Mum's Private Lessons

Lesson 2 : move your fingers around

She wasn’t shaved bare like the girls in the magazines, but it wasn’t a bush like I’d seen before either. She had hair, but it was short, like she meant it to be that way. I just stared, unable to blink. She sat back on the bed, still lifting her gown, and facing me. I could feel her watching me stare at her exposed v****a. I should’ve been embarrassed, but I couldn’t look away. “See, they shave hers completely, and she spreads the lips like that to make them look sexy”.

“That’s stupid, it looks good, just like this”

“Oh hush” she covered herself, and I looked back up at her face.

“No really, that looks really nice, it looks intimidating in the pictures.”

“That’s because she’s playing with it in the pictures.”

“Oh, so you’re not supposed to play with it?”

“Well, sure you are, but she’s just spreading it open for the camera, in real life you’d just rub her c**t, or finger her”. I must’ve looked confused, because she lifted her gown back up and continued.. “This is the c**t, you just have to rub it, but when you’re fingering a girl, you slide a couple fingers inside her”.

“Inside her where?”

As if she was a teacher giving a hands on lesson, she took my hand and pulled it to her v****a, she curled all my fingers closed, except the index and middle fingers. She leaned back slightly, and guided my fingers to her opening. “Right here. You just slide your fingers in and out, the same way you would with your p***s if you were having sex.” Without thinking, I pushed my two fingers in and she let out a sigh. I did this about three times before she grabbed my wrist and stopped me.

“Was I doing it wrong? I don’t really know what to do”

“No, that felt fine, especially since it’s your first time, it’s just that..” she paused and looked me in the face. “You shouldn’t be doing this with your mother”.

“Oh!” I just realized what she meant, and she was right, I pulled my hand away, “I wasn’t thinking about it like that! It’s just that you were the one who put my hand there, and I was curious, I’ve never tried that before, I was just seeing what happened when I fingered a girl, so I don’t look like a dork when I finally get a girlfriend”. I felt like a i***t, and my expression obviously showed that.

“No sweetie, you’re right, I did put your fingers there, I didn’t think first. Don’t feel bad, you didn’t do anything wrong.”

“Was I doing it right? Did it, you know, feel good like it’s supposed to?”

“Yes you were, and yes it did”

“You didn’t have an orgasm, so I must not have been THAT good at it” I pouted.

She laughed “babe, you only did it for a second, it takes longer than that! For any guy”.

“Oh ..ok .. can I.. Try again? I want to see if I can do it”.

She just stared at me, obviously mulling it over, “ok” and she gave me little smile, nothing seductive, but genuinely motherly, as if I’d asked to stay up late and she’d decided to be nice and let me. She took my wrist and pulled my hand back to her v****a, guiding it into her. She held my wrist while showing me the rhythm and speed to use, then she let go and I did the rest. She leaned back slightly, putting her weight on her arms, the way you’d be sitting up on a blanket at the beach. I could tell she was watching me, but I just starred intently at what I was doing. I heard her start to breath a little heavier, and I looked up at her face, her eyes were closed but she opened them, looking directly into mine.

“Is that good?” I asked.

“Yes it’s very good. Now this right here is where the c**t is”, she pointed to a small spot above where my fingers were inside her. “This is a very sensitive spot that you just rub, either on its own, or while you’re fingering her. Since you’re doing that with your fingers, I’ll rub myself, and together they will cause a very good orgasm for the girl.”

I continued moving my fingers in and out at their steady pace while I watched as she rubbed her c**t. She closed her eyes and her breathing became loud again. Feeling the warm wetness of the inside of a v****a for the first time, combined with watching a woman (albeit my mother) play with herself while making aroused noises, was getting me turned on. What had started out academically, as an awkward s*x talk between a mother and son, had turned into the hottest moment in my life.

I still had a raging hard on and I felt like I was going to explode, but I was afraid to touch myself in front of her, I didn’t want her to think this “lesson” was turning into something torrid that I was getting into. If she thought I was turned on by seeing her like this then not only would she be mad and disgusted with me, but she would never allow any potential future lessons. So I restrained myself. Just then she threw her head back and let out a loud sound that was sort of like a moan and scream. I pulled my hand away, scared I had poked her too hard or scratched her inside. I starred in shock, watching her shake a bit before relaxing and opening her eyes. I can only imagine the expression that was on my face, because as soon as she looked at me she laughed and touched my arm reassuringly.

“It’s ok baby, that’s just what it looks like when many women have orgasms”, she reassured me.

I relaxed a bit, “so I did it? I fingered you, and gave you an actual orgasm?”

“You sure did.