章節 3700: SEX-ED FOR MY SON
smiled as I looked at the object that had recently been hidden on the shelf. Well, hidden might be too strong of a word for it. It obviously was not hidden well enough since I noticed something odd and then found it fairly easily. I couldn't be mad about it. Sure, other women would be, but it was more pathetic than evil. I had a quick debate in my mind about what to do. No, I couldn't just let it go. That would send the wrong message. I also decided that punishment was the wrong answer as well. That would just stifle his curiosity and embarrass him further. No, I needed to help bring him out of his shell, not push him farther into it. Besides, he was my baby boy. It was my responsibility to help him learn and foster an environment where he could open up and ask any questions that he might have. I made up my mind on my course of action.
Before I go any farther, I should probably give you some information about us. My name is Tammy Baker. I have one son, Aaron, who turned 18-years old last month. My boyfriend in high school knocked me up just before we graduated, then promptly moved to the other side of the country for college. He has never been back, and We haven't heard from him since. With him out of the picture, I put all of my energies into raising my son and going to college. My parents were obviously disappointed in me for getting pregnant at that point in my life, but they stepped up and helped my as I went to the local college and got my degree in Computer Science.
After getting my degree, I managed to land a good job in IT for a large company in my hometown. Mom babysat as I was working. She would also watch Aaron occasionally when I went out for the evening. I never had another real lasting relationship, but I did have some (discrete) sexual affairs over the years. Since I know that you will ask, yes, a few of them were with women as well. I was introduced to the intricacies of sapphic love by my lab partner during a late-night term paper writing session. It was early morning when we finished, and instead of going home, we broke out a bottle of wine to celebrate. We somehow ended up naked in her bed doing a 69. Two hours of more orgasms than I could count planted me firmly in the bisexual camp. I still enjoyed men, so I wasn't a full-on lesbian.
OK, about me. I'm 36-years old. I already told you that I gave birth to Aaron when I was 18-years old. I'm 5'6" tall, weigh about 115-pounds, and workout to keep myself looking good. I have a nice set of 36C boobs, flat tummy, and hips that flair out nicely. I also have a very nice tight rounded ass. My strawberry blonde hair is usually kept in a ponytail down to the middle of my shoulder blades. My eyes are blue, lips pouty, nose small and thin. I'm no super model, but I am very pretty.
Aaron is 5'11" tall. He inherited his sperm donor's black hair and brown eyes. He's rather thin at around 150-pounds. He is a very handsome boy. His main issue is that he is very shy. All through high school, he has been a nerd. He's very good with computers, science and math. He also isn't an athletic superstar. He's not really unathletic, but he isn't really good enough to start on any of the sports teams at his school. I'm almost positive that he's still a virgin. He's never gone out on a date, and never to any of the parties that his classmates have thrown. He has a couple of good friends, and he's stayed over at their houses (When their parents were home) playing video games most of the night.
What Aaron needed was confidence. I also didn't want him to think that there was anything that he couldn't have an open and honest conversation with me about. If he had questions, he should be able to ask me anything without fear. Besides, the obvious questions he had, based upon what I had just found, were questions that I was very well qualified to answer for him. With that, I picked up the device and strode out of the room to find him.
"Aaron, I need to talk to you for a bit." I said as I walked into the livingroom.
Aaron had his back to me as he was playing one of his video games on the big screen TV. He paused the game and turned to look at me. When his eyes found be, they went as big as dinner plates. He immediately turned a dark shade of red, then quickly turned his head away from me.
"MOM! You're naked!" He cried out.
"Yes, I am. That's kind of what I need to talk to you about." I answered.
OK. I had left a minor detail or two out earlier. You see, the device I found was a small spy camera. It was one of those little things that would record what the lens could see, and wirelessly transmit it to a receiving unit somewhere else in the house. It had been hidden on my shelf, so that it could capture most of my bedroom -- including my bed. I had just finished showering and then masturbating on my bed when I noticed that some things on that shelf had been moved around a bit. After cleaning off my vibrator, I went to investigate and found the hidden camera.
