Camping with Mom

Mom and I had planned a great 2 week vacation in the winter beauty of the backcountry in Canada.

I arrived the week before to get in some winter camping which I had missed so much in the past years. I used to camp in a tent in the snow, but this time I had towed a small camper trailer, and spent the days hiking and enjoying the winter wonder land. The cold air was invigorating and I loved it. I slept with the camper windows open, using only the sleeping bag for warmth. Mom was to fly up on Saturday and I would pick her up at the airport. I decided to leave the camper at the camp site for the airport drive since the camp site was in between the airport and our Bed and Breakfast location. I would pick it up on our way back.

I picked my Mother up at the airport and we drove back to my camp site to pick up the camper trailer. From there we would head up to the Bed and Breakfast where we would stay for the next 2 weeks. When we got to the campsite, Mom looked around and said, "I should have come up with you, this is so beautiful!"

In front of my campsite was a large lake with an old wooden dock that had seen better days. It stretched out about 20 feet into the lake. We strolled up to the dock for a better look across the gorgeous lake. Miles of forest surrounded the lake and the trees were mostly capped with lovely white snow.

Since we were in a cove which limited the side views, Mom excitedly called out, "Let's walk out to the end of the dock and look at the lake view!"

Walking out onto the old wooden dock, we scanned to beautiful snowy vista in front of us. Most of the lake was frozen, but spots around the shore and the dock were still unfrozen. The dock was slippery with ice in many places and I asked Mom to be careful and offered my arm to support her.

At the end of the dock we stood taking in the view, it was truly astounding! While turning to look a different direction, Mom slipped on the ice and fell into the icy lake. She completely submerged for a second and then broke the surface gasping in the icy water. I could tell that the cold water was causing her lungs to spasm and that she could not catch her breath.

I scrambled on my knees and reached for her, but she was just inches out of my reach. Then she went under the surface! I jumped into the water and grabbed Mom, lifting her back to the surface. Pulling Mom from the water, I rushed her to the camper trailer that was parked nearby.

The camper trailer was small and had only the one bunk. And I of course had only the one sleeping bag since I was not expecting guests!

I spoke urgently, "Mom, we need to get out of these wet clothes and get into that sleeping bag to get warm." Mom said nothing about the predicament of only one bag and the nudity, but I guess we both were cognizant of the dire circumstances.

Stripping out of the clothes was not difficult and did not need any second thoughts as we both wanted those freezing cold wet clothes to stop touching our skin. There was a fleeting spark of eroticism as I saw my mother standing there naked, but it passed with the emergency of the situation.

We quickly slid into the sleeping bag with about as much grace as possible, being totally frozen, naked, and being a Mother and son. I immediately rolled on my side facing my mother and said, "We need to hug and share body heat" and wrapped my arms around her shoulders. Mom's arms snaked around my waist and pulled our hips close.

Both our bodies were shivering and out teeth chattering. The little bit of heat from Mom's body felt so good radiating to me, and I am sure she felt the same. I rubbed my hands up and down Mom's back trying to generate heat and move blood. I squirmed to get closer and make as much skin touch as possible. Mom's hands were doing the same lower on my back. Very quickly our bodies started to warm and the shivering and chattering teeth slowed a bit.

As the urgency of the situation began to subside, I began to think about my immediate surroundings and any way I might improve the conditions. But unfortunately I had no heater, no fire; there was no way to make heat other than to do what we were doing.

Next as our bodies warmed and my mind could wander, I began to realize what a wonderful opportunity had been presented to me. All my life I wanted to make love to my Mother, and here I was with her naked in my arms. Never had I thought it really possible to make love to her, nor did I ever think I would even see or touch my fantasy lover naked!

Now with my mind running wild and my body was ready to catch up, and I felt a stirring in my loins. I instantly froze! What on earth was going to happen if I got hard in this position! Well, actually not if, but when! Slowly my cock got harder and harder. It of course needed to straighten up now, but my Mother's body was in the way! I could not imagine what I was going to do or say to my Mother!

I tried to pull my hips back, but there was not enough room in the sleeping bag, and also as I pulled back, my dick was going to lever upward dragging along Mom's thighs, pussy, and stomach! Mom also, I am sure felt the same problem that I did!

