Family Sexual Education 1

Family Sexual Education
by KinkyProcessor

~ Chapter 1 ~

Tommy was just over 13 years of age. He had a wonderful family, his father Dan who was 35, his mother Susan who was 33, and his big sister Penny, who was 15. His father worked hard to take care of them all. They had a very nice, large home out in the country, two nice cars, a boat they got to take out on the lake every year, a small farm of animals, and just an overall wonderful life.

Tommy and Penny were home-schooled. Their family was very, very close and did everything together. They loved each other and life was perfect for them all. As home-schoolers they were home most of the time and that translated to them being very sheltered. They were not exposed to many things at all, other than what was in their perfect little world. To say Tommy was innocent was an understatement. He was extremely innocent and uninformed. As to education, his parents were brilliant and both Penny and Tommy were extremely intelligent. They excelled in all the studies of math, science, language, and many other pursuits. From the beginning of each day until the night they were busy with chores around the farm, studies, reading, and playtime–it was a full and wonderful life.

Last week Tommy had turned 13 and one week ago today he’d had a fantastic birthday party, followed by a week at the lake with his family, as well as his Aunt Diane and her husband, his Uncle Bobby. Tommy was quite taken with his Aunt Diane. He didn’t know what it was, but he felt all tingly when she was around and felt a special warmth down in his crotch, especially when they were at the lake and she was in her bikini, or sometimes when they were close and she touched him or hugged him. He noticed he got the same feelings around his mother and his sister, but when Aunt Diane was around it was overwhelming. Just last night his Aunt Diane and Uncle Bobby had gone back home after their week at the lake. His big sister Penny had gone with them to spend a week.

Just before they had left, his Aunt Diane came over to him to say goodbye. She reached around and gave him a big hug and kissed him on his cheek.

“We love you, Tommy!” his Aunt had said. “One more ‘happy birthday’ before we leave! Maybe some time you can come spend a week with us as well.”

“I’d love that!” Tommy exclaimed, trying to hide those powerful feelings he had even when she was just in the room, much less when she was touching him.

He felt his penis move in his pants. That had never happened before that he could remember. He got flustered and embarrassed even though nobody knew it had happened. He didn’t understand it–why it happened. He was confused about these feelings he was having. It kind of felt good, but he was afraid if he didn’t do something to distract himself and get the attention away from his embarrassment it would really get awkward. He didn’t want them to see how he was feeling–he was afraid they would get mad at him because of how much he really loved his Aunt Diane.

“Mom, can I go to Aunt Diane’s sometime like Penny is?” Tommy asked.

“Sure, I’m sure we can make that happen. Maybe sooner than later!” his mom said as she looked at her sister with a big smile and gave her a wink.

Diane looked him straight in the eyes with a smile and…something else…he couldn’t quite understand what her expression was saying. She leaned in close to his ear and whispered, “I can’t wait for it!”

He grinned and giggled. “Me too!” he said. His penis did it again.

His aunt and uncle and Penny all headed for the door. The car was already loaded.

“Love you, little brother!” Penny said as she whacked him in the back of the head.

“Penny! Can’t you be nice to your brother every once in a while?” his mother scolded.

“Seriously!” Tommy said as he rubbed the back of his head. The past couple of years, while he loved his sister and she loved him, Penny seemed to relentlessly pick on him. She was never mean or cruel to the point of really hurting him or hurting his feelings, but she sure gave him a hard time.

They all said their good-byes and soon the house was quiet with just he and his mother and father left. They were all exhausted and didn’t even unpack or shower or anything, just all went to bed.

Tommy awoke the next morning seeing the sunlight coming through the window of his bedroom. He felt so much better after a good night’s sleep. The first thought he had upon awakening was of his Aunt Diane: visions of her on the boat in her bikini, swimming, and that hug and kiss and whisper in his ear. Wow, he loved her. He had these feelings of just wanting to gobble her up and he didn’t understand them. He noticed that his penis was hard. He didn’t need to pee like he normally did in the mornings–but his penis was standing straight up and he remembered how it jumped when his Aunt touched him the night before. He pulled back the covers, pulled his underwear down, and grabbed hold of his penis. His touch made his penis feel good and more thoughts of his Aunt flooded his mind. He even remembered how good his mother and sister looked in their bikinis and he began to rub his penis. It was feeling very, very good. This had never happened to him before. He didn’t know what was happening, but he liked it.

