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Danny's Mom Makes Him a Motherfucker
by MuffDiver ([email protected])


I was born on my mother's 18th birthday. We shared the
exact same birthday and I can remember as I was growing
up how she would always tell me how much she loved her
birthday gift and how lucky she was to have such a
beautiful smart son for her birthday. It always made me
feel good and warm all over to hear my mother talk
about me that way. I knew that she and I together were
very special and I loved her with all my heart. I would
have done anything to please her.

She in turn constantly doted on me and used to spend a
lot of time with me after school and on weekends and
during summer vacations taking me with her every where
she went– shopping, to the park, and sometimes to see
some romance type movies, and I loved being with her.

I could see how men would stare at her and I knew it
was because she was so beautiful and that made me
proud. (At the time I was still too young to imagine
the kind of sexual lust she stirred in those staring
men. All I knew is that she was a beautiful, desirable
woman to other men, but that she was my mom and
belonged to me, and not to them).

My earliest meaningful memories of my mom go back to
when I was about six or seven years old. She would have
been about 24 or 25 at that time and I think that was
when I first became consciously aware of the fact that
my mother was a beautiful woman– kind of tall for a
woman at the time at 5' 10" with long shapely legs
attached to curvaceous hips with a small waist topped
by large soft tits with big nipples.

She had long, soft, and silky light brown hair that
fell just below her shoulders which she used to comb
and let hang over one of her eyes in that sultry
Hollywood style of the 40's and 50's with large almond
shaped brown eyes and full pouty lips which she always
painted with bright red lipstick.

She loved to wear tight blouses and sweaters like the
Hollywood movie stars of that era and I remember how
her tits used to jiggle under her blouses and sweaters
when she moved and you could see where her nipples were
by the way they were poking out against the thin fabric
of her clothes. (When I got older those jiggling tits
used to turn me on so much that I would fantasize about
sucking them while I jacked off). In short, my mom was
a knockout– a real sexpot.

Mom and Dad got married when she was a little over 17 I
think, but I really don't know. It's just a pure guess
on my part by working backwards from my birthday and
adding at least nine months for when she was pregnant
with me. The truth is that I really know almost nothing
about how they met or how they came to be married since
Mom never wanted to talk about it, and Dad never talked
about anything much at all.

All I know is that Dad was a soldier during the war (WW
II) and met my mother around 1945 just before he was to
go overseas. The war ended before he had to go and he
stayed in the Army for about another 18 months before
he was discharged and during that time continued dating
mom until they were eventually married.

I don't have any special memories about my Dad. It
seems like during my formative growing years he was
either working or sleeping. Dad was a big 6'4" tall
handsome man who had to drop out of high school at 16
to help his mom and dad make a living for their family
and of course he never went to college. I think he was
basically a good man that never got a break.

He was a plain factory laborer with no particular
skills who was always working, and often worked the
night and mid-night shifts back to back (night shifts
paid more than day shift) to make enough money to
support my mom and I. So dad and I never really had a
"father-son" relationship. He never treated me badly
but he just never had time for me to treat me any way
at all. Mom was my love and total support.

We didn't have a TV at home when I was growing up, and
when we were at home and not out together on one of our
outings to the park or the movies and the like, mom
used to read a lot of magazines full of mushy romantic
love stories and articles about rich and glamorous
Hollywood stars and their escapades. Sometimes she
would play cards or board games (like Gin and
Parcheesi) with me to pass the time away.

Her favorite pastime was to play records of romantic
songs and ballads of that day and dance slowly by
herself with her eyes semi-closed and this dreamy,
languid expression on her face pretending she was
dancing with a man. I used to love to watch her dance
that way and wished that I were the man in her arms. By
the time I was nine years old I had grown just tall
enough that mom started to ask me to dance with her
when she would play her records. She said that she
would teach me how to be an expert dancer so that I
would be a big hit with all the girls when I started
dating.

I wasn't thinking about girls yet and so I really
didn't care whether I learned how to dance or not, but
I was ecstatic about the idea of holding my mother
close and being in her arms with my head resting on her
stomach. By the time I was somewhere between 10 and 11
years old I was just tall enough that when we danced my
head came to about the level of the middle part of her
tits and I could feel their warmth and softness when I
laid my head on them as we danced.

How I loved that feeling. I could feel how soft they
were on my cheek and could feel her nipples through her
clothes pressing on my face. I know mom loved it too
because she would put her hand on the back of my head
caressing it and pushing it against her tits to make
firmer contact.

That's when I began to get these strange warm feelings
in the pit of my stomach that extended all over my body
and made my stomach tingle. At the time I didn't know
exactly what all that meant. All I knew was that I
loved being in my mother's arm with my head resting on
her tits.

It was also about that same time when I was about 10 or
11 that I became aware that Mom and Dad were not
entirely happy together. They frequently had
disagreements and arguments in low voices so I couldn't
hear what they were fighting about, but I heard enough
at various times to understand that it had something to
do with sex. Exactly what, I had no clue at the time
because what I knew about sex at age 10 or 11 you could
put into a thimble.

I knew that girls and women didn't have pricks, but
instead had a hole between their legs called a pussy
and that babies were made when a man stuck his prick
into a woman's pussy, and that was about the extent of
my knowledge. Remember, this was the middle 1950's and
there was no such thing as sex education in the
schools, and polite people didn't talk about sex at
all. Whatever it was, it was something that happened
behind closed doors by married people.

My sex education took place on the playground where I
learned from older k**s who tried to act older than
they were and talk dirty and brag about how much they
knew about sex using words and terms such as fuck,
screw, cunt, clit, hitting the moon, shooting a wad,
cock-sucking, beating-off, etc. Most of us, including
me, didn't know what all those words and terms really
meant (and neither did the k**s that were using them
95% of the time), but we sure weren't going to open our
mouths to ask and then get laughed off the playground.

Anyway, we lived in a simple small two-story, three
bedroom wood frame house. The three bedrooms were all
upstairs on one side of the house in a row with a long
corridor that ran from the head of the stairs at the
front of the house to the back of the house where there
was a bathroom at the end of the corridor. My Mom and
Dad slept in the front bedroom at the head of the
stairs and I had the back bedroom next to the bathroom.
Mom used the middle bedroom as her sewing room.

