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Awesome Sexual Immersion

By: egmontgrigor2010



Reading a learned magazine article about 'the bizarre manner in which young males are initiated into sex by more knowledgeable and proactive females, many of them even younger contemporaries,' Alex Armstrong waited for his wife to return from visiting their new grandchild. He sipped his whisky after tossing down the magazine and allowed his mind to drift, going back many years...

CHAPTER 1

In the beginning Sheryl Thom took one up the chute and the baby she called Alex was born two months before she turned nineteen. A year later Sam, the 32-year-old father childless in his own marriage, had divorced his older wife at her request when she'd found out about the baby. The junior school science teacher, moved to another city with Sheryl and their son where the couple married.

Despite Sam's naughty past, or perhaps because of it, he became a very successful school principal and was widely respected for the high moral tone and excellent discipline record of his school.

Alex remembered growing up and regularly seeing his mom in her bedroom nude from the waist up and occasionally evenly completely nude and he remained only vaguely aware that in later years before he reached eighteen she'd lost all her hair from around what she'd taught him to call her pussy. He knew a little about sex because after he turned eighteen she'd educated him in that direction and if he wandered into his parents' bedroom when they were engaged in sex his dad would pull the bed covers over them and they would resume their writhing and grunting and his mom would smile at Alex before closing her eyes and her face would radiate happiness.

It could have been expected that Sheryl Armstrong would have introduced her son to sexual intercourse as many even less sexually open mothers do, but no. The closest they came to that was the last time Sheryl had invited Alex to join her when he wandered into the bathroom and she was in the bath. They sat facing each other and smiling.

Sheryl had a completely bald pussy by then and saw Alex focused on it. She opened her legs wide and said to touch it.

Unafraid Alex stroked the fat lips. His mom, biting her lower lip and breathing heavily, invited him to insert a finger. Alex of course had expected to feel more of the same inside but instead his finger sloshed around in warm fluid and the lining of his mom's pussy were soft and uneven and very inviting.

Sheryl, head leaning right back, her breasts appearing to become larger and the nipples were up like sentries outside their guard boxes, had blurted, "More fingers."

Alex happily obliged and nursed his swollen penis in his hand. His mom had educated him about masturbation and he was to do it in private whenever he felt the urge and was never to think adversely about such a natural action and to ignore people who proclaimed it as 'dirty' or 'shameful'.

They'd heard Sam's car arrive alongside the house and Sheryl had reluctantly said to Alex to return to his room.

In the bedroom Alex stood in front of the mirror and jerked. His cock seemed thicker and hotter than ever before and he had the towel ready to catch the discharge. He blinked amazed when the first two thick semen missiles went all the way to splat on the mirror.

Bewildered he looked to where he was positioned and concluded that was where he usually stood when not jerking in bed. He reasoned having three fingers up his mom's pussy had overly-excited his dick.

Later that evening when Sam was on the phone he told his mom about his extraordinary discharge and she blinked and said how far and he repeated the mirror was at least four feet away. She told him not to worry, that was 'normally abnormal' and then she said something odd, that she if he'd blown in the bath she could have swallowed without having to move. That didn't make sense at the time, but would do so in later years when he recalled that conversation. Meanwhile Alex was in awe to discover that apparently innocuous conversation had made his mom's nipples extend and show although covered by a bra and a dress. He concluded, more wisely than he would have realized, he had very much more to learn about sex.

Alex's mom had told him after high school graduation that males in their late youth experienced sexual connection through the administrations of a thoughtful mother or eager sisters to build their experience before they hit college. Or she claimed the horny teenage boys without sisters or unaccommodating mothers gained that connection in the school's boiler-house or in the woods near their home with horny fellow students, or perhaps even through an over-sexed aunty. In additional even female or male cousins were notorious for taking virgin males. 

This was rather a lot of information for young guy a little over-awed about the thought of sex to take in. Alex had graduated from high school a virgin but wasn't worried. His sexy 36-year-old mother told him to be patient, that it would happen, but if he was concerned he was to come to her.

Come to her for what? Alex walked away a little confused but with a growing suspicion. He hurried away to jerk off.

