Chapter Four

Several days have passed since mom let me cum on her in the tub. Since that time it's all I've been thinking about. I re-live it every chance I get. Mom works most days, so I get quite a few chances. With nothing left to hide, I don't have to hide masturbating into her worn panties. I even go a step further now, I cum on the crotch and leave them, open and on top of the laundry, full of my sperm. I want her to see what I've done. I want to think that maybe she's touching herself, knowing what I've done.

Last night, things developed even further. Mom got home around 7pm, which was late for her. It was Friday, so I figured things at the office just got out of hand. She came through the door, her blazer open, and the top two buttons of her white shirt undone. Her skirt was black and about knee length and it matched the blazer.

"God, what a hell of a day!" She walked through the living room and into the kitchen. She seemed tired but not terribly angry.

"Rough one?" I offered. I'd been outside, so I was in a t-shirt and jeans. I handed her a cup of coffee. (I don't drink it myself, but I knew she'd want some when she got home!)

"God, yes," she sighed. "Thank you." She took the coffee and smiled. "I don't even want to talk about it." She sipped the cup and set it down on the counter. "Ya know, what I would like," she said and took off her blazer and handed it to me, "is a night out!" I stepped over and tossed it into the laundry room. "Stay there." She unbuttoned her shirt and tossed it over. We started a chain putting her clothes away as she got undressed.

She was topless and down to her panties, (pink with a satin flower print!) and walked slowly over to me. I didn't know what was going on in her head, but the look on her face set my heart to pounding. She stepped out of her panties and stepped up to me, pulled out on my belt, and stuffed them down my crotch! Considering the things we had done in the past this may not seem like such a big deal, but this was different somehow. This time, mom actively did something to me, as opposed to my coming to her. Then she reached down and patted the bulge they made in my jeans.

"Now think about that while I shower and get changed." She walked around me to go to the bathroom. "We're going to the movies," she hollered back to me. I watched her naked butt all the way into the hall. (God, I love my mom's ass!) My dick pulsed. I was suddenly very aware of my erection, now wrapped in silk. This night out sounded like a great idea!

I sat down in the living room and watched TV while I waited. I kept the sound down and listened to the sounds of her in the shower. Granted, I'd seen my mom naked, hell, I just saw her naked- we've even masturbated together, but I still got aroused by all the little things. Thinking about her naked and wet in the shower was enough to keep me aroused. The sounds she made while she rustled around getting dressed kept me excited. I loved my mom, and I also loved my mom's body! She kept a fire going inside me!

About an hour later, mom stepped into the living room dressed to the nines! She was wearing a white dress shirt, buttoned just low enough to see a good amount of cleavage, and not a bra to be found! I loved seeing my mom's nipples sticking out through her clothes, but the idea of her being seen by other people kind of got me hot! With that, she wore a short black skirt that just barely came down to the tops of her nylons. Her heels were black with silver and they set the entire outfit off. Her lips were red, but not scarlet, and I don't believe I'd ever seen her (clothed) looking better!

"What do ya think?" She had a big smile and spun around so I could see all of her.

"Wow!" That was all I could muster. "I feel really underdressed."

"Don't be silly. I want you nice and relaxed for tonight." She grabbed her jacket and walked toward the door. What did she mean by "nice and relaxed"? Mom was never one to throw words away, so she had to mean something.

As we went outside and got in the car, it occurred to me that I didn't even know what movie we were going to see. "What did you want to see tonight?"

"The Franklin is showing an Italian film I think we'll both like. I thought we'd go there." She was grinning ear to ear. The Franklin was drive-in. It had a whole art district/ student film kind of vibe with a retro twist. College kids and their parents both loved it for completely different reasons.

"An Italian film?" I asked with genuine concern. Mom heard the scowl on my face.

"Now don't be silly, hon. Would I bring you to something I thought you wouldn't like? You know, I like to think I've been quite a good judge of what you like lately." She looked straight ahead with a huge smirk. I got nervous but felt excited at the same time. Mom could have that affect.

