The Introduction Continues
Over 20 days had passed since the newly minted young man had his first introduction to sex by none other than his adoring Mom...she had thrown caution to the wind when for an instant she realized she was 51, he barely 15 and her man, his Dad was now over 60...and she wanted to guide her son through the process, a thought not uncommon for an older Mom in the 1960's. When the two were done with their first dalliance, our young man asked to keep her panty from the meeting as a souvenir...she agreed and told him to keep them in his underwear drawer, telling him if they were ever missing, to find her and he would find them also.
Our youngster was mowing the lawn when Mom drove off to go shop, giving a hearty wave as she left the driveway.....he continued mowing, wondering all the time when he would discover the precious panty missing from his drawer....over 3 weeks had passed, certainly he thought she wouldn't forget! All he could think of in private moments was the look, feel and scent of her bare, mature skin, not to mention that ample nest of hair obscuring that mysterious junction where her meaty legs joined. He pushed the old mower faster while reviewing those fleeting minutes in his he bedroom that day...he wondered, could that wave be a signal to check the drawer yet again...he finished the job, and went inside to refresh himself...he walked thru his room a few times hope against hope the panty might be gone, finally he slow pulled the drawer open...in shock, relief, and anticipation a note lay where the panty was neatly folded and stored...in his Mom's writing, the note instructed, "Yes, I have them on, be ready to remove them when I return from shopping, Mom." Our hero stared at and re-read the note just to be sure....yes! He exclaimed to himself, another lesson to be learned....hurriedly, he showered and dressed with just walking shorts and a T-shirt and began his wait.
He listened down the country road to hear of her return, his mind raced to re-live that first common encounter with his raging erection having him begging for relief from his Mother, not yet having learned from his peers about ... Yes, that great word, masturbation, but now he was aware after asking friends about it, what a world it exposed....he recalled also she revealing all that hair between her legs that had him surprised, to say the least, she then with all her fingers spread it apart, with some trepidation, showing him her pink pleasure receptacle that he would enter for the initial visit and grow very fond of. He now had an erection just thinking about that encounter, but resisted relieving it, saving it for what was sure to happen within the hour.
Back in town, as she shopped, she also recalled that day of 3 weeks ago, pausing to wonder...should she have...No, she said to herself, the boy needed some guidance, and she lowered her head to admit to herself that she was too, looking for, yes, a little more lovin'. The shopping cart now nearly full, she raised her head proudly and looked forward to what she had laid the ground work for. She uncharacteristically dressed simply this morning....no nylons, just that panty in question, a well-worn bra, a blouse, untucked and a skirt...even her hair in red bandana ala "Rosie the Riveter," not how she usually dressed to go to town, but thinking ahead to make things simple when she returned home...again, as days ago, two minds on parallel thoughts, a meeting was inevitable soon! As she drove home, she in anticipation, felt her private area twinge a bit as her mind, too began to race.
Home at the farm, he strained to hear if their car was coming up the road, the rural mail arrived, giving him an excuse to walk to the road to have a look...a quarter mile away, he saw their green family car turn on the way home, he ran to house, as his Mom drove in, he rushed to the garage to help with the groceries, keep one eye on her every move...everything inside and put away, they turned toward one another across the kitchen and locked eyes. He remained still, she moved towards him uttering, "I guess you wondered how long it would be before I made well on my promise? This pair of panties will always be special to you and I, marking the first time you became a man with me showing you the way, do you have a plan to get them back?"
He showed his nervousness by stuttering, "I, I, don't really know, last time happened so quickly...I want this to last longer."
"Don't worry," she said, "I'm here to help and guide you to have fun."
They came together, locked in a feeble embrace, his hands wandered about her waist, enjoying the flare of her hips then letting his hands wander up her back, also feeling her bra, she in turn, rubbed his behind, and followed the top of his shorts around to the front, without warning, she undid the button and lowered the zipper allowing the springing forth of his arisen manhood, a surprise for her she wasn't expecting, thinking to herself, he did learn a bit in a few days. She gazed into his eyes, as she took the liberty of letting her hand stroke it a bit.