A horse-riding school was located on the perimeter of the city near where the Armstrong's lived. Sheryl was a keen rider and in the months before graduation had enrolled Alex to provide him with an activity and could help fill the long days through summer before he went off to college. Once Alex became proficient he was free to hire a horse to ride recreationally across country, a huge expanse of wasteland of swamps, small stands of woods and infertile ridges.

After the novelty of no more high school had worn off, Alex mowed lawns for neighbors for easy dollars. That had been arranged by his father to ensure Alex wasn't tempted to 'hang out with gangs' and waste away their youth by over-indulging in smoking, sex and laxness. That mention of sex almost tempted Alex to hang out but as it happened cross-country horse riding occupied his mind.

MRS CAMPBELL

Often when he was riding approaching a ridge, Alex would see one of his former schoolteachers, Iona Campbell, a Scottish immigrant, ride along the skyline displaying a magnificently straight back and with fluidity he would but marvel at. His mom alleged Alex slouched in the saddle and he'd been unbothered about that until the awesome sight of Mrs Campbell cantering along a ridge turned her into a role model for Alex.

One day he came across Mrs Campbell on the edge of woods, spelling her horse as the day was hot. She'd moved her helmet and jacket and had unbuttoned her white shirt obviously to allow cooler air to circulate.

Greeting him with an easy smile she said, "Hi Alex. I often see you watching me."

"Yeah. You ride with a magnificently straight back. Real professional like."

"Really?" Iona said, appearing really pleased. "My husband takes no interest in my riding."

"What about when you're in bed?"

God why had he said that? Alex thought alarmed. She was a teacher, not one of his giggly female fellow students. Er ex students.

To Alex's surprise Mrs Campbell laughed and said she must place a mirror in position so she could check that out. "Call me Iona dear. You are a young man now."

She patted the ground beside her.

Alex dismounted and tied the reins to a tree.

"The girth strap," she said.

He turned back and loosened by two notches the strap holding the saddle around the belly of the horse.

Sitting alongside her he said, "Wow it's hot today."

"Yes I'm sweating. Feel."

What?

Iona was holding up the bottom of her shirt, exposing her belly.

Some sort of madness, an obvious recipe for rejection, gripped Alex. He said not the belly; he'd rather test for sweat between her breasts.

She didn't hit him or splutter. She didn't speak. Iona simply undid the three lower buttons and opened her shirt widely. The tits were small but cute.

Alex the frontier explorer reached out a hand tentatively and felt the overly warm skin between her breasts and she said softly, "You have soft hands Alex."

Well he hadn't known that.

He started pulling his hand away but Iona grabbed it and placed his mitt over a little puppy.

"Jesus," he said in awe. "Your nipple is rising."

Now normally a guy would expect his ex-teacher to berate him for using the word 'Jesus' that way but Iona offered no reaction. Instead she asked, "Have you not had sex with a woman yet?"

"No simply because no likely babe has come on to me like that."

"Would you like to seduce me?"

Eh? Gee it was becoming very hot. He wiped his brow.

"Answer me Alex."

"You mean push it right up you?"

"Yes Alex. Contact with the saddle and the motion of riding always makes me feel sexy. I will be sopping. All you have to do is to push it in. I'll take care of you after that."

Huh? She would take care of him. What with a bullet through the head?

Iona saw his confusion. "I will lead. You won't know what to do will you?"

"Oh yeah. The guys reckon you just pump up and down."

"They would cut it back to barest mechanical detail, wouldn't they?"

Alex had no idea what she was on about.

Iona exposed a very hairy pussy, further confusing the youngster. His mom's was bald. He'd though all pussies would be the same.

"Let me see what you've got darling."

Alex fumbled.

"Omigod," Iona almost whimpered. "Just take it very slowly dear, very slowly."

Alex felt the head of his cock go through the tight opening and then appeared to go into free-fall, being coated with something that obviously wasn't bathwater. He then remembered a biology class with the red-faced teacher talking about natural lubrication while someone amid the disruptive group of guys at the back of the class called for her to give a live demonstration.

