10 comments/ 246969 views/ 42 favorites Home School Ch. 01 By: Roscoe28 I had a very different childhood. It wasn't bad, but it mostly depends on your point of view of it. It was different because I was home-schooled all the way through high school. Now it isn't as fun as it sounds, parents who home-school their kids treat the situation just like any other school. There's a curriculum to follow, class scheduling, fair grading system, and everything else that you would find in a regular school. There are a few differences, the school hours are shorter, fewer classes that the teachers (or the parents) don't need to teach, just to name a couple, but all in all I got the same education as any other kid. And I did have a normal social life, I had friends who I played with after school and hung out with, I did have an after school job in my "high school years", and I did date, although not very much because it was very difficult to meet other girls since the only girl that I was seeing most of the time was my own mother who was my teacher. Home-schooling is pretty much set up as a regular school and by law if my mother issues me a high school degree it is recognized. It's not as easy as it sounds, not anybody can give away a high-school degree, there are some protocols and lots of paperwork and you have to check out your own state or district laws to see what is involved. It wasn't until I got to community college I got to see what going to a classroom was really like, in my first semester I was so nervous I only took classes that my friends were in so I would know somebody in that class. I got the handle of it pretty fast and took my second semester classes on my own. As I mentioned, my mother was my home-school teacher and I was her only student. My father died from diabetes when I was younger so it was just me and her this whole time. My mother has a trust fund that has kept both of us financially stable all these years, but she does have a side online job selling nutrient supplements. And as I mentioned before because was the only woman that I have contact during the school year, you can imagine that this has created some very unusual feelings for her. She was a very attractive woman, in her early forties now, long-hair brunette, and a nice hourglass figure; her breasts weren't huge but a good size C-cup. Starting when I was about 14, my mother was my central fantasy figure. She was the woman that I used to imagine when I touched myself at night. Of course I always felt guilty when I thought of her that way, but she was the only attractive woman that I really knew during those years what was a guy to do. And she didn't make it easy for me by the way. Because she was so used to me being around she apparently thought it was no big deal to walk around in her bra, or sometimes change in front of me. This usually happened when she woke up in the morning, or was about to go to bed at night, sometimes during the day after she came back from the gym and was getting ready to shower. She never got naked when she changed in front of me, except for one time she did change her bra in front of me but she had her back turned so I saw nothing. And the bras she wears were not your standard white bra that covered up everything; they were colored ones that would leave a fair amount of cleavage to be shown. Like I said before, what was a guy to do when he's put in a situation like that? All I could think about was how much I wanted to touch her body, for her to touch me in return, to touch and suck on her beautiful breasts, for her to put my prick in her mouth and have her swallow my cum, and just make love to her in different positions. Over the last couple of years I have tried to move away from those fantasies; I've downloaded lots of porno clips onto my computer, I've been spying on my next door neighbor who doesn't seem to know that from her window she can be seen changing or having sex with whoever she's dating. I've also been dating a lot more and fulfilled my sexual frustrations on them; nothing big, I just got to feel up a few of them and I got a blowjob a couple of times. But it didn't completely distract me from thinking about my mother. Because of my home-schooling I couldn't meet that many girls to go out with, my sexy neighbor would eventually move away, and I would have to periodically delete the porno from my computer because my mother was very good with computers and she would eventually find them if she wanted to. Not only that, the more time I spent with her, the more I got sexually frustrated thinking about her. It wasn't until my senior year of home-schooling, just after I turned 18 that something finally happened. My mother and I were sitting at the dining room table (that's were she gives me her lessons) going over my calculus lessons. I have been doing very poorly in that subject for several weeks and my mother was getting very frustrated with me. "What is going on here?" she demanded to know. "You knew this stuff yesterday, what has changed?" "I don't know," I replied. "I've just been having trouble concentrating on this stuff." "Why are you not able to concentrate on this?" "I just don't know." I did know, a week ago I had to delete the porno of my computer yet again, I haven't had a date in a while, and because the weather has changed and the temperature had been rising my mother has taken to wearing really small shorts and tank tops. "Ok, listen lets take a break for now. Go make yourself something for lunch, I'm going upstairs to take a shower, I'm sweating like a pig here." "Ok mom." "When I come back, we're going over those two chapters