As we pulled up to The Franklin I looked at the marquee and noted a very distinct phrase at the bottom: Adults Only. The Franklin has been known to host some risqué films now and again, never porn, mind you; they were always more artsy, but definitely some flesh fests.

"Uh, mom? I don't think they're going to let me in. It says "Adults only".

"Don't you worry, dear. Mom's got that all handled." As she drove up, with one hand she started unbuttoning her top! She took it one button below cleavage and into full side-boob, and nipple if you looked at her right! There was only one problem: it was a lady at the cashier's booth! That didn't stop mom. She didn't even hesitate- she held up her money before the girl even turned to us, and set both her assets up on display in the window.

She was college age, in a loose t-shirt and jeans that rode up above her white Converse. Her hair was ginger, and she wore a pony tail out the back of a black Yankees cap. "That'll be...she paused a full second and blinked. "Um, those'll be $12." Her eyes never looked up. Mom chuckled.

"Oh, honey, these are worth more than $12, don't you think?" She was smiling ear to ear.

The young lady turned red and swallowed hard. "Yes, I have to agree with that," then she looked mom in the face and grinned.

Mom took our tickets and pulled ahead laughing.

Mom picked out a spot toward the back and parked. "That was wild," I said.

"Oh, your old mom has a few tricks up her sleeve," she stopped for a second and smiled. "Well, in her blouse, anyway!" We both laughed. I couldn't help but think, though, as well as this evening was going, something seemed odd. Mom was holding something back, and I had yet to see what. I figured she's say something soon enough, I mean, she was always reminding, "No secrets". Whatever it was, I was sure she'd let me in.

After a few minutes the movie finally started. Like mom had promised, the film was in Italian with subtitles, so we kept the sound low, but enough to hear the music and the tones of their voices. The first thing on the screen was an absolutely beautiful blonde girl taking a quick paced stroll through the park. She was wearing a short sleeve (and mostly see through) blue top, with a short white skirt. Now, I don't know where this park was, but I want to find out! Everyone she walked past was either flashing or fucking!

Eventually she flashed the camera by lifting her skirt, revealing a beautiful black bush. Mom said, "Look at that pussy!" She tilted her head toward me. "How would you like a mouthful of that?"

"Oh, ya. That's nice." My eyes were glued to the screen, waiting for more. That's when the girl on the screen flashed a perfect round ass! My dick pulsed to life.

Mom continued, "Or, a taste of that!"

"Mmmm." A hum was about all I could muster. The fullness of the situation began to dawn on me. I was at a drive in watching a nudie Italian flick with my mom, and she was talking dirty to me! With every flash or bit of sex, mom would make some sort of remark, asking me if I'd like to fuck one, or suck another's tits, or just asking me how hot the movie was getting me. Between her and the movie, I was getting pretty fucking hot.

Mom had her arm around me as we watched the sex adventure on the screen, and my heart began to pound. Mom was sitting so close, the film was so sexy, and I just had to touch myself. I unfastened my pants, and slipped them down to my knees. My dick was hard, and I started to slowly stroke.

"Oh, yeah, baby. Make yourself feel good. Get yourself close." I looked up at her, and she was watching me stroke. "Don't cum too fast."

"Don't worry. I know we've got a lot of movie to go." I found myself getting more excited the longer we sat. At a drive in, where anyone could walk by the window, there I sat, with my mother, no less, masturbating with my eyes glued to the screen. I felt her breath on my ear. My chest began to pound. I got myself really close probably 3 or 4 times, and pulled my hand off for fear of cumming.

Mom whispered in my ear, "Close your eyes, baby, and lean your seat back."

I closed my eyes and reached down to the lever beside the seat. What was mom doing? What's going on in her head? I leaned back in my seat and realized my pulse was throbbing in my ears. With my pants down and my eyes closed, I felt completely exposed. I felt mom's presence above me. Presently she got very close, and said, "Shh."