Yes, I know that most women would have been mortified and angry, but I saw this as normal teenage curiosity. This was a teaching moment, not a screaming moment. Yes, he needed to be taught that spying on women like that is wrong, but that could be done more effectively by fixing the root of the problem rather than punishing the symptom. If you don't cure the disease, the symptoms either keep returning or other symptoms come up -- usually worse symptoms the longer the disease goes unchecked. The root of the problem in this case was blatantly obvious and fairly easy to fix.
I walked over and stood between him and the TV. Yes, I was completely naked. I held out my hand and spoke to him.
"Aaron. I found this spy camera in my bedroom. I can only assume that it was you that put it there."
He kept his eyes on the floor. "I, I, I'm s, s, sorry." He mumbled.
"Aaron. Look at me." His eyes didn't move. "LOOK. AT. ME!"
His head slowly came up, and his eyes roamed over my nude form.
"Aaron, have you ever seen a naked woman before. I mean, aside from pictures and videos, have you ever seen a naked girl in real life before?" I asked softly.
"No." He mumbled.
I was excited at his answer. He was a blank canvas. I suddenly pictured Michelangelo as he looked at the bare ceiling of the Sistine Chapel before he made his first brush stroke. Aaron was going to be my masterpiece. I would take my shy, unconfident son and turn him into a confident man that knew how to please a woman. I would teach him about how to work a woman's body and mind to give her the best sexual pleasure possible. I would teach him how to use his hands, fingers, tongue, and cock to give a woman orgasm after orgasm.
"That's OK. I assumed that was the case when I found your camera. "Now, you know that spying on people is bad. Putting this camera in my bedroom was wrong, and I don't ever want to catch you doing that again. After today, I really don't think that will be necessary anyway."
"Now, you've gotten a good look at my naked body. Do you have any questions?"
He looked up at me, in my eyes this time. "You are really just going to stand there naked and let me look at you?"
"Yes, I am. I want you to know that you can talk to me about anything. I'm your mother, and I want you to be comfortable with talking to me about anything. I figured that if the issue was that you needed to see a naked woman, it was best just to show you one and get it done with. Now, stand up."
He stood up in front of me. I reached out and took his hands in mine. "So, since you have never seen a naked woman in real life, you have obviously never touched one either. Go ahead and feel my breasts." I said as I lifted his hands up to cup my tits. "That's it." I said as his hands cupped my breasts. "Now, gently caress and squeeze them. Brush my nipples with your thumbs. Good. You see how my nipples are getting harder? That means that I am really enjoying this. You can also lightly pinch, pull, and twist them. Not too hard, but gently."
I've always had very sensitive breasts and nipples. I've even orgasmed just my having my breasts and nipples played with. Having Aaron caressing them was getting my pussy really wet. I took his left hand and slowly moved it down to my pussy as my other hand went behind his head and guided his lips to by breast.
"There. Now, gently begin kissing and tonguing my nipple. As you do that, softly stroke my pussy. That's it. Feel how wet I am down there? That's good. Now, do you feel that bump at the top of my slit? That's my clitoris. It's very sensitive, so you need to be gentle with it. Gently stroke it. You can also finger circles around it as well. Ooohhhh. You're doing so well."
I reached down and guided his hand again.
"Soooooo goooooodddd. Now, use two fingers and push them into my pussy. As you begin thrusting them in and out, push the palm of your hand against my pussy. The movement of your hand will cause the palm of your hand to rub my pussy and clit. That's it. You're doing so good. You're about to make me have an orgasm. Yes, yes, yes, oooooohhhhhhh GGGGGoooooooooodddddddddd! I'm cuuuummmmmmiiiiinnnnngggggg!"
I cried out as the orgasm washed over me. I admit that I had been aroused before we even began. I was still riding the high of my orgasm from masturbating earlier, so it really didn't take much to push me over again. It wasn't the biggest orgasm of my life, but it was still a really nice one. I was leaning against him as I recovered. Thankfully, he noticed my legs beginning to give out, so he grabbed me around my waist and held me up. After a couple moments, I was recovered enough to continue.
"That was very good, Aaron. Now, let me take care of something for you. Don't worry if it happens fast. We just need to get the first one out of the way, then the others will last longer."
