Mommy's Rules

Mommy's Rules Ch. 03

All characters in this story are fictional and are over 18 years old

I went back to my bedroom in a daze. Mom had just given me a complete lesson about how a woman's vagina worked. The labia, the vulva, the clitoris, and the hole where the penis goes in. Seeing it up close and explained was both educational and thrilling. The fact that Mom had two orgasms while she was showing me just made it all that much better. The fact that she showed me how deep it was with her dildo excited me more. But what was it she said? Lately she'd been thinking she wanted something a little longer and fatter than her dildo? I wondered if she was referring to my cock, which was about two inches longer and a little bigger in circumference. Could she be sending me a message? Or maybe she was just thinking about buying another dildo. I just didn't know the answer.

I went to bed and fell dead asleep and didn't wake up until my alarm went off the next morning. When I went downstairs, I discovered a note from Mom saying she'd gotten up early to go to the gym. I poured myself some cereal and went over the events of the night before while eating it. Truly amazing, I thought to myself. We've raised it to another level, and just remembering the sight and smell of her freshly shaved pussy, and the dildo going in and out of her set me on fire. I briefly thought about getting myself off, but I had to hit class. I grabbed my book bag and my bat bag and left for school.

When I got home after baseball practice and gym time, Mom was watching the news and having a glass of wine. I came in and plopped myself on the other end of the couch from her. She greeted me, but no kiss. I was a little surprised. Then, we just sat in silence watching the news.

After a bit I asked her, "Is everything okay?"

Without turning her head she answered, "I'm just a little embarrassed about last night."

"Why?" I asked. "I thought it was incredible! Mom, don't be embarrassed. I haven't been able to think about anything else all day!"

"Well, I meant it to just be a visual lesson. I didn't mean for it to go that far. I just got carried away." She still hadn't turned to look at me. I picked up the remote that lay on the couch between us and hit the mute button.

"Hey," I said. "Look over here at me." She shifted on the couch and turned towards me. "Mom, I've been dreaming of something like that. I mean, that was beyond my fantasy. You shouldn't feel embarrassed. I should just be thanking you over and over. Like you said, I'm an 18 year old man now, not an 18 year old child, and I need to know these things. My future girlfriends and wife will thank you." This brought out a little smile from her. "But they won't know it was you that taught me all this."

"God, I hope not," she replied. But I have to admit I was pretty turned on by it," she finally said. "I mean, two orgasms five minutes apart........." and she let the sentence die. I leaned over and gave her a kiss on the lips.

"Maybe next time, you might let me hold the dildo?" I asked.

"What?" she exclaimed. "First, I'm not sure there will be another time for that, and I don't know about you using a dildo on me. That's kind of over the line."

"Well," I answered. "I couldn't think about anything else all day, and I think it would be amazing to do it, and yes, it's over the line, but not so far over. I mean, I wouldn't actually be touching you, the dildo would."

"I don't think we should do that," she answered.

However, thirty minutes later I was naked on her bed, holding the dildo and moving it in and out of her as she rubbed her clit and had a fantastic orgasm. The tips of my fingers would touch her wetness every time I pushed the dildo deep inside her. It was the first time I had ever touched her there, but I wasn't sure she was really aware that my fingers were touching her.

When her orgasm subsided she looked at me and laughed. "Well," she said. "I guess I have no willpower left. I can't believe I let you do that to me." She reached over and grabbed my real cock and gave it a squeeze, then reached for the lube. She oiled up her breasts and I moved my cock into position between them and started moving my cock up and down as she moved her breasts in counter-rhythm and squeezed my cock between them. I was so turned on by using the dildo on her and being so close to her cunt that it didn't take me long and soon I was squirting my seed all over her chin, ear, and hair.