"Be careful, it will go off i a second," he warned, while inhaling the faint scent of cologne she used sparingly, adding to the special nature of the moment.
"I know, I'll be calm, we have the rest of the morning...you go ahead with me, take your time, I want you to enjoy and learn..," she assured.
Leaning down, their lips met and kissing ensued, lock and release soon lead to tongues touching, and soon exchanging mouths, as it were...they released to catch their breath, he then nervously undid the first button of her thin fabric blouse, she smiled up at him approvingly and he continued...soon all were loosened...his shaking hands now moved under the blouse collar and started to move the garment off her narrow, rounded shoulders and down those fleshy upper arms he had so long wanted to touch...he had always been intrigued by how they jiggled and such as she wore short sleeves...After a bit of gazing into each other's eyes, she firmly said, "You know, maybe we should go into your room instead of standing in the middle of the kitchen."
Their fingers intertwined, they moved thru the living room and in to his bedroom, stopping beside the now unused bed of the family's older son. His shorts and her blouse we flung onto his bed and the episode continued...she, out of character threw her shoulders back causing her modest bust to appear featured...following suit he slid her bra straps off and reached around to undo the 3 hook, 34B cup foundation garment...she crossed her arms under her tits and let him remove the cups of their contents ... Surely not like he had seen in a couple magazines, but no less impressive, despite modest size they were a pleasure to behold and touch...so soft and forgiving, despite the now bright pink and firming nipples..."Gosh Mom, I didn't know your nipples changed color let alone got somewhat hard, " he remarked.
"Hmmmm, that how you liked them when I nursed you in ******, and yes, I wondered more than once if you would ever show interest in them AND want to touch them after you grew up...go ahead, explore and enjoy them," she permitted.
With an invitation and permission, explore he did, first flattening one breast against her chest, the stiff nipple protruding between his fingers, palming the other taking in the soft paradise of the feminine body...she seemed to have the same pleasure has her offspring was enjoying...now he lowered his head to bravely take one into his mouth swishing his tongue over the nipple before beginning to suck on it even more vigorously than when he drew nourishment for it, now only for pleasure for he and her! With her eyes closed and mind receding to the past, reveling in the attention he gave to her, knowing he was just taking baby steps with sex, she also looked forward to what would take place after her clothes were all removed and she was reclined on one of her son's beds! Alternately she felt both pleasure and guilt for letting the two of them seek pleasure in this "verboten" way, but pleasure was winning....she leaned down to bury her face into his blond surfer style hair while a free hand kept in contact with his prominent erection!
"Stand up for bit," she admonished, "let's open the bed so we can lay together." The two of them quickly threw back the spread and the sheet, he reached for the buttons on the sides of her skirt, opened them and the skirt fell to the floor as her arms reached around his neck, his shirt also was removed, there she stood, as promised clad only in that worn-out, almost transparent panties for their first encounter. Our young man-boy marveled at her shape, those wide hips and now bare meaty, soft, pale thighs and slender calves...he also noticed thru the worn fabric, that substantial patch of pubic hair waiting to be bared...his fingers shaking, they entered the elastic band, he began to pull down on the garment, revealing her hips and the straw-hued nest of hair! He bent down as he guided the last bit of covering from her body, she stepped out of them and quickly lay on the bed, inviting him to join her.
Our young man wisely paused to survey what lay before him...a mature woman naked, notwithstanding who she was to him, a dream about to come true a second time, a pleasant face, even with a few wrinkles of life, sure a mark here and there on her body, lovely mature breasts, showing some sag, much preferred than the still puffy ones he heard are on the girls his age, a belly that shows she was a mother twice and hips to match...and thighs that have made his heart melt for years and then that hair concealing his goal of the day, he climbed beside her, kissing her cheeks, her neck and mouth, his hand again felt her breasts and he rubbed an squeezed them as he had wanted to for so long, he move his hips toward hers, his no raging hard-on making contact with hers, she began to breath deeper steeling herself for what she was going to invite him to experience in a more through way than their first time.
