MY FIRST DATE. WITH MOM.
Mom could always spot my moods. Maybe it’s obvious with 16 year olds like me. Anyway I guess she spotted me kind of mopping around for a couple of weeks.
“I don’t like to interfere with your life,” she said one afternoon when I cam home from school, “But you seem upset. What’s up?”
“Nothing. Anyway nothing I can talk to you about.”
“Listen, ever since your Dad left, I’m all you’ve got, so if you can’t talk to me, you can’t talk to anyone.”
It was just too embarrassing. For one thing, Mom was really sexy looking: Blue eyes, always smiling, a tussle of thick blond hair. I tried hard to not notice her body. The only thing harder was the boner I sprung whenever I did look at her. So like she was okay for math problems and other school stuff, but now my problem was girls, so how could I talk to her. She’d just think I was a wimp or something.
She charged right in as always. “I can tell from looking at you that the problem is girls, right? You can’t hide anything from me Johnnie Boy. So don’t even try. Let’s have it.”
“No. It’s too embarrassing. You’d think I was an idiot.
“That’s it. Now you have to tell me.”
“Promise you won’t laugh.”
“Please Johnnie, I’m on your side no matter what. You know that.”
“Okay. I’ll try. So … you know how all the guys take their dates to the Movies on Saturday night?” Mom nodded.
“Well everybody wants to get some action – I guess you know what I mean?” Again Mom nodded, this time with a look that said ‘you think I’m a moron or something?’ “So here’s the hard part. I mean I can kiss a girl and you know make out, but that’s as far as I get.”
“So what’s the problem?”
“All the other guys go a lot further. They all, um, this is really embarrassing, um, you know, get inside the girl’s blouse, and a lot of them even get the girl’s bra off.”
“How about you? Have you tried.”
“Of course I tried. But it never works. I just don’t know how to do it.”
“Okay. Now I understand, and I guess I’m willing to help you, but only if you promise to do exactly what I tell you and no embarrassment about it just because I happen to be your Mom.”
“Okay, I promise.
“Also this is pretty intimate stuff, so you have the remember this is just practice. No getting excited or anything – promise.”
“Jeeze. Okay I promise.”
Mom went upstairs and was back almost immediately. She was carrying one of her low cut, lacy bras. “Pay attention Johnnie, this is a bra and your challenge is to get it off, right?” I nodded. “One way - you could take the shoulder straps down the arms and lower it from the front, but that’s not great. Too uncomfortable for a girl. The best way is to release the hooks on the back so the bra comes completely off. It’s liberating. That way you can fully enjoy the sweetness of her soft breasts and maybe even lift her blouse to kiss them and softly suck on her nipples.”
I suddenly felt an expansion in my cock. When I straightened my jeans to give it room Mom couldn’t help but notice. Fortunately she didn’t say anything.
She showed me how a girl hooks the fittings to put the bra on and how it is unhooked to take it off. Then she put the bra around the back of a wooden chair and held it firmly so I could practice removing it. I couldn’t get anywhere without using two hands. “No, Johnnie, you’ll never get anywhere unless you can get the bra off with one hand, plus you have to do it without looking.”
Then Mom had me change with her so I held the front of the bra to make the back tight on the chair. Mom looked at me with wide smiling eyes, then she popped each hook with a quick, deft motion her thumb and fore finger. “Wow, that is great!” I said. “I wish I could do it like you.”
“You can,” she said. Let’s do it together. I’ll hold the front of the bra and you come round to the back with me. First put your fingers on the bottom hook.” When I did as she said she put her hand on mine to guide it. For the first time I noticed the bra’s label: 36 D. By this time we were really close and one of those 36 D’s was pressed deep into my arm. I tried to work on opening the bra some more but I just couldn’t get the hang of it. I kept thinking about Mom’s big titties and by now I had a huge boner problem.
“Tell you what,” said Mom, “Let’s make this a Reality Show. We’ll set up just like in the movie theater, we’ll sit on the couch and turn on the TV. You’ll do better if it’s just like a Saturday night at the movies with a pretty girl for a date.”
I turned on the TV and sat on the couch first and then she sat and pressed her hip close to mine. “Now remember,” she said. Like I told you before, this is strictly educational, so don’t get any ideas. I am your Mom first and foremost. Okay, now let’s start. Begin by putting your arm behind my head and let it rest on my other shoulder. That will make me turn to look at you. When I do, you move into a kiss.”
“You want me to kiss you?”
“If we’re going to do a Reality Show, we have to do reality. This won’t work otherwise.” She opened her mouth, she arched her tits up into my chest. She put both hands behind my head and fondled my neck. She pulled me into her lips. So soft, so sweet. Her tongue moved in my mouth like a butterfly in a meadow.
“Okay,” she whispered in my ear. “I’m ready.” Her tongue had moved to my ear and was slip-sliding around it like a snake. “Make your move.” She hissed softly. I crushed those big soft milkers into my chest so I could drop my other hand to the base of her back. She was wearing a tight cashmere sweater and jeans. There was just enough room to stick my hand inside her sweater and slide it up. As I reached the bottom of her bra I French kissed her again.”
I approached the first clip like a bank robber working a safe. I had to be deft; I had to be fast. Click! - I released the first hook. Cick! The second. Click! The third. And finally … click! The fourth. The bra parted. For the first time I could feel all the skin on her back from the bottom of the neck to the top of her ass. She was kissing me as if she had no idea of what had happened.
“Okay,” I said. “Mission accomplished. I did it. I got your bra off. How was I? What do you think?”
“Well that’s good, but why did you do it?”
“ Um, so I can do it on a girl the next time I get an opportunity.”