She put one hand on my exposed thigh, and one in the small of my back. Just that contact gave me goose bumps. Then I felt her breath again, this time on my cock! I didn't have time to process what I was feeling, before I could think, I felt her silky wet lips pull my dick head in her mouth! Oh, my fucking God! Never in my life had I felt anything so sweet! She sucked my whole length into her mouth and rolled her tongue around my shaft. Oh, God! Mom was sucking my dick!

Up and down she sucked, never letting me slip from between her lips. Her shh! was unnecessary- I couldn't speak anyway! My mind was overwhelmed by sensation. I was completely caught up in the moment. It didn't take long that orgasm to well up and get close.

"Mom," I offered as though in a dream, "Mom. I'm getting close."

"Mm. Hmm," she mumbled around a mouthful of my dick. Oh, God, she was telling me to cum in her mouth!

"Oh, God! Oh, shit! Oh, fuck! God, I'm gonna...ohhh!" I moaned loud and long when I came. I felt like a gallon of sperm was being forced from my balls and into her mouth. She sucked and nursed on my dick until it started to go soft. It took that long for me to land back on Earth again. I still couldn't get it through my head, though; my mom just sucked me off! She sat up and brushed her hair back with her fingers, her lips bright with saliva and sperm.

"Mom, I..." I started.

"Don't worry, hon," she said, "we've still got a lot of movie to get through." She smiled and licked her lips.

Life could not possibly get any better!

Chapter Five

The first movie ended, and to tell you the truth, I have no idea what happened. It was an hour of staring at a naked Italian woman on the screen, and then the most amazing sexual experience of my young life! Not much else mattered! Mom looked over at me and said, "I'm going to run to the concession stand and get us some popcorn and cokes." Then she laughed a bit and said, "We've got to keep your strength up!"

I chuckled. "No, popcorn sounds good. I could definitely go for some popcorn."

"Good," she said. "I'll be right back." She leaned forward and gave me a long, soft kiss on the lips, and I could feel my heart beat in my throat! She smiled and got out of the car.

I sat there in the quiet of the car and just listened to the buzz in my brain. My relationship with mom had gone so much further than I ever imagined. What started as a masturbation fantasy had progressed to this- watching an adult film at a drive-in and getting sucked off by my mom! The high of it all never seemed to go away. To top it all, I was just as horny and excited as I was the day I stepped out of my room naked!

Within a few minutes, mom got back and sat down, handed me my coke, and set the popcorn between us. I sipped my coke, thanked her and reached to grab some popcorn. Mom leaned back, put her arm around me, and we sat and ate popcorn while we watched the movie in a completely comfortable silence.

Several minutes passed in relative quiet while we just cuddled in the front of the car. We got to a scene where two women were making out, not in a feigned interest, porn'n-plastic tits way, but in a raw passion, flushed face, groping each other on the couch sort of way. It was really hot! My heart started to race, my jeans started to tighten, and I quickly forgot about the popcorn and coke! I looked up to see what mom was doing. She was staring at me with the hungriest eyes I had ever seen!

"Follow me into the back seat, baby boy," her words were slow and soft, and she whispered them in my ear. "I've got something to show you." My mother had my undivided attention. We leaned my seat forward so she could crawl to the back, behind where I was sitting, and I followed suit, to behind where she'd been sitting. Mom was all the way to one side, with her legs bent and open. She was pulling her skirt up toward her waist. She wasn't wearing panties. "Come give it a kiss, baby," she purred.

As I bent down, the faint scent of musk had become the overwhelming smell of sex. I was closer than I'd ever been to my mother's vagina, and it mesmerized me. The sight of that beautiful, lightly haired box, and those soft, pink lips filled my eyes the same way her scent filled my nostrils. My mouth watered in anticipation of what was coming - I was going to eat my mother's pussy!

