Going Alone
Oh yes, our Instructor and her student...a Mom and her quickly becoming a man son...had enjoyed the early exploits into intimacy at his pleading at first, to her later on, quite enjoying the lessons in love, as it were. The young man heard things at school from older boys that intrigued him about sex. He was somewhat shy and had no car yet, a sure way to fail with courting, but he was more interested in the way a more mature woman appeared, yes unclothed...his mother, of course. She, on the other hand, after a couple "lessons" realized this was a way to re-live a slowing sex life. She began to look forward to these sessions as much as he. After their first encounter, he asked for a pair of her panties to keep in his dresser...she agreed, adding that if they were missing from his dresser drawer another "session" was soon at hand.
Over a period of a few months, she had demonstrated and he had experienced some good lessons, always based on something he had heard at school about sex, but didn't want to show ignorance to his peers, but he was quickly learning! Her idea was to space out these encounters so as not to become boring or expected. A few weeks has now passed since their last "encounter."
This day, our young men slept in a bit late so when he brought his breakfast dishes to Mom, she was already at the sink washing up her and her man's, he was still in his PJ's, placed the dishes beside her and hugged her from the back and kissed the side of her face. As he walked away, she realized she felt his relaxed, yet prominent member, perfectly line up with her deep butt cleavage, made to feel even better by the fact she had no panties on...her thoughts of the last few weeks began to replay in her mind! She stared out the window, the vineyard was coming alive in this early spring, green shoots sprouting, just as her student was probably "sprouting" in his mind as well...she continued to stall, reliving the few seconds of touch her backside just experienced, she always has been proud of her somewhat wide, shapely behind as she thought it made up for her modest bustline...also thinking she was glad she had no panties on to make his unknown intrusion even feel better to her!
She finally gathered her thoughts and finished tidying up the kitchen, as today was the beginning of "spring cleaning" in their home. Her young charge quickly walked out the door and across the road for his ride to school...she watched him until the neighbor's car pulled away...she had one more thing to tend to before starting the cleaning. She went to check his drawer in his room where the "souvenir" panty was stored...she was now ripe for another "session" as it had been weeks since their last...she opened the drawer and expected to see them neatly folded next to is briefs...NO, they were in a wad! She cautiously picked them up in her hand...they were all dry, but stuck together, the sides literally glued to the gusset! With a gasp, she understood what he had done...he masturbated into them! Where had he learned of that, she thought to herself...those boys at school she surmised.
Now she was really perplexed, he had taken matters into his own hand, as it were...the two had never spoke of this relief process yet, and maybe she didn't want to. Her mind raced...she thought...was he thinking of her when he relieved himself of a load...was he thinking of her legs that he had complimented her on, her breasts that he enjoyed viewing and touching, her vagina that he so lovingly touched with his hand, his finger and of course his erection...all questions that made her all the more horny along with him touching her a scant few minutes earlier when he leaned into her.
She thought with this discovery the spring cleaning could wait a while...she lay down in his still unmade bed, her body a-tingle as to what she just saw, her nipples begged to be pinched, which she did herself, of course, her hand drifted across her belly and she raised the old, worn skirt...she ran her fingers through her pubic patch, so full and fluffy, her middle finger quickly found her gash, her legs instinctively drew up, opening her lips that revealed her vagina, she began to rub in an out very briskly, wishing she had a larger phallus! In the recesses of forgotten things in her mind she recalls from years ago her older sister gave her a "fake dick" as they were called long ago....she remembered where she stashed it so nobody would find it, deep in a lower dresser drawer. She never used it, as their mother said a woman should not relieve herself, let the man supply the excitement. Forget that, she thought, times have changed! She needed relief from an extreme case of desire. She found it, still wrapped in its original packaging. Quickly she exposed it, not quite like present ones, but still resembled the real thing, head an all...she hurried back to the boy's bed, laid back and took the instrument into her mouth to moisten it, wishing it were the real thing like a few weeks ago. Then slowly for the first time ever an inanimate object was introduced to her awaiting pussy...slowly she inserted it with short movements, then got braver and shoved it further, driving her senses toward wildness! Never before had she had so much control of sex, it was just short of intoxicating to her, memories from early encounters came flooding back the more she moved the phallus in and out and side to side...she was truly at a new level never before experienced, she thought what fun she could have perhaps with her student offspring! Even her back arched off the bed as she moved her re-discovered toy around, thank goodness the windows were closed so the neighbors couldn't hear, even though houses were quite far away. She felt dampness escape from her, quickly shoving her skirt under her to soak it up, then she was finally tired and spent, she relaxed and slowly removed the toy from her now satisfied pussy. Our instructor slowly brought it to her mouth, it still dripping with her secretions...yes, it felt good, but not like the living one she brought to a happy ending with the last encounter with her student/son!
