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-The morning after "An Enjoyable Evening"-

A bird chirping through the window made Nate scrunch his face in annoyance.

'Not time for school.' Moving his hand over an adjacent body made him break into a grin, a reminder that there wouldn't be any rush to catch the school bus during the early morning. Nate took a deep breath and exhaled quietly, opening his eyes, face to face with his mom's white furred breast, nose deeply imbedded within the fine fur able to feel the warm heat radiating from her skin. He stared at the round half globe, fascinated by its soft shape. Nate stuck his tongue out feeling the firm mass bend and move back, with a slight jiggle, as he traced a long furrowing line of ruffled fur. Stopping, he looked up to find her still asleep breathing slowly and tranquilly. Emboldened, he slowly got up on all fours, careful not to move the bed, keeping his eyes locked with the stiffening nub atop the firm mass. Leaning forward, he took a a few quick licks making it diamond hard in seconds. With one last look at his mom, who mumbled out something unconsciously, he wrapped his lips around the teat, slowly and carefully suckling in longer drawn out movements to not wake her. A light trickle turned into a steady flow as Nate satisfied his belly's hunger, gulping down each mouthful of the sweet substance.

Content with a small morning snack, he unlatched savoring the taste left behind. It reminded him of creamy vanilla, although it was more bland in taste. The bird outside chirping distracting him again at the window. He looked out at the pane of glass giving a beautiful pre-dawn scene of the world around. Nate looked beyond the window, a grey dark sky somewhere between night and sunrise greeted him. With a cloud moving, the golden rays of sunshine poured through the pane weakly, only beginning to light up the room and outside in a story book like setting. Staring out into the neighborhood, thinking of what they could do for the day, his nose began to twitch. That familiar scent reached him again, teasing his senses. He looked at her body still hidden beneath the blanket, then back at her head sleeping soundly. Even if she woke up, 'I'll still be making her happy,' Nate thought to himself. Peeling open the covers just below the curvature of her breasts, Nate looked under feeling the heat waft over him. Stealthily crawling under the covers, the smell grew more concentrated with each move he made closer.

Keeping the blankets over top of him, he carefully crawled to her hips then turned around sitting back on his knees. His eyes were fixed on the pink folds before him, noticing the fine fur surrounding them. Nate was curious about it, all he knew was that she called it her slit, and soothing it gave her a lot of pleasure and made her happy. With a nervous hand, he traced the fine hairs around her outer labia only applying light pressure. Her legs unconsciously moved apart slightly as he teased her opening, not quite pushing past it with smooth fingers. As soon as her legs spread wide enough, revealing herself fully to him, Nate carefully moved over sitting in between her knees. A thin trickle of fluid was running along the middle, something he couldn't pass up. With the strong scent enticing him further, Nate bent down so that his nose was just barely out of reach. Breathing in her beautiful aroma made him giggle quietly giving his insides a warm tingly feeling. With a long drawn out motion, he licked her labia once, pausing after he finished, expecting her to wake up. Again silence ensued and he started lapping away unabated, collecting as much of the tasty nectar on the outside as possible.

The fleshy pink lips closely lined with fur puffed outwards barely, charitably leaking more for him. He busied himself cleaning with his delicate tongue, until the outside was thoroughly worked. He slowed, gently probing a little deeper trying to feel out the strange slick walls for more. Backing out entirely, he readied himself adjusting more comfortably. Nate plunged his tongue into her wet passage, poking and prodding the canal with his tongue. Tracing over every length of her rippling muscles, Nate heard her groan something in her sleep, but continued with only the thought of pleasing her. The walls were all coated and oozing the tasty treat that he couldn't seem to get enough of. The taste may not have been quite as filling as her milk, but the sweeter tanginess was very palatable. His nose grazed something that made her body jump around him. Pulling back a moment, he licked up feeling her engorged clit demanding attention. Using a quick soft rhythm, his tongue teased her love button into giving up more of her tasty juices allowing Nate a good pattern to alternate between.

