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 Mom's Encouragement- Chapter 6 Fm inc mast oral
   Light from the window was spilling across the bed and gave the whole
room a golden glow.  It was all but absolutely quiet as I listened; not as
much as the tick of a clock to spoil the morning.  Mom was still asleep and
I had just opened my eyes, and I looked around the room as though I had
been in a coma.  It was almost as though time had stopped for a moment. 
There were no "breakfast sounds" wandering through the house, no coffee
smell pushing its way across my nose, and no music or television forcing me
awake.
   It the perfect way to wake up, that is, silent, warm, and rested.  The
reason, of course, that there weren't any morning sounds, was that mom was
still right here- in bed with me.  I rolled over to my left side, and
looked at her as she slept.  Her naked back was to me, and the bed sheet
came up to her shoulder.  I lifted up the cover and moved it down a bit to
get a better look at her.  The warm smell of sex filled the room.  It was a
nice morning!
   Gently I placed my hand between her shoulder blades, and rubbed down to
the small of her back.  Mom's breathing changed and she shifted.  I lay
still as she rolled onto her back and opened her eyes.  She blinked and
looked over to me.  "Morning." She offered me a smile and I took it.
   "And a good morning to you!  Did ya sleep well?"
   "I did." When she sat up, the bed sheet fell to her waist.  She leaned
forward and gave me a quick peck on the lips.  "How are you?" Not a "how
did you", but a "how are you".  Mom wanted to make sure the whole
experience hadn't freaked me out.
   "Mom, I'm great!  I mean, last night was the greatest night of my life!
Then, just now, I woke up in a warm bed with a beautiful naked woman!" I
leaned back against the headboard and sighed.  "I feel pretty good."
   "That's great, sweetie.  I'm glad I could help make your first time a
good one." She turned her eyes down for a moment before looking back up at
me.  "Now, you know, we can't do this every day, right?  Last night was
special, very special.  But, we don't want to spoil it.  Do you
understand?" Her eyes were soft and hopeful.
   All I could muster was a half-smile.  I never wanted this day to end,
but I understood.  "Ya, mom.  I understand." I smiled at her.  "Playing is
one thing, but actual sex is something else.  Am I right?"
   She stroked my cheek with the back of her hand.  "Oh, honey!  I'm not
saying we'll never have sex again.  It's a little too late to close that
door." She chuckled.  "I just want that when we do, it's always special and
exciting- for both of us!  You're only going to be this age once.  You're
only going to be discovering these things about yourself or your body one
time.  I want all these memories to be good ones.  Most people's aren't."
She held a look of melancholy on her face.
   "What about yours?" I had to ask.  That look came from somewhere.
   "Oh, it could have been worse, I suppose.  (There was) a lot of
fumbling, and bumbling.  (There was) some distinct discomfort.  All and all
it was about ten minutes of taking an amazing act and making into something
embarrassing and uncomfortable.  It was a while before I tried it again."
   "Wow.  That sucks." I didn't know what else to say.
   "Yes, it sucked." She actually laughed a bit and reached over to pull
the covers off us both.  "But," she said, "not for you!" She looked down at
my morning wood and gave me that smile.  Serious talk or not, puberty's
morning erection was not something to be trifled with!
   I looked at mom, not with a look of confused intimacy, but with a look
of understanding- at least as much understanding as I was capable of.  "I
love you mom." I meant it.  I didn't mean, "I'm in love WITH you, mom.  I
meant that I loved her and was happy with what we had.
   "I love you, too, baby boy!" Then she reached down and put her hand
around the base of my penis.  "Now, I believe I promised to wake you up
properly!" She put her head down in my lap and gave the head of my dick a
little kiss, then wrapped her mouth around the head and sank her lips to
the base.  The warm and the wet were incredible!  She sucked hard and kept
her mouth tight as she pulled up and off.  "Don't hold back, baby.  Just
let mommy make you cum!"
   Oh, dear Jesus, this woman was incredible!  She bent back down and
grasped my penis tight in her hand and licked all over and around the head.
My eyes must have rolled back in my head when she took my glans between her
lips and sucked as she twirled her tongue!  Down my shaft she sank- up and
down- fast and hard.  Mom wasn't messing around; she was going to pull my
orgasm out with a vengeance!  I remained sitting up so I could watch her
every move.  Mom was incredible!  She knew what she was doing, and she was
intent on doing it well!
