0 comments/ 140222 views/ 5 favorites My Lesson By: davecrocket My mother is an absolute stunner. She is thirty-nine years old, but could pass very easily for a twenty-nine year old. Mom's height is 5'9", her breast size is 34", I have seen the bra's after they have been cleaned, and am therefore very clued up on that score. Mom only wears the European type bra, which supports the breasts, but does not cover them. Mom wears her blonde hair in a shoulder length, hairstyle that she washes daily. At the age of six years old, dad and mom got divorced, and to this day, I have no idea why. I last saw dad when mom required a month to complete her studies, to become an accountant. After obtaining her licence to practise. Taking into account the last time I slept over at dad's for the month, I have not seen him for more than twelve years. My friends also believe that my mother is a stunner and all wish that their mother's would look only half as good as my mom. Mom's secret to her beauty was a work out at the gym, as often as possible. This could exceed up to three times per week, all depending on her workload. As an adolescent I would always imagine how mom would look, naked, and believe me, I would cum, like there was no tomorrow. Stream after stream, of cum would spew out. As time went on, I became bolder, and bolder, and jerked myself off, not only during the day, when I was alone, but also when mom returned from work, this would turn me on, to be caught in the act. I remember one time when mom, slipped into my bedroom, whilst I was jerking off, and I made out that I was unaware of her presence, and carried on jerking myself off. Mom never said a word, but I knew that sooner or later the question would arise, whether I had broken my virginity, and with whom. To date I was still a virgin, and not being proud of it either. Mom on arriving home would have her shower, and put on a blouse, without a bra, and her cutaway jeans. Her nipples were always erect, as if proud. When mom's jeans lifted, her blouse would also lift, and so her torso, became clearly visible, and was perfectly visible. It was smooth just like a baby, with silky smooth skin. This sent a pang through to my cock, and on many occasions would have to be excused, and go to bedroom, to jerk myself off, before I came in front of mom. One afternoon, I watched as mom was busy in the kitchen, making muffins, when once again, I could feel my cock beginning to swell, due to the fact that mom, was bending over to place the muffins in the oven and her buns were literally sticking out. Her nipples were also virtually coming out of her blouse as two top buttons, were as normal undone, but somehow the third button also became loose. Her nipples were almost out of her blouse and I got such a hard on, that I came under the table in the kitchen, there just wasn't enough time to get out, and jerk off in the privacy of my bedroom. After cumming I ran upstairs cleaned up, changed my pants and underwear, and then returned downstairs. Mom definitely gave me a look of knowing, but then just carried on, with her baking. If she only knew how randy this made me, she may not be torturing me to such great lengths. Suddenly mom turned around and told me that I should not be ashamed of my body as growing up, and seeing a woman, was natural. Their behaviour may seem odd now, but as time passed, everything would become clearer. I was glad that mom had cleared this matter up, without making me feel like a total freak. Moms took the muffins out of the oven, and believe it or not, I got such a weird feeling that my cock just shot up, without any temptation. This time I never thought about anything but sitting well hidden below the table edge, where I could not be observed. When mom took the muffins out of the oven her blouse came out of her jeans, and mom made no effort to replace them, and placed the hot plate of muffins on the stove, her jeans lifted even higher, due to her hands extending upwards. Because her blouse was above her naval, and her jeans were slipping down her ass, I could see that at any moment her blouse may lift up even further. Alternatively, her jeans may slip down even further, if not both, at once due to the fact that the next lot of muffins were ready to be placed in the oven. Without even taking a minute to let, her clothing settle down, she slipped the next tin, of muffins into the oven. This action pulled her blouse even higher, and was just under her tits. Whilst straightening up, she never had time to pull her jeans up, and so they slid even further down. Mom's g-string panties were plainly visible, and even her mound could be seen. There was a silky blonde hair, which was shaven so as not to let her bikini swimming pants show her mound off. The panties appeared to be dripping wet. Even after placing the uncooked muffins into the oven, mom just walked around the kitchen, trying to cleanup, any crumbs that may have fallen off the table, onto the floor. Mom made no attempt to pull up her blouse or even to pick up her jeans. When mom bent down to collect the crumbs, she got up, and her blouse was now just under her tits and her three top buttons were open but this made no difference. Her erect tits were clearly visible, and her jeans had slipped even further down, and were just below her panties, therefore her ass crack was showing quite openly. I came right under the table and through my boxers, and the cum, landed all over the kitchen floor. This was the first time that I had cum, in front of another person. Mom must have heard the splatter of the cum, and looked under the table, and saw the liquid. My embarrassment was overwhelming, and I told mom about the problem which I was presently undergoing. After the muffins had baked, and left on the stove to