By the time I had reached the ripe old age of eighteen I had seen dogs making puppies, Cows making caves and horses too. I know what it took two living animals to reproduce. I knew but yet in my mind I had not thought about people doing the same thing. Well not this people any way. Of course at eighteen I heard the other guys talking about which girl would "put out" and which guys had gotten laid. But yet it still had not gotten through my thick hide that I was of an age when these things should have been important to me. Some guys are just slow and I was the leader of that pack.
I did however like to look at one particular young lady in my class. I was in my freshmen class at the local Junior College. She was tall, dark haired, kind of skinny but I could see she had the beginnings of breasts. But I liked her long legs and I liked the way her rump kind of stood out round and prominent. I would even say she was pretty. But I also noticed that none of the other guys talk about her when they talked about the girls that put out... I liked this and some how thought she was saving that little bit of her life for me. Yet it still never occurred to me that what everyone else was doing was learning about life thought sex. I did begin to know what made a girl pretty and I could tell the ones that were pretty and the ones that were not.
I also noticed that most guys liked the girls with the largest breasts. I guess that is why the guys did not talk about Karen Edwards. She did not have large breasts yet, but some how I knew that would change with age. But as I said I knew this but my mind did not dwell on it. But I knew just the same.
My father was killed in an accident just after my eighteenth birthday in early Spring. My mother was of course a very distraught lady. She kept to her room and cried a lot while I went about doing the chores and keeping the place running. The money crops were in and they only needed a little tending until time for harvest. There were chickens to be fed, cows to be milked and hogs to be slopped. Our dog Jake seemed to know that there was something wrong as he followed me around a lot closer than he did other wise.
The day of the funeral Mom and I did not get home until late afternoon. We had been to the church, the grave yard and to my Aunt's house for dinner where Mom could talk with a few close friends.
One thing I really did not like was getting all dressed up in a suite and tie. But I did and as soon as I got home I stripped down to my shorts and was reaching for my jeans when I head my Mom cry out then I heard her fall to the floor. I ran to her room and found her on the bathroom floor with a bump on her head and very much out of it. She was not out cold but she could not get up by her self.
I know it was not right and I know it was so very wrong of me to look at my Mom with lust in my eyes. That was only part of it I got an erection when I saw her laying naked on the floor. She had just stepped out of the shower when she slipped and fell to the floor hitting her head on the toilet seat on the way down.
I lifted her up in my arms and carried her easily to her bed. Her breasts were firm and solid for a woman of forty eight. Her hair was all matted with blood. Even before covering her up I want to get a wash cloth to clean her up. When I came back to the bed she was laying prostrate with her legs slightly parted so I could see her wet pink inner apart of her vagina. I looked at this with great interest and thought I came from there and my Dad had had his penis in there many times. I also guess that was part of why people love one another because they make love and not just do it like the animals do.
I think this was when I realized that my mother was a beautiful lady and more than a Mom. I saw her for the first time as a truly lovely female and I got the second erection and I knew than why guys really got excited about women and what the two could do to one another. I still was not so sure how two people did "it" but I had a pretty good idea.
I cleaned up my Mom bleeding head and called my Aunt Ruby. She said she would be right over. That would take ten minutes so in the mean times I took a closer look at all my Mom's body parts. I even touched her most inappropriately. I felt her breasts; I let my finger tips trace a circle around her wet pussy lips as the guys called them. When I rolled her over to wash the back of her head I even spread her cheeks so I could see her tiny back hole. This seemed to excite me too. I had to think about this; all of this... Pulling a sheet up over my Mom when I heard tires screech in the drive way.
Aunt Ruby came up the stairs two at a time. She came into the room and stopped at the sight of my Mom sleeping on the bed.
"What the hell happened?" she asked.
I told her I heard Mom scream and I found her on the floor where she must have slipped coming out of the shower. Aunt Ruby had some nurses training and quickly looked mom over and said she did not think Mom was badly hurt just a bump on the head and because of all the pressure she has been under these last few days she was just sleeping it off. I agreed and said we may as well just let her sleep and check on her later. I stood to walk out with Aunt Ruby when I remembered I was also nearly naked and I still had a hard on. I am not a super stud but my shorts were standing well out where it was plan to see I was fully erect.
Aunt Ruby stopped at the door turned back to take one more look at Mom. I saw her eyes follow my body line down to my shorts. She blinked and her mouth opened and she swallowed then she turned red in the face and she looked up at me. I had a shit-eating grim on my face and a guilty look all at the same time.
How can a person be a normal kid one day and the next all hoped up with drug like symptoms just because you saw a naked female body. A really gorgeous body at that. But maybe I was also hopped up because that gorgeous body belonged to my own mother. I know what lust is and I know about incest but they were only words in a book until a few minutes ago. The really strange part about all this is that now all the dirty words I had heard but never used came flooding back into my head and this time I was listening to them and there meaning.
Time seemed to be frozen I was there in the middle of this new world allowing my Aunt to see me as a man and not a kid. I stood there for all of one second but so much was going through my head my head hurt. But so did my erection as it was throbbing and the head was bouncing up and down in my shorts. I thought for a second I was going to ejaculate right there and then. If I had I would have died from embarrassment. I was not far from being that way from just knowing Aunt Ruby had seen me in this condition. She must know I got this way from seeing my mother's naked body. She must also know I am lusting after my own mother. Thanks God she didn't see me touching Mom and thank God she can not read my mind. But as she started to smile I thought for a second she was reading my mind and maybe she was.
Aunt Ruby like my mother was also a widow. Her husband had died some six years ago. I thought of this as I stubbornly refused to hide my erection. I want to yell at her and tell her I was a virgin and needed to not be. I wanted to take my erection out and show her I was a man. But I stood there like the kid I was and acted the fool
"Come on let your mother sleep." Aunt Ruby said in a soft voice as not to awaken mother.
Aunt Ruby did not move to far to the side while holding the door for me to pass. I walked out into the hall and turned to see her again smiling at me.