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Tommy’s mother Susan had seen her husband off to work that morning and noticed that Tommy had not come down like he normally did in the morning. She chalked it up to a very intense week, swimming, skiing, games, late nights, excitement, and not a whole lot of sleep.

Still, it was time for her little man to get up. She climbed the stairs quietly, not wanting to wake him rudely or abruptly. She walked down the hall careful not to trip over the luggage they had left in the hallway the night before. She quietly came to the door of Tommy’s room and peeked around the corner. She saw Tommy lying in his bed, the covers pulled back, his hand touching his penis, and his eyes staring straight up at the ceiling as if he were watching a moving in his head. He hadn’t noticed that she was there.

Several thoughts flooded her mind all at once. First, she knew that how she dealt with this would have a big long-term impact on Tommy’s life. She and Dan had talked about this day many times and they had already planned what they were going to do, they just didn’t know when it would happen and how it would happen. Now that it was happening she had to think clearly and make sure to handle it right so they could follow their plan and be the good, loving parents they had always been. Secondly, the sight of her 13-year-old son’s cock, while smaller than Dan’s, still aroused her. Seeing him play with it–even as awkward as he was–was a thrilling sight for her. She realized she had let about 60 seconds pass watching him–she couldn’t take her eyes off him–and she snapped out of it. She had to call her husband and let him know the day had come, but first, she had to be open, honest, and forthright with her son–she had to set the stage and put him at ease with the fact that she had seen him, seen what he was doing, and talk about it directly with him.

In as soft and gentle a voice as she could–with a mother’s love–and even the slightest bit of sensuality, she quietly spoke, “Good morning, Tommy.”

For most young men his age the reaction would have been shock, a very quick pulling up of the covers, panic, and the start of a bunch of excuses. But Tommy’s family was very close and loving–and while he was embarrassed and felt very awkward, he simply pulled his hand away and looked at his mother in the doorway.

“Good morning, Mother.” He casually pulled the covers up over his penis. “I’m sorry you saw that. I know I’m supposed to keep modest and not be naked around the house,” he said. His face flushed red with embarrassment.

“It’s okay, Tommy,” his mother reassured him. “You’re in the privacy of your own room.”

She casually walked in and sat down on the bed beside him.

~ ~ ~

Tommy was lying on his bed and his eyes were looking straight up at the ceiling, but he was not seeing the ceiling, he was seeing his Aunt Diane, his mother, and his sister frolicking in their bikinis on the boat. His whole body was feeling warm and tingly, and especially his penis was feeling wonderful as he rubbed it. He still didn’t even understand what this was that was going on. He just knew the vision of these beautiful women barely clothed was awakening something deep inside him and causing his body to feel alive, tingly, and wonderful. He seemed to not be able to keep his hands off his penis. He was so consumed with it all that he almost didn’t register the soft, loving voice of his mother saying good morning to him. Her voice was always so kind and soothing. This time it was even softer and more full of love than normal. He flushed with embarrassment as he realized his mother was standing in the doorway watching him rubbing his naked penis. He reached down and pulled up the covers to hide his embarrassment.

“Good morning, Mother,” he replied, “I’m sorry you saw that. I know I’m supposed to keep modest and not be naked around the house.”

He was embarrassed, but his mother was someone he totally trusted. She loved him and he loved her, and he had no doubt that she would never hurt him–physically or emotionally. It was the same with his father–total trust. His sister? Well, yes, her too, but she was always giving him a hard time. He knew that whatever happened now with his mother it would pass quickly and be over, and nobody else would ever know about it. But if it had been his sister who had walked in on him he would have never heard the end of it, and the entire household would have heard about it over and over.

His mother reassured him and told him he was in the privacy of his own room. He felt relieved and hoped that would be the end of it. His mother walked across the room and sat down on the bed beside him. So, he thought, it wasn’t going to be over quite that quickly. His penis was still hard. His body was still warm and tingly. And with his frame of mind seeing his mother walk toward him wearing her bathrobe, which was open in front showing her nightie and smooth tanned legs extending out of the opening of her robe with each step, well, the embarrassment did not override the feelings he was having, and his penis felt like it was growing even harder–the sight of her increasing the warmth he was feeling down there.

