I also realized that I had another hard-on and wanted her. I knew it was wrong, but I wanted her to show me, teach me more. I slowly removed my hand and could not help but bring it to my nose and inhale her scent deeply. I sighed. I don't know why, but I opened my mouth and tasted her fluid. It was sweet and I loved it. I realized what I had done and looked up at her.
Mom was staring at me. Her eyes flicked from my mouth to my cock, to my eyes. She put her foot back on the floor and pushed me back onto the bed. She straddled me on her hands and knees. I felt her breasts against my chest and her fur brushed my cock as she lowered herself onto me. I felt her wetness as she slid her pussy along my shaft a few times. Then she grasped it and guided it into her. She held it there for a moment then pushed. I felt my cock slide into her several inches, only for her to stop and pull back a little. She then pushed down further, paused, and pushed again. Suddenly I was fully and completely buried in her.
It felt fantastic! Nothing had ever felt so good and so right. It was soft, warm, and wet. Mom had her eyes closed while doing this and moaned softly. The whole experience however was too much and I blew my load deep inside of her.
"Oh no!" I gasped.
But Mom didn't act upset, she seemed pleased in fact.
"Oh god, it feels so good..." she moaned as she sat up and caressed her belly as my cock finished belching my cum.
She rose up and I thought she was going to get off of it but instead she stopped with just the knob inside of her and slowly sank back down.
"Oh god..." I moaned.
"That is such a good cock, Lester. It has been too long since I had a nice big cock inside of me... Too long since I felt a hot load of spunk filling me... Too long..."
She leaned forward again, her tits pressed against me and she stared into my eyes as she rocked her hips up and down on my cock. Faster and faster she went. The room was filled with the sounds of my bed creaking and thumping against the wall, the wet sloppy, squishy sounds from our fluids seeking escape, and our labored breathing. She leaned closer and closer until our lips met. We kissed, far more passionate and for far longer. I loved the taste of her and relished the feel of her lips. My hands caressed her waist and hips. She broke the kiss and slid forward until her breasts were in my face. I kissed them and then began sucking on one. She gasped as I started thrusting in and out. I grasped her hips and held her tightly as my rutting instincts took over and I pounded her pussy harder and harder, faster and faster. She cried out, quite loudly,
"OH GOD!"
I felt her body stiffen and quiver. Her pussy seemed to squeeze my cock tightly and pulsed. And amazingly I blew a third, albeit much smaller load. I relaxed as she trembled for a moment longer then slowly relaxed on top of me.
Now Mom wasn't big, she had quite a nice trim figure, and I wrapped my arms around her and held her as we fought to catch our breath. Mom began to cry softly. Slowly she slid off of me and lay on my bed. I sat up, worried. But she was smiling at the same time.
After a few minutes, she sat up, reached out for me, and crawled into my lap. She kissed me and wiped her tears with the back of her hand.
"Thank you, Lester... I needed that. God how I needed that!"
"You mean you're not upset?"
"God no!" she said. "I needed a good fucking and it's been ten or twelve years since a man gave me a good orgasm. God, son, I could feel you spurting inside of me! It felt amazing and my orgasm was one of the best I've ever had! I'm not upset! I'm thrilled!"
"But what if you get pregnant now?"
Mom smiled, "That can't happen, honey. Remember when I got sick and stayed in the hospital? Gosh, you were what? Ten? Eleven years old? Well, I got sick because there was something wrong with my womb. The Doctors had to take it out. So I can't ever get pregnant!"
She stopped with a shocked look on her face. "Oh my god! I think your spunk is leaking!"
She hopped up and wiped her pussy, her hand had a small puddle of spunk and long tendrils running back to her folds.
"Wow!" she said surprised. "That's never happened before! Well, no one has ever given me so much either... It... feels strange and yet good. I don't know if I can keep it from leaking out though. My few lovers usually orgasm once and that's all. You've orgasmed in me, what? Three times? That's incredible!"
She bent over and wiped her messy hand on her soiled dress. When she stood, her eyes locked with mine.
