Teaching Mom About Orgasm, Ch 2

With Mom's panties safely tucked away in my pocket, I drove home. This was all so weird, yet wonderfully arousing. Since I was tired from the jet lag, I began to think it was a dream. But it wasn't. The bulge in my pocket proved that. I pulled them out. Pale blue, I love that color panties on a woman. This time not just a woman, my own mother. She had actually given them to me ... to sniff. She wanted me to smell the scent of her pussy. I pulled into the driveway, stopped the car and got out. I unlocked the door and went straight up to my bedroom. I put her panties on my computer table and stretched out to take a nap. Sleep was not coming easy, even as tired as I was from the jet lag. I knew if I masturbated, that would probably put my lights out. And the only stimulus I needed was sitting within 5 feet of me on the table. I sat up and looked at them again. The "pale blue" temptation was strong,but I wanted to save everything for tonight. Knowing there would be a sweet release later on, I drifted off to sleep. I woke up around 10. I knew I needed to at least get something to Gen. Adamson tonight. It wouldn't be the entire debrief, but at lest it would be something to get him off my back. I sat down at my computer and started Escort Küçükyalı to compose an email. I glanced at the panties lying next to me."Gen Adamson,The trip to northern England was very fruitful. The British Missile Agency was very cooperative this time. I think your stern letter last month had its effect. Unfortunately, I won't be able to give you a full report this evening because I have a date with my mother to have phone sex."I laughed and quickly deleted it. The general would just have to wait till tomorrow. I wasn't going to let ANYTHING stand in the way of my 11:00 date with Mom. I had some time yet and I decided to add my comments to mom's pussy pictures. I pulled the site up and navigated to the page. I clicked on the tab that said "Add Comments." This is what I wrote:"I am the Rick that Liz (she didn't leave her name, but it's Liz) is referring to. When she first showed me these pictures, I told her she had the most beautiful pussy I had ever seen and the most gorgeous full lips. And it's true, prior to this I had never seen even a hint of her vulva. It's also true that I led her to discover the wonderful world of orgasm and masturbation. But I just pointed her in the right Kartal escort direction. She took the actual first step. And that first step was giving herself permission to masturbate, which led to the second step ... orgasm. For most of her life (all of it actually), she had been sexually repressed. But now she is obviously sexually liberated. And we're both taking a new step tonight. We're going to masturbate for each other over the phone. And listen to each other cum. Maybe some day we can do it in person."Just before 11, I decided to take a shower. The warm water never fails to give me a good erection. I washed it gingerly. Didn't want to get too excited ... yet. I got out, dried off, and put on a robe. I also had an idea. I decided to film the entire episode. I didn't know if Mom would want to watch it after the "climax", but I sure did. I set the camera up so it could see me, the monitor, and the table. By now it was about 11. I dialed her number and pressed record on the camera remote. I opened the baggy and pulled out her panties. I laid them down on the table next to my keyboard, inside out, crotch up. It looked like they were still damp. I picked them up and sniffed them. Oh my, the Suadiye escort bayan delicious scent of an aroused woman's pussy ... my mother's aroused pussy. And then I took the next bold step. I licked them. I was tasting my mother's cunt. My cock was like steel. Then I dialed her number.She answered,"Hey baby, I've been waiting. Did you get some sleep?""Yea, a little bit. Got up about an hour ago.""Get your report done?""No, it'll have to wait.""Won't the General be angry?" "Probably. I'll make up an excuse. Besides, I have more important things to do.""You do? Like what?"Her voice had a delectable female anticipation to it, slow and sultry. I love it. Hard to believe this was a 64 year old mother ... and grandmother ... and great-grandmother."Like talking to you.""Anything else?""Yes.""What?""Looking at my gorgeous mother's pictures on line.""And what do you see in my pictures?""I see the most beautiful pussy lips I've ever seen. What are you doing?" "I'm caressing those pussy lips. They're wet and swollen.""Mmmm, just like in the picture.""Are you doing anything else?" she asked."Yes, I'm slowly stroking my cock.""I'd love to see that. But I'll have to be satisfied with what I'm looking at now.""Oh? What's that?""A very handsome young man masturbating. One thing I discovered during my 2 week 'investigation' was, not only do I like to masturbate, I love to watch a man masturbate. I love watching him stroke that hard piece of flesh, slowly at first, then faster and faster till he explodes, his cum spurting everywhere.