Chapter 2: Boundaries Blurred at Breakfast

As you can imagine, my first instinct was to panic. In one swift motion, I threw my covers over myself and mumbled out “I’m…. I’m fine mom… d…. don’t come in”, just as she was opening the door. There she was standing in her nightgown, the curvy shape of her body shining through, evoking memories of the vision which had just passed through my head as I orgasmed. I blushed in the darkness, and gulped. With a concern look on her face, she walked towards me and sat down on the bed, gently stroking her big, soft paw through my hair. “Sweetheart, did you have an accident? Did you wet the bed? Don’t worry, I will get you clean sheets…” Her stroking my hair made me entirely miss the fact that she had stealthily snuck her other paw under my blanket to feel if it was wet. She instantly recoiled, sticky semen stuck in the furs on her fingers. She sniffed it skeptically, while I felt like I was dying inside. “Oh… oh my….. sweetie, this is nothing to be ashamed of, I hope you know that….” She wiped her fingers on the blanket and continued petting my head. I lay there in silence, wanting to be swallowed whole by the earth.

“But sweetie…. Why did you call my name when this is what you were doing?” After an endless silence, I finally forced the words out. “Y… you’re the only girl I’ve seen n…. naked, mom…. That’s… that’s why. I’m sorry, please don’t be mad…. I tried my best to imagine a girl from school but I couldn’t… I…..” She leaned down and held me in a tight hug. “Sweetie, the mind does what it does. I’m not mad, trust me, and I never will be. You haven’t done anything wrong, Kevin. Your thoughts are your own and it’s better not to repress them. Trust me, I know this.” God, her soft arms around me, and her sweet perfume entering my nose… “We can talk more about this in the morning if you like, Kevin.” She smiled and kissed me on the forehead. “Don’t worry, little guy. I’ve seen weirder stuff in my time.” I was still blushing, but the feeling that the world was about to end subsided by degrees. Of course, my mom was a psychologist and worked with children daily. She if anyone would know why my mind went haywire. “Oh… ok mom. I guess I’ll try to sleep now….”, I managed. She gently stroked my cheek and walked out of the room. “Sleep well, my little prince”. She closed the door. My mind was racing with a million thoughts a minute, and sleeping was hard, but all through the embarrassment the feeling of safety my mom had instilled in me growing up never went away. Everything would be fine, no matter what.

I must have fallen asleep at some point after all, since I was woken up by a beam of sunlight through the window, and my mom’s usual call: “Kevin! Breakfast, sweetie!” Today was Saturday, and on Saturdays I would usually be allowed to eat breakfast in front of the TV with mom. I jumped out of bed and put on my underwear. I was usually too lazy to put on anything more during weekend mornings, and mom tolerated it. I had almost forgotten the embarrassment from yesterday night, but it all came flooding back when I stepped into the living room. The table was fuller than usual, with all my favorite breakfast dishes: Boiled eggs, greek salad, pancakes, bacon of course… and in front of it stood my mom, wearing only black sexy revealing lingerie. “M….mom?” my mouth fell to the floor as she smiled at me. “Well, Kevin, sweetie…. You said yesterday that you didn’t really know what a girl looks like, so I thought I could join in on the casual Saturday attire, so that you don’t have to wonder anymore…” She sat down on the couch and patted the space next to her. I walked over, acutely aware of the little bulge growing in my pants. I sat down, putting my paws over it to hide it. She immediately pulled them away. “Sweetie, no need for that… I get that you’re at a certain age now and you have certain needs, ok? You shouldn’t have to repress it or to hide it, that never ends well. If you feel the need to um, play with yourself when it’s just us at home, go ahead and do so. Just… not when we have guests, ok? And only in here. Promise?” I turned red as a tomato and whispered “Ok. Promise.” She nodded, with a satisfied look. I kept my paws away from my bulge but looked down on it, confused. “In fact, if you like, I got you a little something to help you with that… and show you more of what girls look like….” I could finally speak full sentences again: “Oh, what is it, mom?”

