The reciprocated comprehend Part 1

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My name is Mark. My Mother is Helen. Our friends are Cathy and Mephew. This story will provide the background and explain our present relationship.

I come from a Southern Part of England mill town where all the houses had been company owned. It had been my grandfather’s house. My mother and I moved there after my father’s death several years before. It was an unusual house in that the second floor consisted of two large rooms separated by a stairway. My mother and I had one room which contained two double beds and the other room was Gramp's.

The plumbing which had been added a few years back. For reasons of economy the bathroom while large was on the first floor adjacent to the kitchen.

Gramps was a great guy and loved the outdoors and outdoor activities. He taught me about tools and repair and hunting and fishing. He took me with him often on trips and visits but he was not one to be comfortable with personal subjects like sex.

My mother whose name was Helen was a sixth grade teacher and she was the one with whom I would discuss school problems and relationship problems and sex problems. Somehow just after we moved in with gramp's I had started calling her Helen and still do most of the time to this day. Since she was only twenty three when I was born and because dad had died early on we were very close.

For example, when I came home one day and asked her "Helen, the guys were asking me how often I jerked off. What do they mean?"

"Well Mark, what did you tell them?"

"Well Andy had already said that he did it four or five times a day and Bob said he did it three times a day so I just said that I did it three times a day too."

"That was a smart move; I can't discuss it right this minute. I've got to fix supper, but I will come up after you get in bed and explain it to you."

She did come to my bed and she did explain. She watched as I did it for the first time and made a couple of suggestions. It was then that I began that exercise that gives us all so much pleasure. For a while I was doing it five or six times a day when I could. Then after a few months I settled into a routine of morning and night. Still later to just once most days deciding that the extra time between just built up the pressure and made the release, when it came. even more pleasurable.

While Helen and I did share a bedroom, it was very large taking up half of the second story from front to back. The room was divided in two by a heavy curtain which allowed us each a lot of visual privacy but very little sound privacy.

I turned 18 just about the time that Helen had just turned 41. She was about 5'6" tall and weighed about 135. I got curious about the size of her tits once and I checked her bra label. It said 38 D. She liked to run when she could and there was exercise equipment at the school that she used.

So her body was pretty firm. As I started to appreciate such things I began to notice that she had great nipples and that they sometimes got hard and showed through whatever she was wearing.

Me? I'm 5'11" and weigh 175. I run middle distance and cross country so I keep in decent shape too.

I was bit over 18 when I happened to hear a little yelp from the other side of the curtain. Concerned I almost shouted "Helen! What's wrong?"

It's funny, even though I masturbated often I never gave a thought to the fact that women did also. In hindsight it was dumb of me. I was always very quiet when I jerked off so it came as a surprise to learn that Helen did also.

So I was totally shocked at her reply. "Dummy, I'm just finished doing what you do most every night."

"Oh." Was all I could think of to say, but then as I began to consider what her masturbation must involve, I found myself aroused by the whole idea of female masturbation.

Luckily the doors between our room and gramp's room where thick. It was also a help that he slept with the radio tuned to a country music station.

When I was about 19 I enrolled in college. It was only about forty miles from home to college. I had a room there but because it was close I came home often. Sometimes for just a few minutes to pick up something. Other times overnight. I had a roommate, Mephew, sometimes he spent the night with us.

About a week after I started college we had a family picnic. When we were ready to leave my uncle's car broke down and so we had to come home with seven in each car. When we rode back I had mom on my lap. She held my arms which were wrapped around her tightly pressed up against her boobs. They were covered by only a T shirt and I got a big hard on.

Mom must have been in a teasing mood and she started to wiggle her bottom against my erection till I almost came. Before she got out of the car she kissed me for "being a gentleman" when she did she gave me a flick of her tongue. I masturbated over that for a month.

One night during the following spring I came home late. The house was dark and it was late so I went to bed. Helen was already in her bed.

In spite of being 19 I was still a virgin. My date and I had petted but not to any kind of real completion for either of us. As soon as I got in bed I started jerking off. As I brought myself to completion I must have made a bit of noise. Just as I finished wiping off the cum I heard a familiar sound from across the room. This time though it was a soft whimper and 3 muffled little yelps.

"You OK?" I quietly asked.

After a couple of minutes I heard mom say "Sorry if I alarmed you. When I heard you come I just happened to be close so hearing you made me have an extra special orgasm. Thank you."

"What do you mean, extra special?"

"Well, women's orgasms are different from mens and different from each other. Sometimes. if everything is just right they go on and on one on top of the other. They roll over you something like when you're body surfing in the ocean and you get caught up in it as wave after wave rolls over you. It really is hard to explain."

"Mom." I don't know why I called her mom at that moment. "May I watch you do it some time?" I had developed a blazing hard on as she spoke and seemed to get harder as I waited for her answer. After what seemed like forever she did answer me.

I heard her whisper "Sure honey, you come over and kneel beside me on the bed and watch. It'll be fun for me, I really am still very horny."

I did just as she said and I was kneeling beside her as she took her two fingers and slid them up and down between her pussy lips. After a few strokes up and down she would stop near the top and do something different there with her fingers.

I was very, very, hard and near coming when I croaked out. "Why do you stop and just finger yourself near the top?"

It took her several seconds to come out of her fog and say. "Why to do my clit of course. You do know about a woman's clitoris Mark't you? Maybe not, I never told you about it so it's my job to show you. Give me your finger."

Without waiting she took my hand then folded back all but the middle finger. Then she guided it to her pussy which she was holding open with the fingers of her other hand. She moved my finger around until it was on a little nub and then explained what it was and how it entered into making love to a woman. She was whispering the whole time.

Then she added. still in a whisper "Now I want you to play with my clit and I will take care of my own cunt." I started moving my finger over and around the nub and I could feel her response and see it in her face.

Then without warning I could feel her trembling and arching against my finger and I knew without her saying it that she was having an orgasm. Her two middle fingers began to rapidly plunge in and out of her cunt as I watched.

I got so excited that without any warning I started coming too. My hot cum was hitting Helen all over but mostly on her boobs. I could tell that she wanted to scream out but that she couldn't. She held her hand against her mouth and muffled the erotic sounds that she was making.

When both our orgasms were over she gave me a push toward my bed. I picked up my underwear off the floor and wiped up what cum was on me. As I finished I looked at Helen and she motioned me to give them to her. She wiped herself off and then pulled the covers up, turned on her side and fell asleep.

It wasn't so easy for me and I ended up going down and turning on the TV until I went to sleep.

Easter vacation started the next weekend. I guess maybe my mom and I had a little case of the guilt's. For the first few days we seemed to be getting on each others nerves a lot.

Finally we went up to the Falls and rented a cabin for a few days. As we enjoyed the walks among those beautiful surroundings and resting by the pool we got close again. On our final night there we lay in one bed side by side holding hands and had "confession" time. I told her of the sexual events of my young life. I do mean everything.

She told me of her own sexual frustrations and about having taken my friend Mephew to bed once when he spent the night with us and gramp's was gone. How she had taught him what she had taught me and how he had brought her to a most fulfilling orgasm with his fingers.

I told her about hearing them and how I had figured it out for myself. Then she said that I should also know that they had capped the night off fucking till dawn. The rewards of having a young lover, she stated, was their endurance.

Later we took off our clothes and masturbated side by side naked in the bed. I fell asleep holding hands but she awoke me to ask if I would do it again so that she could watch. Mom had me kneel beside her and cum on her breasts as she finger fucked herself. She came just as I did and the look on her face was one of total satisfaction.