Sex Education
Copyright© 2025 by Mom Lover
Chapter 3
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 3 - Tony, a college sophomore struggling with academics and loneliness, returns home for Thanksgiving. Since his father’s passing, home has felt emptier than ever, and the holiday is no exception—it’s just him and his mother, Natasha. What starts as a simple family dinner soon turns into a night of unexpected tension when Tony begins to notice things about his mother he never did before.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Fiction Incest Mother Son Anal Sex Cream Pie First Massage Masturbation Pregnancy Safe Sex Sex Toys Squirting Tit-Fucking BBW Slow
Tony nodded and said, “I know the feeling. Too much iced tea. My roommate and I share a bathroom off our room and he and I don’t dress for it.”
“Back in the day, my roommate and I had an open door policy where the bathroom was concerned,” his mother said.
With a chuckle, Tony said, “We’re not that open but...”
They both sipped their coffee for a couple of minutes and then Natasha said, “We’re lucky in a way.”
Tony waited for his mother to go on and when she didn’t, he asked, “In what way?”
His mother blushed again and admitted in a low whisper, “I haven’t worn a nightgown since you went away to college.”
Tony groaned softly and whispered, “That, uh, wasn’t much of a nightgown.”
“It was one of your dad’s favorites.”
Tony nodded and smiled. “I could see why.”
His mother shivered and stood up quickly. “I, uh, need a lot more coffee,” she said as she headed for the kitchen.
With a deep breath and a sigh, Tony stood up to follow his mother. At the kitchen door he said, “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said that.”
Natasha looked at her son as she walked over and took his coffee cup. She turned and carried it over to where the coffee pot sat. She filled both cups. She looked at him and sighed. “Come put your sugar in while I make another pot. I only made a half pot like I always do.”
Tony moved over to get his cup and to stir in a teaspoon of sugar. He moved away a couple of steps and sipped the hot coffee as he watched his mother working on the new pot.
As she finished up, he said, “Can I ask a pretty personal question?”
His mother chuckled and replied, “You can ask but I reserve the right not to answer if it is too personal.”
“I, uh, was wondering about women shaving their, uh, private parts.”
Natasha groaned. “The light from the bathroom was bright enough for you to see through the gown.”
“Pretty much,” Tony admitted and then asked his real question, “I always thought girls, uh, women shaved down there for us guys. Is there another reason that I’ve missed?”
Natasha groaned again and shook her head. “No there isn’t another guy. Your dad was the only one,” she said quickly. “As for another reason, there are several. One, it feels cleaner, two, it’s more sensitive, three, it makes things easier to clean, and four, I like it that way.”
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