A damaged mother takes her son’s virginity

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*What are you doing?*

*Sorry I couldn’t help myself. I was worried when you didn’t respond.*

*Right? or you wanted to see me naked.*

*That too. By the way mom, super hot!*

I blushed and my heart began racing.

*You didn’t get a good look I hope.*

*No, but can I?*

God, he was bold. I liked it too, but it made me really nervous. This could spiral out of

control. *Honey, it would be wrong.*

*Yeah, but I want to. Don’t you?*

I sent the yes before I could fully think about the consequences. I was still in my baggy

shirt. It wouldn’t take much to invite him up to see.

*What do you like in an older woman?*

*Do you mean, what do I find attractive?*

*Yes.*

He sent a list that was pretty long in what he found attractive in a woman. The ones that

caught my eye were a bald pussy, older and an aggressive woman. The last one terrified

me. I looked down at my snatch and saw the dark hair, unkempt and wild. Embarrassed, I

got up to put clothes on. I texted him that I had to run some errands, and it wasn’t too late

to hit Walmart.

Friday night at Walmart meant it was packed. I grumbled to myself as I went through finding

some more form fitting clothes to try out at home. I even bought a nightie that was bright

red, and a few different kinds of underwear. To finish my shopping, I bought a razor and

some shaving cream. Lastly, were some condoms. The young man who rung me up was

uncomfortable and another older female cashier kept smiling at me. Finished, I headed

home and arrived there by ten.

In my bathroom, I realized the folly of trying to shave an overgrown bush with a razor. I had

to find a pair of scissors to trim the forest down. After that, the razor cleared the whole field.

Although it was difficult to shave the back side with only a hand mirror, I liked the look of

my hairless pubic area in the end. My next task was spent researching about sex, and

realizing that I had a lot to learn. Inevitability, I texted my son.

*You still awake?*

*Yeah. How was the store?*

*Good. I bought some new clothes.*

*I would have liked to go with you.*

*Why?*

*To help.*

*Why don’t I give you a show? You can tell me downstairs if what I got was good.*

*Alright!*

His excitement

*You can’t talk though. You can only text me.*

I sent that last part in an effort to make myself more comfortable.

*Okay.*

Feeling excited, I stripped out of my current out fit and shuddered in the chill of the air. My

nipples stuck out like hard diamonds and already my pussy was growing wet. Fate had

been sealed for the two of us. I put on a red thong, which was completely new to me. I

couldn’t decided if the floss between my butt cheeks was uncomfortable or not. Shrugging

it off, I made sure to grab the nightie to be the last thing to show him. Going downstairs, I

put the extra clothes in the bathroom and went out to see him. He was waiting on the

couch when I went downstairs. I saw him staring at me, his mouth agape in awe and it

made me smile. Of course my phone went off by the time I got back to the bathroom.

*Mom, you look amazing!!!*

I don’t know why, but I enjoyed the compliment. By the third outfit, I had chickened out of

showing him the nightie. The fourth outfit was a skirt and tight shirt that hugged my c-cup

breasts. He let out an audible gasp. I walked past him to the kitchen and texted him.

*You sound pleased.*

*You looked stunning!*

*Good enough to eat huh?*

*I would!*

*I bet. You want some dessert?*

*Yes!!!*

*Alright, come to the kitchen.*

I was opening the fridge and began digging into it to find something to make for a sweet

snack for him. He deserved a reward for the compliments and for boosting my confidence.

I decided to make homemade ice cream Sundays. Mike came into the kitchen and I was

reaching for the whipped cream when I was suddenly pushed forwards. A protest brewed

on my lips but then something firm pressed up against my butt and a long inhalation. His

face was burined between my cheeks and that realization froze me from doing anything to

stop him.

Hands planted on my cheeks and began rubbing them. The fabric pulled on my things

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