章節 2947: HOME LEARNING FOR MY SON
My Jimmy was being a typically withdrawn teenager.
I let my mind wander over the years as I thought about him.
He'd been a lovely child to bring up; always polite and thoughtful, helpful and loving and there were times when I'd seriously considered producing another child to keep him company. But then the idea had faded as I'd grown to enjoy 'his' company; the contact between us being warm and loving although not cloying.
Jimmy sailed through his school years with remarkably few ripples and his life always seemed to be full – but as time had gone on he'd become less involved with others – presumably, I guessed, because he had to work hard to study effectively. His early days of learning had been easy whereas now the lessons were tougher and more demanding. But he'd kept going at a steady if unexciting rate, grinding out the years of learning.
Sure he was diligent enough to go to college and to study hard but that seemed to be about the limit of his current capabilities. It was fairly obvious that he'd eventually leave college with enough skills to find himself a job but I just knew that it would be a fairly average job – he gave no indication of becoming a whiz-kid or a high-flyer – on the contrary, he currently seemed to aiming at becoming a recluse.
Jimmy needed something to drive him forward; something to turn him into a proper adult and one of those things was a need to communicate.
In many ways he was a normal teenager and yet he seldom seemed to be surrounded by friends, not even girls. Instead of partying constantly he seemed to prefer to stay at home, alone.
For example, while he studied he shut himself in his room, quietly and peacefully. At least he didn't seem to smoke or do drugs and seemed to work hard at his studies. So far so good but his social life just didn't seem to exist and it was pretty obvious to me that when he left studying behind, his social skills would remain at rock-bottom. It most probably would come about that he'd get a job eventually, but he'd never know how to act around other people and he'd even told me that it was hard to make friends with fellow students. It wasn't that he was stupid or in any way defective but he seemed to have spent too much time joined at the hip to his books and his studies.
He needed to diversify; to mix studying with emotional and social development – but how...
I sat that evening and mulled the problem; one that many a mother must have faced.
As a single mom in my early-40s I was mature enough to have kind of 'been there – done that' as they say. I'd survived college and the partying and come out unscathed, entering the world of commerce as a designer and lifestyle-planner – a strange title perhaps but basically I used my innate skills and combined my eye for a good design with a psychiatric remodelling of my client's life; his or her way of living – a touch of feng shui perhaps, that seemed to work.
With my help, their home would look fantastic and their life would become more complete, more relaxing and probably more financially stable as well. Or that's more or less what I offered and it worked for me – certainly I was never short of customers, all of them willing to pay good money for my skills.
And so I always dressed alluringly and tried to look affluent and it seemed to work; well, that and my ability to twist men around my little finger and now I was more or less where I wanted to be; head of my own (albeit relatively small) business and head of my own family. Perhaps I could use some of my skills to help Jimmy.
I'll be honest and say that the only reason that I brought a man into my life was to get pregnant – well, that and the other benefits that a nice big strong penis can bring to a woman when needed, of course! Mind you, once I'd bought some rather interesting vibrators even the allure of a penis waned somewhat.
I'd caught with my baby within three months of my first steady 'fling', timing my pregnancy to suit myself so that I carried my son during the winter months rather than the hot summer. And I ended my relationship with my partner once his sperm had successfully met my egg – my own income being quite adequate to see me through my child's upbringing.
It was a good set-up so far as I was concerned; the one irritation being that I had no regular man to soothe my itches for a number of years but once those first few year of motherhood had passed I soon found men once more; but only for sexual pleasures and entertainment. My growing son gave me all the entertainment and amusement I needed otherwise...
And so here we were, some eighteen years down the line. I'm older now; well, I'm 42 this year and Jimmy was 18 this last spring and he's done well enough so far. Jimmy obviously has many of his father's good genes; a tall frame with enough flesh on his bones to pad him out nicely. He's blond with blue eyes and yes, I'll admit that his father had Nordic connections – hence the similarity. He's still got a fair few of my genes; those cheeky smiling eyes that I apparently have for example but I'm pleased to say that my lips are plumper than his and I have more of a cupid's bow shape to my lips than he does.
Jimmy also has grown a scattering of hairs on his chest but thank God I haven't! Instead I carry a proud pair of nice smooth well-padded boobs, well, breasts seems to be the better word and sizeable ones they are too! I'm a 38C up top and I often snigger to myself when I get aroused because I swear that I become a 40C thanks to my finger-tip sized nipples that stick out so eloquently. Mind you, they can feel a tad heavy sometimes but I absolutely love the way a gentle swaying of my breasts can cause men to lose their minds – to become pliant and malleable; to agree to almost anything! Talk about mind control – its tit control actually and it makes me laugh sometimes!
Ok – occasionally the tits don't work, in which case I only need to adjust my stockings on my long legs or allow my ass to roll – something akin to what they call twerking and the man is mine. Shallow creatures – but so useful!!
Speaking of useful, it's not just their strength and occasionally their 'clout' that's useful, it's their third leg, their cocks, that I find so enjoyable. There's nothing nicer than to have one of their steaming hot tools pressing me into the mattress or for one to be pointing skyward for me to sink down onto as far as I want it to go. Makes me squirm and get wet just thinking about it...
And it looks as if Jimmy's tool will match some of those instruments too – some young female will appreciate his extendable chunk of flesh one day. How do I know that he's well equipped? Well, because I've seen it hanging there in his shorts; visible when he hadn't realised...and I can't help my wandering eyes!
Sorry – I've been digressing...
Anyway, the day when he gets some female going seems far off, if Jimmy's dour lack of interest in anything female or even just human is anything to go by, which is where I need to come in. Someone somewhere needs to teach him a fair bit about interactions with the opposite sex...a birds-and-bees talk is looming.
Oh, don't tell me that I should have done it many years ago – because I did. He and I had gone through the usual words when he was just entering puberty but although he understood well enough, it didn't mean a whole lot to him then – how's a young man supposed to comprehend things like orgasms, pregnancy and diseases when he's never come across any of them? So we'd covered his development and other embarrassing things and left it at that with me planning to update him some years later...and now was the time.
It was one peaceful evening in July that the moment struck. I'd had a busy week and had managed to find myself free of all business and social commitments that late Friday afternoon and realised that Jimmy was still in his room as usual. His academic year was at an end too so he had time to relax, or at least he should be relaxing – and who better to relax with than his mother. All of which said to me that I could use the occasion to sit down with him to check out his sexual awareness, to bring him up-to-date so to speak and to see if I could help with his social life too.
I stood up and stretched as I considered how I should behave; should I be just his mother or should I act like a potential girlfriend or even as a healthcare advisor... Sometimes a change of mood helps.
My stretching did two things though. Firstly as I pulled my shoulders straight it caused my breasts to rise and tighten; the movement of my skin on my bra making the shape of my nipples visible and secondly my pussy seemed to twitch and spasm as my thighs moved together. I grumbled to myself as I realised that I'd not been laid for some six months and then chuckled as I realised that just the thought of talking to a young man about sex was enough to arouse me.
