My Sex Education Pt. 10

My Sex Education, Part 10
I woke up later in the morning on Saturday... Christmas Eve. From the moment I woke up, my Mom had plans for me. We had a lot of work to do to get all of the decorations out of the garage, set up and decorate the tree, decorate the house, wrap presents, and for her to start her baking. She always was a big baker this time of year.
She knew how much I enjoyed decorating the tree, which was why she waited, but I didn't expect all the other stuff. It's not that I had much to do otherwise, though. It felt nice being home again and spending time with her.
We stopped for lunch and then for dinner. At about 7:00pm, everything seemed to be done and ready for company. She continued baking as I changed into my sleepwear, shorts and t-shirt, plopped down on the couch, and watched some Christmas specials. Around 10pm, I turned off all the lights except the Christmas decorations and turned off the TV. I sat on the couch, just soaking in the Christmas spirit.
Mom came down the stairs at around 10:30pm, dressed in my favorite black, satin robe.
"What do you think, honey?" she asked, walking over the the Christmas tree and fiddling with the decorations a little bit.
"I think it looks pretty good," I said.
"I think so, too." She sat down on the couch near me. "You feeling in the Christmas spirit?"
"Kind of."
"I think this year's tree is better than last year's," she said, looking over all the decorations. "Fuller. You know?"
"Yeah, I think so, too." The tree that she bought last year had some gaps in it, which were hard to cover up. But this year's looked really good. "It took a little work today. Thank you for doing that."
"I like decorating the tree," I said.
"You always did that growing up," she smiled at me, putting her hand on my thigh.
"Yeah. It was one of my favorite things to do at Christmas."
"Can I lay down?" she asked, sitting forward.
"Yeah, sure Mom." I moved my hands and she lay on her back across my legs, resting her head on them, her feet at the end of the couch. I put my hand on her stomach, gently stroking it with my fingertips.
"You tired?" I asked. She'd been working just as hard as I was, if not harder, with all the baking she was doing.
"No, not really," she smiled. "I feel good. I'm excited. It's nice having you home."
We sat like that for a while, just looking at the lights and relaxing.
"It's so quiet," she whispered.
"Yeah," I said. "Christmas Eve." I slid my hand a little higher, until my fingertips were just touching the underside of her breasts as they circled teasingly.
"This is nice," she whispered. "I like being with you like this. Just... cuddling with you."
I covered her breast with my hand, my fingertips finding and teasing her hard, pointed nipple through the very thin fabric of her robe.
She closed her eyes a moment, swallowed, and licked her lips as if the pleasure was getting to her. "Should I... should I put on some Christmas music?"
"No," I said.
"There's still more stuff we need to do before tomorrow," she whispered. "A few more presents to wrap for Evelyn." She grabbed the back of my hand, holding it still on her breast, but didn't try to remove it.
"Nah," I said, looking down at her. "I don't know if I want to do anything else tonight." I pulled my hand from hers and slid it inside her robe, putting it on her bare breast, feeling her bare nipple against my fingers.
She closed her eyes again, moaning a little. "Your hand feels so good on me like that. It's... distracting. It's so warm. I can't believe how excited that makes me. It's like making little tingles in my pussy." I could feel her writhing on the couch and my legs.
"It feels so good," she whispered. "Slowly building me up."
I untied her robe and opened it completely, exposing her whole body to me. She was completely naked underneath, obviously expecting to have some fun.
"Mmhmm," I whispered.
My fingers circled first one nipple, then gently squeezed and tugged on it, before doing the same with her other breast.
"It really does. It really feels good, feeling your fingers circling my nipples... and pinching them like that." I lightly pinched the nipple I was currently teasing. "Yeah, like that. It feels really, really good."
She was writhing even more now and moaning. I knew that I was really getting to her and making her excited.
"How can you make me feel like this?" she asked, looking up at me. "Just... just by touching my breasts. I don't think it's right."
I smiled down at her. "I think it is. I like teasing you."
"But I need to be able to play, too," she said, sitting up. She turned to sit beside me and leaned in to kiss me, passionately. I felt her hands on my shorts, tugging on them, pulling them down enough to get my cock free. Her fingers wrapped around it, slowly stroking it zonguldak escort as we kissed.
