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"Ted, honey, are you about done?" Ted froze a second time as he realized his mom had walked up behind him with her cart. He freaked out. He was standing there, pants around his ankles, a half-naked girl buttoning up her shirt in front of him. "I think we can head to the checkout if you're ready," she added nonchalantly.

"Uh... yeah, sure mom," Ted replied shakily, pulling up his pants.

"Did you find everything you needed?" Melissa asked his mother as she finished rebuttoning her shirt. "Anything I can help you with?"

"All good, thanks," Amanda replied, smiling.

Ted buttoned his pants and followed his mom down the isle, looking back at Melissa as she resumed stocking. She was moving a bit stiffly, but otherwise she carried on as if nothing unusual had happened. As the pair turned the corner out of sight of her and got on line, Ted replayed everything in his mind. His smile never faltered. He had fucked a girl, in public, with people walking by and not even caring.

As she was ringing up their items, with his mother standing right next to him, he asked the cashier to flash him, just to be sure. She pulled her shirt up one-handed, giving him a quick view of her bra-clad breasts (a bit saggy; the cashier was on the older side), then pulled her shirt back down, all while continuing to scan things with her free hand. Amanda rolled her eyes a bit, as if to say "of course he did" to his request, but otherwise just carried on with paying.

"Hey, everything okay with you?" his mom asked when they were most of the way home. Ted had been silently staring out the window the whole time. "You look like you have a lot on your mind."

"I... guess." Ted replied, still looking out the window. "Just thinking."

"About that girl in the store?" she asked. Ted looked at her in surprise, to see her grinning slightly. "She was pretty cute. Did you enjoy having sex with her?" she asked, in the same tone she would ask if he had fun hanging out with a friend.

It took Ted a second to get over how causally she was talking about this. "Umm... Yeah, yeah it was good, I think..."

"You think? Ooohhhh! Was that your first time?" she asked.

"Umm, yeah..." Ted replied. It felt so strange to be having this conversation with his mom.

"What's wrong? I would expect most teens to be super excited to finally 'do it'."

Ted just shrugged noncommittally. "It was good. It was really good. I was maybe expecting more to it?" he added uncertainly.

"I hope you weren't expecting her to scream your name or call out to god," his mom replied. "You know porn is really unrealistic. You have to work at it before you can get that kind of response."

"Yeah I know mom," Ted replied. "Everyone knows porn is fake. I was just expecting a bit more than that."

"What exactly did you do?" she asked.

"Ummm, I'm not sure I'm comfortable..." Ted said. It was so embarrassing to have this conversation with his mother.

"Ted, I'm your mom. I'm here to help," she replied, the exactly as she had when he had had trouble with his math homework in the past. "Now, tell me exactly what you did with that girl."

And so Ted found himself recounting his first sexual experience to his own mom on the way home from the supermarket.

"Well, I would say the problem is you just stuck it in and pounded her for a bit," his mom said when he was done. "Porn might be fake, but you do have to do more that just that to get the girl into it," she added, as causally as if telling him he had done one of his chores incorrectly.

"I know that! I just was... I just wanted to...," Ted said, felling embarrassed. He had been so focused on just doing things, on that he COULD do things... and felt incredibly stupid. Sure, porn was fake, but he still knew you didn't just stick it right in.

"Women like sex just as much as boys, but you need to do it right. Otherwise it's not going to be that good for either of you," she finished as they pulled into the driveway.

"Well I guess I need to work on it," Ted admitted as they got the groceries out.

"If you need any help, let me know," she said casually as she handed him some bags to carry.

Ted nearly dropped the bag. "What did you say?"

"Ted, I'm your mother. If you need advice, just ask. You can always turn to me if you need help figuring things out," she repeated as got the rest of the groceries out. She bent over to get them, and Ted's gaze snapped to her ass. "On this topic especially, I think I can help out. I am a woman, so I can help you learn how to make your partner feel good if you want."

"Right," Ted felt himself say, as she went into the house. He followed after a few seconds, his brain going over what she had said in a loop.