I smoothed my short skirt and my thin top – neither action doing anything to calm me down – then headed down to my son's bedroom, a huge breath of anticipation filling and emptying my lungs.
"Oh well, here goes!" I muttered to myself as I gathered my wits about me outside his door.
I was about to knock when I heard a noise inside and I stopped; my hand raised and ready to knock but poised as I listened.
There was a conversation going on or at least some indistinct talking and for a moment I thought that Jimmy had sneaked a girl into his room but then I realised that he was watching his TV.
"I thought you said you'd be studying," I said to myself, "Still, I guess you can't just read all the time..."
Assuming that I'd only be interrupting a program rather than some complex learning material I knocked, turned the knob and pushed open the door all at the same time, stepping into his room moments later. Immediately there were scenes of frantic chaos from the other side of the room.
"MoOoOoOommmm! Get out!" Jimmy howled; his arms and legs in wild action, his cry indignant and frantic, "Get out of here!"
I froze, not so much from his words but from the somewhat unexpected sight before me.
Jimmy's bed was against the opposite wall of his room so he was facing the door. He was stretched out on his side on his bed with his trousers around his knees. Frantically he was trying to pull them up, to hide what was apparently incriminating evidence and to do ten other things all at once – and succeeding with none of them.
But one thing he had succeeded in doing, probably inadvertently, was to push his bedside table away from the bed and it had spun around on its castor wheels, revealing to me the screen of his laptop. Initially I could see naked bodies writhing on the screen then the picture suddenly changing to a close-up of a shaven wet pussy that was being held wide open. He was watching porn!
Quickly my eyes absorbed the other sights, seeing Jimmy's panicking efforts at covering up and spotting several inches of what looked to be a very stiff erection sticking out beside his groping, clawing hand as he strove to pull his underwear over his exposure.
"Moooommmm – go away, go away!" he cried, "You're supposed to knock first!"
"Sorry – sorry! Oh Jimmy, calm it darling, I'm sorry," I breathed quickly, my voice all soothing and friendly, "You don't have to panic – I'm not going to do anything."
"Yeah but..." groaned Jimmy as he finally managed to tuck his erection back inside his underpants, "Oh Mooommm, it's not fair!"
"I told you, relax," I said, still not leaving the room, still absorbed by the erotic sight that I'd briefly enjoyed and still determined to stick by my plans, "And actually what I've just seen is exactly what I wanted to see you about."
"Eh?" answered Jimmy, his hands now still, "What d'you mean?"
I'd slowly walked across the room as I'd spoken until now I was quite close to the bed. The video was still playing and the participants were still fucking and sucking merrily, their words foreign, rather unclear and stilted.
"That," I said as I pointed at the screen, "Sex actually – that's what I came to talk to you about, but it looks as if you know a fair bit about it already, don't you?"
Jimmy was silent although his head seemed to nod slightly.
"The trouble with those porn videos is that they often dub in the voices," I pointed out as I attempted to take away some of the stress, "The dialogue's usually crap even if the action can be pretty good! They're better with the sound off in my opinion and then perhaps you'd have heard me coming too."
Jimmy looked a little less flustered now even though his trousers were still around his thighs and his hands were still over his groin – the fact that I could look at porn without getting all shirty was settling him down a little, so I continued.
"The other trouble with those films is that they're professional actors; they're hardly real people," I said as I sat down on the side of his bed, "I mean for example, how many normal guys have a cock as big as that one?"
I waved towards the offending appendage that now filled the screen, some eight or nine inches of thick muscle that glowed with slippery juices and smooth skin. It was hairless and as I watched the camera panned away to show a pair of large crinkly balls, full-sized sacks full of baby sperms all waiting their turn. A woman's hand wrapped itself around the shaft and I fell silent as I awaited more on-screen action...
'Stop it!' I commanded myself and my brain quickly snapped back to my surroundings.
"Umm, where was I?" I began as I gathered my senses again, "Oh yes, so I thought it was time we had a good talk Jimmy darling, otherwise I'm not doing my job properly, am I?"
Jimmy just continued to look perplexed so I continued...
"You probably remember that we had a little chat about sex when you were younger," I said, a warmth beginning to rise inside my body, "So it makes sense to sort of bring you up-to-date, doesn't it?"
"Why – what on earth for?" answered Jimmy.
"Oh Jimmy," I groaned theatrically, "Just because you can watch porn doesn't mean that you're all grown up; there's so much more that you need to know about."
"Yeah, but I'll find out as I go won't I?" answered Jimmy who still looked rather tense, "It's like learning – you do it bit by bit don't you."
"Of course you will," I returned, "But think of something complicated, umm, calculus for example – unless you know how the basics works you'll never understand it properly."
"Errr yeah," said Jimmy, "I sort of see where you're coming from – so what were you going to teach me then?"
Damn – I'd hardly thought of a plan of action – there was just this motherly instinct to talk to him about sex inside me and now I urgently needed to plan my approach.
Quickly I made a decision; I really needed to do more than just talk. They say that a picture speaks a thousand words; therefore a live demonstration can explain things even more eloquently and if we were going to talk about sex then a certain amount of exposure might be necessary.
"Ok," I began, "First of all, is it alright with you if I sit here on the bed while we talk?"
"Guess so Mom," said Jimmy, still looking a bit wary as he edged as far from me as possible.
"Good, that's ok then," I answered, "And you look completely uncomfortable with your jeans around your knees – just push them off, ok."
Not really waiting for Jimmy to decide I reached out and pulled at them – just as Jimmy tried to do the opposite. For a moment or two there was a wrestling match until I glared at him, my look sufficiently hard to make Jimmy let go. A few moments later and I was folding his jeans and placing them on his chair leaving Jimmy in just his boxers.
"There, that's better, isn't it?" I said but Jimmy shook his head.
"You're joking Mom," he answered, "I'm all exposed – you can see me – I feel naked!"
"Huh – you're not naked," I huffed, "You often wander around in shorts; I've seen your legs before – so what!"
"Not when I'm on my bed," said Jimmy, his hand still over his groin, "Anyway, it ought to be tit-for-tat – you should take your skirt off as well Mom."
I could perhaps see his reasoning but there was no chance that I was going to uncover my nether regions.
"No way – that wouldn't be fair," I replied, "You've got your boxers on – they hide almost everything; my undies are much more revealing."
"Oh go on Mom, don't be rotten," said Jimmy, "I won't look, honest I won't."
"No – I don't think so," I said firmly, my lips tight.
"Well, just push your skirt up so you show your legs like I am then, that would be fairer, wouldn't it?" said Jimmy.
"Oh, I suppose so," I answered, letting out a long breath and not entirely certain that this should be happening.
I stood up and eased my skirt up, gradually collecting it up around my waist until it was not much more than a wide band of material. I sat down again and as I did so my movement sent my skirt riding up to gather over my ass.
