What Moms Think

by Dedrie (OR)

Janice stood outside of the door of her son’s room, listening.

It was not that she meant to be so curious, but Jimmy had his best friend spending the night. She just happened to be passing by when she heard them talking.

“Oh, come on,” she heard her son’s friend say. “It’ll be fun.”

“I don’t know …” she heard her son reply hesitantly.

Janice could only imagine. His friend was trying to get Jumpy to such on his dick.

At first she was surprised. But then she thought how boys did do things like that just for fun. How it didn’t meant that they were gay or anything. As she stood there, she could just picture the two of them naked, their thin, youthful bodies boasting stiff erections.

Then she could picture her son holding his friend’s stiff penis, slowly leaning over to take the other boy’s erection into his mouth. At first doing so hesitantly, then with more confidence as this excited him. Perhaps with the other boy holding and playing with her son’s dick., fondling his stiff male length, and her son liking how this felt.

Janice thought how her son was at that age, being curious about sex. She thought that he pretty much knew about all of that, but then maybe he didn’t. His father had not said that he had had the talk with him. Maybe should have taken it upon herself to do that, to explain.

How could she explain? It would easier just to show him. Have him get naked with her and she could show him how it worked. What would his father say about that? Would he understand and think that this was a good idea? Would he be upset because she had fucked with her own son?

Some mothers, she knew, did this. That it was not all that uncommon for a mother to teach her son properly about sex and reproduction. Yet, could she ever do that? How would she feel lying naked on the bed with her son on top of her, between her legs, feeling his stiff youthful penis pushed into her vagina. Of course she was on the pill, so he wouldn’t get her pregnant when he ejaculated in her.

And doing that together, they would probably do it more than once. Maybe two of three times. Her son would no doubt want to do that in his youthful enthusiasm. Perhaps she might even want him to do it with her multiple times just for the sheer enjoyment. She knew that when she as thoroughly aroused how insatiable she could be.

Would she feel like she was taking advantage if she enjoyed it?

And how would she feel if she started having an orgasm, letting him see her in her throws female sexual heat and passion?

“Come on, Jimmy … use that remote and let’s get this game started. It’s not that late. We can just play for a little while.”

“Okay. I guess so,” Janice heard her son say.

Janice put a hand to her mouth. They were talking about playing video game. That was all. Her cheeks blushed scarlet. Oh, dear! She thought. She had let herself become completely carried away. There was nothing sexual going on between her son and his friend.

She suddenly felt embarrassed by her lurid sexual thoughts. Of having contemplated having sex with her own son to teach him the facts of life. Although, just having heard what she had in the beginning, she supposed that was only natural.

Now she just felt silly as she walked on. Although it had been quite titillating to be sure.