The End of Virginity

I lay on my bed staring blankly up at the ceiling. It was a
boring Friday evening after a week of monotonous grocery store
work, which kept my single Mom a little less worried about my
uncertain future.

My Mom's worries were nothing compared to the worries I had about
my love life. Being 19 and a virgin in a sex crazed world does
nothing for a man's self esteem.

My Mom was the closest thing I had to a constant female
connection. I had tried dating girls before, no relationships
were ever fruitful or even long lasting. Mom's only relationship
had lasted 3 years, from which I came. The man I had never met
and we never talked of him. They never got married either.

So once again, I was alone on a Friday evening, except for my
Mom. She called me to dinner and we sat down at the table as we
had done ever since I could sit for myself.

As I sat opposite her, I couldn't help think, as I often do, that
my mother was an undoubtedly sexually attractive woman, even to
me. Her brunette hair was flat, straight and fell just past her
shoulders like a foxy young woman's would who spent hours
concentrating on getting it looking good. Her eyes were
magnetizing. They were green and bright. A lot of people I saw
talk to my mother would stare deeply into her eyes, like I often
did inadvertently. She was slim and made sure her figure was
always trim. She wore fashionable clothes whenever I saw her and
she looked great, even her pajamas had an eye catching sexuality
to them.

Dinner was finished and I joined her in the living roof for some
television. We both sat on the sofa with a space between us.
After a few minutes of an unentertaining current affairs program,
she switched the TV off and turned around to face me. I was
surprised and asked her what she was up to.

“There's something I want to talk to you about, darling” she
said.

“Sure Mom, what's up?” I returned.

“Well, I'm just innocently wondering, how's your sex life?” she
said, comfortably.

“No luck yet..” I said, surprised that she'd ask such a thing.

“I hope you don't think I'm prying, I just don't get to
communicate about sex with anyone else”

“That's okay, I don't either really” I confessed.

“Perhaps we should have a chat about it sometimes, if you'd feel
comfortable” she offered.

“Yeah sure I'd feel comfortable, it's just I don't have much to
share” I said, a little depressingly.

“Oh honey, we don't have to talk about experiences” she said
consolingly.

“What else is there to talk about?” I asked her.

“Plenty. We could just talk about the whole idea of it” she said
excitedly, as if she was trying to convince me.

“Sure, I like sex. I mean talking about it.” I said, blushing.

“Wonderful” she concluded, switching the TV back on.

“I'm going to my room” I stammered.

“Sure”

I rose and left the room with my mind in a whirl. What was Mom
trying to discuss sex with me for? I went to my bedroom and lay
on my bed trying to work out an answer. Then it came to me. Mom
and sex. She was a beautiful woman, I was a virgin. The wonderful
concept had been brewing within my sordid mind for years and this
was a breakthrough.

I imagined my Mom sauntering around the house in just her
panties. Her perfect tits slightly bouncing with every step she
took. She'd walk over to me and kiss me
passionately on the lips and with her hand she'd reach down and
rub the palm of her hand up and down against my pants, with my
huge erection twitching away underneath the layers of fabric.

My eyes flashed open as I heard the object of my fantasy walking
down the hall. I looked out my bedroom door and saw her walk past
wearing a bra and jeans. She was going to have a shower.

I was already aroused from my vivid fantasizing and although it
was just a bra, it was less than I usually see her wearing. I was
hot and horny! I sprang off my bed and tiptoed down the hall to
the bathroom door. “My Mom would be getting naked right now!” I
thought. I couldn't help myself. I got down on all fours and
placed my ear on the carpet so my eyes could see through the
bottom of the door. All I could see were her sexy feet getting
into the shower. Disappointedly, I got back up and leaned against
the door frame. I went back to lying on my bed and continued my
fantasizing.

A few minutes later I heard her turn the water off. I got back
up, hoping for a better view of my Mom. I knew it was pointless
but my excited frame of mind clouded my judgement and I resumed
my position outside the bathroom door. At first, all I saw were
her feet. Wanting more, I stayed there looking through the bottom
of the door. She was in front of the mirror for a few minutes.

Soon, a ripple of ecstasy rushed through me as my mom bent down
to wipe up some excess water. I could see her beautiful vagina.
It was clean shaved and perfect. I saw her pussy lips, I saw her
clit, I saw everything. Soon after bending down, she got back up
and so did I. I jumped up and wiped the sweat from my forehead.
My heart was pounding in my chest and the same pounding was at my
crotch, only much more enjoyable. I was rock hard at that moment
and my pants were sticking wildly out like my erection was a tent
support.

I soon heard the sound of clothes sliding over smooth skin and I
raced back to my bed. She emerged wearing a silk gown over a pair
of purple lace panties and bra. I thought she was going to her
room or to watch TV, but she stopped at my room and looked in. I
looked back at her and for a few seconds, we just stared at each
other. For a few more seconds, her eyes were directed towards the
crotch of my pants, which was obviously straining to keep
something down inside. I sprang up so I was sitting to try and
disguise the monstrous bulge in my pants, caused by the same
woman who was staring. At least she didn't know that.