As hard as I was, as excited as I was, and as comfortable with my mother as I was, insecurity reared its ugly head and I paused when I got close enough to feel her hair on my mouth. I stared at my prize, unsure if I could please her the way she pleased me. I was afraid for a moment that I wouldn't be any good at it, and she'd be disappointed. I think mom sensed what was going on and grasped me gently by the back of the head with both hands, and spoke close to my face. "Just do what comes natural, baby. I'll tell you what I like. Now, come on, eat momma's pussy!"

I threw my face into her crotch, mouth open, and tongue out! I had fanaticized about this- just eating pussy in general. I'd read magazines talking about it and I'd watched videos showing it, and nothing fuels a virgin's technique like fantasy, but this was reality! When faced with the most beautiful thing you've ever seen, instinct is the only thing you have. Mom's pussy was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen- ever.

All I could think about was tasting her! I pushed my lips against her pussy lips, and gently sucked on them. I stuck my tongue inside and tasted her juice, scooping it back up into my mouth. Mom hummed with pleasure, and leaned back, cupping my head gently in her hands. I moved my sucking up to her clit, and took it between my lips. Every story I ever read said to lick it up and down or round and round, but I absolutely had to suck it into my mouth! I kissed and sucked it like a little dick- the symbolism was not lost on me- I sucked it for all I was worth!

"Oh, yes, baby! Suck it! Suck momma's clit! Yes, that's it! Now run your tongue up and down!" I did exactly that; I ran my tongue up and down pressing just hard enough to feel her move. "Mmm. Oh, yes, baby boy! That's good! That's really good! Keep it up, just like that!" Mom's voice was soft and even, as though she were a hundred miles away. Her eyes were closed, and one hand was pinching her nipples while the other pulled me gently further down into her crotch.

My dick was as hard as steel, and I rubbed it through my pants. I thought I would burst! I licked and sucked for all I was worth, not daring to lick faster or push harder; just waiting for the excitement I could hear to peak! Mom's moaning got louder and she ground her hips into my face and pulled me in tight. Her breathing increased and a low LOUD moan started building in her throat! Louder and louder she moaned until it became a scream! "Yes! Yes! Yes! Fuck! Shit! Fuck! Oh, fuck...oh, fuck." She paused to get her breath. "Jesus, Jack that was awesome! You are really good at that!"

I looked up at her through glazed eyes and face full of pussy juice and just smiled. It's all I could do! I had just made my mom cum! I was proud, horny, drained, and flushed with an affection for my mother I couldn't quite understand. I was happy, though, regardless of what it was I felt. It was working, apparently, for both of us, and I wasn't about to question it. No secrets between us. We'd just take every day one at a time.

Once we got home, mom and I walked into the house arm in arm. Once in the house, we fell down on the couch together and laughed at the high we were both riding since we left the drive-in. I still smelled moms juices on my face, and I sat there, cuddled in close, trying to go through it all again in my mind. Mom squeezed her arm around me tight. "(Are) you sleepy?"

I thought about it for a moment. "No, not really," I said. I looked up at her face, and I could see she was holding something in- something she wanted to say, but maybe uncertain how to say it, or maybe uncertain how I would take it.

"No secrets," I said. I was afraid for a moment, that is, through the silence that followed, afraid of what she had to say. What if we'd gone too far? What if I'd done something, or said something and now she was having second thoughts? Those were things I didn't want to hear, but I'd take it if that's what she wanted. All that madness ran through my mind in those few seconds.

Mom held her face resolved, and looked straight into my eyes. "Then, let's go to bed."

The stark realization of what she meant deafened me! All I could hear was my heartbeat pounding in my ears. My jaw dropped and my mouth went dry. Mom's eyes asked me the question again. I didn't even have to think. "Yes." I didn't shout, and I didn't squeal. I answered firmly and evenly. I wanted that more than anything, and I wanted her to know it. I wanted to make love to her, and I wanted her to want it, too.

