My hand is on the outside of her shorts but her shorts are really damp. “Well, yeah. Mom, I know what it means and how it looks. I mean I can’t get any porn on my iPad or on your computer, but the guys at school?”
“Ah,” she says and continues to hold my hand right there. “So you have learned some techniques?”
I am starting to squirm a little. “Well, I mean I see how guys do it – but mom, you know what?”
She keeps rubbing my hard on through my shorts. “Tell me darling.”
“Those guys on the porn sites have such huge, long penises, I feel that, man – what am I?”
With that, she sits straight up, flips her Kindle to the bottom of the bed and unzips my shorts. She pulls them down over my hips and my Jockeys come with them. I can’t move, my shorts have got me trapped and my hard on flips out and stands straight up.
Mom takes my dick in her hand. Now she does this when she sucks me off, but now she is just holding it like almost clinically. “Barry, that is a good five inches, wouldn’t you say?”
“God, Mom! I mean, I guess.”
“And, given the chance, would you know how to move it?
“Move it?”
She looks in my eyes, still holding my dick and she has that smoky look again. “Yes darling – move it back and forth inside a woman’s vagina, stroking.” With that she starts to stroke my dick.
I start to lie back like I do when she sucks me. “No Barry,” she whispers, “Not that today. Today momma wants to teach you some more and besides momma needs some, desperately. Take your clothes off.”
With that she pulls the tee shirt up over her head. I see her boobs. They still look sensational. She looks at me staring at her. “C’mon Barry, now!”
I slide the rest of the way out of my shorts and jockeys. I take off my shirt. By now she has slid out of her shorts. I stare at the little mound of hair between her legs. The lips of her pussy are puffy and damp.
She pulls back the covers and lies down on the sheet with the pillow under her head. I’m just sitting on my ass on the other side of the bed wondering what the hell I do next.
Looking right up at the ceiling, she says “Now darling, you have to learn to get a woman ready for sex. You will never be one of these ‘wham bam thank you ma ‘am men, understand? You will prepare them sweetly and slowly.” She rolls over just a bit and gets up on one elbow. “A man is different, Barry. As soon as your friend” she puts her hand on my dick “gets a little harder than it is now, you are ready, right?”
I don’t know what the hell I’m supposed to be ready for, but I just nod.
She lies back on the pillow. “But women are different. We need what we call foreplay.”
“Foreplay?”
“Come close to me darling, I’ll show you.” I scoot over to where I’m right next to her looking down in her beautiful face. “Now lean over and kiss my lips.”
I lean down and touch her lips with mine. It still feels weird to kiss my mom like that. “Now,” she says in a husky voice, kiss my neck, then my shoulders.” As soon as I start on her neck she whispers “use your tongue, darling.”
So, I start to lick her neck and then her shoulder. Suddenly it’s like it’s not my mom any more. It’s just a beautiful woman with slightly salty skin and I’m licking at her. Then she takes my head and moves it to her left breast. “Suck, Barry, suck!” She commands.