cool off, mom guided me through the door from the kitchen, and into her bedroom. I was so excited as mom had still not pulled up her blouse or pulled up her jeans. Mom told me to remove her blouse. I couldn't believe my ears, so I just listened, and went ahead as if in a trance. After mom's blouse was removed mom's top, fell off her shoulders, and I just looked in awe, at this marvellous sight. I sucked on the nipples as instructed by mom, and then I tweaked mom's nipples. I kissed mom all the way to her naval, but her panties were in the way. Mom obviously also demanded that I remove them together with her jeans. This I immediately completed in record time. Mom then took my shirt off, and started to bite on my nipples but this had very little effect on me. My shorts, and boxers which were soiled, were also removed, and then mom got down on her knees, and started to suck all the cum off my cock. I was also instructed to lie on top of mom, and to eat her pussy. Both mom, and myself were now in a sixty-nine position, where I was eating mom, and I was getting a blowjob. This ecstasy could not last long as I could feel that I was nearing another orgasm. After sucking mom, I found her clitoris, and mom started to moan softly, gradually reaching a crescendo scream, where mom was bucking and bumping up and around. After five minutes of this multi-orgasm, mom pleaded with me to place my cock into her pussy, this I unhesitatingly did, and within a few minutes I could feel my balls begin to contort and eventually they reached a stage where I could not hold myself any longer, and s I came, as did mom. Mom immediately grabbed my dripping cock, and sucked off every drop, which may still be remaining on my cock. Naturally if mom could do that, then I followed suit and also sucked mom off, before I knew it mom had another orgasm, but not as violent as the previous ones. I had proved it in the kitchen, and now by screwing my mother, who was definitely pleased with my actions. After getting this invitation, I would often go to mom, as often as possible. In the meantime, mom was dressing differently namely her jeans were really cut away, and on many occasions she never even bothered to wear her panties so her mound could be clearly seen, when we were watching T.V., and mom would keep her legs lifted up at just the right angle. Mom's blouses also changed in that she wore semi transparent blouses, without any bra. This was a real turn on, and on many occasions we would screw each other in front of the T.V. I think that mom was also very lonely as she had not had a screw for the last twelve years, or longer, and had not dated, as she did not want to get intimate with anybody. I was very pleased that I could please mom, as she was my idle to whom I had always looked up to. My Lesson In Hitchhiking Hi, this is my first story here. It happened to me a couple years ago when I was in grad school, 26 years old. My boyfriend and I broke up that semester a couple weeks before final exams. I did relatively OK since I was busy working on my experiment, writing a paper and studying for two exams. After it all winded down and break came up—the first I had in a long time, I started to feel a bit lonely and didn't know what to do. I was studying in a college town that was mostly surrounded by farmland and small towns with nothing to do or see. Not having had sex in a while, and being near my period which always makes me horny, I was also getting quite hot and frequently found myself using my vibrating massage tool for its unintended use. Not into going out and picking someone up from this small town to take home with me (they probably knew people I knew anyway), I started thinking of adventurous sexual escapades I could get into. The one I decided on was to hitchhike with one of the many truckers that brings stuff in and out of town, go a ways to another town and then hitchhike back. The fun part would be that I was going to wear my light summer dress without bra or panties, seeing as how it was so hot out anyways. It was concealing enough that I could look decent if I didn't want to be seen, but also let me reveal a few things if the right opportunity arose. When standing up, it revealed my upper chest down to where the top of my small breasts just started to show (but no nipples). On the bottom, it came down to mid-thigh. I liked to reveal just enough to get someone excited, then think of them going home and jacking off while they think about me. I hid $80 in my sock just in case and I headed out mid-day to the road most trucks leave from. The second one I hailed stopped 30 feet in front of me, so I ran up and got in the cab. I looked over at him and noticed that he was actually good-looking, rugged, but nice and I was happy to know things were going well. I asked where he was going, and he named a town about 65 miles away. I said that was where I was going too, I had a friend there to see. I thanked him, closed the door, and we were on our way. He tried to make conversation, obviously interested in me, but I just sort of dismissed the horribly boring small talk and said I needed to get some rest. I strategically turned to my right side and bent my legs up a bit so that the bottom of the dress was just below my ass. I curled up and pretended to drift off to sleep. I was in a position that was just right for looking into the side mirror so I could see the driver out of the corner of my eye. It didn't take long for him to stare down at my revealed legs. I could feel myself getting very wet. This was exactly what I was looking for, I thought. I pretended to stir to get more comfortable, having the effect of making the back of my dress ride up just a bit more, now exposing the bottom inch of my ass. I could feel the air on my upper