again, you hear me." "Yes mom." She walked upstairs while I went to the kitchen to make a sandwich. As I was looking in the refrigerator I realized that what I wanted really wasn't a sandwich, what I wanted to do was to jerk off. I heard the shower turn on and all I could think about was my mother naked. I didn't know what at the time, but I found myself walking upstairs. Her bedroom door was open halfway and I could hear her humming a tune in her shower. Slowly I walked into her bedroom; I could feel my heart beating harder in my chest as I got closer to her bathroom door. The bathroom door was also open, I was nervous as hell but nothing was going to stop me now. I peaked my head over the side very slowly and saw the bathroom mirror and reflected on it was my mother, in all of her naked beauty, soaping up her body. Her shower doors were clear glass and I could see everything, and it was just as perfect as I imagined it would be. My cock was harder than it has ever been before, I couldn't resist the urge, and I quickly dropped my pants and began stroking myself as I watched her. My biggest worry was that I would suddenly shoot my load and get caught, but still I didn't care. My mother was now washing off all the soap from her body and was just standing there letting the water run down her face. Suddenly, in an instant my mothers face changed. She threw the door open ran across the bathroom, reached over the door and slapped me as hard as she could across the face. I fell down immediately; it took me a moment to realize what had just happened. It turned out that from the angle of the bathroom mirror my mother could see me just as clearly as I saw her. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?" She yelled. "I'm sorry," I said as I tried to stand up while trying to cover my cock at the same time. "GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE!!" I got the hell out of there, but it wasn't easy running and trying to get my pants up at the same time. I got my pants on when I left the room and ran back downstairs. I sat there in the dining room scared as hell about what was going to happen. I thought about getting out of the house, but where would I go. And even if I did leave, eventually I'd have to come back to face the music anyway so I might as well get over it now. It took forty-five minutes, and it was the longest forty-five minutes of my life, before my mother finally came downstairs. She walked into the dining room and sat down at the table besides me wearing a white silk bathrobe. The bathrobe ended at the knees and it was thin enough that when it pressed against her breasts you could see her nipples pointing. I couldn't help thinking why she was wearing this robe after what had just happened. "So I guess that explains it," she began to say in a surprisingly calm manner. "That explains why your grades have been suffering lately." "I'm sorry about what happened, I --" "Shut up," she interrupted me. "I guess I shouldn't blame you too much really with the setting you've been in. It's not like you get to meet a lot of other girls like some boys your age in regular high school. Me being your main female contact, it was bound to happen. And I guess me walking around in my underwear didn't help either." I was surprised at how calm she was and how correct she was about everything. I started to relax a little, thinking I was in the clear. "But that still doesn't excuse you spying on me." Maybe not too much in the clear. "I'm sorry—"I began to say before she interrupted me again. "Its alright, you're forgiven. But now we have to see what we can do about fixing your grades." "I don't understand." "Since the beginning of this semester you're grades have been slowly slipping away and now that I see why, we can now come to an understanding of how we can solve this problem with a little incentive program." "I still don't understand." "Well son, you're not the only one here who has urges." I was totally confused at this point; first I thought she was going to yell at me and maybe smack me around a few times in the face, and it would've been well deserving, but now she's speaking in a way that's entirely uncharacteristic of her. "Can you please explain? I'm really confused right now." "What I mean is your midterm exams are coming up in a couple of weeks and it's a perfect time for you to pull up your grades," she said this as she put her hand on my knee and slowly moved it up my thigh. "If you pass all of your midterms with flying colors, I will reward you in a very amorous way." She had a very wicked smile on her face as she said this, and with her hand moving up my leg I was afraid she would notice the raging hard on I was having. "Are you serious?" I asked. "Like I said, you're not the only one with urges around here. Even I have to find a way to relieve them once in a while. But I will only relieve both of our urges for a price, and that price is your grades." My mouth and eyes were wide open at this point; I had absolutely nothing to say. Actually there was plenty for me to say, but I just couldn't get the words out of my mouth because I was so surprised. "Now, I have to go upstairs and get some clothes on," she said as she stood up. "Why don't you go over where we left off in your calculus until I come back? And when I come back I expect you to do these problems much better." She turned around and walked out of the room. It took me a moment to get myself together again before grabbed my pencil and textbooks and began studying, and studying I did. By the time she came back, my calculus was much better. For the next two weeks I barely left my