"Right Alex I'm squeezing against your cock now to provide the friction we need to really sensitize our organs. Start pumping as you call it but suck and nibble my nipples and when I heat up and begin writhing you are to start kissing me and don't be afraid when I start emitting what might appear to be death rattles. I'll be darting my tongue in and out of your mouth, like simulating sex, and you'll feel me desperately trying to ram a finger up your butt but don't worry, you'll not be harmed.

"But I thought we were only going to fuck?"

"This is fucking Alex but don't worry about thinking overly much. Some of these things are preprogrammed into you. Have you fucked your mom?"

"No," Alex puffed, beginning to pick up the pace.

"You should. She's one of the cutest moms around and is a little younger than me."

"How old are you Iona?"

"Thirty-eight."

"Christ you must be on your last legs for fucking at that age?"

"Oh darling," Iona said, squeezing tighter and making Alex yell to ease back. "You have so much to learn. Tomorrow we must meet here again. I would like to introduce you to anal."

"What's that?"

"Oh darling," cooed Mrs Campbell.

MRS WRIGHT

Alex was in the supermarket buying replacement light bulbs when someone called, "Oh hi Alex."

"Oh hi Mrs Wright."

She held out a cheek and said, "Kiss me darling."

Alex sucked and kissed her cheek and grabbed the nearest tit.

"Oh god not here Alex."

"Then where?"

"Home. Come to my home in half an hour," said one of his mother's best friends.

Alex went to the Wright home thirty minutes later thinking this was what a mother's friends were for. The door opened. Mrs Wright yanked him inside. The door was slammed shut. She appeared to be wearing nothing under her dressing gown and they stood facing each other, breathing heavily.

Looking very serious she said, "Promise to tell no one."

"I promise."

"Call me Helen," she said, slamming against him and sucking his tongue into her mouth.

Gee was she hot and red-faced. He undid the dressing gown and she was jerking her pussy at him, like simulating sex. Her pubic hair was a forest, reaching halfway up to her navel.

Awesome.

"Go down on me."

What?

She pushed him down by his shoulders and Alex bent over.

"Stop fooling around. On to your knees."

Alex obliged and Helen took him in to her forest by smoothing his face with her hair.

Where the hell was it? Something wet touched his tongue and Alex found a gully in the forest. He licked up above it but Helen pushed his head down a bit and yelled, "That's my clit. I'll attend to that later."

Tonguing deeply between the hairy lips Alex began lapping her juices. Not too bad. He was put off a bit by the odor of urine in her hair though and thought all women would be fucked more if they were hairless.

He found plenty of room for a finger.

"More fingers," she shouted, twisting her fingers into his hair.

After she'd finished grunting into her release Helen laid beside him and pulled him on to her. She was big and fat and very strong. It would be dangerous fooling around with her so he did as she commanded.

Walking home afterwards Alex though despite his thickness he could recalling touching the sides of Helen's cunt but of course had felt the opening circle. He made a mental note to stay away from big women although if cornered there was always the butt to consider. He thought he wouldn't have managed to blast into Helen's depths if she hadn't tried to jam two fingers up his butt and had been chewing his ear.

MRS CHARLES

In this his inaugural year into fucking, Alex had already had sex with three of the wives on his lawn-mowing round. All had been disappointing in comparison with his first fuck, Iona Campbell. These other women seemed to lack focus and energy although they were willing participants. He was still fucking Iona once a fortnight and asked her about this.

"I'd think their approach to sex is mechanical, peppered with guilt because they are having it off with a much younger guy and are aware they are committing adultery. The other thing is no one has ever coached them to lift their game."

Very interesting.

Mrs Charles was the youngest woman on his lawn round, being in her mid-twenties. She'd married her professor and didn't have a job.

Whenever he mowed her patch shed be stretched out on the sun-loafer, head up, eyes behind her dark shades watching the lawnmower dude. The bitch never tipped him and never said anything but thanks when paying him. That made Alex dislike her.

One particularly hot day she was in a bikini with her tits almost bursting out of the top.

He said conversationally, "Would you like to fuck?"

"How dare you," she yelled and threw the ten bucks at him. It fluttered on to one of her feet and Alex noted one of his breasts had popped out.

