Gender: Male Age: 46 Location: N/A
|Introduction: The first part to this story is about masturbation and is very long but I feel it's important to explain why my mom finished up doing what she did. I grew up living with just my mom, she was 28 years old when she gave birth to me. I was a pretty messed-up kid so please don't judge me or my mom too harshly, I've been completely honest in this story so it gets a bit dark at times, but I think it has a happy ending.|
From a very young age I had an extremely high libido. I began masturbating even before I started getting erections just by humping pieces of furniture and rubbing my cock on my bedsheets at night because it felt good.
I'm not sure of the exact age but I think around 9 years old I started getting erections and was experimenting with different types of masturbation, mostly involving my hands. I didn't know what an orgasm was then but I knew if I did it for long enough my hard little cock would get very sensitive and I would get a really great feeling, so I used to make this happen about five times a day at least, mostly in the bathroom but because I didn't produce any semen at that age I would basically do it wherever I wanted as long as nobody was looking. This meant I had done it in elevators, the park behind some bushes, public toilets, pool changing rooms and countless other places.
If I did it fast enough I could make myself cum in about 20 seconds so I would take big risks and do it even if my mom or someone just left the room briefly, and it was exciting knowing they could come in at any moment and catch me. A few times my mom caught me with my hand down my pants but I would pretend I wasn't doing anything and she never said anything to me about it.
Still very young, maybe about 10, I began to get very interested in girls and was fascinated by their bodies. A girl from my neighborhood had shown a few of the local boys her flat chest and bald pussy one day in the park and I couldn't get the image out of my head. Whenever I masturbated I thought about her hairless little slit and I already knew what sex was and I wanted to try it.
I became more experimental with masturbation and would spend a long time in the bathroom rubbing all kinds of lotions and gels my mom had all over my cock to see which one felt the best. I would sneak into my mom's room and take a bra and panties out of her drawer and put them on the floor and masturbate looking at them.
One day a friend of mine said he wanted to show us something so he led me and a bunch of friends deep into the nearby woods and there was a plastic bag tied to a tree. He untied it and opened it and there were two porn magazines inside. They were both softcore but I'd never seen porn before and I was fascinated by the pictures, this was in the seventies so all the women had large breasts and very hairy cunts. Although the models in these magazines were very beautiful and had perfect bodies, for some reason I was much more interested in the reader's wives pages. These were normal women and looked just like my friend's moms and women I knew from the neighborhood, and here they were totally naked and spreading their legs so you could see everything.
After we had looked at every page, we put the magazines back where we found them, and left the woods, but I already knew what I had planned. The next day after school, instead of walking straight home, I went to the woods and was pleased to see the bag was still there where we left it. I nervously untied it and stuffed it into my school bag and ran home.
I went straight into the bathroom with the magazines hidden under my robe, and put them out onto the floor and masturbated like crazy to the pictures of the reader's wive's hairy cunts. I was also rubbing my cock over their pussies in the pictures, imagining I was really rubbing my cock on their pussies, and I didn't stop until I'd had several orgasms. I hid the magazines under my mattress and would masturbate to them every day in the bathroom and also at night under the covers.
To begin with I would just look at the pictures, but soon I started reading the stories. At first I found them very shocking, the stories spoke of women drinking sperm from the big cocks of strangers they had just met, and doing things like anal sex and pissing on each other. It sounded a bit disgusting to me at first because I was very young, but eventually I was studying the women's assholes and imagining what it looks like when a woman pees, and these wild stories would get me really excited and I would read them over and over.
I remember I was in 5th grade when some hardcore porn pictures started going around my school. A boy had found some magazines that belonged to his dad, and had ripped out some of the pages hoping his dad wouldn't notice. He was charging people something like a nickel to borrow the pages for a night, and as soon as I found out about them I paid up and took them home. I still remember to this day my favorite picture. It was a man lying down with a young woman sitting on top of his enormous erect cock, reverse-cowgirl style, and her hairy pussy was about halfway down, stretched over his bare cock. It was by far the hottest thing I had ever seen at that age, and even though I had no idea what it was like inside a woman's pussy, I just knew that it must have felt unbelievably good for the guy to have his hard cock inside her.
