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.”
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