Your Mom Nancy

You decide that the best option is probably to go talk to your Mom, Nancy. She was always very open about things and sex positive throughout your life even if you hadn't paid much attention in the past. You head up to her room where she is folding laundry on her bed. As you rush to the bed you see her long thin legs bound in the skin tight jeans that she usually wore. A blue blouse loosely hanging from her shoulders showing off her deep cleavage in a black bra. The bra was barely big enough to keep her from bursting out as her breasts were easily several sizes larger than your own. Her soft wavy hair normally cascaded down past her shoulders, but today was tied up in a bun as she did housework. Plopping yourself down on her bed you bury your face in the soft comforter and just breathe, afraid to start the conversation. After a few moments she sets down the clothes and moves over to sit next to your prone body.

"What's wrong, honey?" Your mom asks softly.

After taking a few more breaths you finally peak your head up enough to say, "I have something I need to talk to you about, but its really awkward." Before planting your face back down into the bed. After several assurances from her that you could talk to her about anything you finally sat up and looked at her. Her beautiful face peered at you with her lips softly pursed in concern. You finally blurt out, "I need to know about sex!"

Immediately your mom's face relaxed and almost took on half a smile as you quickly explain everything. The lack of knowledge and interest in the past, the change with your IUD, and never having masturbated before.

Nodding understandingly, Nancy let you say everything on your mind before she finally started to respond. "I understand your concern honey. I've been a little surprised up to this point that you hadn't shown any interest in sexual things before but I figured it was just a matter of time, especially with how boys and girls look at you."

Boys and Girls. The comment rung in your head as you realized so much of what you'd been concerned with was centered on you and your lack of sex drive, you hadn't really thought about how others must see you. You started to think back to interactions over the last few years with different boys that had asked you out and how girls had looked at you in the locker room after gym practice. You threw yourself backwards onto the bed exasperated as you said, "I can't believe how dumb I've been all these years. Everyone must think I'm stupid." After taking a deep breath, you continue with another thought, "Or they haven't found me attractive."

Shushing that thought away, Nancy scoffed and said, "Honey, there is literally no way that people at school haven't found you attractive. I would guess that you've been provoking a lot of erections and daydreams and I'm sure plenty of them have masturbated to thoughts of you."

"Eww," You say without thinking, "That's gross, isn't it?" Your initial reaction subsided as you felt blood rush to your face in embarrassment but also to your crotch as you felt a warm feeling in your stomache.

"Not at all, its all part of how sex and relationships work. Its totally healthy, well apart from the blue balls that I'm sure you've been giving guys in your school and probably a few teachers." You gave her a look of incredulity and shock as she just laughed and patted your leg in comfort. "I wouldn't worry about it too much, now that you're interested, I'm sure that you'll be helping a few of them out anyway."

"You're ok with me having sex?" You ask your mom hesitantly.

"Of course," She said with a smile.

"With boys or girls? With a few different boys or girls? With a lot of them?" Each question was met with a smile and a nod of the head.

Putting her arm around you, Nancy pulled you in close pressing you against her large firm Tits before responding. "Whatever you enjoy and makes you happy I'm going to support you. I believe in having a very full and extensive sexual history. It makes you a better parent as well as a lover if you decide to settle down someday."

"I think I need to learn about myself more, figure out masturbation so I know what feels good. Where do I even start?" You ask as you look into your mom's deep green eyes as she stares back at you lovingly.