Does not take long on this site to realize what an all over the map phenomenon mothers of sons can be. Mine was no different. Turned me into a moderate momma’s boy and kept me back from dating. Said she did it to keep me from hurting a potential girlfriend. Granted she was a she woman man hater thanks to my father, and she made the choice to eliminate her own bisexuality to strictly lesbian by conscious choice. And when I would complain about not getting to date she would also tell me that it was also about me not getting hurt either, she admitted that women could be assholes too. Along comes my 18th birthday and it was just a me/her celebration, not like I had chances to make friends. After dinner she said we needed to talk. I was hoping for the controlling to lessen up. Instead she told me she was proud of me for being a decent guy and still loving son. She took my hand to invite me to a mother son dance in the dining room. Turned music on, lights turned low, and we slow danced. Since I was mot accustomed to close proximity with a woman of course I got hard. She was warm and smelled amazing. I had thought she was s*** before but was never self abusive or self destructive enough to forget she only went for women and never masturbated thinking of her just because she was the only woman I knew. I tried to be low key and gently put a little space between us but she said she felt it and that that was why we were dancing. Then tells me to not say a word and then kissed me long and slow and I am all wtf. She sat us down and it continued and got hotter and she took the lead and clothes began coming off us both. When It was down to her bra and p****** and me in underwear she stood and took my hand and led me to her bed. Lights off and i hear more than see her bra and p****** coming off. She guides me to turn my back and her hands slip mine off. She gently guides me to th3 bed and she repeats to say nothing, let her lead. Endless slow petting and caressing and i was shaking as she laid back and pulled me onto her. Her hand slid around my c*** and she held it to her entrance and told me that there was no better way for a son to first experience a woman than to become a man in the v***** that he came out of. Then she slowly guided me in and pulled me into her. I moaned and lost my mind but she said go slow, it is your first time, you wont last, but welcome to your new annual birthday present. Her legs locoed around mine and she moved slowly under me and it was all over for me. She held me tight and said it was ok we had all night. The entire night was just kissing touching and repeat of that always in missionary. The next morning she told me that it was only a birthday thing but it was for as long I wanted to continue. And she also said, which I thought was a joke at the time, that it was time for me to meet my future girlfriend/eventual wife. Turned out she was not joking. To be continued.