My Sex Education

My Sex Education, Part 8

On the Tuesday after Mom's birthday party, I was sitting in the living room scrolling through my social media and texting my girlfriend Ashley.

"Yeah, yeah... happy birthday. I get it!" my Mom said as she walked down the stairs. She didn't sound too happy. When I looked over, she was sending a text on her phone. I guessed she was still getting texts from friends wishing her a happy birthday, but, for some reason, wasn't enjoying hearing it.

"Hey! Happy birthday, again, Mom," I said softly. I'd been saying it every day since Saturday, hoping she'd see it as a joyous event.

She looked up at me. "Yeah, whatever," she said. "Look, honestly, don't say it again. I really don't want to think about it."

"So... ok. What's wrong?"

She walked into the living room and sat down on the couch beside me. "Well, it's my birthday... my fiftieth birthday... and... I'm alone." She was getting depressed. "I'm completely fucking alone."

"Are you ok?" I asked, getting a little concerned.

She reached out and gently stroked my thigh. Her touch always sent bolts of pleasure straight to my cock and this time was no different. I started getting hard. "I'm sorry, I'm just kinda... upset."

"Is it about being fifty?" I asked. "I mean, it's just a number. You don't look even near fifty." She looked far younger, in fact.

"No... it's not that," she sighed. "Well, not completely about that. I... I was thinking about your father."

"Yeah," I said, understanding a little of what she was feeling. "It was sad to lose him."

"It's just... we weren't really... close... in the end," she said. "I mean, you knew that. But I still miss him being here."

She sat there, staring down at the floor as if in deep thought.

Suddenly, she looked over at me, smiled, and tapped my leg. "What's your girlfriend doing? What's her name?"

"Ashley," I said.

"Ashley... that's right... Ashley," she said, trying to remember the name. "What's Ashley doing this week? Was she ok with you coming home for so long?"

"Yeah, she's ok with it," I said. "She's just hanging around with her girlfriend. They're talking about going to see a movie tonight."

"I know I stole you from her for a while," she said, leaning on my shoulder, and wrapping her arms around me. "But... I'm really glad that you and Hailey were home for my birthday. It really means a lot to me."

She hugged me tight and then suddenly released me and sat up. She looked down at my crotch a moment, noticing my hardon and giggled. "Oh... um... I'm sorry." She looked at me and I covered up my crotch with a pillow in embarrassment, blushing a little. "No, no, you don't have anything to be embarrassed about. It's... um... it's perfectly natural. You are a virile young man."

"Ugh... sorry," I said.

"Don't worry about it," she said. "Did I tell you I was planning on dating?"

"Dating?" I asked. I was a little shocked.

"Yeah... I'm just not sure what to do," she said. "It's been so long since I dated anyone. And I'm way out of practice. Can I... can I get your opinion on something?"

"Yeah, sure," I said. She took my hand and pulled me to have me follow her. She led me to her bedroom, turned towards me, and took both my hands.

"I'm really glad that you and Hailey are home," she said. "I mean, I'm glad that you enjoy your new home and job... and that you're doing well... It's just that sometimes I wish that you were still living here." She looked down a second. "Especially... because of our history. I just don't enjoy living alone. It's been so long since I..."

I nodded, understanding what she meant. When I first moved away, it was difficult for me to live alone as well. Especially after spending so much time with my Mom before... and so much time having sex.

"But... I bet the girls are going crazy for you," she smiled up at me. "Aren't they? I mean, both you and your Dad are really attractive. Which is partly why it's so hard to date again. Plus... you were... talented."

She smiled a little deviously, which made me blush again.

"I know... sorry... you don't need to hear that," she said. "Is it ok that I'm talking about this? I mean, I don't really have anyone that I can discuss it with. Women... at least my friends... we don't really talk about... sex. You know what I mean?"

"Yeah, no, I get it."

"And I miss it," she said, licking her lips. "You don't understand what it's like. You're just starting to date and everything."

"Well, not so much starting any more, with Ashley and all," I said.

"I'm a little surprised you didn't bring home your girlfriend," Mom said.

"Well... I don't want to push her into anything," I said.

"So... how... how is dating going?" she asked. "Because I've tried it a few times and it's... well it hasn't really ended horribly but it hasn't exactly ended well either. What kind of stuff do you do? What kind of stuff do the girls wear?"

"We just... you know... go out for a drink or coffee... go to dinner... go to a club... that kind of thing," I said.