I continued to experiment and I began to try inserting my cock into all kinds of different things, pretending I was inserting it into a woman's vagina like the man in the picture. I tried bottles, banana skins, rubber gloves, I put a pillow between my bed and mattress and fucked it but nothing really satisfied me.
I loved breasts but I was completely obsessed with vaginas, and one night I had a sleepover at a friend's house and I was in the bathroom and looked in the laundry hamper and found some of his mom and older sister's dirty panties. Knowing they had been touching pussy I rubbed them over my dick until I came, and then I saw a stain in his sister's panties right where her pussy would have been touching. I looked closely at it, wondering what it was that had come out of her vagina and stained her panties. I noticed a smell similar to pee so I sniffed it and thought it was horny that I could smell a girl's pee.
I looked at his mom's panties and saw there was also a stain, this one was larger and messier, and I sniffed it expecting the same smell of pee, but the scent hit me hard and went straight to my dick. It's hard to describe but the smell was strong and feminine and sexual and I just knew her pussy had created this smell. I jerked my cock and came hard in about 3 seconds flat, and it was the best orgasm I had ever had. I went back to the bathroom a few times that night and sniffed and jerked off with the panties, and I also discovered his mom's ass had left a very intense, sweet smell in her panties as well. It smelled like ass but it was also sweet and it was female ass so I loved it.
By the time I was about 11 I had become completely depraved, my libido was out of control and I was masturbating every chance I got. I would ask girls I knew and sometimes offer them money to show me their pussy or let me touch it, but they would always say no, and sometimes they would tell their brothers who would beat me up, but it didn't stop me. I would sniff and jerk off into any panties I could find, no matter how old or young their owners were.
One time in a friend's bathroom I saw his older sister's tampons in a box on the shelf and I looked at them, and the instructions which had diagrams of a girl inserting a tampon into her pussy. I was so envious of these things that sat inside girl's vaginas all day, soaking up their juices. Then one day I was hanging around at my mom's workplace, and I had to use the bathroom, so she told me to use the nearest one which was the ladies. It had a single cubicle and to me it smelled like pussy in there. I was really turned on thinking about all the women who had peed in there with their panties down, and I rubbed my cock on the seat where so many women's bare asses had been sat on, and maybe their pussies had touched. I saw a separate bin that said something like “feminine disposal” on it and looked inside. It had several used tampons and pads within it and smelled incredibly sexy.
The blood kind of disgusted me but the smell didn't, in fact it had got me rock hard, so I examined them and sniffed them and put the least dirty tampon in my mouth and sucked it. I tried to forget it had some period blood on it and just remembered it had been inside a woman's pussy and I jerked off and came almost instantly.
Early one morning shortly after I found a used condom by a bench in the park, along with some empty beer cans and an empty bottle of whiskey. It was filled with cum and from the reading the stories in the porn magazines I knew what it was. The cum grossed me out but it had some sticky wet stuff on the outside so I guessed this had been made by the girl's pussy. I put the condom in an empty potato chip bag then into my pocket and took it home. I went into the bathroom and took it out, and turned it inside-out and washed off the semen that was inside it. With it still inside-out I put it over my hard cock. It was much too big for my young little cock but it felt good and I was so turned-on thinking I had juice from an unknown horny girl's pussy touching my cock, and what had been deep inside her vagina was now wrapped around my penis. I masturbated with the condom until I came, and I felt a bit disgusted with myself immediately after.
I knew the sort of stuff I was doing was totally perverted and was pretty sure nobody else I knew did anything like what I did, but although I tried to stop, my urges and curiosity about the female body forced me to continue doing these disgusting things. I had even started sniffing my mom's dirty panties every day, getting off on the smell of her pussy and ass, and I would listen outside the bathroom door and jerk off when she was peeing, it sounded so sexy to me.