From under the table, she took out a DVD, and I could immediately tell that it was porn. On the cover was a stunning tigress, showing off her boobs to the camera. I reached out for it, wanting a closer look. I turned it over and on the other side were stills of people having sex, penises going in and out of vaginas. “Wow… so that’s what it looks like…..” my young, curious mind blurted out. “Mhmmm, that is indeed what it looks like, Kevin… I can put it on while we have breakfast, but it will have to be our little secret, ok?” That smile again, her perfume. “S…. sure mom, please put it on…”

Mom got up from the couch and bent down to slide the disc into the DVD player, and as she did so I got a front row view of her amazing ass. I just grew harder and harder from the whole thing and tried to calm myself by starting on the breakfast. The pancakes had never tasted so delicious before.  She turned towards me again. “Now remember, Kevin, you are fully in control of the situation. If you would prefer having your privacy, I can go elsewhere. You have your autonomy and I would never violate that.” Mom and her big words, but I could understand what she meant. “No mom, you can stay here, it’s ok…” She sat down again and started on the Caesar salad.

The porno, as I figured out later, was one of those without too much forced story in between the sex scenes. The story was something incredibly banale, about the goings on at a vacation resort or something like that. The first scene involving nudity happened 5 minutes in, when the tigress from the cover was shown slowly undressing in her hotel room. Those voluptous boobs came out, and she moaned as she lay down in her bed, rubbing the nipples. I couldn’t stand the wait anymore and reached down, pulling out my little cock from my underwear. The tigress had worked off her panties at this point, and spread her legs wide open, stretching across the screen. She reached down to rub her clitoris and I saw how the beautiful flower opened up and got wetter. It was so real, it was like I could smell her wet juices flowing out…. Wait, I did smell something new? I sniffed audibly in the air. “Mmmm, that’s right, Kevin….” I turned towards my mom. “I get wet too, just like the lady on the screen…” I looked down at her panties, where a big wet patch was quickly forming. “W… why don’t you rub yourself like she does then, mom?” She looked up at me again. “As I said, Kevin, this is your moment. I would never do anything to make you uncomfortable, sweetheart…” I looked at the screen and then back at my mother. “N… no mom, it’s ok… we’ll…. We’ll play with ourselves together….” She smiled that warm smile again and put down her salad. Instead, she got up and undressed, mimicking the moments the tigress on the screen had just made, and finally I saw the glorious vision from my early childhood again: My mom’s curves, her breasts, nipples, and that beautiful slit between her legs. She sat down and patted me on the shoulder. “Ok, Kevin… race ya?” She started rubbing herself down there, her experienced hand making circular motions on her clit, before holding her labia open and sticking one, two, three fingers inside. “Oh gooooood….” she moaned. I quickly looked back at the screen and the tigress, who was masturbating herself in a way similar to that of my mom. I kept jerking like a maniac, not able to stop myself, a myriad good sensations flooding my young brain. My pancakes forgotten for the moment, I was lost in the pleasure, getting closer and closer to another orgasm. When I was almost at the peak, I heard mom moan even louder “Ohhhhh fffffffuuu….. oooooooh…… I’m cumming….” I looked to my right, where my mother was caught in a spasm, looking like she was in complete ecstacy. Mesmerized by the sight, I didn’t realize that I was ejaculating again, over and over.

