It was several months after my sixteenth birthday when something happened that would change my entire perspective of life. I was sitting at the kitchen table, eating dinner with my mother, when she proposed that I stay home on Saturday night and have a movie night together. It was something that had been a staple of our weekly routine throughout the years. This was back in the '90s when you had to go to a video store and...

The following week, it seemed like nothing had changed. Mom was behaving as if nothing had happened. It messed with my head to the point that I almost wondered if I had dreamed the entire situation up. Still, it consumed my thoughts for the entire week. As time progressed and nothing further happened, I convinced myself that it was all a mistake and something that would not be repeated. Somehow, that made me want it even...

Although it certainly seemed like sex was on the menu for next Saturday night, I still wanted to figure out how to return the favor from the previous week. After watching Mom play with her vibrating "friend," it was quite evident how little I actually knew about the female anatomy. One day during my free period at school, I did some low-key research at the school library. I found a confusing diagram of the female reproduc...

The following week seemed to drag along at a snail’s pace. I was constantly consumed by thoughts of Saturday nights, both past and future, including what had already happened and what was to come. I had formerly told Mom that I wanted to be on top next Saturday, but I didn’t really have anything specific in mind. During our previous encounters I had been fairly passive, but I felt pressure to be more dominant and manly. T...

I couldn’t believe what I had just heard. I wondered what Mom could have been thinking as she invited Derek to join us. My initial fear was that it would mean that I wouldn’t get any “alone time” with Mom on the couch. Then I realized that if something did happen, our new relationship could be publicly exposed. Panicked, I jumped in, “Mom, I’m sure Derek has better things to do than to hang out with us on Saturday night.”...

After being given some time to think about the events of the previous weekend, I decided that I had overreacted. It was a pretty fun interaction after all, at least at the end. Best of all, however, was Mother’s reaction. I was glad that I got to see her facial expressions up close as she experienced her over-the-top orgasm. I did my best to keep Derek at bay, promising him a return engagement. I really didn’t want to inv...

I was stunned by Mother’s announcement concerning her pregnancy, not so much because it was unlikely, but because I knew that it was entirely my fault. It would have been easy for me to make excuses. I could have claimed that it might have happened during one of the times that we had used protection, but it failed. Perhaps it had happened during one of her encounters with Derek. But, deep down in my soul, I knew that it w...