. He knew she'd need some time before she could move again after such a powerful orgasm. After a few minutes, the young wolf got up and gently tugged on the leash. "Come on, my Lady." He said softly. "I can't leave you in this state."

With shaking legs, Sara gradually got to her feet and found her strength, then stretched to relieve some of the remaining tension in her body. She slowly smoothed her paws over her body, across her cum covered breasts and her toned torso, all the way down to her calves, then back up to rest on her backside. "Where to, Sir?" She asked innocently while tossing her hair back over her shoulders.

Sam chuckled; he enjoyed how his mother played the character of a shy innocent girl and considered asking her to dress up like a schoolgirl at some point in the future. Walking towards the sun loungers once again, He tugged on the leash and she followed with slow purposeful steps and a provocative sway in her hips. "Get on all fours." He growled seductively pointing at one of the loungers.

Sara obliged him and slowly sat in the centre of the lounger, then teasingly stroked between her legs, making her gloves slick with her juices. Writhing with slow sensual movements, the wolfess lay back, letting Sam admire her before she rolled onto her front and pushed herself up on her elbows and knees. With deliberate slowness, she raised her tail and let it sway from side to side as she rolled her hips and revealed the butt plug once more.

Wasting no time, Sam stripped himself while keeping an eye on the plug. "Mom, how long have you had that thing in your butt?"

Sara continued to slowly roll her hips and looked over her shoulder at him. "Remember when I called to let you know I was coming back earlier."

"Yeah."

Sara smiled. "Not long after that it went in and it's been there ever since. Why do you want to take its place?" She purred seductively.

Sam smiled and rubbed his mother's backside affectionately. "Soon." He leaned in close and licked the exposed part of the butt plug, the slight movement made Sara moan in delight. "Mom, when we're done and rested, can you tell me where you got all this stuff?"

"Sure, Sweetie, but this isn't even half of what I got." She said with a suggestive wink over her shoulder.

"Wh... What else did you get, Mom?" He said, startled by her admission.

"Just wait, Sweetie. You'll see soon enough." Sara purred, her words full of promise and suggestion.

Kneeling behind his mother, Sam rubbed the tip of his cock over her warm, moist slit. Sara murred quietly, the sensations making her shiver in anticipation. The young wolf wasn't in any hurry. He was so turned on that he felt as if just looking at his mother dressed as she was would keep him erect for hours. Gently pushing his tip against her soaking entrance, he gently rocked her forward and back, teasing her with his tip but not fully entering her.

Sara squirmed against him, but every time she rolled her hips or pushed back against him to try and get his cock inside her, he pulled back just enough to stop her engulfing his hard shaft in her hot sex. She squeaked as he spanked her firmly. "Bad girl, I'll go in when I'm ready." Sara whimpered as he kept her on edge by lightly probing her pussy with half of his cock tip.

"Please, I need you." Sara cried out desperately. Sam reached forward and firmly groped his mother's breasts, teasing her nipples through the tight latex covering before reaching a little further forward and flipping the leash on to her back. Taking the leash, he leaned back giving himself the best position and tugged firmly but gently, making his mother rear up and sit back onto his cock. Sara gasped as she was pulled back and Sam's cock impaled her through her slit. His meat pushed firmly along her hot chamber, making her shriek with desire and her inner walls flutter at the sudden intense sensation. Bucking slowly against her, Sam tugged on the leash firmly making her head tip back and her body rise up.

Sara moaned with each thrust, her breasts bouncing heavily in her latex bikini top with the strength of his motions. She desperately wanted him to tie with her again, they had only been apart one night, but she had missed the satisfaction it gave her to have his warm throbbing member buried deep inside her, stretching her sensitive inner walls as his knot would swell. Feeling as if she was making up for the lost time, Sara grinned as Sam's cock pressed deep inside her and felt her flesh pinch and move against him and the butt-plug she used. The wolfess moaned softly, now knowing that Cara had been right about being filled in both holes at the same time.

Sam felt empowered as Sara's acting aroused him further. As his thrusting continued, he could feel the mass of the butt plug pressing against his member and helping him find new ways to please his mother and himself. Rolling his hips, he felt her muscles ripple at the new motion. She tried to lean forward, but Sam held the leash firmly and enjoyed watching her squirm and listening to her moan with joy.