She stood up, took my by the hand, and led me back to her bedroom. My pulse was roaring, my palms sweat, and the dryness in my mouth threatened to choke me. I've never wanted anything more in my life, and never been more afraid of getting it! I was insecure, but not uncertain; I wanted to know what it was like to make love, and I wanted it to be with her- right here, right now. I wanted to make love to my mother.

Once inside, she leaned down and grabbed my face and pulled me in close. She kissed my mouth hard and deep, wrestling my tongue with hers. I pulled at her waist, and felt her breasts push against my chest. Finally we broke our kiss. "Get undressed."

She sat and started unbuttoning her blouse and I unbuttoned my shirt. Soon we were both naked, with me standing there, and her sitting on the edge of the bed. Mom looked at me up and down and just smiled. I was hard as a rock. Mom grabbed my hand and pulled me over. She put her hands on my hips and stared at my dick. Looking up at me while I watched what she was doing, she took the head of my dick in her mouth, and sucked and licked it. Then, she sank her mouth down my shaft and began sliding her mouth up and down while I stood there and just enjoyed it!

I placed my hands on the back of her head and held her while I started moving my hips to meet her as she sucked. I felt the slow burn of cum churning in my balls. Mom seemed to sense it as well and pulled off. "That's enough of that. Now get up here, baby boy, and get between mommy's legs!" Her eyes were bright and her smile was real. She wanted this as much as I did!

She propped herself up on the pillows, which were pushed up against the headboard. Her legs were spread for me, her knees bent. I crawled in between them and when I got really close, I looked down at the space between us- at my erection and her beautiful wet vagina, and realized that this was it! Mom put her hand on my hips and pulled me in until my penis touched her. "Closer, baby. Closer. Now, let me guide it in, and you push." Mom grasped my cock, and held it at the entrance to her pussy. I pushed my hips forward. Slowly I sank into her, and it felt like wet fire! Nothing could have prepared me for the feeling! I sank all the way in.

"Ohhh! Oh, God!"

"You like that, baby boy? You like your momma's pussy?" Her eyes were smiling wickedly when she asked.

"Oh, God, mom! That's fantastic!" I was at a loss for any other words!

"Oh, yes, honey! That feels fantastic!" Holding my hips, she guided me back until the head of my cock rested just inside her lips. "Now, IN!" She pulled me into her hard, and I slammed into her pussy! Oh, my freaking God, what a feeling! "And back," she continued, "and IN!" I got the idea quickly and we developed a nice rhythm. I held her tight at the waist, and her legs were wrapped around me. Back and forth we pumped each other, as she pushed her hips forward to meet my thrusts.

Having cum just a couple of hours ago, I had, at least, more staying power than I would have had otherwise. I started to sweat, and I could feel with every thrust my pelvis pushing hard against hers. It must've been rubbing her clit when it did, because mom's eyes were closed and there was sweat on her lip. Her quiet hum turned into a deep moan, and she started thrusting her hips back at me harder and harder. Her legs pulled me in as fast as I could thrust.

"Oh, baby! Momma's getting close! Just keep doing what you're doing, baby!" She opened her eyes and looked deep into mine. "Try to hold back if you can, baby, and mommy's gonna cum!" I gritted my teeth and pushed that burn as far down as I could. I wanted to last as long as possible. "Oh, baby! That's it! Uh, uh, uh! Yes, pump it! Pump that pussy! Fuck your momma's pussy! Fuck it! Oh, shit! I'm cumming!" She cried out in orgasm, and her pussy gripped my cock and held it tight!

"Oh, fuck, mom! I'm cumming! Oh, shit, I'm cumming!" We both shook and rode our orgasms down. I collapsed on mom, my face in her tits. She wrapped her arms around my back.

"Oh, honey, that was wonderful!" She looked down at me and asked, "How was your first time?" She was smiling ear to ear.

"God, mom! That was, oh, geeze, that was amazing!" My cock was still inside her, but I could feel myself shrinking back down. "Did you..."

