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I went looking for mom. I saw her earlier going towards the man cave. It's not really what you would call a man cave but what are you going to do. It was mom and dad's kind of man cave. She was there, reclined on the sofa, reading. Her knees were up and her book in her lap resting on her legs. I walked in between her and the coffee table. It had a laminated top and was sturdy. I sat down a little past her books.
I said, "Mom, I have this form about the cap and gown that you need to sign. I could sign since I'm of legal age now but they're going to want one of the parents to sign anyway so you might as well sign."
Mom took the book she was reading and closed it and put it on her stack of books. When she did her skirt fluttered right down her thighs and bunched up in a small heap. It was really thin and loose. Her knees opened up a little. I could see the inside of one thigh almost down to her crotch which was hidden by her nearer thigh.
She took the form and said, "Tim, I don't have any pants on so if you see something that's why. I was reading this erotic book and I thought I would act the part a little to make it more exciting. This skirt is great for that. I can slip my fingers right down under the book instead of rooting around down in like normal. I've been having the best fun and the language in the book is very titillating."
"Sorry, mom," I said. "I can wait over by the door."
I started to get up and mom said, "It's ok Tim. Like you said, you're of legal age now so I don't have to be so sensitive about sex around you."
Mom lifted one leg off the sofa onto the floor and bent upright and put the other foot on the floor in one smooth move and that left me looking right between her thighs. I could see the lower part of her pubes and almost all of her shaved parts that went underneath.
She said, "Do you have a pen?" I gave her the pen I had and she signed the form and gave it and the pen back. She leaned back on the sofa and pulled her skirt up a few inches so I could see better. She said, "It's nice to be older isn't it? If you would like to read one of these books they'll be on the kitchen counter." She got up and collected the books and went through the door to somewhere and left me sitting there wondering what the heck just happened.
It was Saturday and that afternoon I was in the kitchen frying some bologna. Mom went somewhere with Sarah and dad wasn't home either. Sarah was home from her freshman year. Actually freshperson year. Sarah is my sister, a year and a half older than me. I was eating the bologna and my eyes went across moms books a couple of times before I remembered what they were. I got the one she was reading and sat back down and opened it up about where she was.
It said, "His engorged and veined member quivered just above her pussy lips as she cried out in anticipation of his first mighty thrust. His large cock jumped, slinging drops of his liquid against her thighs. He held back knowing how badly she wanted him, building the suspense higher and higher until neither could delay any longer. She closed her eyes and tilted her head back with her knees held wide by his thick hands, her wrists tied to the corners of the bed. His hips twitched and his muscles caught and the straining monolith shot forth as the heat of his passion rose up through his throat with a mighty ancient sound that froze all animal life throughout the hollow. It only took his large shaft that single mighty thrust to overcome all resistance and sink fully in until she could take no more as his seed started flooding her cervix again and again."
By the time I got half way through the next paragraph I was as hard as a rock. I shook my head and remembered I had bologna in my mouth and started chewing again. I closed the book. All I could think was, 'What! Mom. What!'. I opened the book again and found another couple of paragraphs and read them. I had my hand up my shorts playing with myself, chewing bologna. I grabbed on and pulled it out of my shorts and it popped right up out to the side and I could play with the head better. I heard a car pull in the drive. I quick stuffed myself back in and put the book back on the stack and started whacking my dick so it would go down. It only made it worse. It felt like I was jacking off. I got up and my T was just long enough to cover me and it wasn't tight so I stood and stayed like that.
Sarah came in first. She said, "Ah, I love the smell of fried bologna. I don't eat it because it makes me fat. I got some great summer things. Go help mom with the groceries. Some are heavy."
I helped with the groceries, my dick going down slowly. The smell of the bologna must have masked my sex smell. That was luck.
Mom said, "Thanks Tim." She gave me a peck on the cheek. That was kind of new too. She was somehow really into her sex stuff right now. I don't think she was wearing any pants. With what she was wearing they would show underneath. Sarah had on a thick banded thong. I could see the back when she bent over putting groceries away. I knew I was getting a lot more immersed in sex stuff since mom's revelation but I was mostly all the time anyway but not this public. I was always kind of private about it.
Mom's books stayed right there the rest of the day and I had them arranged so if anybody took interest I could tell. About 10:00 I went to bed and was watching a movie on my little tv. I only had briefs on as usual but the ones I wore to bed were a little bigger for comfort. There was a knock at the door and I answered and mom came in. Wow! She was very sexy with a teddy top that barely got down to the middle of her little tuff. She came over and got on the bed with her knees down and spread out and legs bent back. She settled her butt right back between her legs. It was an absolutely erotic sight with her pussy out and open and her clit prominently trying to poke out.
Mom said, "Hi. I thought I would explain some of what went on with me today. It'll take a little time to explain all of it because it's so involved and each little thing is important and will give you a different impression. I know you must have a lot of questions but it's a fun thing and quite enjoyable. I belong to a reading club, the ERC. The Erotic Reading Club. We meet on average about once every two weeks. Sometimes more, sometimes less. A girl named Janet put it together. There's seven of us, including Janet, three guys and four girls. One person is always chosen at random to be the reader. The object of the club is not to have great sex but to have great sexual feelings, although there is sex involved but not what you think which is why I need to tell all so you understand."
Mom was looking at my crotch every now and then because I was up because she was out. She had her hands on the top of her thighs up against her hips which held her teddy up higher. She was a little wet too. I guess we both were eyeing each other while she was talking. I had to get my dick out of my briefs but I didn't want to interrupt mom so I just squeezed every now and then.
