"Oh my god!" Mom screamed as her shirt was soaked with spray.
"I'm sorry Mom, I'm really trying here" as I attempt to stop the spray coating my mother and I coming from the broken pipe. Working my tool around frantically as I try to stop the stream of liquid soaking us both. "I told you I'm not a plumber" I say in protest as the water continues to stream from the broken pipe. Giving up I move to a lower section, mom moving the flashlight to illuminate my goal. The water shut-off valve, I turn it and the spray subsides to a gentle trickle before stopping completely.
Looking over at you, I see that you're completely soaked, the fabric sticking to your body in a very pleasing way.
My mother is a beautiful woman, I've heard it all my life from my friends at school. They weren't wrong, looking over your body. Currently on full display due to the sopping wet clothes. Her legs were toned from years of working as a yoga instructor, her butt a bit big in her opinion, but I'm certain none of the several men who attended her classes would complain. Currently clad in yoga pants as usual, the slick tight fabric made it clear that she was wearing a small thong also as per usual. My eyes moved up her body as I watched her try to strain water from her long red hair, her waist was wide and inviting, her breasts stood unnaturally high and proud, fake 36Cs. A gift from my late father for her 30th birthday. Mom had been a 32B naturally and unknown to me growing up, had complained to my father often about her breasts over the years. Apparently she had "body image" issues. No idea why, her body was the stuff of fitness magazine covers.
Tearing my eyes away from my soaked mother and her stellar body, I focused again on the mess in front of me.
"Sorry Mom, I think I made it worse. I guess we will need to call an actual plumber."
My mom shakes her head in disappointment. I'm a bit of a handy man in lots of ways despite only being nineteen. Plumbing though, is not one of my talents, but my mom is perpetually cheap and asked if I could "try and fix the small leak in the basement." So much for that idea. Wrapping the broken section in plumbers tape, I slowly reengaged the water. I was only able to get it slightly running before the leak started again. Turning it back down, the leak slowed to almost nothing.
"That's probably the best we can fo until we get a plumber down here to fix the line."
"Will we still have water in the house?" Mom asked nervously.
"Yes, but we will need to ration it a bit. The tank will run empty quickly and be slow to fill back up."
I explain as I shimmy my body out from under the mess of pipes, trying to not crush my seemingly constant erection against the forest of pipes. While seeing my attractive mother in soaking wet clothes certainly didn't help it, it wasn't the only cause of my bulging discomfort. Ever since my last birthday, I found myself constantly aroused, often without even a reason, but when there was one, it became almost unbearable.
"Well we're both covered in nasty water, do you think there's enough in the tank now to shower?"
I see her looking down at me, her eyes tracing over my own soaked shirt, obviously concerned about me covered in dirty water from old pipes, and the affect that could have on her son, certainly not admiring my muscled chest.
"Probably, but you will have to turn the water on, get wet, turn it off and soap, then turn it back on to wash off. To give the tank time to refill. "
"What about you?"
She asks with concern in her voice.
"You're just as covered in that nasty water as me, what will you do?"
"There won't be enough for you to shower and then me, I'll just have to wait a bit after you're done for the tank to fill. I'll be fine."
Trying not to shiver noticeably as the cold water and cool basement air starts to get to me. Looking over at my mother seeing the hard nipples practically poking through her soaked top, I can tell I'm not alone in that feeling. But I don't want her to worry so, I try and resist shaking.
"No, you're going to get sick sitting around this drafty old house in wet clothes. We both need to get clean and warmed up."
Making a decision quickly, unknowingly changing the course of our lives, she shakes her head with finality.
"Come with me, both of us need to get upstairs, it's warmer up there. Then we will both get out of these wet clothes and take a shower together to get this nasty water off us, it's probably full of bacteria."
"Ummm, ok, I guess you're probably right."
Trying not to get too overwhelmed by this development, the hardon in my pants not helping. We both head upstairs and into my mother's room and her connected bathroom.
"This shower is bigger than yours, it will be easier for us to share in here."
Mom quickly explains, as she starts to pull down her soaked yoga pants the fabric sticking to her skin, practically peeling herself out of the skin tight outfit. Looking over at me she sees me watching her, unsure of what to do.
"Don't just stare, take off those wet clothes. I know this is a bit weird, but your my son, I've seen you naked, and this is an emergency. This water is disgusting and we're both freezing."
She continues to strip, removing her top, exposing her large firm breasts contained in a tight sports bra. I remove my wet shirt, trying to ignore the fact that I'm getting naked in front of my mom, and very aware of the fact that I'm rock hard at the moment. As we continue to strip, that situation isn't helped as mom takes off her bra and thong, standing there totally nude, her body covered in goosebumps, her nipples standing out so far that it almost looks painful. As I remove my jeans, my erection creating a large tent in my wet boxers. My mother's eyes are instantly drawn to it.
" I know that a boy your age is really easily excited, but aren't you cold? I mean, your dad, when he got cold, it kind of, shrank."
She asks awkwardly, thinking to herself "God why did I ask that? He must be so embarrassed, having his mother ask him about his dick." She immediately tries to move past the awkward moment.
"Nevermind, just finish getting undressed and let's get this done. Can I turn the water on, get it warm at least?"
Trying to ignore the fact that my mother just asked about my erection, I finish undressing, my boxers removed showing my cock standing proud and throbbing a bit from seeing my mother naked and the thought that we were about to shower together. I try to look at her face and ignore her body as I answer her.
"Well, it's not a great idea, we could run out of water halfway through it warming up. Better to just get in, turn it on and get each other wet, then turn it off again while we soap. Just to be safe."
"You're probably right, let's go then."
She agrees. Walking into the bathroom ahead of me, my eyes were instantly drawn to that amazing ass of hers. "How does it look even better out of the thong?" I wonder to myself as I follow her in.
