"So how was the hand-job?" Gail asked her sister as they spoke on the phone.
"You mean hand-jobs?" Michelle answered.
"You got him off more than once?" Gail asked.
"I got him off twice in the shower, twice in bed last night, once this morning and twice on the car right home. I believe that makes seven if I'm not mistaken." Michelle said proudly.
"Holy fuck, Michelle. Seven orgasms? Are you serious?" Gail exclaimed.
"He's like the energizer bunny. He just keep going and going and going." Michelle giggled.
"Oh my God, Sis, I want him." Gail said.
"Well, funny you should say that. Guess where his next match is?" Michelle asked.
"Get the fuck out." Gail said.
"Yep, Coleville High. Right down the street from you." Michelle said.
"Oh my God, that's so cool, Michelle. You guy's have to stay at the house." Gail exclaimed.
"I don't know, Gail...if he wins we're gonna need some privacy. Maybe it would just be better if we got a room again." Michelle said.
"Don't be insane. I'll get rid of Steven and the girls for the night. It'll be just the three of us." Gail said.
"Fine, but remember, he can't fuck either one of us. Not yet. This time it's blow-jobs only." Michelle explained.
"Can he ride my rump?" Gail asked.
"Blow-jobs only, Gail. Remember, you're the one who's been preaching to me about setting limits and as hard as it's been I think I've done a pretty damn good job not letting things get out of control." Michelle said.
Jacob arrived home from school and found his mom in the kitchen preparing dinner.
"Hey, mom." He said.
"Hey, handsome. How was practice?" She asked.
"Good. Coach taught us a few new moves. Can I try one on you?" Jacob asked.
"Sure, why not." Michelle said, turning to face her son.
Jacob moved slowly towards her and threw one of his arms around her waist.
"You move towards your opponent and get an arm around them like this." He said.
"Uh-huh." Michelle said, playing along.
"Then, you pull them against you, like this." He said, tugging his mom forward until her big tits bounced against his chest.
"Okay, then what?" Michelle asked teasingly, sliding one of her bare feet up the back of Jacob's calf.
"Then I give them a big kiss on the lips." Jacob said.
"Well...I guess you better make your move then." Michelle said, gazing into his eyes.
Jacob gave his mom a slow sensual kiss on the lips. Their lips parted and there tongues flailed together for a few seconds before Michelle broke it off.
"You're getting good at that." She smiled.
"I had a good teacher." He said.
"You better be careful. Mom may have a few moves of her own." Michelle said seductively.
"Will you show me one." Jacob smiled.
"Well, first...I'll wrap my arms around my opponent's neck, like this." Michelle said, throwing her arms around Jacob's neck.
"Then, once my big mommy-boobs are squashed against his chest..." she started, then, jumped up off the floor, wrapping her legs around Jacob's waist.
"...I'll wrap my long matronly legs around his waist trapping him between them." She said.
Jacob's hands went to his mom's thighs to help support her weight. Michelle had on a three-quarter length sundress, which had now ridden up, exposing most of her long silky-smooth legs as they coiled around Jacob's waist.
"Wow, that's a pretty good move, mom." He said, now looking slightly up at her.
"I'm not finished." She smiled.
"You're not." He smiled.
"Now that I have my opponent right where I want him, I move in slowly and whisper sweet nothings into his ear." She said, moving her lips to his ear.
"Win this week so I can suck on you." She whispered.
Michelle's words made Jacob's knees go weak and he stepped backwards. When the back of his legs hit the chair, he quickly sat. Michelle let out a playful yelp as she went down with him, the swell of his boner now crushed against her nest.
"Well now, Jacob Little, I believe your mom just got the take-down." She joked, gazing down at him.
"Yeah, but haven't pinned me yet." He said.
"Oh I haven't huh." She said, grabbing his arms.
Michelle slowly tucked Jacob's arms behind his back, thrusting her breasts against him, Jacob marveled at the way her boobs were now pancaked against his chest, her face now hovering over his.
"I do believe, dear son of mine, that your mom has this match won." She said.
"I think you're right." Jacob muttered.
"So what do I get for winning a match?" She smiled naughtily.
