Where it happened: My Bedroom
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 8
Category: Straight
My Mother died when I was 7, and my Dad remarried a couple of years later.My step-mother, Helen, was a few years younger than Dad and very attractive. When I was 15, Dad left us and we never saw him again, which was quite a blow, but somehow Helen managed to keep things together. One day when she returned from work, she found me in my room, naked and jacking off on my bed.I had not expected her home so soon. It was that day that she started to talk to me about sex and the beauty of a man and woman joining together for the most pleasurable act known to human beings. Through these very frank talks, we found ourselves mutually attracted to each other and one evening she came into my bedroom and we spent the night together — having sex. To me it was the most wonderful experence of my life. Although she was, legally, my step-Mother, she explained how we were not really related to each other, and how we were just two human beings enjoying each others body, and therefore this was not incest. We began sleeping together quite regularly, and sex became a natural part of our relationship.Helen was a wonderful teacher. Our relationship continued from my teenage years until I was in my mid-twenties. Then I met this beautiful girl, and began having sex with her. Helen understood,but still wanted to continue our own relationship, and I really could not deny her — or myself.So, we had sex on a regular basis until Kathy and I decided to get married. Now that I’m married, Helen and I no longer get together, except for family gatherings, but I will always be grateful to her for the lessns she taught me, bringing me to manhood.
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