With that, I slipped down to my knees and unfastened the cargo shorts he was wearing. I told him to pull off his shirt as I lowered his shorts and underwear. I had him step out of them, then tossed them aside. I was pleasantly surprised to see an 8-inch long, 1-1/2-inch diameter cock standing rigidly in front of me. I looked up into his eyes.
"I'm going to give you a blowjob now. It probably won't last very long, but that's OK. This is your first time, and you are pretty worked up. Once we get this one out of the way, the others will last longer. We will also work on your stamina to get you to last even longer."
With that, I wrapped my lips around his cock and started sucking. I used my tongue to wrap around his cock as I was bobbing up and down. True to my words, he didn't even last a full minute before he began blasting off in my mouth. I would discuss warning his partner later. I wasn't really upset at his lack of warning me, I had kind of expected it. It was his first time, after all. His taste was salty, but with a hint of sweetness to it. I'm not one of those women that really loves the taste of semen. I don't hate it either. I think it's kind of blah actually. I swallow it for a couple of reasons. First off, it's less messy. Second, the guys like it, and I do it because if I'm going to have sex with them, then I like them enough to do this small thing for them. It was now time to move along.
"OK, Aaron. Now, this is very important. There are a lot of selfish guys out there that refuse to go down on a woman, but they insist on the woman sucking their dicks. If you expect a woman to put your cock in her mouth, then you should be willing to lick their pussy. Believe me, if you get good at it, you will need to fight the women off with a stick once they hear about it. And, believe me, they will hear about it. Women talk about sex with their friends just as much as guys talk about women that they've had sex with. Now, don't get me wrong here. You shouldn't be blabbing to anyone about who you have sex with. It's rather rude to do that to a girl. The double standard in our culture paints a woman who has sex with different guys as a slut, but a guy that has sex with several woman is considered a stud. If you go bragging about the women you sleep with, you could end up giving a nice girl a bad reputation and hurting her. Do you understand"
"Yeah. I get it. There are a couple girls at school with that reputation. One of them is a really nice girl too."
"Good. Now, lets go to my bedroom and continue. I'm going to teach you how to properly lick a pussy."
With that, I stood up, took his hand, and led him to my bed. I sat on my bed and took a few minutes to educate him on the anatomy of a woman's pussy. I talked for a couple minutes about technique as well. Eventually, I repositioned myself and laid back on the pillows. I guided him over until he was kneeling between my legs with his face at my pussy.
"OK, Aaron. Start with a big lick from the bottom of my slit up to my clitoris. That felt really nice. What do you think?"
"It's not nearly like I was expecting, mom. I've heard a lot of guys at school talking, and I was expecting a really bad taste. This actually doesn't taste too bad. In fact, I think I kind of like it."
"that's good, dear. Go on. Take another taste."
He did. Then another one after that. Soon, he was licking with enthusiasm.
"Slow down, Sweetheart. It's not a race. Take your time and explore. Pay attention to what my body is telling you. Listen to the moans and small cries I make to guide you to what works best. Don't forget to pay attention to my clitoris as well."
I laid back and began enjoying myself. Aaron was always an excellent student, and he didn't disappoint me here. Don't get me wrong here, he was far from an expert, but I could envision him learning quickly. He did pay attention and began hitting the right spots more often. I could feel my orgasm building.
"F-f-f-fingers." I gasped. "Put two fingers inside me, then curl them upwards and start feeling along the top side. There is a small spot that feels slightly different. See if you can find it, then start rub.... OHMYGOD! RIGHT THERE.....YYYYYEEEEEESSSSSSSS!"
He found it, then began lashing my clit with his tongue. I exploded. Maybe it was the whole taboo thing with having sex with my own son. Maybe it was the fact that I hadn't had sex with anyone in over six months. Maybe it was that I had been horney all morning. Maybe it was the knowledge that I was with a complete virgin this time, and that I knew that we would be going 'around the world'. All I know is that I practically levitated off the bed. I'm not sure how he stayed on as I was bucking and thrashing on the mattress. The only downside was that he stopped after my orgasm faded away. I would need to discuss continuing for another orgasm or two later.
Now, however, there was another lesson due. After all, it would be downright cruel to leave him in the state he was in. God bless 18-year-olds and their quick recovery time. In case you were wondering, yes, I was ready and wanting the next lesson as well. Thankfully, I didn't have to worry about birth control. I'd had my tubes tied several years ago.