I brought my hand up to her head, holding her into the kiss, then cupped her cheek. She broke our kiss and turned to kiss my hand and fingers. Her lips found my thumb and let it slide into her mouth and she sucked on it as if it was my cock.
I used my thumb to guide her down, slowly moving her mouth towards my cock. She let my thumb go as soon as my cock was close and began kissing, licking, and sucking the length of my shaft, whimpering as if it was the best thing she could ever do.
She slid the head in and out of her mouth a few times. "You taste so good," she moaned. She sat up and pulled my shorts the rest of the way off, then moved down to kneel on the floor at my feet, sliding me back into her mouth again.
Her mouth felt heavenly... she was definitely the best cocksucker I'd ever had.
She released my cock and stroked it while she licked and sucked my balls, driving me crazy. I moaned suddenly, and she pulled off, giggling, then sucked on my shaft again.
"Oh shit... I want you," she whispered.
"I want you too, Mom," I moaned.
She sat up and slid her robe completely off and tossed it aside. "Oh fuck," she whispered. "Wait... wait... I want to try something." She stood and ran, naked, up the stairs as I sat on the couch, puzzled. I slowly stroked my cock, wishing I'd just get the chance to get off.
When she came back down, she was holding something in her hand, smiling deviously. She definitely had something up her sleeve.
"What's that?" I asked as she slid it onto her head and made a few adjustments for fit.
"It's a camera," she giggled. "I, uh... I want to make a video of me pleasuring you so I can play it back later. You know, when you're gone."
"Seriously?" I asked, surprised that she even came up with this idea.
She giggled, nervously. "Yeah. Kind of my own private little porno."
"What do you want to do?" I asked.
"I don't know," she said. "I don't know what I want. I guess... we'll just... feel it out." She giggled at her own joke.
She touched the headset and I could see a little red light turn on. Then she knelt down on the floor again, taking my cock in her hand.
"You have a nice, really big cock," she said. "And it's definitely getting really, really hard. Is that big, fucking cock all for me?"
"Yeah... all of it," I said.
"You know... this is one of my favorite fantasies... kneeling in front of you, your cock in my hands," she said. "I want to be a big slut for you. I want to worship every fucking inch of your cock."
She held my cock up, looking at it while licking her lips.
"Oh, God... such a tease," I moaned.
"Mmm... I want it," she said. "I'll be such a good girl. I just need your cock."
She grabbed the bottle of lube that I hadn't seen her bring and almost expertly flicked it open with her thumb. She lifted the bottle and dribbled it onto the head of my cock, then slid her hand down over it, distributing it all along my shaft.
"Oh my God... that's nice," she said. "Let me get right where I need to be." She slid between my legs and sat back on her heels as she continued stroking me.
"Oh yeah," she whispered. "Such a nice cock. Oh... that's it... that's a good boy. Your cock feels so good in my hands.
"Mmm," I grunted, feeling the pleasure she generated moving all through me.
"You like it when mommy makes you feel good?" she asked.
"God yes," I moaned. "It's fucking amazing."
"This is kind of weird, if I think about it," she giggled, "filming us like this. But I like it. I'm going to finger my pussy so much watching this over and over. You have no idea."
"I just don't understand where you got the camera from," I said.
She smiled up at me. "You'll find out," she said. "Oooh... I love how hard your cock gets."
She changed her stroking slightly, giving me different pleasures, making me grunt and lift my hips.
"Mmm... you like it when I twist my hand like that?" she asked.
"Mmhmm... that's good," I grunted.
"I love how excited I make you," she said, smiling. "You want me to squeeze a little harder?"
"Uh huh... just a little," I hissed.
"You like my tits hanging here like this?" she asked. She moved a little, getting her breasts even closer to my shaft. "You like looking at my tits?"
"Oh... fuck... you have the best tits ever," I moaned appreciatively.
She moved her breasts even closer, rubbing my cock over them, especially her nipples. "Oooh, that feels so good. This is so hot. I love feeling your cock on my tits."
"Uh huh... it feels really good," I moaned.
"Yeah... you like that?" she asked. I could only grunt my affirmative. "God, it's teasing me as much as it's teasing you," she said, swirling the head around her nipple. "That feels istanbul travesti good. I bet you want to fuck mommy's tits, don't you?"