We both step into the shower which is, yes, bigger than mine, but still not really made for two. I try not to rub against my mother's naked body as I move towards the back of the shower, figuring I would let her get water on her first. Mom reaches over to turn on the water, bending slightly at the waist, that amazing ass pushing back towards me. My rock hard cock throbs even harder.
"Here we go."
Mom says as she turns the handle, water sprays out at a lower pressure than normal, but still enough to soak her, it's obviously cold though as she shrieks and jumps back towards me, her butt making contact with my erection and pushing me back slightly.
"Oh god it's freezing, yeek!"
Realizing what she did she quickly turns and reaches for me, motherly instinct overriding her common sense.
"Oh baby, I'm so sorry, I didn't hurt you did I?"
Realizing what she's doing she quickly draws her hand back, her fingertips having been mere centimeters from her son's hard dick. I can't help but stare at her, with her facing me I get an up close look at her outstanding boobjob, her toned chest, my eyes drifting down to her light red pubic hair covering her shapely mound. Nervously I drag my eyes away from her body, back up to her face.
"Umm, yea, I'm fine mom. Just wasn't expecting you to leap at me."
I try to smile and seem at ease but my throbbing cock betrays my tension. My mom can't help but look at it, "God it looks so hard, how can he stay like that for so long, it must be painful." She thinks to herself before turning back to the warming water.
"OK sweety, I'm gonna get soaked down and then we can trade places before turning off the water."
As she lets the warm water run over her body, she can feel her son's eyes on her, she tries to ignore it, just the normal behavior of a young teen boy, it's not fair for me to ask him to turn around. Not like we have time for modesty.
I watch feverishly as the water runs over mom's body, making her skin shine in an amazingly sexy way. I struggle against the urge to touch myself, knowing that she could turn back at any moment, my hands moving lower despite my internal protest. "Don't be a perv, just because you're hard doesn't mean it's OK to touch yourself while you watch your mom."
Mom turns back towards me, wetting her hair and back, arching her back to move her head towards the spray, her hips and chest raising up towards me, giving me a better look at her dripping pussy as the water runs down her body. Her eyes closed as the water runs over her. My hand finds my cock head and I run my thumb over the sensitive head as I watch her. "Stop it" I reprimanded myself in my head as I pull my hand away. Thankfully, as your eyes open, my hand is away from my dick.
"OK baby, your turn to get wet."
She moves towards me, but the shower is small and there's no way to get around her without touching. Her wet skin makes contact with mine as we turn and try to brush past each other. My hard dick pressing against her slick thigh as I slide by her.
"Baby, you're not making this easy with that thing."
She presses past me and thankfully turns around as I let the water run over my body. Grabbing the shampoo, she starts to soap up her hair as I finish wetting myself down. As I turn around, feeling the water start to run out, I reach down and shut off the water. As I do so, I hear her yelp in pain behind me. Turning quickly I see you turn to face me, a pained look on your face and your eyes screwed shut.
"I got soap in my eyes, I can't see a thing. I need to rinse out my eyes."
She moves towards me blindly, her hands out in front of her.
"Mom wait, there's no more water, we need to wait a bit for it to refill."
Her arms hit my chest and I can see the pain on her face. As she struggles to open her eyes.
"Just keep your eyes shut, you'll be fine if you don't open them."
I reassure her, her hand still on my chest, getting me more excited as I feel her warmth.
"But I can't see, how can I finish cleaning myself if I can't see?"
"Its OK mom, I'll help you, it's fine."
Looking past her I see the loofah and body wash on the shelf behind her. I try to lean past her to reach them, our wet naked bodies pressed against each other, my hard dick pressing roughly into her stomach as I reach for the cleaning supplies. I try and hold her steady to keep us both from toppling over as I grab them. My hands struggling not to grab ahold of her breast as my fingers slip on the wet flesh. I pull back from her as I get the loofah and soap finally.
"I can't turn on the water until the tank fills a bit, I'll just soap you the rest of the way since you can't see. Don't worry mom I'll be gentle."
"OK baby. Just umm try not to...umm touch me too much, this is weird enough as it is."
She says trying to keep her voice calm and not reprimanding."It's not his fault I blinded myself like this after all is it? But my son rubbing soap on my naked body is not exactly normal." I reach out with the soap filled loofah, starting at your neck, I rub back and forth, getting the suds going as I rub the top of your chest, sliding easily over your skin. Your eyes closed tight as my hand moves back and forth across you. Moving the loofah lower I start to caress the tops of your breasts. My eyes fixed on your hard nipples as my hand effortlessly slides back and forth behind the soapy sponge. My cock grows harder and realizing that you can't open your eyes, I reach down with one soap covered hand, stroking myself as the other hand moves over your breasts.
"Umm baby, I think the boobs are clean now, you can do my arms and stomach now."
You gasp out, the ministrations of your son on your breasts causing you to grow more excited than a mother should be with her son. Unaware that your strong hand is wrapped around your cock, right in front of me. She tries to focus and not get carried away, but this is all proving more exciting than expected.
"Yes, sorry Mom, I just got distracted is all."
I try to speak, but the words come out strained as I stroke myself faster while my other hand moves the soap filled loofah over your outstretched arms, admiring the toned flesh. Soap coating your flesh as I move to your other arm and then down to your chest, moving to get the underside of your breasts, the back of my hand rubbing the soft flesh of your large full orbs. I stifle a moan as my other hand furiously rubs up and down my cock.
"Umm mom, I need to clean...umm down there now, can you, can you spread your legs a bit?"
I can see the tension on her face as she considers what to do.
"Maybe I should do that part baby, if you could hand me the sponge, I'm sure i can do it."
"No it's OK mom, I can do it, you might drop the sponge and you wouldn't be able to open your eyes to find it, do you really want to risk that? I can do it, I'll be gentle I promise."
