”“You are shameless Mom,” I said and playfully smacked her ass. “And I love that about you.”Mom had come home that day Dad left and found me...nearly naked asleep in her bed. Her clothes s**ttered across a chair and the dresser drawer open. She knew something had chaned in me and was shocked to see her boy lying in her bed wearing her pink panties. But more than that, she had been shocked that her husband had run off with a former class mate. She was shocked to learn he had brought the woman to. Mom, I'm really cool with it. I like doing stuff with Tim and Ryan and they're not going to try to fuck my pussy and I promise I'll be careful with other guys. I thought she might give me a lot of mother stuff, but then she'd never been a really typical mother. She said, You know, you can tell me stuff, stuff you're doing and if you have questions or if anything scares you or anybody bothers you, you can tell me, you know that, right? Sure mom, I know. Then she gave me the rest of the. The rhythmic slurping continued, with him moaning in cadence. He gasped suddenly, and a second later she made a gagging sound."Sorry", she apologized, "I'm still fighting the reflex. But I'm learning!" He could only reply with gasps and encouraging noises.The bed told me that someone had moved."Please fuck me," I heard her whisper. The bed sloshed."No, no, not that. Just fuck me... Please?" More sloshing. Her voice turned husky. "Oh yeah, get on top of me... Oh yeah... Oh, that feels so. I stopped him and said, "Charles, just fuck me." He looked rather pleased at this and took off his boxers. His 9-inch dick slapped his stomach. My body got tense; this was the biggest hard-on I'd ever seen. He must have sensed my anxiety, as he leaned back over me, crotch on crotch, and whispered in my ear, "Don't worry, babe, I'll go slow. Tell me to stop and I will. I won't do anything you don't want me to do." This was reassuring, so I nodded and spread my legs back. He positioned his head.