His mom fed him a doubtful look. "I have a hard time believing that. Tomorrow you'll get a session with Sister Emma and she'll probably teach you that there's a time and place for those sorts of things and it's not at or during church," his mom chided.
"Well, good thing I'm not at church anymore then," Henry stated, glancing at his crotch.
"Henry!" his mom exclaimed, looking down at it.
"What? It's not like I can prevent them, mom."
"No, but we're standing in your bedroom talking. Why's it getting erect."
She noticed her son's eyes drift up her body, starting with her dainty feet, with their painted toenails that were arched in her mules. "Better yet, forget it...I probably shouldn't know," she stated, then walked out.
Jane went to her bathroom, stripped naked and masturbated furiously, while laying on the floor. Despite how she tried, she couldn't shake the image of her boy's monster erection. She had brought her pillow in the bathroom with her, so she could use it to muffle her orgasmic screams.
"Maybe it's NOT a good idea for me to sit in on Sister Emma's sessions!" she thought, knowing anything sex-related might trigger her sexually. "No, I'm going! Sister Emma needs me to be there to offer input and support. I just need to maintain my composure and keep my own feelings at the door."
Sister Emma had her own private office at the church. It was 3pm sharp when she received a knock at her door. She answered, wearing her traditional robe and veil. "Jane come in!" she cheerfully greeted.
She closed the door and turned the lock, then led them over to the sofa in her office. "Please, be seated. Would the two of you like some water?"
"I'm fine, thank you," Jane replied.
"I'm OK too," said Henry.
Emma sat in a comfy chair across from them and looked directly at the boy. "Henry, as you know, I have a boy your same age...Noah."
"Yeah, Noah and I are friends."
"I know you are, and you're both at a similar place in your sexual development. Recently, Noah had sexual intercourse with a girl for the very first time, and soon you will be too, if you haven't already???"
Both Emma and his mom stared at the teen, waiting for his response. "No...I um, haven't had sex with anyone yet?" he timidly muttered.
"He's a virgin. I wasn't expecting that," Jane thought.
"Well, that's nothing to be ashamed of. You'll lose your virginity at the time and place that God sees fit," she assured him. "It's important, however, that you have the knowledge and skills to engage in sexual activities effectively and responsibly. Sex is a powerful gift, Henry, that our Holy Father has bestowed up on."
"Alright," the boy nodded. He felt his mom take his hand and squeeze it reassuringly.
"There are two components that are necessary for sexual intercourse," Emma explained. "A penis, which is something God gave males, like yourself, and vaginas, which were bestowed upon females, like your mother and I."
She glanced down at Henry's bulge. "A man's penis becomes erect, which is what allows him to penetrate the vagina and spill his seed inside a woman. Is your penis erect right now, Henry?"
He glanced at his mother, reluctant to answer. "Yes...sorry!" he muttered.
"His penis has been erect a lot here lately," Jane added.
"It's ok for your penis to be erect at the appropriate times, Henry, and this is one of them," Emma noted.
"It is?"
"Yes...this is a time of learning. A safe time and a safe place. Why don't you stand up and remove your pants, so your mother and I can point out the important parts of your male anatomy and how they function."
Jane's heart skipped a beat. "Is she serious?! She wants him to take out his penis...here?" she asked herself.
Henry stood up and removed his pants, while Sister Emma joined his mother on the couch, so they sat side by side. The women's eyes widened as they watched the boy's hardon spring from his briefs, pointing at an upward angle in full hardness. "My goodness, Henry...the good Lord has certainly blessed you with a large, healthy penis," the Sister exclaimed.
"It gets this way a lot," the teen confessed.
"Yes, we noticed, honey," Jane smirked. "I was just explaining to Henry yesterday that there are certain times and places where having an erection may not be appropriate," the mother said, mesmerized by his erect dick.
"While that's true in theory, sexual arousal can happen just about anywhere...and a male, especially Henry's age, is powerless to stop a penile erection, once it starts," the Sister explained.
"That's true, I suppose. He was really struggling with one during church yesterday."
"What was it that got you so erect in church, Henry?" Emma asked. "Did you see an attractive female that got you aroused?"
Henry glanced at his mom, knowing that SHE was that attractive female. His mom knew it too. "Yes ma'am," he muttered.
"Was it one of the Anderson girls? They are quite beautiful and have large breasts."
"No...I mean, they are beautiful, like you said, but it wasn't them," the boy answered.
Emma noticed his eyes drift to the swell of his mother's breasts for a moment. "Oh, I see now. No need to be embarrassed, Henry. It's actually quite common for a mother's body to capture her boy's eyes during church."