thighs, and it made my juices start to flow. I was afraid he would see or smell them, and think I wanted more than just his eyes. If he could see my pussy lips, it was just a little and they were closed, so I thought it was probably safe to assume he wouldn't notice my wetness. I just relaxed and watched as he stared down at my "accidental" exposure, and I could hear him rubbing his jeans and trying to get comfortable. I wanted to be able to reach down and touch myself, but that would be impossible without him noticing, and I didn't want him to expect anything more than what he was already getting. It wasn't long before we came to our destination, and I yawned, casually readjusted and stepped out of the cab. I thanked him for the ride and walked in the other direction. I looked back and watched him go towards the restaurant that was connected to the gas station, and saw him greeting another guy who it seemed he knew from before. It was obvious he was explaining his "lucky ride" and that settled it for me—I got exactly what I was hoping for and couldn't be more happy. Pleased with myself, I went to have a bite to eat. It was starting to get late, so I decided to head to the road going East of there, planning on making somewhat of a semi circle. I wanted to get home soon so I could relieve myself. Again, not surprisingly, it was easy to wave a truck down and soon I was climbing up into the second cab. He was going exactly where I had wanted to go, so I sat down and closed the door as we took off. He wasn't nearly as attractive as the first guy. He had a gut, but at least he wasn't completely round or flabby. He just wasn't much to look at. He was rugged like the first, and as I looked at him he looked more and more familiar. Then it hit me—he looks exactly like the guy that was talking to the first trucker. My blood suddenly ran cold with embarrassment and worry. I was not in the least attracted to him, and did not intend to give him the same show. Intent on covering up as much as possible and hoping the ride passed quickly, I sat up keeping my eyes open. Unfortunately, I realized because of his height advantage he had too good of a view down my front, with a good amount of my breasts visible and my nipples poking through the fabric of the dress. I finally opted on turning to my right like I did with the previous driver, but this time loosened the straps just a tad so I could pull the dress a little farther down so it covered my back all the way down to my mid thigh. Again I could see his face in the side mirror, so I felt pretty assured that this would go OK in the end. Of course he was constantly looking, disappointedly, over at my ass, but I knew he couldn't see too much so I just sat there and rested. Eventually I started to drift off to sleep, soothed by the motion of the truck on the road. A while later I woke up and noticed that air seemed to be somehow reaching my ass as before. I looked in the mirror and noticed the driver still staring at my ass, but this time I feared there might be something to see. It was clear he was jacking himself off—I could hear the movement of his hand and see his head shaking in time. I soon realized that my dress had been pulled up to the top of my ass, and I'm sure it couldn't have ridden that far up on its own. My entire ass was now exposed, and with my knees bent up I knew that my pussy lips, although closed, were also visible. I didn't know what to do. I didn't want to get up and let him know that I knew because I didn't want to have to address it and deal with the awkwardness afterwards. I thought I would stir and make him think I was waking so he would put everything away. I yawned and stretched my arms out, and in my half asleep state I hadn't thought how the stretch would affect his view—I felt my pussy lips part slightly, and felt them stick with the moisture that I could not help but produce considering the thrill of the situation. I relaxed back to my original position, and waited for him to cum so he would put his thing back in his pants and cover me up. However, after several boring minutes I only fell back asleep again as I waited. I woke up again as we pulled into a rest stop, and was very pleased to find my dress back where it was, covering me completely, and him sitting there fully clothed and not touching himself. He went over to the men's room, probably to finish jacking himself off, I assumed. Relieved, I got out of the cab and headed towards the bathroom. I could still feel that I was really wet, but then realized that my period had actually started as I felt it drip down my leg. I was embarrassed to think he might have seen it. I rushed to the ladies room and into the stall to clean myself off. To my surprise, there was no blood but thick white liquid that was dripping down from my ass. In a panic, I wiped his cum off of my ass and legs, being careful not to get any of it in my vagina. This jerk had an impressive amount of sperm, it had filled up my ass crack and covered my anus, and I had to be very careful as I wiped the stuff outward off of my pussy lips and pulled it out of the untrimmed pubic hair that covered the sides of my vulva. After the outside was as clean as I could get it, I nervously put my finger on the inside to make sure nothing got in. Fortunately, it was clean. Nonetheless, I started heavily considering taking the "morning after pill" when I returned just to be on the safe side. I finished wiping what dried cum I could off my ass cheeks, then tried to think of what to do next. Despite my worries, it was nonetheless a very erotic situation and had me quite turned on. I though of getting myself off, but decided it was best just to get out of there and find another ride home, so I walked back out to the parking lot. to be continued...