Mom caught the question for me. "Oh, yes! I came hard!" We lay there quiet for a minute, basking in the orgasmic afterglow. Eventually, I went completely limp and slipped out of her vagina. "Now let's get some sleep, and I can wake you properly in the morning!"

I love my mom!

Chapter Six

Light from the window was spilling across the bed and gave the whole room a golden glow. It was all but absolutely quiet as I listened; not as much as the tick of a clock to spoil the morning. Mom was still asleep and I had just opened my eyes, and I looked around the room as though I had been in a coma. It was almost as though time had stopped for a moment. There were no "breakfast sounds" wandering through the house, no coffee smell pushing its way across my nose, and no music or television forcing me awake.

It the perfect way to wake up, that is, silent, warm, and rested. The reason, of course, that there weren't any morning sounds, was that mom was still right here- in bed with me. I rolled over to my left side, and looked at her as she slept. Her naked back was to me, and the bed sheet came up to her shoulder. I lifted up the cover and moved it down a bit to get a better look at her. The warm smell of sex filled the room. It was a nice morning!

Gently I placed my hand between her shoulder blades, and rubbed down to the small of her back. Mom's breathing changed and she shifted. I lay still as she rolled onto her back and opened her eyes. She blinked and looked over to me. "Morning." She offered me a smile and I took it. "And a good morning to you! Did ya sleep well?"

"I did." When she sat up, the bed sheet fell to her waist. She leaned forward and gave me a quick peck on the lips. "How are you?" Not a "how did you", but a "how are you". Mom wanted to make sure the whole experience hadn't freaked me out.

"Mom, I'm great! I mean, last night was the greatest night of my life! Then, just now, I woke up in a warm bed with a beautiful naked woman!" I leaned back against the headboard and sighed. "I feel pretty good."

"That's great, sweetie. I'm glad I could help make your first time a good one." She turned her eyes down for a moment before looking back up at me. "Now, you know, we can't do this every day, right? Last night was special, very special. But, we don't want to spoil it. Do you understand?" Her eyes were soft and hopeful.

All I could muster was a half-smile. I never wanted this day to end, but I understood. "Yeah, mom. I understand." I smiled at her. "Playing is one thing, but actual sex is something else. Am I right?"

She stroked my cheek with the back of her hand. "Oh, honey! I'm not saying we'll never have sex again. It's a little too late to close that door." She chuckled. "I just want that when we do, it's always special and exciting- for both of us! You're only going to be this age once. You're only going to be discovering these things about yourself or your body one time. I want all these memories to be good ones. Most people's aren't." She held a look of melancholy on her face.

"What about yours?" I had to ask. That look came from somewhere.

"Oh, it could have been worse, I suppose. (There was) a lot of fumbling, and bumbling. (There was) some distinct discomfort. All and all it was about ten minutes of taking an amazing act and making into something embarrassing and uncomfortable. It was a while before I tried it again."

"Wow. That sucks." I didn't know what else to say.

"Yes, it sucked." She actually laughed a bit and reached over to pull the covers off us both. "But," she said, "not for you!" She looked down at my morning wood and gave me that smile. Serious talk or not, puberty's morning erection was not something to be trifled with!

I looked at mom, not with a look of confused intimacy, but with a look of understanding- at least as much understanding as I was capable of. "I love you mom." I meant it. I didn't mean, "I'm in love WITH you, mom. I meant that I loved her and was happy with what we had.

"I love you, too, baby boy!" Then she reached down and put her hand around the base of my penis. "Now, I believe I promised to wake you up properly!" She put her head down in my lap and gave the head of my dick a little kiss, then wrapped her mouth around the head and sank her lips to the base. The warm and the wet were incredible! She sucked hard and kept her mouth tight as she pulled up and off. "Don't hold back, baby. Just let mommy make you cum!"

Oh, dear Jesus, this woman was incredible! She bent back down and grasped my penis tight in her hand and licked all over and around the head. My eyes must have rolled back in my head when she took my glans between her lips and sucked as she twirled her tongue! Down my shaft she sank- up and down- fast and hard. Mom wasn't messing around; she was going to pull my orgasm out with a vengeance! I remained sitting up so I could watch her every move. Mom was incredible! She knew what she was doing, and she was intent on doing it well!