He released his lips from hers in time to hear her command, "Oh please, rub me between my legs, oh, please."
She drew up her knees and spread for him to bring his hand across her belly and his fingers to work through her hair, searching for the beginning of her vaginal valley...his heart began beat harder as he neared his goal, yes, he thought to himself, finally I have my fingers in a pussy! His friends already more experienced would have nothing on him, this one was more precious anyways, not a fleeting encounter in a car's backseat, or in that mass of vegetation in the park near the high school with young tramp of with questionable past, one may never talk to again...this was with his Mom, a tried and true teacher, confidant and admirer...what could be more special than learning basic sex from one's mother. This had been on his mind since he first saw her accidentally partially clothed on a few occasions. Now his finger searched for her entrance, yes, he encountered the damp, warm, inviting parting of her inner lips. She almost convulsed when his longest digit entered her...3 weeks ago was but a weak trial, this was for real!! Her thrills hadn't been realized for some time, and now she had offered herself to a new source...right in her own home she thought...she knew he was curious about her and all females, just natural for a young boy, now a young man...she remembered how she felt too when many years ago a somewhat older man provided her with her first thrills and later two offspring, the younger of which was now fingering her quite vigorously and she enjoyed it and the provider...she now thought it was time, "Get up in front of me and let me show you where to put your dick," she ordered.
He got up on his knees and looked between those soft, large, inviting thighs to her mass of hair between them....she reached with both hands to separate the growth and expose the pinkness he had been playing in...he moved forward and watched with rapt attention as his knob disappeared into yes, he rejoiced to himself, his mother's pussy, his rod buried itself quickly, causing her to groan, he started to stroke slowly enjoying his new playground, her legs spread wide, so he lay directly atop her while she wrapped her legs around his torso, just as she did so long ago...he made deep long strokes, making sure he made an impression on this experienced woman so she would be invited again...the slapping of belly on belly along with groin against groin, the sounds of sex!
"Oh, Mom, this feels so good, it looks so good, you look so good, I don't want this to end," he exclaimed in the moment.
"Just enjoy," she agreed, " I am too !"
He changed positions so his face would be close to hers, his hands now under her shoulders, he was so excited, trading thoughts quickly in his mind wanting to pump harder, or ease up an make it last longer for the both of them...elected the latter, switching to slow deep strokes, making her moan and almost squeal in delight. Somehow, she summoned her experience to tighten her grip on the young man's tool, making him shudder with the onset of climax...
"Oh, Mom!....It feels so tight!...I never dreamed it could feel this good....I can't hold back any longer, I gonna cum!" he exclaimed with boyish delight.
"Let it flow, you worked hard for it...just enjoy, collapse on me, I'm used to it...," she assured."
He continued to pump, wondering to himself what it must look like inside her, his jizz soaking her experienced pink walls...that thought just made him squirt all the more into her....finally slowing, she sensed it, her legs released from around his back and relaxed, feet moving toward the end of his bed...her arms as well, fell to her sides, he released his grip on her shoulders too, extending his arms for a reluctant withdrawal from what he perceived as paradise! As he pulled out of her reluctantly, a couple or three weak final spurts of his white product fell into her wild growth of pubic hair he found so intriguing...he questioned himself how to act now that the act was essentially over...he stepped off the bed, grabbed a couple tissues from the nightstand in order to wipe away the bodily fluids they had exchanged that were dripping from his quickly withering dick. He looked her way, she having scooted up on the pillow against the headboard...he noticed a frown on her face and she was biting her lower lip, it made him think she was having second thoughts about the path they were on...he was surely enjoying the discovery and acts! She seemed to be gazing at the matted, damp pubic hair visible between her mighty thighs, thinking she would not like to be abandoned so soon after their deed was done, he had some learning to be had, she thought.
