"But Mom， most of the other guys are going with someone， or if notit's easy to understand why not. And most of the girls I know are onlyimpressed with a big car and lots of money."

　    I felt a twinge of guilt as I realized， perhaps， I wasn't providingwell enough ， but then remembered how I grew up. "Baby ， you reallydon't want to compete for girls who are so easily impressed. You're handsome，intelligent ， sweet as they come ， and have a lot to offer some luckygirl."

　    "Well ， there may be another problem too ……" he trailed off.

　    "Okay ， what's that，" I said gently ， trying to draw him out.

　    "Well ， you know I've been out with a lot of girls ， and Debby isn'tthe only one to …… well …… you know …… practice stuff with……"he said ， eyes still on the table. "But I don't seem to get it …… wheneverI kiss a girl …… like in the movies …… they get all …… huffy……like all I want to do is rip their clothes off…… and stuff."

　    Here I knew we were into dangerous ground.

　    "Well ， I don't know anything about your technique ，" I started ，"but I can let you in on a few little bits of information …… that youmay not like." I paused a moment， and then continued. "First ， you'reprobably going to have to have a whole lot more patience than you think，or want to have at this point in life."

　    "A relationship is kind of like a tree，" I opined， "and they taketime to grow. And if you want a strong， sturdy ， cultivated tree， notlike one in the woods that grows wild and fights with the environmentaround it ， you have to tend it with love， and…… like I said， quitea bit of patience." I laughed a little and added， "of course the differenceis a tree won't ever love you back， but the right girl could fulfillyour every fantasy and knock your socks off in the process."

　    "The second thing you have to consider is that most girls your agereally don't know what they want. And it doesn't get a whole lot betteras they get older …… because as they do begin to figure out what theywant， there's a tendency to play games while they experiment." I pauseda moment， thoughtfully ， before plunging on. "When they become women，and a little more mature， and a little more sure of what they do anddon't want， it's a little easier ， but not much. Men and women are soalike ， yet so completely different， that it's hard sometimes for themto fully relate …… people have to remember to try and think like theother sex a little， to appreciate what they want ， so you can give itto them ， when and how they want it."

　    I stopped ， feeling the sensations again. All of a sudden， I "felt"a dozen hands all over me ， unbuttoning my blouse， lifting my dress ，caressing my thighs ， spreading them ， fingers titillating my pussy ，hands squeezing my bottom ， fingers spreading my cheeks， my breastsbeing massaged and my nipples …… sucked.

　    I took a deep breath and tried to shake off the confusion that wasgrowing ， and wondering if I should go on with the next thought.

　    "At your age， other things are going on that also create a greatdeal of confusion." Was I talking to him， or myself now？

　    Struggling now to keep my composure ， and feeling the blood rushingthrough me as my breath quickened and my juices began to flow ， and mynipples grew more sensitive and …… "Your body is changing ， creatinghormones you never had to deal with before， and they may be making youa little more aggressive， so maybe you're moving a little too fast forthe girls your age." Taking another deep breath ， I plunged on ， knowingI had to end this and get away， to compose myself before I lost controland ……

　    "I guess， like most kids today ， you've learned your 'techniques'from the movies. But you have to remember that movies are only an hourand a half to two hours long. In that framework ， the hero is supposedto find a girl， win her undying passion， save the world from some catastrophe，and have great sex. Real life just isn't like that. You can't rush someoneinto a relationship …… like they do in the movies."

　    At this point ， I was beginning to lose it. As he sat across fromme， hands on the table ， eyes downcast and somewhat dejected， "someone's"tongue was driving me crazy ， tickling my ears ， sliding up and downmy vagina ， slowly rubbing my clitoris ， agitating my nipples ， takingme closer and closer to an orgasm ……

　    "Tell you what" I struggled to finish ， "why don't you make an effortto go out every other night for the next couple of weeks， but with someonenew or different， or someone you know but don't usually hang out with."I spread my legs a little as the sensation of a "cock" slipping insidemy vagina began to arise. My bung hole was itching so bad I wanted toreach around and rub it. And Ohhh ， how I wanted to finish whatever the"sensations" had started.

　    Using every ounce of energy to maintain my composure， I stood upsaying， "and then， we can talk about how you feel ， and what you wantafter you've done a little running around. Who knows， it may be an almostcomplete waste of time， but you're young ， and maybe you'll run intoa few guys and gals who are a little more in tune with you. But you haveto get out and broaden your horizons. Maybe you've been spending too muchtime with the same old people. But whatever you do， remember to be gentle…… like you are with me."