room. I studied every one of my subjects over and over again, going over every lesson, every piece of homework, every little note no matter how small it may have seemed. I did all of this while trying not to think about my mother's proposal which was hard to do because she didn't change her dressing habits. And occasionally she would remind me of the proposal which only distracted me even more. On the morning of my midterm exams I went over everything I knew three times after breakfast, I wanted to make sure I didn't miss a thing. Around 10am I was at the dinner table getting ready to take the exams when my mother walked in. "Honey, are you ready?" She asked. "Yes, I'm ready," but all I could do was stare the small amount of cleavage she was showing from her blouse. She saw this and snapped her fingers to get my attention. "I don't think you're entirely ready," she said. "I think you're too wrapped up in the proposal that I offered to concentrate." "Maybe a little distracted, but I'm alright." "A little distracted is still too much of a distraction. When was the last time you jerked masturbated?" "Um—"I tried to think. I'm pretty sure I hadn't since the time she caught me two weeks ago. "Ok, I need you to go upstairs and jerk yourself off." "What?" I asked. "You're too distracted. You need to do this to make sure you can only concentrate on these exams and nothing else. Trust me; it's for your own good." "I'm not sure—" "If can't concentrate on the exams you'll have trouble passing them all and if that happens I can't fulfill my proposal." "I'll be right back," I said as I ran out of my chair and up the stairs to the bathroom. I dropped my pants, sat on the toilet and started thinking about every sexual position of every naked woman that I've ever seen online. But what really got me going was thinking about my mother in the shower. After about 15 minutes I ejaculated, and my mother was right my head was now clear. I cleaned myself off with toilet paper and flushed the papers down the toilet. After I washed my hands I went back downstairs where I sat down to take my midterm exams. My mother offered to let me study for another half hour but I felt I didn't need it. The first few exams took me a couple of hours to finish. After that I was given a 45 minute lunch break, during which time did study while I ate, I went back to take the last few parts of my midterms. When I was done I went upstairs to my room to relax and watch TV while my mother graded my exams. It wouldn't take her that long; I was her only student so it wasn't like she had to spend the whole weekend grading. I tried to just concentrate on the movie that I was watching but my mind slipped back into thinking of my mother's proposal. I kept wondering how she was going to reward me in an "amorous way" like she said she would. I found myself thinking about her again, thinking about her in the shower and then thinking about having sex with her in the shower. I couldn't help myself; I went to the bathroom, dropped my pants and jerked myself off to completion again before I went back to my room. At around 6pm mother called me downstairs and I came running. We sat next to each other with my exams in her hand. "I have to say you've done very well in your exams," she said. "Thank you," I said with a big smile. "You've got a 97 in calculus, good job. 98 in English, 96 in history..." she went on and on to tell me of all my grades, each one in the high 90's, and each time she said it I just kept getting happier and happier. "But, unfortunately you got an 89 in your chemistry exam." "What? No, I can't—" "I'm sorry honey," she said. I was so pissed off, I studied so much, and I couldn't believe that this was happening to me. I slunk back into the couch completely disappointed in myself. "I can't believe this." I turned to my mother, "I guess this means no incentive rewards huh? I guess you're off the hook, you don't have to do anything if you were really intending to." "Its Ok honey, I'm letting that 89 go." "What?" I asked as my excitement returned to me and I sat right back up. "I always knew you'd be having trouble with chemistry, it was never your strongest subject. So I made a deal with myself, if you get at least 85 I'd let it go as an A. Not for your official grade, it's still an 89, but I mean for this incentive I promised." "Does that mean you are going to give me what you promised?" "Yes," she said with a big smile. I jumped up in excitement, cheering and thanking God for everything. My mother stood up and put her hands on my shoulders. "Easy there," she said laughing. I was acting a little ridiculous. "Now, this is what I want you to do. At around 10 tonight I'll be coming into your bedroom, I need you in your bed under the covers, with no clothes on." "Yes ma'am," I said and then ran upstairs. I spent the next few hours getting ready. I showered, I shaved, I jerked off at one more time thinking it would make me last longer, which it usually does. I did as my mother told me to do, right before 10 I got naked and jumped into bed under my covers. I had the lamp lit low to set the mood, but not too low I wanted to see everything clearly. I set my computer to play some soft R&B music, I know its a little cliché but I couldn't resist. At exactly 10pm I heard a nock on the door. "Luke," my mother called. "Can I come in now?" "Yes, you can come in." She slowly opened the door and walked into the room. She noticed the lighting and music and commented how she liked it. She was wearing her silk bathrobe again, it was slightly open from the top that revealed a decent amount of cleavage, and again I could