A sybian

The first thing I noticed when I came in was my mom, who had changed into a silky purple robe. She wasn't wearing pants and the robe was only loosely tied around her waist, revealing much of her breasts, much more endowed then me.

I swallowed, then followed her gaze to the floor, where a black machine was sitting idly on the wooden floors. I recognized it instantly. It was the holy grail of toys. The ultimate tool a woman can have. And a very expensive one at that. A sybian.

"Oh my god," I said, amazed.

Mom looked smug. "Ha, still think I need help from a man?"

I stepped closer. It was plugged in a ready to go, with a dildo attachment set up. I only realized now that my mom was holding the remote.

"Well?" she asked.

"Okay, okay," I said light heartedly. "You seem to be pretty capable of satisfying yourself."

Mom laughed. "No, Christy, I meant, don't you wanna try it yourself? I bet you never have, right?"

I shook my head. "No, never, but I've always been curious."

"Then try it!" Mom pushed me closer to it. "It's clean, I promise. And hasn't been used in a while."

"Oh, no," I blushed hard. "that's okay it's yours, and I wouldn't want to get it dirty, after all it's so expensive and-"

Mom cut off my stammering. "Don't worry about that! Me and my girlfriends used to share it all the time."

My head spun. Girlfriends? In what sense?

"Now don't be shy! Come on, I'm your mother, for God's sake. After your breakup I figured you could use something like this, so let me do this for you. Please."

My mom was so insistent. More that that, she looked so sexy. So should I really try the sybian with her?