I reached down and pulled him up on top of me. I held his head in my hands as I pulled him down as I moved up to meet him. Parting my lips and tilting my head, my lips met his. My tongue touched his lips, and he parted them slightly allowing me access. His tongue responded to my lead as we kissed passionately. As we were kissing, I reached my right hand down, took his cock, and guided it to my waiting opening.
"Gently now." I whispered after breaking our kiss. "You can't just ram it into a woman. You have a large cock, and that would hurt your partner. You need to be careful and ease it in, so she has time to stretch and adjust." He began to slowly press his cock into me. "That's good. Just like that. OK, now pull back a bit, then push back in. Good. A little more. Oh, that feels so good. OK, back a bit, then back in a little farther."
God, I was feeling full. None of the men that I have had sex with over the last several years was even close to his size. Sure, the women were a different story, they could pick the size of their dildos. It still wasn't the same. He worked his way in completely. I had him pause for a minute once he was all the way in.
I had him start off slow. My pussy was absolutely gushing by that point. I urged him on when I had adjusted to his cock in my pussy. He sped up. I could feel my orgasm growing. Every time he pushed in; his pelvis would make contact with my clit. His large cock was hitting all the right places inside me. I was in ecstasy. I wrapped my legs around his waist and locked my ankles together. I met him thrust for thrust. I cried out as my orgasm crashed through me. "Harder, harder." I cried. Another orgasm ripped through me just before I felt the jets of his cum erupt deep inside me.
We laid together for several minutes as we recovered. I told him that it was important to cuddle with his lover afterwards. That helps build intimacy, and most women appreciated that. We cuddled and kissed for several minutes as out breathing and heartbeats returned to normal. Eventually, I had him roll off of me. I felt his softening cock slip out. We continued to lay side-by-side and cuddle for several minutes.
"Now, Darling, I think we need a shower. Showering with your lover is always much better than showering alone."
I took his hand and led him off the bed and into my ensuite bathroom. After a few minutes for the water to warm up and adjusting it to the proper temperature, I pulled him into the shower. We kissed again as the water from my 'Rainforest' showerhead ran over us. Once we were soaked with the water, I took a palm of shampoo and began massaging it into his hair. When he was fully lathered, I rinsed, then lathered him up again. When that was rinsed, I massaged conditioner in, let it sit for a minute, then rinsed that out.
When his hair was done, I put some body wash on my hands and began lathering up his shoulders, chest, and back. I let my thumbs brush over his nipples several times. Yes, his cock responded to that. I rinsed the soap off and began to wash him off lower on his body. I had to use my hands on his shoulders, chest, and upper back, because I was a bit shorter than he was. Now, I could do what I wanted to do in the first place. I lathered up my breasts, then began to use by soap covered tits to rub the body wash on him. I started with his abdomen. I looked him in the eyes as I rubbed my soap covered tits over him. I applied more body wash to my tits as I began rubbing them down his legs. I slowly lifted his foot and rubbed my soapy tits all over it. Then I did the same with his other foot. Once that was done, I repeated that on his lower back, ass, thighs, and lower legs. Now, it was time to complete his washing.
moved back in front of him, and I poured a liberal amount of body wash on my tits. Looking directly in his eyes, I squeezed my tits together and placed his cock between them. Back and forth, I moved as I was sliding my breasts over his engorged cock. He had to lean forward and brace his hands against the shower wall as I gave him a titty fuck.
Then it was my turn. I sowed him the shampoo to use. His hands were wonderful as he gently massaged the shampoo into my long hair. If you have never showered with a lover, I highly recommend it. It can be a very sensuous experience having someone shampoo your hair for you. After rinsing and repeating, he took the conditioner and massaged that in as well. Then it was waiting a full minute before rinsing. I'm not sure exactly how long we waited, since I had turned to face him, wrapped my arms around him, and we rubbed against each other as I gave Aaron another lesson in French kissing. Eventually, we broke apart and he ran his hands through my hair, making sure to rinse the conditioner out of my hair thoroughly.
