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My first time was with mom

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: HarryCovair Posted on: 20 Dec 2005 3 comments
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This is a true story and looking back on it, I can see that what we did was wrong, but I don't think it screwed me up too badly. Ha. I haven't shared it with anyone but my wife and she told me I should write it down and share it here. We both love the stories in here and read them and pleasure each other. She's a wonderful woman.When I was a kid -- maybe 12 or so, my mom caught me masturbating. She didn't know what to do and I was mortified. To be honest, I didn't really know what I was doing. I was actually looking at the lingerie section of a Sears catalogue. Lame I know, but hey, I was 12. Later she came to me and said it was normal and that she knew that boys did that sort of thing and that I should not feel bad about it. She said that it was good that I was doing it and that I should do it whenever I felt like it. Wow! My mom and dad were divorced when I was 5, so it was just me and my sister and her. When I got home from school one day, she had bought me a Playboy and told me that I should look at that when I wanted to masturbate. Looking back, I can't imagine what the clerk at the store was thinking. My mom must have been really nervous. I didn't know what I was doing was called masturbation. She taught me that. I looked at the magazine and immediately got an erection. She told me to go ahead and masturbate if I wanted to. Now, I was confused because she meant for me to go to my room and do it, but I thought she wanted for me to do it right there. I dropped my pants and started going at it in the living room. Hey, she said it was natural and I shouldn't be ashamed. So she sits down in a chair across from me and just watches. I'm really going at it when I look up and see that she's just staring at my little cock (maybe 4 inches, who knows but I loved it). I see that she's got her legs open a little and I start staring at her and forget about the Playboy. I know this is weird (but true), but the more I looked at her the more turned on I was getting. I was almost ready to ejaculate and she got up and left the room. She went upstairs. This really killed it for me and I was beginning to think I was a perv. I picked up my pants and the magazine and went up to my room. I was going to finish up there. When I got in my room, I could hear my mom moan and ooh and stuff like that. I thought she was crying (I had no idea at the time what was going on). I waited a bit and went to here room to see what was wrong. I thought she was mad at me. I knocked and she said to come in. She was under her covers and looking away from me. I asked her what was wrong because I heard her crying. She said nothing's wrong. I know now that she was embarrassed that I heard her. I went over to her and began stroking her head and saying I was sorry because I knew she was crying about seeing me masturbate in front of her. I was feeling so bad about it. I crawled in bed beside her and hugged her and told her I was sorry and that I'd never do it again. I was on top of the covers and she was underneath. I should say that my mom was on the heavy side with a beautiful, big shapely ass (I'm still an ass man and my wife is built the same as my mom. Funny, huh?). She was also very beautiful, but most kids think their mom is beautiful. I was hugging her and telling her that I was sorry and that I felt bad about doing it in front of her and then I did something that even now I can't believe. I told her that it was cool for her to buy me the Playboy, but that I would rather see between her legs than to see the Playboy. She had been lying on her side looking away from me but that made her look at me. Her eyes were misty but she was smiling. When she hugged me I could feel her breast against my chest and immediately got another erection. Her nipples were hard and I could feel them through the covers and my shirt. She said she was proud of me and that it was okay if I wanted to see between her legs. She didn't really mean that it was okay for me to see between her legs, just that it was a normal thing for a boy of my age to want to see between any woman's legs. I told her that I loved her and that I needed to go to my room to finish my -- err -- homework. As I got up, my erection was obvious and she told me to lay back down. When I did, she sat still for a minute and said that if I wanted to do it there, that she would help me along. I must have been doing it completely wrong or something because she said that women help guys out by doing it for them and that it would feel much better after she showed me how to do it right. I just layed there not knowing what that meant. She started rubbing my chest and saying that when I was older that I would appreciate what she was going to do. I was beginning to wonder what was going to happen, since all I ever did was focus on my cock and would come in about 3 minutes (Ahh, youth). She rubbed my chest and stomach and finally put her hand down over the zipper to my pants. My heart was beating wildly. A she unzipped me, I could feel her lightly scratch her hand over my cock. I was so worked up that when she got the zipper down and put her hand over my underwear, I came immediately. As the semen soaked through my underwear, she was confused, thinking that I had done it earlier, so she asked me when did I come in my pants. I told her just now. She just smiled and reached in and took hold of my still-hard cock. She said take your pants off and I'll wash them. I took them off and laid down again. She immediately began stroking me. It was the most wonderful feeling in the world She said I would grow into a big man soon, and that since I was going through puberty that I should know how to please a woman and have women please me. She slowly jerked me off until I came again. Her hand was so soft and small and warm. When I came the second time it almost blew the end of my cock off. She was very good at it and kept me from coming too soon. When she was done, she got up and got a wash cloth to clean me up. It was then that I saw that she had taken off her dress and was in just her bra and panties. I could smell something that I didn't know what it was, but would soon find out to be her wonderful scent (my wife smells very similar and they're both lovely). She came back in and cleaned me off gently. Her cleavage was wonderful. She was wearing one of those bras from the 70's which is more of a boulder-holder -- very matronly. After she cleaned me up, we laid together and I fell asleep. When I woke up, it was dinner time and she was downstairs. I got dressed and when down to see her. My sister was home by then, so I didn't have time to talk to her about it, but it was a major turning point in my life. When I kissed her goodnight, all I could think about was how I could have her do that again. I was torn because I knew it was wrong, but as I masturbated that night (yes again), all I could think of was her and how she did it and wondered what she looked like naked. More happened after that. I can go on if anyone's interested.