"Oh, God," I moaned. Up and down she moved, keeping incredible suction on my cock. She moved steady and even, cupping my balls in her hand. It didn't take long for me to feel the burn begin to rise! "Mom," I started. "I'm gonna..."

She didn't even take me out of her mouth! "Mmm, hmm," she muffled around my dick. Within just a few more seconds I was cumming! I squirt what seemed like a gallon of cum into her mouth, my orgasm seemed to go on forever! After six or seven squirts, mom slowed down and swallowed my load. She lifted up and leaned in for a kiss, my cum still shining on her lips. I kissed her whole heartedly, pushing my tongue into her mouth. I could still taste my sperm. Mom just smiled.

"Now, baby boy, let's go get some breakfast!"

That afternoon, like most, found me at Brent's house. We'd been friends since second grade, and we did just about everything together. Whether it was riding bikes, playing video games, or whatever, most summer afternoons we were thick as thieves. As a matter of fact, He was the first guy I ever saw naked. Brent and I were even comfortable enough to masturbate together while surfing internet porn.

We never really talked about it, but I think we both looked forward to sleepovers for that reason: we could be ourselves and not have to worry about anything. To tell the truth, I really think we were both exhibitionists at heart, and we could be that together. After lights out, when Brent and I were confined to his room for the night, (so as to let the rest of his house sleep in peace) we'd waste no time stripping down like we were going to change into our pajamas, but once we were naked, we usually just spent the rest of the night that way and kept our P.J.'s close in case we had to get up and go to the bathroom.

Well, this wasn't bedtime, and we weren't naked. We were hanging out in his room with a stack of comic books, trying to decide if it's be cooler to be able to fly or to be able to turn invisible. We hadn't yet reached a decision, when I heard his sister's voice from the doorway. "Jack, I want you to meet somebody."

As older sisters go, I suppose Carla was alright. She and Brent would fight often enough, as brother and sisters do, but all in all they got along pretty well. She was only a year older than he was and just a grade ahead of us.

"This is our cousin, Tracy. She's staying with us for the week. Tracy, this is Jack- he lives down the street. He and Brent get in trouble together." She was harmlessly teasing, and Brent spoke up before I did.

"You put one frog in with the groceries and you hear about it the rest of your life!" He laughed and stood up, and I followed suit, turning to meet Tracy as I did.

She was beautiful! She was probably my age, with tanned skin and wavy brown hair worn loose. She had on a white button down shirt over a tank top crowning a pair of blue jeans. Her lips were glossed pink, and her eyes were smiling at me. I was silent. I had never been struck dumb by a girl before, but this one did it to me! I opened my mouth to introduce myself, and nothing happened! Tracy looked at me and repressed a laugh.

"Jack?" Brent just looked at me.

"Oh! Sorry! Um, hi! I'm Jack." I reached out to shake her hand. "It's nice to meet you," I said, putting more emphasis on "you" than I probably should have. I think Tracy noticed, but her laugh flattened out into a smile, so it must not have hurt her feelings. She took my hand and shook it.

"It's nice to meet you, too." I fought the urge to hold on to her hand after the initial shake and, thankfully, won. Carla took her attention back.

"C'mon! Let's get out of here." The girls laughed and ran back downstairs.

Brent looked at me and grabbed my hand. "It's good to meet you," he said, rolling his eyes and laughing.

"Shut up," I protested. I was busted and I knew it. I just stammered over his cousin, and he wasn't likely to let me forget it.

The rest of my visit that day went without incident, though anytime we went anywhere in the house, I looked around to see if the girls were there, to see if I could steal another peek at Tracy. I caught a few, and I think she caught some of me. It was tantalizingly awkward each time I looked at her, and caught her looking back. I had to be sure to come back tomorrow.