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The next night we took a shower together in her bathroom and moved to Mom's bed before we were even completely dry. The night before had been an exciting new experience, and it seemed that we were both eager to repeat it. After a lot of naked hugging, kissing, and breast play, she asked me if I wanted to play with the dildo again. I thought it was an odd way to put it, but my answer was a definite yes. She reached under her pillow, pulled it out, and handed it to me. She asked me to kiss her breasts some more and I started with her right one, just barely touching the tip of her nipple with the tip of my tongue. This elicited a warm "Mmmmmmm" from Mom as I teased her nipple with the tip of my tongue. My cock was achingly hard, knowing that I was going to be plunging the dildo into her at any moment. Finally, I sucked the entire nipple into my mouth and swirled my tongue around the hard nub of it. She gave a slight moan and I felt her hand move towards her vagina. I moved to her left breast and repeated the teasing with my tongue as she moved her hand and fingers against herself. I felt her arm moving between us as I sucked her entire nipple into my mouth.

"Okay," she said quietly. "I'm ready for the dildo. We won't need any lube, I'm soaked." She pushed my shoulders down and I took the cue and slid down her body until I was laying between her spread legs with her vagina right in front of my face. I placed the dildo against her opening and gave a gentle push, but she grabbed my hand.

"No, honey," she said as she held my wrist. "You have to start slowly and gently, just like with kissing and breasts." She began moving my hand so the head of the dildo was sliding softly up and down her slit. With her other hand she pulled back the hood of her clit (something she had also taught me about).

"And you can rub the tip on my clit. Here, get a little moisture on the end of it." She moved my hand so the dildo went right to where her opening was. She spread her legs a little further apart so her vagina opened up and I could see how wet and gooey she was inside. She rubbed the head of the lifelike fake cock in the small pool of goo just inside her. It seemed to be flowing out of her hole, but I wasn't sure. The entire thing was wet, slick, and shiny. Then she moved my hand so the lubricated head of the dildo lightly rubbed against her exposed swollen clit.

"Yes, honey, just like that," she said and let go of my hand. She continued to hold back the hood of her clit as I gently massaged it with the head of the phallus. "Now just slide it all over, getting it wet again and coming back to my clit." I did as she asked and I could feel her breathing quicken. "Oh yes, baby. Just like that," she moaned as I ran the head of the dildo up down her slit and vulva, getting it nice and slick, then going back to lightly rubbing her clit with it.

"Okay, I'm ready now. Put it in me, but slowly. Slide it in slowly, honey." She spread her legs a little more and she opened up again. I placed the head of the dildo into the goo I could see gathering at the opening to her hole and gave a gentle push. It slid in easily as I gently pushed in the entire length. Mom gave a low moan. "Okay, hold it there for just a moment, then slowly slide it back out." I held it for maybe three or four seconds, then slowly slid it almost all the way out. "Now do that again a few times," she instructed as she moved her other hand to her exposed clit and began lightly rubbing it with her fingertips, within a foot of my face. I could smell her womanly scent.

I slowly slid the dildo all the way back in and became aware that my fingertips were slightly entering her as well. She was wet and slick, and my fingertips became wet and slick as well. I held deep inside for a moment, then slowly slid it out.

"Oh, yes," Mom groaned. I repeated the long slow motions as Mom's fingers began to speed up on her clit. "Now you can start going a little faster," she directed. I began speeding up the long strokes in and out of her. The dildo was sliding smoothly and I could see that it was coated with a film of Mom's thick, creamy juice each time I pulled it out before thrusting it back in. Her fingertips were now a blur on her clit as I began ramming the dildo in and out of her.

"Yes, yes!" Mom panted. "When I tell you, push it all the way in and hold it there, just moving it in and out slightly. Then when I tell you again, start sliding it slowly all the way in and out like you did at the beginning." She was almost too frantic to finish her sentence as I kept driving the dildo home and her fingers blazed against her clit.

"Now, now!" she cried. "Push and hold!" I pushed it in as far as I could, with my fingertips inside Mom and gave it slight little motions. Mom's orgasm came crashing down on her, and she was repeating, "Oh shit, oh shit," over and over as multiple spasms racked her body. After five or more quaking peaks, she began to slow down. "Now, honey, now just slide it in and out slowly." I did so as she slowly came down from her intense climax.