She thrust the wayward tit back under cover and yelled, "Don't you ever come back here again you swine."

He grinned and said, "Does that mean I'm fired? You'll have to give a reason to your husband. It obviously can be due to unsatisfactory performance because the cut looks near perfect to me."

"Fuck off," she shouted.

Alex was out on the sidewalk mounting his dad's mower on to the hand trailer when Mrs Charles came out.

"Alex I apologize. Please continue mowing our lawn and let's forget you made that evil comment."

"Okay. Give me a call if you change your mind."

Something changed in Mrs Charles' mind that week because the next week when Alex went on to the porch for his money Mrs Charles wasn't there.

"I'm in the kitchen Alex."

Alex went into the kitchen where the lively Mrs Charles introduced him to table sex.

She was on her back on the table, nude, with her legs apart, and called, "Suck me Alex."

She was totally bald and smelt only of cunt juice.

Heavenly.

He licked and licked and she sighed and sighed until emitting a very long sigh and flooded against Alex's open mouth.

He stood up, chin dripping, and pulled down his shorts.

Mrs Charles looked at it and gurgled. Her legs opened wide and Alex went in and plowed her fearlessly and she held on to the sides of the table as she was taken into a screaming crescendo.

At the door she kissed him and said, "Thank you Alex" and handed him the ten bucks and a tip of $50.

"I haven't had anal since college Alex. Frank can't stomach the thought of it. Do me anally next week and you'll get a hundred bucks tip."

She had a cute ass and Alex would have gladly serviced it for no payment but $100 bucks to an upcoming freshman was icing on the cake.

MRS GARIBALDI

Alex was out running one morning before breakfast and caught up to a female and recognized it as his mom's most athletic friend, Lena Garibaldi.

"Hi."

"Good morning," she said, eyeing him fleetingly and then looking back and say, "Oh it's you Alex."

"Yeah. Give me a kiss."

"I could be a bit clammy."

Alex ignored that and kissed her, taking a moment to squeeze a breast.

"Feeling randy?" she laughed, as they resumed running.

"Yeah. And you?"

"I sometime look at you," she giggled. "I'm too old for you."

"Providing your cunt is still supple you won't be."

"That is disgusting," she said but didn't appear dismayed.

"I peel off here. Give me a call sometime when you feel randy."

She said, "That will be very unlikely."

"That word unlikely suggests I have a chance," he said, smacking her firm ass and he veered off to run the park circuit.

Mrs Garibaldi wasn't one of his mom's best-looking friends but she was big into tennis and had the trim body of a fitness freak. Alex who was beginning to know a bit about the sexuality of women but wasn't sure whether he'd score with Mrs Garibaldi. She seemed poised but not, he thought, quite prepared to do it with him.

He'd learned it appeared impossible to score with every woman. For instance he'd hit on five of his mom's friends and had scored with only Mrs Wright and Mrs Garibaldi remained with a question hanging over her. One of the stupid cows, Mrs Harrison, had complained to his mom about Alex's harassment.

Sheryl had confronted Alex about it.

"Gee mom, the stupid woman is fantasizing. I saw her in the pizza parlor and she appeared to want me to kiss her cheek. And um I must admit I was careless and my hand fell across one of her tits."

"How can your hand fall on that part of her? You were after a cheap thrill."

"No mom, honest. She kind of pulled me to her and there was no other place for my hand except to keep holding it in the air."

"Well what about this young man: she told me you all but propositioned her."

"What the hell are you talking about mom? I just apologized for touching her tit."

"You used the word tit?"

"Yeah of course. Doesn't everybody?"

"No they do not and you listen to me young man. Women want them called breasts and in fact most women don't want any guy to mention anything about them. They don't and never will want them to be called boobs and juggs and heaven forbid bazookas or milkers."

"Whoever do you know who'd use names like that?" Alex asked, really interested.

"Well you father sometimes when he's drunk. Now you just behave yourself around women, do you hear?"

"Yes mom," said Alex, walking off wondering if any guy other than his dad called his mom's tits milkers.

"Oh Alex."

"Yes mom."