"It is?"
"Of course. A mother's legs...her feet in their heels...her heavy breasts. All of those things can make a boy aroused."
"True," Henry agreed.
"Tell me...were you fantasizing about having sexual intercourse with your mother, while at church?"
Henry peeked over to see his mom looking right back at him, waiting for his answer. "If I said yes, would I get in trouble?" he asked.
The mother sat there for a moment, awkwardly contemplating his question. "Well, I don't want you to think you're gonna get in trouble by being honest...so no, no matter what you say you won't be in trouble, I promise," Jane assured him.
"In that case...yes, I WAS having those fantasies," he confessed.
Jane got a wild tingling in her belly. Even though she suspected her boy was having inappropriate thoughts about her, hearing him admit to it made it seem so much more real.
"Tell us about your fantasy, Henry. Were the two of you at home, alone together?" the Sister asked.
"Yes, ma'am."
"We're you on top of your mom, on your parent's bed perhaps...having rough, passionate sex together?"
"Uh-huh."
"Henry, thank you for being honest. It makes my job as a teacher so much easier when a boy is as transparent as you are," Emma said, then looked at his mother. "Jane, would you mind speaking to me out in the hallway for moment?"
"Sure," the mother answered, then followed Sister Emma out of her office, so they could speak in private.
"Thank you for setting your judgements aside and letting Henry confess his true feelings," the sister said.
"Of course. I'm here to listen and help the best I can...not scold him."
"In that case, how would you feel about being naked in front of Henry?" Emma boldly asked.
"Na...naked?"
"Yes. I think it would be appropriate, even in God's eyes, for his mother to be the model for a lesson in female anatomy."
Emma glanced down the hallway, towards her husband's office. "Sister Emma, I appreciate your willingness to have me involved, but I'm not so sure Damian would be alright with what you're suggesting."
"Oh, well you certainly seemed ok with remaining in the room, while your son was naked," Emma pointed out. "And you did just say that you were here to help the best you can, did you not?"
"Yes, but...I AM his mother. I doubt God would look too favorable on me for being naked in front of him."
"So what you're saying is that my suggestion, as a sister in the church, is unholy?"
"No, no...I didn't mean that, it's just..."
"It's fine, Jane" Emma smiled. "Perhaps you're much to timid for this task anyway. I'll just ask one of the other mothers in the congregation to help me out."
Jane felt suddenly jealousy at that suggestion. "No...I'll do it," she muttered.
This got a big smile from the sister. "You'll do it? Are you sure?" she asked.
"Yes. It IS just for educational purposes after all. God knows what our true intentions are, right?"
"Yes he does."
Henry's cock twitched at the sound of his mom and Sister Emma's heels CLICKING against the hard floor. Because her gown was so long, the boy couldn't see Emma's heels. However, his mom's he could see, and they were sexy as hell. Jane's dainty feet, with their freshly painted toenails, were arched wonderfully in four-inch mules that complimented the color of her dress.
"Jane, before you sit, why don't you take off Henry's shirt, so he can be completely naked for us," Emma asked.
"Sure," the mother said awkwardly, then lifted her boy's shirt off. She fed him a little smile as they stood there a foot apart with his long erection pointed at her. Her heart skipped a beat as her eyes drifted down his chiseled torso to his jutting erection, which stuck out as stiff as a tree branch.
"Henry, why don't you sit down here between your mother and I, and let's talk about your penis," Emma suggested.
The boy sat down on the sofa and Jane sat down next to him, she became conscious of how aroused she was getting. Her nipples were thick and erect and her vagina was incredibly moist.
"There you go," the sister whispered. "Now lean back, so your boner can rest on your abdomen."
Henry's heart raced excitedly as he sat between the two beautiful women, watching them gaze down at his stiff peter.
"A man's penis is made up of so many wonderful parts, but there's three basic areas that are the most important to remember. The balls, the shaft and the glans," the sister instructed.
"I'll be explaining the function of the first two, then we'll let your mom talk about the importance of your bell tip."
Henry peeked up and shared an awkward, but eager smile with his mom.
He gasped as he felt the sister's hand gently clasp one of his plump nuts. "The balls, or testicles are like storage tanks for your sperm," she said, then looked over at his mom. "Jane, why don't you handle the other one."
The mother nervously reached down and took her teen's testicle in her hand. Her fingers explored the plump nut as the sister continued speaking.
"Your balls are emptied upon ejaculation, but quickly refill, as your body produces fifteen-thousand sperm every second."