"Damn!" I exclaimed, "Oh well..."
I let my eyes drop, now realising that I'd pushed it a bit too far – that my knicker-clad ass was now on his bed and that from where I was, I could even see the bulge of my pussy.
"Oooh Mom, yeah, leave it like that. That's better!" said Jimmy, now looking somewhat happier, "You've got nice legs, haven't you?"
His words unlocked my mind from my exposure and I smiled at Jimmy as I enjoyed his praise. I ran my hands down my smooth tanned thighs and back up again but as I slid them up, somehow I found myself moving my fingers over the inside of my thighs and immediately there was a growing warming feeling in my pussy; a delicious quickening of arousal that hadn't been intended.
I whipped my hands away and somehow ended up with them virtually cupping my breasts. Almost in panic I tore them away again and placed them back on my thighs while doing my best to calm down the rising heat and excitement, but it wasn't working – the touch of my own hands was driving wicked thoughts into my brain.
"You are not getting aroused, are you?" I asked myself under my breath, "Calm down, you silly woman!"
"What was that Mom?" asked Jimmy, "Were you talking to me?"
"No – no Jimmy – it's just me," I flustered, "It's not going to be easy to talk about sex – I hardly know where to start – no, I don't mean that I don't know about sex, it's just how to get started that I don't know."
Jimmy was silent as he waited for me to speak again and in those few moments I could feel my heart hammering, my blood pounding, my breathing shallow and quick. I managed to look at Jimmy, taking in his masculine frame and some muscular development that I hadn't really noticed before. My eyes swept down his body before coming to rest on his hands which were still cupping his sex – and at that moment I realised that he was actually moving his hands. His movements were slow and small but he actually seemed to be playing with himself!
"You're not..." I spluttered, my hands waving towards his groin, "What on earth are you doing?"
"I can't help it Mom," Jimmy said, his eyes looking everywhere except at me, "You're making me..."
"Well bloody well stop it!" I said as indignantly as I could, "I'm your mother for heaven's sake."
"It's your – it's your legs," Jimmy managed to say, his hands now rigid claws over his groin, "And your skirt – and your knickers..."
"Oh for God's sake," I replied, my hands trying unsuccessfully to pull my skirt down without moving or revealing more, "You've seen me before. It's only my knickers."
"Yeah but...but..." said Jimmy, his hips now squirming, "Oh Mom – I can't help it! I told you I couldn't!"
"Couldn't help what?" I asked tersely, "Just get your hands away and leave things alone in front of your mother."
"I told you I can't!" Jimmy said, his voice cracking, "Oh Moooommmm!"In my indignant state I did exactly the wrong thing. I quickly reached out and pulled his hands away, locking them within my own tight fingers – then I gasped.
"Oh my God!" I exclaimed, "Oh Jimmy – I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!"
Some four inches of his penis was on show now, sprung from the pee slit of his boxers. It was still emerging as I looked, Jimmy's hands having been holding it under wraps until now. Already the foreskin was peeling back and the tip of his knob was glowing and shining and exciting.
I let Jimmy's hands go but instead of covering his cock again, they just fell to his sides leaving me with my mouth open and him with his cock sticking out.
Yes, I know I should have continued to berate him; I know I should perhaps have stormed out of the room; I know I should have done anything except what I actually did.
Because what I did set the seal on the rest of the story...although it was actually his cock that drove things onwards.
In those few moments, as I watched as if star-struck, his penis seemed to move – no, it DID move, jerking quickly then just seeming to swell, stiffen and extend even further. His foreskin finished sliding back and now his entire knob was revealed, the rim protruding nicely above the crumpled foreskin. It jerked again and a little bubble of precum formed as I watched; its crystal clear contents reflecting the light and almost twinkling at me. His penis rose further from its no longer confining clothing and captivated me. It had been so long since I'd gazed at such a specimen and even longer since I'd felt one inside me.
"So what do I do now Mom," said Jimmy, breaking my entranced gaze, "You wanted me uncovered so what happens next?"
"Wha...wha...oh God Jimmy," I spluttered, "No, I didn't mean...no, I don't want – oh heck – I don't know what I want!"
Down between my legs my pussy as writhing, squirming, tightening and heating and I could feel my nipples growing, pressing against my bra. My whole body shuddered, not with revulsion but with something akin to lust before I managed to pull myself together.
"No – now come on Jimmy, put it away, we've seen enough of that, haven't we," I said as firmly as I could manage, "I'm here to have a talk with you, not for you to put on some sexy display, so come on, tidy yourself up or I'll leave."
Seeing the stern look on my face Jimmy heaved a sigh but at least his hands moved and with a shrug of his hips his cock was hidden away; out of plain sight at any rate. But it was still evident as the considerable bulge in his boxers attested.
"That's better," I said to Jimmy with a smile, "Anyway I suppose I owe you an apology since I came in so suddenly and interrupted you – it was my fault really, wasn't it?"
I wasn't looking for a reply and all I got from Jimmy was a wry smile but that was enough.
"But, errr, I suppose I'd better rethink my original plan," I continued, "I think I'll need to start from a different place."
"Dunno Mom," answered Jimmy, "I don't really know what you wanted to talk about."
"About sex, I told you," I said, "I though it was time we updated your sex education; there's so much to know; so much to learn about, so much you need to understand."
"Like what?" said Jimmy, "Don't I know it all by now?"
I spluttered, blowing out a puff of breath in astonished admonishment at his almost arrogant presumption before I calmed myself.
"I'm sure you know quite a lot darling, but there's so much to sex and loving and all that," I said, "There's no way you can hope to know it all at your age."
"So – are you going to teach me then," asked Jimmy, his mouth now curled into a smile, "I'd like to see you try!"
"Um, ah, yeah," I said, "Well, that was what I intended but I'm not so sure now."
"Oh come on Mom, don't give up already," said Jimmy, "I'll try to help you – I mean I guess it's all useful stuff that I'll need to get right, isn't it?"
"Well yes Jimmy, it is," I answered, feeling slightly calmer now, "All I don't know is where to start."
"Tick off the various things I need to know about and I'll tell you if I already know about them," said Jimmy as he settled himself with his elbow resting on his pillow.
"Ummm ok," I said as I drew a big breath, "Right, let's get started."
I tried to swivel around so that I was facing him better and in the process I lifted one leg and rested it on the bed, instantly realising that I was now showing a considerable expanse of knickers to Jimmy. And worse than that, my posture meant that they were pulled tightly over my pussy – but it was too late to make any further adjustments – I just had to continue before I lost my nerve.
"So, let's see – where do we start," I began, "Ummm, well for a start, what do you know about ummm, women?"
I really didn't know how I should proceed so I'd started with a broad opening subject that I could separate into smaller categories as we went on...
"I know they're lovely," said Jimmy smiling happily, "They come in all sizes and shapes and ages and..."
