Sex Education Chapter 9

Chapter 9

Tony must have dozed off because when he opened his eyes, his mother was laying on her side looking at him. "Hello," he said with a grin.

Natasha took a deep breath and let it out slowly. When she finished there was a smile playing around the corners of her mouth. "I told you that you would figure it out," she whispered.

"With a little help from your hands."

Natasha shivered as she remembered how deep his tongue had been in her. With a grin she said, "The dessert was a day late but we both definitely got some."

"A dessert I'll never forget in both cases," Tony replied with a grin of his own.

"Tell me about it," Natasha whispered as she rolled off the couch and ended up on her knees with her ass pointed at her son and her breasts on the couch cushion. "When I get my energy back, I'm going to bend over that couch arm just like this."

"I, uh, I, uh, what, uh, am I supposed to do?" Tony asked as several ideas ran around in his brain.

Natasha laughed and took her time getting to her feet. Her mind was showing her what she was showing her son, as she did. "I'm being so bad," she whispered as she turned and looked at Tony.

He was sitting up in the chair with a hand on each of the arms. He shook his head slowly as he whispered, "The internet gives the visual clues to sex but none of the tastes, smells, feelings."

Natasha chuckled. "Think of the internet as the classroom and then you get to practice like in the lab."

"Uh...." Tony said wittily and then swallowed hard. "I rubbed the head of my dick against your opening."

"I'm glad you waited until I was awake," Natasha replied with a wink as she walked over to stand in front of her son. Her eyes were on his hard dick. "I want to be wide awake when that slides in."

"I, uh, thought you might be mad," Tony said as his eyes wander up and down his mother's body.

Natasha sighed. "Why would I be mad at anything you did or do? I started this so...."

"I think an accidental meeting in the hall in the middle of the night started this," Tony corrected.

"Yeah, but I took it this far," Natasha said and sighed again.

Tony put on a crooked smile and whispered, "I won't complain if you don't."

Natasha laughed and shook her head wildly. "I haven't felt this alive since your dad died."

"It feels somewhat weird to me but...." Tony said and then stopped as he was unsure what he wanted to add.

Natasha shivered hard enough for her son to see it. "I, uh, I think we need something to eat."

"Uh, you are talking food right?" Tony asked.

Natasha looked at the clock on the mantel. "Uh, yeah, lunch," she said as she turned and left the room.

Tony watched his mom walk across the living room and then through the dinning room. She was walking up on her toes and that seemed to make her hips swivel and sway. He didn't remember seeing his mother wiggle that much.

With a grin on his face, he got up from the chair and followed her to the kitchen.

She had the sack from the dinning room table. Tony watched as she unwrapped the two turkey sandwiches and put them on plates. She added potato chips and then frowned. "I think these sandwiches are good. They feel cool."

"I'm sure they are fine mom," Tony said as he went to the fridge and opened the door. "I'm having a coke, what do you want?"

"Water will be fine," Natasha said as she picked up the plates and headed for the dinning room.

As he sat the water and coke by the plates, Natasha said, "Go get the towels for the chairs while I get us napkins."

A few minutes later they were seated at the table. Tony felt odd eating at the table naked. He had snacked that way on a couch and in a bed. His eyes kept moving to his mother's bare breasts.

She gave him a crooked smile and whispered, "Eating at the table naked is kinky and fun."

"I assume you and dad did it a lot."

"Until you came along, almost every night. We even did it afterwards when you went to bed."

Tony chuckled. "My parents were kinky and I never had any idea."

"It's only kinky the first few times you do something or so I've heard," Natasha said with a wink.

"If it's with your own mother, does that make it extra kinky? Tony asked with a grin.

"Oh, yes!" His mother replied with a shiver. "Orgasmic in fact."

Tony chuckled. "I'll never look at the arm of a couch the same way again."

"Eat your sandwich son, your education has only just begun," Natasha said with a big smile.