"Please be careful around Lena Garibaldi. I've noticed the way she sometimes looks at you."

"What do you mean how she looks at me?"

"Never you mind darling. Oh you are obeying my warning not to look at porn on your laptop?"

"No mom."

"What?"

"It's everywhere you look mom. I even saw a bread ad the other day with the woman holding it had her tits almost hanging out."

"Breasts darling. She was just immodestly exposed that's all. That's not porn."

"Gee mom what's porn?"

"Never you mind."

"How can I not watch porn if I don't know what it is?"

"You'll know. When you watching something on screen and get an erection it's a sure bet you're watching porn."

Alex couldn't help himself. "I sometimes get a hard on just watching you mom."


Awesome Sexual Immersion



"Alex, go out and sweep the yard!" 

An hour later Alex answered the house phone.

He said hi.

"It's Lena. Meet me on the first hilltop on the northern end of the park circuit in thirty minutes from now."

"By the dead tree struck by lightning a few months ago?"

"That's it. Bye."

Sheryl came in with a basket of laundry. "Was that for me?"

"No wrong number."

"Well I've looked at the yard and I'm afraid it hasn't passed inspection. I want you..."

"Later mom. I'm off on a run."

"But you had a run earlier this morning?"

"I need to run off sexual energy mom. All this talk with you about tits has made me horny."

"Oh god. Off you go... and don't stop to speak to any women."

"Good advice mom. Thanks."

Leaving the room Alex looked back and saw his mom massaging her left breast. What was up with her?

* * *

Lena grabbed Alex and kissed him hungrily. 

"Can you fuck standing up?"

"I have no idea. Will it stay in if we both stand?"

"It requires some skill. Here let me feel you. Oooh Alex, I expect no problem. Come off the track out of sight. I wish to keep my clothes on because there might be a slight chance of discovery out here but I have come without a bra."

"Do your juggs bounce when you run without a bra?"

"God hasn't your mother taught you how to speak to a woman about her breasts?"

"If she did it was so long ago I can't remember," said the young guy, who without any tuition was learning to lie well to women.

Lena leaned against a tree, pulled up her top over her breasts and then pulled up her skirt to present Alex with a nicely trimmed pussy.

"Kiss me and play with my breasts a bit Alex and then shove that big thing up me."

Although a fuck is a fuck without the injection of heavy emotion, this one between two virtual strangers was athletic, long and torrid and they both were left gasping after getting off big-time. Lena almost had Alex's eyes out on stalks as she squeezed on him to trigger his ejaculation and she felt as if her vagina had been bored to a new diameter. 

She went home, exhausted and satisfied, still feeling the imprints of his teeth on her nipples and had invited him to spend next Friday night with her at the sleazy Riverbank Hotel.

CHAPTER 2

Alex spent long hours associating with females around his own age and fucked more than half of them, performing what he'd come to remember as his best summer harvest ever. When he didn't have sex lined up he'd call either Lena Garibaldi or Leonie Charles. Usually one would be able to meet him at a motel. Those two were his favorites, not because they both paid for the motel room and gave him $200 each time they were with him as a contribution towards his college social fund, but because they were simply the best of all the women he'd known carnally.

Alex believed that Lena was the best fuck he'd ever encounter. Little did he know the fuck that he'd always rate at his best ever was closer to him than he could imagine.

On his final night at home Alex was checking that he'd packed everything for the bus journey in the morning to his father's old college 400 miles away. His father was watching college football and his mom was clearing away after dinner.

Alex sensed someone was at the bedroom door and looked up and saw it was his mom Sheryl dabbing her eyes.

"Hi come in."

She came in and they hugged and kissed.

"This is the end of an era," she sniffed. "The next time you arrive home you'll be a man."

"Yeah but that's life mom."

"Here pack this. It's five hundred bucks. I'd like to think you'd spend it taking some lovely young lady away for an expensive dirty weekend to break the monotony of college study."

"I'm not aiming to have a monotonous time mom. I'll be big into sport and big into getting my nose between the, um, breasts of pretty females."

"And what about your mother?"

"What about you?"

"Wouldn't you like to get your nose between my tits?"

