Hello readers, Many of you likely do not remember my first story
and that is okey, for it was written calendar month ago and I 've learned much since then.
This is a revision of my first one, including many spelling/grammar errors.
After calendar month of reading countless narration, studying composition structure and reading feedback from others
Without furteradue I give you



Me and mom, Under the covers, In the coldness ( REWRITTEN )


( completely fictional, just a fantasy of mine, all names have been changed )
Any law of similarity are 100 % fictional.


The dark was cold, The firm was quiet and felt lifeless.
It was the complete opposite though you see, My mom was in her room sleeping
well she was as far as I knew. My female parent is n't the prettiest cleaning lady, nor is she
one of the most attractive but growing up she was always the meat of my opinion
when it came meter to ... release as some might say.

My mom ( kathy ) stands about 4'6 '' with gloomy hair that comes just 3 inches above her waist.
She 's equipped with a slightly hangign 36C breasts and a rear which sticks out so much, you feel the impulse
to just grab it with both workforce and wring each cheek.
About myself, My names jimmy but most people just call me Jim since it 's shorter.
Next to my female parent I stand a towering 6'2 '' with a culture medium bod, not fat but nor any hulk.
My father passed away with I was 4 and now me, my mom and my step sister live in a 3 bed room mansion together.



My step father ( Charles II ) was out of township picking up my sister.
She was staying at some families house to get away for a little while.
As I laid quietly in my elbow room, I wondered what my mom was doing, was she sleeping ?
Thinking about something ? Who knew.
I noticed that the night gown she had on today was one she wore very rarely.
this one had release on the front from top to penetrate, and came to only 3 or so in below her knees.
Suddenly the thought came to me, she was n't wearing a bra ! The last meter I saw her was when she was watching tv in the support elbow room, I remember
her chest parting slightly to her sides as well as hanging modest on her chest than they usually do.


The dark slowly drifted on and the firm became chilly with it. Soon enough my usual thin mantle was n't going to cut it and
I was forced to get up and find something more suitable for the cold or block the whole night.
As I got up from my bed and approched the threshold, I felt my cock sporting a courteous tent in my basketball shortstop I wear to sleep.
I figured my mom 's asleep and it 's jolly nighttime, so I did n't see any intellect to tuck it in.
Opening the room access to my room, I walked into the vestibule and turned on the Light Within as I made my way toward
the small closet on the other end. As I approached the water closet, A sudden voice startled me. It was my mom,
curiously asking why I was still awake so late in the night.

I replyed by saying my room was getting too cold for me and I just wanted to grab another blanket to keep warm. She did n't say anything for a instant
but I heard something suddenly that sounded like metal buttons being clasped closed. After A few momnts of that, She asked if i 'd like to join her in her room.
She went on explaining how it was warming due to the area heater she has and the thicker blankets on her bed.
I quickly opened the already parted door and slipped under the back. As i got comfortable, I accidently brushed my leg against hers.
Just a short while later, we both fell soundly asleep under the warmth of the screening. I found myself awake
in the middle of the night
by my mom rolling over onto my left warm. She rolled slightly more and in this position was spooning me ever so slightly.
In an exploit to not wake her I just put my other arm over her, this way we kept ardent and was still comfortable.
In doing so, My finger peak landed right in the middle of her pass on breast. I could feel her house mammilla under my indicator fingerbreadth and instantly felt a surge flow through my
consistence and to my cock.

With my pecker litely pressing against my momma butt, I tried to think of things to calm myself and hope my hardon would go away.
My endeavour lasted a whole 5 arcsecond, cashbox my female parent slightly stired and her teat moved around under my fingers.
With all the excitement surging through me, and my adrenaline becalm flowing I mustered up an troy ounce of man and did something I never thought I 'd have the guts
to do. Spreading the fingers of my good helping hand, I cupped my female parent left breast into my manus and squeezed a trivial. From my mother came a dim moan, surprizing, because I was expecting
to get slapped across the face and kicked back into my cold room. Thinking from th pleasent moan she gave, I thought she enjoyed me feeling her breast. I moved my right hired hand back and with both
hands I gently took hold of both chest and just moved them back and forth. Every now and then brushing my script against them to feel her heavily pap under my palms.

Another beat went through my eubstance casusing my turncock to press into my mother crack slightly. Keeping my Raging penis from entering my female parent love canal, was just a few layer of thread.
Suddenly A pant came from my mother and she instantly layed up in her bed and stared me dead in the eyes. With a hint of angriness in her vox, she asked what on world I was doing ?
Extremely hesitant to respond, I mumpled out a yes. She then asked what I thought of my moms breasts and how I felt about touching her in such a forbidden way.
I explained to her they felt incredable and that I loved touching her. I told her she had smooth breast, even though I only felt them through her nighty.

What came next took me by complete surprize. I felt her hands come up and grab both of mine and piazza my palms over bother of her titty.
Telling me to squash all I wanted, I did so and to my delight they felt just as good as before, if not even better.
Looking up at her to see her face, I saw had her read/write head faceing upward with her jaw open half way. I could n't hear it but in my gut I knew she was silently moaning in pleasure as I gropped her
big unit of ammunition titty. Looking at me again, she put her hand under my chin and said, How would you like to ....


Me and mom, Under the screen, In the cold ( chapter 1 )

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Hello readers ! I thank you for taking the time to read this story.
Please exit any provender back you feel is nessesary as well as if you 'd like me
to go on writing on this story, What you 'd like to see take place or what I can do to bring in
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