Mom noticed, she whispered into my ear, "Doug why is that happening now?"

I stammered and stuttered for a second. "I am so sorry Mom, I cannot help it! It's just that feeling your beautiful body next to me is too much for me!"

Mom looked at me strangely, and rolled her eyes, "I am your old Mother, what could you possibly be feeling right now that would cause that?"

I decided the situation called for honesty, nothing else could explain this. I replied, "Mom, yes you are my mother, but you are beautiful and I have always loved you, and I have always actually wanted you. I am so sorry, but this is like a fantasy come true to me, and I cannot help myself!"

Mom got an angry look of her face and said, "That's disgusting, that you could even think such a thing!"

Her anger solved the immediate problem; my erection slowly softened and disappeared. Now I had an angry mother in my arms and not a lot of options!

I softly asked, "Mom, can we talk please? It is not all that strange, all men lust for their mothers at some point, mine just was permanent longing and your beauty and this predicament fueled it to the loss of my control" I then begged, "How can I help that?"

I could see her eyes soften, and she relaxed some more. We were now getting nice and warm, and no longer shivering, just holding and looking at each other. I again began to stoke her back, and Mom sighed and said, "What am I going to do with you? And what are we going to do now?"

I said, "I will get out and wring our clothes out some more, then hang them in the sun coming from the window. Then I will get back in the sleeping bag so we can keep warm till we can put our clothes back on. Then we will go to the Bed and Breakfast and enjoy our vacation, and forget this ever happened."

Mom closed her eyes and murmured, "I am not sure I can ever forget this happened."

I replied, "I know I cannot either, and actually I don't think I want to forget."

Mom's eyes popped open with a bit of fire in them, "You don't want to forget how upset I was, or how this looks and feels?"

"How you look and how wonderful you feel! I never thought I would feel this, sorry, but that is nothing I can control!"

She rolled her eyes and said, "Now you're really being silly, go get our clothes wrung out and get back here to keep me warm."

I crawled out and stood to wring the clothes. I felt so exposed! I cannot imagine what was going through Mom's mind if she was watching me walking around naked. And it was freezing in the camper so I was not feeling too manly! The clothes actually were beginning to freeze. I was beginning to shiver again and after hanging the clothes in the sun of the window, I ran for the sleeping bag.

Climbing into the bag my mother enveloped my in her warm arms and we hugged closely. My shivering soon subsided and I started again to think things I should not. And of course my body responded!

Again I was having that leverage problem - kind of like trying to lift my mother on a jack! My mother's eyes were drilling into me; I just smiled sheepishly and shrugged my shoulders.

"I don't know what to do with you, and what are we going to do with that?" Mom looked downward and demanded.

"Sorry Mom, but I have to let it get straight up, it is hurting!" and I shifted my hips back straining the limits of the sleeping bag. The bag was a mummy type, no room for two people. I couldn't get far enough back to total flip my hard cock up, so I ended up with it poking it between Mom's thighs.

I couldn't ask for a better accident! I simply slid back into our tight embrace with my hard dick impaled between Moms thighs. Mom had her eyes closed now, and I think was ready to give me hell again.

"Does that feel better?" she asked, sounding perturbed. What could I say that was the right answer?

"I am sorry, that the best I could do. If I turn to the side maybe I can get it straight up." I wiggled sideways a little and all I was managing to do was slip my dick back and forth against the soft skin of her thighs. Things were getting worse, or harder, or do I meant getting better?

"Just stop and leave it there!" Mom ordered. "I am not too sure all that movement is going to solve anything, it could make things more uncomfortable for both of us."

So I just lay still and tried to think good nonsexual thoughts. Impossible, I wanted too much to stroke in and out!

"I still do not understand how you can feel this was - I am your mother, and I am an old lady."

"It is exactly because you are my mother, I love you so much and there has never been another woman for whom I felt this way! You are beautiful! And we love each other, unequivocal shared love, that is not hard to understand is it?"

Mom's eyes opened and looking at me she said, "No of course not, but thinking sexual thoughts is not right. You and I love each other and that is all. You must limit your thoughts to that."

