The First Time For Kelly and Me

Most every guy has fantasies about his mother at some point in his life. I was no different. My mother was a large woman. Not fat, just big. Standing at six feet one inch tall, she was very tall for a woman. I am not sure how much she weighed but she had a nice thick body. Not fat mind you, just thick. Her stomach was flat, her ass was tight and her breasts were large, that’s all I know. I know she was beautiful. She had long black hair that was sort of curly, but probably more like really wavy. I’m a guy, what do I know about hair, mine is kept short like a Marine. Her eyes were the lightest shade of blue I have ever seen and nearly hypnotic to look at. She was very soft spoken most of the time and very lady like, but make her mad and she turned evil instantly.
At nineteen I was a large fellow. Again, not fat, but extremely large. While my mom was rather tall I still towered over her. It was probably due to the combination of her and my father’s genes. He was six feet nine at the time of his death. A chain broke on a logging truck as he was checking them and he was crushed by a truckload of timber. I was ten at the time. Today I am seven feet two inches tall. Thankfully I am very well proportioned so I don’t look like some freak.
My mom runs the lumber company that my grandparents started years ago and my dad inherited when they were killed in a car wreck. She is a very strict boss. Fair, but strict. At home she is very laid back and let’s me pretty much do as I please. All I have to do is get to work on time in the morning and do my chores and my life is a cakewalk. Since the nearest town to where we live is eighty miles away I don’t have much of a social life. There are a few people around where we live, but none of them are even close to my age. I get most of my entertainment via the Internet and like most guys my age a lot of that is porn. I am not really shy, but I am very uncomfortable talking to women.
One Saturday morning I was laying in bed trying to figure out what I wanted to do for the day since I was off. Unbeknownst to me my mom had taken the day off as well. She usually worked for at least a half a day on Saturdays. I decided, not knowing what was going to happen later, that I would rub one out before I got up and made myself some breakfast. Due to my size I am what I consider a little above average in the sexual equipment area although I really have no real frame of reference since I was home schooled and there isn’t anyone around here to compare myself too.
Anyway, I was lying in bed and had kicked the covers off and was well on my way to busting a nut when my mom walked by my room. I rarely close my door and this particular day I wished I had. I had my eyes closed and was picturing in my head what my mom looked like naked when I heard her clear her throat.
I looked up and there, leaning against my door frame watching me, was my mother. I froze like a deer in the headlights and for some strange reason made no attempt to cover myself. In fact, I still had my hand wrapped around my cock and stopped mid stroke. There was no denying what I was doing and I have no idea how long she had been standing there.
All I could say when my big brain started working again was, “Shit!”
Mom, being the super cool woman that she is simply said, “If you make a mess of your sheets, wash them. And next time, make sure the door is closed.” She then turned, closed my door and I heard her walk away.
I just lay there still holding my rapidly deflating cock until it was completely soft before I got up and got dressed. I went to the kitchen to get something to eat just knowing that I was going to get an earful for what I was doing. Mom was cooking breakfast and asked if I wanted some.
Quietly, with my head hung down in shame I said, “Yes ma’am.” The fact that she had seen me jerking off was bad enough, I am just glad I wasn’t putting words to what I was seeing in my head. She was standing with her back to me and I couldn’t help but notice the way her jeans were hugging her ass. I could feel myself starting to respond to what I was seeing so I had to change the subject to get my mind off her ass, quickly.
“Why aren’t you working today?”
“Eh, I thought I would take a day off and just hang out. I haven’t had a Saturday off in nearly six months. I felt like I was due. I thought you might be planning on hanging out too, I just didn’t know how much you would be hanging out.”
I blushed severely at her comment because I wasn’t exactly sure what she meant. I began to apologize, “I am so sorry mom. I didn’t know you were home. I wouldn’t have been doing that if I had known. Even with the door closed I never would have done that if I knew you were here. I am so sorry.”
She turned to me with a skillet full of bacon in her hand. As she began to put it on our plates she said to me, “There is nothing wrong with what you were doing. It is perfectly natural. That is why I am not upset. It is just not what I expected to see first thing on a Saturday morning. It actually took me by surprise. Like I said, I don’t care if you jerk off, masturbate, or whatever you want to call it. Just don’t make a mess and if you do, clean it up. And next time, whether you think I am home or not, close your door.”
I couldn’t believe it. She wasn’t mad at all. In fact it seemed to me that she didn’t care if I was rubbing one out. I let out a sigh of relief.


