I'm Jack Constantino; I'm 16 years old, a high school sophomore, and second-baseman on the varsity baseball team. I live with my mother, Tina, a successful commercial real-estate salesperson, a gorgeous 34-year-old, who would rival anyone's definition of a Cougar. Dad split a few years ago for a barely-out-of-high school bimbo he knocked up. Mom got the house in the settlement- a beautiful place with a secluded swimming pool.

One day after a hard practice, I came home, hot, sweaty, and had half of the infield on me. I took off my uniform and put it in the washer and started it. I went to the bathroom naked, as Mom wouldn't be home until 6:30 anyway. I took a nice long hot shower, sending the infield down the drain. I got out, grabbed a towel, and headed across the hall to my room still naked-and ran right into Mom in the hall.

"Mom! SHIT!" I said, startled. I looked at her, and she was staring right at my traitorous dick, which immediately sprang to life. I'm blessed with an Italian sausage, about 7 inches when hard, a real handful-which is about all the action it sees, as I'm pretty shy around the girls.

I ran into my room, and closed my door. My heart was pounding at the thought of Mom seeing me naked, something that hasn't happened since I was little. I decided to go for a swim to cool back off, so I put on my trunks, and headed for the pool. As I left my room, I noticed Mom's door closed but, as I passed, I could hear her moaning. Thinking she might be ill, I cracked her door open and peered in. Imagine my surprise at seeing her, stark naked, lying on top of her bed, furiously pumping a dildo in and out of her pussy, which I noticed was absent her beautiful blonde hair.

She was pumping away, her eyes closed tightly, and moaning, "Jack, Jack, fuck me; fuck me." She came, arching her back, giving me a good view of her perfect 38C tits, 26-inch waist, and an ass to die for. I quickly closed her door, and headed for the pool.

Soon, here came Mom, in a string bikini-three triangles of snow-white fabric connected by little more than thread. That fabric set off her tan perfectly. Her nipples, still erect, were poking like bullets in two of the triangles. I swam over to the side, and climbed out.

"Jack, I'm sorry I embarrassed you earlier", she said.

"Mom", I said, "It was my fault. I just didn't figure on you being home this early."

"OK", she said, "Now that we have that out of the way, how about putting some lotion on me so I don't burn?" She lay face down on one of the chaise lounges, and untied her top. I put some lotion in my hands, to warm it up a little, before I put it on her. As I was rubbing it into her back, she groaned, "Oh, God, Jack; that's heavenly."

She shifted slightly, and I could see the swells of her breasts down her sides. As I rubbed more lotion into her ribs, she arched her back slightly, and pulled her top out from under her. She flipped and said, grinning, "Now my front".

I stammered for a moment, "Mom, are you sure?"

She chuckled and said, "Come on, Jack, I know you've seen women's titties in some of those magazines you have hidden in your room." Then, she got serious. "Jack", she said, "Are you still a virgin?"

"Yeah, Mom", I said. "I'm still a virgin. The only action I see is Rosie", indicating my right hand.

I was working the lotion into her breasts, avoiding her nipples. "Squeeze my nipples, Jack", she said. I took her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers, and pinched lightly. "Harder", she said. I began rolling the nipples as I squeezed them a little harder. "Oh, yeah", she said, her breath getting a little ragged. "Just like that." She reached up, wrapped her arms around my neck, and pulled me down for a kiss. I mean it was a KISS, tongues trading space, the whole nine yards. I could feel my traitorous dick getting hard again.