Chapter 3

Alan:

I spent most of the afternoon reading and occasionally holding Mum up in a sitting position and giving her a few sips of water, as I was worried about her de-hydrating, but other than this she did not so much as twitch. It was a bit worrying but as her temperature remained static and she continued to breathe evenly and easily, I felt that the rest she was getting was the best therapy she could get.

Late in the afternoon I decided that she would be all right left by herself for a short time and I went down to the lake and caught my tea. By the time I returned the sun was dropping below the horizon and I decided it was time to move Mum back into the tent, so I spread her sleeping bag, by now dry, on the tent floor and carried her over and lay her on top of it, as it was still hot and too early to zip her into it for the night.

While my fish were cooking I knocked back a couple of belts from one of the bottles of bourbon that we had brought with us and by the time I had fed and settled with a coffee I was feeling quite mellow. When it was dark and the fire had died down I decided to head off to bed early, as I would surely wake with the sunrise. When I entered the tent I went to fold Mum's sleeping bag over her and zip it up but then decided to open mine right out and create one for the both of us. I figured that in this way we would help each other keep warm and I would be able to monitor her well-being more efficiently. I didn't even consider the implications of our sleeping side by side and I suppose what happened was inevitable.

When we were tucked up securely I turned on my side away from Mum so as we were lying back to back and despite my lazy afternoon and all the snoozing I had managed, I dropped off to sleep quickly, I guess the combination of the lack of sleep the previous night coupled with spending all day in the fresh air initially effected me but I didn't stay sleep for very long before waking. I found that I had rolled over in my sleep and was now pressed against Mum's back with my arm over her and, to make matters worse, I had an erection that was doing it's best to poke it's way out of my underwear and into Mum's. Initially, when I woke, I was still groggy and not in full possession of all my faculties and before giving any thought to what I was doing I ran my hand up her stomach from where it was resting until I was cupping her breast in my hand, squeezing and fondling it and pinching and pulling at her nipple.

By the time I fully realised what I was doing I was past caring and the fact that this was my mother played no part in my intentions. I released her breast and slid my hands back down her stomach, in under the band of her panties and down through her pubic hair. I finally reached her pussy and rubbed first at her clitoris and then ran my fingers back and forth between the lips, finally pushing two fingers inside her. Her cunt was hot and, while not wet, was sort of moist and slippery but I don't think this was from sexual excitement but was a result of the warmth generated by both of us being in one bag. I was now pressing my erection hard against her and moving it back and forth in the separation between her buttocks and was getting very close to reaching an orgasm. I continued on like this for a couple of minutes or so and then slowly came to my senses and realised what I was doing.

I stopped moving but did not pull back from Mum nor did I remove my invading fingers. I considered what I was doing and was deeply ashamed but I was so aroused I decided to proceed, justifying my actions with the thought that she would never know and would not be hurt by my virtually masturbating against her bum. I freed up my other arm and reached down and pushed my underpants down far enough to free my cock, which I then pressed against the cotton of her nickers. Luckily there was a hand-towel within easy reach and I went ahead and humped my mothers' arse, fingering her pussy as I did so and I even licked and sucked her neck just as if she was awake and my proper lover. I soon reached my climax and accidentally let the first spurt of cum go over her panties and up her back before I could wrap the towel round my cock and contain the rest of my ejaculation in it.

When my eruption finished I quickly removed my hand from Mum's crotch and pulled the front of her panties back into place and then I wiped my mess off her back and cleaned up her panties as much as I could. I rolled onto my back and lay there for some time, feeling ashamed and horrified that I could have done something so depraved but nature finally had it's way and I drifted back to sleep.

I awoke early to the sound of birds twittering and with the sun beating on the tent side, and, as I was desperately in need of a piss I crawled out and went behind the tent and stood, pissing against the base of a convenient tree. I was just shaking the final drips off when I heard the faint sound of Mum's voice calling for Dad.

"David! David! Are you there? Where am I and what's happened?"

I pushed my cock back in my undershorts and rushed to the tent flap and crawled in,

"Calm down Mum! Dad's gone for help with Sue but I'm here to take care of you. How do you feel? Do you need anything? Can I get you some water or something?"

Mum took a couple of deep breaths and I saw her visibly calm down as her situation registered,

"What happened? And why does my foot hurt so much? And where are we? Why did Dad and Sue have to go for help? And what time is it? And..."

I interrupted the flow of questions,

"Whoa! Slow down! I explain everything if you just let me get a word in. Just stay there and I'll be back in just a second." I crawled out and ran down to the lake and filled a pot with fresh cold water and, collecting a mug, returned to Mum's side.

"Drink this and I'll answer your questions," I wrapped my arm round her shoulders and sat her up, holding a partially filled mug of water to her lips. "First, the motor cut out just as we were starting our landing run and I had to touch down too early and a log ripped a float off, standing us on our nose. You didn't have you belt done up properly and smacked your head. You've been unconscious for nearly two days now. Your foot hurts because somehow or other you twisted it and sprained it in the accident. Hang on while I refill the mug." I dipped the mug in the container and held another mug-full for Mum to drink and went on, "We decided that since we are out of radio and phone contact and, since we didn't know how bad you were, we should try to get to civilization for help.

"It's about 6.00 clock on Tuesday morning and we crashed on Sunday about 11.00 o'clock. Now was there anything else you want to know or that you need. What can I do for you?"

Mum lay back, having drunk two mugs of water, and sighed, stating.