"No!" I interrupted, "I mean what do you know about their sex – you know; their bits."
"Ah yeah – they've got legs and asses and tits and a mouth and a pussy," he said, his face reddening somewhat, "Is that what you mean?"
"Yes darling, sort of, but let's talk about each part – start with legs if you like," I said.
"They're nice," he answered, "Especially when they're all smooth and tanned and long like yours. I like to run my fingers over the soft skin inside their thighs and feel the warmth..."
"Yes ok – you know about those then," I interrupted, feeling heat rising inside me again, "So what else."
"Tits!" he said firmly, "Is it alright to call them that?"
I nodded – it was as good a word as any to use.
"They're one of the best bits!" said Jimmy, his tongue licking his lips, "Especially when they're nice and plump and rounded."
"That's pretty normal for a young woman," I said, "But don't forget that gravity works hard to drag them downwards as we get a bit older."
I tried to add a bit of lighthearted banter.
"Oh, I don't mind when they sag a bit 'cos I know that's normal," he continued, "And anyway, when they're like that it's often because the woman's had children and then her nips get all big and errr, cute."
"Not sure about 'cute'," I said, "But I guess that'll do, especially from a man's point of view. Ok – carry on..."
"Yeah, I love the way they get hard too and stick out!" he continued, "You know – like yours do!"
His words made my body shudder and I tensed up, instantly realising that my actions were tightening my own breasts and sending my own nipples thrusting outwards.
"See – like that!" said Jimmy, one hand now pointing at my growing protruding nipples, "Its lovely when they do that!"
I was stuck now, knowing that I'd started the discussion going and just had to continue...but as I looked at Jimmy my eyes were drawn to his boxers wherein something was stirring. Another wave of heat rose inside me as I saw the outline of his penis stretching the material as it seemed to be growing again.
"So what's so special about nipples?" I asked as I attempted to keep the education going.
"They're delicious!" said Jimmy, his eyes now almost straining towards me, "I just love to chew on them, to suck them, to run my tongue round them – to squeeze them between my thumb and my finger and..."
"Ok – ok, so you know about them," I said, raising my hand and stopping his flow before it became too personal; before I panicked, "What about other places – other things?"
Inside me heat was building and tension seemed to be growing as his words flowed, each descriptive word sending shivers right to my extremities and especially to my nipples and to my pussy. I wanted to squeeze my legs together but they were parted and I couldn't do anything except allow the feelings to circulate, to thrill my clit and to heat my vagina. I heard myself breathing faster now and in an effort to calm down I let my eyes wander. I found myself looking at the posters that adorned his walls; discovering erotic depictions of cartoon-like characters; young female creatures in various states of undress and amid them, some more mature film stars as they posed seductively. I shook my head in surprise and dragged my eyes away, only for them to fall onto Jimmy's body but carefully I avoided looking at his face.
Instead I discovered that I was once again looking at his boxers which were now not only stretched by the outline of his once-again aroused penis but there was also a considerable dark damp spot on the material. My mouth fell open briefly before I remembered to close it and return my gaze to Jimmy's face.
"Umm, what was I saying?" I asked, realising that I'd lost my theme, "Oh yes – other places; other parts of a woman's body."
"Their asses!" said Jimmy brightly, "They're gorgeous!"
"Eh – you what?" I blustered, taken by surprise at his enthusiasm.
"I said they're gorgeous," answered Jimmy, "To hold those cheeks in my hands and feel the lovely smooth skin and the way a woman can tighten them up and make them quiver. And when they bend over and their asses stick out and they show me their asshole and I can put..."
"No – no – enough! Stop it!" I said, feeling very uncomfortable now as almost every part of me heated and shivered alternately; as every part felt aroused and excited, "Anyway, how on earth do you know all that?"
"Been there, done that," said Jimmy confidently, "Ooooff yeah!"
My eyes caught movement and slid from his face back to his groin and there his penis was now jerking steadily against the material, the clear outline of his knob visible while the damp patch had grown considerably. I shook my head again and did my best to return to the discussion.
"Ok – so you've been th...hey, what the hell – how on earth do you know all that?" I spluttered.
"I've got a friend," he said with a big wink, "She's brilliant!"
My mouth fell open for the second or was it the third time.
"You've got what?" I questioned.
"A woman – a grown woman and we get together every so often," he said, sounding much calmer than I was, "It's brilliant!"
"Yeah, but you're only eighteen," I said.
"She gets frustrated," he said simply, "And she likes young men and she's fuc...fuc...; she's bloody hot...ah sorry Mom."
I ignored his expletive as I took in the news. He was screwing a grown woman it seemed –someone of my own age perhaps – and up her ass it seemed. Instantly my body shook and another wave of heat caressed my pussy and my tits deliciously; another flush of sexually arousing heat that even caused my own asshole to pulsate – then I was drawn back to reality as Jimmy spoke again.
"Umm Mom, I shouldn't really mention this, but I can see your thingy by the way – your pussy," he said.
In shock I looked down, expecting to see that my knickers had disappeared somehow and vaguely relieved to see that they were still there. I leaned forward to look more carefully – and discovered the truth – my knickers were as good as see-through – my arousal had soaked my knickers giving Jimmy a virtually full frontal view.
"Oh shit!" I said, frozen with shock, "Oh bloody hell."
I sat there for a moment or two as I absorbed the situation – then realised that it was all too late to cover up; to even attempt to hide away, especially considering the conversation.
Somehow I smiled self-consciously at Jimmy, a shy smile tinged with panic, but Jimmy calmed me down.
"It's alright Mom, I've seen it before – well, not yours but I know what's down there," he said, "Just relax Mom – its normal!"
"But it's not normal – I'm your Mom," I answered as I did my best to show my authority.
"Yes but we're talking about sex, aren't we, so we might as well forget the mom son thing – we're just two people together, aren't we?" he answered.
"I suppose so," I said, nowhere near as composed as my words sounded, "Well, just don't keep looking."
"All right Mom," said Jimmy, "I won't."
But his eyes were betraying him as they kept sliding downwards from my face.
I gave up worrying – it was too late to get upset and anyway I was still thinking about Jimmy's knowledge of assholes...when he changed the subject matter, somewhat to my relief and then to my consternation.
"Thinking of pussies," he said, his words jerking me from my thoughts, "Can I ask – do all you women shave down there?"
I had no real choice but to answer or else expose my degree of panic.
"Yes, I guess we all do," I said, "The hair tends to stick out the sides otherwise – obviously."
"And it gets in the way too, doesn't it?" replied Jimmy, "I hate it when I can't see."
"Can't see what?" I said, my words falling too loosely, too freely from my mouth.
"The lips, the way they swell up, the way they look so inviting when they're all wet" Jimmy answered, "And that clitoris – I hate getting hairs mixed up with it when I suck...ahhhhh."
Jimmy's words stopped abruptly.
"You don't!" I exclaimed, astonished by Jimmy's claim, "You go – down – there – already! At your age?"