see her nipples pointing through it. She wasn't completely naked underneath; I could see that she was wearing black panties through the robe. She slowly walked up to me and stood by the bed, giving me that wicked smile again. She was wearing her best perfume; it was exotic smell which only aroused me even more. "Are you ready?" she asked. "More than ever," I replied. She undid the belt on her robe, the slowly in a very burlesque way, dropped her robe to the ground. She looked so much more beautiful up close than when I saw naked two weeks ago. Her body was so perfectly shaped; it was like looking at a piece of art. She grabbed my blanket and pulled it aside to reveal my own naked body, I was already stroking myself at that point. "Very nice," she said. She sat on the bed by my hips, removed my hand from around my cock and replaced it with hers. She began stroking slowly at first, and then little by little she increased its speed. Her hands were so soft and held a good firm grip around the shaft. I just laid back looking watching her stroking me and every now and then looking back at her lovely body. "Do you like this?" she asked. "Yes," I replied. "Would you like me to go faster? "Yes please." And she went faster and it was wonderful, I never felt such pleasure before. "Are you ready for some more?" "Oh yes, please give me more." She slowly lowered herself downwards until her head was directly above my cock. Her lips slightly touching the edge of my foreskin, I could feel her warm breath against the shaft as she began to slow down her strokes. She kissed the foreskin a little then flicking it with her tongue. My heart was pounding through my chest; I was mostly afraid of blowing my load early into her face, but I was just as concerned about dying of a heart attack right there. She stopped teasing me as she opened her mouth and slowly lowered her head until my cock completely disappeared into her mouth. She held it in there for several seconds before lifting her head back up off my cock and looked right at me. "Yummy," she said. She put my cock back into her mouth and this time she didn't tease me, she just went straight to sucking my cock like a pro. Her head was rapidly bobbing up and down on my cock, her lips were tightly sealed around the shaft, her tongue not only lubricated the shaft but she seemed to be using it to massage the shaft as well. She moaned and moaned in a heavenly tone which only served to make the sensation even more enjoyable. As she did this her hand was massaging my testicles, alternating from touching them softly to squeezing them hard, but not too hard. I couldn't resist the urge I put my hand on my mothers head and grabbed her hair as she was sucking me off. She didn't need me to guide her she knew exactly what to do, but it still felt great having it there. I realized that she was close enough that I could touch her breast with my other hand so I slowly reached out for one of them. I first touched the tips of my fingers against her breast to make sure it was OK with her; she didn't seem to mind she was having just as much sucking me off as I was receiving it from her. So I reached out and grabbed her right breast with my hand and it was amazing. For a woman of her age, not only did she have an incredible pair of breasts, but they felt like that of a younger woman as well. Home School Ch. 01 After about half an hour I felt my cock stiffen up and my balls tighten some more, I was sure I was about to blow my load. I tried to force myself to hold on a little longer but it wouldn't be for much long. Mother also sensed that it was almost time and slowed herself down and was getting ready for me to finish. I wasn't sure if she wanted me to cum in her mouth or if she wanted me to cum on her or away from her, I wasn't even sure if I should ask. She made the answer for me as suddenly my cock finally erupted and I could feel the biggest load I have ever shot go straight into her mouth. After each shot of cum mother swallowed it, one after the other. Finally when I finished she pulled her head up, my dick went flaccid and she sat back in her chair. "How was that?" she asked. "I can't even begin to describe how truly amazing it was." She giggled and said thank you for the compliment. I sat up on my bed and faced my mother; I put her hand on her thigh and slowly moved it upwards. Before I got to her crotch she grabbed my hand and stopped me. "What do you think you're doing?" she asked. "I thought we would—" "Oh, no no no young man." "But I thought... you said we would..." "I said I would reward you in a very amorous way, and that was it." I fell backwards onto my bed; I really thought I was getting laid tonight. "Dammit," I said. "Sorry I wasn't clearer on what I meant," she said as she stood up and put her robe back on. "But I thought you said you had urges too." "I do, and I will fulfill those urges with you, but not until after your finals." I sat right back up. "Really?" "Yes really," she said and made her way to the door. "Now when you say fulfill your own urges, what do you mean?" I need to be absolutely sure this time. She looked at me and gave me a wicked smile before leaving the room and closing the door. I laid back down on my bed, thinking back about what had just happened, wondering if she meant what I thought she meant or was it another twist of her words. The door opened and my mother stepped back into the room. "I don't think I should tease you any more. What I meant was that after your finals, and you do well on them, I will have sex with you." "Really? You would?" "Yes, and in the meantime we could do what we did just