I was glad no-one was home, so I could once again look at the videos I had copied off the DVD mom had hidden in the bookshelf with her chemistry books.
Although she was a professor, she was surprisingly bad with computers. She still used DVDs instead of memory cards and she did not seem to know how to protect files with passwords.
The videos showed young men between 18 and 20 years of age losing their virginity to their own mothers. Most of the women were my own mother's closest friends, which was why they had shared these moments with each other.
I had already watched the videos several times during the last weeks, and now I did it again. I started from the most recent one, which was labeled: "Tilly and Simon, 10/22/2015".
I knew Simon from college, although not very well. I actually had seen his mother more often, since she came to my mother's gatherings. Tilly was an accountant, I think. She was small-breasted and wiry and wore glasses. I have to say I had been quite surprised to see these two's names in the newest video.
They had chosen doggy style instead of missionary for his first time, and the camera had been placed almost directly underneath. Tilly barely had any hips, but she did have a thick dark nest between her thin legs. This frizzy forest even continued onto her inner thighs and stomach. Simon's had could be seen ruffling the long and bristly hairs as he was trying to insert his hard penis to the warm burrow which awaited there.
Finally he succeeded, and the shaft could be seen going in. The first thrusts were shy and insecure, but the warmth soon won Simon over, and his penis remained stiff and hard as it started powerfully pistoning in and out of its birth home.
The pace started slowly increasing, and heavy breathing could be heard, interspersed with shy groans: "Mom... Oh, mom..."
During the moment of ejaculation, the boy's testicles stayed nestled in the mother's bristly bush, just like nature had intended. The thrusts were now short and purposeful, instinctively timed with the discharges of semen so they would go deep. The boy's groans also came rhythmically at the same intervals: "Annh! Annh! Annh!"
When all the squirmy little seedlings from Simon's testicles had been safely sent to his mother's womb, a hand reached down and slowly pulled the softening penis out of the vagina, and a final sigh could be heard.
Next I picked my cousin's video. It was labeled: "Jane and Thomas 9/3/2015". Thomas had turned eighteen some weeks before that date, and Jane was my mom's younger sister.
They were using missionary style. Although only her thighs, buttocks and vagina were visible, you could see Jane was shapelier than Tilly and nowhere as hairy as she had been. Jane did have a full bush, though, and her thighs and posterior were marked by cellulite.
Thomas was really shy, which made it difficult for him to stay hard. There were several moments in the video where you could see him softening and slipping out, and then after a cut in the picture they patiently tried again. It was easy to notice when the final and successful attempt started. Thomas was thrusting much more vigorously now. You could see his testicles bouncing against his mother's ass, and his breathing sounded more agitated than in the earlier scenes.