"Bloody right I do!" he answered brightly, "Bloody love it!"
I felt another sudden shiver of lust pass through my pussy and a squeezing feeling down there too – and Jimmy noticed.
"Cor Mom, you want to see how wet you are!" he said, his eyes on stalks, "Wow!"
As he spoke his jerking cock caught my eye again and it seemed as if his penis too released a flood of liquid that made the patch on his boxers shine wetly.
I had to shut my eyes, such was my degree of arousal – I felt almost on the brink of losing it, of even climaxing before I pulled myself together somewhat. I tried to get the conversation back to the subject matter...
"Jimmy, now look, stop perving; we were talking about shaving," I said, "Come on – get serious for a moment or two, will you. Shaving's something we have to do although some women prefer to shave off quite a lot of hair."
"Some women shave it all off, don't they," said Jimmy happily enjoying the subject matter, "But I still think I prefer some hair although not too much – perhaps leave a triangle or a heart shape like you do."
"How do you know?" I countered, "How on earth do you know that?"
"I can see, can't I?" said Jimmy, his tongue licking his lips, "A nice little heart just above your clit, isn't it? Looks cute – wish I could see it properly!"
"Well you can't, so that's that," I answered firmly as I tried to bring the matter to a close.
"Hmmmpff!" grunted Jimmy, "Spoilsport!"
His lighthearted comment made me chuckle and forget about the tension that had been building in me for a moment and for some silly reason I reached out and rubbed his bare thigh.
"It's alright Jimmy, sorry I got a bit serious there," I said as my hand slid up and down his leg.
It was only a sort of social action, a gentle friendly action but Jimmy reacted as if he'd been stung!
"Ahhhh Moooommmm!" he cried, his body shuddering quickly, "Cut it out!"
My hand had lifted from his thigh in an instant but now it was poised above him, hovering like a hawk as his cry frightened me.
"What's up darling?" I asked, all concerned, "What's the matter love?"
Jimmy let out a long sigh then looked right at me.
"You nearly made me...ummm," said Jimmy, "Oh God, I thought I was going to...ahhh!"
"What dear?" I asked, unable to understand his unspoken words, "What have I done?"
"Nearly," he breathed, "Oh God – what do I say...?"
"I only put my hand on you," I said, not yet comprehending his inability to speak, "What's so horrible about that?"
It was at that moment when his eyes dropped from mine and released mine from his gaze that I let my own eyes slide down his body.
There in his boxers his penis stood, very clearly outlined and very obviously straining hard against the material, the damp patch now considerably larger than before. As I looked it seemed to jerk again; a quick lifting that pressed his knob harder against the wetted material and at that moment I realised what nearly happened – he'd nearly had an orgasm right there and then!
I was shocked for a moment and then something wicked happened inside me – something told me to push the limits! The fact that Jimmy was my son meant nothing right now – because all I could think about was seeing that penis spurting; imagining all that lovely white spunk pouring from its tip. I wanted to watch it erupt so badly now that I just couldn't stop myself... Suddenly I felt wicked and wanton and strong – I was in control of his body now, I could make him cum, I could make him erupt!
"Did you nearly have an orgasm, you know, climax?" I asked, my voice all seductive and soft, "Did I nearly make you blow off?"
"Oh God yeah Mom," Jimmy answered, his voice shivery and timid, "I thought I'd had it – I thought I wouldn't be able to stop!"
"Did you want to let it go?" I asked softly, letting my hand get closer to his thigh, "Were you really that close?"
"I thought it was happening!" Jimmy sighed, "Oh Mom, I would have been so embarrassed!"
"Why on earth should you be embarrassed?" I asked, "It's a natural thing – happens all the time!"
"Yeah but not in front of your mother," answered Jimmy, his breathing still tense and quick.
"Why not?" I said, that wicked part of me surfacing, pushing, desiring, "Perhaps I'd want to see it."
"You're joking Mom," Jimmy said quickly.
"Am I?" I answered, my hand now almost touching him, "Aren't I allowed to see it happen?"
"Oh fuck!" said Jimmy, "What if I say no?"
For a microsecond I considered but my naughty side of me was in control now.
"Then I'd put my hand on your leg and slide it down towards your..." I began, letting one finger touch him but Jimmy stopped me, his hand locking over mine.
"Don't Mom – I won't be able to control it," he groaned.
"Then let it happen," I replied, "After all, that's the sort of thing I came to talk to you about."
I wormed my fingers loose from his grasp and replaced them on his leg, sliding inwards over his thigh and now only a few inches away from his balls.
"Come on, do it – let it go!" I suggested, "Let me see you cum, let me watch you spurt!"
I let my fingers get slowly closer until they were less than an inch from the rounded shape of his balls, then I moved my gaze back to his face.
"Come on – I want to see!" I said, "I'm gonna touch your penis any moment now!"
"Ooooohhhh!" groaned Jimmy, his entire body trembling, "It's gonna be awful messy!"
"Well take your boxers off then," I suggested, "Let it out – shoot it on the bed!"
"I can't Mom," groaned Jimmy, "I can't."
"Well I will then," I said and with that I shifted my hand from his thigh to his abdomen where I quickly grasped the waist of his boxers. In an instant I pulled them out and away and in that same instant Jimmy cock sprang out, deliciously shiny, hard and big!
"Ahhhhhh!" yelled Jimmy, "Oh Mom – you've done it now!"
I had just enough time to let go of his boxers and to rest my hand on the flat of his groin beside his cock before Jimmy's entire body jerked hard, his hips thrusting firmly forward, his cock jutting powerfully outwards.
"Oh fuck – I'm coming Mom – don't look!" he moaned but I ignored his words.
This was the exciting part; seeing his gorgeous penis and watching it erupt – this was the highlight of my day – of the last six months or more in fact!
And then his sperm was gushing out across the bed; his cock jerking wildly with each eruption so that the sprays of cum were flying everywhere before Jimmy wrapped his hand around his cock and coaxed out the last few splashes and dribbles of cum in a more controlled manner.
And then he rolled onto his back and lay there, his mouth open and his eyes shut while his cock stood above him, now oozing the last of his cum over the tip and while I gazed lovingly at him, my own mouth hanging open too.Wow!" I exclaimed as I shook my head, "That was quite an orgasm; quite a display darling – I'm really proud of you!"
"Proud!" echoes Jimmy, "I'm shocked – horrified!"
"Don't be silly," I answered, "I wanted you to do that – looked lovely from here – bet it felt good too, didn't it?"
"Bloody hell yeah," breathed Jimmy, his mouth becoming a huge grin, "It was so sort of uncontrollable – the moment you touched me it set me off and...and...I just couldn't stop then."
"You certainly had a good one," I said, "Let me give you a big kiss to show that I enjoyed it too."
I leaned over towards him to kiss him and as I did so I moved my hand and rested it right on one of the big splashes of cum. Instantly my mouth screwed up as the sticky wetness squashed between my fingers and the bed sheet.