She let my hands go and walked towards her dresser. "So... I haven't thought about this in so long... but... I still have some of the clothes I used to wear... for your father, but... Can I show it to you? Just to get your opinion, like... a guy and everything. I mean, you seem to have similar tastes as he did and that is definitely the kind of guy I want to attract."

"Yeah... I guess that would be ok," I said, nodding.

"I really would appreciate it," she said. "Just a couple things. I'd be really grateful."

"Ok, yeah."

"Oh... um... don't peek," she smiled as if she almost expected me to. She opened one of the drawers in the dresser and pulled out some satiny and lacy items. Then she turned away from me and started undressing by taking off her shoes, then her dress. I had my hands over my eyes, but peeked between my fingers. All she had on underneath her dress were her black thong panties and it made my cock start to throb. I always loved watching her strip for me.

I remembered her body. I remembered touching it, feeling it against me. I felt the heat and wetness of her orgasm and all those emotions rushed back to me.

"It's been so long since I've worn anything like this," she said, picking up one of the items. "Is lingerie still a thing?" She slid the black material over her head and let it slide into place. "Are you peeking?" she asked, practically giggling, just before she turned around to face me. "Ok."

That was my cue to take my hands away and look at her. She looked really good but it wasn't as flattering as I'd like. It just seemed... plain.

"It's a slip. Don't like it?" she asked, sliding her hands over the material, cupping her breasts and squeezing them together. "It's lacy and whatnot. It's kind of cute, isn't it? I mean... it's black. That's sexy, right?"

I nodded. "It's ok."

She took my hand and put it on her breast, holding it there. "Well... it's soft. And it comes off kind of easy," she said. I could feel her nipple harden in my hand and poke into my palm and I instinctively squeezed her breast and strummed my thumb over her nipple.

"No?" she asked.

She gently stroked the back of my hand as I continued caressing her breast. Then she saw the obvious bulge in my pants and giggled.

"It's... uh... pretty easy to give you an erection, isn't it?"

"Yeah... it definitely is," I laughed, embarrassed.

"So... you do like it," she said, smiling broadly. I made a face as if it wasn't my favorite outfit. "Are you sure? 'Cause it seems to me you're... uh... enjoying it."

"It's ok. Just not my favorite," I admitted.

"I have other stuff," she said. "If you think this is too... matronly. I don't want to look old. I want something that just says... MILF. Kids still say that, right?" She looked at me with a devious smile.

"Yeah... that's still a thing," I said. She was definitely a MILF to me.

"Good," she said, smiling slyly. "I, um... I wouldn't mind being considered a MILF. I'd be ok with that." While I watched, she slowly pulled down her slip, letting the thin straps fall off her shoulders, exposing her bare breasts to me. I stared at them, remembering how soft they felt in my hands, how hard her nipples got in my mouth, and my mouth watered as I thought of tasting her again.

"If you want to stop, you'll tell me, won't you?" she asked, smiling as if knowing there was no way I was going to stop this. "Good. I'm going to show you another one, alright?"

She walked over to the dresser again. "And it's ok to say that you like it. I mean... I can tell by your erection anyway," she giggled. Without warning me to cover my eyes again, she pulled the slip off and faced me in her black G-string panties. Then she turned away and hooked her thumbs in her panties and bent over, sliding them down her legs.

I remembered that ass. I remembered grabbing and holding it firmly as I thrust into her. I remembered kissing and licking it, worshiping her lovely body over and over.

She grabbed some light pink material, held it up to determine which was the front, and slid it over her head. Spreading her legs almost awkwardly, she grabbed the material at the crotch and snapped it shut, then turned and faced me.

"Ok... What do you think?" she asked. There were thin straps that went over her shoulders and the front plunged down low, highlighting her ample breasts. Four, small buttons fastened down the front, down to her bellybutton. I could see her nipples poking through the thin satin.

"It's called a teddy. Your dad really liked it," she said. "I mean, I like it too. It's cute. Don't you think? I mean... it's satin and lace." She slid her hands over the front, squeezing her breasts and then playing with the small buttons.

"It's kind of fun to tease with the buttons and everything," she smiled. "I could tease you." She unfastened the top button, showing even more breast. "Do you think that's fun? Come on, you like it a little bit don't you? You can tell me. I'm your mom."

I exhaled heavily. Yeah, her teasing was getting to me. "Yeah... it's... it's great."

