My head feels like it is going to explode.
Calmly think, stop overthinking things you can’t do, and go to bed.
Finally, I got a good night’s sleep, my mind shut down, and I slept peacefully.
“Mommmm” cried Timmy,
Crap, What now? I rolled over and looked at the tent pole in Timmy’s underwear; Christ, not now, I thought.
“Timmy, go out and go fucking Pee!” I yell as I turn over and pull the covers over my head.
I heard the canopy open, and I didn’t hear anything for a while; sleep took me again, then I heard a little sniffling coming from outside. I am not sure if I’m dreaming or its reality, I open my eyes, and wow, I had gone back to sleep for 2 hours. What a great sleep.
I again hear sniffles from outside. I get up on my elbow and look out the canopy window, and Timmy is standing outside with his tent pole flying in the wind Shit Shit Shit Fuck I’m such a bitch. I grab my clothes and throw them on and climb out to help. “Timmy, Couldn’t you go pee?”
“No, Mom, it won’t let me when it’s hard,”
“I’m soooo sorry. I should not have gone back to sleep before I checked on you, and you should have woken me up.”
“I’m sorry!” Timmy said with tears in his eyes.
“No, Timmy, it’s not your fault. It’s mine. I’m sorry, I will help you from now on.” The second I said the words, I knew my mouth was writing a cheque that only my Pussy could cash.
The blisters on the shaft were gone, but it was still sore, so he got a short-stroke blowjob from me to solve the hard-on problem. As my mouth was sore as hell, I saw him peeing in our pee pit we had carved in the snow; wow, he had been peeing for a long time. Ok, I can’t do that to him anymore. I will have to teach him what to do to get me wet and ready because we don’t have any lube, and I can’t blow him 3 times a day.
“Ok, Timmy, tomorrow morning, we will wake up early and try to hike up to the top of the mountain to get cell reception. Today we need to think about how to trap some food to eat; there are loads of squirrels, but how would we catch them?”
Timmy set up a few nuts on a leaf in the snow and put our Laundry basket over the top with a little stick holding it up. I thought it simple. A bit childish, but Timmy waited patiently. The squirrels ran around until one of them noticed the nuts and crawled down to the trap. All I heard was Timmy screaming and running towards the trap, he sat on the basket, forcing it into the snow, and I wondered what is he doing. But after a few minutes, he got up, lifted the basket up, and there were 2 fat squirrels flat against the snow. He picked them up and smiled at me; I thought, ok, you are now our hunter for food.
We hiked up the mountain, but the snow was so deep it was slow going; when we got in the clear to the east, I prayed for a cell signal or even one bar of reception. Not a bar, not anything, no reception whatsoever. The snow is way too deep to walk out. We are stuck until someone finds us. I trudged back down the mountain, trying to stay positive.
Timmy didn’t get a hard-on until bedtime, but it was big.
My mouth was sore, and I couldn’t take another blow job, so here goes nothing, I thought.
Timmy responded to my instructions quite well, but he was very slow at licking my clit and pussy. I was getting frustrated when I finally grabbed his head and Screamed, “EAT MY CUNT TIMMY!” I mashed his face into my pussy, and he held on for dear life,
I got wetter the more I screamed and mashed his face. I’m a monster, but I couldn’t get off any other way.
I pulled his hair and face fucked him for all I was worth; I felt it building in my chest. My orgasm crawled down my body like a lizard, slowly growing as I had never felt before. My stomach turned inside out, and my toes curled until I couldn’t feel them anymore. Finally, this black wave of thunder racked my entire body, my back arched until I thought it would break, my legs crushed Timmy’s head, and I felt lightning strikes shooting through my brain. I bucked like I was being shocked to death and clasped on the crappy plywood bed; I couldn’t move or talk or see; my heart was beating in my ears, I was crying,
Why the fuck am I Crying.
“MOM, Mary, are you alright?” Timmy was shaking me. I looked at him threw tears.
“Yes, I’m Alright,” I said as he crawled up and put his head on my chest, and hugged me tightly.
“I love you, I love you, don’t die,” Timmy told me again and again.
All I could think of to say was, “I know Timmy, I know you love me, and I’m not gonna die.”
We stayed like that for 10 minutes before I remembered why we were doing this. I reached down to a big hard wooden cock that was probably hurting. I explained what Timmy was to do to have sex with me. I guided him into me, but I was tiny; he tried and tried, but he couldn’t get in, I placed a finger in me for the first time in years, and it felt great, but I was tight even for my own finger. I slowly worked in and out, and it started feeling really good. I told Timmy I have to make the hole bigger for you, and just wait a few minutes, please. I tried to stick 2 fingers in, but my pussy was TIGHT.