Our young man quickly climbed back upon the bed, tucked his legs under him and kissed her on the cheeks, then the mouth, she responded favorably he sensed, so he moved his head toward her lap almost, taking her left nipple into his mouth...this caused her to wrap her arm under his head, gently stroke his face with her right hand a he sucked away at her, not for nourishment, but for mutual pleasure...for her, she was "mothering" again after all those years! They had found it...Common Contentment! After a while she reached for that pair on panties and placed them in his hand to set up their next encounter...
Our youngster was mowing the lawn when Mom drove off to go shop, giving a hearty wave as she left the driveway.....he continued mowing, wondering all the time when he would discover the precious panty missing from his drawer....over 3 weeks had passed, certainly he thought she wouldn't forget! All he could think of in private moments was the look, feel and scent of her bare, mature skin, not to mention that ample nest of hair obscuring that mysterious junction where her meaty legs joined. He pushed the old mower faster while reviewing those fleeting minutes in his he bedroom that day...he wondered, could that wave be a signal to check the drawer yet again...he finished the job, and went inside to refresh himself...he walked thru his room a few times hope against hope the panty might be gone, finally he slow pulled the drawer open...in shock, relief, and anticipation a note lay where the panty was neatly folded and stored...in his Mom's writing, the note instructed, "Yes, I have them on, be ready to remove them when I return from shopping, Mom." Our hero stared at and re-read the note just to be sure....yes! He exclaimed to himself, another lesson to be learned....hurriedly, he showered and dressed with just walking shorts and a T-shirt and began his wait.
He listened down the country road to hear of her return, his mind raced to re-live that first common encounter with his raging erection having him begging for relief from his Mother, not yet having learned from his peers about ... Yes, that great word, masturbation, but now he was aware after asking friends about it, what a world it exposed....he recalled also she revealing all that hair between her legs that had him surprised, to say the least, she then with all her fingers spread it apart, with some trepidation, showing him her pink pleasure receptacle that he would enter for the initial visit and grow very fond of. He now had an erection just thinking about that encounter, but resisted relieving it, saving it for what was sure to happen within the hour.
Back in town, as she shopped, she also recalled that day of 3 weeks ago, pausing to wonder...should she have...No, she said to herself, the boy needed some guidance, and she lowered her head to admit to herself that she was too, looking for, yes, a little more lovin'. The shopping cart now nearly full, she raised her head proudly and looked forward to what she had laid the ground work for. She uncharacteristically dressed simply this morning....no nylons, just that panty in question, a well-worn bra, a blouse, untucked and a skirt...even her hair in red bandana ala "Rosie the Riveter," not how she usually dressed to go to town, but thinking ahead to make things simple when she returned home...again, as days ago, two minds on parallel thoughts, a meeting was inevitable soon! As she drove home, she in anticipation, felt her private area twinge a bit as her mind, too began to race.
Home at the farm, he strained to hear if their car was coming up the road, the rural mail arrived, giving him an excuse to walk to the road to have a look...a quarter mile away, he saw their green family car turn on the way home, he ran to house, as his Mom drove in, he rushed to the garage to help with the groceries, keep one eye on her every move...everything inside and put away, they turned toward one another across the kitchen and locked eyes. He remained still, she moved towards him uttering, "I guess you wondered how long it would be before I made well on my promise? This pair of panties will always be special to you and I, marking the first time you became a man with me showing you the way, do you have a plan to get them back?"
He showed his nervousness by stuttering, "I, I, don't really know, last time happened so quickly...I want this to last longer."
"Don't worry," she said, "I'm here to help and guide you to have fun."
They came together, locked in a feeble embrace, his hands wandered about her waist, enjoying the flare of her hips then letting his hands wander up her back, also feeling her bra, she in turn, rubbed his behind, and followed the top of his shorts around to the front, without warning, she undid the button and lowered the zipper allowing the springing forth of his arisen manhood, a surprise for her she wasn't expecting, thinking to herself, he did learn a bit in a few days. She gazed into his eyes, as she took the liberty of letting her hand stroke it a bit.
"Be careful, it will go off i a second," he warned, while inhaling the faint scent of cologne she used sparingly, adding to the special nature of the moment.
"I know, I'll be calm, we have the rest of the morning...you go ahead with me, take your time, I want you to enjoy and learn..," she assured.