She arose, gathered her wits, got dressed and started cleaning...and thinking about what might take place next with her "coaching" of her son...also wondering what he might be thinking of....
Yes, meanwhile in school our young fellow was in study hall...for sure glancing around at the girls, and wondering if any of them were the ones the older boys talked about being adventurous with. He finished his main assignment and began to re-live in his mind the short encounter he had that morning at the kitchen sink with his mentor. It felt so good to experience his relaxed member lying for a moment in her deep cleavage of her behind...he fantasized how it would look also naked, like he would be. He had watched her fine backside move around the house clothed, but had only seen a couple glances of it naked. Also, he thought, after hearing the boys again discuss their conquests, whether true or not, of taking a female from behind, appropriately referred to as "doggy style"... His mind was then lost in thought as to how to approach the matter with his mentor, Mom...perhaps she could be convinced to help him learn, as had happened in previous weeks.....she had been so accommodating after being tentative that first time. He thought to himself, "Wouldn't hurt to ask...."
Back at home, our Mom figure had served lunch to her main man, then resumed her chores, including folding the wash....she ran across the panties she told her son to keep in his drawer with the direction that is they were missing, well, look her up for another "lesson." She folded them neatly and placed them with a note that read, "Please explain why these needed washing!" She smiled to herself as she shoved the drawer closed...another tingle coursed through her body...she thought for a minute and decided that was a good thing.
Mid-afternoon soon came and the young fellow arrived home from school...a hug and a quick kiss were exchanged between he and his Mom. She had a snack ready from him as he went to his room with his books...he changed clothes, glanced into the drawer just in case the panty was missing, and he saw the note and brought it with him to the kitchen where Mom awaited leaning against the counter. She stifled a smile as he drew a deep breath while holding the note...."I'm sorry Mom, I had an erection and just couldn't help it when I saw that cloth in the bottom, you know...the gusset, I guess it's called, and just couldn't help myself.
She pointed her finger and shook it vigorously at him saying, "Young man, a few months ago you would have been in big trouble if I had caught you making a mess in my panties!" she exclaimed, "but now, in the light of what we have done, I can't be upset with you, in fact it kind of turns me on now. Yes, young man, we started something we can't undo now, or I don't think either of us want to, correct?
"No Mom," he answered, "I am thrilled to learn from you and your experiences, this is for sure just between you and I...and I, ...I sure don't want it to stop." He glanced toward the floor and continued quietly....{I always wanted no see how you were put together, well...all women, not just girls my age, but real grown women like you, and now I know and I get to feel you too and of course ....., the other thing too."
"Go ahead and say it," she encouraged, "you like having sex with me, and to be truthful, I too look forward to it. What is on your mind for our next, encounter, I guess would be the way to say it?"
"Well....I, aa was wondering..." he stalled and stumbled, "the thought of, as they say, doggy, interests me..."
She swallowed hard at his response, she knew it would be mentioned sometime, she thought perhaps in the future, but now...she had to respond...but before that, her mind went way back and a smile drew across her face recalling the pleasure derived long ago...hurriedly she said, "Oh yeah, I guess those boys mentioned it, right? Well, we shall see, I may as well show you the correct way. Keep checking the drawer the next few days, now."