now every now and then as a reward for your schoolwork." She walked out of the room again. After a moment I jumped up and down and quietly cheering myself with joy. This was going to be the best home-school year ever. To Be Continued... Home School Ch. 02 She was true to her word. As time went by and as I did well on my reports and tests she rewarded my good work with a blowjob. In the last six weeks she has went sucked my cock 5 times. It would've been 6 times, but two weeks ago I didn't do so well on my World War 2 report and got a B. She allowed me to fix the report to get a higher grade, which I did, but it was too late and she didn't give me anything. At least I got a higher grade on that report and kept my history grade up; I know it's not as good as getting a blowjob but I need to stay positive about these things. It was after that I made sure I would never slack on any of my schoolwork no matter how trivial it may have been. The last time she gave me a blowjob was two days ago after I had done very well on my sociology test. I even got three out of the 4 bonus questions that she put on there that were supposed to be more difficult for me to answer but I got it and she was impressed. So after dinner that night we went to the living room, I pulled my pants down she took her shirt and bra off and kneeled before me and started sucking me off. I did what I always did; I just lay back in my seat with my hand on her head and watched as my cock kept disappearing in her. That was two days ago, today I had some time off and went to the park to play basketball with my friends. It was a good game we were playing three on three. My team almost one, but then my friend Rodney pulled a couple of sneaky maneuvers to get a couple of good shots off of us to win the game. This is why I always try to get on his team. Afterwards we went over to a nearby pizza place and ordered a few slices. There was this new girl there at the counter who was extremely cute. Her name was Anna; she was my age, short blonde hair, a couple of inches shorter than me. I couldn't really tell from the clothes she was wearing but I new she had a very good figure underneath. When my friends and I got to our table to eat our food the first thing any of us talked about was the new girl behind the counter. A few minutes later I went back to the counter with my soda cup and asked Anna for a refill. After she gave me my refill I started chatting her up; asked about her and what she likes. I made a few flirtatious remarks; a couple of them didn't land but a few did and she smiled back at me. "Listen, can I get your phone number? Maybe we can do something this weekend," I asked her. "Sure," she replied. She grabbed a napkin and wrote her number down on it. "Thank you. I have to get back to my friends now," I told her. "No problem, they'll probably joke with you about me won't they?" "Mostly because they would be jealous that I had the courage to come up here to talk to you," I told her and she smiled. I walked back to the table, my friends made a few somewhat clever remarks about me talking to her, and as expected showed their jealousy when I told them I got her number and joked around some more. It was a couple of days before I called Anna, we talked on the phone for a while and then I asked her out for this Saturday and she said yes. We talked a little bit more before we both had to hang up. I studied my notes until my mother called me down to dinner. Halfway through dinner my mother finally said something. "So who was that you were talking to on the phone?" she asked. "Oh, that was this girl I met," I tried to say coolly without looking at her face. "Oh," she said with a big smile. "Are you two going out on a date?" "Yes, this Saturday we're going out." "Don't forget to finish your homework and you report before then." "I will," I replied. I was glad she was happy for me; I wasn't sure how this new situation between us would affect how she felt about me dating. I wasn't even sure that she would still give me my incentives if I was dating somebody, for that matter I wasn't sure if it was right for me to even get them if I was already going out with someone. On Friday, I finished my report and handed it to my mother. As I was going over my chemistry lessons she read my report. I was having trouble concentrating on the chemistry lessons because my mind kept going back to the situation between my mother and Anna. At about 7pm I was done my homework so I was watching some movie on TV. My mother came into my room, she had her gym clothes on; she pent the last hour and a half over there working out. Sometimes I went with her and saw the heavy workout that she did that kept her body in such great shape. "Hey Luke, I forgot to tell you that I finished grading your report, you got a 99. I only took off for a couple of grammatical errors." "Thanks Mom," I replied. "I'm going to take a shower and when I'm done I'll come to your room and give you your incentives." "Ok Mom, I'll be waiting." She left the room and a few minutes later I heard the shower turn on from her bedroom. I thought about going to spy on her, thinking that now she wouldn't mind so much. But I decided to hold myself back because I didn't want to rock the boat too much and possibly ruin this good thing that I had going. I also thought about Anna and this incentives situation, and I decided that we weren't officially going out so it's not like I would be cheating on he anyway. So I'll take my blowjob tonight and then I'll see how things go from there. My cell phone rang, the caller ID said it was Anna. I answered it and we talked. "I hope I