Sara arched her back and squeezed her anus and pussy tightly around the thick intruders, making the glass appendage in her anus move around a little. Sam groaned lustfully as she squeezed his shaft and pulled forward. For a moment he thought she was trying to rip his cock from his body with the firmness of her pussy's grip. The tip of the butt plug bumped against his cock tip through the wall of flesh that separated them and made him spurt a warm drop of pre-cum into his mother's warm wet slit.

Moaning lustfully as she felt his pre-cum splash against her sensitive inner flesh, Sara bucked and rolled her hips. The young wolf adjusted to the pace his mother set and kept up with her for several minutes. Suddenly, he released the leash letting his mother fall forward as he gripped her hips and pounded his cock into her fiercely. Sara gripped the edge of the sun lounger, panting heavily with shivers of pleasure washing over her. It was a feeling she doubted she'd ever get tired of, the pulses of heat and cold cascading through her body, firing along every nerve making every touch more intense.

Slowing down and adjusting his position, Sam firmly tugged on the butt plug. Sara gasped and suddenly felt like she had been winded as he pulled the glass shaft from her anus with a loud slurp. She drew a deep desperate breath as Sam gazed at the toy curiously for a moment. It was soaked; he guessed she must have covered it in lube as he cast it onto the grass and then spread her butt cheeks wide. Peering into her open anus he could still make out plenty of transparent lube coating her insides and smeared around her open ring. He smiled, knowing it would be easy to take her with no extra effort or risk of hurting her badly. Sara felt empty, the absence of the butt plug that had been inside her for so long made her quiver uncomfortably. She felt sick, but knew it wouldn't last with Sam's ever growing sexual appetite and need for her; the wolfess doubted it would take him very long to fill her need. She wasn't disappointed.

"Want me to fuck your ass?" Sam growled deeply as he pulled out of his mother's slit and stood dominantly behind her. She whimpered in submission and braced herself tightly against the lounger, holding on with all of her remaining strength. With a smile, Sam pressed his tip firmly against her anus and was surprised when he slipped in with so little resistance until his knot pressed against her relaxed muscle. The sudden feeling of pressure on her anus made it contract tightly and Sara gasped in shock at feeling full again so quickly. Sam growled for the second time as his mother's moved and he felt as if her muscles tried to grip and pull his cock off again.

Rocking her hips and trying to relax again so she could fully accommodate her son's large but still developing member. Sara moaned and panted as his cock brushed her inner walls, then squealed in pain and pleasure as his paws spanked her ass again. His paws griped her waist firmly and she felt him speed up, each thrust becoming an attempt to make his knot breech her tailhole. Her tight ring slowly began to yield to the pressure Sam was applying and after a minute of wild thrusting, his knot stretched her anus and he fully embedded his cock in her backside with a loud wet satisfying slurp.

They both growled like wild animals as they got used to the feelings again. Sara may have had a plug inside her for just over an hour, but it couldn't compare to Sam's girth, heat and independent motion. She pushed back firmly against him and squeezed her anus tight as he began firmly bucking into her and digging his claws into her hips. The young wolf howled at the sudden tightness around the base of his shaft and spanked her backside hard in return as he pulled his knot out of her ass then shoved it back in again. Sara let out another scream of pleasure and pain; she wasn't surprised at his sudden heavy handedness and found she enjoyed the rough treatment, though he was starting to go too far. She could feel the painful heat on her butt cheeks and anal ring, but the attention the rest of her body was receiving seemed to ease the pain into pleasure rapidly.

Sam ploughed his mother's ass firmly as he leaned over her and unfastened her latex top. The wolfess was powerless to stop him; her body had taken over and was only responding to Sam's sexual attentions. Reaching around her body, he slowly slid his paws under the cups of the bikini and pulled it away from her, tossing it on the grass. Returning his paws to her breasts, he noticed that they were a little larger than the last time he held them. His mind raced as he wondered if she had become pregnant or if all of their sexual antics had triggered some reaction in her.

