Mom trained me well

Note : This story is completely fictional!

I was eighteen years old the first time I had sex, and it was with my mother.

My father had died years earlier, so it was just mom and me growing up. And as I got older I started to realize how much I liked watching her.

And the funny thing was, is that it wasn't that hard to get a peek. Mom was very open with her nudity, even as I got older.

It wasn't unusual for her to walk into the bathroom while I was in there, and drop her robe and climb into the bath or shower.

There were also times that mom would walk around naked; from her room to the bathroom; from her room to kitchen.

As I got older, I kept noticing it and kept enjoying and always wanted to see more.

Even though mom was open with her nudity, I didn't think she'd be willing to just have me gawk at her, and then whack off, as I was starting to do on a regular basis whenever I did get the chance to catch a glimpse.

As I got older, I also got bolder. Since mom was so open with her nudity, I figured I should do the same.

So it wasn't unusual for either of us to catch a glimpse of each other.

But I thought that mom probably wasn't getting the same charge out of it that I was.

Then, one morning I awoke early. I headed out of my room for the bathroom to take a piss, and as was the case back then, I didn't bother to cover myself up.

I was a bit bummed that I didn't see mom in the living room or kitchen as I made my way, but then I realized she was still asleep in her room. I took a quick peek and saw her sleeping there, totally naked and uncovered.

I made my way to the bathroom and did my business, and also stroked my cock a few times envisioning the lucsious nakedness of my mother that I had just witnessed.

I started to make my way back to my room, but paused again at mom's bedroom door. She was still there sleeping and totally naked. So, I started to pump my cock as I looked at her.

For some reason, I eased my way into her room and inched closer to mom's bed while I still pumped my rigid cock.

I ended up standing right next to mom's bed and was very close to cumming when all of a sudden, mom woke up and turned to see me.

For an instant, I froze. Then I hurriedly started to make my way the hell out of there.

But, mom's calm voice called out to me. She told me to wait and come back.

Totally ashamed, I stood there for a moment with my back to her, but mom calmly called me back again.

I turned slowly and saw mom as she eased herself up into a sitting position, not bothering to cover herself, and mom again motioned for me to come back and even patted the bed next to her as she told me to sit down.

Sheepishly, I made my way back and slowly sat down next to my mom. It was so surreal to be sitting there next to my mom, both of us naked, and me still sporting a hard-on. But there I was.

Mom calmly asked me what I was doing, and I could only shrug and mumble a response.

Mom chuckled and told me it was okay. She said again that it was okay, and that she knew what was happening. I was young, and curious and interested in women. So it was natural that I was masturbating while I looked at her.

To say that I was shocked to hear mom say that would be an understatement. But at the same time, I was still so freaked out, I probably wouldn't have been shocked by anything at that point.

My mom calmly put a hand on my leg and slowly started to rub it. Mom again reassured me it was okay, and that she wasn't mad.

Mom sighed, and then chuckled as she said since I was the only woman I ever saw it was only natural that I'd be interested.

Then, mom eased her hand up my leg and grabbed my cock.

"It's okay, Dale," mom cooed into my ear. "I can be here for you and teach you everything you need to know."

I did try to look my mom in the eye at that point, but with her hand on my cock and her big tits right in front of me, it was very tough.

Mom then pulled me in for a hug and rubbed me warmly.

"It's okay, Dale," she whispered again. "I can teach you. Come and learn about sex."

In the blink of an eye, my mother had rolled over onto her back and guided my cock into her pussy.

My mind was so overwhelmed that I can't even remember what happend that first time.

All I know is that I had woken up around 7am, then my mom and I had sex, had a shower together, had breakfast, had sex again on the couch, had dinner, had sex in the kitchen, had a bath together, then had sex again before we drifted off to sleep in the same bed shortly after midnight.

Over the next two years, my mother was a very good teacher. Everything about sex I learned in that time. Mom taught me how to fuck well, how to eat her pussy, how to lick her asshole...everything.

We had some very memorable experiences through that time.

During our first year together, we did make our way on vacation to see some relatives. Needless to say, there was no sex while we were there, but on the trip home, we stopped off at a highway rest-stop with picnic areas.

Mom and I took a blanket into the woods nearby and had made love out there.

The following year, after visiting the same relatives, mom and I stopped off a motel on the way home. The only room they had available had one bed and was just off the front desk office. But, since we were mother and son, there was no problem with one bed.

Mom and I had such a wild fuck session that night though. It was the first time mom let me fuck her up the ass.