   "Oh, God," I moaned.  Up and down she moved, keeping incredible suction
on my cock.  She moved steady and even, cupping my balls in her hand.  It
didn't take long for me to feel the burn begin to rise!  "Mom," I started.
"I'm gonna..."
   She didn't even take me out of her mouth!  "Mmm, hmm," she muffled
around my dick.  Within just a few more seconds I was cumming!  I squirt
what seemed like a gallon of cum into her mouth, my orgasm seemed to go on
forever!  After six or seven squirts, mom slowed down and swallowed my
load. She lifted up and leaned in for a kiss, my cum still shining on her
lips.  I kissed her whole heartedly, pushing my tongue into her mouth.  I
could still taste my sperm.  Mom just smiled.
   "Now, baby boy, let's go get some breakfast!"
   That afternoon, like most, found me at Trent's house.  We'd been friends
since second grade, and we did just about everything together.  Whether it
was riding bikes, playing video games, or whatever, most summer afternoons
we were thick as thieves.  As a matter of fact, Trent was the first guy I
ever saw naked.  Trent and I were even comfortable enough to masturbate
together while surfing internet porn.
   We never really talked about it, but I think we both looked forward to
sleepovers for that reason: we could be ourselves and not have to worry
about anything.  To tell the truth, I really think we were both
exhibitionists at heart, and we could be that together.  After lights out,
when Trent and I were confined to his room for the night, (so as to let the
rest of his house sleep in peace) we'd waste no time stripping down like we
were going to change into our pajamas, but once we were naked, we usually
just spent the rest of the night that way and kept our P.J.'s close in case
we had to get up and go to the bathroom.
   Well, this wasn't bedtime, and we weren't naked.  We were hanging out in
his room with a stack of comic books, trying to decide if it's be cooler to
be able to fly or to be able to turn invisible.  We hadn't yet reached a
decision, when I heard his sister's voice from the doorway.  "Jack, I want
you to meet somebody."
   As older sisters go, I suppose Carla was alright.  She and Trent would
fight often enough, as brother and sisters do, but all in all they got
along pretty well.  She was only a year older than he was and just a grade
ahead of us.  "This is our cousin, Tracy.  She's staying with us for the
week.  Tracy, this is Jack- he lives down the street.  He and Trent get in
trouble together." She was harmlessly teasing, and Trent spoke up before I
did.
   "You put one frog in with the groceries and you hear about it the rest
of your life!" He laughed and stood up, and I followed suit, turning to
meet Tracy as I did.
   She was beautiful!  She was probably my age, with tanned skin and wavy
brown hair worn loose.  She had on a white button down shirt over a tank
top crowning a pair of blue jeans.  Her lips were glossed pink, and her
eyes were smiling at me.  I was silent.  I had never been struck dumb by a
girl before, but this one did it to me!  I opened my mouth to introduce
myself, and nothing happened!  Tracy looked at me and repressed a laugh.
   "Jack?" Trent just looked at me.
   "Oh!  Sorry!  Um, hi!  I'm Jack." I reached out to shake her hand. 
"It's nice to meet you," I said, putting more emphasis on "you" than I
probably should have.  I think Tracy noticed, but her laugh flattened out
into a smile, so it must not have hurt her feelings.  She took my hand and
shook it.
   "It's nice to meet you, too." I fought the urge to hold on to her hand
after the initial shake and, thankfully, won.
   Carla took her attention back.  "C'mon!  Let's get out of here." The
girls laughed and ran back downstairs.
   Trent looked at me and grabbed my hand.  "It's good to meet you," he
said, rolling his eyes and laughing.
   "Shut up," I protested.  I was busted and I knew it.  I just stammered
over his cousin, and he wasn't likely to let me forget it.
   The rest of my visit that day went without incident, though anytime we
went anywhere in the house, I looked around to see if the girls were there,
to see if I could steal another peek at Tracy.  I caught a few, and I think
she caught some of me.  It was tantalizingly awkward each time I looked at
her, and caught her looking back.  I had to be sure to come back tomorrow.