"Uuuuhhh!" I grunted as I straightened up and lifted my hand and there clinging to it were sticky splodges of cool white cum.
The scent hit me immediately too; the strong smell of the sea and of something entirely primordial that reached right into my heart and my brain.
Slowly my look of disgust became replaced with a look of wonderment as I gazed at the strands of cum that hung from my fingers.
"Blimey, that's sticky stuff," I said still holding my hand up, "You could use that as glue!"
Jimmy laughed self-consciously.
"It certainly sticks my pants to me when it dries," he said happily, "And my pubes too."
"Umm, I think I'd better get rid of this," I said, "Stay there, I'll be back."
I rose and headed to the door, crossed the landing and went to the wash basin and I was just about to run the water when another wicked thought hit me. I raised my fingers and breathed in deeply as I absorbed the erotic scent, then, unable to stop myself I brought my hand to my mouth and swiped my tongue up one of my fingers, feeling the cool goo on my tongue and the delectable taste of cum.
I seem to remember sighing as I cleaned each finger with my lips and tongue before rinsing my hand in the water and as I dried my hand I actually felt sorry that it was all gone; that I'd only had a little taste... I wondered idly what it would feel like to have his penis in my mouth before I shook the idea from my brain.
"You dirty bitch," I muttered as I dried myself.
I returned to the bedroom to find Jimmy exactly as I'd left him; well almost exactly because he'd now removed his boxers and his relaxed penis and loose balls were in full view.
"Well that's sensible", I said, my eyes having trouble in ignoring his cock, "They looked uncomfy round your thighs like that."
I sat on the bed again, carefully avoiding the blobs of cum that lingered before Jimmy pointed out a towel that hung over the bedside chair. I used it to clean away the remnants of his orgasm even though the bed remained quite wet in places – he'd just have to put up with that...
"Ok," I said as calmly as I could, "So what's next?"
"You what?" asked Jimmy, "Wasn't that enough?
"All that did was to ease some of your pressure," I said, "But we still haven't had that discussion that I planned; there's a lot more to talk about."
"Yeah well, later then," said Jimmy.
Sure, he was in that post-orgasm state of ennui and relaxation and I needed to allow him time to recover before I proceeded so I left the subject of sex and told him instead of my latest shopping trip, of the book I was reading, of the interesting websites I'd visited recently, of what I was planning for dinner...until my meandering was brought to a halt by my brain.
I paused as a thought returned from our earlier discussion – what the hell is Jimmy doing having sex with an older woman?
"Umm Jimmy, I know it's not my place to ask, but what on earth are you doing with that woman you mentioned, that older one?" I asked, "What wrong with someone of your age?"
"Don't like them much," he answered readily, "They don't know anything whereas Suuuu..., whereas my friend knows loads, she's brilliant!"
"Who – Susan did you say?" I asked as my mind scanned for women named Susan whom I knew, "That's not Susan from down on the corner by any chance; the one who's husband left her?"
Jimmy nodded quickly then smiled shyly.
"You're not? You did! How on earth did you come across her?" I asked, my mind spinning, "She's almost my age!"
"Just met her in town; she was shopping and I saw her and we smiled and then we talked," he said, "And we just went from there...and yeah, it is that Susan."
"So you go to her place do you?" I asked and Jimmy again nodded quickly.
"You don't spend the night there?" I asked, frowning and wondering how Jimmy might have been sneaking out.
To the best of my knowledge Jimmy always slept at home.
"Nah – just the early evenings," he answered, "Wish I could stay with her though. She's incredible; she just loves a good...ahhhh..."
His memories were obviously good ones. I could see the happiness on his face as he spoke, but then his face suddenly screwed up again.
"Oh no – not again!" he muttered, his eyes rolling as if in horror.
His penis was rising once more, lifting in jerks from his abdomen, filling out and stiffening, growing and erecting. We both watched in silence as it hardened and until all seven or even eight inches of it stood away from his body. His foreskin had quickly slid back to expose his bulbous gleaming knob and his balls seemed to have moved, the skin of his scrotum wrinkling and tightening visibly as his penis rose.
"Sorry Mom," Jimmy said contritely, "I told you I can't help it."
I understood his arousal because the discussions seemed to have turned my own groin to liquid. I kept having to resist the temptation to put my hand down into my knickers but I couldn't resist asking another question.
"At the risk of setting off another explosion, come on, tell me – what's Susan so good at then?" I asked, causing Jimmy's face to screw up in anguish.
"Come on, tell me, I won't be mad at you," I said, "Perhaps then we can discuss it."
Jimmy sucked in a huge breath then let it all out again though tightened lips.
"Oh alright then," he said, "You asked for it – she's good at sucking me off – bloody good!"
Almost instantly I found myself having to suck in as saliva filled my mouth. I swallowed quickly. At the same time another spasm made my pussy squirm wetly again and another spasm caused Jimmy's penis to jerk as well. My breath shuddered from me as the remembered pleasures of sucking a cock resurfaced from long ago. I couldn't even remember whose cock it had been; it was that long since it had happened... I shook my head and caused my lips to leak a small dribble of saliva which I quickly caught with my fingers. I suddenly felt as if I could take his entire penis into my mouth and swallow it whole.
"Oh," I said, vapidly, "Oh – um, well, how about you tell me what's so good about it?"
"It's the way she looks at me; like she wants to eat all of me; she looks hungry for my co...my cock," he said, the last words hesitant at first, "And she licks all the way up my thighs and then over my balls and she sucks them into her mouth, one at a time."
His penis was jumping as he spoke and his abdomen pulled tightly inwards with each movement.
"Go on, don't stop," I breathed, my own hips unsteadily jerking now, "What else?"
Jimmy let out a long release of air as he remembered...
"Then she blows on my cock and all the time her hands are sliding over me," he said, "Ooohh fuckkkk!"
"How?" I asked, "How does she touch you then?"
"Come here, I'll show you," said Jimmy as he held out his hands to mine.
Pliantly I let him hold me and pull my hands until they rested on his abdomen, just inside the girdle of his hips. I leaned over his body in order to reach and discovered that my face was now not all that far from his jutting penis. The hot sexually exciting aroma rose into my nose and I felt my nostrils flaring to absorb his scent to the full.
I looked up Jimmy's body as I leaned closer, to see him smiling down at me, then I let my eyes wander back down over his chest and down his tummy until I found my hands – and there between them was his penis, glowing redly and glistening with juices.
"Oh God," I moaned as I breathed out and my words were answered by Jimmy.
"Oh yesss, just like that," he moaned, "You're blowing on my cock; it's fantastic!"
"What does she do next?" I heard myself ask, my face now just six inches from his cock.
"She licks me, let's her tongue run all the way up my cock," said Jimmy, his voice very unsteady, "Oh God – do it Mom, do it like that, please!"
I couldn't help myself; I just leaned down that bit further, stuck out my tongue and brushed the tip against the root of his cock.
