I was 15 and being raised my a single Mom. I was in that awkward phase, wanting a girlfriend but too shy to make a move. I had more erections than I could count and if it occurred around my Mom I would sit on the couch and hide it with a pillow. One night she told to me what I was experiencing was totally normal.

A week later when I was taking a rinse shower before bed, the curtain opened and my Mom got in with me. Almost immediately I was hard and my embarrassment was on the side of awful, but she placed my hands on her breasts. Honestly, that was a relief of some sort. She washed me, I washed her.

We got out of the shower, dried off, she took me to her bed, laid me on my back, moved my head to her breast and gave me a h*******. She cleaned me up, positioned me against the headboard, laid against me and had me play with her breasts while she masturbated. Hard again, she gave me oral.

We laid in bed and talked for a good while. When I became erect, she got on top of me.

This continued through high school, some when I was home from college, but by then she was dating someone who she eventually married.

Looking back, sometimes I believe she needed me more than I needed her.

Looking back more, and considering all my experiences with women since, it’s probably the most intimate s** I will ever have.

I love you Mom.