The Awakening
By Muscle Fan
A short story of a teens 'awakening'.

I'll begin in high school, my senior year to be precise. Billy and I had been
dating for a while, but had never gone 'all the way'. It was the last week of
school and I was going out of state to college. I decided that I didn't want
to go to college as a virgin, so tonight would be the night. My parents were
out with some friends and I told Billy to be at my house at eight o'clock.

After some foreplay, I asked him if he had any protection. Billy, always
prepared, said he did. He had a hard on in anticipation of us finally getting
together. I rolled the condom down his six inch shaft and lay on my bed in
anticipation of what was to come. Actually, I was hoping that we would both
'come'.

I'll give Billy credit, he was gentle. I knew that this was his first time as
well as mine, so I wasn't sure what to expect. I felt tight in my vaginal
area, but I suppose that was to be expected.

Slowly he began to thrust and increased the tempo. I reached back and clutched
my pillow. I was in ecstasy, but then, wait, what happened? He stopped
thrusting and lay there on top me, panting. "What's wrong?" I asked softly.
"I, uh-er, came already," he said, and rolled off of me onto his back. 'That's
it,' I thought, 'I wasn't even close to an orgasm. Screw this,' and I rolled
on top of him.

"Can you get it up?" I asked, "I'm nowhere near done." Taken by surprise, he
merely shook his head. I looked over my shoulder at his withered cock. 'Sad,'
I thought, 'what a useless piece of meat.' I slid forward and straddled his
head. "Well, I guess you'll just have to eat my pussy until I come," I told
him. His eyes got bigger as I lowered my pussy onto his face and began to sway
gently.

"Hmm," I moaned as I rode his soft lips. "Tongue me, eat my clit," I told him.
I clutched two handfuls of his hair as I rode him faster. "That's it, please
my pussy." I continued to ride his face until I felt the orgasm rising up from
my genitals. Billy was thrashing about and that made me hotter. "Hmm, that's
it, baby, I'm going to come."

I had been masturbating since I was thirteen, but had never experienced an
orgasm like this before. It was intense. I cum gushed and Billy choked as I
erupted. Quivering, I held his face to my pussy until my juices subsided, then
I rolled off of him and collapsed on my back on the bed. Panting, I said, "Now
that's what I call an orgasm." I looked over at Billy who was trying to catch
his breath and laughed.

"What's the matter, too much for you?" I asked. He nodded and mumbled,
"Uh-huh," which made me laugh even harder. "Ready to go again," I teased. He
turned to me with fear in his eyes and weakly said, "N-no, I don't think I
could." I pouted rolled off the bed.

Looking at my wetness on the bed coverings and the floor I told him, "Get up
and get those covers in the wash and then clean up the floor before my parents
get home." He looked at me and I took a step forward and placed my hands on my
hips. "Well, what are you waiting for," I asked sternly, and grabbed his
flaccid cock. He winced and I added, "If you don't, I'm going to crush this
puny excuse of a cock, wimp!" I let go and he quickly stripped the bed and
took the bedding downstairs.

I looked at myself in the mirror, turning first one way and then the other,
studying my firm eighteen year old body. I had been working out and it showed.
I was lean and my abs were defined. I flexed my arms and the biceps bulged,
'not too large', I thought. I tensed my quads and the muscles were pronounced.

Billy came back into the room and saw me flexing. He stood there transfixed as
I admired my definition. "I bet I'm stronger than you, baby," I told him
tensing my abs and running my fingers from my sternum down to my pubis. With
the tip of my index finger I wiped a droplet of cum from my vagina and sucked
it. "Hmm, I taste good, don't I?" I asked. "Y-yes," he stammered softly. I
laughed and said, "Good. Now get busy cleaning my cum from the floor."

He looked around clearly looking for something to clean up the wetness. I
said, "Get on your knees and lap that up." The fear returned to his eyes but
he slowly sank to his knees and lapped up my cum. "Good boy," I said as if I
were speaking to a dog.

I took my phone from the dresser and snapped a picture of him on the floor
licking up my juices. He looked up and before he could say anything, I said,
"Just in case you want to brag to your buddies about having sex with me. I can
show them what a sissy boy you are." I put my bare foot on his shoulder and
pushed him back to the floor.

He finished and looked up at me. I was standing over him and said, "Are you
ready, can you get that cock of yours up again?" He swallowed hard and nodded.
"We'll see," I said laying on the bed and spreading my legs, "let's see if you
can last longer than five minutes this time."

