Chapter 4

"I think that's a great idea. Tell you what, you zip the bags together while I duck out for a piss. You can tell me what side I'm on when I come back."

By the time I returned Mom had the bed spread out and she indicated that I could have the right side. When I was starting to remove my jeans she said that she would go and have a final pee herself.

"Would you mind if I take the light? It's pretty dark out there and I would hate to fall over something."

"Yeah. That would be fine. I don't need the light in here now. Try not to step on me when you come back."

Mom took the light and crawled out, unfortunately not giving me much of a view this time as it was so dark, but this time she didn't go round behind the tent instead just walked to the front of the shed, making sure not to go into the rain. She was obviously more confident of not being seen in the dark and if she had flicked out the light she would have been as good as invisible, but she apparently didn't think that her son would be peeping on her and she just lowered her panties, squatted down and pissed. I couldn't really see anything but I could hear and see the splashing in the faint light and when she stood, wiped herself with a tissue and then pulled up her panties I got a good view of the bush of hair at the base of her tummy.

By the time she crawled back through the tent opening I was inside the bag and watching her carefully. I couldn't see a lot because of the smallness of our light but when she put it on the floor and tuned, on her knees, to zip the door closed I could see a little bit clearer and could quite definitely see the cotton covered bulge of her pussy and the tufts of hair poking out that I had spotted earlier. I raised my knees a little before Mom turned around in the hope that she wouldn't notice the large bulge my erection was making and if she did she made no comment as she slid in beside me and stretched luxuriously, like a cat, before saying,

"God! I had completely forgotten how cosy and comforting it is to sleep beside someone. I hope you don't mind or are too embarrassed at sleeping beside your mother. I don't want you to do anything you don't want to."

Was she crazy? Didn't she know that it was most young males secret fantasy to sleep with and have sex with their mother? It was like a dream come true but I couldn't tell her that.

"No I don't mind at all. I find it cosy and warm as well and I can't think of anywhere I'd rather be right at the moment. All warm, dry and tucked up listening ton the rain pour down. What more could you really ask for in life?" and I sort of laughed as I said this.

Mom sat up and leant over and placed her hand on the side of my face, to position it, and then lowered her head and gave me a quick kiss on the lips.

"You're sweet. I don't imagine many other mothers have as loving a son as I do. Now spoon up to me and cuddle me as we go to sleep."

Before she could move away I reached up and grabbed her head in my hands and pulled her back down and kissed her again, this time thrusting my tongue out a little and running it across her closed lips.

"I do love you Mom and I think we're going to have a wonderful holiday." I released her and she turned onto her side and I moved in a bit closer, being careful to keep my groin back a bit. I lifted my arm over Mom's side and rested my hand on her tee-shirt covered tummy and, with my face pressed against the back of her neck, I muttered "Good-night" before giving her neck a quick peck and then relaxing to drop off to sleep.

I woke in complete darkness with everything still and the only sound to be heard was the continuing fall of rain. I was disorientated but instinctively I didn't move or give any indication that I was awake and I soon remembered that I was curled up in one sleeping bag with my mother. I quickly became aware that my hand was no longer resting on the neutral territory of Mom's tummy but during my sleep had somehow managed to find its' way to her breast. Mom's tee-shirt was now bunched up under her armpits and she was bare from the waist to right above her tits and I had one of them cradled in my cupped hand. I could feel her nipple digging into my palm and it felt as firm and hard as a little pebble and I just loved the feel of it. Fear suddenly set in when I grasped the full implications of my situation and I was suddenly terrified of Mom's re-action when she discovered what her perverted son was doing.

About to pull my hand away I suddenly realised that Mom was already awake and I didn't think she knew that I was as well, so I just froze and determined to pretend I was still innocently sound asleep if Mom took offence. I felt Mom's am move until she was able to place her hand on top of mine and to my surprise she didn't pull my hand away from her breast but rather pressed it harder against her and sort of squeezed my fingers closed on her naked flesh. It suddenly struck me that Mom was enjoying our encounter just as much as me and I also suddenly realised that I was again pressing my hard-on against her backside and she didn't seem to mind that either.

Eventually Mom gently removed my hand and softly moved it down her body until it was once again against her tummy only this time it was a lot lower and was resting on her panties and I could feel the bush of her hair raising the cotton and pressing against the ring and little fingers of my hand. Once again she pressed against my hand and forced herself harder back against my erection almost causing me to groan and begin to spurt. Finally I felt her hand leave mine and move even lower and I could sense rather than feel that she was pressing against the gusset of her panties and then, after a short time, she moved her hand up to her face and I could hear her sucking on her fingers. This was too much for me and my cock twitched just the once and then began to shoot out jets of my juice. I still didn't make a sound and I think Mom still thought I was asleep as when I stopped she didn't move any more and we both went back to sleep.