"You must think I've lost my mind," she said. "Well, maybe I have. What we've done, no... what I've done is wrong. So very wrong. If anyone knew..."
"Yeah," I said, "But no one does. And I'm not gonna tell. People already think I'm weird. If they knew this? God! I'd die!"
Mom stopped and stepped closer. She bent over and put her hands on my shoulders.
"Lester, No one can ever know we did this. But I don't want you feeling guilty or embarrassed either. This was special... for both of us. Yes, you needed this, uh education... But sweetheart, I needed this too. I needed a man and you were amazing. Thank you for doing that for me."
Mom kissed me on the forehead and stood, smiling sweetly, her hands on her hips. I looked her over and for the first time ever, saw her as a woman, not my Mom. She stood 5'8" and was gifted with an amazing figure. Her bust was 36", her waist a mere 26", and her hips 38" (Later I would learn these measurements, but at this moment I just saw perfection.) Her legs were long and shapely, not skinny. Her skin tone was fair but flawless and her smile seemed suddenly brighter. I recognized that she was not just sexy, but beautiful.
"Mom, you are beautiful!" I blurted out.
"Oh! That's just because I'm naked!" she replied.
"No! Really. You are a beautiful woman and I don't know why guys aren't lining up to take you out all the time."
"What a sweet thing to say. Thank you."
She started to turn away but stopped.
"You know... it might have something to do with my not looking for a man too, right?"
"You aren't?"
She took a couple of steps over towards the door. I realized that I didn't want her to leave, I didn't want this magic to end.
"Why not? You said you needed a good fucking..." I said, surprising myself with the casual use of the word.
She stopped and stood there for a moment. She slowly turned and then leaned back against the door frame.
"I'm not sure I can talk about this right now, Lester. I might later... I hadn't thought about discussing... certain things with you. But now, after this... maybe."
She turned to go, I threw one more ploy.
"Mom, you forgot your clothes."
She turned and laughed. "So I did. I guess I'm a little distracted."
She walked over and bent over to pick them up. She had her back to me and kept her knees straight. This gave me a view of her ass and her pussy. She was close enough I could have touched her. I could even see thin tendrils of spunk hanging from her pussy. Too quickly the moment passed. She gathered her things and started to leave. She paused at the door.
"Lester, what just happened was special. This is not how we're going to continue. This was a one-time thing. It was wrong... but it was necessary. I don't regret it, but..."
She left the room.
Dinner was not typical. The TV was on and we listened to Walter Cronkite as we ate in silence. There was no conversation and she seemed to be trying to avoid eye contact. I did my homework while she did the dishes and some ironing. She surprised me by going to bed earlier than normal. She kissed me on the head and was gone. That night I did something unusual. I went to bed naked. I lay there and recalled how it felt to hold her, to kiss her. I got a hard-on and decided to masturbate. It was awkward at first but I managed to reach an orgasm. I was surprised by the amount of spunk and how far it shot. But it also made me feel better. I cleaned up and finally went to sleep.
Friday was weird. I went to school but avoided people. I no longer cared to be accepted or involved. I guess it showed because Steve Babcock, my off-and-on bully stopped me as we were walking home.
"Hey, Les! What's your problem today? Huh? Why are you dodging everyone? You think you're better than us because you make all A's?' he taunted, "Well I'm sick of it!" he threw a punch which I managed to block with my books."Oh, I dunno. I was hot, I figured why bother? I finished and realized I was starving. Why are you naked?"
Mom smiled and leaned back in her chair, hands in her lap, tits on full display. "I'm not sure. There have been times, with my girlfriends, that we strip and stay naked for as long as we can. It feels good, liberating, daring. I also wanted to cool off, it's rather warm today."
I decided to take a risk. "Do you want to have sex?"
Mom sighed. "Oh Lester, there is nothing I would rather do. But we can't. You are my son. It's wrong for us to have sex."
"But we did."
"Yes. I have been thinking about that. I realize that I was desperate for sex and saw a chance and took it. It was wrong. I took advantage of you."
"So what now?" I asked.