When I reached the age of 12 I was producing small amounts of semen when I came, which made me want to masturbate even more, and I would enjoy leaving my cum in public places where women may find it or sit on it. I knew it was wrong but I got off on it so much I kept doing it. I slept over at my best friend's house a lot, and I began to leave my cum in the crotch of his mom's and his 9 year old sister's dirty panties, right where there pussies had been. I never got caught for this but it wasn't enough, I knew my cum would just get washed off straight after, and I wanted it to touch a real pussy.
I took massive risks and snuck into his mom and sister's bedrooms whenever I was over there and had a chance, and went in their panty drawers and shot my cum into the crotch of their clean panties, knowing it would touch their pussies when they next wore them. The thought of this turned me on like crazy. After I did this only a few times, I discovered that his sister's panties were no longer kept in her drawer. I was sure I'd been found out but nobody said anything so I thought they may suspect someone else. I switched to leaving my cum in his mom's clean panties after this.
Then one day I was at this friend's house playing basketball and I hurt my ankle quite badly. His mom was really nice and looked after me and she was being so nice and attentive and I was staring down her top at her huge breasts, and I became convinced in my foolish young mind that she was coming on to me. She asked me if I needed anything and I said “sex”. She looked absolutely horrified and said “No! That's very, very wrong!” and immediately drove me home, not saying a word the whole time.
My friend had stopped talking to me for some reason, and a few days later my mom sat me down to have a chat with her and she started explaining about the birds and the bees, but I said I knew all about it and acted like I was an expert. She was angry with me and she told me my friend's mom had said I couldn't go round there any more, and had eventually told her why. I already wanted to just kill myself, but then she told me she knew what I had been doing with her panties. I just started crying and couldn't say anything but she held me and said it was normal to be interested in girls and sex but it was very wrong to violate someone's privacy like that, and I was much too young to be thinking about actually having sex.
I held back on doing anything too perverted after that, but my ex-friend had spread it around school what I had been doing in his little sister's panties and I was getting beaten up badly every day at school. I had no friends any more and I was totally miserable and masturbation was my only enjoyment so I started going back to my old ways and was leaving my cum in my mom's clean panties every day. I was sure she knew I was doing it but she didn't say anything.
The bullying at school got so bad that my mom let me switch schools and had to drive me a long way every day to my new school. I made some friends and was much happier but I managed to fuck things up again.
My middle school had boy's and girl's bathrooms that had entrances right next to each other. There were no doors, just a small wall either side that prevented people seeing into them from outside. I was still obsessed with female bodies and I still jerked off outside the bathroom to the sound of my mom peeing, and I realized that if I waited long enough near the bathrooms, I could watch the girls go in and out and I would know exactly how many girls were in there at any time.
At the start of one lunch break I sat near the entrance to the bathrooms and waited until I knew the girl's was empty and nobody was around and I quickly ran into the entrance, and into one of the middle cubicles and locked the door. I found the smell of girls and pee so arousing and thought it was hot that I was in this secret place where all the girls in my school came to pee, and maybe even masturbate like I did in the boy's bathroom. I looked at the toilet seat and thought that every single girl in my school must have had their naked asses sat on it and I touched it and licked it all around and got my cock out and rubbed it over where their asses had been.
I heard someone coming in so I sat on the toilet feeling excited and nervous. The cubicles had about a foot at the bottom where the walls and door didn't reach the floor, so I pulled up the legs of my pants to my knees in case anyone noticed a boy's legs underneath. The girl didn't go into the cubicle next to me so I was disappointed but I could still hear the sexy hissing sound of her peeing and it splashing into the water below, and I jerked off while I listened.
Then two more girls came in and I heard them talking but didn't recognize who they were, and one of them went into the cubicle next to me and I looked underneath the dividing wall and saw her feet and then her panties drop down to her ankles. I looked at her sexy panties and the sound of her peeing only inches away from me and jerked my cock until I came into my hand. After they left I wiped my cum on the back of the toilet seat, hoping the next girl to use it would sit in it and get it on her ass.