“Tommy, you trust me don’t you?” his mother said as she sat down on the side of his bed and put her hand on his knee which was underneath the covers.

“Yes, Mom, totally,” he replied as her touch, even through the covers, sent shivers through his body.

She continued. “Okay, I want to talk about what you were just doing. I want us to be open about it and talk about it, just like we would anything else. You have nothing to be embarrassed about or ashamed of. You are in your home, in your room, with your mother who loves you very much, and we can and should talk about any and everything. Are you okay with that?”

“Yes, Mom. I’m embarrassed, but if you want to talk about it I will.”

“Let’s,” she said with a smile. “I saw that you were touching your penis and that it was erect. Do you trust me enough to tell me what you were thinking about while you were touching yourself?”

For a few seconds Tommy was quiet. He looked at the ceiling and she could tell he was nervous.

“I can tell you this, honey, regardless what you were thinking about, no matter what it was, I’m not going to be upset with you and you will not get in trouble. I give you my word on that. You trusting me enough to tell me means the world to me, and I would never punish you for it.”

That was what Tommy needed to hear. “Okay, Mom. I’m still embarrassed, but I will tell you. Please don’t be mad at me.”

“I won’t, honey. I will not get mad at you. What you were doing is natural and normal. You and I talking about it is very important. Your father and I have raised you the best we knew how, and we’ve tried to guide you and teach you and help you through every aspect in life. This is no different than anything else, we want to help guide you through this change in your life. We have known it was coming and have talked many times about it, and were expecting it. So, to me this is no surprise, and whatever you were thinking about as you were touching yourself, it will be no surprise to me either.”

“You and Dad were ‘expecting’ this?” he asked with a puzzled look.

“Yes, we went through it and we knew you would too,” she answered.

“Wow.” Tommy was really surprised at that news. Did this mean his mom and dad could tell him what was making him feel this way?

“So…it was like I was watching a movie in my head. I was seeing you and Penny and Aunt Diane on our boat in your bikinis. And I was remembering Aunt Diane saying goodbye to me and the way she hugged me and kissed me and whispered in my ear. And, Mom, when I was on the boat this last week and you all were in those bikinis I kept feeling warm and tingly deep inside my body and especially down in my crotch. When Aunt Diane hugged on me–“, he hesitated.

“Go on, son, it’s okay,” she encouraged.

“When she touched me, my penis moved. Her touch felt so good, and when it moved that felt good too. I don’t understand what’s happening to me. I like it but it feels like I have no control over it. When I think of you all and your bodies I get excited and all these feelings start happening and it’s like–I feel like I need to go somewhere and touch myself, and it seems to be getting worse.”

His mother rubbed his knee and smiled at him reassuringly.

“And, Mom?”

“Yes, honey?” she replied.

“Even now, with your hand on my knee, it feels so good and gets me so excited and my penis feels like it is getting even harder. It’s like I have no control over it. I feel…like it’s wrong somehow and I’m getting ashamed of myself.”

“No, son.” She still was using that soft, gentle, loving voice. “You have nothing to be ashamed of at all. These feelings aren’t wrong, they are normal. You’re changing, your body is awakening, it’s another step in changing from a boy into a man and it’s perfectly normal. Your father and I are going to help you and we believe that you will get through this just like we did, and everything will be okay. What you have to do is trust us just like you always have. We’re a family and we’re not going to make you go through these changes alone. We will be there every step of the way and love you like we always have.”

“But what can I do about this–about what’s happening? It’s like it takes over and I can’t think or do anything else.”

“I know, son.” Just then her voice changed a bit. It was still his loving mother’s voice, but it seemed more…determined…confident…and suggestive–like she was giving him assurance that good things were going to happen.

“Here’s what we’re going to do,” she said. “First, I’m going to help you know what to do about this to give you some relief. Okay?”

“That would be great…because I feel like I’m going to explode,” Tommy blurted out.

“Then, after I help you with that we’re going to talk about some things. They will be things that may surprise or shock you, but it is very important that we talk about them so that you know–without a shadow of a doubt–what is happening to you, why it is happening, and how your life is going to change. Got it?”

“Got it,” he said.

“So,” she began, “remember that part I just said about you trusting me?”

“Yes,” Tommy said.