“Oh, I thought you did it so you could feel my beautiful big titties. So you could lick them and suck on the nipples.”
“You got the bra off. You earned it.”
I smothered her lips with another soft wet deep kiss. Now I slowly pulled the bottom of her cashmere sweater away from her stomach and began lifting it. My mouth found its way to her titties and I kissed them through the cashmere. By now my boner was bursting the seems of my pants.
The sweater was just too tight. I could not get it over the top of those bodacious melons. She said, “You’ve been so good Johnnie, I’m going to help you out.” With that she leaned forward, arched her back and pulled that baby blue cashmere right over her head. The now limp bra came right along with it. She truned to face me directly. “So here they are. How do you like them?”
“Oh Mom, those are the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen. So big, so pert. And look at them. They’re positively quivering with excitement. Can I really kiss them.”
“If you got to ask, the answer is no.”
“Okay. I take back the question.” With that I dove face first into the warmest, yummiest treat a boy ever enjoyed. I was kissing, and licking, and sucking my heart out when all of a sudden I felt something even wilder. Mom’s hand was sliding gently on top of my jeans – right over my rock hard dick.
“Now wait just a minute,” she said. Is that a stiff dick you have in there? It is isn’t it? You stand up right now.”
I did as she asked. I could never turn Mom down. “I told you when we started that this was only practice. That you were just learning to do something. Period. You were not supposed to get sexually excited. I’m your mother after all.”
“I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean to. I don’t know what happened to me. I guess I just got overpowered by your beautiful titties Mom.”
“Are you really and truly overpowered? I think we better take a look. Step right in here.” Her legs were wide open and her tits were hanging there like two melons in a string bag. I moved in. she put her hands where my throbbing dick was aching with anticipation. Then she gripped the zipper with one hand and slowly lowered it. Out flopped a rock hard 8” spike at a 45º angle.
“Just as I suspected. A boner. Son you promised. You should be ashamed of yourself. You look like you want to fuck me, your own mother. I’m appalled.”
“But I couldn’t help it. Don’t blame me. Mom, those big titties are just so nice, and you know it too.”
“All right. I forgive you, but that’s it. We better go upstairs and compose ourselves.”
“Just a minute. You accuse me of getting over excited, but what about you?”
“What ever can you mean? You have a very dirty mind young man.”
“Okay, you opened my pants and took my big stiff dick out, so let’s see what’s in your pants. Fair is fair.”
“Son I am astonished. What are you implying?”
“I’m not implying anything. I want to see the evidence. I showed you, now you show me.
“I’ll sit here in the couch and you stand in front of me.”
She stood. “ No, please son, have mercy. Don’t!”
I sat. “Shut up and get over here”
Now she was wimpering and tears were coming down her cheeks. As I lowered the zipper on her jeans she folded her arms over those magnificent titties. I pulled her pants down to her knees and looked directly at her bright red silk bikini panties. I put my hand right on top of where they concealed her pussy. The were totally soaking with hot uncontrolled pussy juice. “I think the evidence requires I look a little further.”
“No Son, please. Stop. This is so humiliating.”
“Sorry Mom, but you asked for it.” With that I put my hands on the sides of her panties and tugged them down to her knees as well. There was no denying it. Her perfectly shaved cunt was glistening with sexual need.”
“We both know what’s going on,” I said. Why are we torturing each other. We both need it. And God, we need it so bad.” With that I put both hands around on her firm round ass and lifted her back to the couch. Her legs were spread. I was on my knees. Slowly and confidently I dropped my face into her welcoming pussy.”
She swayed back and forth and moaned quietly and I tongue lashed her pussy top to bottom. When I twirled my tongue around her clit. She took her hands off her tits and grabbed my head. “Oh God. I needed this so bad for so long, I can’t last. Stick two fingers up my cunt and one up my ass hole while you suck on my clit. I did as I was told and suddenly the room was filled with screaming: “Yes! Yes! Yes! Suck my cunt big boy! Suck it! There it is. I’m cooooooming!” And with that my mouth was flooded with a wave of hot pussy juice.”
My dong was so hot I almost came right then. Almost. I let Mom lay there and rest. Her titties rising and falling with each breath. Finally she came around and breathlessly said. “Is that it, or is there more?” I took her head in both my hands and placed it in front of my hard throbbing dick. “I guess I knew this would be coming up. So you want the best blow job you’ll ever have in your entire life?”
“That sounds fabulous, but I think later. I’m so excited now there’s only one thing that will truly satisfy me.”
“I know what you mean, and I totally agree. Let’s fuck.”
She got her whole body up on the couch. She spread her legs. She spread her arms. I dove once more into that wonderful pillow of her titties. She caressed the back of my head. “Johnnie, you are such a good boy.” I moved up to her lips and as I did my dick just slid deep into her pussy as if it knew exactly where it was going.
Humming and moaning we moved together. “I’m so hot I can barely stand it.” I said. “But I am determined to hang on till you cum again. I want that wave of pussy juice all over my dick.”
“Hot and horney as I am, you’re not going to have to wait long. Oh Johnnie, you are so good. And that marlin spike of a dick is so manly. Fuck me, just fuck me. Oh God. Oh God. Oh Jesus. Here it comes.” With that her body jolted as if hit by electricity. Then the scream. Then the wavy of hot pussy juice all over my dick.
It was too much. I couldn’t hold out any longer. My balls started boiling. The pressure built to a fever. The dam broke and like a river of lava cum started cascading down the inside of my dick. When it hit the tip it was totally free. Spurting out of control into her hot wet pussy. Load after load. We kissed fervently. “You know what Johnnie? I think that’s got to last us.”
“Yeah, for at least an hour,” I said.