I never planned for it to happen. I was eighteen, home from my first semester at college, and the house felt smaller than I remembered. Mom had always been the one constantwarm, steady, the kind of woman who still made my heart twist when she smiled at me across the kitchen table. That night she wore a thin robe after her shower, the fabric clinging where it was still damp. We were talking on the couch, the TV low, when the conversation drifted into places it never had before.
She asked if I had met anyone at school. I told her the truth: no one felt right. She laughed softly, but there was something else in her eyes. Youve always been so careful, she said. Her hand rested on my knee longer than it needed to. I felt the heat of her palm through my jeans and didnt pull away.
The air changed when she leaned in to hug me goodnight. Her breasts pressed against my chest, soft and full. I hugged back harder than usual, and she didnt let go right away. When she pulled back, her face was close. Her lips brushed mineonce, testing. I kissed her back. It was clumsy at first, then hungry. Her tongue slid against mine and she made a small sound that went straight to my cock.
We didnt speak. She stood, took my hand, and led me down the hall to her bedroom. The door clicked shut. She turned and untied the robe. It slid off her shoulders and pooled at her feet. She was naked underneath, skin flushed, nipples tight. I stared, breathing hard. She was beautifulfull hips, the soft curve of her belly, the trimmed patch of hair between her legs.
Come here, she whispered.
I crossed the room and she undressed me slowly, kissing each inch of skin she uncovered. When my cock sprang free she wrapped her fingers around it and stroked once, slow. Youre so hard already, she said, voice low and rough. She sank to her knees and took me into her mouth. The wet heat made my knees buckle. She sucked me deep, tongue swirling, one hand cupping my balls. I watched her lips stretch around me, saliva glistening on the shaft when she pulled back to breathe.
I pulled her up before I came. We tumbled onto the bed. I kissed down her body, tasting the salt of her skin, and spread her thighs. She was already wet. I licked her slowly at first, learning the taste, then faster when she grabbed my hair and rocked against my mouth. Her clit swelled under my tongue. She came with a low moan, thighs shaking around my head.
She tugged me up and reached between us, guiding me to her entrance. Go slow, she said. I pushed in. The head of my cock parted her folds and sank inside. She was tight and hot and so wet. Inch by inch I filled her until my hips met hers. We stayed still for a moment, breathing the same air. Then she rolled her hips and I started to move.
Every thrust felt deeper than the last. She wrapped her legs around me, heels digging into my back, urging me faster. The wet sound of our bodies filled the room. I fucked her with long, steady strokes, watching her tits bounce, watching her face twist with pleasure. She reached down and rubbed her clit while I pounded into her. When she came again she clenched around me so hard I almost lost it.
I flipped her onto her stomach and slid back inside from behind. She pushed back to meet every thrust. I gripped her hips and drove harder, skin slapping skin. She reached under herself and played with her clit again, moaning into the pillow. I felt my orgasm building fast. I told her I was close. She looked back over her shoulder, eyes dark. Come inside me, she said. I want to feel it.
That pushed me over. I buried myself deep and came hard, pulsing thick ropes into her. She kept moving, milking every drop. When I finally pulled out, my cum leaked from her and she reached down to catch it on her fingers, bringing them to her mouth.
We lay tangled together afterward, sweat cooling on our skin. She stroked my chest and kissed my shoulder. That was your first time with me, she murmured. Were not done yet.
Her hand slid down between my legs again, coaxing me back to hardness. Round two started slower, both of us savoring every touch, every gasp, every forbidden inch. By the time the sun came up we had learned each others bodies completely. And we both knew it wouldnt be the last time.