"Ahhh – yess, please, yessss," Jimmy hissed as my tongue slid up his length towards his crown, "Oh fuck, Mom, suck me, suck me!"
No way could I stop now. Son or not I just had to have him in my mouth; I just had to feel that delicious length of penis against my lips. I took a deep breath, opened my mouth, used one hand to pull his cock upright and dropped my mouth over his knob.
"Ohhhhh!" sighed Jimmy, "Oooh Mom, yeahhhhhh!"
Slowly I bobbed my head up and down, sliding his length in and out of my mouth, my tongue busily absorbing the delicious flavours, my lips tight around his shaft. Jimmy's hands were now in my hair, guiding my head up and down while he panted out his pleasure and with a combination of lips, teeth, tongue and fingers I drove Jimmy frantic until suddenly he pushed my head away, his penis falling from my mouth with a wet plop.
"Stop – stop – stop!" he intoned, "Too close – you'll make me come again!"
"I want it – I want it Jimmy," I groaned, all parental control now lost, "Give it back – let me finish you off!"
"Yes Mom, yes – let me come inside you," said Jimmy, his hands now moving from my head to my top to pull at my clothing, "Move up the bed, come here, please."
"Oh yesss Jimmy, I want you," I groaned as I licked my lips urgently, "I want your spunk inside me!"
Jimmy rolled over and got up onto his knees, stripping off his t-shirt as he did so. Urgently he patted the bed where he'd lain.
"Lie down Mom, lie down," he said as he guided me into place; as I let him and helped him and then I was there on my back and Jimmy was towering above me, his dripping glowing penis looking huge as it waved above me.
I closed my eyes and opened my mouth to receive him but Jimmy had other ideas. I felt him moving around on the bed and waited to feel that rigid flesh driving into my mouth – but instead I felt his hands pushing my thighs apart. With my mind fully anticipating the taste of his penis I let him spread my legs; somehow visualising that he would kneel between them and then somehow insert his cock into my mouth – but instead there was now more action down around my pussy.
Unintentionally I thrust my pussy upwards – only to encounter what just had to be Jimmy's hand.
"Jimmy, Jimmy, nooooo, ahhhh!" I groaned as his hand moved around, "Stop that – you're not supposed to...ahhhhh!"
Then his fingers found my clit and all my resistance was gone in an instant. I was so damn excited that I just wanted him to bring me off as I sucked him – I just didn't care that it was my son who was touching me, any more than I cared that it was my son's cock that I craved in my mouth. I didn't even care that my pussy just had to be exposed now – all I wanted was sex and more sex!
Jimmy's fingers seemed to be incredibly busy now, rolling and twisting my clit like a nipple, sliding into my hot wet slit, caressing my slippery lips. I was panting with urgent desire as he played with me and my hips were as busy as his fingers while inside me everything was churning and scrambled.
"Let me have it," I asked, wanting his cock in my mouth, "Put it in me, please Jimmy, please!"
"Yeah Mom, yeah, just coming," said Jimmy, "Hold still..."
I stretched my mouth open wide – then opened it even wider and shrieked!
"Jimmmmmmy! Noooooo!" I yelled but it was too late – already his penis was well and truly embedded in my pussy!
"Ahhhhhhh!" I yelled once more, and then "Ooooooohhhh!"
Jimmy's rock solid penis was buried to the roots inside me and even my most loyal motherly instincts were smothered as his hard length filled me so deliciously. At last my pussy was being filled, at last my frustrations were being removed and at last my body was happy. It was far too late to complain; far too late to scream "incest" – I was far too far gone.
"Ohhh Jimmy, what the hell? That's so naughty," I managed to say as his penis began to slide in and out, "Oooooohhhh Jimmy, you shouldn't have done that!"
"You said I could," said Jimmy, his penis rocking back and forward inside me, "You said you wanted me inside you."
"I didn't mean that – oh God! Yesss, I mean nooooo!" I howled as his penis drove me mad; drove me to the brink of an orgasm.
That's what Susie does," he said, his face above me one big smile, "Sometimes she lets me come in her mouth but more often she takes me by surprise and slides her pussy down onto me instead."
I had no argument left as his cock was causing the breakdown of all my morals; his lovely big strong penis inside me, sliding through my slippery lips, pressing against my cervix, stretching my vagina – destroying my careful careless plans.
"Oh, oh, oh," I gasped as my imminent orgasm began to engulf me, "Oh Jimmy – Jimmy, yesss, yesss!"
All I could do was to enjoy the wonderful feeling of his cock as it worked hard in my hole, as his body rose and fell above me. I still craved his cock in my mouth but this was just as good if not better and I could always suck him clean after he'd come, couldn't I?
"Ooooh Jimmy – I'm nearly there," I managed to cry out, as my body trembled and shook, "And you're inside me!"
"Inside you, yeah," grunted Jimmy as his thrusts came faster and faster, "Right up inside you!"
"Oh fuck, oh fuck!" I cried, all thoughts of decorum long gone, "Inside...inside!"
"Fuckin' right," grunted Jimmy, "Here it comes – right inside you!"
"Oh what?" I exclaimed in panic as his meaning sank in, "You're not? Not inside! You're not going to come inside me Jimmy!"
But as I spoke I felt my pussy tightening hard around his cock, holding his energetic penis in place – almost pulling him into me further.
"Inside you – that's what you wanted wasn't it?" he replied, his penis still pumping in and out steadily, "You said I could."
"No stop it, stop it!" I yelled, "You're not supposed to...ahhhhhh! Oh God – oh God!"
My orgasm leapt at me. One moment I was sane, the next I was a gibbering wreck, my mind unable to create words, my mouth unable to form them. Instead my whole body was thrashing around in turmoil. Instead of rejecting Jimmy's cock I was grasping it so hard inside, instead of pushing him away I was clawing at his back as I pulled him closer and instead of saying "No" I could only yell my approval.
"Yes, yesss, yesssssss!" I howled, "Don't stop – please don't stop!"
And as I peaked so did Jimmy. His thrusting ceased for a moment; his penis seemed to swell inside me and then, with a long grunt of pleasure, Jimmy began to unleash his sperm. I felt that first energetic burst from his cock just as a tremor of monumental proportions shook me. I screamed freely as his next eruption warmed my vagina and panted loudly as his penis painted my insides with yet more sperm. I had Jimmy in a death grip; my arms were around his neck and my legs were now around his hips and I could have sworn that if my vagina had teeth they'd have been sunk into his cock too – it was so damn good!
Slowly my senses returned and my grip loosened, my legs falling back to the bed once again to rest spreadeagled beneath my son. As my senses gathered I began to feel my aroused nipples inside my bra sliding against his chest as we breathed; I could smell the incredibly arousing scent of our love-making; I felt the wetness of my pussy and the softness of Jimmy's cock, his now depleted cock.