“Right now–this moment–you need to trust me. I’m going to help you get relief. Will you do what I say without question and just know that it is okay? You don’t have to be embarrassed or hesitant or awkward. If there is anyone in this world you can totally trust it’s me.” His mother looked deep into his eyes, and it was almost like she looked hungry.

“Yes, Mom. I trust you.”

“Okay”, she said. She stood up and dropped her robe to the floor and was left wearing only her nighty. Her legs were exposed from her feet all the way up to her crotch line at the bottom of her panties. Her silk nighty fit over the top of her body and went down to the waistline where her silk pink panties continued from there. It wasn’t quite as revealing as the bikini, but still, that warm and tingly feeling flushed through his body again and his penis seemed to resurrect into full-blown erection again. She sat back down on the bed next to him but even closer this time. She bent down and kissed him on the lips and then pulled away and looked him directly in the eyes.

“Does my body excite you?” she asked.

“Yes, ma’am!” Tommy replied with a lump in his throat.

“While I am your mother, when it comes to this, I will never make you do anything you don’t want to do. If you do trust me and only if you are totally okay with it, pull the covers back so I can see your penis,” she told him.

He reached down and pulled the covers back exposing his penis. She felt a flush go through her own body at the sight. She sat up and reached down to pull his underwear the rest of the way off so that he’d be comfortable and she’d have easier access.

“Tommy, what I’m about to do is going to feel very good and there is nothing wrong with it. You need to trust your mother and relax and enjoy it, and when I’m done you should have some relief. Okay?”

“Okay, Mom.” Tommy’s head was spinning. He had no idea what was happening. He was more excited than he had ever been. His mother’s tanned legs and beautiful body and face were so close.

“For right now–this morning–you have my permission to touch and caress my legs, but to help you learn self-control, just my legs. Do you understand?”

“Yes, ma’am,” Tommy replied. The thought that he could touch his mother’s beautiful legs was intensely satisfying to him.

His mother reached down and with her left hand cupped his balls. With her right hand, she firmly took hold of his penis. His body writhed in pleasure and he actually apologized.

“I’m sorry, Mom.”

“Remember what I said about relaxing?” she asked. “While we’re doing this there are only two rules. One–you can only touch my legs, but you can rub and caress and touch my legs all you want. And two–you can squirm and writhe and wiggle and convulse and you can make any noises you want. If you need to cry out or moan or squeal or anything you need to do, you just let it happen. If you do that, I can promise you that this will be wonderful. If you hold back and restrain yourself from showing how you are feeling on the inside to me on the outside, it will still feel good, but not as good if you just relax and let it happen.”

“Okay, Mom.” Tommy loved his mother. She just gave him permission to not worry about how he acted. He could just let go. The tension and nervousness left him. He did let go in that moment as he realized he was with the most wonderful woman, his mother, who totally loved him.

His mother caressed his balls and began to gently stroke up and down his penis with her hands. Tommy’s head went back into his pillow and his hips thrust forward instinctively as the pleasure of his mother’s hands was amazing. He remembered he could touch her legs and he opened his eyes and reached down with his left hand and put it on her thigh and began to caress up and down her thigh. It was so smooth and soft and felt amazing, but not as amazing as his penis and balls were feeling as his mother seemingly knew exactly what to do to give maximum pleasure. From this point forward Tommy almost went into a trance. His mother slowly increased the rhythm of her strokes and increased the pressure with which she gripped his penis. She watched as Tommy began to writhe and move as his head was thrown back and his eyes closed. The sight of his 4-inch, fully-erect cock, not quite like the 6.5 inches she had with Dan, still excited her. Her vagina was flushing with fluids as she was getting turned on. With the maturity she had acquired so far in life she was able to keep those passions in check and keep her mind focused on her mission to stick to the plan that she and Dan had put together. She continued to work his balls and penis, and without warning Tommy began convulsing beneath her, almost like he was having a seizure, and he began moaning, which quickly rose to a wail.

“Mom, I’m gonna pee! I can’t control it! It’s gonna pee all over us!”

She instantly realized she had failed him. She forgot to prepare him for what was about to happen and what to expect and he was panicking now, thinking he was going to pee all over his mother.

“Trust me, Tommy! If you feel like you’re going to pee just let it happen. Embrace it! Enjoy it! No matter what happens you just let go of any concern and let your mother love on you.”