didn't catch you at a bad time," she asked. "No, it's cool, I'm just watching TV." "Good because listen, I can't make it tomorrow I have to go to a family dinner." "Oh, that's ok. Do you want to go out sometime this week?" "Sure," she replied. "Or, I have time tonight actually, do you want make it tonight instead?" "Oh, I ...I" I was thinking about my mother who would be coming out of the shower any moment now. "Unless you have something else better to do, then we can just postpone." "No," I said without even thinking. "I've got nothing do, I'll meet you at the mall in half an hour." "Great, I'll see you then." We said our goodbyes and hung up. I got off my bed and changed my clothes as fast as I could. As I was spraying my deodorant my mother walked into my room wearing her pink silk robe. "You getting ready for me?" she asked. "You don't have to use deodorant; it's not like where I'm going I can get close enough to your armpits." "Oh no it's not for you," I told her. "Listen, I have something to tell you." I told her of my situation and how I was having plans with Anna real soon. She asked if I still wanted my blowjob, but I told her that I wouldn't have enough time. "I hope that cool with you?" I asked. "No, it's no problem. It has been a while since you've been out on a date I'm glad you're finally getting out there." "Are you sure?" "Yes, if you want we can do this tomorrow," she replied. "Really? Even if I'm going out with someone you'd still give me these blowjobs?" "Sure," she said. "It's technically not cheating, because I'm your mother." "Really?" I asked, perplexed by her answer. "I don't know actually, I'm new to this as much as you are. We'll just see how it goes from here. Have fun sweetie." She left my room and I continued to prepare for my date. At the mall Anna and I walked around for a long while talking and looking around some of the stores. I asked things about her and we seem to have quite a few things in common. She asked some things about me, I tried to dodge the home-school issue for a while but eventually I had to tell her. She didn't think it was weird or anything, in fact she found it quite interesting. She asked a lot of questions about being home-schooled, and I told her as much as I could; how it works, the pros and cons of it all. We went to see a movie, a romantic comedy with Julia Roberts. She loved the movie and I only pretended that I did by telling her what I thought she wanted to hear. I drove her back to her house; in her driveway we talked for a good while which lead up to a very good make-out session. I enjoyed it but and Anna told me that she did, but I couldn't help the feeling that she was now the one that was telling me what I wanted to hear. The next day, after I studied, I called Anna and we talked for a long time. I didn't mention the make-out session that we had and how I felt that she may not have liked it as much; we were having too much fun talking and I didn't' want to ruin the moment between us. My mother knocked on my door and then let herself in without waiting for me to tell her she could. "Oh, you're on the phone," she said. "Is it that girl?" "Hold on, Anna," I told her and covered the speaker of my cell phone with my hand. "Yes it is mom, do you need anything?" "So I guess things went well last night," she said with a big smile. "Yes it did, what do you need?" "Oh, I just wanted to let you know that I'll probably be done working on my computer in about an hour, so if you still want that, uh..." she looked to make sure that I covered my phone securely. "If you still want that incentive, just let me know anytime you want. I had completely forgotten about it. I thought for a moment about Anna and my mothers offer and decided it that even though I liked Anna it was still too soon to make any final decisions between my mother and I. "Ok, later, thank you." She left the room and I went back to talking to Anna on the phone. Later that night I went into my mothers' room and got my blowjob. The next weekend, I went out with Anna again. We had another great time, I took her to this Italian restaurant that I liked and she ordered one of my favorite dishes before I even mentioned that I liked it. We enjoyed talking to each other some more, and afterward we went back to her place. Her parents were gone so we sat in her living room and watched a movie on TV. Eventually we started making out again, but this time she ended it a lot sooner than I expected her to do. We finished watching the movie and then I went back home. The next day, went the same way as last week. I studied and then called Anna. We had another great time talking, and again I didn't mention about what happened last night. Later I was in the living room watching TV, my mother walked in the house after coming back from the gym. "Hey mom," I said as she entered the living room. "Hey Luke," she said. "You got a 96 on your chemistry test yesterday, I'm very proud of you." "Thank you, how about those bonus questions?" I asked. "You only got 2 out of 4 them, but it was still good considering chemistry was never your strongest subject. So after I take a shower should I come into your bedroom?" "Sure," I said. She walked upstairs to her bedroom and a few minutes late I went to my room to get ready for her. She came into my room and pulled my chair up to my bed. "Ok honey, lets to this," she said. "Mom, before we do anything, can I talk to you about something?" "Sure honey, what's it about?" "It's about Anna," I said. She put the chair back and sat next to me on my bed. I told her of my problem, how everything was going well but it seemed like I might