And I think we made alot of noise, because when we checked out, the same desk clerk who had checked us in gave us a very dirty look.

By the time I was twenty, I was finally done with high school, and it was time to figure out what I wanted to do with my life...other than having great sex with my mother.

For some reason, I decided that I wanted to try and get into acting. So I told my mother that's what I wanted, and if I was going to do it, I had to move to Toronto.

Mom did nothing, but give me well wishes and some money before I left...she also whispered to me to 'never forget what I taught you'.

I made my way to the big city. I found a couple of talent agencies and registered with one. But they told me that I would need a good and proper portfolio to get any work, and that would cost money which I didn't have.

So, I got myself a shit job, washing dishes at a restaurant, and every week I'd put some money into a 'trust' account with the talent agency to get this proper portfolio.

I was living in a shit-hole of a rooming house, washing dishes, and not getting any acting work. And to make matters worse, I wasn't having sex with my mother anymore.

To say I was bummed would be an understatement.

But then, one day, I went to drop off a few more bucks at the talent agency, as I left I met a guy named Rob.

He asked if he could buy me a beer and talk about some potential money making opportunities.

I was a bit apprehensive at first, but went along and let Rob make his pitch.

As we got our beers, Rob told me that hawks like him hung out outside of every talent agency in the city. Most were looking for young chicks, but Rob had other ideas.

Rob told me that he knew that he needed to have a 'niche' market if he wanted to make it as a porn producer. And he thought he had it.

At that time, there wasn't alot of 'fat', 'older' stuff on the market, and that's where Rob wanted to go. His only problem was that he was having trouble finding young, good-looking guys who could keep a hard-on while fucking these older and fatter chicks.

Rob told me he had plenty of available female content for what he wanted to do, he just needed some good, young, and hard cock to make it work.

I assured Rob that I could make it work.

So, over the next two weeks, I proved my worth to Rob.

My first job was with a 46 year old Mohawk woman who weighed about 200 lbs. Rob had us do it in the laundry room of an apartment buidling in the middle of the night.

My next job was with a 48 year old, who was a bit lighter.

The next job was me with a 56 year old, who kinda looked like my mom. And I fucked her with wild abandon.

Rob was convinced. He told me he had a 68 year old woman who was ready to go on camera but couldn't find a young guy who could keep it hard enough to fuck her.

Rob then admitted to me one of the 'niche' markets he wanted to go for was incest. He asked me if I could keep it hard while fucking this 68 year old if I called her 'gramma'.

There was a part of me that wanted to tell Rob that I had fucked my mother more timess than I had fucked on camera, but I just assured him that'd I'd be able to do it.

Less than a week later, Rob introduced me to Renata at a pub. He went over his plans for the shoot, and then made his way upstairs to the apartment where we would shoot.

While Renata and I were alone, we had a beer and she and I made small talk. She jokingly prodded me and hoped I could 'do the job'.

Apparently she'd been with three other guys who couldn't 'keep it up'.

I assured that I could.

Renata then asked if I had any problems with the 'incest angle' that Rob was proposing...and she added that she thought that was the reason that the other guys Rob had brought for her couldn't cut it because of that.

I wanted to tell her that it wasn't a problem because I had had sex with my mother, but I didn't know if that would have gone over so well.

So, I simply assured Renata that it would all go well.

As we waited for Rob to come and summon us, Renata asked about where I was living, and when I told her, she surprisingly offered up a bedroom in her place.

Before we could discuss it further, Rob came back and advised us he was ready.

The plan was for a grandson to show up to take his grandmother to dinner on her birthday, but she would be bummed and scantily dressed, because what she really wanted for her birthday was to get laid.

Renata and I both started to change into our respective outfits, and just before I headed out the door to 'knock', she gave me a look and said `I think you`re the one to pull this off'.

And I was.

I came into the room as the nice grandson, and when grandma was depreesed I fufilled her needs.

Rob was impressed by what Renata and I did that afternoon.

After it was over, Renata was the friendliest of the women that I'd worked with. She asked me it I wanted to have another beer downstairs, and I agreed.

We chatted for a bit and Renata then offered me a spare room she had at her place.

So, I accepted. I moved out of the rooming house I was in, and even though Renata offered me her spare room, I spent almost every night with her in her room.

During our time together, I told Renata about me and my mom. And she told me about her and her uncle and nephew.

Renata and I lived together for two years...and mom came to visit once. :)