I reassure her softly, trying to hide my eagerness at getting the chance to touch her down there, even if there is a loofah between my hand and her pussy.
"OK baby, you're right, I could drop it and slip and hurt myself or you, just umm, be careful, mommy's very sensitive down there, just like you are. Ok?"
"I will mom, I promise."
Quickly moving the sponge down your chest as I watch you open your legs for me, my hand sliding down past your belly button, my other hand furiously stroking my cock. As the sponge moves over your mound, I press in, causing you to let out an involuntary moan, the rough fibers of the loofah teasing your opening.
"Oh baby, gentler please, that's a bit much for mommy."
Hearing your moan, drives me a bit wild as I feel your red pubic hairs brushing against my hand. I rub the loofah lightly up and down against your pussy, sliding it slightly side to side as the soap lubricates your flesh. You let out another moan, spreading your legs wider almost without thought.
"Oh god" she thinks to herself. "This feels so good" Somehow the inability to see, combined with the soft, slick strokes of the rough fiber against her pussy has her nearly losing control. Her son's side to side movement and then up and down, all the while pressing in against her is causing her body to react wildly. The next moan that escape her lips is loud and clear, especially in the shower with the water off.
"Oh god!"
Hearing your moan of pleasure, I increase my pressure on your mound, moving the loofah lower, before dragging it back up, increasing the speed, my own hard cock left ignored as my hand leaves it to rub the soap from your face that had been dripping towards your mouth. With a shout you push my hand away from your cunt, dripping now from much more than water.
"Stop! Stop baby, I can't, we can't. This is wrong, you need to stop."
As you push me away, I feel a pang of guilt and embarrassment.
"I'm sorry Mom, I just lost control, it seemed like you were liking it, I just... I'm sorry."
Her face goes red as she tries to move away from me, unable to see still, she slips and falls into me. I attempt to catch her, but our slick soap covered skin causes me to mostly fail, her fall drops her to her hands and knees, only slightly slowed by my hands trying to grab hold of her. Her face crashes into my hard cock, the tender flesh of my cock head hitting her on the cheek, lips, and rubbing against her eye as she struggles not to totally collapse on the shower floor.
"Oh god mom, are you OK?"
Reaching down, I try to lift her up, but mostly only succeed in pressing my cock into her face again as we both struggle to find purchase in the soapy shower. Mom tries intently to ignore the hard young cock hitting her in the face as my arms finally find traction, pulling her to her feet. She's breathing hard, partly from the fall, partly from almost losing herself in a climax from my earlier efforts. Partly from having a hard cock nearly pushed into her mouth.
"I'm OK, I just need to get this soap off me so I can see again. Do you think the water is ready yet?"
She tries to sound calm, but I can tell she's still struggling. The effort of holding back her orgasm has drained her some and the feeling of being left on that edge has her tense and teetering with the idea of letting me finish her. "Hopefully the water is ready and we can finish this quick and get out of here before I totally make a fool of myself"
"Not yet mom, I'll finish your back side and then we can change places, the water should be ready by then."
"Ok baby, just.. take it easy OK. It's dangerous in here. We need to be careful."
She carefully turns slowly in place, presenting her back to me. My eyes instantly track over the naked flesh down to her outstanding ass, high and firm. Tight and shapely, I want to get my hands on it so bad. Grabbing a small washcloth off the rod, I add soap to it and the loofah.
"Here I'll use this too, it will speed things up."
Starting to rub both over your back, enjoying the feel of your flesh just beneath the washcloth. I rub both soap covered hands in a circular motion on your back. You arch into the pleasant feeling, pressing back against me. The urge for relief still throbbing away inside you.
"Ohh, yes. That feels very nice."
Your response pushes me to increase my pressure, making large circles on your neck and back. My hand with the washcloth moves lower, caressing your butt moving up and down each cheek in a slow motion, the soap making your skin slick. The urge inside causing your body to spread your legs again for me. My hand moves to the crack between your cheeks, a finger pressing in, sliding up and down over your asshole, down towards your sopping mound.
"Oh my, not so hard baby, be gentle with me."
Worrying that you may push me away again if I press to far, I only quickly run the soapy washcloth over the lower part of your pussy lips. Still you tense and moan lightly. The sound amplified by the silent shower walls. I quickly move both hands to your thighs as I kneel down behind you in order to reach your legs and feet. My face mere inches from your butt, the odor of soap and arousal coming off you. My hands move slowly up and down your legs, and feet. Then, growing bolder, driven by desire and that sweet aroma of your arousal. I move to the inside of your legs, moving my hands higher up your thigh.
"Oh no, he's going to touch me again if I don't stop him" she thinks to herself. The desire to cum is stirring in her though. It's been sometime since she pleasured herself and she hasn't had a man touch her in over a year. This is all spinning out of control. I need to stop it. But despite her thoughts, her legs spread all the same. The feeling of his cloth covered hand hitting her slit causes her to sway and moan again. Her eyes still tightly shut, the burning of the soap combining with the pleasure of his touch.
"Mmmm, oh, oh!"
She moans as my hand moves up between her legs. My cock throbs between mine, but my concentration is on the glorious ass in my face and my hand between her legs. I gently move the cloth up and down, teasing her opening as my other hand rubs the loofah up and down her leg. I press higher with the wash cloth, feeling the heat coming off your wet snatch, I feel you grind yourself against my hand lightly as I maintain pressure against you. Letting you set your own pace. Afraid to speak and ruin the moment I silently kneel behind you, pushing my cloth covered hand up against your slit. You break down and succumb to your desire."Oh baby, I'm sorry, but I just need to finish. Just keep your hand right there, let me take care of this, I'm sorry this is weird, but I really need this. Just keep your hand there nice and steady, press hard for mommy."