"Fuck... yeah, I'd love that," I grunted.
"Oh... that's it," she said, using both hands to stroke my cock now. "Nice and slow. This is so hot. My pussy is so wet."
She giggled as her index finger made circles over the head of my cock. "Mmm... I love seeing your precum dribble out like that." She gathered it on her fingertip then rubbed it with her thumb. "Look at that. So hot."
"Oh my God," I moaned. "You're killing me."
She giggled as she started stroking faster, the hand at the top twisting around the head with every stroke.
"Oh yeah... that's it, that's it," she giggled. "Oh God your cock's so fucking big and so hard. You like that, don't you? When I stroke you like this?"
"Yeah," I hissed.
"Mmm... are you gonna cum for mommy?"
"Uh huh... it's close."
"Mmm... such a beautiful cock," she said. "My son's beautiful cock."
I moaned and my body shook for a second as she hit a sensitive spot. I really was close to cumming and I was panting.
"I want your cum," she said. "Yeah, that's it. Yeah, give it to me. I want to feel your hot cum all over my fucking face. I want you to cover me with it. It feels so, so good on my skin."
I moaned. "Fuck... really close."
"Show me what a good fucking job I did," she said, moving her hand fast, her face so close to my cock now as she anticipated my orgasm. "Your little cock slut. I deserve it."
Her face was right there as I looked down at her. Her hand moving rapidly, giving me some incredible pleasure, driving me towards my orgasm. And it had been too long, so I knew it was going to be a good one.
"Oh fuck," I hissed and felt my body contract, felt my cock erupt sending my cum out over her face, neck, and chest.
"Mmhmm... yes," she said excitedly as she felt each spurt splash on her skin. "More, more, more. Mmm... that's so fucking amazing. Best son ever."
When my cock finished erupting, she sucked on the head, trying to get all the cum out of me, then stood, giggling. Her face, neck, and chest looked absolutely drenched with my cum and it started oozing down her body. She quickly moved over to a wall-hung mirror and turned her face left and right, trying to record my painting.
She turned towards me, giggling, scooping my cum into her hungry mouth. "Oh... that's the best Christmas present ever."
She came over and sat on my lap, facing me, and kissed me.
"I really needed that," I admitted. "Something's going on with Sydney. She seems upset all the time and our sex life is going to shit."
"That sounds horrible, baby," she said, concerned. "Do you think she's cheating on you?"
I thought for a moment since I hadn't thought about that before. She did have a lot of alone time and did seem to be spending a lot of extra time at work lately.
"I dunno," I admitted. "Maybe. She wants us to move closer... because of her grandparents. Their health isn't too good right now."
"Are you ok with that?"
"Yeah... I mean... I guess," I said. I wasn't sure how to take it, to tell you the truth. "I'll have to find another job I guess."
"Well, I, for one, will be happy that I'll be able to see you more often," she said, kissing me again. "Then you can help me with my work."
"Now that you mention it... where are you working?" I asked.
She smiled at me. "Well, your dad meant well, but he didn't know he was going to pass so soon. So... he didn't really set aside enough to care for me. His life insurance won't last more than five or six years. So... I thought I better find a job."
"Ok," I said, still waiting for a clear answer.
"I met a man online who told me about this website where I can make money from home," she said. "Granted, I was skeptical at first, but... I realized I could really do this."
"A website?" I asked. "Selling what exactly?"
She smiled. "Me. The website is called 'MILF POV'," she said.
"What the fuck, Mom? A porn site?" I asked, getting a little upset.
"Oh calm down," she said. "I know that you look at those sites of women masturbating and stuff. Do you even realize how much money I can make?"
"But... you just can't..." I was having a hard time wrapping my head around the whole thing. My own mother, at fifty two, was getting into porn.
"It's not like I'm getting in with some sleazy production company or anything... or even having strange guys fuck me," she said. "I just do it by myself, in my own house. It's just what I needed."
I shook my head, still not sure about the whole thing. "What does that have to do with me?"
She smiled and kissed me. "Well... to make the really good money, I need to make videos with a guy or woman... point-of-view style. I want you to be that guy."
"Are ankara travesti you kidding?" I asked. "The last thing I want is to plaster my face all over the internet having sex with my own mom."