“Timmy put one finger in and slowly moved it in and out. Wait, wet your finger first.”
He did a great job, and before I knew it, I could feel a wave coming, slowly rising up. I yelled, “Faster, Timmy, Faster,” as liquid flew out of me and soaked Timmy. I bucked and groaned and crashed into a fiery heap of spent flesh. Oh my god, what the fuck was that. I have just had the 2 biggest orgasms of my life, and yet they were so different from each other.
Timmy raised himself up and laid down beside me, fuck he still had a raging hard-on; my mouth was still sore.
“Timmy, lay on your back,” I crawled on top of him, putting my head right to his. I spread my legs and straddled his body.
My face was an inch from his face, so I reached down and kissed him. Timmy put his lips out like a fish and touched me back. I laughed at his innocence. Tears filled my eyes as I thought about what I was about to do because tomorrow, he would not be an innocent again.
Tears ran down my cheeks as I lowered myself towards his cock. Holy Cow, he’s fucking huge. My tight pussy was not wanting to let this monster cock inside, Timmy is only 7 inches long, but he is a fat cocked boy just the size of a can of Coke. I screamed when the head was just in my canal, fuck it hurt. God, he was splitting me in two.
Breath, I thought to myself; my tears were no longer concerned about his innocence but for my pussy that was about to be split in half.
I relaxed a little and slid down a bit; I could feel my pussy strangling his cock to death; it took me 5 minutes to slowly slide down his shaft until he was finally in, breath I thought again. I slowly raised off his cock, but wow, it was tight. I went back to the bottom and stayed there.
Shit, how am I going to do this without ripping my pussy up? I arched my back and rolled my hips, and I moved up and down only slightly; Timmy groaned under me. Ok, pay attention to Timmy. He’s the one that needs this, not me; come on, Mary, you selfish bitch I said to myself. I gritted my teeth and started moving my ass up and down in a small twerking motion; Timmy groaned. I kept this up for a few minutes and asked.
“How are you doing, Tim?”
Oh my god, did I just call him Tim? Noooo, as emotions washed over me, I felt a burning in my feet. What the hell is that? Are my feet on fire? It moved up my legs slowly. I could feel the heat starting to burn my crotch. HOLY FUCK, I closed my eyes. I began to buck like a bucking bronco; my mind snapped into another dimension.
I was vibrating on an electric current. I was still convulsing when this massive pressure in my pussy roared. I felt Timmy spit his hot seed into my burning bush. I could feel it throb out its hot milk with every pulse of Timmie’s orgasm. My husband’s small slim penis never felt like this.
I could feel my body burning with a new type of fire I knew could never be put out. My body will demand this new burning desire. I knew that my quiet life, my humble, simple non-complicated carefree sexless life, was gone. I have now been to the volcano summit and swallowed its fire.
As I looked down, Tim was clenching his teeth. His eyes were closed, and his neck was stretched. His jaw was jutted out at a weird angle.
His lips were blue, and his face was Red. I thought he had a heart attack for a second, but a big smile was plastered across his face. I knew he was just like me, Riding the fire and the lightning bolts from a magnificent orgasm.
I lay on top of Tim for 15 minutes, his pulse I could feel thumping out of his cock. It was amazing, bump bump bump on the walls of my Pussy. I didn’t want to move. I just wanted this to last forever.
I rolled over and felt the pluck of Tim’s cock pull from my pussy. It all came back, the fire, the electricity, the memories of the mountain top. My life will never be the same, and neither will Tim’s. I have discovered multiple orgasms, and there’s no going back to celibacy.
“Good morning, Mary; it’s time to head up the mountain,”
“No, Timmy, I’m tired and sore,”
“My name is not Timmy Mary; my Name is Tim.”
I laughed “ok, ok, I’m Sorry, TIM, I’m not going anywhere today.
Wake me up at noon.”
Her eyes opened wide, and she shot up out of bed, “Tim, did you go pee.”
“Yes, Mary, I went pee, and no, it’s not a tent pole right now.”
Smiling, I went back to sleep and didn’t wake up until 1 pm.
Wow, my pussy hurts. It’s like it’s been stretched out of shape and is trying to get back to normal. Tim had 4 more squirrels caught, and he skinned them up for Lunch or Dinner. Fuck I didn’t even know what time it was.
They tasted like crap, but I told Tim they would keep us alive if we needed them.
I was sitting by the little fire pit we made from the spare tire and rim, in my Mexican beach chairs, Surrounded by 4 feet of snow lost in the mountains, and I thought, what a great day. Tim and I are survivors; we have water, food, and shelter; we will not die on this cold fucking mountain, but I know it’s only December. We could be here until March.