I suddenly realized it was going to be much more difficult to leave the girl's bathroom than it was to get in there, so I waited it out while a couple more girls came in to pee, and hearing it was empty, I took a huge risk and ran out of the bathroom hoping nobody would come in or see me coming out.
I was lucky and nobody did, and I realized what a big risk I had taken going into the girl's bathroom like that, but I felt a huge rush after getting away with it. I said to myself I wouldn't risk it again, but it was so horny and exciting that the very next day I decided I had to do it again.
At lunch break I stalked outside the bathrooms until I knew I was safe and ran into the girl's bathroom into the cubicle that the girl had peed next to me in the day before. Straight away I saw that the toilet hadn't been flushed after the last girl had used it because the water was pee coloured and there was a single piece of toilet paper stuck to the side of the pan that she must have used to wipe her pussy dry. In my head I tried to figure out which of the girls it was who hadn't flushed. The last girl I saw leave the bathroom before I went in was a very hot girl from 8th grade, so I hoped it was her pee I was looking at.
Feeling slightly disgusted with myself, but too horny to resist, I dipped my hand into the water and it was still warm. This made my dick so hard and I pulled it out and splashed the warm pee all over cock and started masturbating with it. I thought it was so hot that this warm liquid that was all over my cock had very recently come out of a girl's pussy, and I dipped my hand back into the toilet and licked the warm pee from my fingers.
I heard two girls coming in so I quickly sat down on the toilet so they wouldn't see anything unusual under the door, and as I heard them talking to each other I recognized one of the voices as the hottest girl in 8th grade. All of my friends in 6th grade thought she was so sexy and we would talk about all the things we wanted to do to her, but she was totally unobtainable for us.
I heard her go into the cubicle next to me and just hearing her pee wasn't good enough for me. I knew I may never get another chance so I had to act quickly. Trying not to make any noise, I stood on the toilet and carefully peered over the top of the cubicle. I saw her fiddling with her skirt and then she pulled it down with her panties to her ankles and sat down on the toilet. She had her knees held together so I could only see a patch of dark pubic hair between the top of her legs, but it was the horniest thing I had ever seen and when I heard her pee landing in the water below I was jerking away like crazy watching her.
Suddenly she looked up at me, I ducked back behind the cubicle wall but she let out a scream and her friend asked her what was wrong. I was almost about to cum so I was still jerking my cock, I had gone too far and couldn't stop now. I saw her head come over the top of the cubicle just as I shot my load into the wall with her standing on the other side looking at me. She screamed again very loudly and shouted “there's a boy in here jerking off!”. Her friend screamed and I frantically put my cock away and pulled up my pants, but it was too late.
I heard a female teacher enter the bathroom and ask what all the noise was about. She repeated what she had just told her friend and the teacher stood outside my cubicle and asked who was in there. I thought I was going to throw up, there was no way I could get myself out of this so I just stayed quiet until she was banging on the door ordering me to come out.
I knew I was doomed and opened the door and was faced with a barrage of questions about what I was doing in there. I didn't say anything and the girl told her, “he was watching me and jerking off! I saw him! You sick little fuck!” I just wanted to kill myself but the teacher asked her to calm down and be quiet and ordered me out of the bathroom, where a large crowd had gathered to find out what the screaming was about, and I tried to cover my face but people I knew saw me and I thought my life was over.
She led me to the principal's office where I was told to sit outside and the teacher went in to talk to him. I saw the girls I had been spying on come past me and go in to tell the principal what had happened and I was thinking about running away and actually killing myself, but I had nowhere to go. The girls left and I was ordered in to speak to the principal. He asked me why I was in the girls bathroom and I just cried my eyes out and mumbled that I accidentally went into the wrong bathroom. He didn't ask me if I was spying and jerking off, but I knew the girls must have told him.
They called my mom and she came to school and spoke to the principal for what seemed like a very long time while I sat outside, then she came out looking like she had been crying and took me home in silence. I felt so guilty for making my mom cry that I was crying all the time myself, but whenever she tried to talk to me I wouldn't say anything to her.