Licking along her walls again, he wondered where the liquid came from and why it was there in the first place, but with a shrug his mouth continued happily. He thought it was funny when her body seemed move in time with his tongue, almost in a bucking motion except it was more relaxed like a rocking chair. Only a little while of his ministrations, her legs tensed up bracing for something. Her knees clamped onto his neck holding him down. Muscular walls convulsed around him, trying to grip his tongue into a vice as a torrent of fluid gushed down, making Nate pause for a moment. Her legs relaxed after a few more seconds, and he quickly returned to lapping along her meaty walls, collecting the fruits of his labor quietly humming a small tune.

Karen's eyes fluttered open, mouth panting, her body hot down under the covers. Hearing a steady lapping noise, as well as feeling it, she felt another moan escape her lips. Looking down she spotted a large lump under the blanket below. Pulling the sheets off, Nate was revealed to be eating her out with an innocent smile of satisfaction, no clear sign of stopping. She broke into a howl, his toungue returning to her sensitive clit drawing forth more to clean up from her passageway. Karen was left in a roller coaster of passion and pleasure with that wonderful tongue of his in her snatch.

"Ugh... don't stop," she half moaned half spoke to him, pushing her mound against his soaked muzzle. Nate heeded the command, not disappointing her lust. Each swipe his flexible smooth appendage along the crevices her canal heightened the sensations that were being experienced, making her body itch for more. He closed his lips over her already engorged clit and tenderly began suckling, careful not to bite. Clenching her eyes shut, another euphoric wave swept over her, howling to the ceiling. Time didn't seem to exist to her as he continued, even to the point of trying to clamp down her muzzle from howling with her hands. He brought her to no less than three powerful climaxes, and countless mini ones. Nate did pull out eventually, his mouth tired from the work he put it through. His mom was left sweating in a daze, yet not a single drop had landed on the sheets. After floating on pleasure for some time, she returned her gaze to the innocent raccoon that pleased her so much. He was sitting back a little worn out himself, bushy tail lifelessly laid out across her leg. Nate was only happy that his mom was happy and smiled contently.

Karen bent reaching and pulled Nate up from between her legs, letting him lay on top, bringing him in for a deserving hug. "You are such a momma's boy," she murmured, smelling her heavy musky scent on his wet chin.

Nate giggled and hugged her back, "I love you mom." She felt a small sense of pride, dulled from her recent pleasure ride, that many others would view as twisted in many ways, but she loved him more than anything the world had to offer.

"I think I'll have to repay you for making me so happy," Karen panted out, eyes half open glazed over in ecstasy. 'In more ways than one,' she thought to herself. "But first, we should have some breakfast," she added waiting a while to get up from her lingering afterglow. Licking his lips, Nate jumped off her and tugged on her arm excited for what he hoped to be pancakes. She got up, crackling a few joints along the way and followed him out the bedroom. Both made their way to the stairs, Karen walking slower than Nate with wobbly legs. She caught up with him in the kitchen, seeing he was eager to help out, practically bouncing around the area. She couldn't help but chuckle, his face was still coated with her juices carrying a heavy scent. "Go wash up before you help me," she said shooing him from the cabinets.

"Kay!" he dashed to the bathroom to wash up without a complaint. Rinsing off his muzzle and hands, Nate looked at the spiky wet fur. He couldn't help but chuckle seeing how funny he looked. Grabbing a hand towel, he dried off his hands then muzzle thoroughly before throwing the towel aside. Traveling towards the kitchen, a heavenly smell assaulted him. 'How does she cook that fast?' he thought tasting the fragrance with his nose. Walking in, he found his mom sliding a waffle into a plate before setting it on the table next to a small bottle of syrup. Pancakes, waffles, was there really any difference? He went over and seated himself while she came back over laying down silverware for him. "Thank you mom," he happily said picking up a fork.