To Billy's credit, he lasted about fifteen minutes but I was nowhere near
climaxing, but this time rather than have him please me orally, I told him,
"You're useless, get dressed and get out, and if you tell anyone about this,
I'll show them your picture lapping my cum off of the floor, understand?" He
nodded as he quickly dressed and practically flew down the stairs and out the
front door.

I padded into my parents room and opened my mother's nightstand. I had
explored before and knew what I was looking for. I took out her vibrating
dildo and turned it on. It hummed to life and I looked in their mirror as I
inserted the rubberized phallus into my pussy. "Hmm," I moaned, "Yes, yes."

'I better not come here in their bedroom,' I thought as I walked into mine
across the hall. 'I need to get one of these for myself,' I thought as I
looked at myself once again in my mirror, the dildo not visible. I could hear
the faint hum, but the feeling was intense.

What I also heard was the front door. "Emily," my mother called out, "We're
home." "Down in a minute, mom," I said as I quickly withdrew her vibrator and
turned it off. In a flash I ran across the hall and put it back in her
nightstand and then dashed back to my room, stepping into a pair of panties
and shorts. Not bothering with a bra, I pulled a tank top over my head and
raced downstairs.

"Hi, mom," I said as I walked into the kitchen, "how were the Thompson's?"
"Fine," mom said, not turning around, "how was your night?" She turned and
looked at me and started to say something else but stood staring. I looked
down and saw that my nipples were hard, rigid, nearly poking through the thin
material of my tank top. "Fine," I said turning away. "Let's go up to your
room," my mom said, and walked by me and up the stairs. I followed dreading
what she would say.

She sat on the bed where only the sheet remained. "Where's your blanket and
bedspread?" she asked. "A-ah, they're in the wash, I had a bit of an
accident," I told her. "Accident, what sort of an accident?" she asked. My
mother and I had always been open and honest with each other, but I couldn't
tell her that Billy had been over let alone screwed me.

"I, ah, I was experimenting," I said. "Yes," she prompted. "Experimenting with
your, ah, toy." "My, toy?" she asked and then she understood, "you were in my
nightstand?" I nodded. For a long minute she said nothing, not looking at me,
but then said, "Well, I guess it's time. You've grown up. Sometimes it's
necessary for women to please themselves, if you know what I mean." I nodded.
"How did it feel?" she asked. "Fine," I said, "I liked it." She smiled at me
and said, "Want to know something, I like it too. Your dad travels for
business and I use my dildo for those nights he's away. I use other things
too."

Now it was my turn to look at her with a puzzled expression. She quietly said,
"Shut the door." I pushed my bedroom door shut and when I turned, she lifted
the hem of her dress revealing her pussy. She didn't have on any underwear,
but what really surprised me was that there was a pink rubber tube protruding
from her pussy. My eyes must have widened because she laughed lightly and
said, "It's an egg vibrator, dear," and pulled on the tube.

What she now held looked like a pink egg shaped rubberized sphere with an
elongated end. "Sometimes I use this when I'm going places." I nodded. "Maybe
you should try it, since you've already tried my dildo," she said. Again, I
nodded, taking the vibrator from her. 'I wonder if other girls in my class
have this open relationship with their mother's as I do with mine?' I thought,
and then thought, 'Probably not.'

Holding it, I looked at my mom and she said, "Go on." "What, now?" She nodded
and I unfastened my shorts and stepped out of my panties. "Just insert it
gently," my mom said. I did and she tapped a button on her cell phone. "It's
all run through your cell phone," she said and I felt the familiar vibration
as it stimulated my vagina. "How's that?"

"Fine," I said, "is there different speeds?" She smiled and pushed something
on her phone and the vibration intensified. "Hmm," I hummed, "that feels
wonderful." My mother laughed and said, "It's late dear, I'll let you play
with it," and handed me her phone. "Maybe we'll go shopping tomorrow and get
you your own set of toys, would you like that?" I only half heard her but
nodded as she left the room.

I must have had seven or eight orgasms that night and slept until nine o'clock
the next morning. Mom and I did go shopping and it was quite an awakening for
me that there were so many sex toys available. Now I could go off to college
with my own set of toys. 'Who need's the Billy's of the world when you can
take care of your own needs,' I thought.

If you enjoyed 'The Awakening' please let me know at covert.1@hotmail.com

Thank you,

Muscle Fan