This is a continuation of the story
Helping My Son Pack for College 2
and may include references to the past.
This work includes fictional and taboo themes. Kinks include incest, cum play, cum eating, public sex, mutual masturbation, breeding, anal and others that some might find offensive. If this is not something you enjoy, please move on and read another story instead.
As usual all characters are 18+ and live in a world where there is always consent.
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I rolled over and looked at the clock, it was almost 8AM and the bright sunlight was piercing through the window. I quickly checked my phone before throwing my head back onto the pillow.
After the events of last night, all I remember is stumbling back into my room and crawling under the covers. I must have passed out the minute I got into bed because I was still naked.
I started to think back on what happened, it felt almost like a dream, but I was sure it happened. I could never forget how erotic it was and how amazing it felt. Watching my mother fuck herself with a dildo was one of the hottest things I have experienced so far in my life. I had watched porn so many times before but there was something so sexy, so special about watching her mature, sexy body. It got me so horny that I couldn't control myself and I ended up exploding and shooting my cum all over her.
Thankfully she didn't mind that at all and I was flattered when she told me I tasted delicious. I had to agree that I felt the same about her and I still couldn't get that amazing taste of her cum covered dildo out of my mouth.
Before I realized it, my cock was already rock hard under my covers as the memories of the previous night raced through my mind. I reached down and wrapped my fingers around my shaft as I started to jerk myself slowly. I wondered how she felt about it all. It was obvious she enjoyed it but maybe she was just doing it to be nice and allow me to learn. I had no idea what she really wanted but I knew for sure what I wanted. I wanted more. No, I needed more.
It took almost all my willpower to stop jerking myself off under the covers, but I finally forced myself out of bed. I ran across the hall, with my erection awkwardly bouncing in front of me, into the bathroom and locked the door behind me. I brushed my teeth and washed my face, trying to regain some composure. There was still so much I had to learn, so much I didn't know about a woman's body, what they enjoyed or how to pleasure them. I was hoping college would open my eyes to this new world but now I was almost dreading going to college and not seeing my mother every day.
When I got back to my room I slipped on some boxers and looked outside towards the driveway. I realized that only my mother's car was there, and it must have been just us alone in the house again. It wasn't unusual since my sister usually left to school early for swim practice and my father was away on a business trip.
This time I worked up some more courage and decided to go down the hall and see her. I wasn't sure what I was even going to say but all I knew was that I had a burning desire, a deep need, to see her again, to be with her. Over the past few days, she has allowed me to experience and learn more about sex than ever before, and I didn't want it to end. I knew I was naΓ―ve, and I was hoping she could change that.
Knock. Knock. Knock
I softly knocked on my mothers door and waited a moment before pushing it slightly open and peaking my head inside.
"Mom?" I called softly
"Mhmm morning honey." She said softly as she rolled over under her covers.
"I ah, oh umm I'm sorry I didn't realize you were still sleeping." I said somewhat disappointed.
"No, no, don't worry, that's ok darling." She said softly as she stretched a bit. "Come on in, I just have to run to the bathroom quickly."
I opened the door and walked in a few steps, not really sure where to go or settle myself. She didn't pay much attention to me as she tossed the covers aside and jumped out of bed. She rubbed her face as she quickly walked across the room to the bathroom. I couldn't help but notice she was naked and wondered if she always slept like that.
A moment later I heard the unmistakable hiss of her relieving herself. She left the bathroom door wide open, and I could hear her piss filling the toilet before she wiped and flushed.
"What's going on darling?" She asked as she walked back towards her bed, sitting on the edge and motioning for me to join her.
"Well, umm, I mean it's just..." I started to say but stumbled as I still couldn't bring myself to admit what I really wanted.
"Darling" She stopped me. "Just say it, after everything we did last night there really shouldn't be anything you are feeling shy about around me." She smirked.
She was right.
"Well, I just, I wanted your help some more." I said.
"I mean the experiences we have had together have been really amazing, like really." I blushed as I noticed a small smile creep across her face. "But I guess I was just hoping you could teach me a few more things before I left to college."
"Like what?" She asked.
"Well, it is embarrassing to say but I have never really been with a girl before. I mean we have kissed and touched a little, but I have never been sexual with a girl or even had the chance to make a girl cum..." My voice trailed off.
"Oh, well I see." She said, clearly weighing the options in her mind.
"How far have you gotten?" She asked. "And be honest!"
"I have touched a few girls boobs and once rubber my girlfriend over her panties."
"And have they ever returned the favor?" She enquired.
"I got one hand job. The farthest I ever went was with you in the changing rooms." I admitted blushing furiously.
"I see." She said calmly.
The silence in the room felt deafening as I waited for her response.
"You know darling...I am not some high school girl or one of your little girlfriends, I am a mature woman."