She slowly walked into my room and sat down on my bed.

“Now would be a good time to have a nice chat about sex, seeing
you're so excited” Mom said, boldly.

“Err, what?” I released eventually.

“Your penis, son. It's very obvious you know” she said jokingly.

“Yes well it just does that sometimes, sorry” I said, shyly.

“It's fine, I'm a woman and I really don't mind” she said,
beaming a smile at me. “So, I think sex is such a natural act of
love between two people, it really shouldn't be so hidden all the
time”

“Have you watched TV lately?” I joked with her, trying to hide my
awkwardness.

“Oh” she giggled “You have a point! But I don't like looking at
breasts all day, like some”

I blushed and couldn't reply.

A few seconds of silence passed and I thought she was expecting
an answer, when suddenly she shrugged out of the gown she was
wearing, revealing her body to me.

“Son, what do you think of my breasts, how do they compare to the
women on TV?” she asked, confidently.

I looked down at her chest and saw the size of her tits and how
perfectly they sat inside her bra. Her whole body had no sign of
imperfections. Her skin was smooth, tanned and utterly faultless.

Feeding off her confidence, I replied “Yours are great compared
to theirs. Really Mom, they're very nice.”

“Thanks, I suppose you're wondering why I'm asking”

“Yeah, a little curious” I said.
“I wont lie to you, son. I crave anything sex related. I haven't
had a man since your father. I guess I'm just very horny” she
explained.

I understood.

“I'm horny too Mom, you're still one up on me. I've never had a
woman” I said.

“True. Honey, I think we're going to have to do something about
that” she alluded.

“What do you mean?” I asked, very intent on understanding her
meaning.

“I'm a woman and you've never had one, we're both horny and we
live alone together, do you get it yet?” she said.

Understanding, but still not one hindered percent sure if we both
had the same thing in mind, I continued to play innocent “Umm,
not really, I'm not sure” I was still nervous and shaky from such
a statement and its implications.

“What I'm saying is, we could fulfill each others' desires, and
there'd be no one to let our little secret out, it'd be just you
and me.”

I remained silent.

“Son, I mean we could pleasure each other, sexually. I'd really
enjoy that. I just hope you're not freaked out by this. It's fine
if you say no.”

“You mean have sex together?” I asked innocently.

“Yes. That's what I mean” she said, with a sigh of relief.

I smiled understandingly. My innocent act was gone and replaced
with a deep arousal and excitement at the prospect.

“Wait, don't answer yet” she said suddenly. “Sleep on it first,
tell me tomorrow if you agree or not.”

With this, she got up, lightly kissed me on the lips and left the
room. I sat there stunned for minutes. The conversation was
whirling around in my head. The offer from my mother was so
amazing and unexpected. I already knew I was going to say yes. My
penis tingled from anticipation already. I jumped under my sheets
and fell asleep slowly.



The next morning I woke up and believed what had happened was
only a dream. I slowly made my way to breakfast. Cautiously I
watched my mother, trying to find out if it was true.

“Morning, did you sleep well?” she asked.

“Yes, fairly well” I said shakily.

“So, have you thought more about my idea?”

Woohoo! It wasn't a dream! I thought to my self.

“Yes mom, I have” I said, chirpily all of  sudden.

She was smiling. “So, what have you decided?”

“We should do it, the idea sounds amazing” I answered happily.

“Great! You know, I thought I'd freaked you out a little last
night but it seems you were just surprised with the whole idea”
she said.

“Yeah I sure was surprised, I still am. I thought it was a
dream!” I said.

“No honey, it's real and I'm excited about it!” she exclaimed.

I shared her enthusiasm. “A fantasy come true” I thought to
myself.

We both sat down and devoured our breakfasts.

“So, when should we start?” I asked, eagerly.

“Whenever you feel like it” she said. “But we should do it right,
I should ease you in to it. Come, sit on the couch with me.”

We both got up and sat down on the couch. We sat close and there
was no space between us anymore. I was sitting a little
uncomfortably, not knowing what to expect. After a few seconds,
she leaned her head closer to mine and sweetly kissed my cheek. I
turned to face her. She leaned forward once again and lightly
kissed me on the lips. An erotic shiver surged up my back. This
was fantastic and it could only get better. She kissed me again,
and again on the lips, ever so lightly.

We were both soon getting into the swing and I felt comfortable
enough to lightly kiss her the same way. She moved her arms
around my neck and applied a little pressure to the back of my
head. Our lips were pressed together and soon her moist lips
opened up to slowly swirl her tongue against mine. It was getting
intense and my hardened erection was stiff within my pants. My
tongue began to massage its way around her tongue, feeling her
warm wet tongue against mine was working up a sweat on my body.