There were two reasons why that statement astonished Alex but he'd not time to dwell on that because the 37-year-old had pulled up her top and pulled down her bra to bare the best set of juggs her son had ever seen in the flesh.

"Are you sure?" he asked.

She didn't reply so he shot his head between the puppies before she had time to think about canceling the offer. His hands snaked down to grab the lower cheeks of her butt and he lifted her on to her toes.

"Omigod," groaned his mom and she attempted to ram a whole tit down his throat.

As soon as she was super-heating Alex pushed her back on the bed and went to rip off her panties but found she wasn't wearing any.

He rammed his big dick into her and she said weakly, "A condom please."

"Fuck the condom. I want hot flesh against my mother's hot flesh inside her cunt."

"Omigod," his mom said swooping into a big release. 

Alex plowed into her and she pressured him right back. He marveled what a great fuck she was.

She came again.

And again.

She was streaming juice so he pulled out and spun her over and sloshing juice on to his dick and over her smaller orifice he began working into his mom.

She said nothing but he remained tuned to her breathing rates and sighs, easing back as the sighs increased, pushing forward again as the sighs decreased. Finally he was all the way in and reaching under to grab both tits and squeeze them he leered, "Can you feel my balls against you cunt mother?"

"Yes and do you wish me to try to squeeze them into it?"

"Er no, we are about right as we are," he said a little fearfully.

They got the anal under way and a surge of pain told Alex she was compressing his balls when working them into her pussy.

"Mom," he panicked and winced.

"Oh okay darling. I'll get off hitting my clit. Be ready to cum when I yell for you to fire."

They were both left gasping like fish out of water.

They went to the kitchen for coffee.

"Mom you were unbelievably great."

"Well thank you. Why aren't all mothers complimented by their sons so fulsomely as that I'll never know."

"Do all sons fuck their moms?"

"I believe so," she smiled. "Later if not earlier in their relationship."

Alex could see his mom was bursting to tell him something. Oh fuck, she was about to tell him she hadn't been protected. Semen dribbling from her butt could easily have journeyed up the other channel.

"I'm just so satisfied with the success of my summer gift to you."

"Gift?"

"Yes some of my pals and I are into girl-on-girl sex. Are you disgusted?"

"No I think it's a great idea if the only guy fucking you is dad. You are so sexually switched on mom."

"Well one of those pals, Iona Campbell agreed to take your virginity and introduce you to anal."

Alex sat mouth opened.

"Then I urged Helen Wright who is our best cunt-licker to educate you into cunt licking and to demonstrate to you what rates as excellence in cock-sucking to give you a bench-mark."

"Jesus," Alex croaked.

"And finally to ensure you became involved in a female who could really give you a big bang I set you up to meet Lena Garibaldi who told me as a bonus she trained you to perform well in a stand-up fuck. So didn't I do well darling?"

"You sure did mom but what about Leonie Charles?"

"Oh I don't know of anyone of that name darling. In your ignorance you must have stumbled upon that fuck all by yourself. Well done!"

Alex's father came into the room for coffee. He sniffed and said, "I smell sex."

"Your son has been out with some little slut and hasn't showered," Sheryl said smoothly. 

"Aren't you a virgin still?"

"I'm not sure dad. On a couple of dates I shoved it up and couldn't be sure what hole I had it in."

"Oh Alex, please. There is no need to be so coarse in front of your mother. She is rather innocent about sex despite having given birth to you. I've taught her all I know and that wouldn't have been much."

"Sorry mother."

"Thank you Alex. Oh darling would you mind if I slept with Alex tonight? I'd like to cuddle him asleep because this is an end of an era. When he returns home next he'll be a man and I will have lost my boy."

"Well I guess that will be okay. Just remember to go to sleep facing away from him dear and Alex you don't take any liberties with your mother."

"Christ dad aren't you forgetting mom is my mother?"

"Oh yes, right."

As Sam was pouring coffee Sheryl pulled two dripping fingers from between her legs and gave them to Alex to suck. She wanted her son to go to college prepared for anything females could throw at him. She simply assumed this was a duty all mothers performed.

THE END