I was suspended from school for two weeks and had to go see the school counselor. At first I refused to go back to school but seeing how upset my mom was getting I eventually agreed to go back. Everyone in the entire school stared at me wherever I went, and nobody spoke to me except to call me a sick pervert and punch and kick me, so I knew everyone in the school knew about what happened. The two girls who I spied on were leading everything and because they were popular everyone joined in with them and made my life a living hell. I knew I deserved it though so I took the abuse and beatings without fighting back.
I was coming home from school every day covered in cuts and bruises and my clothes were getting ripped so often my mom couldn't keep up with repairing them. I had become almost completely mute and wouldn't even talk to my mom, no matter how hard she tried to comfort me and talk to me. I could see the girls who were leading the bullying against me at school were really enjoying seeing me suffer and they were taking things too far and I was getting death threats, but I never told anyone about them.
Then one of their friends started a rumour that I had tried to rape her. It was completely untrue, I had never even been near her. She didn't report it or anything because it was a total lie, but it got around the school and I think it had somehow got to my mom because she pulled me out of school straight after it started.
My mom was in despair and started home-schooling me, but she wasn't getting very far because I wouldn't talk to her. I wasn't dangerous in any way but I was obsessed with anything to do with the female body and my obsession was ruining my life and my mom's. I think my mom was worried what I would do next though, especially if she had heard that terrible rumour, and she tried to talk to me about sex and masturbation and reassure me that masturbation was normal but it was something to do in private.
Although I was only 12 she bought me some softcore porn magazines and told me it was ok to masturbate to them in my room, and I just needed to tell her if I was busy and she would leave me alone. I said thanks and she hugged me, and for the first time since everything happened, I hugged her back. I opened up to her a bit more and my schooling was going a bit better with her but I was still very quiet and withdrawn because I had no friends at all anymore and thought everyone in the world hated me apart from my mom.
The magazines still weren't enough for me, despite everything that had happened I still craved a real female, not just pictures. I started sniffing and cumming into my mom's panties again and she gave up ignoring it and told me it was perfectly normal for a boy to enjoy the scent of a woman but it was invading their privacy and wrong to do it without their permission, so she said she would allow me to take hers whenever I wanted and I didn't need to be shy asking to borrow some, as long as I promised I wouldn't do it with anyone else's panties. I didn't know any other females anymore so I was fine with it, and after a while I started feeling comfortable enough to ask my mom for some of her dirty panties when I needed to masturbate, and she would give me some and leave me alone and wouldn't disturb me until I had finished.
The incredible scent of her pussy and ass, and the pictures of the hairy cunts in the magazines were making me crazy with lust for a woman again though, and I wanted to see one in the flesh. Late one night I was sniffing away at some dirty panties she had given me earlier, and it had got me so horny I wasn't thinking straight, and I crept into my mom's room where she was sleeping. She was lying on her back fast asleep and I carefully entered her bedroom and watching her face to check she was still sleeping, I pulled back her covers inch by inch until I saw her large naked breasts. It was dark but her nipples looked so tasty and I pulled my cock out and started jerking off. It was pussy that I really wanted to see though so I pulled back the cover even more. Damn, she was wearing panties, so I very slowly and carefully pulled the top of the front of her panties downwards until I could see her dark pubic hair. I jerked off harder and used a finger of the hand I was holding her panties down with to touch her soft pubic hair.
Suddenly she screamed and pulled her covers up over her and sat up in her bed. She was totally shocked and didn't say anything for a moment. I froze completely and looked at her, feeling terrified. “What are you doing?” she said, angry and shocked. “I'm so sorry I just wanted to see a real one” I whimpered. She was very angry and told me that what I had just done was very, very wrong and I must never do anything like it ever again. I was crying and she held me in her arms and said “what do I have to do to get you to stop doing things like this?” and I just cried into her soft, comforting chest until she put me to bed.
