She came into my room and strange, locked the door behind her. She came over to the bed and sat down beside me. “Barry, I didn’t mean to upset you just now, honest.”
I am staring at the ceiling. “Oh mom – it’s okay.”
She puts her hand on my stomach. “No Barry, it’s just, I hate to see you upset. Let me ask you something, and please answer me honestly. Have you ever been with a girl?”
I roll over and her hand drops away from my stomach. “Mom? What do you mean?
“Son, simple question. You are eighteen – what is your sexual experience? Have you ever made love to a girl?”
I am turning red. “Mom!”
She starts to rub my back, very softly. I swear she hadn’t done that since I was a little kid.
“Look Barry. Maybe it’s just that you feel so inexperienced you don’t know how to approach a girl. Do you even know how to turn a girl on?”
Softly I said “I’m not sure what you mean.”
“Do you really know how to kiss a girl – like you mean it?”
“Well, I don’t really know…”
She rolled me over, sat me up, took my head in both her hands and kissed me again, this time softer. Then I felt her tongue come out and run across my lips. I opened my mouth, mostly to breathe. Her tongue went in my mouth and I felt my dick rise under me.
She backed off just a bit and whispered to me “let me taste your tongue, darling.”
I kind of put my tongue out and she twirled her tongue around mine. Damn, what a sensation that was.
She backed up a little again and said softly, “see, darling, it’s easy. Do you know what that does to a girl?”
I was half sitting up with my hands on her shoulders and hers holding my face. “No mom, I never…”
“Well, how did it make you feel?”
“Umm…kind of – I don’t know…warm and fuzzy?”
She laughed that wonderful laugh of hers. “That’s really good, Barry. It does the same thing for a girl. Now, since this fall you will be going off to college, a couple of more things. Do you know what one of the most sensitive and arousing part of a woman is?”
“The lips?”
“Well, that’s not bad, but here.” With that she took my hand and laid it on her breast. I damn near freaked out. “No darling, don’t let it just lie there like a piece of meat, stroke it.”
And with that, she took my hand and moved up and down through her tee shirt. It felt warm and wonderful. Mom started to breathe a little harder.
“Now Barry, let me really show you how.” With that, she took my hand away and lifted the tee shirt over her head.
“Mom?”
“Now don’t tell me you haven’t seen a woman’s boobs before. On cable TV – or on some guy’s internet.”
I’m staring at my mom’s boobs. I didn’t know where to look first. They are smaller than the girls on the internet, but those are so goddam big that I don’t believe they could be real. But mom’s? They stuck straight out and she had these great pink nipples.
“Well, son?” She asked softly.
“Mom? Oh God mom, they are beautiful. I mean I’ve only seen other boobs on the internet in the locker room, but yours are sensational. I mean they are great.”
She laughed a really hearty laugh; throwing her head back and making her boobs jiggle a little. “Sorry to laugh, darling, but that was funny. Now let’s try it again. Put your hand on my left breast and caress it. You know what caress means?”