I felt sad for him, how could I make him feel so bad. He needed to understand that he could talk to me about anything.
“Don’t be embarrassed,” I said. “You can ask anything you want.”
He took a deep breath I said. “I think I have a problem!”
This caught me off guard, I needed more than a few words at one time, I wanted him to really talk. “What do you mean?” I begged.
“Well I seem to be, you know, excited all the time.”
I relaxed, smiled and asked, “You masturbate a lot?”
“Yes,” he almost whispered.
“That’s not a problem, you’re a young man, your sexual desire is growing and you need a release.” I smiled at him and I think at that moment I LOVED him more than ever. “May I ask you something, without making you run out?” I asked.
“Sure, what?” he said almost too quickly.
“Have you had sex?” I tested the waters “No,” was all he said. Again the silence filled the room. What was I thinking? What was I doing? I figured up till that moment all was normal. A simple son-mother chat, but to me it was so much more. Just talking with him about his jacking off was turning me on.
The way he looked, his hair sort of messy but neat at the same time, youth can get away with that ‘whatever’ look; his jeans, the bulge in the crotch, the way I needed to help him relax.
“Can I ask you something?”
“Robert, Baby please, I want you to ask me anything you want.”
He looked at me, cleared his throat and said so quietly, “How can a woman masturbate?”
The question, although asked before, was something I wanted to talk to him about. I wanted to teach him about giving pleasure as well as getting it. “Well baby, you know the end of your penis? I will call it the head. You have all these nerves in there and it feels good the rub them. A woman has the same only smaller. It is called a clit, and when it is rubbed it is the same as you jerking off.” He was looking at me as I told him this.
It was wild here I was talking to my son about finger fucking. Then an idea struck me. “Robert? Do you want to understand why a woman would be playing with herself and how?” I was feeling bold again.
“Yes I do, please tell me,” Robert said.
I stood up, put my glass down and walked to the chair he was sitting in. “Take my hand,” I said. He held my hand… his skin was so warm. I lead him to the sofa asked him to sit. I said I would be right back. I went to my room, into my closet and pulled out a tape. I was so excited. I wanted to watch porn with my son. I went back to the sitting room.
“Robert I am going to show you sex! Keep in mind this is not love… Just sex,” He said ok. I put the tape in; sat down beside him and pressed play on the remote. I started to scan through it but Robert said, “Wait let’s watch the whole thing, his eyes were huge and glassy.” I rewound the tape to the beginning and pressed play again. He was watching the TV. I could not believe I was gonna watch porn with my son. My body was shaking all over.
The movie started and all I could do was watch him. He was staring at the screen. I asked him if he was ok… He said yes. The two women on the TV were going hot and heavy. I could tell he liked watching because his breathing became deep and he was licking his lips as if they were very dry. I moved down the sofa and leaned against the armrest, putting my feet under me.
This was going to be a night we would both remember. We watched the movie together in silence. My pussy was so wet and itchy, my nipples were rock hard. Robert was glued to the screen; I don’t think he even blinked. We watched the whole thing. When it was over I stood up and turned off the TV. I felt like my juices were running down my legs.
Robert was sitting in a way that I could not see if he had an erection or not. I sat down on the sofa again looked at my son and smiled. He had finished his beer half way through the movie but was still holding the empty can “Honey could you get us another drink?” I asked. I needed to see if he was aroused
“Um… Mom,” he stated. “I really would rather just sit here a minute longer.”
My mind exploded, he did not want me to see his hard on. “Baby, it’s okay to have an erection, I’m also turned on. A movie like that always gets a person hot.” I said trying to sound like a mother, a mother with her hand between her legs.
“But it’s easier for you,” he said, “you don’t get a boner, and people can’t see when you’re… Hot as you put it!”
I stood up in front of him and asked, “What do you see?”
“I see you standing there looking at me,” he said.
I could see I needed to show him that it was okay to be blunt… “No. Robert do you see my breasts?”
“Well yes,” he said.
“And tell me what you can see,” I demanded.
“I don’t think so Mom, I don’t feel right,” was what he said.
“Baby, it’s okay. Say anything you want. Trust me, I will not get mad, look at my tits! Can you see my nipples pushing against the shirt?”
“Mom!”
“Tell me, can you, or can you not see them?” I asked again as I pulled the material tight. He looked at my boobs and looked away.
“Yes I can.”
“Well now you know; a woman may not have a penis that people see, but you can sure bet that rock hard nipples in a warm room are almost always a giveaway.”
He looked again. I liked him looking at me and brushed my hands over my tits as I stood there, “Now get up and get me a drink, please.” As he stood I could see his wonderful hard cock shaped against his pants. ‘Oh, this is gonna take a lot of work, hard work’ I thought. Robert left to get the drinks. I felt dizzy. Oh my god! I was like a virgin on Prom night. My palms were greasy and my pussy was soaked… He returned and placed the drinks down looked at me and then stared at his drink.
We sat there in silence, he glancing at me, me at him. When our eyes meet we smiled. “So… “I said.”You liked the movie?
“It was interesting,” he said.
“I bet,” I joked, we laughed. I took a sip from my drink and turned to him. “Are you still excited?”
“What?” he asked.
“Do you still have a boner?”
He looked at me and said, “Holy… Mom, that’s personal.”
I laughed, “Oh now he gets all shy; what is a mother to do?” I could not believe he was playing so hard to get… I was so turned on. “Okay young man!” I started, “stand up!” He did not move… his eyes got big and he stared at me, but still he did not move. “Do you think I am joking?” I asked. “You looked at my hard nipples, all I am asking is to see if you are hard… is that unfair?”
He stood, his cock had gone soft, but there was a nice pre-cum stain in his pants… ummmmmm I liked that. I wanted to reach out and touch it… not yet. “Well we seem to have control of our bodies… I am going to see just how much.” I stood and walked past him; up the stairs into my room again. I grabbed another tape. This one had a surprise for him. I walked back down to the living room.
He had sat down again and was looking at me confused. “Okay Mister, try this one, if this does not get you excited I will never tease you again.” I was lying of course.
“Mom, we don’t need to do this… really!” he said.
I said nothing. I put in the tape; pressed play. The movie started. He was watching… I was watching him. “Stop it, Mom. Watch the tape,” he said. Robert’s eyes opened wide, his mouth wider still… What he saw on the tape was me, his own mother. I was standing in the living room of my friend Karen.