The next morning she got me up and we sat down to do some school work but instead she gave me a long lecture on how wrong it was what I did the night before, and that doing something like that could get me into very serious trouble. I said I was very sorry and I knew it was wrong but I was just desperate to see a real-life naked woman. She sighed and said she understood, then after some thought she said “do you think if you saw a real naked woman it would help you stop obsessing over our bodies, or is it even worse than that?”
I said I didn't know, I just really wanted to see one more than anything in the world, and she asked me to go upstairs with her. I followed her up to her bedroom and she made me promise I must never tell anyone about this. I didn't know what was going to happen but I promised and she told me to sit on her bed with her.
She took off her top so she was sat in her bra and I was awestruck and just stared. Her breasts looked so much bigger for some reason without her top and in the full light of day. She began a very long explanation of bras, her breasts, everything you could think of she explained in detail, gradually removing more of her clothing and allowing me to feel her breasts and touch her body as she went along. After a long time of this she was finally in just her panties and I couldn't believe how sexy my own mom looked to me naked but for her black panties that I recognized and had sniffed many times before. She looked even more sexy than the women in the magazines because she was right there in front of me in the flesh.
I got so excited when she raised her body up on the bed so she could remove her panties, and watched intently with my eyes staring down for the reveal of her pussy. She sighed with hesitation and said “I really hope this helps you” and pulled off her panties. Seeing her hairy vagina up close in a brightly lit room was unbelievably sexy and I could feel myself getting very hot for some reason.
She laid back on the bed and told me to sit close to her, then she lifted her knees up to her chest and spread her legs wide so her pussy was opened up to me completely, and I could also see her asshole very clearly, and saw it had some light hair surrounding it also. She began a long explanation of every single part of her genitals, but I was barely listening and was just trying not to drool over this amazing sight. This time she didn't offer to let me touch her so I had to ask. She didn't seem sure at first but she let me, and I rubbed her pussy lips and clit, and felt her pubic hair. Because of the way she was lying I could see her labia parted slightly at the bottom of her pussy, and there was a small but visible dark opening into her body.
Without asking I pushed my finger into this opening, and her vaginal walls yielded to the pressure of my finger as it entered her up to the last knuckle. It felt so warm and soft inside my mom and really comforting somehow, even though it was just my finger. As I felt around inside my mom's vagina she began a very long and detailed explanation of sexual intercourse, and when she got to the part where she explained that for sex “it would be your penis going into me just like your finger is now”, the thought of it had my head spinning.
I think the choice of words she used was a mistake, because I immediately imagined pushing my penis into my mom's vagina and the thought was just too exciting. “That must feel sooo amazing” I said and looked at her so hopefully, “I want to do that sooo much” I said.
She tried to change the subject but I was moving my finger around inside her pussy, loving how it felt, now with a much better understanding of how good sex must feel. She tried to move on to talk about birth control, pregnancy and giving birth but I just kept asking things like “what does sex feel like?” and her answers weren't helping to calm me down at all.
“I want to try sex so badly mom, I think I'll die if I don't” I kept saying and although she tried to ignore it I think she knew I wasn't going to forget about it. She sighed and thought for a very long time, and finally said “look, if we do this it's because I love you more than anything in the world and I want to help you so you can be happy. I want you to grow up happy and confident so that one day when you're grown up you can fall in love with a nice girl and marry her and then you can make love together and it will be much more beautiful than what we will do, ok?”.
I said ok and she spoke at length and very seriously about contraception and risks of disease and pregnancy, and I listened carefully and understood. It was only when she explained that she knew for certain that we were both clean and that she would not get pregnant that I realized she was going to allow me to experience sex with her, and that we wouldn't be using a condom.
I'd never felt such excitement but I was quite calm considering I was about to lose my virginity. I think most boys would be very nervous just before their first time but I think because it was my mom and I knew she would love me no matter what, I didn't really feel any nerves, just excitement and eagerness to experience the pleasure of sex.