not be doing so well when I make out with her and I didn't know why. "Well honey, it does seem like you might not be doing so well in that department," mom told me. "Are you sure? It seems like I'm doing everything correctly." "Just because it seems that way to you, it doesn't mean it seems that way to her." "I supposed." "Listen to me Luke," my mother said. "I want to help you out with this, and the best way we can do this is for you to go through everything that you've been doing with this girl with me." I looked at her in surprise. "I'm not sure if that's a good idea, you're my mother." "Are you serious?" she asked with an amazed look on her face. "For the lat couple of months I've been sucking your dick and swallowing your cu, and you think making out with your own mother is somehow going too far?" "I see your point," I told her. "Good, now first show me how you kiss her." I leaned in close to my mothers face, I closed my eyes as my lips touched hers after holding it there for a while I slipped my tongue into her mouth and that's when she pushed me away from her and looked at me with a face of horror. "That's how you kiss that poor girl?" she asked. "Yes, what's wrong?" "That was horrible." She began telling me my problem that I was basically just pressing my lips against hers and not moving it around too much and when I stuck my tongue in her mouth I just shoved it all right in like I was attacking her mouth. "You have to be more gentle when you kiss her on the lips, don't just push it in right on her lips, touch her lips gently and move it around some, try follow the way she does it when she kisses you in return. And when you put your tongue in a girls mouth do the same as she would do with you. Slowly put it in little by little, massage your tongue against hers move it around a bit in circular motions, not throwing it around in there. Now let's try it again." I did it again; she didn't push me away this time. I kissed her on the lips gently, enjoying the wet softness of her lips, moving it around some just like she told me. After that I slowly slipped my tongue in her mouth little by little, rubbing it against her tongue and running it in circular motions and she did the same to me as well. We held that kiss for several seconds before we both let go. "That was great," she told me. "Anna would love that, but she wouldn't love it when you stick your and on the inside of her thigh and move it toward her crotch." I looked down and saw where my hand was, exactly as my mother described. "I guess I shouldn't do that?" I asked. "Not at first anyway, what you should do is put you hand on the outside of her thigh. Rub it gently, girls are sensitive about their things and by paying attention to it you'll show that you do like her body the way it is. Then slowly move it up to her ass and rub it gently as well. After a while you can squeeze her ass, but not too hard. We went to try it again. We kissed just like we practiced before and I did as she told me with her thigh. I began rubbing it on the outside and then moved it to her ass where I gave it some gentle squeezes. After another few minutes we let go of each other. "That was great," she told me. "But you went to my ass to soon, next time just wait a little longer. It may be tempting but it will be more rewarding in the end." "Thanks mom." "Your welcome. Now I know that you must've touched her breasts at some point, show me how you feel her breasts. Mom opened the front of her robe and let the robe fall down to her waist. I just stared at her beautiful breasts; I wanted to suck on them so badly. I moved my one hand to her left breast and showed her how I touch Anna's breast. Suddenly she pushed my hand away and slapped me on the face. It wasn't a hard slap, but enough to get my attention. "Please tell me that's not how you touch her breasts," she said. "Yes, is there a problem?" "Yes there's a problem," she snapped at me. "You squeezed it too hard, it felt like it was going to burst open like a water balloon." "I didn't know it was that hard." "Well it was. You've felt my breasts plenty of times before, how come I never felt you do it to me like that?" "I don't know I just do it like that with her." "Listen to me," she began to say. "Now sometimes a girl does like to have her breasts squeezed hard, but never like that. Feel her breast the same way you do with my own breast. After a while you can squeeze it harder, but only a little bit. Now do it again. I reached my hand up and grabbed the same breast again. I touched it the same way I always do with her and after about a minute I started squeezing it harder, but not too hard. I even started to rub her nipple between my fingers which she seemed to enjoy. "That's good honey, just like that," she said. "Don't be afraid to pinch the nipple a little, but again not too hard." I did as she told me and pinched the nipple with my fingers gently and then slightly pulled on it which made her very aroused. "That's great honey," she said as she pulled my hand away from her breast. "You remember these things with Anna the next time you're together and I promise you she would love it all." "Thanks mom. You've been a great help." "Your welcome honey," she said. I pulled down my pants and she got on her knees in front of me and showed me how good of a job that I had done. The next weekend I took Anna out again, we had another great time. We went to the arcade, her idea, then we went to see a movie and after that we had some ice cream before I took her back home. At her front door she was very hesitant with me as she saw that I was going for a kiss, but after I kissed