Sara let out a soft moan as Sam's paws caressed her breasts. She couldn't explain it but the feeling of his paws on her large soft breasts was comforting to her. Slowly she began to focus on what was happening again rather than letting her body control her. Sitting up and making Sam lean back, she forced his shaft to move in her anus to a higher angle. She squealed as it felt like his cock was penetrating deeper. Sam made a grunt that slowly turned into a deep growl as the wolfess moved, the motions making her inner muscles contract quickly and ripple along his shaft repeatedly.

They both slowed knowing their climax was building. Sara reached back and tenderly ran her paws down Sam's sides and hips as he enjoyed the rectal massage his shaft was receiving from her. He reached out and stroked her hair aside before leaning over her and kissing down her neck, then returned his paws to massaging her breasts.

Sara could feel Sam start to shudder against her. "Baby, do you want to cum in or on me?" She purred softly.

"What do you want?" Sam groaned with exhaustion.

Sara sighed softly as his shaft slid deeply into her back passage. "Cum over my ass and back if you can, Hun."

Sam reluctantly slid his paws to her hips and started thrusting harder and faster. Feeling her body nearing its climax, Sara pulled away and moaned as Sam's knot stretched her anus wide again and then gasped for air as it slipped out with a loud wet slurp followed by a mass of gooey lubricant spilling down her crotch and thighs.

Sam stood astride the sun lounger firmly beat himself off as Sara raised her tail giving him a perfect view of her rear. The young wolf could feel the tension building quickly as his legs began to shudder; he watched in a daze as Sara gripped the lounger while arching her back and tossing her hair from side to side. Suddenly, he felt the rush of his orgasm and the perfect end to a perfect morning. He came hard, several long thick jets of his seed coated his mother's buttocks, back and tail with stray droplets splashing over her crotch, legs and feet. Sara murred loudly as she felt her fur being matted and stayed on all fours for a long moment to enjoy the sensation. The young wolf dropped to his knees then collapsed back onto the grass; he was exhausted and lay staring up at the sky for what seemed like an eternity, wondering about the future.

Sara finally stretched out on the lounger and rested, uncaring about the fact that she was covered in a mix of their sexual juices, lubricant and drool; she would clean herself in due course. Tiredness washed over her, their wild lovemaking and the previous night with Cara had left her drained and desperate for more sleep but she couldn't, not yet. There was so much to tell to Sam, she just hoped he would understand her explanation and reasons for her actions. Her body fell limp as she gazed towards the cabin. Everything felt right, the cabin would be theirs soon; private and secluded, their own love nest where they could explore each other's bodies, minds and souls without fear of intrusion from the outside world.

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Stepping out of the bathroom and wringing the last few droplets of water from her hair, Sara felt relaxed. She was glad to be clean again as she stood by the fire drying herself, twitching as she ran the towel and her paws over areas that were still sensitive. Rubbing her backside tenderly, she was able to trace outlines from where Sam's paws had landed while spanking her. She sighed knowing that he didn't mean to hurt her and that she hadn't complained at the time; she just knew that sitting down would be painful for the rest of the day and it wasn't due to her abused tailhole. After she finished drying she walked to the kitchen to get a drink with just the towel wrapped around her as she brushed her hair.

Sam was upstairs in his former bedroom and sat on the bed as he dressed. Sara had told him to shower first so she could spend more time cleaning her fur. He had offered to help, but didn't force the matter when he saw the expression she made as she rubbed her backside. The young wolf couldn't believe the passion and willingness his mother had to play during their lovemaking. It was a real turn on for him in spite of the amount of post sex clean up. Enjoying the brief time alone in his previous room, he relaxed and gathered his thoughts. A smile crossed his muzzle as he began to think about what his mother had said earlier, about having more from her trip into town. Thoughts about what else she might have picked up flashed through his mind; more outfits, sex toys, DVDs, and more. His curiosity got the better of him; he had to see for himself.

"And where are we off to, lover boy?" Sara giggled, looking up at Sam as he left his room.

"Huh? Oh I was just going out to the truck to..."

"To spoil your surprise for later?" She chuckled softly and approached him as he reached the bottom of the stairs.