With that exchange, the two concluded their day of each pursuing the "lone road" to pleasure and would soon return to the two on separate tracks, yet those tracks will meet as together in a far-off horizon for yet another joining for a lesson....
Over a period of a few months, she had demonstrated and he had experienced some good lessons, always based on something he had heard at school about sex, but didn't want to show ignorance to his peers, but he was quickly learning! Her idea was to space out these encounters so as not to become boring or expected. A few weeks has now passed since their last "encounter."
This day, our young men slept in a bit late so when he brought his breakfast dishes to Mom, she was already at the sink washing up her and her man's, he was still in his PJ's, placed the dishes beside her and hugged her from the back and kissed the side of her face. As he walked away, she realized she felt his relaxed, yet prominent member, perfectly line up with her deep butt cleavage, made to feel even better by the fact she had no panties on...her thoughts of the last few weeks began to replay in her mind! She stared out the window, the vineyard was coming alive in this early spring, green shoots sprouting, just as her student was probably "sprouting" in his mind as well...she continued to stall, reliving the few seconds of touch her backside just experienced, she always has been proud of her somewhat wide, shapely behind as she thought it made up for her modest bustline...also thinking she was glad she had no panties on to make his unknown intrusion even feel better to her!
She finally gathered her thoughts and finished tidying up the kitchen, as today was the beginning of "spring cleaning" in their home. Her young charge quickly walked out the door and across the road for his ride to school...she watched him until the neighbor's car pulled away...she had one more thing to tend to before starting the cleaning. She went to check his drawer in his room where the "souvenir" panty was stored...she was now ripe for another "session" as it had been weeks since their last...she opened the drawer and expected to see them neatly folded next to is briefs...NO, they were in a wad! She cautiously picked them up in her hand...they were all dry, but stuck together, the sides literally glued to the gusset! With a gasp, she understood what he had done...he masturbated into them! Where had he learned of that, she thought to herself...those boys at school she surmised.
Now she was really perplexed, he had taken matters into his own hand, as it were...the two had never spoke of this relief process yet, and maybe she didn't want to. Her mind raced...she thought...was he thinking of her when he relieved himself of a load...was he thinking of her legs that he had complimented her on, her breasts that he enjoyed viewing and touching, her vagina that he so lovingly touched with his hand, his finger and of course his erection...all questions that made her all the more horny along with him touching her a scant few minutes earlier when he leaned into her.
She thought with this discovery the spring cleaning could wait a while...she lay down in his still unmade bed, her body a-tingle as to what she just saw, her nipples begged to be pinched, which she did herself, of course, her hand drifted across her belly and she raised the old, worn skirt...she ran her fingers through her pubic patch, so full and fluffy, her middle finger quickly found her gash, her legs instinctively drew up, opening her lips that revealed her vagina, she began to rub in an out very briskly, wishing she had a larger phallus! In the recesses of forgotten things in her mind she recalls from years ago her older sister gave her a "fake dick" as they were called long ago....she remembered where she stashed it so nobody would find it, deep in a lower dresser drawer. She never used it, as their mother said a woman should not relieve herself, let the man supply the excitement. Forget that, she thought, times have changed! She needed relief from an extreme case of desire. She found it, still wrapped in its original packaging. Quickly she exposed it, not quite like present ones, but still resembled the real thing, head an all...she hurried back to the boy's bed, laid back and took the instrument into her mouth to moisten it, wishing it were the real thing like a few weeks ago. Then slowly for the first time ever an inanimate object was introduced to her awaiting pussy...slowly she inserted it with short movements, then got braver and shoved it further, driving her senses toward wildness! Never before had she had so much control of sex, it was just short of intoxicating to her, memories from early encounters came flooding back the more she moved the phallus in and out and side to side...she was truly at a new level never before experienced, she thought what fun she could have perhaps with her student offspring! Even her back arched off the bed as she moved her re-discovered toy around, thank goodness the windows were closed so the neighbors couldn't hear, even though houses were quite far away. She felt dampness escape from her, quickly shoving her skirt under her to soak it up, then she was finally tired and spent, she relaxed and slowly removed the toy from her now satisfied pussy. Our instructor slowly brought it to her mouth, it still dripping with her secretions...yes, it felt good, but not like the living one she brought to a happy ending with the last encounter with her student/son!