I was taking a rare Saturday off from work and had just got up and dressed when I headed toward the kitchen to get a pot of coffee on. There is almost nothing better to wake you up than a good cup of coffee. I walked by Kevin’s room on my way to the kitchen and just did catch some movement out of the corner of my eye. I backed up to see what it was and couldn’t believe what I was seeing. I wasn’t surprised to see him masturbating he is nineteen after all. What surprised me was what he had his hand wrapped around. His father was not as tall as he is nor was he as well endowed. Adam was a good solid ten inches and fairly thick but Kevin, OH MY GOD!, he was huge. He was at least 12 inches at least. It looked like he had stacked drink cans on top of each other and covered it with skin. I have never seen a cock so large in all my life.
I couldn’t help but stop and watch. I could feel that familiar tingle down below as I watched him stroking that glorious rod. I couldn’t help but to imagine it destroying my pussy. It had been so long since I had something not made out of silicone in my cunt that it started drooling. I had to lean against the door frame to keep my balance as I could feel my knees getting weak. It took all my self-control to keep the fact that he was my son in the forefront of my mind. All I could see was that beautiful cock.
Now he is sitting in front of me and I can tell that it is starting to grow down the leg of his pants. Is that because he didn’t finish or could he have been looking at my ass while I was at the stove? Fuck! I need to get laid! Knowing that there is a pussy destroying cock like that hanging out in my house is going to drive me insane. It looks like me and the rubber avenger have a date tonight. If he hangs around where I can see him today I might have to move that date up to this afternoon.
I don’t know why I have never thought about it before now but I have never had “the talk” with him. I guess it is something I expected Adam to do.
“Honey,” I said as I sat down to eat. “Have you had the birds and the bees talk with anyone?”
He started blushing and turned about three shades of red. “Uh, no. Not really. Why?”
“I was just wondering what you know about men and women and sex. Besides what you have seen in porn on the internet.” I know it is wrong on so many levels but I have to try to figure out how to get that monster in me, and I don’t care at this point which hole it goes in. I can’t believe I am sitting here talking to my son trying to figure out a way to fuck him. I have to be careful or it could end up very bad.



I knew better than to lie to my mother. She seemed to always know. I guess she wanted to know what I knew after seeing me this morning.
“Tell me what you know. Use whatever words you know if you don’t know the right words. I am not trying to make you uncomfortable I want to help you get it right. Too many parents don’t talk to their kids about sex so you end up with pregnant teenagers or some disease that will ruin you for life. I don’t want that to happen to you.”
I was still a little uncomfortable despite what she said but I knew there was no way to get out of it.
“I know that when I guy sees a woman that turns him on he gets a hard on.” I can’t believe I just said hard on in front of my mother. “If they want to have sex he puts the hard on in her, uh, pussy, and they, uh, fuck.” Holy shit! I just said pussy and fuck too. Awesome. “Then he cums and she gets pregnant.” I sat there waiting for her response.
She sat quietly as if digesting what I had just said. She finished chewing the food she had in her mouth and then said, “Basically that is right. But, there is more to it than that. I tell you what, let’s finish eating and then we can talk about it in a little more detail in the living room. I think it might take a while.”
We finished eating in silence and when we had finished we cleaned up our mess. We each grabbed a drink out of the fridge and then went to sit in the living room. I sat in the recliner as usual and she sat on the couch and turned to face me.
“Alright,” she said. “Just so you know, I am not going to use the medically correct terms like penis and vagina. I don’t like them because I think they sound silly.”
“Uh, okay.”
“Now, what you said in there was basically correct, however, like I said, there is more to it than that. First of all, I hope that you only have sex with someone you love. Sex can be fun but you should never just go out looking for sex just to have fun. Too many people do and they end up a parent when they don’t want to be or you could end up with something that Ajax won’t get off. You with me so far?”
I could only nod. I didn’t like the idea that I could become a father if I had sex with someone I didn’t love. Scary.
“Can I assume that you have seen a naked woman on the Internet a time or two?”
Again I only nodded.
“Do you know what the parts of a woman’s sexual organ, her pussy, are?
”I know there are lips.”
“Yes, there are lips.
I could tell that my mom was having a hard time with this. I don’t know why. She is a woman and who better to teach a guy about sex that the kind of person he wants to have sex with.



I couldn’t help but think that I was in over my head. Kevin is a very intelligent guy and I know that he knows a lot of this stuff; he just doesn’t know that he knows. I guess part of the reason that I am having a hard time with this is because, to put it bluntly, I want to fuck him and have him split me in half with that monster cock of his. I am so going to hell.
I think I have figured out a way to teach him how to be a good lover and get the sex ed out of the way at the same time. I am not going to try to explain it to him. Nope. I am going to show him.
“Honey, are you a virgin?” His blushing told me the answer immediately even if his mouth did not. “It’s okay if you are. Everyone is a virgin at some point in there life. Yes, even I was a virgin once.
Look. There are several ways to do this, teach you about the birds and the bees. However, I have never understood why it always has to be a talk. Besides, talking to you about sex is not really going to give you the information you need to please your lover when it gets to that point. I have an idea and I want you to consider it carefully before you respond. It is a somewhat unconventional way to teach you what you need to know but it is probably the most effective way I know how to do it. Would you like to know what it is?”
He just sat there staring at me like he had no clue what I was talking about and just nodded his head.
“Okay. Just for the purposes of “teaching” you about this stuff, me and you are going to date. Like boyfriend and girlfriend. However, we are only going to do so in the privacy of the house. Are you okay with that?”
“Uh, mom, do you mean we have to kiss and stuff?”
He was so cute. A guy his size talking like a scared little kid.
“For educational purposes only. I want you to know how to talk to a woman and how to treat her before you even get close to having sex. Don’t worry; I am as scared about this as you are. I’ve never had to have the talk with anyone before.