I could almost always tell when my parents were having
sex at night because sounds traveled easily through the
thin wooden walls of those bedrooms and I could often
hear the squeaking bed springs and my Dad's grunting
from time to time. Of course, I didn't know exactly
what he was doing to her at that time, but it's clear
now that he was fucking Mom.

Every once in a while, when I was laying in my bed at
night not yet asleep listening to Dad fuck Mom, he
would suddenly stop and I would hear his feet hit the
floor followed by their bedroom door flying open and
his heavy footsteps coming down the hall heading to the
bathroom. When he would pass my open bedroom door I
could see him holding his hard cock in his hand and
sometimes he was stroking it.

(During hot summer months it was common for folks like
us to sleep with our bedroom doors open and windows up
to get a cooling night breeze to flow through the room.
We didn't have air conditioning. Even my parents would
sleep that way unless they were fucking. It didn't take
me long to figure out that whenever their door was
closed, that was a good indicator that Dad was going to
fuck Mom.)

When he would get to the bathroom he would stay in
there for about 5 to 10 minutes and I could sometimes
hear him grunting followed by the toilet flushing then
after another a minute or two I could hear him take a
piss and then the toilet would flush again and he would
go back to bed. I later came to understand that
whenever that happened he was beating off after fucking
mom and shooting his cum into the toilet.

After I became aware that my parents were probably
fucking when their bedroom door was closed at night, I
used to sneak down the hall and put my ear to the wall
where their bed was and listen to them fucking. Most of
the time all I would hear is the bed creaking and my
dad occasionally grunting as he pounded Mom's pussy and
if I was listening carefully I could sometimes hear
when he was cumming when he would usually grunt 3 or 4
times quickly in succession followed by a long
aaaaaaahhhhhhhh. Then my mother would usually say
something like "Ok Herb, now get off me so I can go
clean out my cunt."

One night I remember they argued while he was fucking
her. My mom said, "Dammit Herb, what's taking you so
long to cream. Hurry up. You're heavy as lead and I'm
tired."

Dad said, "Listen bitch, I'll shoot my wad when I'm
damn good and ready to. You know if you would move that
ass of yours once in a while instead of just laying
there like a cold slab of meat it might help. Now shut
up and tighten up those cunt muscles of yours. I feel
like I'm ramming my cock into an empty cave."

And Mom replied, "There's nothing wrong with my cunt
asshole. It's still the tightest cunt you'll ever find.
Did you ever think the problem might be your skinny
little pencil thin prick? Why don't you just go down to
the toilet and beat it off, that's if you can find it?"

Dad would say, "Why should I? It looks like that's what
your cunt is for, since every time I stick my dick in
it, it feels just like I'm beating it off anyway. Now
start moving that big ass of yours or I'm going to pull
out of your cunt cave and ram my cock up your tight
little ass. Maybe I'll get some action that way.

And Mom finally said, "Listen Herb, I'm tired of this
shit now and I need some sleep. Just get off me and let
me beat it off right here so we can both get some
sleep." And I could hear my Dad rolling off the top of
her and then hear the sounds of her jacking off my
Dad's cock until I could hear him grunt followed by his
long aaaaahhhhh as he would cum all over my mother's
hand.

Then my mother would say, "Dammit, now I got your slimy
cream all over my hand and arm. I'm going to have to go
scrub it off." That would be my cue to quickly tip toe
back down to my room before Mom could get out of bed
and head for the bathroom.

On another night I heard Dad trying to get my Mom to
let him fuck her.

Dad: "C'mon Angie, roll over and spread your legs, I
need a piece of ass."

Mom: "Not tonight Herb. It's the wrong time, so leave
me alone."

Dad: "Whadda ya mean not tonight? I'm ready now! And
when I'm ready, it's never the wrong time! Now roll
your ass over dammit and open up that cunt."

Mom: "Go away Herb. I said not tonight and I mean it.
Why don't you just go down to your favorite street
corner and fuck that little whore you're so sweet on
and leave me alone. I know you've fucked her lots of
times before."

Dad: "Now give me one good reason why I should pay for
a piece of ass with that street whore when I have a
free piece of ass right here with a whore I've already
bought and paid for."

Mom: (Sobbing) You lousy son of a bitch. You're a real
bastard Herb. I'm not a whore and don't you ever forget
it.

Dad: Oh yeah, well what do you call it when you fucked
and sucked almost every cock in the whole damn platoon
before I met you and then after we met and you were
telling me how much you loved me and how I was the only
man for you, you still pulled a train with almost half
of them one night– 15 of them no less. Shorty told me
that you fucked each one of them one right after the
other and then went back around again and gave each of
them a cum swallowing blowjob- only five days before we
were married!! Five fucking days!!!

How do you think I felt when I found out about it four
months later when some of the guys were asking how I
liked the married life and getting a free blow job
every night. When I told them you weren't that kind of
woman, they laughed their asses off and asked if I
didn't know that you were the best whore and cocksucker
in town bragging to me about what a great cocksucker
you were. That's when Shorty told me how you pulled
their train.

You whoring bitch. You made me look like a stupid,
hillbilly hick that didn't have any better sense than
to marry a whore. If that's not a whore then I don't
know what one is. Accept it baby. You're a whore all
right. So start acting like one and spread your legs
and open up that cunt cave of yours."

Mom: (sobbing heavily) "You rotten son of a bitch. I
didn't make you look like a stupid hillbilly hick
because that's what you already were asshole. And
that's what you still are. One of these days I'm going
to cut your balls off then you won't even need a whore
anymore." (more heavy crying)

Dad: "Aw shit, what's the use. I'm going to sleep."

And on yet another night they seemed to be fucking
without any distractions and Mom seemed to be really
enjoying it by the sounds of her moaning and little
squeals of pleasure when my Dad started his grunting
just before cumming and all of a sudden I heard my Mom
cry out, "Damn you Herb. I told you not to cream in me
tonight. It's not the right time. Now I'm going to have
to go and flush out my cunt 3 or 4 times real good and
that's going to take almost an hour and make a big
mess."

Dad said, "Quit your bitching Angie. What did you want
me to do, cum on the bed or all over your tits? You
would have bitched more if I had done either one."