I thought for a second and replied, "Easily said, but neither you nor I can control my mind or my body. All my life, every time I saw you I want to kiss you! I wanted to hold you. And now we're both divorced and single, both lonely and now this!"

"Well you're certainly getting your hugs in today! But that is as far as this can go mister!" And she gave a little laugh.

I buried my face into her neck and mumbled, "OK, I am sorry, I just love you too much" and started kissing her neck. I felt Mom relax a bit more and a humming from her throat as I kissed her. I was urged on and kissed her neck more and more, all of this only making me harder and harder!

"OK, you need to stop that," she said, but didn't sound like she meant it. I kept kissing.

"You think you are getting all of your wishes today don't you?" Mom asked and chuckled.

I smiled and said, "Not even close to all of them, but I am so lonely I will settle for hugs and kisses!"

Mom pulled me tighter and whispered, "I am so sorry your lonely, I love you and I want you happy, so go ahead and kiss me if you want. But understand that's as far as it goes!"

I accepted that and began kissing her chin, under her ears, along her neck, taking every advantage I could! When I bit gently on her shoulder Mom shuddered.

"Are you feeling cold again?" I asked.

She answered, "No, that just feels so good, remember I have been alone a long time also. I also miss being held and kissed."

I simply smiled and went back to kissing my beautiful mother. Unbelievable; here I am naked, holding my naked mother in my arms and kissing her, so unreal! I easily could come on her thighs doing this!

I began to kiss my way up to Mom's lips and it was like electricity shot though me when I first kissed those lips. Mom did nothing to stop me so I continued kissing her with light soft kisses. Bu then I tried to snake my tongue into her mouth, she froze.

"What did I tell you?" She demanded, "I told you this was not going to get out of hand!"

I just looked her in the eye and sang, "A kiss is just a kiss, as time goes by" Mom broke out laughing and I resumed kissing her.

This time when I pushed my tongue into her mouth, Mom took it and my heart soared! We gently played with each other's tongues as our breathing grew erratic. All this time my hands continued their wandering and I was on fire!

As we broke one kiss, Mom sadly said, "Doug we have to stop this, it is getting out of control"

I replied, "I know, but you make me so happy, and I was hoping I was making you happy too!"

Mom held me tightly to her chest and said, "Yes you are making me happy, too happy, and I am afraid of where this is going."

With that we just held each other, although there was this hard thing between us that let neither of us forget what was happening!

We napped for a while and I actually lost my hard-on, at least until I woke up! When we were both awake my dick immediately rose to the occasion, and was soon lodged back between Mom's thighs.

"You are incorrigible!" she said laughing.

I answered, "No you are just so beautiful!" with that we went back to some pretty heavy necking again with dueling tongues that drove me mad with passion!

Mom then pushed me away and said, "Check the clothes to see if we can get going."

I slid out of the sleeping bag and unfortunately (to me anyway) the clothes were dry enough to put on, so she scrambled out to get dressed. I stared in mesmerized awe at her petite beauty. Fine lines, small but pert tits, and long firm nipples (I am sure helped by the freezing temperature!).

I watched Mom get dressed and at one point she admonished me, "What are you gawking at? Get dressed!"

I said the absolute truth of what was on my mind, "I am staring at the love of my life, a vision of a fantasy I never expected to enjoy!"

Mom laughed really hard then and said, "Quit being so dramatic and get dressed so you can take me to our paradise! All those compliments will not get you anything you shouldn't get! So get moving mister!"

"Yeah, paradise with the woman of my dreams, of the past 30 years!" I retorted. "But the big problem is going to be the many, many dreams I will have of this afternoon's delights!"

"Well I am certainly glad to be at least one man's dream girl. Play your cards right and you can look at me all you want for the next two weeks."

My heart soared, and I asked, "Kissing? And in my arms? Naked?" I then scooped up my panty and bra clad mother into my arms and looked deeply into her eyes for an answer.

"Put me down! I suppose, that after this afternoon, banning kisses and hugs would be rather like closing the barn door after the horses bolted, but no nudity young man!"

I was not about to argue with small victories, I said, "I love you so much" and gave Mom a long soulful French kiss that must have lasted 5 minutes!

Again she had to push me away, "Let me dress, you animal!"