She continued stroking with a strong pressure and a fast pace as Tommy’s hips thrust forward over and over and he moaned in sexual pleasure. He was obviously having an intense orgasm–but there was no cum. It went on far longer than she expected and eventually his voice died down and his thrusts weakened. She felt the firmness of his penis begin to soften and she adjusted the pressure of her grip and the intensity of her strokes to match the slowing of his orgasm. As he settled down to the point of what one would call “the end” of his orgasm–his penis became flaccid in her hand. There was just a small amount of cum on the head of his penis. He was definitely coming of age–but he was not quite to the point of actually ejaculating fluid at this point. She doubted it would be much longer before that happened as well.

Tommy’s chest was still heaving as his heart rate was high and his entire body was still tingling with pleasure. His mother climbed onto the bed beside him and cuddled him, wrapping her leg over his crotch and legs, and letting her thigh gently rest on his now flaccid penis. She gently ran her fingers through his hair and kissed him several times on his lips and cheeks as his breathing began to slow and normalize.

“My precious, precious son. You’re coming of age. I’m so happy that I got to be a part of your very first orgasm. I hope you enjoyed it and that you don’t regret letting me do it. I love you very much.”

“Oh my God, Mom!” his voice was as giddy as a little kid at Christmas time. “That was the most amazing, most unbelievable, most powerful thing that has ever happened to me! It was amazing! You called it what…an ‘orgasm’?”

“Yes, that was an orgasm,” his mother said.

“Oh my God, Mom! I just want to do that over and over and over and never stop!” Tommy cried.

His mother laughed. It wasn’t a mocking laugh, but a happy laugh.

“I know, son. Your father and I expected this. That is why I helped you and we are going to help you more and more so that you get through this change and get to the other side. I know that right now you can think only of how wonderful it was and it’s consuming you. But I need you to do like you’ve seen your father do–right yourself, take control of yourself, focus yourself. We need to do part two, we need to have a discussion about some things. This is a very important discussion, and I have to have your full attention. Okay?”

“Okay, Mom.”

Before his mother had done this for him, there is no way he would have been able to concentrate on anything she said. But she was right–she had given him some relief–and the overwhelming feelings that he seemed to have no control over, he now was able to control them a bit–at least for now.

“I’m focused. We can talk,” he said.

“Okay Tommy, as you mentioned when I came into your room, we have always been modest around our home and I have never let you see me naked. You have seen me in a bikini, of course, so I’m sure you can tell that my body is different down there. I don’t have a penis.”

While Tommy had never consciously thought about it like that, it was obvious to him that yes, of course, his mother and sister and aunt did not have penises. Now that his mother had brought that fact front and center, it prompted a flood of questions and puzzlement. His innocence of living in their home all these years really had kept him from knowing what most already know and understand.

“Yes, Mom, but, like, how do you pee? If you don’t have a penis what do you have? It looks…so good in a bikini.”

She smiled, and while the warmth of her vaginal fluids were still tingling in her crotch she maintained control and focus.

“Thank you, honey. I’m glad my body looks good to you. I’m going to describe this to you now, and later today I’m going to let you see it.”

Tommy got very excited at this news. To see his mom naked, wow! He couldn’t wait.

“Really?” he almost begged.

“Yes,” she said. “But remember, focus, that will be later. We need to talk right now.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“I don’t have a penis. I have a vagina. It is one of the main differences between a man and a woman. There are a lot of parts to a vagina and we’ll go over those later today. For now, what I want you to understand is that, while your parts are on the outside, your penis and testicles, my parts are on the inside. I’m oversimplifying when I say this, but where you get an erection and become hard like you just were, I have, for lack of a better word, a hole between my legs, my vagina. Whereas when you guys become sexually aroused your penis grows and gets hard and full and erect, when I become sexually aroused my vagina, inside of me, gets warm and wet and the walls inside my vagina become flexible and can expand and contract, and some other parts that are just outside my vagina, that you will see later, become excited and warm and wet and very sensitive, like your penis is. So, is this making sense to you?”

This was the first time Susan had ever had this conversation, trying to explain to someone who had no idea, because they had intentionally waited on sex education until Tommy reached this stage in life, what a vagina is. She really felt she botched it. She was not at all using scientific terms and was just sort of trying to put it in a way she thought he would understand. She was wondering if she was getting through to him or if she was making things worse. While she and her husband had planned this out, they certainly didn’t write down word for word what she was going to say.