Next came the body wash. He began at my shoulders, arms, and back. No loofa for him. He used his hands to massage and spread the soap. After rinsing that off, he refilled his hands with the gel, then began on my front side. Technically speaking, he did spend too much time soaping up my breasts, but I wasn't complaining. His caressing of my breasts, flicking, pinching, and pulling of my nipples really turned me on. I almost orgasmed again as he rubbed my tits while rinsing the soap off. I was so close to an orgasm that I almost screamed when he bypassed my pussy to wash my ass and legs. He even slipped a soapy digit into my ass and thrust it in and out for a moment. I was literally trembling in need as he finally used his soapy hand to rub over my drooling pussy. It was when he directed the water to my pussy to rinse it off that he inserted one finger then used his thumb to brush my clit. Thank God he had his other arm wrapped around me as I came on his hand. He had to hold me up as my legs gave out when the orgasm crashed through me. When I recovered, I felt that the water had cooled significantly. Maybe it was time to replace the water heater with a tankless system that could supply and endless amount of hot water.
By that time, we both needed to recuperate and get some fuel for later. I still had some things to teach Aaron. We dried off, and I sent him to his room to get dressed. When he left, I took my lotion and applied it all over to keep my skin smooth and soft. While I had Aaron get dressed, I had decided to stay naked. It actually aroused me to be naked in front of someone who was dressed. I admit that I am a closet exhibitionist. Some of those 'accidental' flashes that I did over my adult life haven't been as accidental as they may have seemed.
I slipped on a pair of 4-inch heels to make my legs and ass look even better, then left my bedroom to go and make us some lunch. I did wear an apron while working at the stove. Got to protect the Girls, don't ya know. Still, Aaron got a good show as he sat at the kitchen island watching me cook. Of course, I had to bend over occasionally to get pots and pans out of the lower cabinets. He took every advantage to feel my ass whenever I wandered close enough. Truthfully, I managed to wander close enough than was really necessary.
After lunch, I really needed a nap. I took Aaron and we laid down on the couch watching some mindless TV. He was laying with his back to the back of the couch, and I was spooned up against him on the front of the couch. I reached around for his arm and brought it around me to snuggle. His hand was resting on my tit. It was warm and comfortable. I soon dozed off.
I woke up about an hour later feeling refreshed. Aaron was still spooned against me, and his hand was still on my tit. He was still sleeping, so I carefully slid off the couch. After using the bathroom and getting something to drink, I went and got the supplies that I would need for his next lesson for the day. He was just rousing from his nap as I was putting the supplies on the end table beside the couch. I also dropped a pillow on the floor in front of the couch.
"Good afternoon, Aaron. Did you have a nice nap?" I asked.
"Hmmmmm, yeah. It was nice, especially since I was cuddled up to the sexiest woman I know." He smiled.
"Mmmmmm. Your flattery will get you everything." I grinned. "Now, it's time for another lesson. This one is a bit tricky, so you really need to pay attention. This can be very good for both partners if it is done correctly, but it can be a horrible experience if done incorrectly." I explained.
I had him get undressed as I positioned myself on the couch. I made sure to put a towel underneath me to prevent a mess on the couch. I sat with my ass on the edge of the couch, then leaned back and pulled my knees up to my chest.
"OK, Aaron. Now, we are going to do anal. In other words, you are going to be fucking my ass. Normally, this is done while the woman is on her knees with her face down and ass raised up. We are doing it in this position so I can look in your eyes as you fuck me. Also, it's easier for us to communicate like this and talk to you as we go along.
"This is very important; a woman's ass does not produce a natural lubricant like her pussy does. That means that you need to lubricate her ass and your cock really well in order to prevent injuring her. Also, her ass does not stretch as easily as her pussy does. You first need to gently stretch and prepare her to take you. You have a rather large cock, so preparation is especially important for you. First off, dip one finger into the jar of lube, then ease it into my ass. Go slow. Push it in and out as you twist. That will begin stretching my ass and spreading the lube all around. That's it. Now push it in a little farther. Feel how I'm loosening up and it's easier for your finger to slide in and out?"
This was starting to feel pretty good.
"OK. Now dip that finger and the one next to it in the jar, then repeat what you just did. You are going to need to go slow because you are doubling the size that you are pushing into me. Oh, yes. Just like that. Keep twisting your fingers around to stretch me all out. That's good. You are doing great."