We both came back to Earth, panting and the couch underneath us soggy, but we were too ecstatic to care. “That was fun huh, Kevin?” mom asked. “Y…. yeah it was, mom…. You looked like you were loving it too…” “Oh, I was, Kevin, I was…” I turned back to the screen for a moment, and discovered a new development. A tall, handsome wolf had entered the scene, and the screen couple were fondling each other all over, kissing. Suddenly, the tigress did something unexpected. She lay down on the bed, spreading her legs, and the wolf knelt down before her wet vulva. Without warning, he buried his snout in it, sucking and licking on the various parts. “M… mom, what is he doing?” “Oh, sweetheart, they didn’t teach you this at school, did they? It’s possible to pleasure each other using the mouth. The boy licks the girl’s vulva like he does, and he can also suck on her clitoris. But when it’s the other way around, the girl suck and licks on the boy’s penis until he cums. That’s basically how it works. Some boys also like doing this with each other, and some girls too. It’s something fun that everyone can do.” I took all this in as I was looking down at my mom’s soaking wet vulva, the juices flowing out onto the couch still. I knew what I wanted. I needed to taste it. “M… mom, this might sound weird but can I….” Her paw ruffling through my hair again. “Haha, I know what you want to ask and sure you can, sweetheart!” She walked over to a nearby Ottoman right in front of the TV where she lay down, spreading her legs. I knelt down, looking closer. I knew what all the various parts were from school… the clitoris was the erect button at the top, the labia went down the sides, then there was a tiny pee hole and finally, there it was… a slightly larger hole, which I must have come out of at some point. “Go ahead, Kevin… it won’t bite, haha…” I leaned in and gave the clitoris a careful lick. “Oooh Kevin…. Oooooh”. “Is something wrong, mom?” I asked. “N..no baby, it just feels so good…. Please, keep going….” I proceeded to clumsily lick, with no particular direction, taking short breaks to suck on her clit like she had mentioned…. The taste was something unique, something I had never experienced before… a sour, yet sweet, yet salty taste. I ate it down eagerly. She gently instructed me: “Mmmmm can you suck harder on mommy’s clit, Kevin?” “Suck on my labia, lick down the side… oh god….” “I’m gonna cum, Kevin. Mommy’s gonna cum…..” Suddenly, her body started shaking and something warm and sweet squirted out of her into my waiting mouth. I pulled away and looked up at her, her ejaculation running down my cheek. “Did I do good, mom?” “Oh yes, sweetie, that was perfect!” I looked onto the screen again, and once more things had changed. I looked up into a penis going in and out of the tigress’ mouth, her eagerly sucking on it. This must be the other way of using the mouth, like mom had told me about. “Mom, do you want to know how I taste down there?” I asked, all shame and embarrassment gone. “Sure sweetie, just give me a moment…. Lie down on the couch and I’ll help you, baby…” I lay down and watched mom gather herself, swiping up some fruit from the breakfast table along the way. Mom walked over, kneeling down by my legs, pushing the table aside a bit to make room, then she grabbed my boy penis in a firm grip. “Oh me oh my, it’s bigger than I remember, baby…” With expert motions, she started jerking it, while putting the other paw on my balls, massaging them. She put her mouth on my dick and licked off all of the semen, swallowing every drop with a smile, before putting my entire penis in her mouth. As she did, I knew I wouldn’t last long. Mom had clearly done this many times before. She sucked for about a minute before I let out a groan, and came inside my mother’s mouth. I could feel her quick tongue snatching up each squirt, swallowing it with a moan.

As she pulled away, she kept jerking my little cock, keeping it hard. “Haha, such a curious little boy I raised… anything else you want to try, Kevin? We can also stop here if you like.” “N… no, I want to see what happens in the movie, mom.” I sat up, finishing my pancakes. On screen, the wolf and tigress had finally gotten to the main act, and she was leaning over the bed as he was entering her from behind. Try as I might, I couldn’t actually see the vulva from that angle, and I squinted my eyes in frustration. “Meh, I don’t see what it looks like, mom…” In response, Mom, who had finished her salad, went up and stacked a second Ottoman on top of the first, then mimicked the pose the tigress must have had. She held her labia open for me to see. “It must look kinda like this, right?” she asked. “Thanks mom, but I don’t see the uh… the….” “The penis going inside, is that what you mean, kiddo?” “Y...yeah mom, that’s what I mean….” I swallowed the last of my pancakes. “Mom, now that we’ve already tried all of that other stuff, would it be ok with you if I put my penis inside? In your vagina, I mean.” Mom gave a hearty chuckle. “Of course, sweetie. Come here!” I stepped behind her, jerking my young penis which was once more erect. Holding it at the opening, I asked “how do I…” but my mom responded by reaching a paw behind her and grabbing my member,  and then gently guiding me inside her soft, warm, all encompassing wetness. “Oh yeeaaaah Kevin…. Go ahead, my prince…. Give it to your mother….” I started awkwardly bumping my little frame back and forth, which mom answered by grabbing my paws and putting them on her ass. I got the hint and squeezed it hard as I continued. The thought hit me that I had been inside here once before, in this warm embrace. Mom was gaspingly squeezing out air underneath me as she came over and over “My god, Keviiiiiiin…..” As I stood there, I started feeling the hint of something like what I felt for Lisa. Was I developing a crush on my own mom? I didn’t have time to finish the thought, as I felt that it was time to cum once more. “Mom, I’m gonna cum…” “Yes, Kevin…. Cum inside me, do it! Do it, you little stud!” We came together, and the spasms from her vagina milked my little penis, we both screamed as I once more emptied my balls inside my mom. As I pulled out, still hard, I could see my semen flooding out of her. She lay there stunned for a bit, and not knowing what to do, I went back to the couch.