She grinds roughly into my hand as I hold my hand steady. Turning my hand over so that my fingers are pressed against the cloth, pushing it firmly against your pussy lips, pushing in with my middle finger, feeling your lips wrap around my finger, as you rock back and forth. Your moans rising as you increase your tempo. The tip of my finger rubbing directly on your clit as you grind and moan wildly.
"Oh god! Oh yes, oh oh ohhhhhh!"
Her moans are practically a scream as she cums on my cloth covered hand, she shakes so much, I move my hands to her waist, dropping the cloth and loofah to hold you steady as you ride out your orgasm. As you start to steady, I see your cheeks darkening, the realization of what you just did hitting you.
"Oh baby, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to, I just couldn't hold back. I'm so sorry."
Still unable to open her eyes, she stands there, nervous and embarrassed.
"Is OK mom, I totally understand. I get horny too, it's fine. This is a weird situation. Don't worry, it's fine."
I try desperately to reassure her. Seeing the embarrassment and nervousness in your face, even as you body shakes and trembles from your climax. Pulling you into my arms, my hard cock still pushing against your butt, I hold you in a hug.
"Its OK mom, don't worry. I think the water should be ready now, let's get that soap off you. I'm sure you would like to see again."
I laugh lightly, trying to lighten the mood. As I try to turn you and move my body behind yours so that you can get to the water.
"I can't see the handle, can you reach it?"
I lean down over your body, our skin rubbing against each other my hard dick pressing into your butt as I reach out to turn on the water.
"It is probably going to be cold again."
I warn her. As the water turns on, she slides her body back against me instinctively, my cock sliding between her legs, causing us both to freeze.
"Umm, mom. I need to... move this back."
Sliding myself away from her, the feeling of her thighs pressed against my cock, causing it to throb again. I hear her gasp lightly from the feeling of my erection pressing against her still trembling slit. The water turning warm as we both stand there, unsure what to do. Slowly I move back away from her, I think I hear a soft moan of disappointment as my cock slips out from between her legs, but it's hard to tell with the water running.
Mom quickly and with great relief runs water over her hair and face, cleaning away the soap, happily opening her eyes to clean them. She slowly turns in place, washing away the soap which runs eroticly down her body. Exposing more and more flesh. I'm so aroused at this point, I can barely stand it. I'm tempted to jump on her, bend her body over and take her right there. But that's just a foolish fantasy, despite the earlier "incident" I didn't forsee any relief for me anytime soon. "When we get out of here though, I'm going right to my room and jerking off for at least an hour." I think to myself as I watch the water run over my mother's body. As the last of the soap washes away the water slows to a trickle again before stopping with a loud noise.
"Oh no, the tank is empty again. Quick, turn it off!"
Mom quickly reaches down and shuts off the water. Turning back to me.
"Sorry baby I didn't mean to use it all up, I guess we need to wait again? Maybe I should get out, I'm all clean now, you can wait for the tank to refill and... maybe you need a little time to yourself?"
She looks at me and then down to my still hard cock. Gesturing at it with an odd expression.
"I mean, you need relief just like I did. I'll just get out and leave you to finish."
As she turns to leave though, I boldly reach out and grasp her hand.
"Can you stay mom? I mean, please will you stay? I just feel like, like I want you to be here. It would help me, please? I helped you."
My last statement coming out more of an accusation than I had intended, but I let it lie, waiting to hear your response with bated breath. You seem to struggle with the idea, unsure, but also conflicted by your motherly instinct to help.
"I don't know baby, I know things got a bit, intense in here between us, but I feel like this crosses a line. Don't you?"
"Please mom, I wont tell anyone you came on my hand, I promise. I just want you to stay, to help me like I helped you."
"Hey now mister, I won't be blackmailed, this was not what I intended when I suggested we showr together, this was just adapting to the circumstances. I'm sorry about what happened, but I won't have you holding it against me like some kind of trump card."
"I'm not trying to blackmail you mom, I'm just saying that no one needs to know what happened here. Please mom, I just want to feel the same relief you did."
Trying hard not to sound like begging and failing. I continue to hold on to your hand.
"I'm not asking for anything, sexual, per se. Just soap me up like I did for you and it will probably take care of itself. I'm really close already. Please mom? I really, really need this. I wont ask for anything else, ever again."
She wavers as she looks at him. "His cock is really hard, it's been like that all day and all this I'm sure hasn't helped any. Maybe I could, just "help" him a little. He did help me after all." She thinks to herself as she looks at him, her objections fading in her mind.
"OK, but I'm just cleaning you, like when you were a child, nothing more, ok?"
Grabbing up the wet washcloth in my hands, she adds some soap and starts to rub against my chest.
"Your skin isn't wet enough, I can't believe I used up all the water. I'm sorry baby. Here this will help."
Reaching down she grabs the bottle and adds more soap directly to her hands, moving to my chest she rubs her soap covered hand over my chest and stomach, the liquid quickly slicks up my skin. Then she takes the washcloth and rubs it over my body, spreading suds.
"Mmm, that's nice mom. Thank you."
"Of course baby."
Her hand moves lower on my stomach, obviously nervous to move too low, rubbing on my pubic area just above my hard cock, the teasing sensation driving me wild. Looking into her face I can see some excitement there. "How long had it been since she had touched a man?" I wondered to myself. Lightly she moved the cloth to my cock, rubbing it gently across the top, trying hard not to grasp at my dick. Slowly she moves the cloth to the underside, feeling the soft wet cloth and her warm fingers trace the underside of my dick causes my cock to jump lightly in her hand.
"Oh my, you are really excited aren't you?"