Mom replied, "You know Herb, you're a first class
asshole. You could have just pulled out of my cunt as
you started to cum and caught your cum in your hand,
and it would have been easy to just go down to the
bathroom and dump it in the toilet and wash your hand.

Dad answered, "Listen cunt, it will be a cold day in
hell before you ever catch me cumming in my hand.
That's sick."

Mom said, "No Herb, you're the one that's sick."

Dad sneered at her, "How about it Angie, if next time,
I just jam it in your mouth and cum down your throat. I
bet you'd like that wouldn't you. It would remind you
of your whoring days as a first class cocksucker."

Mom sneered back, "You'll be sorry if you ever try that
you bastard because I'll bite the damn thing off."
Shorty was right. I was the best damn cocksucker in
town, but you will never know it asshole because it'll
be the same cold day in hell when you cum in your hand
that you will ever get me to suck your cock.

Dad said, "Yeah, yeah, yeah." And he evidently rolled
over and went to sleep.

As the days and months passed and I got older and all
these things started to coalesce in my young mind I
began to understand that my mother was not happy with
her life in general and for sure not with her sex life.
I didn't understand a lot of the things they said to
each other and what they meant when they were fighting
in bed like "whore" and "pulling a train" but I
instinctively knew that they must be bad and they were
saying those things to hurt each other and I didn't
understand why.

Sometimes during the day I would observe her crying
very quietly to herself trying to hide it so I wouldn't
notice. Sometimes I would try and cheer her up by
asking her, "What's wrong Mom? Did I do something
wrong? Please don't cry."

She would almost always put her arms around me and hold
me tight against her bosom and say something like, "Oh,
no, no Danny. Of course you didn't do anything wrong
darling. You're my precious angel birthday gift and I
love you so much. You're so good to me. Mommy was just
thinking about a very sad thing that happened a long
time ago and it just made me sad for a little while,
that's all. Everything's fine. Why don't we put some
records on and dance a little bit, ok? Would you like
that honey?" And of course I always said yes.

One day about a week before my 14th birthday and my
Mom's 32nd birthday was just like I described above.
Mom had been sitting on the sofa softly crying and I
tried to comfort her and she held me tight to her body
with my head on her bosom with her nipples pressing on
my cheek. That felt really good but after a while she
said, "Why don't you dance with me a little honey. That
will cheer us up." So we started to dance like we
always did when she was especially sad or unhappy.

By then I had grown to where I was almost the same
height as Mom and I couldn't easily rest my head on her
tits anymore. But I held her close so I could feel her
soft tits and nipples against my chest, which always
made me feel good. It was a warm summer day and Mom and
I were both wearing shorts.

As we danced closely together she held me so close that
her pussy mound was pressing against my cock and balls
and our bare thighs were rubbing against each other. I
started to feel that warm little feel-good sensation in
the pit of my stomach like I had always felt whenever
we danced, and then I started to get a hard-on, but
that didn't particularly concern me.

I had gotten hard-ons many times before while dancing
with Mom but nothing ever happened when I did, and Mom
always ignored them as nothing out of the ordinary.
About the only thing she ever said was when I got a
hard-on and it stuck straight out against my pants
instead of lying flat against my stomach or running
straight down my pant leg against my leg. Then she
would smile at me and say, "Danny honey, when your
penis gets hard like that and sticks straight out, you
need to either make it lay flat against your stomach or
push it down your pant leg. It's not polite to let it
stick straight out like that."

And I would say, "I know. I'm sorry mom. It's just that
sometimes the tip gets stuck against my pants as it
starts getting hard and then it just stays there as it
gets bigger."

She said, "I know it's not your fault dear. But don't
worry. All young boys and men get hard-ons. It's a
normal thing to happen. But proper young gentlemen do
not call attention to their hard-ons by letting them
stick out like a flagpole. Whenever that happens just
reach down and either pull it up or push it down,
whichever is easier, but don't let it stick straight
out. If it embarrasses you to be handling your penis
like that, then make out like you're adjusting your
belt or something like that. No one will pay any
attention to what you're doing."

So this time when my cock started to get hard it was
already pointing up laying flat against my stomach and
I didn't think any thing was out of the ordinary. I was
just enjoying that beautiful feeling that I always got
when my body was pressed up tight against my mother's
body whenever we danced together.

But as we continued to dance and Mom was swaying her
hips to the rhythm of the music her pussy was rubbing
the underside of my now rock hard cock. We were pressed
up so tight against each other that the shaft of my
cock had spread her pussy lips slightly apart and was
nestled in the valley of her pussy. The feeling in my
stomach spread to my legs and thighs and was beginning
to intensify a little. I was loving it because I knew
what that feeling meant.

I had been masturbating for over a year by then and I
recognized the feeling that was beginning to suffuse my
body as I danced with Mom as the same feeling I would
get whenever I would look at the pictures and read the
letters to the editors in my stash of porno magazines
and fantasize about fucking beautiful women and having
them suck my cock.

Whenever I got that feeling I would start stroking my
cock and after a few strokes the feeling would quickly
intensify and focus on my groin area and make my balls
start to tingle and my cock to throb followed by the
most exquisite firing of every nerve ending in my body
as my cock would erupt with massive jets of cum. But
this was the first time that I felt that feeling spread
from my stomach to all over my body as I danced with my
Mom and it was really making me excited inside to know
that she was making me want to masturbate.

I decided that when the song that we were dancing to
ended, that I would excuse myself saying that I had to
go pee and would be right back, and then run to the
bathroom to masturbate real quick before the feeling
left me. But before I knew what was happening the
feeling suddenly greatly intensified and I could sense
my cock starting to throb and then without warning I
had a massive orgasm and my cock began shooting out a
torrent of warm, sticky cum that flooded the front of
my shorts and started running down my legs.

My cock kept pumping out more and more cum until the
orgasmic feeling reached an exquisite peak greater and
more pleasurable than I had ever felt before when I
masturbated by jacking off my cock with my hand. It
flooded every part of my body and I involuntarily let
out a loud groan and exquisite sigh of sheer pleasure.

My mother's body tensed a bit and she exclaimed in a
surprised voice, "What happened Danny?"