"It's pink... it's all lace and satin," she said, coming even closer to me. "Oh, you're so shy." She looked down and could see my throbbing bulge showing just how much I liked it. "Do you want to touch this one too? Come on." She took my hand again and put it on her breast, letting me feel the satiny material and the softness of the hidden mound of flesh beneath. She pressed my hand into her breast, forcing my hand to squeeze it once again.

"It's ok," she said, her face showing that she was enjoying my touch. My thumb strummed back and forth over her hard nipple, making her bite her lip. She grabbed and squeezed her other breast, too. "Yeah... that... feels good," she said, moaning softly. "Do you like it?"

"Yeah... a lot," I whispered, barely able to speak.

"Well, I'll have to remember that," she smiled. "Might be something fun for me to wear around the house if it gets your attention." She giggled. "Would that keep you home more if mommy wears really, really sexy lingerie around the house."

I nodded, unable to speak as I watched my hand playing with one breast, hers playing with the other.

"What's wrong? Don't the girls you date have tits?"

I licked my lips in excitement. It had been so long since I'd been with my mother. I didn't even know if she was still interested in me or not in that way.

The spaghetti straps fell off one shoulder, exposing her breast and my hand settled on the naked flesh. I lightly pinched and rolled her nipple between my thumb and forefinger. She dropped the shoulder strap from her other shoulder and played with her bare nipple with her own fingers, tugging on it gently.

"You are such a bad boy. You're getting mommy all excited," she smiled. She nodded, giving me permission to use both of my hands to squeeze and play with her breasts. She used one hand to hold the back of my hands, encouraging me. With the other, she cupped my cock, gently squeezing it.

"You don't thinks it's.... too much?" she asked, licking her lips. Her hand started stroking me, making me even harder.

"No... it's perfect," I whispered, my husky voice betraying my extreme desire for her.

"That's good," she said. "I was hoping you would like it. But I want you to experience the whole thing."

"What do you mean?" I asked, barely able to think.

"Baby... I love to fucking tease you and all... but I want you... to go lie down on the bed," she said, staring me straight in the eyes, her hand stroking my cock faster. "Then I want you to... fuck... me like I haven't been fucked in ages. Mommy really needs it. I need it so bad. Will you give it to me?"

"Yeah," I nodded. I wanted to fuck her so badly now.

She smiled. "Yeah? That's what I wished for the other day. Come give mommy the big cock she needs." She took my hand and led us to the bed, where I lay onto my back. She crawled on, slid between my legs, and started stroking my cock through my jeans.

"I really want it," she whispered, desire obvious in her voice. "But I still want you to really want it."

"Yeah... I really want to fuck you," I hissed. "I've missed that."

She smiled, loving that she got me all hot and bothered. She unfastened my pants and slid them down to my knees. My cock quickly tented my boxers. She slid her hand over the thin material, stroking my cock through it.

"Oh... your cock is just as nice as I remember it." She pulled my boxers down, too, and then stared at my cock as she held it up. "Oh my God... that's beautiful. Absolutely gorgeous." She started stroking it, slowly sliding up and down its length. "I haven't touched your cock in so long. Oh my God."

She leaned forward, kissed it, then held it against her face and inhaled. "I miss that smell. That special smell." She started kissing it all over as I watched. "This is such maleness... it's so thick." She licked it, licking under the head.

The she sat up and helped me pull my jeans and boxers all the way off, tossing them aside. My cock was throbbing as she slid back between my legs. She pulled the spaghetti straps off her shoulders and pushed the teddy down, baring her breasts to me.

"You have a beautiful, beautiful cock," she said, stroking me again and then sucking me into her mouth. She slid up and down my shaft, making it shine with her spit, while looking up at me. Her face was so full of pleasure. She took me out of her mouth and started just stroking me. "That's nice. It's so big. Oh my God, I love your dick. I have been masturbating to memories of your big, gorgeous cock. Mommy just wants to worship it."

She stroked me for a few minutes, occasionally sliding me into her mouth and licking up the length of my shaft. "How do you feel about mommy taking you for a ride?" she asked, licking her lips excitedly. "I know it'll feel absolutely amazing again. And it's just what mommy needs."

"God yeah... do it," I hissed. She had me so hard. I really wanted to be inside her pussy.

"Ok? Yeah?" she smiled. She quickly moved to her knees and unsnapped the teddy at her crotch. Then she crawled up and kicked her leg over me, her pussy now right by my cock. She moved into position and held my cock against her pussy, grinding against it. "Yeah, right there on my clit." Her pussy was so hot and wet and I yearned for her to go the next step.