her the way my mother taught me to she really got into it. Her parents weren't home again so she invited me inside where we continued to make out on her couch. I continued kissing her the same way, and I can see the difference this was so much better, I couldn't believe how I used to kiss her before. I had my hand on her thigh under her skirt, rubbing it gently and then moving it up to her ass. After a few minutes I moved my hand out of her skirt and under her blouse. Again I felt her hesitation as I did this, but once I got my hand under her bra and grabbed her breast she once again got into it. I touched it just like how I touched my mother's breast and when I pinched the nipple she responded in the same way that my mother did. It wasn't long before Anna grabbed at my belt and pulled it off. She quickly undid my pants zipper and pulled my pants and underwear down just enough for my cock to shoot straight up at her. She began stroking me as we kissed harder and I grabbed her breast harder, but not too hard like I was taught to do. She then moved her head away from mine and lowered it down to my groin. There she opened her mouth wide as she took my cock into her mouth and began sucking me off. It was almost as good as the way my mother had done except she seemed to be using her tongue on it in a different but much better way. After several minutes I was about to cum, I told her that I was and she pulled her cock out of me. She wasn't so easy about swallowing my cum as my mother was, but instead she took off her shirt and allowed me to shoot my load all over her breasts. I went home after that; I had to because Anna knew that her parents would come home at any time. I went to my room and changed my clothes to my pajamas. I didn't go to sleep right away; I just lay on the bed watching TV. A few minutes later my mother opened the door and peaked her head it. "Hey honey, can I come in?" she asked. "Yes sure," I replied. She came in wearing her silk robe again, but she was wearing her pajamas underneath this time. She pulled my chair up to my bed and sat down in front of me. "So, how did it go?" she asked with a big smile. "It went well," I said. "You know what I mean. Did you two make-out again? Did you show her how you improved your game?" I sat up on the bed faced her. "Yes, we did make out again." "So tell me how it went. And don't spare any details." So I told her, I went through as much as I could. I told her how I kissed her, how I touched her body and how she responded very well to the improvements that mom had taught me to do with Anna. And I told her about how at the end she gave me a blowjob. "That's my boy," she said. She raised her hand and I high-fived her. "Thanks again for teaching me those moves," I told her. "Your welcome. But I have to know something. It may sound a little odd coming from me but did she suck your dick better than me?" Home School Ch. 02 That was an unusual question. "Well," I began to say. "She wasn't as good as you, but it was still very good. I would say she's second best compared to you in the blowjob department." "Cool," she said with another big smile. "It's good to know that at my age I can still outshine the younger girls." "There's no doubt about." She got out of the chair and knelt down before me. "I guess I should now give you something to show how proud I am of you." "But I didn't do any reports or take any tests this week," I said. "Well let's call what you did with Anna some extra credit work for your psychology class." "Psychology? How does that work?" "Psychology and sexuality usually works together. Do you really need to ask me for a reason why I'm going to suck your dick?" "No, I don't need any reason." She took off her robe and her pajama shirt then her bra while I took down my pants and underwear. She began the usual way by stroking my cock before she took it all into her mouth and began sucking on it. I grabbed her head as she was rapidly pumping it into her mouth. She did something different time; she took my dick out of her mouth and then bent down a little more and put my entire scrotum into her mouth. She was now sucking and pulling on my balls as she was stroking my cock. I kept thinking she wanted to continue giving me better blowjobs than Anna. She did this for a good while before she stopped and moved herself up a little more. She grabbed my cock and put it between her tits. She then grabbed her tits and pushed them together around my cock until it was trapped between them. She then began moving her body up and down; the head of my cock disappeared and reappeared rapidly. I could feel the mounds of flesh rubbing against my cock's shaft; it was a wonderful soft feeling. "Do you like that?" she asked. "Oh yes mom, I love that." "You want to hold them?" she asked. "Yes please." I reached up and grabbed her tits, she let go of them and raised her arms up by her head as she allowed me to hold. "You're about to cum soon, I can feel it," she said. "I need to put it back in my mouth soon." "Can I cum on your tits?" I asked her. "Not tonight, maybe next time." After a few more seconds she pulled her tits away and went back to sucking me off. She was right; I was about to cum any second now. I grabbed her head as my balls tightened up and I shot another load into her mouth. She grabbed it all in her mouth and gave it one big swallow. She pulled my dick out of her mouth and got up to get dressed as I got my pants back up. "Goodnight honey," she said. "Goodnight Mom." She walked back to her room. I shut off the TV and went to bed. I drifted off to sleep thinking about Anna and my Mom. To be continued...