To Tommy, this was all very exciting to him. He had no idea what was between a girl’s legs. He could only imagine from the glances he got when they were in bikinis or other tight-fitting clothing. When his mother began to describe the ‘hole’ between her legs and its ‘walls’ and its warmth and wetness–his heart rate once again began to increase and he felt that tingly feeling as blood began to fill his penis and he quickly developed an erection.

Just as his mother began to doubt whether she had adequately explained it, she noticed he had gotten fully erect. She looked at his penis, then looked at him, and smiled. “You get it, don’t you honey?” she asked.

“Mom?”

“Yes, honey?”

“Are you telling me that having sex means my hard penis going into your warm, wet vagina and doing what you just did for me with your hands except my penis would be inside you?” he asked.

“Well, honey, it is really a lot more than that, but yes, technically that is ‘sexual intercourse,’ when a man’s penis penetrates a woman’s vagina. There really is a lot more to it, but I do think you understand now the sexual difference between a man and a woman’s body and how they fit together. It is an act of love, son. It’s two people pouring themselves into each other to give each other pleasure and satisfaction and to grow closer together. It’s a lot more than just an ‘act’ that two people do. I will explain a lot more, but I don’t want to overwhelm you all at once. You need to let some things sink in. So for the purposes of this conversation, let’s focus on that. The penis and the vagina and what that means when a man and woman share love in that way.”

“So…even though you were using your hands…you were loving me?”

“Yes, you know for certain, that’s what I did. I’m your mother. I’ve helped you through every other thing in life that you’ve had to go through and learn. And I’ve loved you along the way. And that is what I’m doing right now, too. There is one more aspect of this particular part of sex that I need to tell you.”

“Okay.”

“Remember during your orgasm you were afraid you were going to pee all over me?”

“Yes, Mom, until you told me not to worry about it that was ruining it for me. I was afraid I was going to have an accident all over you!” Tommy said, remembering that sensation.

“You’re 13, Tommy, and your body is awakening and your sexual hormones and organs are turning on and flashing a sign that they are open for business. There is at least one part that is not quite working yet, but it will be. I wouldn’t be surprised if it starts working very soon. That is this: When a man has an orgasm, at that moment where you felt you were going to pee, what happens is the man’s sexual organs produce a fluid, in textbooks they call it semen. Most of us just call it cum, spelled c-u-m. When a man orgasms his balls fully engage and his penis functions as a tunnel, almost like a gun barrel, but instead of bullets this fluid, cum, shoots out of his penis with a pretty strong force. It’s not pee, it’s cum, and it’s normal. When that part of your sexual organs fully wakes up and you have an orgasm you will shoot cum out of your penis. It is not usually as much fluid as when you pee. A lot less fluid. But how much and how powerful usually is determined by how hydrated you are as well as how sexually excited you are. So, and this is probably the most important thing to remember about cum, when a penis shoots cum into a woman’s vagina, in that cum are sperm, little swimmers whose mission is to swim into the woman’s fallopian tube and find her egg. When the sperm finds her egg in the fallopian tube it attaches to the egg, penetrates the egg–and becomes part of the egg–and at that point, the woman becomes pregnant and is going to have a baby. It is extremely important that you understand that. Right now, today, you are not producing cum, so you would not get a woman pregnant, but when you start producing it, you very easily could.”

Tommy, with his 13-year-old brain, felt his erection waning and was very disappointed. “You mean I can’t have sex unless I want to make a baby? That sucks!”

His mother giggled. “No–that’s not what I mean, Tommy. What I mean is that if you want to have sex you have to be aware of that fact and take precautions to avoid a pregnancy. Otherwise, every time you have sex there might be a baby.”

“Precautions? Like what?”

“There are many options for birth control. We will talk all about that in the coming weeks. For now, you just have to know that once your orgasms start producing cum you can’t just have sex with a girl because it feels good unless you take precautions. Long before that is an issue for you we will have made sure you know what precautions to take. Okay?”

“Okay,” Tommy said. He was very relieved to know that there were ways to have sex and not have a baby, because after what he just experienced, and after what he just learned, he wanted to have sex a lot. A whole lot.

“Mom?”

“Yes, honey.”