   As evening settled in, I started home.  Mom wanted me home before dark;
after all, I had been here most of the day.  Walking home gave me time to
think about the day.  Tracy.  Wow.  That girl really got my attention.  I
couldn't wait to tell mom about her.  Mom?!  What was mom going to think? I
mean, I'm sure mom would be all about my getting a girlfriend, (if she does
eventually become my girlfriend) but does that mean out "special time"
would stop?  Call me greedy, but I didn't want what mom and I had to stop!
I had just lost my virginity- we had just gotten to a great place- a great
understanding; I didn't want that to go to naught.  A new girlfriend? 
Well, I'd have to deal with the consequences, I suppose.  No secrets,
right?
   "Mom!  You home?" I hollered into what looked like an empty house.
   "In the bathroom, sweetie!" She's in the tub?  Good- a naked mom!  I
walked back, already both apprehensive about the conversation to come, and
excited to see my mom naked in the water.
   "Hey, lady," I said as I stepped in.  The door was open, and mom was
naked, but not in the tub; she was sitting on a towel on the toilet seat
hand drying her hair.  I leaned against the wall and just looked at her. 
Her breasts were full and firm, hanging just enough to show some age.  Her
hips were round and tight, showing someone who cared enough to keep them
that way.  I could see just a tuft of pubic hair above her closed thighs. I
felt that familiar stirring in my loins.
   "Hey, yourself, big boy!  How was your day at Trent's?"
   "Pretty cool, really", I stopped and took a breath.  "I met his
cousin...a girl".
   Mom's eyes perked up.  "A pretty girl?"
   I pictured her in my mind, and had to smile, nervous or not.  "Ya, a
pretty girl!"
   "Does she put out?" Mom put down her towel, and gave me a wicked grin.
   "Mom!  It's not like that!" My pleading showed in my eyes.  Mom's grin
turned into a much warmer smile.
   "Good." Mom looked at me, showing what must have been pride.  "I'm glad
to hear that.  I want you to meet girls without just sex on your mind.  I
was afraid after what's been developing between us, that you might..."
   "Mom, I love what we have, and wouldn't change it for the world.  I want
a girlfriend, sure.  The whole way home, though, I was afraid that, well,
that if I told you about her, whether she becomes a girlfriend or not, that
this might stop.  But, like we decided, no secrets, right?  The funny thing
is, I couldn't wait to get home and tell you about her.  I wanted you to
know.  Does that make sense?"
   "Of course it does, honey!  I'm glad you came and told me about her. 
I'm glad to see my little man showing some maturity.  I'm sure that you two
will get along fine.  Now, give me a hug." Mom reached up from where she
sat and pulled my close.  Her head was against my chest and I pulled her
into me.  I could feel her breasts against my stomach.  My penis began to
remind me that this beautiful woman was naked.
   "Thanks a lot, mom.  I appreciate it.  I feel a lot better now."
   "Good.  Now maybe you'd like to take care of that," she said, her hand
gesturing toward my crotch.
   "Ya, I might!" I unzipped my pants and pulled out my dick.  I was
already pretty hard and with my mom staring at me, I was like a brick in no
time.  I stroked slowly and evenly, holding my dick out toward her face.
   "Get yourself really close, baby; then put your dick up against mommy's
lips." Mom's eyes held that glossy look they had when she got into the
zone. I worked my cock back and forth, trying to keep an even pace, so I
could ride that orgasmic build as far as possible.  When I got close, and
the pre-cum started to drip, I leaned forward toward her face.  She opened
her mouth, and put just her bottom lip against me.
   "Oh, God!  Mom, I'm cumming!" I sent squirt after squirt into her mouth!
Mom held every drop, without swallowing, until I'd finished my orgasm. 
Then she smiled, mouth still open, and shook her head back and forth,
showing me my cum!  The effect was fantastic!  Mom was SO hot and showing
herself to be hotter and hotter every day!  Then, after a moment, she
leaned her head back and swallowed.
   "How was that?" Mom looked at me and grinned, like a cat with it's
prize.
   "Oh, mom!" I leaned down and shoved my tongue into her mouth, kissing
her hard.  I could taste my cum on her tongue, and when I pulled away, a
thin string of it stretched between us.  We both laughed.  "That was
fantastic!"
   More coming soon!  Let me know what ya think!
  
Mom's Encouragement chap 6