I came quickly, my fingers barely needing to stroke my pulsing pole. The cum erupted like a volcano. I wiped myself clean on my underwear. I smiled, knowing it wouldn’t be long, knowing I was going to get a lesson, knowing my mom was going to teach me. I started taking a few deep breaths and before I knew it, I was asleep.
I woke up and it was hot and sticky. I looked at the clock: 2pm! I had slept like a log for over six hours! I was sweating now, and kicked off the covers. My door was closed. She had been up to see me. I jumped out of bed and went downstairs. Mom was ironing, just like she did every day. Suddenly, I was afraid, scared I had misunderstood. Maybe she wasn’t going to…
“Hey, sleepyhead. Feeling better?”
“Not really. I thought you were going to come up…”
“I did, silly. You were sound asleep.” She looked down at my crotch. “And when I checked, it seemed like you were feeling better.”
I followed her gaze to the yellow stain, now dried and stiffened, on my briefs. I scrunched my face up as I felt confused and outmatched. I didn’t know what to do. I was so frustrated. Then I remembered what my teachers always said, “You’re going to have to let me do the teaching. You just do what I tell you and you’ll learn.” I took a deep breath and decided to surrender. If it happened, it would happen. It was up to her, up to teacher. She smiled that magic smile and I just wanted to hold her, fuck her. “It may be up to her, but I can still do my part,” I thought. I stepped up to her, waited as she put down her iron, then gave her a big hug.
“I want you, Mom!”
I pulled her tight against me, tighter than I had ever hugged her before. I know she could feel my skin pressing into her breasts, nothing between us but that thin cotton dress. I turned her towards me as I hugged her, slipped my foot, then my leg, between hers. I gave her another hug. This time my hands went down around her butt. I held her tight as I pressed my knee into her crotch while I pressed my crotch into her thigh. I felt the squeeze. She must have felt it, too, because her arms came around me, her hands sliding over my back, and she wrapped me tight. I lifted my knee, felt her legs open. I felt her rock her pelvis into me, pressing her slit onto my thigh. I held her, rocking her, until she let go.
“I have to finish the laundry,” she said. I could see she was working hard to control herself. “Your father is coming home tonight. Everything has to be done before he gets home…”
She stopped, seemed a little confused, kind of out of it. I decided to give her have some time. All of the sudden, I was feeling very much in control. All of the sudden, it was Mom who was acting a little goofy.
“You do what you have to,” I said. “I’m going to cool off in the sprinkler.”
My heart was beating fast, but I felt collected. I walked over to the door to the back yard. I wasn’t afraid anymore. I smiled and without turning to look at her, I slipped my thumbs under the elastic of my briefs. I slid my underwear down my legs to the floor. I stepped out of my underwear and let the screen door slap closed behind me.
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