Son uses his new found sexual expertise on his mother, My sexual experiences with Mrs. Green gave me an abundance of confidence when dealing with members of the fairer sex. Before her, I had been a shy, inexperienced introvert. She, while giving me so much pleasure, had made me believe that I had quite a gift for pleasing women not just because of what was between my legs but that I was a terrific, caring lover. She constantly claimed that no other man had ever given her so much pleasure. She in turn couldn’t stay away from me and as I said in a previous story, even though her son, Bobby, hated my guts now she still arranged to rendezvous secretly in motel rooms, in her car and even once in the bathroom of a local restaurant. I’ll tell more about some of these sex romps in future stories but now I’d like to show how my training had paid off.
I started to date some of the local talent both from my old high school and from the local college that I attended. Breaking the cherries of the younger girls was gratifying sexually but I felt bad because I was only using them for self-gratification. I seemed to need the challenge to prove myself in every liaison.
The college girls were much more experienced and showed their appreciation when I made them cum. Many said that their previous boyfriends had only been interested in getting their own rocks off. This pleased me immensely but I couldn’t see myself committing seriously to any one of them. Once I had impressed them with my prowess and they seemed hooked on me, I felt the need to move on to new challenges. I was seeing several girls at the same time and this seemed to bother my mother.
She never had anything good to say about any of them. She seemed to think that they were looking for a man to take care of them. She warned me over and over to use protection not to trust the girl to do it. She worried that if I got one of them pregnant I would drop out of school to support them and the baby. It seemed that this had had happened to my grandmother and she had given birth to my mother when she was only 16. My grandfather had quit school to support my gramma and my mom. Subsequently he became a bitter man. He never forgave my gramma. He thought she had trapped him into marriage. As some sort of rebellion against her father, my mother, I knew, had gotten pregnant her first year of college. My grandmother wouldn’t let them quit school so she took us all in. Gramma looked after me so that my mom could finish college. Mom had gone on to become a high school teacher and doted on me.
One afternoon I had invited my latest conquest, Laura, to my house assuming that my mother was at school. We had proceeded to my bedroom and I had gotten her shorts and t-shirt off. I pulled her white thong panties off to the side and started to finger and then lick her clit. This elicited quite a lot of moisture. She hadn’t taken long to cum!
“Denny, stick it in me! I want it in me now! Don’t make me wait any more!” With that she grabbed my rock-hard dick and started to pull it towards her vagina. Up and down my shaft went her one hand while her other hand took a firm grip on my balls as she brought me to the entrance to her cunt.
“Wait… wait.. I’ve got to get a rubber, ” I sputtered.
“No.. no.. now, Denny. Fuck me now! You don’t need one! ” With that she had the purple head pushing past the opening. The feeling was intense as my resolve weakened.
“DENNIS GET OFF THAT GIRL THIS INSTANT!! ” Oh, my god! My mother had come home unexpectedly and had walked in on us. Obviously, we had been so involved in fucking that we hadn’t heard her come in. However, Laura had her legs locked around my back as she had pulled me into the hilt. We were like dogs in heat. She was so caught up in our fucking that she hadn’t even heard my mother and continued to hump her body back up into mine. It felt so good that I knew that I had to come so I couldn’t obey my mother’s command.
“DENNIS STOP IT NOW! ” she screamed. But I was almost there. I could feel my cock juice starting to boil over. In and out I was forcing my cock. Just one or two more thrusts and I would be there… With all of her strength my mother grabbed my shoulders and yanked me backwards as I was just about to drive my way in for the final cum-blast.
“Holy sh… i… i… t! I’m cum… m… ing! ” My cock left Laura’s cunt just as it started to erupt. Jets of cum flew through the air and landed all over Laura’s belly and tits. A second explosion blew all the way up to her face. Mom’s eyes widened as she looked at my erupting dick! Her eyes seemed to linger there.
Laura continued to hump dead air space and cried out as she opened her eyes, ” Why’d you pull out you bastard?” It was then that she saw my mother and screamed. “Oh my god! Oh my god! ”
By this time my mother had grabbed Laura’s shorts and t-shirt, threw them at her and admonished her with, ” Get out of my house, you little tramp! Get out of my house you little whore! ” As she went to slap Laura I finally came out of the euphoria of orgasm and grabbed her arm.
“Stop it mom! Laura didn’t do anything wrong! ” I pleaded.
“Oh yeah! “she replied. “Then why didn’t she let you put on the condom when you wanted to? ”
Remembering her admonitions about getting girls pregnant and not trusting them I had no response. “Maybe you better go Laura. I’ll phone you later. ”
“Get out bitch and leave my son alone. Go find yourself another man! ” With that she looked like she was going to attack Laura again so I wrapped my arms around her as Laura raced out of the room. I could hear her slam the door on her way out.
Mom was crying now so I held her tenderly whispering ” It’s OK, mom, she’s gone. ” We sat huddled like this for several minutes as I rocked her back and forth. It was then that nature started to take it’s course. My penis started to rise. I smelled my mother’s long and soft brown hair. The firmness of her breasts was irresistible and I started to knead them. I had never thought of my mother in a sexual way before but now I started to admire her attributes. I had been so involved in my own growing sexuality that I had never appreciated her beauty. It was something that I had never even considered. Mothers are not sexual beings so why would I have ever thought of her in that way. I guess that I had convinced myself that only a pervert would think of his mom in that way.
I started to take stock of what I was holding in my arms. My mom was an attractive 36 year old woman with long, silky, brown hair. She had a great figure that only my friend’s had admired up until now. I suddenly remembered my best friend Bobby saying that my mom was a fox and he asked me what her measurements were. ” They’ve gotta be 35 or 36 on top, waist about 24 or 25 and hips about 34 or 35! ” he claimed. I remember telling him to shut up and not to talk about my mom in that way. Isn’t it ironic that I had fucked his mother and hadn’t realized that he had wanted to do the same to my mom. And now here I was horny as hell, holding on to my own mother!
My mom seemed in a state of shock as I continued to caress her boobs through the thin material of her white sweater. I was shocked when I realized that my mother wasn’t wearing a bra. How long had this been happening? Her nipples started to harden and I knew that I was having the desired effect. The friction of her firm ass made my cock even harder and I was shocked that my mother stayed where she was. She even seemed to be rubbing her buns slowly back and forth over it. Was it my imagination?