Mom got up and said, "We go sit down and talk. Rather I talk and you listen."
I followed her into the front room, she reclined on the sofa and I sat in the big armchair.
I dashed out on you because I was afraid of giving in and having more sex with you. See I was still very aroused and felt I would give in. I went down to the payphone and called Marie, she told me to come over. She asked what had upset me and of course, I couldn't tell her the truth. I said that I was feeling aroused when I walked in on you as you were masturbating. I told her I watched you and felt desire for an orgasm and fled lest I do something unnatural."
She shifted and crossed her legs. "Believe it or not, Marie asked if you had a big cock. I said it was and showed her like this (Mom gestured with her hands), and she shook her head. Lester, she actually asked me if I would fuck you if you weren't my son. Of course, I said yes. She asked if you were a virgin and of course, I said you were as far as I knew. So then she suggested we call Barbara. I realized this might backfire but thought it would be good for you."
Mom smiled and stretched.
"Of course I knew it would be good for her too! I'm glad it worked out."
"What did you mean that it could backfire?"
"Well if you somehow let it slip that we had fucked, or that sex with Barb might make you... uhm... hungrier?"
"Oh! Well, maybe."
Mom stared up at the ceiling. "Marie and I stripped, bathed together, made love, ate dinner, made love some more... it was wonderful."
"Tell me about it, please? I want to understand."
Mom smiled and sighed, "Okay, so Barbara introduced you to cunnilingus. Well, women and do that to each other too. We also use our hands to caress each other. Sometimes we insert a finger or two inside of each other and stroke, sometimes we use a toy. Marie has one made of ivory. It is carved to very closely resemble an erect male organ. When she uses that on me... and then puts her mouth on my pussy... I always climax."
She looked at me, "It's usually slower, more gentle than sex with a man, or at least in my experience."
"Oh," I said. "Well, if you don't want to have sex with me... Could I do those kinds of things for you? When you want to? And instead of fucking me, you could just use your hands and mouth like the first time..."
Mom started to speak but stopped. I rushed ahead.
"You said you would do it for me if I asked..."
Mom looked surprised. "Oh! I-I suppose I did, didn't I. Well, that was a mistake... on my part."
"Why? What do you mean?" I asked.
Mom sighed and rubbed her nose for a moment. She sat up and faced me.
"Look Lester, I want to help you explore your sexuality, to learn and grow, to become an amazing lover for the women who are going to come into your life. My actions the other day were with that goal in mind. I just didn't expect my boy to have such a nice cock, nor did I expect my desire to so weaken me. I thought I could take it slow and just help you climax. I had no intention of having sex with you. I thought it would be a thrill for you to see a naked woman, I had no idea it would thrill me too. I knew you would get excited to touch and feel a real pussy, but I got too excited myself and lost control. We are not supposed to be naked like this, but here we are. What I should have done is just set you up with Barbara from the get-go, but I wasn't thinking clearly."
"So, why are we naked?"
"Lester, If you are not comfortable being naked, not comfortable with your body, the way you look, well, you won't exude the confidence of a good lover. You need to be able to ignore your nudity and in a way, hers. If you focus on meeting her needs, pleasing her rather than pleasing yourself, she will see that and feel appreciated rather than used."
"Oh."
Mom got up and turned on the television. We sat and watched for a couple of hours. I decided to go take a shower. When I came out, Mom was finishing up a phone call.
"Lester, I know I was out all night, but Marie just called to ask me to come back tonight. She said she had a surprise for me. I didn't want to go but she insisted. Do you mind?"
"No Mom, go on."
Mom smiled and went into her bedroom leaving the door open. After freshening up and touching up her makeup, she called out,
"What do you think I should wear?"
I wandered in and decided to have some fun. I looked through her lingerie drawer and handed her a garter belt, some stockings, and a bra and panty set. I paused and put the panties back.
Mom raised an eyebrow and smiled, "No panties?"
"Barbara wore only a garter belt, stockings, and a trenchcoat."
"Oh my god!" Mom exclaimed. "That woman is so daring!"