I knew what had happened for sure, but I didn't want my
Mom to know that I knew all about orgasms and cumming
and stuff like that. I would have been mortified and
embarrassed if she knew that I was enjoying having an
orgasm with her. She would surely find out that I knew
a lot more about sex than she thought I did and would
discover that I regularly enjoyed masturbating myself
to pictures of naked women fucking and sucking, and I
didn't want her to think that I was some kind of
pervert.

All of those thoughts raced through my mind as she
asked that simple question, "What happened Danny?"

In that split second, I decided to pretend that I
didn't understand what had happened and maybe she would
think that orgasms and cumming was a brand new
experience for me and I tried to act surprised as I
stammered, "I-I'm sorry mom. I don't know exactly what
happened, but I think I accidentally peed my pants. I'm
so embarrassed."

Then mom pulled away and looked down at my pants and
leg and her leg where some of my cum had rubbed off on
it. She reached down and scooped up some of the cum off
her leg and on to her finger, looked at it, tasted it
with her tongue, and then smiled broadly and said, "Oh
no sweetheart, you didn't pee in your pants. You
creamed yourself!

I said, "What do you mean mom? What do you mean I
creamed myself? How did I do that? I didn't do
anything! It just happened by itself! What's cream
anyway?"

Mom pulled me back close to her and gave me a quick
kiss on the lips and then said, "Calm down Danny. It's
ok sweetie. Really, it's ok. But do you mean you really
don't know what happened? Hasn't dad talked to you
about girls yet and what happens between girls and
boys?" I said, "No ma'am, he hasn't. Dad never talks to
me about anything."

Mom looked up and away muttering under her breath to
herself, "That SOB. That's just like the bastard, only
thinking of himself again." Then she looked back at me
and held my face in her hands and kissed me again
quickly on the lips and said, "No matter darling. I
think what just happened is that you just took your
first step into manhood. I know you're confused right
now but everything is wonderful.

You have started to become a man and I'll explain
everything to you soon and help you through this
confusing period. But first, let's get you up to the
bathroom so we can get you cleaned up and then we will
have a little talk about the birds and the bees. It's
way past time for you to learn about these things so
you don't accidentally get some girl in trouble, or
worse have some hot little honey take advantage of you.

I was ecstatically relieved. I had pulled it off! Mom
wouldn't find out about how much I loved to fantasize
about fucking women and having them suck my dick while
I beat my meat. All I had to do now was to let her
explain all about sex to me, and that really excited
me.

Mom took me up to the bathroom and stood me up in the
bathtub and told me to drop my pants and shorts so she
could wash me off. I started to resist at first and
said, "MOM, I can do that! You're not supposed to see
me naked!" Mom chuckled at me and said, "Be quiet
silly. I'm your mother. Don't you think I haven't seen
you naked plenty of times before? I used to change your
diapers. Now drop those pants so I can clean you off."
And I said, "Oh, alright," and dropped my shorts and
underwear.

Mom started running warm water into the tub and got a
washcloth to start cleaning me up. When she looked over
at my groin area to start, she got a good look at my
cock and everything else. By then my cock was not rock
hard anymore, but neither was it completely limp. It
was sort of hanging down in an in-between state of
semi-hardness and was about 6-1/2 inches long. (It was
only about 7-1/2 inches long when hard at that time.
Today it's a respectable 8-1/2 inches when hard.)

My cum was spread all over my stomach area, pubic hair,
cock, balls, and down my thighs and legs. Mom said,
"Well sport you sure did a number because you have
cream spread all over yourself. You really shot a huge
load, but from the size of you I guess I'm not
surprised."

Then she giggled a little and said sort of to herself,
"It won't be long before you will be beating the girls
off with a stick when they get wind of the size of your
cock. That is some impressive weapon baby, and you're
still growing." Then she started to wash my stomach and
clean out my navel since some of the cum had gotten in
there. As she was washing me she began to talk to me.

"Honey, now what I think just happened when we were
dancing is that you had your first real orgasm. Do you
know what an orgasm is honey?" "No ma'am, I don't think
so. I mean I'm not sure, unless it means spitting cum
out of my cock into a cunt."

Mom said sternly, "Don't use those kinds of words
Danny. They're not nice. The correct word for your cock
is penis, and the correct word for cum is sperm, and
the correct word for cunt is vagina. And your penis
does not "spit" out sperm when you are sexually exited.
It ejaculates sperm.

Words like cock, cum, cunt, and others like them are
vulgar words that young boys and men and sometimes
girls and women use when they want to talk dirty and
disrespectfully to try and impress people with how
manly, or sophisticated, or worldly they think they
are. But all they accomplish is to display how
uncultured and common, and vulgar they really are.

I'm your mother Danny, and because I am also a woman I
have a vagina. How would you like to hear people refer
to me as a 'cunt' all the time?"

I said, "Oh mom, you know I wouldn't, and if anyone
ever did I would punch their lights out." Mom smiled,
"I know you would darling and I love you for it. I'm
just trying to make sure you understand the difference.

I know you are going to use these kinds of vulgar words
among your young friends as you banter among yourselves
to impress each other, and tell dirty jokes, and brag
to each other about your conquests with the young
ladies. And later when you start making love to girls
and are having intercourse with them, you and they both
will probably use them because vulgar or dirty talking
often raises the level of excitement and pleasure when
you're having intercourse with a female. But you must
never use them in public with people who you want to
think well of you and respect you."

I acted very contrite and said, "I understand Mom and
I'm sorry and I won't do it again, but Mom, you use the
word cream instead of sperm. Why is that ok?"

She answered, "I know I do Danny and that's a good
question. I started using that word years ago because I
was, and still am, very shy and embarrassed about
talking about sex with anyone that I didn't know real
well, and so I got in the habit of finding innocent
words to use in place of the real words when I
absolutely had to talk about sex matters with someone
like my mother, or a doctor or someone like that.

Cream is not a vulgar word. It is a perfectly good word
that is used to describe many ordinary things like face
cream, cream from milk, whipped cream on cake and ice
cream, and stuff like that. I have other innocent words
that I sometimes use like you might sometimes hear me
say "your thing" instead of your penis. But words like
cum and cunt have only one meaning. They are intended
to be a dirty, vulgar reference to something that is
perfectly normal. So cum is just a vulgar substitute
for sperm to describe the milky like fluid that is
ejaculated from a penis during orgasm and cunt is a
vulgar reference to a woman's vagina. Do you understand
the difference dear?"

