My mother and I had always been close and shared a love of the outdoors that allowed us to experience numerous outdoor activities together. Right now we were camping beside a large lake during the spring break of my senior year of high school. The usual warm spring had taken a turn to unusually colder weather and the cool air coming off the lake wasn't helping. Mom and I were both bundled up and huddled together for warmth by the fire after dinner. I was sitting with my back against a log with mom snuggled in my arms as she sat between my legs.
Mom was bundled up in a puffy coat, gloves, and a beanie that made her look adorable. The coat covered her E-cup breasts along with her lovely hourglass figure. I had always admired Mom's full figure and had tried to find girls my own age just like her, but had constantly failed. The result of being unable to find a girl as perfect and beautiful as my mother was that I had not dated much and instead threw myself into athletic pursuits and my grades. The upside to this was I had developed a trim and tight physique that was apparently admired by numerous girls and some older women whom I had no interest in, but also I had been able to secure a full athletic scholarship and had already been head-hunted by a law firm after my ACT and SAT scores practically guaranteed a swift acceptance into law or business school after college. This camping trip was as much a celebration of my future as it was my mom's and my first chance to get away from our suburban home this year.
Mom sighed as she leaned back into me and stifled a yawn, as she said "I wish it wasn't so cold out. I'd love to go for a swim in the lake."
I chuckled as I replied, "Sure, Mom, I doubt there's too much ice on the surface if you wanted to try."
Mom shook her head, as she complained, "I'm sorry, honey, I know you were looking forward to swimming too. I guess you'll have to wait a little longer. I always love watching you swim. You glide like a fish in the water. I was just looking forward to a cool relaxing dip in the lake, but I'm pretty sure I couldn't handle that cold water. And I don't want you getting hypothermia or pneumonia, so don't you go trying either."
I placed a kiss on her cheek, as I assured her, "Don't worry, Mom, I won't. It's cold enough on dry land. There's no telling how cold that lake is. It's not like Hawaii."
Mom moaned as she remembered our trip last December. Even in winter, the island had been amazingly warm. Both of us silently remembered the fun we had. From skinny dipping in the hot springs, showering under natural waterfalls, and of course the ocean, we had enjoyed ourselves immensely. Both of us had taken great pleasure in sneaking glances at the other's naked bodies or admiring the way our wet swimsuits showed off our physiques. Both of us had to take some personal time to relieve our pent-up tension after admiring the other's body.
Amazingly neither of us suspected the other felt the same way and both of us simply carried on without knowing how much both of us lusted after the other. Sitting in each other's arms with Mom between my legs in front of a roaring bonfire overlooking a large lake was amazingly romantic and intimate. Both of us were as happy to be here together. I rested my chin on her shoulder and leaned my head against hers as we both enjoyed the silence.
I was imagining Mom's amazing figure barely covered by her skimpy bikini that she wore in Hawaii. I tried not to think about how amazingly sexy she looked completely naked and dripping wet from the hot spring or after showering under the waterfall. The last thing I wanted was to get an erection right now. Not only would Mom likely feel it, but I would have to wait until we got home in two days to relieve any sexual tension. Getting blue balls right now might actually prove fatal.
Brenda sighed as she thought of watching her handsome and athletic son swimming in his usual swim team briefs that barely covered his obviously large package and tight young ass. She had spent numerous hours admiring her son's athletic body and numerous personal moments masturbating furiously to the memory. The trip to Hawaii had been close to torture for her. Seeing her handsome son showering naked beside her under a waterfall and skinny dipping with her in the hot springs had made her pussy practically free-flowing with juices. She tried her best not to moan as she thought of all the times she had admired her son's big cock. Even when her son's cock wasn't hard, it was still a sight to behold. The first time Brenda had seen her son's cock fully erect she had to rush off to masturbate until she orgasmed twice before she could think about anything else. How she had longed to drop to her knees and suck his big cock or climb on top of him and ride him until they both orgasmed. She squeezed her thighs together, fantasizing about how that big hard cock would feel as it stretched her pussy with its sheer girth. Brenda sighed, knowing that her incestuous fantasies of her son were destined to stay unfulfilled.
What made Brenda so agonizingly horny was the ease at which both of them could act around each other without shame or embarrassment. Neither felt the slightest insecurity or shyness from being naked in the other's presence. The ease that mother and son felt for each other had always kept them close. The fact that Brenda had been comparing other men to her handsome son and finding everyone else wanting, had secured her single status. When her son was younger, Brenda hadn't felt comfortable with dating or bringing any men around her son. Telling herself to simply concentrate on being a good mother and raising her son had focused her and allowed her to ignore any romantic needs or desires she had. Even after her son had grown up into the handsome and intelligent young man he was, Brenda couldn't bring herself to date anyone else. Realizing that her son was the only man she wanted had come as a shock to her. Her constant yearning for her son had led her to barely look at any other man.
Mom and I continued to cuddle and speak about random topics for another 30 minutes before deciding to go to sleep. We entered our tent and began preparing to enter our separate sleeping bags. We shed our outer garments and shoes, before climbing into our sleeping bags and turning off our lamp. It was very cold and I was unable to get warm enough to fall asleep or get comfortable. I could hear Mom's frustrated sighs and quiet movements as she too was unable to fall asleep. I was trying to decide how we could warm up but was coming up with nothing.
After several more minutes, I heard Mom ask through chattering teeth, "Sweetheart, are you still awake?"