She again made it very clear that this was the only time I should ever have sex without wearing a condom until I am married and want to have a baby with my wife. She was so serious about making this point several times, that I really took it in and understood how important this was.
She asked me if I was sure I wanted this and if I was ready and I immediately said yes, and then she checked that I knew what to do and I said I did. She told me to wait until I was completely ready before I started, but within a few seconds I had moved up to lie on top of my mom and was thrusting away at her pussy with my hard 12 year old dick.
I didn't know as much about sex as I thought though and I was just prodding the top of her pussy with the tip of my cock and I didn't know why I wasn't getting that nice warm, snug feeling that my finger had when it was inside her. I was getting very frustrated and just dry-humped my mom faster and faster, feeling really disappointed and wishing it would get better. She told me to stop and calm down, so I stopped and was just feeling utterly let down and wanted to cry.
She put her fingers on my small, young dick and directed it downwards and told me to move up on her a little more. I did what she said and felt her pubic hair tickling my cock, then the head of my cock came to rest at something soft and warm. “Ok now calm down, and push forward slowly with your hips, you're getting over-excited so just relax and take your time” she said to me soothingly.
I followed her instructions and slowly pushed my penis towards her with my hips, and I felt the soft warmth of my mom's pussy pushing hard against the tip of my cock, before slowly my penis began to feel very warm and gripped tightly by her vagina. The further I pushed the more of my penis became encased in this incredible feeling hot flesh and it felt completely heavenly.
Once I had pushed my cock entirely into my mom's body, I just laid on top of her feeling totally at peace, and I wanted to stay inside her like this for the rest of my life, I felt like I had been needing this feeling for my whole life. I would have stayed still like this until my mom told me to take it out, and I would have been perfectly happy with my first time, but my mom started to give me some guidance on how to have sex with a woman, and told me to pull back so I'd almost completely withdrawn my penis from her vagina, then to push back all the way inside her, and repeat. “Go as slowly as you need to” she said softly.
I didn't really understand why she said this last thing, and because I was enjoying the incredible new sensations of sliding my bare cock in and out of a warm tight pussy, I did it as fast as I could, which wasn't particularly fast because I didn't have good enough rhythm, being my first time, but I was still going much too fast and I had the best orgasm in my young life so far after only a few of these thrusts, and my cum spilled out directly into my mom's accepting vagina.
I was a bit overwhelmed by how good it felt and lay on top of my mom breathing heavily and I felt really hot and couldn't speak. I obviously looked a bit freaked out because my mom was looking at me with concern and said “are you ok honey?” and I could only say “yeah” quietly, still in shock. She looked really worried and held me tenderly, and I managed to say “it was so amazing, I just...” but I couldn't finish my words, and just rested my head in my mom's welcoming breasts and enjoyed the feeling of being inside her.
We stayed like this for a very long time, with my hard cock as deep in my mom as I could get it, nuzzling my head into her soft breasts while she stroked my hair and quietly sang a song that she used to sing to me when I was very young to try to get me to sleep. I was so happy and had never felt so comforted and relaxed so I did fall asleep on top of and inside my mom while she sang to me. I woke up several hours later in my mom's bed with her sleeping beside me, but I soon fell back to sleep and slept soundly for the rest of that day until the next morning, and in the morning she wasn't in the bed anymore so I got up and found her making breakfast.
I think my mom thought this would be a one-time occurrence, but my hormones and libido were totally out of control and the day after I said I needed to do it again. She was really upset which made me sad and said I had to just masturbate because it wasn't right for us to do sexual things together. I could see she regretted what she had done but I was just too horny and needed to experience that wonderful feeling again.
I was crying and said “it's not fair that people can't have sex whenever they want to, they should just be allowed to have it with anyone they want whenever they need to” I didn't mean anything sinister by it, I was just frustrated, but I think what I had said and the way I said it had her worried. She explained very carefully the concept of consensual sex between two people who love each other, and how important it is that they both want to do it. I understood that already, so I said sorry and told her I just liked it so much I didn't even like masturbating any more. She cuddled me lovingly until I stopped crying and said we should talk some more.