"What do you want?" He asked.
"I wanna sit on your face." She said in a serious tone.
"You do?" Jacob gulped.
"Yeah, I do. All those orgasms I've given you the past few weeks, I think I deserve at least one. So what about it, handsome, wanna smooch with the pooch?" She asked.
"Okay." Jacob muttered, his heart pounding in his chest.
Michelle slid off her son and held her hand out.
"Come on." She said.
Jacob took her hand and Michelle led him into the living room. Jacob couldn't take his eyes off her big bubbly ass is it swayed invitingly beneath her skirt.
Michelle stopped in front of the sofa and faced her son, taking both his hands in hers.
"As you get older you're going to learn that the entrance to a girl's heart is between her legs. A lot of young princess may knock at the door, but only a few come with that glass slipper." She explained.
"What do you mean?" He asked.
"What I mean is most boys grow into adulthood without knowing the slightest thing about a woman's vagina. You're not going to be one of those boys, which, my dear, is going to give you the advantage." She said.
Michelle reached under her skirt and peeled off her panties. Jacob watched them fall down her legs and one of his mom's cute little bare feet kick them aside.
Michelle sat on the center cushion of the couch.
"Come over here and kneel down in from of me." She said.
Jacob did as his mom asked and Michelle sat back on the sofa, with her ass still resting on the edge of the cushion.
"Are you ready? I want you to watch this." She said.
"Okay." Jacob said.
Michelle brought her knees together then lifted her feet from the floor and didn't stop until her knees rested just under her chin. The skirt fell loosely at her midsection revealing everything from the waist down.
Jacob gawked at his mom's bulging clam-shell. It was slightly swollen and as bald as a baby's ass. Her big brown butt-hole winked at Jacob, as if to say "someday you'll stuff me with your meaty pecker."
Michelle extended her legs upward so that her toes pointed at the ceiling, then, slowly, she lets her long legs part and the gates of heaven opened before her son's eyes.
Jacob was amazed at how limber his mom was. Her legs were spread completely apart, slightly thrown back into an almost impossible position. Her cute little toes were pointed in completely opposite dirctions.
"Do you like that, sweetie. When a woman does this it's called 'spread eagle.' She said.
Jacob eye's traveled down one of his mom's bare legs, which seemed to go on forever. When his eyes met her snatch he literally gasped.
"Wow." He muttered.
Michelle's outer clamshell had now parted, revealing the thick fleshy peddles of her inner labial meat. Jacob could also see the protruding nub of her clitoris.
"Those things that look like lips, those are called the labia. Your Aunt Gail and I call them our 'meat curtains.' When you peel them apart..." Michelle said, parting her curtains with two fingers.
"You can see the vagina. Come up close to it so you can see down inside. It's not gonna bite, sweetie," she giggled.
Jacob came close so he could peer down the first few inches of his mom's creamy fuck-hole.
"Keep in mind that if you win state, that's where you're gonna put your penis, right down deep inside that little hole." She whispered, smiling down at him warmly.
Michelle pinched her clit between her fingers, making it balloon with blood.
"This is a woman's clitoris. It's very sensitive. If the vagina is the door to a woman's heart, this little thing is her door-knob. Turn it just the right way and you're in." She smiled.
"That's so cool." Jacob said.
"Now that you've met the pooch...ready to learn how to smooch?" She asked.
"Yeah." Jacob said.
"Do you remember what my tongue was doing to yours when it was in your mouth?" She asked.
"That's what your tongue needs to do with my clitoris, okay. Go ahead, mom will guide you along." She said.
Jacob brought his face against Michelle's vulva and began to work his tongue clumsily across her clitoris. The pungent aroma was making his head spin.
"There you go, sweetie. That's it, roll your tongue across the clit." She said.
Jacob's chin sunk into Michelle's steamy groove as he lapped at her cunt.
"Right under my clitoris, where the labia meet, there's a little hood. Work your tongue down underneath it." She said.
Jacob found the spot his mom was talking about and he felt her body react instantly by giving out a little shiver.
"That's it. Right there. Ohhhh you found momma's hot spot. Let your tongue flail against it." She panted.