She exclaimed as she continued to rub down my length, moving the cloth down to my balls, she rubs it around them in a circular motion, bending forward towards me to reach lower, her breasts move into my face. I want desperately to touch them, squeeze them, lick and suck on her hard nipples, but I restrain myself. Not wanting to end this and still worried about how I'm feeling about all this. "Was I really sexually attracted to my own mother? Or was this just the natural response of having a hot naked woman touching me?" I can't help but wonder as the cloth covered hand moves lower, getting my legs. She really has to bend over now to reach my legs, I can feel her breasts on my cock, her hot breath on my chest.
"Turn around baby, I need to do your back."
She straightens up as I turn around. I feel slick soap being put on my back by her bare hand again, spreading the lubricating soap around my back and even over my butt. Before once again I feel the washcloth running around on my back, her other hand lingering on my butt as she soaps my back. I can feel my cock throbbing like it's about to explode. The need for relief is so strong. Her hand moves down to my leg as the washcloth comes down to my butt, rubbing between and against my cheeks. Her hand rubs down my leg, followed closely by the cloth. As both reach my feet, she rubs them gently. Her own breathing growing shallow and quick. As her hands start to move back to my legs, in between my thighs, moving ever higher.
"Oh baby, you still haven't cum yet. I thought you were close, I can tell you want to, go ahead baby. Let it out."
Her hands move up between my thighs the back of her hand pushing against my balls.
"I'm really close mom, so close, but I need...I need more. Please mom?!?"
Shaking her head as the struggles in her mind finally give way to fill desire.
"OK baby, I've got you."
Her other hand moves around my leg as she presses herself against me, her breasts pressing into my back as her hand wraps around my soap covered cock. Slowly she rubs her hand up and down my length. Each movement patient and deliberate. Each time she reaches the tip of my cock, her thumb rubs over the slit, before moving back down, grasping it tightly in her hand. Slowly increasing the pace as I feel her breathing start to match mine. Both of us panting and moaning. I feel a pressure on my butt, realizing her other hand must be inside her, the back of her left hand pressed against my butt, fingers squelching in the quiet shower as she plunged them inside of herself. Her right hand tightening on my cock, stroking my dick faster and faster, increasing in time with her own labored breathing in my ear.
"That's it baby, I can feel you're close, cum for mommy, let it all out."
She whispers in my ear, as I feel the tension rising in my balls.
"Oh fuck, I'm so close mom. I'm so close. I'm gonna cum any second, don't stop, please don't stop!"
"Cum baby, cum please. Cum all over mommies hand."
The pressure builds higher and higher, i feel your hand moving furiously against my butt as the other hand wildly strokes my cock, focusing on the tip, gripping my cock head, moving back and forth until I suddenly roar in pleasure, cum firing out into your hand, coating my shaft as you rub your cum covered fingers up and down my throbbing cock, milking out all the cum onto the shower floor. Your own moans rise with mine as I feel you shake against my back, obviously cumming against my back. We stand there pressed against each other soaking in sweat and soap, shaking as the effects of our mutual climax fades. My cock slowly deflating in your hands. As I stand there panting your breasts and hard nipples pressed into my back, I turn to face you and say.
"Holy crap mom. That was absolutely incredible." Standing there in the silent shower, our bodies pressed together, my cock growing limp in your hand as the climax passes. "My mother's hand, that's what's wrapped around my dick right now." My mind practically shouted the thought at me. Her firm breasts pressed tightly against my back, her hot breath on my neck as she shakes, her own climax subsiding as well. Soap dripping off both our bodies. Standing there in silence. The deafening silence.
"Ummm, mom? Can you... can you let go. If you don't soon... I'm gonna need your help again."
I meant it as I joke, trying to lighten the mood, but her response told me that she took it wrong. She quickly released me, pulling back from my body, almost slipping again on the wet soapy floor. Her face going red as she realizes the extent of what we had just done.
"Oh god, I'm sorry baby. I didn't mean to get so caught up. I just kinda lost it there."
The smell of cum mixing with the sweet scent of body wash as my load moves with the soap sliding across the floor towards the drain. Unsure what to do, I reach for the water control. The cool water hitting my face and chest washing away the soap and cum. The cold water also rapidly brought me back down to reality.
"My mother had my cum on her hands, had made me cum, had gotten herself off as she stroked my cock!" The words ran around in my head as I tried to make sense of it all. The water warming as I continued to wash off. Turning, water splashing across my back. I look at her face, red with embarrassment and residual excitement.
"It's OK mom."
Reaching out for her hand still slick with my warm cum. Pulling her towards me, letting the water play across her hands and body, washing off the mixture of fluids.
"We both got a bit carried away, nothing to be ashamed of, nothing to be worried about. It's fine, we're fine. Everything is OK."
The warm water continues to play across our bodies as we hold hands, words proving difficult for both of us. As the water starts to run out again. We continue to stand there, no words spoken, just looking at each other. The growing silence as the water runs out, only serving to increase the awkwardness of the moment. Uncertainty and fear mixed with curiosity and lingering desire. Mom breaks free first, moving her hand away from mine, she stands a bit taller, looking at me.
"Well, I guess we're out of water again and both clean, we should get out. Get some dry clothes on. I need to get to work soon and Im sure you have homework to get to."
She moves towards me, realizing my body is blocking the exit. She stops abruptly. Hands moving to her hips, a slight annoyed look on her face.
"If you don't mind, it's time to get out."
She holds up her hand expectantly, gesturing for me to leave. For a moment I'm tempted to stay there blocking the exit, curious to see what she might say or do. Wanting desperately to know if this "moment" between us is really over. I eventually give in though and move out of the shower. Grabbing a towel and handing it to her before grabbing another for myself. I turn and head to my room, unsure of what to think or do. Needing time to process all that just happened. Based on mom's expression, she did too.
"I'll see you when you get home from work. I can call a plumber while you're gone too."
I call to you as I walk to my room.
