Natalie Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

Natalie Pt. 01

I had turned sixteen when lockdown started, school closed, learning was online and dates and the like didn't happen. Now, two years later, I was of age but had led a very sheltered few years and like many my age, I was very inexperienced in the way of the world. This is my story, of how my life has evolved in the past few months since my eighteenth birthday.

I was laying on my bed having just finished some course work and wondering what to do next when I heard a sort of moaning coming from mum's bedroom. Not sure what it was, if she had hurt herself or was perhaps unwell, I got off my bed and headed to her room, her door was just a little bit open. Something stopped my rushing in to see if she was okay, looking through the door crack I could see her reflected in her wardrobe door mirror, she was laying nude on her bed. I had seen mum nude many times so that was nothing new, but what she was doing was new, and it was something I had no idea about.

Mum had what looked like a plastic bar or rod in her hand and was holding it between her legs. I could hear a vibration noise and mum was moaning and pulling a really strange face. I was fascinated, I couldn't stop watching but was scared I would be caught. Dad was out and so there was only mum and me at home. Mum gasped and took in a big gulp of air and lifted her bottom high off the bed and she let out the biggest moan yet. I was frozen, I couldn't stop watching as she lay there, the rod thing in her hand still making a ...

... buzzing noise. There was obviously an on/off switch on it and with her other hand she stopped the buzzing and dropped the rod on the bed.

Before she could see me, I crept back to my room and lay on the bed, my ear buds in, listening to music, thinking about what mum had been doing, something I had never seen before, and up until then I had never even thought about touching myself with something other than my fingers.

Deep in my thoughts, Mum startled me, I hadn't heard her come into my room, and as she touched my shoulder, I jumped.

"Shit mum, you made me jump."

"Don't swear Nat, it is unladylike." Mum had dressed, jeans and a jumper, and I hoped she wasn't aware I had just been watching her. "I am going to the shops, I will be about an hour, do you want to come, or do you want me to get anything for you?"

"No mum, if you don't mind, I am just going to stay here and listen to my music."

I got up and watched from my parents' bedroom window as mum drove off the drive and gave her a couple of minutes to make sure she had not forgotten something and had to come back. Deciding the coast was clear I opened the drawer in mum's bedside table, and there it was. I picked it up and held it. It was rubbery to the feel, round and had a slight point at one end. At the other end was what looked like a button, which of course I pressed.

I almost dropped it, I was surprised at how it felt. It buzzed and vibrated in my hand. I pressed the button again and the vibrations ...