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Weekend with Mom: The Arrival

I am from a small farming village in Pakistan, Sahiwal area. This event took place when I was 20, after me and mom moved to Canada to be with dad who had originally come to Canada to study Agriculture and farming. None of the characters will be named as I wish not to expose myself or the people involved. Please enjoy, thank you!

This was almost at the end of my second year and I didn't go home for holidays. I received a call from my dad telling me that mom was coming over for the weekend because he was heading out of town again and she did not want to be alone. One of my classmates told me that there was a girl in my dorm telling everyone that she was my girlfriend, and apparently she was dressed hot. I walked to my dorm and there were a bunch of guys and a couple of girls looking inside, I peaked in and my jaw dropped. Mom was wearing a skin tight top and very tight skirt, it reached her knees.

She saw me and came right at me with her arms wide open, with her massive tits bouncing as she rushed at me. She wears a burka all the time so this was beyond a shock, she came close to me and held me in a embrace as tightly as she could kissing my face she said: Baby.... I missed you so much, I reached out to your dad, he told me you were not coming home so I thought I'd surprise you here. Every boy present wanted to introduce himself, I also found out that day about this girl who had a crush on me. Regardless, we had a verbal fight, I had to kick everyone out, and for the first time in my life I actually raised my voice to my mother. She was telling everyone she was my girlfriend and all, which made no sense. I left the room in a bit of anger and when I came back she was gone and there was a note with only four words on it, it read: sorry to bother you.Weekend with Mom: The Arrival фото

I came out and asked a couple of people about her and was told that she was heading to the train station, it was not very far, I got there in like 3 minutes or something. She was sitting in the waiting area, I could tell she had tears rolling off her cheeks. I saw a couple of my classmates there so I had to talk to her in a very hushed tone. She did not want to talk to me, I mean, she has always showered me with love, so, I could understand why she would be upset at how I reacted. We had another heated exchange about how I was an adult and she did not treat me like one, it looked like it hit her like a bag of bricks.

Tears were still rolling down her cheeks but she was shocked, I told her I could not take her to the dorm and get in trouble with anyone, so I got a hotel for the weekend. She was quiet the whole time, I tried talking to her but there was nothing, I apologized like there was no tomorrow. She just looked at me with those hazel eyes and said: I am so sorry, you feel that way. You are my son, you are my man, before I leave here, I promise to treat you like an adult. It felt weird hearing that. Also because as she said it, there was something in her voice that I did not pick up on, but it made me feel a little uneasy. There was one bed in the room, so I set up my bed on the floor so she could rest easily without interruptions, but she told me that the bed was big enough for the both of us. I got that weird feeling again but got in the bed with her, she was at my back so she moved closer to me and cuddled with me until I fell asleep.

I however woke up to this amazing feeling like something wet was on my dick, I looked around in dim light and mom was sitting beside me naked and was stroking my dick. Her massive tits would sway with every move, I gasped, I thought it was a dream, so I just said: mom??? Hearing my voice she simply leaned in and planted a kiss on my mouth, while kissing me she got on top of me and guided my dick inside her. I tried breaking the kiss multiple times but failed each time, she would simply grab my hands and push them away or just pin me down, I was in such a position that I couldn't even fight back.

When she finally broke the kiss she started bouncing on my dick, but every time I would try to speak she would lock me in a kiss while looking me in the eye. This went on for a good 20 minutes, half an hour maybe, I lost track of time, finally I proclaim that I was about to explode. She sat up straight, maintaining eye contact with me and she started moving her hips back and forth like crazy, both of us were completely out of breath and despite it being cold outside, both of us were covered in sweat. I then grabbed her by the waist, which surprised her and started humping into her pussy the best I could in that position, then I reached up and grabbed both her shoulders pushing her down on my dick and I yelled: I am cumming mom, I am cumming.... She closed her eyes, her head fell backwards and she slowly started to move her hips in circular motion, she was out of breath, her sweat was running down her tits and stomach.

She finally fell on my chest and laid there, both of us were recovering our energy, I was trying to figure out what the fuck just happened or why or how? So I broke my silence and said: Mom... what... what the??? She raised her head just a couple of centimeters away from my face, looked me in the eye and without saying anything she invaded my mouth with her tongue again. I tried to push her back but this time she was a little more vicious in her response, as she pushed my hands aside, in a very hushed but sharp and commanding tone she said: Stop doing that... stop fighting me. You are my son, you are my man.

I rested my hands to the side and again persisted in asking why, to which she smiled, kissed me again and said: You told me this morning that I need to treat you like an adult, THIS is what adults do when they are trying to make up after a fight. She brushed her lips against my lips, smiled and said: We had our very first fight ever, which made me realize it needed to happen. Shocked at her response, I just stared at her and said: Mom... What happens when dad finds out??? She chuckled, raised her upper body up a bit, kind of like trying to readjust her tits on my chest, came back down, kissed me again and said: Oh my love... he knows... I told him what happened, I told him that I was going to... make you mine... properly. You are my man, I have been telling you that since you were little.

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