"Thank you hunny, that would be great."
Watching as he leaves the room. Her mind filled with the image of his back arching against her chest as he came in her hand, her own fingers plunging deep inside herself as his climax pushed her over the edge into her own.
"What have I done? What's wrong with me? What happened in that shower?"
Her mind spun wildly as she tried to find clarity. It was a bizarre situation. But it made sense at first. The water is broken, we were wet and filthy. Yes, he touched me in places he shouldn't have, but it was only to clean me. It wasn't intentional, right? Well he's a young guy, horny all the time based on his constant erection I see bulging in his pants everyday. He just needs an outlet, a girlfriend. Or maybe an understanding mom? No, that's crazy. But it felt so right when he came for me, stroking his cock, the feeling when he came in my hand. I haven't felt that in so long.
A small part of her was proud of herself. She was desirable, talented, he was her son, but he also had needs just like her. And she could satisfy that need, and the way it made her feel. Ohhhh, God. It was like a warm blanket wrapped around her. She felt safe and secure with him.
Dating hadn't been easy since her husband had passed. The men all seemed boring and predictable. There was no spark, no fire. Nothing like the last 30 minutes in the shower with her son. It was so intense, so exciting. It was like nothing she had ever felt before and she could feel the need, still there in the background. How to proceed?
She couldn't just jump on him. That wouldn't be right, would it? Follow him to his room and beg him to take her, use the beautiful cock to... what? No, she had to be the adult here. Move on, life wouldn't allow this. This is a fantasy, nothing more. She worked on drying her hair as the droning of the blower let her mind wander in dangerous directions. She needed to get to work, this was all just a big distraction she didn't need in her life. Finishing up in the bathroom, she got dressed in her new yoga outfit and put on some makeup. Grabbing her gear and keys, she headed out the door. Not seeing her son, wondering briefly what he might be doing in his room. Her mind going to dirty thoughts of his hands wrapped around his cock. Shaking them off, she heads out to her car and drives to work. Hopeful that the workout would clear her mind.
Up in his room, hearing his mom pull away. Her son sat on his bed, thoughts swirling in his head. Wild fantasies crashed against much more probable realities.
"That was the best orgasm I've ever had, I wonder if it was for her too? Could she want more? Did she want more? What can I do moving forward? Is she still my mom? What are we now?"
These ideas were going in circles in his head. He didn't know what to do. Maybe practicality is the best thing? Reaching for his phone, he looked up a plumber. Dialing the number, it rang a few times before a gruff voice answered.
"Dan's plumbing, how can I help you?"
"Hi, my mom and I have a broken pipe that needs fixing, when are you available?"
"I can be by tomorrow to check it "
Prefect, I think to myself. As I'm about to respond though, my mind changes.
"Actually we're not available then do you have any other available options?"
"Nothing soon, I've got a backlog of about 3 weeks."
"Oh OK, I'll try again in a few weeks then. Thank you."
Hanging up, I smile to myself.
"3 weeks!
The thought hitting my mind with a sudden excitement. We will need to share the shower until then. A smile crossing my face.
At yoga class, trying to keep her mind focused. She puts her energy into the routine. Pushing herself harder, her class struggling to keep up. Trying and failing to keep the events in the shower out of her mind. Sweat drips from her face as she pushes the class and herself harder. Her body is soaked in sweat and still she can't focus. As the class draws to a close, the students leaving slowly some limping and mumbling about changing instructors. Her friend Shari comes walking over to her. Shari was a beautiful African woman with light blue eyes that practically sparkled against her dark skin. With that large butt and larger bust, Susan was often jealous of the looks Shari got walking around the gym.
"Wow, Susan. You look like you really pushed the limits today. I saw quite a few folks leaving here red in the face, not sure that all of that was from the workout. Are you OK? You look stressed."
"Yes, it's been a difficult day. I had Jay work on my pipes, that leak I told you about. Well it turns out I should've left it at just a leak. It's making things at home a bit complicated."
"Oh no, I'm sorry to hear that. Is Jay doing well in school? Id love to see him at one of my classes one day, that boy looks like he enjoys a good workout."
Susan wasn't sure why that look on her friends face bothered her, but it oddly twinged something in her mind when she mentioned her son. Her casual mention of having him in her class, set her seething. Slutty little bitch.
"He's doing good, keeping me busy you know how teenagers are."
"You date enough, you should know." She thinks to herself. Her friend was divorced and childless. After leaving her husband Shari had been going through young studs at an alarming rate. Susan didn't like to admit it, but she was jealous of her friend. Jealous of the freedom she seemed to enjoy without any concerns what so ever. Her carefree attitude towards everything, like nothing ever bothered her. It was infuriating.
"Well, I hope you two don't struggle too much, if you need anything let me know. Catch you later."
Shari turns and sways away through the gym, several eyes turning towards her as she did. Susan, still dripping in sweat grabs up her gear and heads home in a huff. It's not until she's halfway home that she realized she will need to shower again and she could have done it there at the gym.
Arriving home she sees Jay in the livingroom, his nose in a book, some papers scattered around his desk. She's still upset and frustrated from her day at work. As well as Shari and her flippant attitude towards her troubles. She needs to de-stress. She needs a long hot shower. But the stupid water is broken.
"Did you call the plumber?"
She asks, her voice a bit harsher than she had intended.
"Yes, I did mom. I'll sorry but he's backlogged. It will be 3 weeks before he can come out. I can try to fix it myself again, but I don't want to risk making it worse."
"Yea, better to wait for the professional. It should be fine now though right? I need a shower after work, it was a hard class today."
"Since you set the difficulty as the instructor, kinda an odd way to phrase it."
His comment wasn't meant to me rude or insulting, but she was in a mood it seemed.
"Yes, yes. It's all my fault. Just like the dam shower being broken!"
