Let Mommy Teach You

"Chris, you here kiddo?" Elizabeth called out as she stepped into her apartment after a hard day of work. "Chris?"

No reply. She headed down the hall and checked his room, no sign of him. A second later her phone chirped with a text message.

"Hey mom, got band practice. Not sure when I'll be home."

She smiled to herself as she headed to her own room to get changed. Her teenage son and his friends had formed a band a couple of years back that seemed to have a new name every other week. They mostly played for their friends in their rehearsal space.

"So, I get the whole apartment to myself, huh... 'cept for you that is." Elizabeth said as their cat, Harley, walked into the room. Chris had named the calico after his favorite comic book character, Harley Quinn. Her ex-husband was long gone after a nasty divorce when Chris was only two. She had come home to find him fucking his girlfriend in their bed. With the help of her parents and a very good lawyer she sued for, and got full custody of Chris and earned a decent chunk of change in alimony and child support. She made enough money from her job to keep a roof over their heads, clothes on their backs and food in their stomachs, but she wasn't going to turn the extra money down. Between her parents and her next door neighbor she always had someone who was willing to watch Chris on the rare occasions she had to work late or on weekends.

However it was her next door neighbor, Nina, who was a godsend. Just a couple of years older than Elizabeth, they first met when Elizabeth moved into the building and Chris was being a handful. Nina offered to keep the toddler occupied while Elizabeth supervised the movers. Nina was a psychiatrist who was always willing to offer Elizabeth any advice she needed, but never took her on as an actual patient, feeling she couldn't be impartial to her best friend. Any and all advice she offered Elizabeth was "off the books", and was just "advice from one friend to another".

As Chris got older he tried to help his mother out as much as he could, doing odd jobs for friends and neighbors. Elizabeth tried to tell her son that he didn't have to give her his money, but he insisted, even slipping it into her purse when he thought she wasn't looking. Once he hit his teen years he got a part time job stocking shelves at the supermarket up the street, and Elizabeth insisted her son keep his money for himself, because as she jokingly told him "I'm done paying for you. Buy your own stuff now."

After graduating high school last year, Chris decided to go to college in town, as it had the courses he was looking for. Elizabeth agreed that Chris could continue to live at home as long as he kept his job and stayed in school. He was often teased by his friends for still "living at home with mommy".

"Yeah, how horrible," he would tell his friends, "I get to live at home rent free, only paying my cell phone bill, and half the internet bill. I have no curfew, I can come and go as I please, I can watch whatever I want on TV, and if I get hungry in the middle of the night I can raid the fridge. You're right, it sucks still living at home."

"See you later then." Elizabeth texted back and changed out of her work clothes. She paused as she stood in front of the full length mirror in her underwear.

"Not bad for someone who's pushing 40." she said smiling as Harley nudged her leg and meowed at her. "Ah, what do you know? You're just a cat."

She nudged the cat away with her foot and threw on a pair of yoga pants and a t-shirt and went back into the living room to watch TV. As the afternoon turned to evening, Elizabeth felt the itch that could only be scratched by a good orgasm.

She turned off the TV and headed into her bedroom, peeled off her clothes and jumped into bed, pausing only to grab her vibrator from the nightstand. She spread her legs, turned her toy on and gently started teasing her clit, slowly at first but moving faster and faster as she got worked up, she licked her fingers and started massaging her clit with one hand as she used the other to shove the vibrator inside her now soaked pussy. She moaned quietly and squirmed around on the bed as she bought herself closer and closer to the edge.

Chris decided to surprise his mother with a pizza for dinner, since Friday was her "I'm not cooking, let's order in" night. He walked down the hall towards the apartment, guitar case in one hand, pizza in the other, fumbling for his keys. He finally put his guitar down long enough to fish his keys out of his pocket and let himself into the apartment. Elizabeth, lost in a fantasy of being fucked by Jason Momoa didn't hear him come in.

"Mom?" he asked locking the door behind him. "Hey, Harl." he said putting down his guitar and kneeling down to scritch the cat.

Elizabeth was getting closer and closer, she knew her body all too well and knew just what she needed to do to get herself off. She was lost in her fantasy and didn't hear her son at all. She was pumping herself faster and faster, her other hand alternating between pinching her nipples and rubbing her clit. She just needed a few more seconds...