She lifted her head from the pillow and smiled down at me. Finally, she took hold of my hand again and pulled it so the dildo popped out of her spent pussy. "Lay back, baby," she purred, and I switched over to laying on my back with my head at the foot of the bed and my feet near the pillows. She moved to her knees and began slowly kissing her way up my leg. When she got to my stiff cock, she lifted it with her hand and took my entire nut sack in her mouth, gently swirling her tongue around my balls as she slowly stroked me with her hand. "Mmmm," I heard her throaty response to having a mouthful of my nuts.

She popped them out of her mouth one by one, then began licking the taint underneath. We were both fresh out of the shower, so it must have been okay, but I did worry a little about her tongue being so close to my anus. She continued to lightly stroke my cock as she licked all over my taint, my balls, and the moist, dark area between my sack and the insides of my thighs. She was giving me a very thorough tongue bath and it felt wonderful.

I raised my head and looked down at her. She looked up and caught my eye, then smiled at me again before taking both my testicles into her mouth and lightly shifting them around with her tongue.

"Mom," I said as I lay my head back down on the pillow. "I really need your mouth on my cock now."

With one smooth motion, she moved up a bit, placed her lips around the large mushroom head of my penis, and slowly slid it all the way into her mouth and down her throat. After a moment she began gagging and took it out. She took a moment with a couple of deep breaths, then slid my hard cock down her throat again. She gagged a little less, but removed it and took another breath. Then down her throat again. She repeated this until she built up a rhythm of taking me down her throat between short breaths. Three minutes later I was slowly fucking her throat and could feel my orgasm building. I brought the hand I had been using the dildo with up to my nose. My fingertips had been coated in Mom's juices, and I took a deep whiff. The pungent aroma hit me as my cock slid down her throat again. I brought my fingers closer to my lips and licked them, tasting her cum. It took me to another level of arousal. Then, after another ten or so strokes down her throat my legs began to shake. One more deep plunge and I came with an extreme stab of pleasure in my groin that then radiated out over my entire body.

Mom took my cock in her hand and kept the head in her mouth as she sucked each huge spurt of cum out of my pulsing dick, squeezing and milking me as I ejaculated again and again, each time extreme pleasure washing over my entire body. I realized she was quickly swallowing each blast as she received it. She had taken the first one down her throat, so I guess she didn't see the need to spit, so she swallowed it all. And she seemed hungry for it as she milked every drop out of me.

I took her head in my hands and lifted her chin so I could see her face. She looked so beautiful with her hair tussled and the head of my cock in her mouth with tiny rivulets of my cum streaming out around her lips. She let my cock pop out of her mouth, then licked her lips, capturing the stray bits of semen that had escaped. Then she swallowed again.

Then suddenly, she seemed to come back to reality and sat up, saying, "Oh gosh, it's late! We've got to get some sleep! Off to bed with you now." I got up off the bed and began to move towards my room, but Mom called out to me. "Wait! What about my goodnight kiss?" I turned and leaned over her nude form, first kissing each nipple, then moving up and kissing her lips. She opened her mouth slightly and I took the hint and slipped my tongue inside, even though she had just had a mouthful of my cum. I wanted to show her how much I appreciated her shifting her boundaries and allowing me to use the dildo on her, then deep-throat me until I blasted down her throat.

It didn't really seem any different, but just knowing that I had just cum inside her mouth made me a little uncomfortable. But I know that Mom appreciated it when she broke the kiss and said, "Thank you, baby." Off to bed I went.

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The next morning was Tuesday and when I came downstairs Mom was in her robe in the kitchen. I came up behind her and wrapped my arms around her, taking each breast in one of my hands and giving them a gentle squeeze.

"Ooh, honey, not today," she said and kind of winced. "My period's coming and my breasts are very sensitive." Over the years growing up, I was aware that my mother had her period. When I was little I had asked her what the tampons were for and she explained to me that women bleed once a month as part of how babies are made. I remember her telling me that every time she bled, it meant that there wasn't a baby in her tummy. After that, I would notice when there were tampon wrappers and applicators in the trash can in my folk's bathroom. When I started getting sex education in school I learned more about why and how women menstruate. I knew all the basics, but there was a lot I didn't know.

"So your breasts get sore before your period?" I asked.

"Yes, and I get crampy and feel a little bloated," she answered.

"How long until it comes?"

"Sometime later today or tonight," she replied.