There was a bit of burning pain as he first slid the second finger in, but it soon dissipated and began to feel really good. I've been fucked in my ass more than a few times. Some of them have happened without the proper preparation and have been less than optimal experiences. Thankfully, the majority of the times were with men (and a woman or two) that knew what they were doing.
"OK, Aaron. Usually, that is good enough for most men, but you are considerably bigger than most. You need to add a third finger to really stretch me out. Go ahead and lube up three fingers and continue what you have been doing."
Damn, this was feeling good. The burning feeling quickly changed to pleasure as he was sawing his fingers in and out as he twisted them. He had used plenty of lube, so there was no problem with him pushing his fingers in and out.
"OK. I'm almost prepared. Just another minute of this. Go ahead and take some lube in your other hand and spread it all over your cock."
He continued to lube and stretch my ass as he dipped a couple fingers from his other hand into the jar and began smearing the lube on his magnificent cock.
"Alright. We are ready. Pull your fingers out of my ass and SLOWLY begin pushing your cock in. Now, I've had my ass fucked several times, and I really like it. Other women that you want to try this with may not have done it before, or they have had a bad experience with it. They may be scared or, at least really nervous. One thing that you can do to help relax them and make it a good experience is to finger their clitoris as you are entering them. It is really helpful if they are relaxed as you begin. It isn't necessary with me, since I'm more experienced with it, but I really don't mind if you want to practice that as well." I said with a grin.
Much to my delight, he took me up on my suggestion. He used his thumb to start stroking my engorged clitty. I continued to encourage him, giving suggestions on his speed and technique. I had him pause and let me adjust to his cock. I had him pull out a bit, then push in a bit farther. Eventually, I felt his thighs pushing up against me, signaling that he was fully embedded in my ass.
"That was very good, Aaron. Now, just hold it right there as I fully stretch out and adjust to you. Keep stroking my clit. You can take your other hand and play with my tits as well. Anything you can do to help arouse your partner and make them relax to your anal invasion helps."
We laid there for a full minute as I adjusted my breathing and got used to the log that was stuck up my ass. I couldn't help it. That stupid Christmas song "Who put the Stump" By Bob Rivers flashed through my mind. In case y9ou haven't heard it, it's about a Christmas angel on top of the Christmas tree. She is complaining about the top of the Christmas tree being shoved up her ass and how having it up her ass is so uncomfortable. It's really hilarious. Look it up and listen to it.
"Alright, Aaron. Now, start taking long, slow strokes. Slowly, pull almost all the way out, then push all the way back in. Go slow for a while. That's it. Slowly back....... Slowly in....... Back....... In. Keep going just like that. That feels sooooooo gooooooood."
He was agonizingly slow, but it felt so good. He had continued to stroke my clit and play with my nipples. I felt the stirrings of an orgasm beginning to build.
"Now, see how my breathing has started to change? That means that I'm starting to really enjoy what you are doing. Now, you can slowly begin building speed. You can't suddenly change from low gear to balls-to-the-wall. It's more like slowly accelerating as if a cop car is beside you as you are pulling away from a stoplight. That's good. Just a bit faster after every couple of strokes. Good. I can feel my orgasm rising."
I was talking hi through it. As he sped up his thrusting, my orgasm continued to rise. He was now fucking my ass with abandon. I was thrusting my hips to meet his every stroke. He had stopped playing with my tits, instead using that hand to brace himself on the couch. I had released my grip on my thighs to hole my legs up. My ankles were now resting on his shoulders.
"OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH FFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKKKK!" I screamed out as my orgasm hit me like a freight train.
As my orgasm consumed me, I felt my pussy and ass begin spasming, contracting automatically as the waves of pleasure flowed though me. Aaron let out an animalistic growl as the contractions in my asshole milked his seed from him. I felt every jet of his seed deep inside my bowels as he filled my ass.
We stayed in that position for several minutes. He had collapsed on top of me. His erection slowly shrank until it finally slid from within me. Once we had recovered sufficiently, Arron rolled off of me to sit beside me. I lowered my legs back to the floor and pulled myself into a more comfortable sitting position. My ass was a bit sore; it had been a while since it had been used like that.
