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 Cold Nights
   This is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons living or dead
is purely co-incidental.
   I grew up in northern Michigan where the winters get cold.  My family
lived in an old farmhouse that was drafty.  During the winter, snow would
actually blow through the cracks on the windows and pile up on the floor.
We had a wood stove in the kitchen, but it would not produce much heat
during the night.  We would put wood in the morning, and the kitchen and
living room would warm up some.  We all slept in flannel nightclothes under
heavy comforters during the winter just to stay warm.
   As I was growing up, I would occasionally see my parents naked.  They
did not flaunt themselves around me, but if I saw one of them naked or
partially undressed, they would not make a big deal about it.
   It was in the mid sixties that my dad has a bad car accident.  He was
severely crippled and could not get around on his own.  After taking care
of him for a couple of years, mom finally had to put him in a rest home. 
We would visit quite often, and sometimes mom would send me out of the room
and lock the door behind me.  I know that they would be trying to pleasure
one another, but as crippled up as my dad was, I don't think mom was very
satisfied with the arrangement.
   I turned 14 about two years after dad's accident.  I started having wet
dreams and began masturbating.  When I would jack off, I would fantasize
about my mother.  She was a larger woman, well proportioned, with large
breasts and a very hairy pussy.  Most would describe her as Ruebenesque. 
She had wide hips, but was not fat.  She had me late in life, and her hair
was starting to turn grey.
   That winter turned bitter cold.  The wind would howl, and the outside
temperatures dipped below zero almost every night.  We would wake up with
snow on our floor.  Our little stove would barely put out enough heat to
keep itself warm.  After several days of this my mom asked me to sleep with
her to help keep warm.  I readily agreed, as I was cold even my flannel
night clothes and heavy comforter.
   As it was a school night, I went to bed first.  I was sound asleep when
mom crawled into bed.  She woke me up and asked me to snuggle next to her,
as that would keep us warmer.  I snuggled tight to her, my front to her
back.  We then drifted off to sleep.  I started dreaming that I was making
love to my mom.  As I woke up, I realized that I had a very hard erection
that was pushing into mom's asscheecks through our nightclothes.  I was
embarrassed and pulled away so my penis would not be pressing against her.
She was not awake, but she started to press back into me and push her ass
back onto my erection.  She was snuggling against me, and my penis stuck
out of the opening in my nightclothes.  She was pushing back against it,
and I came all over the back of her nightdress.  I don't think that she was
aware of it at the time as she stopped after a few minutes and started to
sleep quietly.  I drifted off and had a good night's sleep, but I was
wondering what she would say in the morning.
   I woke up the next morning expecting her to say something.  When I got
up and went to breakfast, she just looked at me and said, "What would you
like to eat this morning?" I just shrugged and said, "Whatever you have." I
sat down to breakfast, and when that was done, I did my morning chores and
went off to school.  Since she had said nothing in the morning, I was
dreading coming home.
   I arrived home and started my chores.  Mom was inside cooking up supper,
and we ate when I had finished with the chores.  I did my homework and
watched a little TV, but with my mind racing, I just went on to bed early.
I crawled into mom's bed as I had been doing.  I figured she would say
something after we went to bed.
   I was about to drift off to sleep when mom came to bed.  She got in and
snuggled to me, but it was not like the other nights.  She still had her
back to me, but she pushed her ass into my penis and wiggled it enough to
give me a hard-on.  This time she was wide-awake and knowing what she was
doing.  She told me to put my arm around her, and I noticed that, one, she
had her summer nightdress on, and two, she was not wearing her bra.  As I
put my arm around her, she pulled my hand and placed it right on her
breast. I felt her nipple grow hard under my palm.  She said "Just hold me
like this."
   She told me that she knew that I had cum on her back last night.  When
she woke up, she felt the dried cum and knew what had happened.  She then
told me that since dad had his accident, he was not able to satisfy her
like she used to be.  She was tired of sleeping alone, and wanted someone
to comfort her at night.  When I had my wet dream, she had realized how
much she had missed sex and that I was not a boy anymore.
   As I was rubbing her nipple, she still was rubbing her ass on my hard
dick.  She told me to take my penis out of my pants so she could feel it on
her butt.  I reached down, and instead of slipping it out through the
opening; I just slid my pajama bottoms down.  As I pressed my hardness
against her, I noticed that she had pulled her nightdress up around her
waist as she had gotten into bed.  Now my dick was pressed into the bare
crack of her ass.  I started rubbing it there, but she pulled away.  She
said that she was so hot that she wanted me to make love to her.  She
turned facing me and clasped her legs around me, pulling my penis deep
within her vagina.  I t felt so good that I came instantly.  I told her
that I was sorry, and she told me not to worry.  She kept me clasped to her
body, and I stayed hard for her.  A few minutes later, I felt that familiar
feeling and I told her that I was going to cum again.  She clamped me
harder and started to buck against me.  With that, I came again.  She was
still bucking when all of a sudden, she stiffened and I could feel her
vaginal muscles spasming around my dick.
   She had me clasped to her for a few minutes longer as her orgasm
subsided.  She kissed me hard on the mouth, and when she released me she
said "Thank you.  I had been missing that for so long."
   She was still holding me as I drifted off to sleep.  Just before I went
to sleep, she whispered, "Tomorrow is Saturday.  We have the whole day to
ourselves." 
  
Cold Nights