Sam instinctively wrapped his arms around his mother's waist and held her close. "Well I did want a peak at what else you got."

"Not a chance." Sara purred seductively and wrapped her arms around his neck as she kissed him. "I want to talk to you first."

Sam's ears perked up. "What about?"

She took his paw and walked him to the couch. Still holding his paw as he sat, she moved a large cushion into the corner of the couch for herself to sit on. "I think you should know about what happened yesterday while I was away." Sam looked concerned but stayed quiet. "When I called you yesterday, I called from a sex shop."

Sam shrugged. "I'm not bothered about that, Mom. Where else would you have got all this stuff?" He said pointing to her outfit that lay on a chair waiting to be cleaned.

"I knew you wouldn't be, but there's more." She said softly. "The owner was about to close when I arrived and asked to use the phone. After I called you I realised what the place was and the owner and I got talking."

Sam was intrigued and tilted his head to the side. "What did you talk about?"

"Just about everything, her name's Cara, she's quite direct when she talks but she's really sweet." Sara curled up on her cushion, wrapping her tail around her legs. "After she told me I could stay at her apartment, we both started trying on some of the outfits in the store." As she watched Sam, she could tell by his relaxed expression that he hadn't figured out where the conversation was going. "We had a lot of fun together then we went to her place. We had dinner and kept talking late into the evening. Eventually we started talking about our kinks and things we liked to do. She asked me if I'd ever used toys. I said no and she got some for me to try." Sara saw that Sam's expression cange and knew he was slowly taking the hint. She knew he was bright and intelligent, but he still had a lot of naivety to overcome. "I thought she was going to let me use them by myself at first, but I quickly understood what she wanted." She said dipping her head and ears. Sam watched her carefully, knowing something had happened, but didn't want to hear it. "Sam, we slept together." She said trembling. "Sweetie, she did thi..."

"Stop!" The young wolf snapped and released her paw. He took a deep breath as he registered that his mother had slept with another female. Disappointment flooded his thoughts; the fact she had slept with another female didn't bother him, it bothered him that it wasn't Tanya or someone he knew and might have trusted. Something else gnawed at the back of his mind as he became aware that there was more to the situation. He sighed heavily as he controlled his emotions and felt his relief steadily rise, glad that she was honest enough to tell him. Deep inside he knew he'd forgive her for what she'd done. Looking up, he smiled before taking her still outstretched paw and squeezed it gently. "Go on, Mom, it's okay."

Sara smiled reassuringly and nodded. "I think you can guess that things got heated and personal between us." A look of worry crossed Sam's face. "No, no, not like that. I have my mate and I won't leave you for anyone, I promise you that with all my heart." She said gaining control again before Sam could think the worst, then waited for him to relax before continuing. "Well after a while we started talking again, but about our darkest sexual secrets." Sam's ears jumped to alert in spite of his mother's soft tone. "I told her about us..."

The whole world suddenly seemed to fall apart around Sam and the worst things he could imagine about their relationship being discovered flashed through his mind; in that moment his face became awash with panic and fear. Standing up sharply, he wandered around the room holding his ears against his head, unable to hear his mother finish what she was saying.

Sara got up and tried to calm him down, finally standing in front of him and taking his paws in her own. "Sam, its okay, nothing bad is gonna happen to us."

Sam glared at her and barked loudly. "You can't prove that! You stupid bitch, what did you tell her for?"

Her patients snapped. There was a blur of movement and a loud crack, then Sam found himself suddenly looking at the wall to his right when he had been looking at his mother. He felt stinging warmth on his cheek and muzzle. "Don't you ever talk to me like that again!" Sara snarled fiercely.

Sam was stunned and wasn't quite sure what had happened. He knew he had been slapped but the stinging sensation on his face was getting worse. His muzzle twitched at the painful sensation and opened up several small cuts.

Sara stepped back and gasped in shock "Oh my... Baby, I'm sorry I didn't mean to hit you."

Sam stepped away and looked his mother in the eyes for a long moment before turning away and quietly walking upstairs to his former room and locked the door.

