"Strangely, I feel the same way," she said. "It's weird, but while I'm still your mother, and love you in that maternal way, I was also able to let myself go and just enjoy the sheer ecstasy of being transported to the brink of orgasm by my wonderful son."
He kissed her gently and she responded. She said, "Now would be a good time for tongues and a bit of passion -- it's all in the timing, Jake, and right now I'm in the mood, if you are?"
He was, and started to kiss her again, gently at first, and them more ardently. When he traced the tip of his tongue around her lips she obligingly opened her mouth just a tad. He gently probed the opening until their tongues met and circled one another. They then took it in turns to explore each other's mouths while groping each other's bodies, hugging, and writhing on the couch.
When they came up for air he said, "Wow! Now I know what it's like to make love to a
real
woman. So, what's the next step in giving a woman a good time, Mum?"
She smiled sweetly and said, "There are a lot more things I need to teach you, like how to bring a woman to orgasm through oral sex, for example, but while making love might be able to be
taught
by numbers, it is rarely
done
by numbers. You'll find that you'll concentrate on one thing, one time, and do something else, next time. I'm so high now that I know what I want to do, but I'm interested to know what's the predominant wish of your heart right now. What would you really like to do, if you could do anything in the world to me, or have it done to you by me?"
He thought for a brief moment, looked shy, smiled, and said, "It's too way out there, Mum. I'd be embarrassed to tell you. Tell you what, if you tell me what you'd really like to happen now, I promise I'll fess up to you, too -- deal?"
"Nope!" she said cheekily. "I asked first, and I'm your mother, so come on -- fess up -- and I promise I'll then tell you what I want... and, Jake, this is a test of our ability to share every confidence. Tell me, and I promise I won't be mad, or hold it against you -- I just need to know... desperately!"
"Okay, Mum, since you really want to know," he said as one hand went involuntarily to his cock which was waving around like a surface to air missile seeking a target, "If I could be granted any wish, I would ask if I could put this inside you," he said as he waved his erect member around by way of illustration. "Wicked, huh?" he concluded with a little trepidation in his voice.
"Not wicked at all," she replied, "because that's exactly what I wanted you to say. There's so much more to teach you but I can't believe how much you've turned me on, and I can't possibly wait until the end of the lesson -- like you, I'd burst if I tried."
Jake beamed at her and said, "Well, coach, what do I do next? Just put it in, or is there some better way to go about it?"
She took his hand and guided it to her womanhood. "I'm still aching for you, but I've gone off the boil just a tad with all this talking. What you can do next, since you asked, is put two fingers inside me, put the heel of your hand on my clitoris, and go round and round, while you do what you were doing before to my breasts."
He was quick to obey and she closed her eyes and smiled sweetly as he went round and round on her clitoris, round and round inside her womanhood, and suckled on her breasts. Her sweet smile gave way to what looked like a frown, and then a grimace -- then she stiffened, arched her back, and he became concerned.
"Don't stop!" she pleaded, so he went back to what he was doing, and a moment later her climactic scream rent the air as she bucked and spasmed under his touch. He was alarmed at first, never having witnessed a female orgasm before, but quickly worked out what was happening and continued his efforts.
"Do it Jake! Put it in! Fuck me hard and you can forget the niceties now -- just go for it!" she commanded and he was quick to obey.
He lined his cock up with her slit, found her vaginal opening, and then thrust all the way into her. It felt so good to have this beautiful woman, his mum, wrapped around his rampant cock. Even in the heat of the moment it occurred to him that she felt different from Cassie; not quite so tight and not dryish, but hot, luscious, wet, and wonderful. Also, he was not wearing a condom as he did with Cassie, and the flesh-on-flesh experience felt absolutely sensational! He did as his mother had ordered him to do, threw caution to the wind, and went for it, pounding her mercilessly as she enjoyed aftershock after aftershock, crying out one moment, uttering incomprehensible words the next, gripping him tight, and urging him on. Fucking her lean, muscular body, which he had secretly admired for years, was an incredible physical and mental turn on for him.