Not much was said except about the spectacular views on the 2 hour drive to or Bed and Breakfast. My mind was running a mile a minute on how to cash in on this new found intimacy between Mom and me. I even held her hand for a while across the center consol. It was like a first date!

When we arrived we strode into the house hand in hand like lovers. The place was a large old home converted into a country Inn. We checked in and found it was a quaint little place with only three rooms for guests, and we were the only ones there. Winter was not their big season.

As with most small bread and breakfast homes, the owners filled all the positions as receptionist/chef/housekeeper/bellman, etc. They lived on the first floor and all the guest rooms were on the third floor. I never found out what was on the second floor; storage possibly, laundry etc? But no matter, we pretty much had the floor to ourselves.

Our suite was lovely. Two bedrooms, one, having a King bed was a bit larger than the other which had a queen bed, and a shared bath between them. There was a large living area and a nice foyer leading to the back stairs descending to the outside so we could come and go without bother the owners.

We started a fun argument on who slept where, both insisting that the other take the king bed. "Your 6'4" tall," she demanded, "You need the king bed".

"All beds are the same length, and you're my princess," I responded, "You take the King bed."

We seemed at an impasse. I had the brilliant idea to suggest, figuring she would give in and take the king. "I tell you what. Either you take it, or why don't we share the king bed, it's not like we haven't lain together intimately already! You or both of us in the King, I will not take that bed without you!"

Mom got this mischievous look in her eyes and said, "You think I will pass on that and you'll win? OK fine, we share it."

Wow, I did win!

We unpacked and went exploring around the grounds. We were sounded by the thick woods similar to what we saw at the lake. There were trails packed by snowmobile use, so we could walk for hours with ease. At a point where we stopped to admire a particular view, I put my arm around Mom's shoulder and pulled her in tightly to me.

Mom sighed, "Doug this is so perfect, I love you and I love this place!"

I put my fingers under her chin and lifted her face to mine, "I Love you too Mom" and gave her a passionate kiss, first no tongue, then I slipped my tongue gently in between her lips and she let it enter. I tasted my Mother's mouth and lusted for her entire being! Our breathing deepened like it had in the camper. I even joked, "Want to go to the camper and get in the sleeping bag?"

Mom opened her eyes, punched might lightly in my side, and said, "You wish," but then after looking thoughtfully around the area and towards the Inn, She added, "Why use a sleeping bag with that big bed up there waiting for us?"

My heart soared at the thought - was that an innuendo, or just the fact that we were going to sleep in the same bed and not the sleeping bag? I think Mom had intended to drive me insane with that comment; she laughed and took my hand heading us towards the inn. All I wanted was my Mom in that bed with me!!

Dinner and drinks in the sitting room seemed to take forever. Mom was happy to sit back and look at the reading material conveniently placed around the living room. I was also reading, but my mind was only on that bed! Would she sleep naked? I always sleep naked and don't even have pajamas. Would she let me hold her as we slept? Would that lead to anything? The clock slowly wound its way around to 11 pm.

"I'm bushed, I am going to bed," she suddenly blurted, "You staying up?"

(Yeah right, not likely!) I replied, "No, I am coming too, long day and that dip in the icy water was exhausting. Why don't you use the bathroom first and get in bed and I will follow." Mom headed into the bedroom as I was left with my raging hormones and fantasies!

"Ok," Mom called out to me, "I am in bed." I was a bit disappointed that I did not get to see her undress or at least see what she was wearing, but a guy must have patience!

The bedroom was dark, and I went and showered and when I turned off the bathroom light the bedroom was black. So I did not have to worry about Mom seeing me naked and possibly asking about it. I crawled into the other side of the bed and slid up behind Mom, who had her back to me.

I kissed her neck and she sighed, saying, "That is really nice, I could get used to that."

I then put my arms around her and kissed some more. "Good," I said, "because I want to do this a lot more."

Mom and I spooned like this for about 20 minutes, with me kissing and nibbling on her shoulder. I swear she was getting hot from the sounds of her breathing and the way her chest rose. Mom then turned her head to me over her shoulder and we locked in a very deep sensual French kiss for about 3-4 minutes. I was now panting!