And she did quickly. She pushed my cock up into her pussy and slowly lowered her hips, sliding me deeper and deeper inside her.

"Oh fuck... oh my God," she hissed, feeling my cock fill her completely. Her pussy was squeezing my cock as I went deeper and it felt like I was stretching her open again. "Oh yeah... finally!" she whispered as she started sliding my cock in and out of her pussy, riding me.

"Oh my God," I moaned. God, her pussy felt so good, so hot and wet! I didn't realize how badly I missed her.

"Oh sweetie," she whispered, sliding up and down my shaft. "Good boy... oh yeah! My pussy is so wet."

The bed was squeaking a little with every bounce, but her moans were even louder. I remembered how vocal she was and it drove me crazy.

"Fuck, that's so good," she hissed, her face scrunched up in pleasure. "You're spoiling mommy. Your cock feels so good in mommy's pussy. You're making me feel so, so good."

As she slid down on my cock, I thrust my hips upward, driving even deeper inside her wetness. She threw her head back for a second, feeling the wonderful pleasure flow through her.

"Yes... fuck me mommy," I hissed. I could feel my balls boiling, wanting to spray so deep inside her.

"Oh my God... oh fuck!" she moaned loudly. "Good boy... oh, good boy. So sweet. You're so sweet. And your cock is so, so amazing."

I reached up and grabbed her breasts squeezing them and teasing her nipples by pinching and pulling them. I remembered just how responsive she was when I played with her nipples.

"Yeah, that's a good boy," she said, smiling down at me. "Play with mommy's titties. That feels so good."

She started bouncing even faster as she got closer and closer to her orgasm and I held on for dear life. I squeezed her breasts and pulled them, making her moan louder and louder.

"Uh huh... uh huh... oh fuck!" she yelled. "You're so sweet to fuck mommy like this. Your big fat cock makes mommy feel so good. Oh my God... oh wow!"

Suddenly she stopped and pulled me out of her. Then she bent down and licked and sucked on my cock once again. I guessed that she didn't want to cum too quickly. She was teasing herself as much as me.

"Mmm... Your cock is really fucking amazing," she said, sliding her tongue over the head before sliding it deep into her mouth again. "I've really missed it."

I sat up and slid her off me. "It's your turn now," I said as I pushed her to her back and slid between her legs. I lay down on my stomach as I kissed her thigh, moving closer and closer to her pussy.

"Oh yeah! Oh my God... yeah," she moaned.

I took a moment to smell her, her musky scent showing her excitement. Then I softly blew on her labia. "You like it when I eat your pussy?" I asked, looking up at her.

She licked her lips excitedly and nodded. "Oh yes... you know I do." She smiled, expectantly.

I licked her lips, gently, sliding my tongue around the edge of her pussy. Her lips were so swollen and open, ready for penetration. Her clit was just starting to peek out and I flicked my tongue over it.

"You taste so good," I whispered as I caressed her clit with the flat of my tongue. As I licked her, I teased her with my fingers, slowly circling her hole, getting my finger more and more wet with her leaking juices, and then slid a finger inside her. I slowly fingered her, curling it to caress her G-spot.

"Oh my God. Oooh, yes," she moaned, writhing on the bed below me. She grabbed my head with both hands and I knew she was about to cum. I didn't have to wait long. "Fuck!" she yelled. "Oh my God! I'm cumming! Ohhhhhhhh!"

She held my head tightly to her pussy and I gently sucked on her clit as she came, drenching my chin, neck, and chest. God, I loved her taste!

As I sat up, she put her hands on her face, breathing heavy from her orgasm. I grabbed under her knee on one side and turned her to her stomach, then pulled her hips up until she was on all fours.

"Oh yes, more," she whimpered. "More, more, more. Make mommy feel so good."

I slapped the big, beautiful ass that she presented to me, leaving it a little pinkish.

"Oh my God! You've never done that before," she panted, looking back at me.

"More?" I asked.

She licked her lips in hesitation, then nodded. So I slapped her ass again, first one cheek, then the other, until she was all beautifully pinkish. She was moaning into the bed, her face resting on the pillow.

I grabbed her hips and slid my cock into her. She hissed, her breath catching as I surprised her. "Oh fuck! Wow... you're so big," she moaned. I pushed in deeper and deeper, easily going all the way into her. "There you go. Yes! Get it in deep... all the way in."