Her hands were ruffling the hair on the back of my head
passionately and I took this as a sign to advance. I raised one
of my hands which had just been lying flat in front of me and
placed it on the side of her body. I moved my other arm around
her. My hand at her side moved inward and was reaching for her
left breast. I cupped the bottom of it and moved it upward and
squeezed gently. I heard a small moan come from her as I did
this, I opened my eyes and saw her beautiful face up close. Her
eyelids were lightly closed and I observed her skin and facial
features. Her skin was perfect and she had a great complexion,
like the rest of her body. In my mind, she was the perfect woman
and I had the pleasure of being intimate with her. Soon after,
she slowly backed her lips away from mine with her eyes still
closed. She opened them slowly and smiled a blissful smile.

“I knew this was a good idea” she said, joyfully.

She began to move her hands slowly to my hips and reach under my
shirt to take it off. She slid it upwards revealing my body to
her to which she smiled again. She took my shirt off completely
and began planting warm moist kisses on my neck and chest. I was
extremely aroused and was slowly moving my hips. She noticed and
looked down at where the bulge lay hidden in my pants. She ran
her hands down the side of my chest and down to the top of my
pants. She slid her fingers inside and around to the side of them
and slowly pulled them downwards. My hard penis sprang free from
my pants but I was still in my boxer shorts.

She massaged her hands around my crotch area, my erection was
throbbing underneath the thin layer of clothing. I could sense
her hands as they moved back upwards to the top of my boxer
shorts. She repeated the same act of removing them and soon my
penis was free from them and stiffer than ever. My mom looked at
my penis for a couple of seconds and resumed moving her hands
around my crotch area, between my thighs, along the bottom of my
scrotum and then with one finger, she slowly moved it upwards
along my hard shaft. My large hard erection twitched a number of
times as she slid her finger up it.

I was extremely aroused. I reached down and with both hands
cupped my mother's breasts. I squeezed and rubbed and it excited
me even more. I threw my head back and bucked my hips. She looked
as though she was retreating for a few horrid seconds but I
realized she was reaching down to take her dress off over her
head. She did this, revealing her fantastic sexy body for me to
marvel at.

My penis twitched once again and I was struggling to not grab my
penis and start masturbating in front of my mother, who was the
cause of my erection and arousal. She continued her tease me and
reached back to undo her bra strap. She undid them and moved her
shoulders to let the straps glide down her arms and off her body.
Her breasts were perfect. Her nipples were erect and her breasts
were medium sized and in great condition. They didn't hang down
at all and her nipples pointed at me at a 90 degree angle.

I raised my arm to cup her now naked breasts, but she had
something else in mind.

“Another time honey, I'm going to pleasure you first” she
explained to me.

I yielded to her comment and lay back down against the arm of the
couch. She lowered her head down towards my stomach and kissed
just above my pubic hair. As she was doing this, her hands came
up and clasped onto my erection. She directed her tongue down to
my inner thighs and began to gently suck and lick my scrotum. Now
she began to very slowly and carefully slid her hand up and down
my shaft. I was in heaven and I knew I couldn't last long before
my sperm was expelled and the body rocking orgasm shuddered
throughout me, because of my mother.

I could feel her warm breath around my penis, her head was close
to it. Continuing to stroke, she lowered her head towards the tip
of my penis. Her tongue touched the tip and I felt a surge of
erotic energy spread to the area. She licked around the head of
my erection and I felt her lips close around my throbbing head.
It felt warm and wet and she drove my shaft down deeper into the
recess of her throat. Her tongue was slowly and erotically moving
as my penis slid in and out of her mouth.

After half a minute of this her tongue action increased and I
felt myself slipping closer to the inevitable orgasm. My thrusts
grew more intense as her tongue and mouth worked. She could tell
I was close and she was moving away from my cock. Deeper and
deeper I thrust my penis into her throat.

I was there. The orgasm hit my body like no other, my warm wet
sperm quickly raced from my scrotum up my shaft and deep into the
back of my mother's eager throat. Wave after wave of sperm spurt
into her throat. She stopped moving her head and concentrating on
keeping her mouth attached to my penis as my hips thrust wildly.
The orgasm subsided and I regained my consciousness.

Mom slowly moved her head off my penis, sucking with her lips and
flicking her tongue around as she drew back. She wanted every bit
of sperm I had, and she got it. I watched her face, she swallowed
my warm salty load down and enjoyed it. Her eyes moved up my body
slowly and pierced mine. She smiled.

“I could tell you loved that, son” she joked.

“No doubt, you were awesome” I complimented her, I knew not what
else to say.

“Next time, I think I want that cock deep inside my tight pussy”
she said, boldly.

A little shocked, I nodded, smiled, and kissed her on the cheek.

She said she was off to have a shower and left the room. I sat
there, amazed at what had happened and so eager and excited about
our next time. I rose and went to my room, fell on my bed and
waited for my Mom to finish in the shower.



  
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