"Yes Mom. I really do," I said.

Mom continued, "Now, do you understand what happens
when a man ejaculates his sperm into a woman's vagina
and why women like for men to put their penises into
their vaginas?"

I answered, "I think so Mom. Women need a penis in
their vagina to make a baby, don't they?"

Mom said, "Well that's the general idea son. But the
conditions have to be just right for a baby to made.
You see a woman's body produces a little tiny egg every
month that is deposited deep in her body at the upper
end of her vagina.

That egg needs to be fertilized before it can grow into
a baby. But there are only a few days after the egg is
produced that it can be fertilized, and if it isn't,
then it is washed out of the woman's body through her
vagina. And about a month later her body produces
another egg.

The sperm that a man ejaculates into the woman's vagina
is the fertilizer that the egg needs to grow into a
baby. The sperm contains millions of tiny little bits
of fertilizer that look something like polliwogs under
a microscope. Those little sperm polliwogs swim up the
vagina looking for the egg, and when they find it, they
fertilize the egg so it can grow into a baby.

The right time for an egg to be fertilized by sperm
happens for just a few days during a woman's monthly
cycle and then she has her period. Her period is when
the process of flushing an egg out of her vagina that
has not been fertilized occurs. It usually lasts for a
few days and happens on average about once a month.
That's when she wears a Kotex, or sometimes a Tampax to
soak up the fluid discharge that flushes out the old
egg from her vagina.

That usually means she has not had a penis in her
vagina to ejaculate some sperm while she had an egg
waiting to be fertilized, but at times even when she
has had a penis ejaculate sperm into her vagina with an
egg waiting, none of the sperm polliwogs are able to
successfully find and fertilize her egg.

So, making a baby is also partly a matter of luck. And
the more often a woman has a penis in her vagina
ejaculating sperm during her monthly cycle, the better
the chances are that one of those little sperm
polliwogs will find and fertilize her egg at the right
time.

So to make sure that men and women like to engage in
lots of intercourse that will result in lots of babies
being made- intercourse is what it's called when a man
sticks his penis in a woman's vagina to ejaculate his
sperm, the vulgar word for that is fucking - anyway,
nature, or God, created the orgasm as an exquisite
pleasurable feeling that men and women experience in
order to make them want to have lots of intercourse
with each other.

The peak of a man's orgasm occurs when he ejaculates
his sperm, and the woman's orgasm is caused by the
man's penis rubbing the inside of her vagina and hits a
peak when she feels his sperm filling her vagina. You
remember the feeling... "

As Mom was talking to me and washing the cum, I mean
sperm, off my body, my penis once again had gotten rock
hard as Mom kept handling it and moving it around as
she was washing around my groin area and getting all
the sperm out of my pubic hair.

She was just starting to explain to me what an orgasm
was like while she was on her knees facing my penis and
holding it in the palm of her hand as she was cleaning
the sperm off the top of it, and asked me if I
remembered the exquisite feeling I had when I began to
ejaculate my sperm.

I said yes, it was a fantastic feeling, and as I was
saying that, I could sense that same feeling starting
to build in me again. And right at that time Mom raised
up my penis and started to wash the underside with soap
using her hand to rub the soap up and down it's 7-1/2
inches of rock hard, hot flesh.

I knew I should interrupt her to tell her the feeling
she was describing was starting to build in me again,
but she was talking non-stop and washing my penis and
it felt so fantastic that I didn't want it to stop and
so I kept telling myself – "just a little longer and
I'll tell her, just a little longer," and then as the
feeling intensified, "I'll tell her just before I start
to orgasm," and before I knew it, I lost all control
and my penis began to ejaculate again when it was
pointing right at her face.

The first big wad of sperm hit her square in the mouth
as she was talking about orgasms and before she could
react two more wads hit her, one on the right side of
her nose just above her upper lip and the other one on
her upper left cheek.

Mom jerked her head back as my penis spurted a few more
jets of sperm on her chin and throat, looking
completely surprised and stunned, and then exclaimed
"Oh my goodness! What a surprise! Aren't you the randy
one now. I didn't think you would have another load
ready for another half an hour at least."

I was terrified at what I had done because I was afraid
that she would discover that I was not as innocent and
inexperienced as I was pretending to be and she would
realize that I was enjoying letting her make me cum. I
could see that the first big wad of sperm had entered
directly into her mouth and I could see the thick white
cream coating her teeth, gums, and tongue and puddling
in the back of her mouth and I immediately started
babbling and crying,

"I'm sorry mom, I'm so sorry I didn't mean to do it, I
couldn't help it, Please forgive me, Please don't hate
me... " And then the most amazing thing happened that
stopped me cold in my tracks.

Mom looked at me and smiled and then took her tongue
and started licking her teeth, gums and lips saying,
"Mmmmm, very tasty."

Then as the wad of sperm that hit on the right side of
her nose began sliding down on to her upper lip she
took her tongue and directed the flow of sperm into her
mouth which she swallowed. I recovered my senses, and
resumed my acting and yelled, "Mom what are you doing?
Stop! That's cum that you're eating. It's dirty like
piss."

She gave me a dreamy smile as she took her finger and
scooped up the third wad that had hit on her left cheek
and then put her finger into her mouth and sucked her
finger clean, letting the cum slide down her throat
then she replied very calmly,

"No it's not honey. It's not cum and its not dirty.
It's sperm. It's your sperm my darling- my baby's good
clean sperm and it tastes delicious. It's the best
tasting sperm I have ever eaten and I love it."

Mom finished scooping up all the remaining cum off her
face, chin, and throat with her fingers and sucking it
down her throat with her mouth and then took the tip of
my penis and put it in her mouth and sucked out all the
creamy sperm that was still in my piss hole and then
wiped her face with the washcloth and said, "Now where
were we? Oh yes, orgasms. But I think you already know
what an orgasm is now don't you sweetie?"

I was still semi-stunned at what I had just seen her do
and all I could say was, "I sure do Mom."

Mom said, "I'm sure you do too my sweet." Then she kind
of shook her head like she was clearing cobwebs or
something and said,

"Well, now back to business but first there are a few
things that we need to discuss about what has just
happened today. I want you to understand that
everything that has happened today is not your fault
Danny – especially this last orgasm. It's all my fault,
even though I'm not sorry it happened. I should have
known better.

