Proud

You stroll into your house and your mom greets you. She pulls you into a hug kisses you on lips. It is far from a chaste kiss.

“Mom! What the hell?”

“What’s the matter, dear?”

“You kissed me!”

“Yes, I’m your mother. I’ve been kissing you all my life.”

“But...on the lips?”

“There’s nothing wrong with kissing on the lips, dear. Our family has been doing it forever. That’s how you should be greeted.”

It’s a little weird, but you shrug it off. Lots of people kiss on the lips, right?

“Besides, you’ve been putting those lips of yours to work, haven’t you.”

“Mom!” You blush. “How?”

“A mother always knows. You lost your V card, didn’t you.”

“Yes.” You nod.

“Was he good? Tell me about it. I want all the details.”

“Well, he is six feet tall, well built, with dark eyes...”

“No silly, how big was his cock?”

You blush and hold your hands apart at the approximate length.

“Oh, he’s a keeper. I bet you came hard.”

“Mom!”

“Seriously dear, if you intend to be the alpha girl, you need to be able to talk the talk.”

You giggle. “Twice.”

“Goodness I hope you aren’t this squirrelly when I teach you how to lick pussy.”

Your jaw drops. She is joking, right? You laugh a nervous laugh and she joins in,

“Seriously though, we do need to talk about your grades. You need to get them higher.”

“But mom, I don’t have time to do that kind of studying.”

“I didn’t say you had to get higher grades, dear. I said you need to get your grades up. Why do it yourself if you can get someone to do it for you.”

“Um, ok mom.”

You spend the evening pondering how to bring your grades up.