"Wow, that's a lot," the boy gasped, watching their pretty hands squeeze on his nuts.
"It is a lot," Emma agreed. "That's why your balls feel so full, Henry. Right now there are probably billions of sperm in your testicles, waiting for a chance to serve their purpose, which is to impregnate a woman."
"I don't ever remember Damian's balks being this big," the mother thought as she dug her long nails into her boy's tender nut.
They watched the teen's dick flex in reaction to the way their hands were massaging his big nuts. Emma slowly slid her fist up around the base of his thick dick. "The second important area of your genitalia is your shaft. The length of it will determine your depth of penetration inside a female vagina. I will say, Henry, that you look to be at least nine-inches, which means you'll have no problem fully penetrating ANY female," Emma told him.
Jane's let out a heavy breath as she thought about what it must be like to have such a cock thundering through her.
The mother's hand followed the sister's, circling up around the meaty stalk. She couldn't believe how warm and thick it felt. There was simply no way she could get her entire hand around the thick meat of his erection.
"I have noticed, in the locker- room shower, than I'm bigger than most of the guys," Henry stated proudly.
His mom gave him a pleased smile. "You should feel proud and grateful that God has blessed you with such a large...perfectly-formed penis, honey," she stated.
"That's true, Henry," Emma added. "With a penis like yours, you'll have an overwhelming number of females pursuing you for coitus."
"I won't mind that!"
Both women giggled at his comment. "You best be careful, young man. You don't need to be getting a bunch of women pregnant with this thing," Jane warned.
The teen watched in utter fascination as the two hands circling his prick subtly pumped up and down. A dollop of pre-cum drooled from his piss-slit.
Emma was quick to point it out. "Look at that, Henry. Pre-ejaculate has seeped up from your balls and is weeping from the tip. It makes wonderful lubricant on your glans. Jane, why don't you show him."
The mother's heart was beating a mile a minute. She released her grip on his shaft and slipped her fist over his engorged tip. Her hand made a lewd, creamy sound as it stroked his fat bulb, with the aid of his slippery pre-cum. "Your glans are the most sensitive part of your penis," she whispered. "This is the part that slips through the pink walls of a woman's vagina first and experiences the most friction."
"The friction it's getting now sure feels good," Henry admitted, while peeking over at the swell of his mom's heaving breasts. He could clearly see the fat nubs of her tumescent nipples poking out from beneath her clothing.
"Does that mean she's turned on?" he thought.
Sister Emma slowly stroked his shaft, while Chelsea continued to massage his slippery crown. His mom continued explaining the function of his knob. "Honey, when you ejaculate, your sperm will flow through the slit of your knob and into a woman's vagina, but you don't wanna shot off to quickly. God has given us females the ability to orgasm also."
"That's right," the Sister smiled, tugging on his stiff prick. "And it often takes a big, strong erection like yours to make that happen, Henry. That's why it's important that you develop something called...staying power."
"Staying power?"
His mom explained. "Honey, staying power is the ability for a boy to have intercourse for awhile, maybe even hours, without submitting to his urge to ejaculate."
"How do I get more of that?"
"Well, Henry, I'm glad you asked," Emma interjected. "A boy improves his staying power through practicing a technique called 'edging.' Edging is when you bring yourself right to the brink of cumming, then slow down and let it subside," Emma explained. "Would you like your mom and I to show you how to edge your penis, then you can practice on your own at home, while you masturbate?"
"Sure," Henry replied, then looked at his mom, "if that's alright?"
Jane fed him a reassuring smile. "It's all being done for the purpose of helping you, honey. God knows our hearts are in the right place. So if Sister Emma believes that edging you is the right thing to do, then we should do it."
"Ok, then," he agreed, with a anxious smile. The boy stared down his chiseled torso at the two pretty hands that were working him off. He marveled at their long painted fingernails and how they squeeze and pulled at his tender erection so skillfully.
The two women adjusted their body position, turning so they were facing each other on each side of him. Their fists whipped up and down the boy's jutting prick with corkscrew strokes. Chelsea's hand was on the upper-half, while Emma's was wrapped around the thick base.
"Stimulate his frenulum," the sister whispered to Henry's mother.
Jane stuck her thumb up and let it plow against the band of her son's sensitive frenulum. This made Henry shudder in pleasure. "My goodness, he's just SO hard!" the mother huffed, while stroking rhythmically. Her tongue slipped out and licked her lips almost involuntarily as she watch his fat purple knob slip wetly through her pumping fist. Jane was getting so sexually aroused that she could feel the fuck-oil seeping from her cuntal crevice .