The angle on the screen had finally changed so that the tigress was seen clearly from above, and I was noticing something strange. The wolf’s penis was too high up on her pelvis, not entering her vagina at all but her…. Butt? “Hey mom?” “Hmmmm?” she answered back tired. “Yeah, the movie is strange. He’s not doing what I did, he is putting his penis in her… her poop hole?” Mom got up, my semen dribbling down her leg, an exhausted smile on her face. “Yeah baby, that’s also possible. Many boys like doing it with each other, and some girls do too….” She looked down at my penis which was still insatiably hard. “Let me guess, you want to try that too, right?” “O… only if you’re not tired, mommy… and if you are one of the girls who like it…” “Sure, baby but… I need a tiny bit of rest and…. Preparation… a poophole is dirty inside, you know… so I have to step into the bathroom to wash out all the poop first. Is it ok, sweetie? Wait here and I’ll be right back.” She staggered into the bathroom and I, not knowing what else to do, relaxed a bit on the couch. The feeling in my chest grew stronger and stronger. Butterflies. This was definitely a crush. But were boys allowed to have crushes on their own moms? Pondering this, I continued having breakfast for about 20 minutes, until my mother came back in, a naughty look in her eyes. Without a word, she bent down in front of me and displayed her ass. I saw that the poop hole had been widened by a big plastic plug. “See it, sweetie? After the poop is washed out, it’s a good idea to lube up one of these plugs for a little while, to widen the hole…. It makes it easier for your cock to go in, baby….” She squatted down onto the floor in front of me and using her muscles, she pushed the big black plug out with a grunt. It landed on the floor, and she went back to lean across the Ottoman, spreading her  butt cheeks wide open with both paws. I jumped up again, and could manage on my own this time. I guided my penis inside mom’s bowels and despite the plug having been there moments before, they clamped shut as they embraced me. I moaned and, knowing the drill at this point, I started moving inside her. She moaned as well, more exhaustedly this time, and I felt a great joy knowing that she was doing this for my sake, to sate my curiosity… and there came the butterflies again…. I had to tell her….

“Hey mom, I….. I think I love you….” “Awwww, I love you too, sweetheart. You’re my little prince, now and always…” “Yes, but mom… I don’t… I don’t only love you like a mom anymore… I love you like…. You know, like I love the girl at school…. Maybe even more….” My mom fell silent for a little while, only moaning. After a minute or two, she spoke again “Kevin I…. I feel…. I feel the same way, my love….” “Mom… will…. Will you be my girlfriend? And I will be your boyfriend?” My heart was thumping a million miles a minute, and suddenly my mom moaned as my penis gave her an anal orgasm: “YES! OH GOD, YES, KEVIN! I WANT THAT MORE THAN ANYTHING!!!! I LOVE YOU SO, MY BEAUTIFUL SON! YEEEEESSS!” and as if sealing the deal on our forbidden love, I squirted one more time, loudly ejaculating into her most forbidden hole.