I cleaned up my desk. It took two socks to get it all. Being jacked off by Becca produced an amazing amount of semen. I'm sure the buildup helped. I mean, shit, we fucking shaved her sex. That was crazy! And it was all because of this new evil Peter in my head. I was having mixed feelings about him. He was good for me with Becca but horrible for me with my family. He wanted to fuck every pussy he saw regardless of who it was.
After I cleaned up and re-dressed, I left my room. I was feeling hungry and remembered the soup in the fridge. Entering the kitchen, Mom was arranging things from her shopping and heard me come in.
"Becca seemed flushed and animated when she left... really happy as well. Something happen between you two?"
"You could say that," I said. "We're kind of dating now... I guess." I said getting the soup out and warming it up.
"Oh, wonderful, honey... I knew she liked you... you just had to make it happen."
"Oh, we made it happen alright! Going to fuck her hard tomorrow for sure!" Evil Peter shouted in my head as I ate the yummy soup.
"Yeah, it's good, Mom... I took your advice. We're going to the aquarium tomorrow for a date."
"Excellent... I know you might have questions and since your father isn't here to answer them I could possible help if you want," Mom said.
"Umm... I think I'm good," I said.
"I know you're still a virgin, honey... and I know you're probably nervous to be with a girl for you first time. It's only natural. Don't be embarrassed about talking to me if you want. I'm always here for you," she said.
"Thanks, Mom... but..." I couldn't finish my sentence because evil Peter took over again.
"I do have a question for you," evil Peter said. I was really nervous now.
"Oh, good... well what is it?" Mom asked.
"Where is the clitoris? I've heard about it but don't know where it is," he said, lying his ass off.
"Well, that's... umm... that's an interesting first question, Peter... I wasn't expecting that so soon," she began.
Mom's face went a shade darker red, she seemed a little embarrassed herself now. Evil Peter loved it, messing with my mother.
"Well, honey, it's at the top of a woman's sex, hidden under the skin most often. When it gets aroused it might poke out so you can see it."
"I don't think I understand?" the bastard said.
"Oh... well... I could show you if you want?" Mom said. Always way too willing to help me.
"Would you mom? I don't want to mess up my first time and I've heard it's really important to not neglect the clitoris."
"It is... important... I'll show you... but let's go to my room for privacy," she said.
"Damn you! Stop! Stop this now... don't follow her to her room you piece of shit!" I screamed at evil Peter.
"Can't stop me! And I'm going to get a good look at your mother's pussy... any bets she shaves? I'm betting she does." he said.
I screamed again but to no avail.
He followed my mother down the hall and into her room. Mom shut the door and stood by her bed. She really seemed nervous now.
"Okay, honey... let's keep this to ourselves, like the other night when I helped you ease your pressure. We don't want people talking," she said.
"I won't tell a soul, Mom... this is for educational purposes only," he said.
"Good."
She proceeded to unfasten her pants and shimmy out of them over her large hips. Her underwear came into view. It was sexier than I expected and my stupid cock lurched in our pants. She hesitated but then pulled them down as well. First thing we noticed was she did shave. Her pubes were perfectly manicured into a one inch by two inch shortly trimmed patch above her sex. Evil Peter relished in his win with a nice "Yes, told you she shaved" in our head.
Mom sat down on her bed and looked up at us. "Come closer, honey... so you can see better."
He obeyed instantly and we were right next to her in a second or less.
She leaned back. Using her fingers on both hands, my mother spread herself apart and revealed her clitoris to me and evil Peter.
"See it, it's the little nubbin in the middle... it's not engorged right now... it gets much bigger, but that's where you find it," she said, holding herself open.
Evil Peter and I saw it just fine, but he decided to drop to his knees anyway for a better look, going so far as to place our hands on my mother's legs. I cursed and cursed him... we were basically inches from my mother's shaved sex. It was pink and with her spread open we could see her small hole above her vagina and everything. Her vagina was larger in diameter than Becca's, I'm sure from two kids coming from there.
"Oh, okay... that's easy enough... but I have another question?" he said.
"You do?" she asked.
"Yeah, what do I do with it now that I know where it is?" he asked.
This guy never stopped... always manipulating his way to some kind of sexual exploration. I hated and admired him. The problem was this was my mother! Not Becca.
Mom hesitated... she didn't know what to do now, or what she was willing to do is more accurate. He stayed quiet, waiting for her answer and staring at her clit... that was noticeably getting bigger as my mother kept her fingers spreading her lips.
"That's just something you're going to have to learn on your own," she said, removing her hands and pushing us to our feet.
"But... what if I'm terrible?" he tried to argue.
"You'll figure it out, Peter... I can't really explain, I'm not a man."