As she donned these I went to her closet and looked for a particular dress I liked. I found it and held it out for her. It was a short-sleeved dress, red with tiny white polka dots, a white collar, and white buttons all the way down the front. It fit her nicely, stopping an inch below her knee. I waited until she donned the dress and her heels before stopping her. I unbuttoned the top three buttons then knelt and unbuttoned the bottom three. She looked in the mirror and moved a little, posing. Then she unbuttoned another on the top and bottom as well. This allowed the dress to gap and show off the top of her stockings and some of her chest.
"If we're going to be risque..." she said smiling, "Let's be truly risque."
I took a chance and stepped forward. I slipped my left arm about her waist and pulled her tight. As she had just spent time doing her lipstick, I tilted my head and kissed her neck. She giggled, then gasped as my right hand slipped in the open skirt and slid up to her bare pussy. I brushed my fingers through her fur and down to her pussy where I played for a brief moment with her lips. Her hand grasped my wrist and I expected her to push me aways, but she didn't.
"Gently!" she whispered in my ear. "Slowly explore, don't rush it."
I did slow down and finally found her slit. My middle finger passed in between her lips and into her warm, moist pussy. Mom nibbled my ear as I pushed it in as far as I could. I wiggled it about and stroked a couple of times as she squeezed me. Finally, I kissed her neck just below her ear and ever so slowly slipped my finger out and brought it to my face.
It was wet with her fluids and I inhaled her scent and sighed. Mom surprised me when she smelled it too. Then, smiling, she opened her mouth and sucked my finger clean. Stepping away and grabbing her purse she grinned.
"I told you I like the taste of pussy! Now, go jack off and I'll see you tomorrow!"
I actually didn't jack off. I intended to. In fact, I laid down on her bed and started, but somehow, I fell asleep. I dreamed about Mom making love to me. And I dreamed about her and Marie. But I awoke to a full bladder. I stumbled to the bathroom and relieved myself. I went to my bedroom and fell into bed. I was awakened around eleven as a car pulled in and a car door slammed. A minute later Mom came in. I heard her drop her purse on the table and she came directly to my room. She rapped lightly on the door frame.
"Lester? Are you awake?"
"Yeah Mom, What's up? I thought you were spending the night..."
Mom came in and sat on my bed. I sat up.
"Yes... well, uh... You see..." She was struggling for some reason. She sighed heavily and looked at me. "It has to do with Marie's 'surprise'. I got there and she was appreciative of the way I dressed, rather the way you dressed me. She has said for too long that I dress too plain. Well, we sat and kissed, then after a drink, she said it was time for my surprise." Mom took a deep breath before plunging in. "She called out and a young man came in. He was about twenty-one, tall, dark, and handsome. She said he was her gift to me I was to have sex with him. I asked who he was and she said, 'does it matter?' Well, he was good looking and since we had sex, I've been itching for another cock so I said let's go. I bent over the foot of the bed and he lifted my skirt and we fucked. It was pretty good too... But I didn't climax. It was exciting, felt good and all, but I wasn't getting close to orgasming. So I suggested we switch positions. He lay on the bed and I still dressed, mounted him. We had slow, gentle sex and I looked around and realized that there were things in this room that must be his. I asked if he lived here and he said yes, it was his room, that he was home from college for the summer.
I got up and went to confront Marie. Lester, she not only admitted that he was her son, but she also admitted SHE had sex with HIM! She said he was a good lover and she had trained him well. I was stunned. Lester, she smiled at me and said that there were a lot of women who are secretly having sex with their sons! She said she had no problem with it. She said Mothers had a responsibility to teach their sons. She said she believed it was healthy and widespread but so scandalous that no one ever admitted to it. I was struggling with this and Peter, that was his name, came down to find out what the fuss was. Well, Marie suggested that we take Peter and have a threesome!"
Mom paused to take a breath.
"Well... Did you?" I asked.
Mom laughed. "Oh no, no I didn't. I mean. How could I? That was just too much, too quick."
"So what did you do?"