Chris put the pizza on the dining room table and headed down the hall towards his mother's room. "Hey mom, I got us a pi- oh shit..."

She snapped out of her fantasy when she heard his voice and for a long moment mother and son stared at each other, mouths open in shock. Chris took the moment to drink in the sight of his mother's body before she realized she was naked with her vibrator still in her. She pulled it out and grabbed the blanket to cover herself up.

"Chris! What are you doing in here?" she yelled.

"I'm sorry, I-I just wanted to let you know I was home." he stammered, looking away.

"GET OUT!" she yelled.

"Sorry mom," he said and bolted out of the room slamming the door behind him.

For another long moment, he stood there trying to catch his breath amazed at what he had just seen, and also surprised that his dick was hard. "Did that just happen?" he asked himself.

Elizabeth sat there in bed, suddenly feeling bad for yelling at her son. He had surprised her, but she supposed it was also her fault for not closing the door when she came into the room to masturbate.

She was also incredibly turned on. She hadn't turned the vibrator off when she stopped fucking herself and could still feel it buzzing away in her hand. "Fuck it," she said out loud to herself, "I'll apologize later. I need to finish." She threw the covers off, and went back to work, only this time when she closed her eyes, it wasn't Jason Momoa she saw, but her son, standing just where he had been moments earlier, naked with his cock in hand.

After catching his breath, Chris stepped across the hall to his room and closed the door behind him and fumbled to get his clothes off as quickly as he could and, much like his mother, threw himself down on the bed. He took his rock hard dick in hand, and, also like his mother, imagined that he had stayed to watch her finish.

In separate rooms mother and son furiously masturbated themselves to intense orgasms thinking about the same thing. Elizabeth, having been working on herself for the past 15 minutes, felt her orgasm hit and turned her head and bit into her pillow to keep from screaming out as her body vibrated, shaking the whole bed. She moaned loudly into the pillow, as she slowly pulled her toy free of her soaking wet pussy. "Holy shit..." she moaned as she turned it off and tried to catch her breath, her body covered in a thin sheen of sweat.

Chris was amazed at how excited he was, as within seemingly the space of just a couple of minutes he was shooting jets of cum out of his cock, covering his hand and his stomach. "Fuck..." he moaned out, hoping his mother didn't hear him. After his orgasm passed he reached for the small towel he had swiped from the linen closet to clean himself up with. He usually hid the towel in his weekly laundry, since he was responsible for doing his own laundry now. "I've never cum like that before." he said to himself, "Or that much, or that quickly."

Both mother and son felt some slight regret over imagining the other as they bought themselves off. They both lay naked in their beds staring at the ceiling trying to process what had just happened, and their actions after the fact.

Chris got up, threw on a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt and quietly and slowly opened his door, his mother's door was still closed and he quickly crossed the hall and put his ear to the door. He didn't hear anything, he almost knocked but thought better of it and went to grab a soda and a couple slices of pizza. He headed back to his room and turned on his TV trying to sort out his thoughts.

Elizabeth also waited a few minutes before getting up, getting dressed again, and mirroring her son. She could hear the TV through the door but decided not to knock, and instead grabbed a couple of slices of pizza and a beer, and headed back to her room to watch TV even though her mind was not on what was on the screen.

The next day, Saturday, Chris got up early and headed out of the apartment, his thoughts still on what happened the night before. He couldn't bring himself to face his mother just yet. He headed down to a local park before aimlessly wandering around trying to distract himself.

Elizabeth was a bit relieved when she woke up and realized Chris wasn't home. She quickly showered, got dressed and went next door to see Nina.

"Hey, Liz," Nina said, "What's up?"

"You got a minute, Nina? I need to talk."

"Of course." Nina said, stepping aside to let Elizabeth in.

Elizabeth plopped herself down on Nina's couch and took a deep breath. "I don't even know where to start."

"I find the beginning is usually a good place." Nina said, trying to lighten the mood a bit.

Elizabeth smiled in spite of herself, "Good point," she said, "It's just... kind of strange what happened."