“Thank you for helping me. That felt so awesome, I don’t even know how to tell you how good it felt. But…”

“But what, honey?” his mom wondered what was happening in his 13-year-old head.

“Do you think…that maybe…you’d let me have sex with you?”

He felt so awkward after asking the question. He loved his mother so much. But she was right, his body was awakening. And now that he had asked the question his mind returned to her description of her vagina and his erection almost instantly returned.

His mother smiled at him and remained silent for a few seconds. She was intentionally making him wait for an answer because she needed to make a point.

“I’m going to tell you a couple more things, Tommy. The first thing I need to tell you is this, we live in a world where there are many, many different people with many different beliefs. There are laws about sex because of that. For instance, it is against the law for a man to force himself on a woman. In other words, if a man were to grab a woman and hold her down and have sex with her without her permission, that is called rape. Your father and I believe very strongly that no means no. Sex is an expression of love, and it’s just wrong to force someone. Love is not love unless it is given willingly.”

“Why would anyone do that, Mom? That’s horrible!” Tommy said.

“I agree, and I’m glad you think so, too. It would be very wrong for you to ever force yourself on anyone. There are other laws too, Tommy. It’s against the law for a mother and son to have sex.”

“What? Why? I love you and you love me and we’re a family. Why is that wrong?” Tommy was not only confused, he was kind of angry.

“Like I said, honey. We live in a world where there are lots of different beliefs, and right now the people who believe it’s wrong for a mother and son to have sex outnumber those who believe it is not wrong, and they have laws against it. So, that leads me to the answer to your question.”

Tommy’s erection was gone. It went flaccid the moment she said it was against the law for him to have sex with her. He had been so excited. All that he had just learned and realized and experienced, and he now felt so disappointed.

“Your father and I happen to believe it is okay and natural for a family to share love sexually. It’s a natural thing and a wonderful thing, and as long as a family respects each other, agrees to always putting sex in its right place, and it always being consensual, then it should be okay for a family to share that together. So the answer to your question is: yes. You can have sex with me if you want to.”

Tommy’s heart raced. He was overjoyed and the anticipation hit him like a ton of bricks. “Really? We can?”

“Yes–and this is very important–nobody,” she emphasized the word nobody, “Nobody can know about this. It has to remain a secret. And you need to know that if you happen to let it out and people find out then you will likely be taken away and your father and I could go to prison.”

As excited as he was, Tommy understood the seriousness of the matter and heard in his mother’s voice the urgency she was trying to express. There is no way he would ever let that happen.

“I understand, Mom. I won’t tell anyone at all. Not even Dad,” Tommy said.

“Well, your father already knows we’re going to do it. Like I said, he’s okay with it. You can and should talk to your father about this. Remember, you’re learning and we’re teaching, and we’re trying to help you. For now, keep it between you and me and your father. Okay?”

“Okay, Mom. Um…sorry for asking but…when can we do it? Can we do it now?”

His mother giggled. “Part of your training, Tommy, is self-control. No, we can’t do it right now. I just gave you the pleasure and relief you needed. I enjoyed doing it. But what we’re going to do now is go down, have breakfast, and go about our day. Your father won’t get home until around six, so as long as we do it before he gets home that will be okay. Sometime this afternoon we can both shower and go to my bedroom and I will teach you more and you can experience sex for the first time. And after your father gets home I’m going to go over to my friend Tawnia’s house and spend the night. I get to spend the day with you, teaching you and talking to you about this new wonderful thing in your life. Tonight you need to have some time with your father. Perspective is very important, Tommy. Sex is not just some casual plaything you can do just because you want to. Remember it is an expression of love. I want you to hear your father’s perspective on it, too. Okay?”

“Okay. So Dad knows about all this and he’s okay with it? He won’t be mad that we have sex?”

“Not at all…in fact, once you’re comfortable with it, he’d love to watch, but that’s only if you’re comfortable and confident and don’t mind. That’s another important thing for you to remember, son. We will never force anything on you. You are a human and turning into a man and we will respect that. But…” she trailed off.

“But what?” Tommy asked.

“Well, your father needs to explain this more, but it’s important for you to know–I’m still your mother. I’m in charge and you have to obey me. I’m doing this because I choose to do it, and you don’t have a ‘right’ to just do it with me anytime you want. Remember what I said about love…”

“I understand, Mom. So you won’t force me to do anything and I won’t force you to do anything and we will just love each other and–when we both want to share sex we can do it. It’s just that…my God…I want to do it with you all day today and all night tonight and never stop!”