You see Danny when a man has an orgasm and ejaculates
all his sperm it usually takes at least 30 min to an
hour before he can have another orgasm because it takes
his body that is his testicles that long to replenish
his supply of sperm.

I thought that in view of the huge amount of sperm you
ejaculated when we were dancing that it would be at
least an hour before you would be ready to ejaculate
again. So when I was washing your penis and it got hard
again, I wasn't worried. I didn't think you would be
ready to ejaculate again for at least another half
hour.

But I was wrong because what I forgot was that young
virile men just entering manhood with a super intense
sex drive just like you have, frequently can have
orgasms every 10 or 15 minutes for hours at a time. So
when I was washing your penis, I was rubbing it with my
hand and the wash-cloth which was just like I was
masturbating it, and of course it reacted like any
normal penis that was being masturbated and generated
another big orgasm as it ejaculated new sperm into my
mouth and on my face.

So what just happened is my fault honey not yours. You
reacted exactly as any normal healthy young man who was
having his penis rubbed by a woman would react. You
have nothing to be ashamed of or sorry about. Do you
understand that?"

I nodded my head yes, but Mom said, "NO. I want to hear
you say it Danny. I want to hear you say that you
understand it wasn't your fault that you ejaculated
your sperm into my mouth. It's important."

I said, "I understand Mom. I know it wasn't my fault
that I ejaculated my sperm into your mouth and face.

Mom smiled and said, "Good Danny. I love you very much
my darling son. As you grow into a man Danny, you will
learn that many women, including me, love the taste of
a man's sperm and it's not unusual for them to want to
suck it out of a man's penis. There is nothing wrong
with that honey. It's just a normal part of making
love.

And just like a lot of women like the taste of sperm
and enjoy eating it, so do a lot of men like the taste
of the juices that are produced by a woman's pussy and
her vagina, and they like to suck it up with their
mouths and eat it too. That's what is usually called
"eating pussy", or sometimes, "sucking out a cunt."

I'll be teaching you all about these things, baby as I
help you through this transition from being a boy to
becoming a man. Now give me a big kiss and hug
sweetheart."

And so I kneeled down in the tub and put my arms around
my Mom and held her tight and gave her a big kiss and
then told her, "I love you Mom with all my heart. I
want to always be with you forever."

I could see a small tear roll down her cheek as she
replied, "And I love you too with all my heart and I
always want to be with you as well my darling."

Then she said, "Now let me finish washing the sperm off
your body. Don't worry, I won't be washing your penis
again. I already cleaned all the sperm off of it from
your first ejaculation and it didn't get any more on it
the second time since all of it ended up in my mouth
and on my face. But we still have to get all the sperm
out of your pubic hair and off your legs because it
gets hard when it dries and it will hurt to wash it out
if you wait until then." Then she continued washing me
off and took up where she left off before I shot my
sperm into her mouth.

"Now Danny it's obvious why you had an orgasm while I
was washing your penis, but can you tell me why you had
one when we were dancing? I mean, what were you
thinking about that got you so excited? Do you have a
girlfriend that excites you and lets you feel her up...
were you thinking about her... maybe her breasts, Have
you started masturbating yet and were thinking about
that? The reason I'm asking these questions Danny is to
understand what caused your orgasm so I can know how to
best help you through this time of transition from
being a little boy to becoming a man."

I replied, "I wasn't thinking about anything Mom. If
masturbating is the same thing as jacking-off or
beating meat that I have heard some of the guys talking
about, then I have never done anything like that yet.
I'm not even sure how to do it and I'm not going to ask
any of my friends either and look like a dork. And I
don't have any steady girlfriend either, although I
have been interested in a few girls in my class who
already have big tits and I have thought about how much
fun it would be to feel them and maybe suck on their
nipples but I haven't had the nerve to try yet."

Then Mom chuckled, and said, "Yeah, you're normal all
right but it sounds like this is the first time you
have ejaculated sperm out of your penis as the result
of an orgasm. Later I'll teach you how to masturbate so
you can make your own orgasms when you don't have a
female to make love with."

Then she said, "You know Danny, I noticed several
months ago that your testicles had started producing
sperm when I noticed sperm deposits on your under
shorts a couple of times when I was washing them so I
knew that you were entering puberty. But I thought it
would be another year before you started to get really
randy. You were probably having wet dreams and didn't
notice it. And that explains your building interest in
girls with big tits.

That's going to get a lot stronger dear, and you're
going to start noticing other things about girls as
well like their pretty legs, and soft round bottoms.
And you're going to start having great big urges to
want to stick your penis into a girl's vagina and have
orgasms with her."

By then Mom had finished cleaning me off and had dried
me off with a towel and said, "Ok dear, all clean and
fresh now. Let's go in to my bedroom now to continue
this discussion." "Ok Mom, but shouldn't I put on some
pants first?" "No, not right now son. It will be easier
for me to explain and show you some things that it's
important for you to understand without clothes getting
in the way.

And I said, "Ok Mom, let's go." I was fast losing all
my inhibitions with my mother and looking forward to
what was coming next even though I had no idea what it
was. I was excited to say the least.

When we got to Mom's bedroom she said, "Lets sit here
on the bed facing each other and get comfortable, and
then I want you to tell me if you can Danny, since you
weren't thinking about anything special while we were
dancing, maybe you can tell me what you were feeling?"

I began to explain, "I was having the same warm tingly
feeling that I always get when we dance together, only
this time it kept getting stronger and stronger and
feeling so much better than it ever has before that all
I wanted was for it to never stop and then all of a
sudden my penis started ejaculating and I didn't even
know it at first until I felt the sperm sliding down my
legs."

Mom smiled and said, "I think I understand that feeling
Danny. It really is a wondrous beautiful feeling.
That's the feeling you get when your body is building
up to an orgasm. But can you tell me when you first
started having those tingly feelings when we dance? Did
you have them from the very beginning of when we
started dancing together or did they start later."

I replied, "Not from the very beginning. I think they
started when I was about 10-1/2 or 11 when I got tall
enough to rest my head on your tits. Your tits are so
soft Mom, and I used to love to just lay my head on
them while you stroked the hair on my head and feel
your nipples pressing on my cheeks.