"Liz, if it weren't for the pesky doctor/patient confidentiality thing, I could tell you some of the strange shit my patients tell me." Nina said, "Plus you're my friend, I won't judge you."

So Elizabeth recounted the events of the previous night, from the time she started masturbating, to her finishing and imagining Chris watching her.

"He was gone when I got up a little while ago," Elizabeth said, "And I'm kind of glad, I mean I don't know what to say to him."

"Well, it's best to just be honest with him." Nina said, "Despite what some people might think, there's nothing wrong with masturbating."

"I've already discussed the birds and the bees with him." Elizabeth said. "Although I never discussed masturbation with him, but while I've never caught him in the act, I've heard him through his door when he thought I couldn't. Plus, he's 19 years old, I know for a fact I'm not the first naked woman he's seen."

"I remember when you asked me for advice on how to discuss sex with him in the first place. He was what 11-12?" Nina asked.

Elizabeth nodded. "Something like that."

"Then talk to him like an adult this time." Nina said, "I'm sure he'll appreciate it if you don't talk down to him, but like an equal. You've raised him pretty much on your own, and you've done a hell of a job. He's always going to look to you for advice and for you to be honest with him. You're his mother, he trusts you more than anyone else. Don't betray that trust now by sugar coating things."

"Thanks Nina," Elizabeth said, feeling as if a weight had been lifted off her shoulders. "I just hope he can forgive me for yelling at him last night."

"I'm sure he will."

The two women stood up and exchanged a quick hug, "Want some leftover pizza?" Elizabeth asked.

"I usually charge $150 an hour to listen to people's problems, but because you're my friend, I'll take some pizza as payment." Nina said laughing.

Later that afternoon, as Chris had finally decided to make his way home, his phone went off with a text notification. He pulled his phone out and felt a slight nervous chill run through him as he saw the text was from his mother.

"Come home, we need to talk."

"On my way," he texted back, "Should be home in about a half hour or so."

When he got home he found his mother sitting on the couch, wearing one of her oversized t-shirts, watching TV. He held up the bag from the burger joint across the street. "I bought a peace offering," he said.

Elizabeth turned off the TV and patted the couch next to her smiling, "Come, sit."

He kicked off his sneakers, sat down next to his mother and pulled the burgers out of the bag, handing her one. For a few moments they didn't say anything, as they both took a bite of their food.

"Mom-"

She held up her hand. "No, let me go first, honey. I'm sorry I yelled at you. I was just surprised and a little embarrassed. I mean, usually it's kids getting caught by their parents, not the other way around. I didn't mean to yell at you. Like I said I was surprised."

"It was weird for me too," he said, "I mean, I've never seen you naked before, and to catch you, you know... doing..."

"Masturbating?" she asked, "You can say it Chris. I was masturbating. Come on, you know how it is, sometimes you have that itch you just need to scratch. Usually I close the door, and I should have closed it yesterday, since I had no idea when you'd be home."

"Next time I'll make more noise when I come home." he said trying to lighten the mood.

"Look, honey, I know you're not a virgin anymore, but I was wondering, is that the first time you ever saw a woman masturbating?" Elizabeth asked.

"Mom, internet porn is a thing." he said, smirking.

She chuckled, "True, with just a couple of clicks you can download just about anything you can think of. But what I meant was, was that the first time you've ever seen it in person?"

"Yeah, actually." he said, "Jennifer and I have had sex a few times, but it's kind of... vanilla." he said, referring to his girlfriend of just over a year.

"Well let me show you what the real thing looks like." she said. Before he could respond, she reached up under her oversized t-shirt and slid her panties off (which is all she was wearing under the shirt), and spread her legs giving her son a good view of her pussy.

"Um, mom-"

"Shh," she said, licking her fingers and reaching down and playing with her clit. She had been debating with herself after her conversation with Nina, and just before she texted him she decided that instead of just talking, this would be more like show and tell. This was going to be hands on.

Chris sat transfixed as his mother started openly masturbating in front of him, and almost instantly his dick got hard. It felt like it was going to rip free of his jeans as he watched his mother play with herself. He shifted in his seat, trying to control his raging erection. Elizabeth smiled at him as he squirmed. She reached over and rubbed the bulge in her son's pants.