"Calm down," she said. "It's a point-of-view video. No one will even see your face. You'll be wearing the camera on your head."
"Still..." I fumed. "What kind of videos?"
"Like... blowjobs... fucking... that kind of thing," she said. "Some of the girls put a story line to it, too. They get pretty fucking creative if you ask me. The other option I'm exploring is getting a younger woman to work with me. Some of the women have done it. There's this one woman, twenty two or so, that's been asking to do videos. I guess she's creating her own site and wants to draw some people to her."
"A woman... like... you would have sex with a woman?" I was having a hard time with this. My Mom had made so many changes in her life and and changes in who I thought she was that I couldn't keep up.
"The women said it added a huge boost to their income... over night," she said, smiling, looking pretty excited by that prospect of booth boosting her income... and fucking some sexy, young woman.
"But... I mean... have you even been with a woman before?" I was dumbfounded that she was so nonchalant about the whole thing. I had never in a million years thought that my Mom was bisexual.
"No... I mean a little when I was a teenager, but nothing that went very far," she said. "Just a little kissing really. But that'll just make the video more realistic, though. A first-timer thing. And you can help with that, too, by holding the video camera."
I looked down, shaking my head in bewilderment. This was so hard to believe.
"So?" she asked, redirecting my attention to her. "What do you think? Will you help me?"
I was still stunned.
"If you want, we can get on the computer and I'll show you what the videos look like," she said, at least giving me something to cling to. "My name is Midnyte Leigh if you want to check out my site."
"Ok, ok... I guess I'll check it out," I said.
"Well, before I let you do that... I was wondering if I could make another video... like the last one... just for me," she smiled, getting off my lap and sitting on the couch beside me. "I'd love it if you'd lick my pussy."
She was smiling so deviously and, I had to admit, I was still pretty turned on. When she spread her legs and touched herself, my mouth instantly watered.
"Go on... get on your knees," she said. "Give mommy a couple orgasms before bedtime."
I slid to the floor on my knees and crawled up between her legs. I watched her tap the headset again and watched the little light turn red as the recording began.
She raised her leg in the air and slid her hand from her ankle up. "I want you to lick... up my leg... starting at the arch... all the way up my thigh... and slide your tongue over my pussy."
I held her foot gently in my hands and started licking up her leg, slowly moving higher and higher... licking and kissing all along the route.
"Yeah, baby, now... kiss and lick mommy's pussy," she whispered as I started to lick her labia. She was shivering below me she was so exited. Her pussy was already drooling.
"God you taste so good," I whispered between licks.
"Come on, I know you know how to use that tongue," she said softly. "Right on my clit. That's right... lick it... kiss it. Yeah... you've done this before."
I'd done this plenty of times, to her and several other women. She was the one that taught me the most about it, though, giving me many tips on how to tease and then please her so easily. I licked her clit, just as she'd shown me many years ago.
"Does that feel good?" I asked.
"Oh, that's perfect, baby. That's right... suck on it a little bit," she moaned. "A little suction... a little tongue. Mmm... yeah... fuck... uh huh.... uh huh... right there. That's right... suck... suck... right there. Fuck! You're so good at that."
"I can't help it, you taste so good," I said. "I want you to fucking cum in my mouth." I strummed my tongue across her clit, then trapped it between my lips and sucked on it, just as she'd shown me, making her shiver with pleasure. Feeling that she was ready to cum, I slid two fingers inside her and curled them, swiping them over her G-spot.
"Oooh," she groaned loudly, and I knew she was going to cum for me. "Yeah... oh... oh... fuck!... Yes!"
She grabbed my head with both her hands and pulled my mouth harder into her pussy as she humped my face. She was a super hot firecracker when she came for me and I loved her for it. She came hard, drenching my lips and chin with her juices.
"Oh my God! Your pussy just creamed all over my face," I laughed softly, gently licking her juices, deftly avoiding her super-sensitive clit.
"Oh... good job, baby," she said as she pushed me away, breathing hard. "That was so fucking good. But guess what? That's only the first." She let go of my head again and tapped her pussy with her index finger. "It's still so sensitive. You remember how to keep me going, right?"
"Oh, yeah... I remember, mommy."
It was time to start round two.