I really wanted to suck on your nipples then Mom, but I
knew enough to know that I was to old to be doing that.
That's when I would get this warm feeling all over my
body and then get these little tingly feelings in the
pit of my stomach and down below in my ... you know...
my balls.

I guess when we were dancing today I really was
thinking about something. I was thinking about your
tits. I was thinking about how good they felt rubbing
against my chest and their nipples were hard and I
could feel them pressing on me and I was thinking about
how good it would feel to suck on them.

But as good as that felt, it wasn't as good as when I
could rest my head on them and feel your nipples on my
cheek and I was wishing I was shorter again so I could
still rest my head on your tits when we dance."

"Oh sweetheart," mom said. "You don't know how good
that makes me feel. I never suspected that you felt
that way about me before. It excites me tremendously.
But before we explore this some more I want us to try a
little experiment to try and demonstrate something to
you. I don't know if this will work, but lets try
anyway.

I want you to scoot around so you are looking to the
right of me." I did what Mom asked and then she said,
"Now I want you to try as hard as you can to clear your
mind of all thoughts and look at your penis and
concentrate on making it get hard. Don't look up. Just
keep staring at your penis and don't think of anything
else. Just say to yourself over and over in your mind,
"Get hard penis, Get hard penis, Get hard penis."

My penis at this time was completely soft and limp at
it's normal shriveled up size of about 4-1/2 inches and
I said, "Ok, Mom I'm concentrating." I stared at my
cock as hard as I could and concentrated like Mom asked
me to do for two minutes but nothing happened. I
thought I saw it twitch a couple times, but that was
about all. Finally I said, "It's no use Mom It's just
not getting hard."

And Mom said, "That's ok Danny. Now I want you to scoot
back around to face me and look at me." I did as she
directed and then looked up and for the second time
that day I was stunned. Mom had taken off her blouse
and bra and had both of her big soft tits lifted up
cupped in her hands with her nipples pointed straight
at me and then she began taking her thumb and
forefinger on each hand and began squeezing and
twirling her nipples making them get hard and stand up.
In less than 10 seconds my cock got as hard as rock.

Mom said, "You see Danny how quickly your penis got
very hard when you saw my bare tits with me squeezing
the nipples, and you couldn't make it get hard at all
when you were just concentrating on making it get hard.
All I'm trying to show you darling is that it takes
more than just willing your penis to get hard. It also
helps to have a powerful stimulus like having your
penis rubbed against by a pussy like mine was doing
when we were dancing, or seeing a woman's naked body,
or maybe some visual stimulation like watching a woman
play with her tits or sometimes her vagina, or even do
some very sexy, vulgar talking about making love. Then
while I was transfixed staring at her tits with my
mouth open Mom started talking to me,

"Do you like mama's tits sweetie?" Then she stared at
my hard cock, "Ooohhh baby, I see one big hard man that
likes these big beauties. I bet he would like to spray
his hot love juice all over mama's titties." Then
looking back at me, "Would you like to spray your hot
cum all over mama's titties baby? Do you like those big
brown nipples standing up hard sweetie? Would you like
to put your head on mama's titties and feel and kiss
their soft flesh and lick their nipples? Huh? Would you
like that darling? Would you like to suckle on mamas
nipples?"

I had never seen my mother like this. She was so
tantalizing sexy. I was inflamed with desire for her
and all I could say was, "Oh god yes mama... I want to
bury my face in them... to lick them... and suck those
beautiful nipples and then cover them with my hot
cum..."

"Well come on baby. Come to mama. I want to feel your
soft lips sucking on my nipples. Come on my sweet
little man... tickle mama's titties with your hot
tongue..." and she laid back on the bed.

I quickly slid across the bed and laid down on my side
next to mama with my hard cock laying across her lower
stomach and reached up with my left hand to cup my
mama's right tit in my hand to gently massage the
smooth warm flesh and then nuzzled my face into that
soft tit licking the creamy smooth flesh, working my
way across the luscious brown aureole straining my lips
toward her big nipple and finally latching on to roll
my tongue around that beautiful nipple that looked so
hard but felt so soft on my tongue and then settled
down to softly suckling on that enticing piece of flesh
while with my free hand I was caressing her other tit
and rolling the nipple around between my thumb and
finger.

I was in heaven. Mama was flying. Her head was back,
mouth open, breathing in short deep gasps of breath,
looking at me but not seeing me through eyes glazed
over in sexual ecstasy, licking her lips and crying
out, "Oh god that feels so good baby, suck mama's
titties, don't stop sucking... I'm so wet...
ooooooohhh," and she reached down and pushed her shorts
and panties down around her thighs and began rubbing
her pussy and fingering her clit with her right hand.

In just a few seconds her hips began writhing and
started to thrust up and down against her hand and then
mama reached down with her left hand and wrapped her
fingers around my cock sending an electric shock
shuddering through my body. I broke my lip lock on
mama's nipple and said, "Oh mama that feels soooo good,
oooohhhh I think I'm going to shoot my cream again, I
want to shoot it on your tits..."

Mama gasped between her labored breathing, "Yes baby,
yes... cum on mama's tits, spray that delicious cum all
over them... cover my nipples with your cum angel..."
and then she shimmied her bottom down toward my feet
while pulling my cock up towards her nipple until it
was almost touching it and began stroking my hot rod,
and also started bending her head down until her mouth
was just a few inches away from the same nipple.

At the same time mama's hips were bucking wildly as she
had thrust several fingers into her vagina and was
furiously pumping them in and out of her cunt, and then
my cock began shooting big wads of cum all over mama's
tit and nipple.

Mama strained to reach my cock with her mouth open and
finally managed to wrap her lips around it to catch the
last two big wads of sperm in her mouth but not before
the first three shots had hit all over her nipple and
were spreading in all directions, up towards her
throat, down toward her stomach and belly button and
sideways into the valley of her tits.

Then just as she was starting to let my cum start
sliding down her throat she began cumming and started
to holler wildly, "Oh God! Oh God! Oh God! I'm cumming!
I'm cumming! DANNY I'M CUMMMMIIINNNGGGGG!!"