"Oh," I said, feeling at a loss to how to get to what I really wanted to know. So I decided to just blurt it out.

"So how does that affect what we're doing?" I looked at her with raised eyebrows.

"Well, generally, I don't feel very sexy the first couple of days. Especially if I'm having a heavy flow." I must have reacted to that visibly because Mom laughed. "Oh, honey," she continued. "It's all very normal and natural. In fact, I was on the last day of my period the first time you wanted to kiss me and I showed you how to kiss."

"So......?" I asked again.

"So probably the next day or two I can take care of you if you need it, but I probably won't be that interested doing anything to myself. Then, the last couple of days, I might be more interested, but I don't think we can do, like, what we did last night. I tend to just rub my clit if I get horny the last couple of days. Then, five days from now, I'll be over it and we'll be fine!"

My head was spinning a little bit with all this new information and it must have shown. I wasn't completely comfortable with the thought of a woman bleeding out of her vagina. Especially the vagina I was so interested in.

"Jason, when you have a girlfriend or a wife, this will be a very normal part of your life. Every couple deals with it every month, and you just kind of learn to work around it. It will be fine." Then she added, "You'll see. Menstruation is normal, sweetie, and you're normal and you'll get used to it."

"Okay, I said. "I get it."

"But!" she exclaimed. "Women still want to be held and feel loved, especially when they're feeling more emotional during their period. So, kissing and cuddling, kind words and thoughtful deeds, are especially welcome."

"Okay, Mom. Well, I mean, you are being so awesome with me and teaching me so much that I'll shower you with affection the next few days."

"That would be so sweet, honey," she replied.

"You deserve it, Mom. You're awesome."

I had my first game that afternoon after school, a practice game against the State University. We got crushed, but that was to be expected against a team in a higher division. I went 2 for 4, though, and made a great catch in the outfield which was good because this was the school I hoped to go to after Community College. I was glad I performed well so that perhaps they'd notice me and recruit me for their baseball team. Mom was there cheering me on. We stopped for dinner at an Applebee's on our way home, but Mom didn't seem her usual bubbly self. I guess her period had come.

That night, and Wednesday, we didn't do anything, but I did cuddle with Mom on the couch both nights while we watched TV and kissed her often and told her how beautiful and how great she was. The next day I did all the dishes, took the trash out, and complimented Mom every chance I could. I even gave her a nice backrub and foot rub while we watched TV.

Thursday night she came into my bedroom and gave me a long, slow blow job. She must have liked swallowing the time before because she didn't spit after I came. She must have swallowed it all. Afterward she stayed in my room for a long time, and we cuddled and kissed. I don't know how long she was there because I fell asleep and when I woke up at around 2 a.m. she was gone to her own bed.

Friday night was cuddling on the couch again and she did touch my cock over my gym shorts a few times but I wasn't sure if it was on purpose or accidental. Maybe her interest was coming back.

Saturday morning, I had a game and we took my car. I drove, but when we arrived an hour before game time, she got out and came over to the driver's side. As I got out of the car she asked me for the keys and told me she'd be back in an hour for the game. She gave me a crooked little smile and said, "I've got a little shopping to do." She got in, adjusted the seat forward and took off.

"Wait!" I shouted, running after her, waving my arms. I saw the brake lights go on, and the car came to a stop. I ran up to it, opened the back driver's side door, and pulled out my bat bag.

"Sorry!" Mom said as I closed the door and gave it a couple of taps to let her know she could pull away.

We won this game and I went 2 for 3 with 2 runs scored and 2 RBI. I was on a roll, both with baseball and Mom.

I think playing such a good game must have made me horny or something. On the way home, I kept looking over at Mom in the passenger seat and all I could think about was her pussy and the dildo. We didn't talk much and I wondered if she was thinking what I was thinking.

"So, is your period over?" I asked while REM played on the oldies radio station she loved so much.

"Pretty much. Nothing so far today," she replied.

"Does that mean when we get home we can mess around?" I asked. "Like, for real?" I added.

"Honey, I think one more day to be safe. She reached across the console and put her hand in my lap. "You can wait one more day, can't you?" she said sweetly, then gave my stiffening cock a little squeeze.