They began to get ready for bed. Craig was in the bathroom, brushing his teeth. She grabbed the space heater and turned it up high, warming the cold r...om and then removed Her clothing and slipped into Her soft silk pajama top. Her bare bottom barely covered by the material, and Her breasts free inside it, She sat in the middle of the bed mentally preparing Her speech. Craig came out of the bathroom, stripping off his shirt. He tossed it into the hamper and turned, catching Her sitting on the. . I'm not a virgin, Alan. I tried masturbation when all the other girls at school talked about it; but when I touched myself I felt something, but it wasn't pleasure ... just ... odd! I even bought myself a penis-shaped vibrator off of the Internet when I was fourteen, so I would know what it felt like to have something inside me; but I never had an orgasm using it! And then when I was sixteen I asked a close male friend to have sex with me ... and he did his best, bless him; but he came and I. It allowed my small breasts to sit braless and still have some shape. The waist was tight and the skirt full. I was wearing it for Emily. During the curtain call I stood at the back of the hall and watched them all and felt a glow. I watched Emily take her bow. She looked superior and still in role. She accepted a bouquet graciously and received more, well-deserved applause. I had a drink, the first that evening, as the hall cleared. The cast emerged in dribs and drabs. Emily appeared and she. Gasp because he penetrated me for the first time and air because he came onto me like a hound in heat and I don't know when did I took my last breath. My heart is pounding like a racehorse.But the outcome was what we both wanted…naked on bed and he is fucking me. As if it was a muhurtam Arun stopped after he entered me. We lay there on the bed unmoved with the ultimate union a mother and son could have. I could see Arun's face glowing with pride, the pride that comes with a conquest, the pride.