I'm a mature young Eskimo man aged 18 years. Mom and I live alone together in a small town in the northern reaches of Alaska and are very close. I'm able to discuss anything with her and feel assured that she won't be judgmental or negative.
Mom is a hard worker and provides well for us. We are both affectionate and we hug and kiss each other frequently. I have many times had sexual thoughts about her, but I knew that was not normal and never discussed them with her.
I always wrote off those feeling as something that happened to me because I had matured into a man and had little contact with girls my age. I tried to always force those feeling down deep when they occurred.
One day last winter we had a terrible blizzard. Power lines were damaged and we were stranded by the huge snowdrifts. Our heat was lost because of the power failure and it began getting real cold when the sunset. The fire in the fireplace barely kept the temperature above freezing.
We knew we were going to be snowed in for at least two or three days. We got to talking about our ancestors and how they slept together, sharing body warmth, to keep from freezing. When it got time to go to bed, mom suggested that we sleep together because she didn't know how cold it was going to be and, without heat, we should maybe act like our ancestors.
I finished brushing my teeth and changing before mom did. I got under the covers and waited. When she came out of the bathroom, she had a long flannel nightdress on. She rushed toward the bed saying that she hoped I had warmed it up for her. She got under the covers and cuddled up to me all shivery and cold.
I rolled toward her and we hugged face to face. Soon our legs were entwined and I felt real warm lying next to her. My penis was pressed against her lower stomach and every time she moved the slightest bit it grew.
Before long I had a full-fledged hard on and became worried what she would say.
But Mom didn't pull away at all. We just continued lying in each other's arms. I don't know how long it was before I began a slow grinding and moved down a little lower so that my boner was against her pubic mound.
I thought she would be repulsed by these actions but, but mom just lifted her leg over my hip and pressed into me. I was a virgin and didn't know what to do, but what I was doing felt really good.
When I lowered my hand, I was surprised to feel her bare thigh. I caressed her leg for a while and eventually I was rubbing her bare behind. I fully expected her to stop me any second, but I had to keep exploring I had an overpowering urge to do so. It felt too good to stop.
Then from somewhere I got the idea that it would feel good to have my penis between her legs so I pulled a little away and freed myself from my pajamas and positioned my boner between her legs. Her nightdress was up to her waist by now. All this time she never said a word nor made a move to stop me, but she didn't really do anything to help me either.
The top of my dick was now against her slit and as I slowly pumped my hips, I just hoped that mom wouldn't stop me now, I wasn't entirely sure what I'd do it she tried.
After several minutes of caressing her ass and sliding my boner along her slippery slit, mom began to react. Her hips began slowly pumping against mine. As we continued, I began trying to find her opening. My lack of experience was apparent and, to my surprise, mom reached down and guided me with her hand. It felt incredible and I began coming within seconds. But I didn't get soft afterward.
Mom kept her slow hip motion for several minutes before she started breathing hard. When she began a soft moaning, I felt that I was going to come again. We were both hugging each other and thrusting now. We soon collapsed from exhaustion. I lay there still sexually connected and after a time we fell asleep that way.
The power was on by the next morning. We got up and had a good breakfast. Mom acted as if nothing had happened. I sensed she didn't want to talk about it, so I tried to act as natural as I could.