Startled by your response, I try to calm your mood.
"I didn't mean that, I was just saying... it's your class. You could've taken it easy if you wanted."
Raising my hands placatingly.
"Fine, whatever, I'm gonna go get cleaned up. Do you need dinner?"
"No, I made a sandwich earlier. I'm fine."
"OK, finish up with your homework."
Calling after her.
"Mom we should really talk!"
She turns and quickly heads to her room. Peeling off the sticky yoga outfit. Trying to calm herself. "I'm so worked up, I need relief bad." Heading into the shower she turns on the water, stepping in as soon as she feels that it's like warm. Leaning against the wall, she immediately plunges two fingers inside herself. Needing that release, the sexual tension driving her mad all day. Urgently she fingers herself, hoping that the water and closed door mutes her moans of pleasure. Rubbing her thumb along her clit, she's eager to cum. Desperate to cum. Her mind can't think of anything else. Despite her efforts though, her body won't cooperate. She tries adding another finger, stretching herself wide as she thrusts in and out, over and over, water cascading down over her. Suddenly the water dries up to a trickle, leaving her cold, wet, and seriously frustrated.
"Dammit Jay!"
She yells out, in anger, pulling her fingers from her quivering pussy. Frustration making her forget how quiet it was in here without the water running. The door opens and Jay stands, looking at her in the shower with a curious look on his face.
"You called mom?"
"No, I just, I was taking a shower and the water ran out, I forgot that it was going to do that."
Still frustrated and upset, but feeling a bit weaker, leaning against the shower wall. Her body shaking with frustration and aggravation.
"Did you need help again, mom?"
The question shocked her. Did she? Maybe that's the solution, maybe. Her mind wavers with her desire for relief vs her need to move past this morning's "event." He could probably help her, help her with what she really needed right now.
"Yes, do you mind?"
Her mind made up. She opens the shower door, beckoning him in. Jay quickly sheds his clothes, entering the shower. Unsurprisingly, he's hard again Susan immediately sees as he enters, backing up against the wall to give him room. He looks her over, not very subtly checking out her boobs, before moving his eyes over the rest of her body.
"You don't have any soap on you? How did you run out of water without even getting soap on? The tank was filling all day."
"I got a bit distracted, forgot the water was going to run out."
She looks at him a bit sheepishly.
"Distracted with what?"
He looked at her, seeing the redness in her face, the labored breathing, the slight sheen of moisturizer on her fingers that didn't seem to be water.
"I ummm, need to talk to you about this morning. I...we... we can't do this, I mean not really. But, ummm I need your help it seems. So, I wana make a new rule for the house. In here, we can "help" each other. Only in here. Everywhere else, we don't talk about it, we don't stare or touch or make comments. Do you understand?"
Just tries to keep his surprise off his face, failing completely. He moves a step closer to her. Excitement clear in his voice.
"You mean... you wanna do more? More of what we did this morning? But only in the shower?"
Nodding quickly, she reaches for his hand.
"Yes, I want that, I need it Jay. So very bad. I've been thinking about it all day, I couldn't focus, couldn't think, can't function I'm so worked up. I tried to distract myself, but this is all I can think of. I need it to stop, and the only way I can think of that happening is to let it out. But only here. Anywhere else, it would be real, it would be wrong. But in here, it feels right. It feels safe."
Looking into his eyes as she moves his hand to her chest. Jay immediately starts to caress her breast, tenderly massaging the soft skin, rubbing a fingertip across the nipple.
"OK mom, in here, it's just us. And everything is good. Really, really good."
A moan escapes her lips as his fingers play with her breast, he seems to know just where to touch, just how gentle to be. It's so exciting, her body instantly moves to him, pushing her breast into his hand.
"Should I, should I use the washcloth again mom?"
"No baby, this time I want to feel your hand on my body. Touch me please, I need you."
His hand moves to her chest, teasing it's way down to her pubic hair, the red strands running through his open fingers as he lightly rubs against her slit.
"You're so warm mom, its like I can feel the heat coming out of you."
Pressing in, he finds the opening, rubbing a finger inside, moving it lightly up and down, teasing the small nub at the top, each gentle press causing a gasp and moan from his mother.
"Does it, does it feel good mom?"
He asks innocently, eager, but wanting to be sure he's pleasing her. She moans in response, pushing in his hand, eager to feel him deeper inside.
"Oh yes baby, it feels amazing. I need more, I need you to finger my pussy, stick it in deep and curl your finger nice and slow."
He follows her instructions, the pressure building inside her as he moves his other hand over her breast, his fingers seeking out her clit as he continues to pleasure her.
"Its so tight and wet mom, it feels like you're going to cum soon. I'm gonna speed up a little."
Turning his words into actions, he increases his pace, plunging his finger in and out of her slit with a quickening pace as his other hand squeezes her breasts. Driving her closer and closer to the edge. Her moans growing in volume. She grinds her crotch into his hand.
"I'm gonna cum baby, I'm so close, please don't stop, I'm so close."
Growing bold, Jay reaches up with his off hand as his other hand plunges deep into his mother's cunt. He grabs her by the hair pulling her face into his, opening his mouth he sticks his tongue deep in her mouth, probing around as he kisses her passionately. His boldness is rewarded as she cums on his fingers in a wild gushing pulse of white cream. Screaming out in pleasure.
"Oh god yes, oh fuck baby, I'm cumming so hard right now!"
She collapses against him, their naked bodies rubbing against each other as she gasps and shakes in his arms.
"Oh baby, that was just what momma needed. You're so good at that. Are you sure you don't have a girlfriend?"
Laughing lightly, he puts his cream covered fingers to his lips, lovingly licking them clean.
"Well, I don't have one now, but I've had a couple before, and they taught me a few things. You taste so much sweeter than any of them ever did mom."