"Well, Aaron. You did very well on your first day of lessons. I still have quite a bit to teach you about pleasing a woman, but I would give you an A+ at this point." I complimented him.
"Wow. That was great, mom. Are you saying that we are going to continue these lessons?"
"Of course, Dear. That is, if you want to."
"Oh yeah. When can we do the next lesson?" He asked eagerly.
"I'm thinking probably tomorrow. There are some other things that I really need to get done this afternoon and evening." I saw a look of disappointment in his eyes. "However, if you don't mind, maybe I can just stay naked whenever we are at home." I got a bit of a devilish look on my face. "That way, you can practice your seduction techniques on me. Who knows, maybe you can get me so aroused that I will not be able to hold back."
Let's just say that Aaron was an exceptional student. He ended up having a lot of 'extra credit' in his studies. Over the next few weeks, I taught him everything he would ever need to know about pleasing a woman in bed (on the couch, dining room table, shower, backyard, floor, kitchen island, etc.). maybe it wasn't a great idea for me to remain naked at home. Several chores were cut short when I was in the middle of them. OK, so maybe I did purposely get a bit to close as I bent over to pick something up off the floor. I did eventually go back and finish the task.
"By the way, Aaron. How much video did you get before I noticed the camera, and did you show those videos to any of your friends?" I asked him about a week later.
"Uuuuummmmmm, it was there for a couple days before you found it. Uuumm, well, Jimmy, Mark, and Zack were all here when I put it in your room. The camera actually belongs to Zack. I, uuuhhh, kinda had to show them the video."
"I see. Are they all virgins as well?" I asked with a smile that would fit very well on a barracuda. I began to think that it might be time to add Gang Bang techniques to Aaron (and his friends) education.
No, this isn't one of those fantasy stories where my son and I moved to another country and lived as husband and wife. That was just plain unrealistic. Aaron was a young man, and I was a middle-aged woman. It never would have worked, and I never wanted that anyway. Besides, I would never have grandchildren that way. What did happen was that Aaron met a sweet young woman and fell in love with her. Surprisingly, she was a virgin.
Maybe I will write about when I took her under my tutelage and (with Aaron's help, of course) gave her my personal sex education course as well. After all, I needed to do all I could to help my son be happy in life.
And now for something completely irrelevant:
An elderly couple (they were in their 70s) walked into an appointment with a therapist.
"What can I help you with?" The therapist asked.
"Well," the elderly gentleman stuttered. "We've been having some difficulty with sexual intercourse. We were wondering if you could observe us making love on the couch and tell us if we are doing anything wrong."
The therapist was obviously shocked, but he was a conscientious therapist that was dedicated to helping couples with their problems. He reluctantly agreed.
With that, the elderly couple removed their clothes and began a very vigorous session of fucking. Once they concluded, they redressed and sat down to talk to the counselor.
"Honestly, I saw nothing wrong with your performances. It seemed that you two did very well for yourselves. I don't know what you think that your problem might be, but I didn't see any issues."
"Thank you for your help." The couple responded.
"You're welcome." Said the bewildered therapist. "Your bill for this session is $50. You may pay the receptionist as you leave."
A week later, the same couple returned. It was an identical reenactment of the pr3evious week. Again, the therapist saw nothing to be concerned with from their performance. The couple happily paid the $50 fee as they left.
Over the next two months, the couple returned at the same time each week without fail. Each session was identical to the last. Finally, the therapist had to ask them about it.
"Look. The two of you have been coming in here claiming that you need help in your sexual intercourse. Each week, I tell you that you are doing nothing wrong, and that the sex between you two is very good. Why do you keep coming back?" he asks.
The elderly couple look at one another, then back at the therapist.
The man begins, "Well, I'm married to a frigid woman who refuses all of my sexual advances."
The woman adds, "And my husband hasn't been able to get an erection for the last 10-Years. We met each other at the senior center a few months ago and compared stories. We decided that we should get together once a week to have sex."
The elderly man then picked up the conversation. "We were using motels, but we are both on fixed incomes. Motel 6 costs $69 a night. Super 8 is $75. The Marriot is $169. First off, we don't need the entire night, we only need about an hour. You only charge us $50 for the hour, and that's all we need anyway."
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