My Sexual Awakening - Mom
Chapter 7
FANTASY is so much better than REALITY!
My mind was in a haze as I walked home. What had I just done? What did I just admit? OH GOD! As I walked in the door, I was jolted by my dad's out of control laughter. He was literally jumping up and down in the living room, drunk, the football game on TV. Mom looked at me, rolled her eyes, "He won the construction football pool. Over 500 bucks." She smiled at me and then at my dad.
"Hungry?"
"No thanks mom, I ate at Burnie's." I lied, but I knew I couldn't eat.
She came over and gave me a hug. Said softly to me, "Missed you." Gave me a kiss on the cheek, as she held me with her arm around my shoulder. She then, pulled back, looked at me quizzingly, "Is that a girl's perfume all over you? Who is she?"
My mind swirled. FUCK! Jenny's perfume! Stammering I said, "It's Jenny's. Burnie spritzed it on me, thinking he was being funny."
"Oh. Boys." She shrugged and let me go.
I looked at her, "I'm going to shower to take a hot bath and relax. Then I got some homework to do."
"Use one of my bath balms, get that smell off you."
"Okay mom."
I went upstairs hearing my dad laughing loudly into his iPhone talking to one of his buddies, "I won!"
I went into my room and took my clothes off, grabbed my robe, first went through my parents' bedroom to the master bath to pick up a bath balm from my moms' drawer. Then went back to the hallway bath, turned on the water, let it get really hot, threw in the balm and just sat on the toilet seat cover staring at the tub fill-up. My mind re-playing images of the weekend. JESUS! WHAT DID I LET BURNIE DO TO ME! Then the words came back, "I'm a sissified, cocksucking, ass-fucked, faggot."
The tub filled up to the top drain. I stepped in, GOD IT'S HOT! I put my other foot in and slowly lowered my ass into the water. I grimaced when my ball sack and tenderized ass-hole hit the water. I was holding on to the side of the tub and eased into the water letting it cover my hips and then I slid in up to my neck. My thoughts concentrating on the temperature of the water, relieving my mind of what I was.
The gentle strawberry fragrance of the balm filled the room and reminded me of my mom! I sighed, thinking of her sweet lips on my dick, my mouth on her pussy, and I TOLD BURNIE! SHIT!
I spent the rest of my time just soaking and sulking, trying not to think, just relax.
The water got tepid, I pulled out the plug and stepped out and dried myself off, put on my robe and went back to my room. Put on a pair of boxers and a PJ top and caught up on my homework which I hadn't touched. A trig problem mercifully proved to keep me focused for almost and half hour. I tucked myself under the cover and with my iPad to catch up on some reading assignments. I heard some commotion the hallway, mom and dad laughing and stumbling. Then silence. I went back to reading.
ο»ΏI got to the end of the chapter, turned off the iPad, the room went dark. I turned on to my back and stared at the ceiling. As soon as my thoughts drifted to my weekend's submissions to Burnie, my bedroom door opened.
There stood my mom, her slender frame silhouetted by the light from the hall. She leaned against the door frame, her elbow on the door, her hand on her head. Her other hand on her hip. All she was wearing a short very shear nightie, that hung just a few inches below her hips. With the light shining through I could make out her lovely, curved shape. The sides of her breast as she leaned against the door. Her waist tapered in. Her hips rounding out. Her thighs moved slightly apart as she moved the foot closest to the door over the other. I gazed up her shapely calves and thighs, then settled on the whiff of her pussy hair between her upper inner thighs, perfectly exposed by the hallway's illumination.
She leaned against the door frame for what seemed like hours. As if knowing the effect of the light behind her made her look stunning. It, to this day, is the most erotic, sensual, loveliest, intoxicating, romantic vision I have ever seen. Etched permanently in my mind. At that moment my mom became a GODDESS to me. The perfect picture of what a woman should be.
She then straightened up. Took a few steps into the room. Turned, closed the door. The room again went dark. I heard the "click" of the doorknob and then a flick" as she locked the door.
I could hear her move across the room to my bedside. I felt her hand touch the side of the bed and then she sat down on the edge. Her sweet fresh fragrance filled the room. I could tell she had just showered. She ran her hand over my chest, to my neck. I felt both of her slender fingers on the either side of my face. She bent down, her warm minty breath caressing my face and entering between my open lips as she kissed me softly. Both of us sighing quietly together.