She bent down and kissed the top of his head, "Only the best for you." Nate was transfixed seeing her chest merely inches from his face. He dropped his utensil with a loud clattering noise on the table, cheeks blushing, looking at the fork below his open hand. His mom chuckled and moved back picking the fork up for him, holding it out. "I think you dropped this." Nate closed his gaping jaw and grasped it firmly before returning a meager Sorry. Her small grin increased as her eyes twinkled with ideas. "It's alright," she said turning around to the stove, tail swishing behind her, "you can look to your heart's content." Speaking of hearts, Nate could feel his fluttering quickly averting his gaze back to his plate, refocusing altogether. Liberally applying the syrup, he started eating as his mom prepared one for herself. Taking a seat, she joined him, only to giggle watching the hungry raccoon scoff his food. It didn't take long for either to finish, each sitting back satisfied from the meal. "I think I outdid myself," she commended herself, noticing Nate stand up from the table. He reached over and collected her plate and stacked it onto. Nate took both dirty dishes to the sink to be rinsed off.

"What a gentleman," she cooed to him getting up from her seat. He boasted a big smile turning on the water starting to scrub. "Come back to the bedroom when you're finished," she called heading up the stairs.

"I will!" he called back to her. After stowing away the cleaned items into the dishwasher, Nate headed back upstairs to where his mom would be. He walked back into the bedroom seeing her sitting up at the head of the bed watching the tv on the dresser at the other end, propped up with a few pillows, accompanied by a trash bin mysteriously resting between her feet. His mom patted her lap invitingly smiling at him as he approached unknowingly. He couldn't help but sheepishly grin seeing her nude figure, even though it was becoming more of a common occurrence. Nate climbed onto the bed and sat in his mom's lap ignoring the bin situated between her footpaws.

"Want to watch anything special?" she asked smoothing the fur on his shoulder.

"No, I don't mind." Nate got comfortable watching a couple of minutes about what might have been a cooking show. He giggled occasionally as she rubbed his belly scratching lightly to interrupt his train of thought. Time passed, and Karen noticed he was ready to get up, fidgeting in his seat taking a couple of glances towards the hallway. Adjusting quickly, she spread her legs letting him sink onto the bed itself. She folded her legs over his, keeping his spread out wide for easy access, anchored down. Nate squirmed for a moment realizing he was stuck. "Mom, I want to get up," he wailed watching her hand creep down his unprotected belly.

"But sweetie," she cooed into his ear, tickling the sensitive hairs, "I want to please you." Nate probably could've figured out then and there what seduction meant if he found the word in a sentence, letting out a silent gasp feeling her fingertips brush against his sheath. His mom's voice sounded so smooth and reassuring with that extra hint of something else. Relaxing somewhat, Nate eased back as she began fondling him to awaken his covered organ. It didn't take long for her manipulations to have effect on Nate, his stiffening organ escaping the protective sheath, slowly being pumped along the way. With a sigh, he leaned back against his mom's warm body squirming occasionally as her luscious pads produced wonderful friction on his length. The now leaking pre helped act as a lubricant allowing her hand to glide skillfully across, quickly working him up. His heat rate sped up to provide the necessary blood flow. He stopped moving his shoulders feeling two weights rest gently on top of them. Karen picked up on this, smiling, seeing him shudder quickly. "You always seem to be staring at mommy's breasts ever since I showed them to you," she said in a mock baby voice, scrunching her shoulders a little together leaning forward slightly.

Nate felt the masses press lightly to his cheeks, his peripherals noticing white fur capped with black tops encroaching. His heart seemed to rise as she rubbed over a sensitive spot, causing him to groan.

"M-mom, it feels... funny again," he said trying to move away from her grasp without avail. A broader smile grew across her lips as she reached for the bin situated below.

"That's good sweetie, just let it all out for mommy," She told him. A prolonged groan escaped as his back arched. His member twitched twice before releasing its load into the angled bin. His heavy breathing subsided only a little watching the erotic display below with the last of the fluid starting to dribble out. Her hand only left temporarily to be cleansed with a deft tongue from above before earnestly returning. The excited almost numbing sensation only dulled before slowly increasing. Nate tried writhing again but was still held down. She continued her strokes, not letting him rest as he remained ramrod stiff.

"Nugh... mom," he strained out with a reddened face. She could feel the hardened spire throb and pulse in her slick grip.