Susan laughed again. “I’m glad you are so excited about it, honey. And I’ll let you in on a little secret…” she said as she stood up and put her robe back on.

“What’s that?” Tommy said.

She looked at him square in the eyes and got a serious, sensual look on her face–he’d never seen her look at him like that before. She gently guided her hand down her abdomen and slid her fingers underneath her panties and he could tell her fingers cupped down around her crotch and she began to rub her vagina.

“I can’t wait to have your penis inside me…”

Tommy’s heart instantly jumped out of his chest and his erection once again flew at full mast at what he had just seen and heard.

“Mom! How can you do that to me and then expect me to just wait until this afternoon? Oh my God!” Tommy squealed as he grabbed his cock and stroked vigorously.

His mother laughed so hard. “I’ll let you take care of yourself there, son. I’ll have breakfast ready when you’re done. Remember to wash your hands when you’re finished! You’re already making a tiny bit of cum. I saw some when I finished you earlier!”

His mother left the room and he heard her footsteps approach the staircase as she went downstairs. He could think of nothing except this amazing thing his mother had described–a vagina–and what it would feel like to put his penis inside her. He stroked his rock-hard cock ferociously as he imagined what it would feel like and within just a few minutes this new thing called an ‘orgasm’ happened again.

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Downstairs his mother heard a commotion from Tommy’s room and then heard him wailing and moaning just like he had when she took care of him earlier. She laughed and laughed and thought how much fun things were about to get. She picked up the phone and called her husband’s cell.

“Hello, honey,” Dan answered.

“Dan, it’s happened,” Susan said.

“What happened, honey? Is everything okay?”

“Yes. Everything is fine. When I went to wake Tommy up this morning he was lying in bed masturbating,” she explained.

“Oooohhhhhh! That happened…”

“Yup.” Susan giggled. “I’m following the plan. I explained the basics to him and relieved him with my hands this morning. You should have seen that boy squirm and wiggle and moan and wail. I think his whole body orgasmed. When he found out he gets to have sex with me later today he went nuts and started masturbating again. I came downstairs to get breakfast ready. He’s up there moaning and wailing in orgasm right now.”

Dan just laughed and laughed for several seconds.

“I love that boy,” Dan said.

“I do, too,” Susan echoed. “Life around here is going to be very fun from now on. We have a lot to teach him and we’ll have ups and downs, but this is going to be fun!”

“I agree!” Dan said.

“I’ve made arrangements to stay at Tawnia’s tonight, so you two can bond and talk and do all that man-to-man stuff. I’ll have sex with him a couple of hours before you come home so that he’ll be recovered and over the initial shock of it all by the time you are here. Okay?” Susan wanted to make sure Dan was still on board with their plan.

“That’s perfect honey. Enjoy it. He’s the luckiest kid alive getting to have you as his first time. He really is,” Dan said.

Susan flirted, “I would say that when you get home you could give me a real man-sized fucking, but something tells me my vagina might be a little sore from a 13-year old pounding it. He’s only a little over 4 inches long but you know how boys are. He’ll likely want to do it several times…” She wanted to see if Dan was going to be jealous or turned on.

“That’s okay, honey. You can handle his 13-year-old dick. You spend the night with your friend. When you get fully recovered you know where to come for some loving.”

“Yes! To my man!” She squealed. “I’m going to go now. I have to come up with ways to keep a 13-year-old from begging and groping me all day. I’m sure he will be quite awkward his first time, but I’m still excited about it,” she laughed.

“You enjoy it, babe. It’s exciting. The newness of it, hearing how excited he is. I bet he makes you cum. Don’t sell him short. He is my boy! I love you, honey! See you tonight!” Dan said.

“You too, babe! See you tonight!

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Note from Rachael: Since the comment system here is still down, if you’d like to give some feedback or share a comment with the writer, then you can contact him by e-mail at: writingporn@dnmx.org. This is his first attempt at writing an erotic story, and I’m proud that I’m able to share the fruits of his perverted mind here at my blog for all of you to enjoy. There’s plenty more to come(cum), so be sure to let him know if you’re getting off to what he’s putting down! And remember the rule our moms taught us: If you don’t have anything nice to say…

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