Then without warning she started to choke and cough
violently and shot straight up into a sitting position
coughing and choking and gasping for breath. It scared
the death out of me as her sudden violent movement made
me fall off of her body as by then I had been laying
sort of half on and half off of her stomach and tits.

As I picked myself up to ask her what was wrong she
looked at me and wrapped her arms around me tightly
pulling me up tight against her tits and began laughing
and rapidly planting kisses all over my face, neck,
and, forehead with her cum laced lips while falling
back on the bed with me on top of her still laughing
and telling me between laughs.

"Oh god that was wonderful Danny. I've never been made
love to like that ever before in my life. And I've
never had such an excruciating orgasm like this one. It
was beautiful, just beautiful. You are some fantastic
stud my little man."

And I said, "You mean better than with Dad?" "Miles
better than him. He isn't even in the same league with
you darling." Then she got quiet and pensive for a
while as she continued to hold me close as if the
mention of Dad had intruded on her thoughts. After a
little while I said, "Mom, why did you start coughing
like that at the end? Did I do something wrong."

She looked at me and started laughing again and said,
"No, no sweetheart. You didn't do anything wrong. You
were perfect in every way - a magnificent lover. What
happened was just as I was swallowing your thick,
creamy, delicious cum and it was sliding down my
throat, that's when my orgasm hit it's peak, and as I
went over the top, I sucked a lot of your cum into my
windpipe causing me to choke and gasp for breath.

"No, you didn't do anything wrong my darling. I can't
wait for you to fuck me baby. I've never wanted a cock
in my cunt as much as I want your magnificent cock deep
in my cunt. But first I need to recover my strength. So
now let's just lay here for a little while and relax
and gather our strength back. Ok, dear? I feel like
every muscle in my body has been wrung out."

"Me too Mom," I said. "Besides I love feeling your body
up against mine," and laid my hand on her still wet
pussy. Mom giggled softly, reached down and took my
hand and brought it up and placed it on her left tit
and said with a smile and a giggle, "No you don't you
little horny conniver. I know what you're after now,
but that's a lesson for a little later.

Now you just rest that restless hand of yours right
here for a while. And if you can't be still then you
can gently twirl the nipple around between your thumb
and forefinger, or you can suck on it for a while. It
feels a little neglected anyway because it didn't get
any sucking. Now I mean it sweetie. Let's just rest
awhile. You really gave your old mom a real workout."

I giggled softly in return and said, "You're not old
mom. You're the most beautiful woman in this city and
could run circles around any of those silly girls in my
school. But I'll be good, even if it's hard when I have
the sexiest and best mom with the most luscious
suckable tits in the whole wide world and I can't wait
to fuck you mama. You really meant that promise didn't
you? You are going to let me fuck you, aren't you?" and
I laid my head on her chest just above her left breast.

And she sighed, "That kind of talk will get you
everywhere my love. Now be quiet before I lose my will
power and let you have your way and completely ravish
me with that magnificent monster cock of yours. Mama
really needs some rest after the ride you gave her. And
if you be good now and let me just get a little rest, I
really, really promise I'll teach you how to have
intercourse with me, that is to fuck me hard and deep
in my heavenly cunt, and, as an extra treat, also eat
my pussy and cunt for desert after you fuck me." And
then she quietly fell off into a soft slumber in my
arms.

I lay there next to my mom with my hand on her soft tit
gently massaging the nipple and watching her sleep with
an angelic smile on her face that still had my cum
smeared on her lips. I was going over in my mind the
amazing wondrous things that had just happened to me.

I had just had three massive orgasms with my Mom and
she had eagerly sucked my cock and ate my cum from the
last two times. My wildest fantasies had been realized
when she inflamed my lust by baring her tits and played
with them, squeezing her nipples, and then begged me to
suck them and stroked my cock making it cum on her tits
and even sucked on my cock while I shot my cum in her
mouth. And then she promised to teach me how to fuck
her and eat her pussy and cunt after she rested.

I was excited at my fantastic luck in being able to
make my Mom believe that I was still a raw,
inexperienced little k** that didn't know anything
about sex and that she was going to have to teach me
all the things that my Dad should have taught me. I
couldn't believe it when she promised to teach me how
to fuck her and eat her twat after her nap, and it took
all my willpower to keep from waking her up before she
was ready to get started on my lessons.

Of course, the truth was that I already knew a lot more
about sex that my mom even dreamed I knew. At almost 14
years of age, besides all the masturbating I did, I had
already had my cocked sucked many times and been given
hand jobs by my girlfriend, Sue Ann Stressman. And I,
in turn, had been finger fucking and eating Sue Ann's
pussy and cunt on a regular basis for six months. The
only thing I had not yet done was to actually cock fuck
Sue Ann, or any other girl, in her cunt. But it wasn't
for lack of trying.

I had been trying for months to get Sue Ann to let me
fuck her but she was afraid of getting pregnant and
gave me blowjobs and hand jobs instead. I enjoyed the
hand jobs and blowjobs even though Sue Ann would not
swallow my cum, but instead would always spit it out
and then rinse out her mouth from a little bottle of
mouth wash she always kept in her purse, especially
when we dated.

But blowjobs and hand jobs were, for me, not a complete
substitute for cock in the cunt fucking and I kept
trying to get her to let me fuck her. I already knew
all that stuff about eggs and periods that Mom had
explained to me and I tried to convince Sue Ann that we
could time our fucking to when she didn't have an egg
in her cunt waiting to be fertilized by my little
polliwog sperms, but she just wouldn't agree to try.

If I had wanted to, I could have easily fucked several
other girls in my class at school who were real sluts
who fucked and sucked anything on two legs that asked
and would have been happy to fuck me, but I really
liked Sue Ann a lot and didn't want to lose her as my
girlfriend. Those sluts would have squealed on me and
told her if I had fucked one of them, so I waited.

I lay there next to mom gently feeling her tits and
nipples for about an hour and a half with my eyes
closed in a state of delicious anticipation imagining
what it was going to feel like ramming my cock deep
into my mom's cunt when I felt her fingers starting to
roam over my cock and she gently closed her hand around
it and began gently squeezing it.

I opened my eyes and looked at her face and she was
looking back at me and licking all the old cum off her
lips with her tongue and said, "I ju