The first notion I had of Patrick's arrival was the sound of a snowmobile.
It was afternoon on the fourth day without power - stranded by six feet of snow in our cabin up on Washington's Mt. Rainer. Not that I'd minded. We had plenty of wood for heat, a small generator for lights, and food to fix using our gas stove.
I also didn't mind because of the incredible sexual adventure I'd started. First, I snow-skied to Bill Watson's house. His son, Patrick, reminded of my brother, Simon, with whom I'd had a sexual relationship some twenty years earlier. We were attracted to one another, and I ended up swallowing a mouthful of cum after giving him a blow job. He, in turn, fingered me to a wonderful orgasm at the kitchen table!
Bill lent us some fuel for our generator before Patrick returned me to our cabin after that very hot night. Patrick had hoped to come over and get his dick in my pussy - and I was hoping for the same thing!
The other reason the isolation had turned fun was that my kids were having a threesome when I arrived! Jeff, 23, is extremely handsome and athletic and has a huge dick. My twin girls, both 18, were sucking his cock and being fingered in their pussies. Chloe and Casey have light brown hair, big breasts, and were shaved - as was Jeff!
I shocked the kids by not getting mad. I confessed my own incestuous relationship with Simon and told them to just be careful who they told. Later that night, I confessed to Jeff that I'd always fantasized about Simon fucking me - and he agreed to fulfill that fantasy. It was an amazing experience, cumming with my son's dick buried deep in my pussy.
Chloe and Casey were watching us and soon joined in. We had a wonderful night of orgasms and a morning of them shaving my pussy in the shower and then fucking me again!
When I heard the snowmobile, my kids and I were cuddling on the couch. There may have been a little pussy and breast rubbing and cock sucking going on, but we re-arranged ourselves quickly and looked very presentable.
I stepped out on the porch and saw Patrick pull up, loaded down with supplies.
"As promised," Patrick said as he dismounted the snowmobile. "I'm here bearing gifts!"
"Thanks so much!" I said, stepping down the porch steps.
We kissed and I pushed my tongue into his mouth.
"Well, that's what I call a greeting!" he said.
"Only the beginning!" I said.
"So, your kids are okay with us, um, being together?" Patrick said, handing me a bag of food.
"They are!" I said.
"Hey, Pat!" Jeff said, coming out the door.
"Hey, Jeff," Patrick said, handing Jeff another bag.
"I brought some more fuel for your generator too," Patrick said. "Looks like it's going to be a few days before they get the power going."
"Well, we haven't really noticed it," Jeff said, going back up the steps with the fuel and a bag of food.
Once inside, I noticed Chloe and Casey at the bottom of the stairs, staring at Patrick.
"It's been a minute!" Patrick said to the twins. "You guys have really grown up since the last time I saw you!"
"Glad you noticed!" Casey said, coyly.
I started to wonder if I was going to have some competition for this young man's affections.
Patrick helped us unpack and the girls and I started dinner. Patrick and Jeff seemed to wander into the living room where they caught up on whatever boys catch up on.
"He's so cute!" Casey said to me in the kitchen.
"You don't think he's too young for me?" I said, a little uncertain.
"Not if you're into each other," Casey said, putting a hand on my arm. "But if you ever want to share him..."
"Oh, Casey!" I said out loud, though in my head I did start to wonder.
Dinner was great. We ate at our large dining room table and talked about the snowstorm, work, fun, and Patrick's plan for post-college. I opened some bottles of wine and poured freely.
Later, we sat by the fire, listening to it crackle and enjoying the warmth.
My kids started yawning and headed off to bed. I wondered if any bedroom sharing might be about to happen. I didn't worry about it, as long as they were quiet. Patrick at the time knew nothing about the fact that my kids were fucking each other.
"Thanks for dinner," Patrick said, taking my hand as we sat on the couch.
"You're welcome," I said. "I was thinking maybe it was time for dessert."
I smiled slyly and leaned over, tilting my head slightly. Patrick came in and our lips and tongues met. I grabbed the back of his head and really shoved my tongue deep into his mouth.
"What about your kids?" Patrick asked after we broke off.
"They know and don't mind," I said, running my hand through Patrick's brown, wavy hair. "I haven't been able to get our last time together out of my mind."
"Me either!" Patrick said, stroking my arm, then letting his hand brush against a nipple.
"Ooh!" I said. "Maybe dessert should be served up in my bedroom!"
We stood and made our way upstairs. I noticed all the bedroom doors were closed as the light from the candle I carried cast a dim glow down the hall.
We entered my room, and I used the candle to light others. Soon the entire space was filled with a warm light that flickered with the candle flames.
We stood at the foot of my large bed. My heart raced as I thought of what was about to happen.
Patrick pulled me into an embrace, holding my ass in his hands and grinding me against him. I felt the bulge of his cock swell. It sent pleasure to my dampening pussy.
"Why don't you undress me," I said, stepping back. "Start by unbuttoning my blouse."
Patrick's fingers began working.
"I wore a special bra, just for you," I said. "See, it doesn't hide my nipples very much. I wanted you to see them before you sucked on them!"
Shirt off, I pulled on Patrick's t-shirt. He lifted his arms and helped me get it the rest of the way off.
"I love your chest," I said. "So muscular, and your nipples are so small and dark. I want to taste them!"
I leaned in and took a small bud in my mouth, sucking in.
"Wow!" Patrick said. "No one's ever done that before to me. Feels good!"
"Now your turn," I said, reaching behind and unclasping my bra, letting it fall to the floor.
I held out a breast to Patrick's mouth.
"So big!" he said, leaning over and flicking his tongue out to touch my nipple.
"Now you get to see them all the way!" I said. "Oh yes, please lick my tits, suck on them - ooh - yes, like that. Suck in harder. Fuck, that feels good. Now squeeze my other nipple. Oh shit! Keep sucking. Fuck, I'm getting so turned on!"
I reached over and began kneading Patrick's cock. It was growing quite large. I undid the button of his pants and unzipped them. Patrick let the pants fall and he stepped out of them.
I bent down and stroked his dick through the fabric of his underwear. As I pulled them down, his cock sprang out and stood straight out from his body.