As evening settled in, I started home. Mom wanted me home before dark; after all, I had been here most of the day. Walking home gave me time to think about the day. Tracy. Wow. That girl really got my attention. I couldn't wait to tell mom about her. Mom?! What was mom going to think? I mean, I'm sure mom would be all about my getting a girlfriend, (if she does eventually become my girlfriend) but does that mean out "special time" would stop?

Call me greedy, but I didn't want what mom and I had to stop! I had just lost my virginity- we had just gotten to a great place- a great understanding; I didn't want that to go to naught. A new girlfriend? Well, I'd have to deal with the consequences, I suppose. No secrets, right?

"Mom! You home?" I hollered into what looked like an empty house.

"In the bathroom, sweetie!" She's in the tub? Good- a naked mom! I walked back, already both apprehensive about the conversation to come, and excited to see my mom naked in the water.

"Hey, lady," I said as I stepped in. The door was open, and mom was naked, but not in the tub; she was sitting on a towel on the toilet seat hand drying her hair. I leaned against the wall and just looked at her. Her breasts were full and firm, hanging just enough to show some age. Her hips were round and tight, showing someone who cared enough to keep them that way. I could see just a tuft of pubic hair above her closed thighs. I felt that familiar stirring in my loins.

"Hey, yourself, big boy! How was your day at Brent's?"

"Pretty cool, really", I stopped and took a breath. "I met his cousin...a girl".

Mom's eyes perked up. "A pretty girl?"

I pictured her in my mind, and had to smile, nervous or not. "Ya, a pretty girl!"

"Does she put out?" Mom put down her towel, and gave me a wicked grin.

"Mom! It's not like that!" My pleading showed in my eyes. Mom's grin turned into a much warmer smile.

"Good." Mom looked at me, showing what must have been pride. "I'm glad to hear that. I want you to meet girls without just sex on your mind. I was afraid after what's been developing between us, that you might..."

"Mom, I love what we have, and wouldn't change it for the world. I want a girlfriend, sure. The whole way home, though, I was afraid that, well, that if I told you about her, whether she becomes a girlfriend or not, that this might stop. But, like we decided, no secrets, right? The funny thing is, I couldn't wait to get home and tell you about her. I wanted you to know. Does that make sense?"

"Of course it does, honey! I'm glad you came and told me about her. I'm glad to see my little man showing some maturity. I'm sure that you two will get along fine. Now, give me a hug." Mom reached up from where she sat and pulled my close. Her head was against my chest and I pulled her into me. I could feel her breasts against my stomach. My penis began to remind me that this beautiful woman was naked.

"Thanks a lot, mom. I appreciate it. I feel a lot better now."

"Good. Now maybe you'd like to take care of that," she said, her hand gesturing toward my crotch.

"Ya, I might!" I unzipped my pants and pulled out my dick. I was already pretty hard and with my mom staring at me, I was like a brick in no time. I stroked slowly and evenly, holding my dick out toward her face.

"Get yourself really close, baby; then put your dick up against mommy's lips." Mom's eyes held that glossy look they had when she got into the zone. I worked my cock back and forth, trying to keep an even pace, so I could ride that orgasmic build as far as possible. When I got close, and the pre-cum started to drip, I leaned forward toward her face. She opened her mouth, and put just her bottom lip against me.

"Oh, God! Mom, I'm cumming!" I sent squirt after squirt into her mouth! Mom held every drop, without swallowing, until I'd finished my orgasm. Then she smiled, mouth still open, and shook her head back and forth, showing me my cum! The effect was fantastic! Mom was SO hot and showing herself to be hotter and hotter every day! Then, after a moment, she leaned her head back and swallowed.

"How was that?" Mom looked at me and grinned, like a cat with its prize.

"Oh, mom!" I leaned down and shoved my tongue into her mouth, kissing her hard. I could taste my cum on her tongue, and when I pulled away, a thin string of it stretched between us. We both laughed. "That was fantastic!"