　    I moved around the table， and leaned over to give him a kiss on thehead. As I moved， I "felt" the sensations quickening ， as if "someoneelse" was already rubbing my bottom to soothe the agitation in my bunghole， while the cock slid slowly up into me， filling me ， creatingjuices that I'd though had dried up long ago.

　    I was barely able to get to my room and collapse on the bed beforethe rush hit. And I hadn't even touched myself.

　    ==== Chapter Four ， Timeout ====

　    Damn it. This was never going to work I thought.

　    But I resolved to hear everything she'd said.

　    "and…… like I said， quite a bit of patience."

　    " …… but the right girl could fulfill your every fantasy and knockyour socks off in the process."

　    " …… When they become women ， and a little more mature ， and alittle more sure of what they do…… want ……"

　    " …… so you can give it to them ， when and how they want it."

　    " …… I guess…… you've learned your 'techniques' from the movies.""But whatever you do， remember to be gentle…… like you are with me."

　    I'll be gentle I thought， I do love you， but…… this is drivingme crazy.

　    Maybe she's right. I do need a different perspective. I do need toget out and chase a few chicks. And hang with the guys. And get laid somehow，somewhere. Anything to take off the edge.

　    But there's this dynamite woman …… just in the other room ……

　    And it's been so long ， she's got to be hungry by now……

　    Unless it's been so long she's forgotten.

　    But no， I hope that's not it. Maybe it's just me and this "motherand son" thing. I guess she never even thinks about it that way.

　    Maybe she doesn't even think about sex anymore， and that's why noneof the guys who dated her ever stuck around ……

　    But you have to wonder， sometimes.

　    This evening， despite our little chat that I should cast my net further，I again got caught up in it.

　    I managed to catch her in the hall after her shower as she got readyfor bed. She smelled sweet and fresh， and I couldn't ， wouldn't quellthe images she evoked. She was in her regular almost knee length cottonnightgown. But I could see the outline of her breasts ， and the littletents her nipples made. And ， as she paused in the bathroom doorway，I could see the shapely outline of her tapered waist， rounded hips andperfect thighs through the gown as the light accented her curves. Andas she turned ， the silhouette her full， firm breasts swayed into viewwith her nipples clearly pushing the fabric out.

　    And a little later， in the bright kitchen as we got our last drinksof water and juice for the night， I became mesmerized by the sight ofher panty briefs outline under the gown ， and the way the gown swirledand slipped between her legs as she moved ， emphasizing the undulatingdepression between the slight swell of her stomach and the protrusionof her rounded mons venus …… I could almost see the dark triangle ofher pubic hair crowning the portal to her love channel.

　    How could I have "…… been spending too much time with the same oldpeople" without tasting that？ How could I not want to……

　    As I massaged my engorged member， thinking about fucking her ， Icouldn't choose between sliding between her trembling ， thrusting thighs，or the picture of her slowly licking me ， hold me tightly down near myballs ， and wrapping her sweet lips around the head of my dick ， sucking，sucking …… sucking， until I exploded deep inside her.

　    As I fell asleep， released and somewhat satiated ， I thought thatI couldn't wait. I needed some real release and maybe she was right. Ineeded to find someone else ， someone who wanted to do it right now，and drifted off to sleep.

　    ==== Chapter Five ， The Transition ====

　    I'd never felt so …… what ……

　    After our conversation， and my eruption in the privacy of my room，I'd thought at least everything would settle down for a while.

　    But then that night ， in bed ， the "sensations" started again andthough worn by the earlier bout ， I had another tremendous climax.

　    This time ， I felt thoroughly fucked ， with slow， steady insistentstrokes in and out of my pussy， until the last rush of frenzy before…… And all the while I had the feeling of a hot throbbing cock in mymouth …… to the point that I was actually gulping as my vagina twitchedand convulsed and …… I came.

　    I lay there ， exhausted， falling asleep ， the most relaxed I'dbeen in ever so long…… and really confused…… and had the most disturbing，or erotic ， fragmented dreams.

　    My son was raping me. No， I was sucking on his cock. Then I was ina trance while he took my clothes off. No ， he was slowly sliding hisdick into my bottom ， and I was actually pushing backwards to get himinside me. No ， I was opening my legs， beckoning him to come to me，to let him kiss my thighs …… No he was ignoring me. No， he was rapingme…… again…… and again…… and…… No ， I was letting him undressme…… waiting to feel his hot cock slide up into me…… and sliding hisshorts down ， wanting to suck his young virgin cock， and……

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