He felt his arousal level peak, held off for a moment enjoying the agony of trying to hold it back, and then gave in to the ecstasy of orgasm as he filled his mother up. It had been ages since he and Cassie had parted and he pumped his huge load into Kate, spurt, after spurt, after spurt, until he was finally spent. He rolled her slightly onto her side and they both lay there in each other's arms, enjoying the feeling of his dick throbbing inside her, her involuntary twitches, and the occasional aftershocks in both of them.
They lay there for what seemed like ages, until he finally stirred and said, "I love you, Mum."
"And I love you, Jake. I was prepared to put aside the incest taboo to teach you about sex, but what I was absolutely not prepared for was the best sex I've ever had -- and we've only just started. I think this is going to be a very enjoyable teaching project for me, if something like that happens at the end of each lesson. Did you enjoy it, Jake?"
"Enjoy it is an understatement," he replied. "In fact, it's the wrong word entirely. That was uniquely wonderful, something I've never experienced before, and I'm gobsmacked!...
and!
... I gave you an orgasm the first time we made love -- the one thing I couldn't do for Cassie. You're the best teacher, Mum!"
"Love, I think there is a lot more to it than me being a good teacher. I think the fact that we have a wider relationship than just a sexual one, helps enormously. I'm able to tell you what I like and want, more so than I could tell any date -- he might be offended if I tell him what to do, and I know I would be shy about asking for certain things -- but you, being my son, are happy to take instructions from me. There has always been a wonderful familial bond between us, and as we have both admitted today, we have also enjoyed the intimate aspects of all the cuddles we have shared over the years... and... we're only sixteen years apart, which is not unusual in relationships these days. One looks for compatibility in a partner, among other things, and how much more compatible can two people be than two who have fifty percent of their gene pool in common? After the initial shock of your suggestion, I'm totally comfortable with it now, and more comfortable lying here with you inside me, than I would be with any other lover. I hope you feel the same way?"
"I do, Mum. As I explained, things were not ideal with Cassie, and my sex life has been disastrous ever since, but today was a revelation -- absolutely wonderful! I'm feeling so much more confident, and ever so happy. Thank you."
"Perhaps we should get up, have a bit of lunch, and then, if you have nothing better to do, you might like have a look at Lesson-2 -- or, have I worn you out?" she concluded with a cheeky chuckle.
"Absolutely not!" he said emphatically. "I'm so glad you said that because I was wondering if you might have had enough for one day, or if I might be lucky enough to not only learn something else, but get to try it out."
She laughed and he asked why. She said, "I usually go out with older men. I can see there is an advantage in having an eighteen year old lover at his sexual peak, who can do it again after only a short break."
"I could go again right now," he said with a grin, and a token thrust of his hips, "but, no, that was crass of me. Let's have lunch and then get back to our lessons after that."
"No, I'm going to call your bluff on that one," she said. "Go on, do it again -- prove to me you can."
He smiled and said, "Okay," and stretched to reach her nipple with his mouth.
"No, you don't have to do all the lovey, dovey, fancy stuff this time. This is just an experiment to see if you really can do it again so soon after the first time. Just fuck me until you cum... if you can?" she said in a teasing way, and with a cheeky chuckle.
"Oh, I can all right," he said as he started to slowly slide his shaft backwards and forwards in her.
They were on their side now and he hugged her tight as his tempo increased. She raised her upper leg a little to give him greater access, and also so that she could look down and watch her son's shaft, lubricated with white cum from their recent coupling, appearing and disappearing. The whole scenario: the fact that she was doing it with her son; his young muscular body; the feeling of him inside her; her familial bond with him; his arms around her, hugging her tight; the movements of their bodies; the slapping noises; was all a big turn on for her. It was amazing that she seemed to be building to climax from vaginal intercourse alone, but maybe not just from that, because she had never felt a mental turn on to match this, not with anyone else ever before.