"Oh God," I moaned, "Oh Jimmy – we weren't supposed to do that; I wasn't expecting that!"
"Nor was I," said Jimmy from just above me, his breaths still deep and long, "You were brilliant!"
"No I wasn't," I answered as I shook my head, "And it was all wrong – it wasn't what I planned at all."
"I don't think you planned to teach me anything," said Jimmy, his face all smiles, "You just came in hoping to get laid!"
"Jimmy!" I said sharply, "No way! How on earth could you think that?"
"Just the way you were," he answered, "The way you couldn't take your eyes off my cock; the way you looked when I came – your eyes told me that you wanted more."
"That's stupid!" I exclaimed, the right words hard to find, "Now come on – get off me; I want to get cleaned up."
"Ok Mom I'll believe you!" said Jimmy as he raised himself above me.
"Ahhhh!" I gasped unintentionally as his penis slid from my pussy and left a void behind.
"What's up Mom," asked Jimmy as he lay beside me.
"Nothing, nothing," I managed to say, feeling my empty pussy clutching at nothing, "You just – you just stay there – I haven't finished with you yet. Now where's that towel?"
"On the chair isn't it and sure Mom, I'll be here," said Jimmy happily, "Love you Mom."
"And you," I added as I climbed off the bed and applied the towel to my dripping pussy.
Then I headed to the bathroom with the towel slung between my legs.
"Just make sure you stay there," I said but as I left the room my mind asked me why I needed him to be there – and I just couldn't come up with a good answer...
My intended ongoing sex talk was in my brain but things weren't working out quite right!
In the bathroom I soon had my knickers off and sat on the toilet to let his seed drain away then I stood to wash away the evidence, wiping my thighs and belly and pussy before drying and powdering myself.
I blew out a breath of frustration – not of sexual frustration but annoyed with myself for having let things get out of control.
"How the hell..." I said to myself, "You really are stupid! Serves you bloody right for going in there when you're feeling frisky."
I stayed in the bathroom for a few more minutes as I composed myself then suddenly realised that my bra was wet. My hand told me that it was some of Jimmy's sticky cum that had somehow transferred from the towel to the underside of one breast and I cursed quietly as I undid my bra and chucked in into the laundry bin where it joined my knickers.
"More washing," I muttered as I turned off the light, "Never mind."
I crossed the landing and stepped back into Jimmy's bedroom, to be greeted by a happy sound from Jimmy.
"Wowwweeee!" he exclaimed, "You're not wearing anything Mom, that's brilliant!"
"Oh God – oh, what on earth!" I said as I suddenly realised that I'd stripped off, "Oh damn – it's too late, I guess."
"Just ignore me, Jimmy," I said, "Sorry – wasn't thinking...oh well, never mind."
"I don't mind at all!" said Jimmy, "Are you coming to sit down again?"
"Ummm, I dunno – I seem to have lost track," I said, my brain still not in gear, "I suppose so."
I sat back where I'd been but this time naked and Jimmy held up his arms to me.
"Can I have a cuddle?" he asked.
I found myself nodding as I bent towards him and Jimmy's arms surrounded me and pulled me tightly against him. His actions caused me to swivel on the bed and then to collapse onto the pillow, my legs automatically lifting and stretching down the bed. Jimmy kissed me, his lips warm and soft to start, then firmer a few moments later – they felt deliciously sexy to me and I felt my own lips responding.
And then Jimmy was pushing me away from his body and immediately I felt the hardness of his penis against my thigh.
"Oh God no Jimmy, not again!" I gasped as I looked down between us.
His thick penis had indeed risen again and now jutted powerfully towards me. I pushed him further away just as Jimmy pushed me onto my back and in surprise I just lay there.
And then Jimmy was looming over me, dropping his head to kiss me again – before he started to slide down the bed. For a moment or two I wondered what was happening and then gasped in delighted surprise as his lovely lips found my nipple!
"Jimmmmmmy!" I cried, "Oh Jimmmy, Jimmmmy ahhhh!"
He lifted his head and looked up at me, his smile as broad as possible.
"Brilliant Mom!" he said brightly, "You've got super nips!"
His head ducked again and again I gasped as he took my nipple in his mouth. Again I cried out as he sent shivers of delight through me as his teeth chewed me and his tongue brushed against my aroused flesh – before I gasped with disappointment as he left my breasts alone.
"Oooooh Jimmy, what on earth are you doing?" I asked as I tried to sound shocked while desperately wanting his tongue back on me, "You're not supposed to...aaaahhhhh!"
Another shockwave engulfed me as his tongue began to slide point-first down my torso, then another bigger tremor shook me as he probed into my navel, the tip of his tongue exploring everywhere.
"Ooooh Jimmy, don't, don't!" I cried uselessly – uselessly because my hands were on his head guiding him into place.
Then I gasped anew as I felt his chin disturbing my little pubic heart and suddenly I found myself panting hard and quivering all over in anticipation of what just had to be coming.
And then he was there – his warm lips were closed over my clit, kissing me tenderly and his wonderful tongue was arousing me like never before. I tried to cry out but nothing came except incoherent noises and heavy panting; nothing came out because another orgasm was already rising in me – even now it was growing; even those small dabs of his tongue and little kisses of his lips were enough to set things off.
I felt my hips thrusting up to meet his loving mouth as he kissed his way down my already wet lips. I felt myself opening up to him as his tongue probed into my vagina so wickedly, allowing him to explore – even welcoming him.
"Oh God!" I cried, "I'm gonna come darling – I'm gonna come!"
Urgently I squashed his face into my pussy, rubbing his nose against my clit and his tongue against my lips. Frantically I pushed him harder against me as my orgasm burst out of me; as I lost my mind once again.
And then I was pulling at his hair, dragging him away and back up the bed, almost screaming out my need.
"Put it in, lover, for fuck's sake put your cock in me!" I cried, feeling my hips reaching for him, feeling his penis slithering around near my groin – and then it was there – lodging into place then sliding into me again, into my wet slippery hot hole.
"Oh yesssss!" we cried in unison as our organs met once more, as Jimmy's lengthy penis settled inside my needy vagina, "Ooooohhhhhh!"
So smoothly and so deliciously his penis slid in and out, filling me so completely, sending me dreamily into another world, a world wherein he could fuck me all the time, wherein we'd just live for sex.
Somehow I managed to open my eyes and look up at Jimmy, my son whose cock was so deeply embedded in my body, whose face was one huge wet grin.
"What's so funny?" I managed to ask and Jimmy chuckled out loud.
"I thought you were going to teach me about sex?" he said, "But I've a funny feeling that it's me doing the teaching!"
"I think you're right darling," I replied, "I don't think anyone's given me such pleasure, made me come so quickly – you're brilliant!"
"So we can carry on then?" asked Jimmy as his probing penis stretched my vagina, "Shall we go for a second lesson?"
"Mmmmmm!" I hummed contentedly, "Lots more lessons! I'm sure there's lots you can teach me!"
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