'His body won't mind,' Karen thought watching his hips trying to be held back on his own from bucking despite his weak protest. "I'm going to milk you until your last drop," emphasizing her last word with a strong squeeze by her hand. Nate made a quick high pitched noise, a little afraid of what his mom had in store. His mom noticed the nervous whine he made. "Don't worry, you'll enjoy every minute, I promise," she reassured him resting her jaw on the top of his head, nuzzling, with a relaxed sigh. The comforting feeling surrounding him coupled with the lustiness of her actions felt wonderful to Nate. Karen lazily drew a claw under his length, acquiring a moan and a few strained movements kept neatly in check. "Shhh, hold still sweetie, there's plenty left." His hips gyrated into her hand as a response, loving the physical attention. Head jerking to the side from another sensitive spot, he was smushed against her left breast. He quickly turned back, cheeks burning red. "Aww, are you still shy around these?" she asked placing her free hand around the idle mass. Nate felt her running the bouncy globe around the left half of his face, pressing generously along the contoured surface.

"It... uh-" he was cut off with a whine feeling another climax approach from her mischievous hand. He moved only to rest against the other one, feeling the black fleshy nub poking against the side of his lips. She moved her hand to his cheek, pressing her palm lightly on him, rubbing her fingertips under his chin. Unable to move away, he moaned loudly releasing another load from his overly stimulated organ. Thick globs of white jumped out, although in much less quantity, into the bin. Grunting throughout the orgasm, she only continued below and above with her ministrations, never seeming to tire out.

"Shh, just relax," was what the whisper told him from above as he rode the heightened afterglow. Still remaining hard, he almost shook from the sensations growing stronger. She scratched his underside so softly and tenderly, causing Nate great difficulty in trying to stop his hips from bucking. This only served to entice her erotic action, as she watched his engorged rod gently sway back and forth, rocking with each movement from her claws caress. His hands gripped onto her thighs as if to plead for mercy as his groans continued while shifting around. Both were surprised as another thinner, more clearer stream erupted. She paused looking over her claws briefly. 'I may need these sanded down more,' she thought with a smirk as her son whined thrusting weakly into those deliciously soft pads. He felt his face being massaged into her breast with her hand making him murr along with his tired moans. "Be a good boy, there's just a little left. Make mommy happy," she whispered soothingly yet seductively into his ear, releasing his face from its confined position. He only nodded, melting into her lap a little dazed, tired from trying to resist.

Her hand pumped diligently along his worn out but still hard rod, while her other hand rubbed over his chest and belly, making him murr and grunt. Nate just hoped he could keep up with his mom's demand, not even able to control his hips bucking into her hand weakly. He wanted to satisfy her lust, but wanted it over with as well. A hand reassuringly rubbed his cheek, he leaned into the new touch with half open eyes. That strong feeling was still lurking within his pelvic area, even as he readily accepted the need to sleep. The sleepiness felt strong around him as he tried using her hand as a pillow, despite it moving back and forth. Cupping her hand around his cheek, she hurried him to relief. Many minutes passed slowly before he twisted around once more. A silent yell ensued as he was brought through a final orgasm. Only a large clear bead formed on the tip before being swiped off with a finger. Karen cleaned him with a hand towel before tossing it to the floor to worry about later. Nate felt her hug him strongly from all around as her legs unbound him from the spot. Weight shifted on the bed as she moved off entirely, removing the bin.

Slumping down onto the waiting bed, he looked up watching his mom put on a fresh pair of clothes already laid out. She quickly returned and Nate tried to garble out something, but his words jumbled together as he laid back panting. "Shh, just get some sleep, I'll wake you up for lunch," she whispered patting his head watching his eyes close. She took a big breath of his aroused scent before standing back up. Karen walked out of the room carrying the trash bin before closing the door quietly shut. She disposed herself of the trash bag and returned the bin back to the kitchen. Looking at the clock, she noticed it was only ten thirty. 'Plenty of time left for the day,' she thought returning her gaze back to the staircase.