"Well, I left. I went to see Joyce. As luck would have it, Carol was with her. I hesitated to tell them the whole story but simply said that I had interrupted you as you were masturbating and was shocked at your size and fled. They looked at each other and both said I was crazy. They said they had taught their sons, taken their virginity!"
"But you said they were... uh lesbee..."
"Lesbians, yes. They prefer women but apparently set that aside to educate their sons. I ended up staying and asking questions. Well, it seems that they each had similar encounters. While traveling, Joyce and her son had to share a bed. She awoke with him spooned behind her and an erection. Carol actually did walk in on her son masturbating with a pair of her panties. They each said having sex with their sons was only for their education and lasted only for a few days or so. Both declared it was nice and heartwarming. They said they actually grew to love each other more deeply. However, since they are lesbians, neither one came close to orgasm."
Mom sat quietly for a moment, I could see she was wrestling with something.
"What?"
"Well, it seems I'm not a very good liar. Joyce guessed that I hadn't fled but did indeed have sex with you. I admitted it and she also guessed that I enjoyed it. I admitted that I orgasmed and told them how great it was. I just couldn't stop myself, it was like I needed to confess as badly as I wanted to brag about my son. Well, in short, they both told me I wasn't a true lesbian but something in between called bi-sexual and that they considered me to be very lucky." She paused and took a deep breath. "They also told me to go home and fuck you..."
I was grinning now. "You know, you look really nice in that dress..."
Mom smiled back, "Thank you, sweetie, would you like to make love?"
"Yes, very much!" I answered and pulled her to me.
We kissed and I pushed my sheet and bedspread aside. Mom straddled me and rubbed her pussy against my stiff cock for a minute or two. Then she reached down and held it as she slid ever so slowly down onto it. As I sank deeper and deeper into her I was in heaven. She felt so good! Warm, wet, and snug. We made love slowly at first, and she opened her dress completely. I reached around and unhooked her bra and she lifted her breasts out. I kissed them as we made love, gradually picking up the pace. Of course, my first orgasm was way too quick, but I couldn't help it. Mom didn't seem to mind. She stood up and walked over to my desk, bending over with her back to me she wiggled her hips and giggled. I stepped up behind her and lifted her dress. Her hips, ass, and wet pussy were so sexy that I was hard in a minute. I slid it in from behind.
It felt wonderful! She seemed tighter and the position became one of our favorites. I was content to take it easy but Mom urged me on.
"Fuck me faster! Faster! Oh yes! That's sooo good! Oh god, it feels sooo good! Oh god! Yes!"
After a few minutes of this, with her constant encouragement, I was startled to hear her switch to a whiney, high-pitched voice.
"Oh yes! Fuck me harder! Fuck me harder! Pound my pussy! Gah! Harder! HARDER!
I tried really pounding her. I gripped her waist and slammed into her every thrust.
"YES! OH GOD YES! YES! YES! YES! GAAAHHHHHH!"
Mom's orgasm was a big one and it or her screams triggered mine. I finally finished and felt exhausted and spent. I backed away and as my cock slipped from her pussy, it was followed by a flood of fluid. I stumbled back to my bed and sat down.
Mom stood there, bent over my desk, her knees trembling as globs of semen flowed out and dropped to the floor. Long tendrils hung from her lips down to her knees. She continued to moan.
After several minutes she pushed away from the desk and stood, albeit shakily. She finished removing her dress and bra, then came over to sit on the bed I held her as she struggled to remove her stockings and garter belt.
When at last we were naked together I laid down and she snuggled up against me.
"I may be making a huge mistake Lester, but I am powerless to resist you. That was an amazing orgasm. I felt it from my scalp to my toes and it was so intense and lasted for soooo long... If you can give me orgasms like that, I'll be your lover any time you want me."
Well, friends, that was exactly what happened. Folks never figured out there was anything sexual between us. Even after I fell in love and got married, we still found time for an occasional love-making session. Then when my son was about to turn eighteen and was also awkward and shy, my wife surprised the hell outta me by revealing she knew about our past and asked if I would allow her to teach our son.
Of course, I said yes.