"Go ahead, honey." She whispered in a sultry voice, "Take it out. Let mommy see."

Chris couldn't get his pants off fast enough. He kicked them and his underwear to the floor and Elizabeth smiled in appreciation. He definitely didn't get that from his father.

"Show me what you did last night after you saw me." she whispered, "Cause I know you stroked that big cock of yours, just like I played with my pussy after you left. Were you thinking about me?"

He grabbed his cock and started masturbating, his eyes alternating between her pussy and her face. "Yeah, mom, I was. I imagined I stayed and watched, and masturbated for you."

She smiled, "That's what I thought of too, baby."

For a few moments neither one of them spoke, as they masturbated together on the couch, watching each other intently. Then Elizabeth reached over with her free hand and pushed Chris's hand off his cock and wrapped her own hand around it, slowly stroking it. "You wanna touch me honey?" she asked. Without waiting for an answer she took his hand and guided it between her legs. "Rub it just like this."

She moved his hand on her pussy and showed him how she liked it. It took him a minute, but he quickly figured out how she liked to be touched. She continued to stroke him, occasionally rubbing her thumb across the sensitive head of his cock. Their eyes met and Elizabeth smiled at her son, seeing the apprehension and shock disappear to be replaced by a smile of his own.

It had been way too long since she'd had a real cock in her hand, and she was enjoying the feel of her son responding enthusiastically to her touch. She reached over with her other hand and lightly dragged her nails over his balls. He threw his head back and moaned, and in response, slid a finger down and found his way inside his mothers warm pussy. She sucked in a sharp breath and then moaned in pleasure as he started finger fucking her.

Feeling bold, Chris reached over and pulled his mother's shirt up, to expose her tits. Understanding what he wanted, she let go of his cock long enough to pull her shirt off and toss it off to the side.

"You like?" she asked as his eyes widened.

"They're perfect mom." he said.

Elizabeth was pretty proud of her tits as well. Her 36B's sat proud and firm on her chest, her nipples hard as pencil erasers and she moaned as Chris leaned his head down and sucked a nipple into his mouth. This was one thing he knew how to do, as his girlfriend also liked to have her tits sucked. As Elizabeth again reached for her son's cock, he teased her nipple with his tongue and teeth, getting another long moan out of her before moving his head over to her other tit.

She couldn't take it anymore. She suddenly pushed him back. "Has Jennifer ever gone down on you baby?"

"No, mom," he said, "Like I said, our sex life is pretty plain."

"Well then, let mommy show you what you're missing."

She stroked his hard cock a few more times before slowly lowering her head towards his cock. She teased him by slowly running her warm tongue over the head of his cock a few times before very slowly slipping her lips over his cock and swallowing as much of it as she could. Chris pulled off his shirt and lay back on the couch as he watched his cock disappear into his mother's mouth. "Holy shit, mom..." he moaned.

"It's been way too long." she said when she came up for air. Then she went back down on him, her tongue teasing the cock in her mouth swirling all around the shaft, and over the head. Chris mumbled something incomprehensible as his mother's mouth worked it's magic on his cock. She pulled his cock free of her mouth and licked along the base of his cock from the balls to the head, then back down. She licked along the sides while slowly stroking him. She went back to work sucking Chris's cock, while massaging his balls with her free hand.

Chris felt his eyes roll back in his head. Ever since he'd lost his virginity a few years ago to his friends sister he had never felt anything this good. However long it may have been since the last time his mother had a cock in her mouth, she obviously hadn't forgotten what to do with one. He looked down and met his mother's eyes as she was looking up at him as she expertly sucked his cock. He felt like he was going to explode at any moment.

"Mom... I'm gonna-"

She suddenly stopped and squeezed the base of his cock. "Not yet you're not." she said. He gasped in surprise as Elizabeth looked at him and kept a grip on the base of his cock. Finally she let him go and stood up. "No son of mine is going to have plain, vanilla sex. Bedroom. Now."

With that she stood up and walked off towards the bedroom, Chris admired her perfect ass for a moment before he jumped off the couch and followed his mother to her room. Once in the bedroom Elizabeth tossed back the covers and invited her son to join her in bed. She lay on her back, and spread her legs for him.