Leaning down, their lips met and kissing ensued, lock and release soon lead to tongues touching, and soon exchanging mouths, as it were...they released to catch their breath, he then nervously undid the first button of her thin fabric blouse, she smiled up at him approvingly and he continued...soon all were loosened...his shaking hands now moved under the blouse collar and started to move the garment off her narrow, rounded shoulders and down those fleshy upper arms he had so long wanted to touch...he had always been intrigued by how they jiggled and such as she wore short sleeves...After a bit of gazing into each other's eyes, she firmly said, "You know, maybe we should go into your room instead of standing in the middle of the kitchen."
Their fingers intertwined, they moved thru the living room and in to his bedroom, stopping beside the now unused bed of the family's older son. His shorts and her blouse we flung onto his bed and the episode continued...she, out of character threw her shoulders back causing her modest bust to appear featured...following suit he slid her bra straps off and reached around to undo the 3 hook, 34B cup foundation garment...she crossed her arms under her tits and let him remove the cups of their contents ... Surely not like he had seen in a couple magazines, but no less impressive, despite modest size they were a pleasure to behold and touch...so soft and forgiving, despite the now bright pink and firming nipples..."Gosh Mom, I didn't know your nipples changed color let alone got somewhat hard, " he remarked.
"Hmmmm, that how you liked them when I nursed you in ******, and yes, I wondered more than once if you would ever show interest in them AND want to touch them after you grew up...go ahead, explore and enjoy them," she permitted.
With an invitation and permission, explore he did, first flattening one breast against her chest, the stiff nipple protruding between his fingers, palming the other taking in the soft paradise of the feminine body...she seemed to have the same pleasure has her offspring was enjoying...now he lowered his head to bravely take one into his mouth swishing his tongue over the nipple before beginning to suck on it even more vigorously than when he drew nourishment for it, now only for pleasure for he and her! With her eyes closed and mind receding to the past, reveling in the attention he gave to her, knowing he was just taking baby steps with sex, she also looked forward to what would take place after her clothes were all removed and she was reclined on one of her son's beds! Alternately she felt both pleasure and guilt for letting the two of them seek pleasure in this "verboten" way, but pleasure was winning....she leaned down to bury her face into his blond surfer style hair while a free hand kept in contact with his prominent erection!
"Stand up for bit," she admonished, "let's open the bed so we can lay together." The two of them quickly threw back the spread and the sheet, he reached for the buttons on the sides of her skirt, opened them and the skirt fell to the floor as her arms reached around his neck, his shirt also was removed, there she stood, as promised clad only in that worn-out, almost transparent panties for their first encounter. Our young man-boy marveled at her shape, those wide hips and now bare meaty, soft, pale thighs and slender calves...he also noticed thru the worn fabric, that substantial patch of pubic hair waiting to be bared...his fingers shaking, they entered the elastic band, he began to pull down on the garment, revealing her hips and the straw-hued nest of hair! He bent down as he guided the last bit of covering from her body, she stepped out of them and quickly lay on the bed, inviting him to join her.
Our young man wisely paused to survey what lay before him...a mature woman naked, notwithstanding who she was to him, a dream about to come true a second time, a pleasant face, even with a few wrinkles of life, sure a mark here and there on her body, lovely mature breasts, showing some sag, much preferred than the still puffy ones he heard are on the girls his age, a belly that shows she was a mother twice and hips to match...and thighs that have made his heart melt for years and then that hair concealing his goal of the day, he climbed beside her, kissing her cheeks, her neck and mouth, his hand again felt her breasts and he rubbed an squeezed them as he had wanted to for so long, he move his hips toward hers, his no raging hard-on making contact with hers, she began to breath deeper steeling herself for what she was going to invite him to experience in a more through way than their first time.
He released his lips from hers in time to hear her command, "Oh please, rub me between my legs, oh, please."