"Forgive me Lord, but I can't even imagine how good that thing would feel inside me!" she thought, marveling at just how sturdy and muscular her boy's cock looked, even while being vigorously jerked by their hands.
Henry could see both his mom and Sister Emma's mammoth mounds jumping around beneath their gowns while they stroked him. He always had a hard time judging the size of the Sister's breasts beneath her nun's gown, but now that he could see them shift around heavily he knew they must rival the size of his mom's giant tits.
"I'm feeling really good!" the boy announced; his dick tingling exquisitely.
"Let us know right before you're ready to cum, Henry," Emma advised, pumping at his thick shaft.
"I'm ready right now!"
Both the sister and his mom stopped stroking, releasing his prick and letting it spring back against his abdomen. "Good job!" Emma shouted. "Let the sperm settle back into your balls now, Henry."
Both women had their eyes fixed to his cock as the boy struggled to regain his breath. "You can see his glans throbbing," Jane excitedly whispered.
"Yes...look how the ridge of his knob has mushroomed out," Emma added.
"I think he's gonna spurt some," Henry's mother giggled.
"Maybe just a little."
Henry's penis twitched and a bubbling gob of semen oozed out of his peter-tip. "Sorry," he sighed.
"Oh, honey, it's ok," his mom cooed, rubbing his thigh tenderly.
"Don't apologize, Henry. It's normal for a little bit of semen to escape during edging. As long as it's not a full-blown ejaculation your fine," the sister consoled.
"So that didn't count as cumming?"
"Oh, honey, no," his mom answered. "When you cum your penis will spurt out big long ropes of ejaculate. That was only a tiny spurt you just had. It was caused by powerful contractions beneath the root of your erection."
"Would you feel comfortable edging yourself now, Henry?" Emma asked.
"Yes, I think I could."
"Good. Now that we've discussed your penis, I'd like to move on to female anatomy. Tell me...have you ever seen a naked woman before?" Emma asked. "Not on TV or the internet. I'm talking about a real naked woman, in the flesh."
"Oh, um...a real one? No," he answered.
"We didn't think so. For that reason, your mother has agree to assist in your learning by getting completely nude for you today, so you can see a female's sexual body parts."
Henry could hardly believe his ears. The first naked woman he'd get to see in real life would be the one who'd given birth to him. The woman he'd been fantasizing about for years.
His mom looked at him questioningly. "Are you alright with that, honey? I mean, I know it would help you, but I don't have to take my clothes off, if you don't feel comfortable with it."
"No, I do feel comfortable with it!" he blurted.
"Alright, as long as you're sure," Jane stated as she stood up off the couch.
First, the red-headed mother slipped her sexy feet from her heels and pushed them aside. Then, she unbuttoned her dress. Henry gasped out-loud and his boner jumped on his crotch as he watched his mom slip out of her dress, so she was now only in her underwear. As big as it was, her embroidered black bra looked much to small for her monstrous breasts. Pounds of creamy, bulging tit-flesh was spilling out the cups. The boy marveled at her mile-long cleavage; a fleshy cavern that could easily swallow his entire head.
"Holy wow! They look even bigger in just her bra!" the boy thought.
His mom's panties were bikini-style. She had a well-formed crotch, with puffy outer lips, that came together to form a delicious camel-toe.
The boy's heart raced as she reached around to unfasten her bra. Jane tugged at thick straps, releasing the row of hooks. Her melonous boobs sprung from the flimsy sling and rested wobblingly on her chest. Henry never imagined that such huge, thick-textured areolar-rings would cap his mom's tits. Even though she hadn't nursed in years they were dotted with Montgomery tubercles. Her nipples were long and rubbery, clearly engorged from arousal.
She flashed him a little smile, while hooking her thumbs beneath the elastic waistband of her panties. She shucked them down her lovely legs and stepped out of them. Henry took a big excited gulp as he stared at his mom's mons pubis. A neatly-trimmed patch of pubic hair crowned her vulva. Chelsea had prominent inner lips of labium that extended slightly from between her puffy outer flanges.
"Wow!" the boy muttered.
"Get used to it, Henry," Emma said with a wicked smile. "You'll soon be seeing lots of girls this way."
"Yes, maybe...but probably not ones with boobs that big."
"Not necessarily true," his mom smiled blushingly. "A lot of girls at your school are pretty heavy up top, honey."
"THAT heavy though?" her boy asked, staring at her giant rack.
"OK, Maybe not quite as big as me, but still pretty large."
"Do you like huge, heavy breasts on a girl, Henry?" the Sister asked.