She arose, gathered her wits, got dressed and started cleaning...and thinking about what might take place next with her "coaching" of her son...also wondering what he might be thinking of....
Yes, meanwhile in school our young fellow was in study hall...for sure glancing around at the girls, and wondering if any of them were the ones the older boys talked about being adventurous with. He finished his main assignment and began to re-live in his mind the short encounter he had that morning at the kitchen sink with his mentor. It felt so good to experience his relaxed member lying for a moment in her deep cleavage of her behind...he fantasized how it would look also naked, like he would be. He had watched her fine backside move around the house clothed, but had only seen a couple glances of it naked. Also, he thought, after hearing the boys again discuss their conquests, whether true or not, of taking a female from behind, appropriately referred to as "doggy style"... His mind was then lost in thought as to how to approach the matter with his mentor, Mom...perhaps she could be convinced to help him learn, as had happened in previous weeks.....she had been so accommodating after being tentative that first time. He thought to himself, "Wouldn't hurt to ask...."
Back at home, our Mom figure had served lunch to her main man, then resumed her chores, including folding the wash....she ran across the panties she told her son to keep in his drawer with the direction that is they were missing, well, look her up for another "lesson." She folded them neatly and placed them with a note that read, "Please explain why these needed washing!" She smiled to herself as she shoved the drawer closed...another tingle coursed through her body...she thought for a minute and decided that was a good thing.
Mid-afternoon soon came and the young fellow arrived home from school...a hug and a quick kiss were exchanged between he and his Mom. She had a snack ready from him as he went to his room with his books...he changed clothes, glanced into the drawer just in case the panty was missing, and he saw the note and brought it with him to the kitchen where Mom awaited leaning against the counter. She stifled a smile as he drew a deep breath while holding the note...."I'm sorry Mom, I had an erection and just couldn't help it when I saw that cloth in the bottom, you know...the gusset, I guess it's called, and just couldn't help myself.
She pointed her finger and shook it vigorously at him saying, "Young man, a few months ago you would have been in big trouble if I had caught you making a mess in my panties!" she exclaimed, "but now, in the light of what we have done, I can't be upset with you, in fact it kind of turns me on now. Yes, young man, we started something we can't undo now, or I don't think either of us want to, correct?
"No Mom," he answered, "I am thrilled to learn from you and your experiences, this is for sure just between you and I...and I, ...I sure don't want it to stop." He glanced toward the floor and continued quietly....{I always wanted no see how you were put together, well...all women, not just girls my age, but real grown women like you, and now I know and I get to feel you too and of course ....., the other thing too."
"Go ahead and say it," she encouraged, "you like having sex with me, and to be truthful, I too look forward to it. What is on your mind for our next, encounter, I guess would be the way to say it?"
"Well....I, aa was wondering..." he stalled and stumbled, "the thought of, as they say, doggy, interests me..."
She swallowed hard at his response, she knew it would be mentioned sometime, she thought perhaps in the future, but now...she had to respond...but before that, her mind went way back and a smile drew across her face recalling the pleasure derived long ago...hurriedly she said, "Oh yeah, I guess those boys mentioned it, right? Well, we shall see, I may as well show you the correct way. Keep checking the drawer the next few days, now."
With that exchange, the two concluded their day of each pursuing the "lone road" to pleasure and would soon return to the two on separate tracks, yet those tracks will meet as together in a far-off horizon for yet another joining for a lesson....
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