She said we could make an arrangement, which was only when I absolutely really needed to, I could tell her and she would let me “use her vagina” to stop me getting so frustrated and upset. I had to make a deal with her that it was completely between us, and that we wouldn't be having sex together, she would just be letting me use her vagina for relief. She told me to use those exact words when I asked her or if we spoke about it, she obviously didn't feel at all comfortable with the concept of having sex with her own son, and was just allowing it because she loved me so much and wanted to help me in any way she could.
At first I managed to keep it to asking her only once a day, and I think she thought even that was too much, but I got so upset and frustrated if she said no that she would always give in. I think the term “using her vagina” was quite apt because she was never really an active participant, she would just lie down on her back and spread her legs open so I could push my cock inside her and I would thrust in and out of her pussy until I ejaculated into her.
I was really addicted to feeling my mom's pussy, so warm and comforting around my bare cock, so I was asking her more and more as time went on until it was getting a bit ridiculous. One day I had asked to use her vagina I think probably about ten times during the day, and although she let me every time that day, the next day after about the third time in only the morning I had asked her, she made a rule of three times a day maximum, which I kept to, but I almost always got my full quota every day.
Quite a few times as time went on, there were periods when my mom said I couldn't use her vagina for a while, but she always explained in as much detail as I needed what the reasons were, and it was usually just an infection. During these times she introduced me to oral sex, but only her giving it to me in order to relieve me, never the other way around. I loved how it felt and she would let me cum in her mouth, spitting every time however, but it wasn't nearly as comforting to me as having my erect penis inside my mom's warm vagina.
When I was old enough to go to high school we discussed things together and we agreed I should go back to school, I still didn't have many friends at all at this point. We found a high school that I was happy to go to and although I was very shy being around other kids again to begin with, I made some good friends and I was becoming a pretty happy kid and was doing well at school.
I was still using my mom's vagina every day up to my allowance, usually once in the morning, once when I got home after school, and once before bedtime, but that was always the hardest to wait for and I sometimes asked too early and had to ask my mom for some dirty panties to masturbate with later in the evening because I was horny again.
In sophomore year a nice girl at school was making it pretty clear through her friends that she liked me, so I told my mom about her and asked her for advice what to do because I liked her too. She was so happy for me and gave me some tips on how to approach her and talk to her and make her feel special, because I was still clueless when it came to talking to girls as more than friends.
Her advice was very good and I started dating this girl and I was crazy about her. My mom had helped me become less obsessed with girls and the female body, so although it was still the most beautiful thing in the world to me, I was comfortable with it and my own body, and didn't need to do perverse things to discover more about females and their bodies anymore.
My girlfriend and I took things slow but after a few months I was spending a lot of time with her and I think my mom knew what had happened between us when one day I just stopped asking to use her vagina. After I started having sex with my girlfriend it just didn't seem right any more, and I'm proud that I never once did anything with my mom after I slept with my girlfriend for the first time. She never said anything about it, apart from very soon after when she had bought me an enormous box of condoms and left them in my room. She just seemed so happy that I was getting on well with school and my relationships after such a long, bad time.
My mom was so happy for me and would ask about my girlfriend all the time, and eventually they met and got on great together, my mom totally adored her and would let her sleep over whenever she wanted to, but we had to hide that from her parents. I always remembered my mom's warnings and took contraception very seriously. We used condoms without fail for the first year of our sexual relationship, until my girlfriend started taking birth control at the advice of her mom. Although we didn't wait until we were married until we stopped using condoms, I think my mom knew I was responsible and approved because we were in love, and we were being safe anyway.
We did marry however, when we were both 22 and had finished college. I have a great job that I love and a wife who I adore, and my mom has got married and is really happy. I love her so much for how she helped me get through a very tough time, and although many people will think what she did was wrong or sick, I was a seriously messed-up kid and I really think things could have turned out very differently for me if my mom hadn't loved me so much to do what she did.
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