She drew up her knees and spread for him to bring his hand across her belly and his fingers to work through her hair, searching for the beginning of her vaginal valley...his heart began beat harder as he neared his goal, yes, he thought to himself, finally I have my fingers in a pussy! His friends already more experienced would have nothing on him, this one was more precious anyways, not a fleeting encounter in a car's backseat, or in that mass of vegetation in the park near the high school with young tramp of with questionable past, one may never talk to again...this was with his Mom, a tried and true teacher, confidant and admirer...what could be more special than learning basic sex from one's mother. This had been on his mind since he first saw her accidentally partially clothed on a few occasions. Now his finger searched for her entrance, yes, he encountered the damp, warm, inviting parting of her inner lips. She almost convulsed when his longest digit entered her...3 weeks ago was but a weak trial, this was for real!! Her thrills hadn't been realized for some time, and now she had offered herself to a new source...right in her own home she thought...she knew he was curious about her and all females, just natural for a young boy, now a young man...she remembered how she felt too when many years ago a somewhat older man provided her with her first thrills and later two offspring, the younger of which was now fingering her quite vigorously and she enjoyed it and the provider...she now thought it was time, "Get up in front of me and let me show you where to put your dick," she ordered.
He got up on his knees and looked between those soft, large, inviting thighs to her mass of hair between them....she reached with both hands to separate the growth and expose the pinkness he had been playing in...he moved forward and watched with rapt attention as his knob disappeared into yes, he rejoiced to himself, his mother's pussy, his rod buried itself quickly, causing her to groan, he started to stroke slowly enjoying his new playground, her legs spread wide, so he lay directly atop her while she wrapped her legs around his torso, just as she did so long ago...he made deep long strokes, making sure he made an impression on this experienced woman so she would be invited again...the slapping of belly on belly along with groin against groin, the sounds of sex!
"Oh, Mom, this feels so good, it looks so good, you look so good, I don't want this to end," he exclaimed in the moment.
"Just enjoy," she agreed, " I am too !"
He changed positions so his face would be close to hers, his hands now under her shoulders, he was so excited, trading thoughts quickly in his mind wanting to pump harder, or ease up an make it last longer for the both of them...elected the latter, switching to slow deep strokes, making her moan and almost squeal in delight. Somehow, she summoned her experience to tighten her grip on the young man's tool, making him shudder with the onset of climax...
"Oh, Mom!....It feels so tight!...I never dreamed it could feel this good....I can't hold back any longer, I gonna cum!" he exclaimed with boyish delight.
"Let it flow, you worked hard for it...just enjoy, collapse on me, I'm used to it...," she assured."
He continued to pump, wondering to himself what it must look like inside her, his jizz soaking her experienced pink walls...that thought just made him squirt all the more into her....finally slowing, she sensed it, her legs released from around his back and relaxed, feet moving toward the end of his bed...her arms as well, fell to her sides, he released his grip on her shoulders too, extending his arms for a reluctant withdrawal from what he perceived as paradise! As he pulled out of her reluctantly, a couple or three weak final spurts of his white product fell into her wild growth of pubic hair he found so intriguing...he questioned himself how to act now that the act was essentially over...he stepped off the bed, grabbed a couple tissues from the nightstand in order to wipe away the bodily fluids they had exchanged that were dripping from his quickly withering dick. He looked her way, she having scooted up on the pillow against the headboard...he noticed a frown on her face and she was biting her lower lip, it made him think she was having second thoughts about the path they were on...he was surely enjoying the discovery and acts! She seemed to be gazing at the matted, damp pubic hair visible between her mighty thighs, thinking she would not like to be abandoned so soon after their deed was done, he had some learning to be had, she thought.
Our young man quickly climbed back upon the bed, tucked his legs under him and kissed her on the cheeks, then the mouth, she responded favorably he sensed, so he moved his head toward her lap almost, taking her left nipple into his mouth...this caused her to wrap her arm under his head, gently stroke his face with her right hand a he sucked away at her, not for nourishment, but for mutual pleasure...for her, she was "mothering" again after all those years! They had found it...Common Contentment! After a while she reached for that pair on panties and placed them in his hand to set up their next encounter...
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