Sara stood shaking, disgusted at what she had done. Holding her paws over her muzzle in disbelief, she gingerly walked towards his room and knocked on the door. "Sam, I'm sorry. I didn't think, I just... I... I... I'm sorry...." She stayed at his door for half an hour, begging for forgiveness, but Sam remained silent. Slowly moving back to the couch, Sara wept knowing how stupid she had been to lash out in such a fashion.

* * *

Sam had been lying on his bed for over an hour. He had nursed the scratches by using a small first aid kit from on top of the wardrobe in his room. Disbelief still clouded his mind; his own mother had told the secret they had promised to keep to themselves and he didn't know what to do. He still loved his mother as deeply as he could, but everything was suddenly more complicated with an element at play that they couldn't control.

Listening to the muffled sounds of his mother's weeping and cries for forgiveness, he knew he would forgive her for striking him. It was his callous words that made her lash out and that was his fault. He should have thought before he spoke, but it didn't forgive the betrayal of their secret. The need for answers steadily filled his mind, but he turned away from the door and gazed out of the window, wanting more time to think.

* * *

It had been three hours since Sara had slapped Sam and accidentally cut him with her claws. She felt terrible; tears still trickled from her eyes every now and then as she tried to do chores around the cabin between long moments of feeling disgraced and asking him to come out of his room or begging for forgiveness.

In the time since their heated exchange, Sara had fully dressed. Walking around the cabin naked had suddenly made her feel uncomfortable in her current situation. As the wolfess packed away the groceries for the rest of the trip, she feared what she had done might threaten to pull their relationship apart. She was so heavily wrapped up in her worries that she never heard Sam's bedroom door open.

He walked quietly down the stairs and across the room to his mother. "Mom..."

Sara jumped and spun around. "Sam! Are... Are you okay?" She asked trembling in fear.

"Mom, can you answer me one thing, please?"

"Anything." She said nervously.

Sam sighed heavily. "Why did you tell her, Mom?"

"I... I only told her because she told me that she used to sleep with her father and brother." She folded her arms close to her tummy and gripped her sides. "I asked her first, I never thought she'd tell me something that personal, but we became close friends that afternoon. If she hadn't told me about her own incestuous relationships I'd never had mentioned us." A silence fell between the two wolves and Sara suddenly felt very cold and alone.

Sam thought about what she said and looked deep into her eyes. "Really?" Sara nodded slowly then dipped her head feeling sorry for herself. She froze with surprise when she felt Sam's arms wrap around her and pull her into his warm embrace. "I wish you'd called and talked to me before telling her."

She wrapped her arms around him and held him tight. "I'm sorry, Baby. I'm so, so sorry."

"Shhhh, its okay, Mom. It's done now." He whispered in her ear and soothingly rubbed her back.

"Not just that, I hurt you and I..."

Sam placed a finger over the end of her muzzle. "It's alright, I deserved that. I shouldn't have called you something so hurtful, you had every right to lash out. I'm the one who's sorry for over reacting and hurting your feelings."

Sara gazed deep into his eyes and smiled for the first time in hours then kissed him softly and gently stroked the fur on his cheeks. "You know I'd never give you up or willingly betray you, Sweetheart?"

Sam nodded and lifted her in his arms, cuddling her lovingly before setting her back on her feet. "So, when can I meet this, Cara then?"

Sara burst into tears and laughed softly, trying to dry her eyes as she spoke. "She asked the same thing about you."

Sam held his mother tight in his arms. "Have a seat, Mom. I'll make us a late dinner."

Sara hugged him tight and licked his ear tenderly. "I love you." She whispered before stepping away.

Sam gently patted her backside as she moved away making her squeak. Sara quickly turned around and covered her backside with her paws. "Hey, about your spanking paws by the way!" She said with a stern glance that was quickly replaced with growing smile and loving glint in her eyes.

Sam looked guilty and tried to smile innocently. "Sorry, I got carried away."

"Indeed." Sara grinned and slowly approached her son again, kissing his cheek as she passed by. She knew ironing bumps out in their relationship would never be easy, but was glad they had come through the first test relatively unscathed, with the wounds of words healing quickly. As she left his side to fix herself a drink, Sara wondered what the next test might be.