She blushes at his words and the strangeness of the situation. Noticing his hard cock pressed against her, she looks down.
"Ohh baby, you took some good notes it seems. I feel so much better. Thank you baby."
"So mom, these new rules, do they only apply to you? Or can you help me too? I've been hard all day thinking about you, I could really use some relief too."
She smiles as she looks down at his hard dick. Seeing it bulging like that for her, gets her so excited.
"Grab me a towel baby."
"Wait, are we done?"
He asks concerned.
"No, I just don't want to kneel on this hard floor, be nice and grab me a towel, please?"
She flutters her eyes at him as she waits for him to grab the towel. Her eyes describing just what she has in mind for him. He quickly grabs the towel folding it up into a cylinder and placing it on the ground in front of her. She immediately kneels on the towel, his hard cock directly in front of her face. Throbbing and eager, looking up at him she sees the look on his face. "He's excited, maybe even too excited" she thinks to herself.
"Mmm, baby your cock looks so good. I can't wait to taste it."
Leaning in she brushes her lips across his shaft, teasing him, taking her time, her hands on his thighs. Slowly she runs her tongue across his tip, tasting pre cum leaking from his swollen pink cockhead. Running her tongue across his tip, she moves it around until her tongue is caressing the bottom of his head, she moves her head back along his length, her tongue moving back and forth as she sees him tense and shiver in excited joy.
"Holy shit that feels good mom. I've never had anyone do that before."
Pulling back of his cock, she looks up at him with a smile.
"You deserve it baby, after taking care of me so well."
Slowly she rubs her tongue back down his shaft to the tip. Sliding it up and over his slit, she opens her mouth, her lips envelope his member, his girth stretching her mouth open wider as she takes him in her mouth. He moans as she slides his length down her throat slowly, inch by inch. Until her nose hits his pubic bone, small hairs tickling her.
"Holy shit mom, you've got my entire cock in your mouth, I've never felt this before."
She starts to swallow on his cock, the throat muscles massaging his dick, causing him to twitch and moan as he feels the cum rising quickly from his balls.
"Oh fuck, I'm cumming mom, I'm cumming already, holy shit!"
Hot cum shoots down her throat as she swallow his cock and cum. Each pulse reverberating in her neck as he struggles to stay standing. Slowly she pulls back, breathing out, the last few squirts of cum coating her tongue as his cock plops out of her mouth, a string of saliva connecting them until it breaks and lands on her chin. She savors the taste of his cum, rolling it around on her mouth before swallowing it as well.
"Mmm baby, we're gonna have to work on that stamina of yours. But you taste better than I even expected."Smiling she stands and pulls him into a kiss, the taste of his cum mingled with her own saliva.
"I think the tank might be full by now, how about you wash my back and I'll do yours?"
"Sure mom, but are we really not going to talk about all this?"
"You know the rule, in here, we can have fun and take care of each other, but outside we need to behave like a normal mother and son. Come on now, get me nice and clean."
She pushes the towel out of the shower and motions for him to turn the water on. He stands there blocking the faucet though, giving her a look.
"Really mom, that's all you're going to say?"
"Look, this is complicated enough as it is, let's not try and make more of it than what it is, simple, fun. That's all we need. Come on baby, momma wants to get wet."
Reaching out, she grasps his half hard cock, rubbing her finger along the tip, teasing him back to life.
"Unless you wanna go again, get the water going. Or I'll just wear you out and then get it myself."
Still rubbing his hardening cock, impressed by the quickness of his recovery.
"Mmm, baby, you get so hard so quick. I'm gonna enjoy this."
Stroking his shaft quickly, she moves her hand to her mouth, spitting on the palm before moving it back to his cock, slicking up the shaft. His moans ending his questions.
"See you just need to stop thinking, just like me, no need to think, just cum. Cum for mommy baby, I wanna feel you cum all over my chest, don't you want to do that? Cum on mommies tits? Come on baby, doesn't my hand feel good on your hard cock? Don't you want to cum again for me? Cum all over my big fake tits?"
She speeds up her efforts her other hand moving to rub his balls, knowing this will quickly drive a guy over the edge. Her fingers sliding up and down his shaft, each thrust picking up speed and intensity.
"Oh fuck mom, this feels so fucking good!"
"That's it baby, shut that big brain off for a bit and just let mommy get you off."
He starts to shake and tremble as the cum rushes to his dick again. He can feel it coming, the pressure building to an inevitable release.
"Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum again mom, I'm so dam close. Get on your knees again, I'm gonna cum all over your tits."
She quickly kneels in front of him, opening her mouth eagerly as she strokes his cock wildly, with a roar he cums, streaks of white hitting her tongue, face, and landing on her tits. She moans as he cums on her.
"Oh baby, yes cum all over mommy, cover me in your warm seed. God it feels so good."
Taking her hands away from your cock, she rubs the cum into her tits, running a finger across her face, sliding it into her mouth and greedily sucking it clean.
"Oh yes baby, so delicious. Doesn't mom look good covered in your cum baby? Will you turn the water on now, please? Mommy is really dirty now."
With a chuckle, he leans back and turns on the knob, letting the cool water hit his back until it warms. Once it runs warm, he moves to the side as Susan stands, the warm water running down her body, causing the slick cum to slowly slide off her.
"Mmmm, very nice. Thank you for your help baby. How about you grab that wash cloth and get me nice and clean?"
He reaches over to grab the cloth, soaking it in warm water as he does, then adding some body wash. Moving over to her, he gently rubs the cloth over her breasts, each swipe gentle and smooth as his other hand rubs on the soft flesh of her breasts. Wiping away the cum, the wet flesh, soft and silky beneath his hands, the soft cloth caressing her skin. She moans in pleasure as he touches her, the feel of his wet skin rubbing on hers, the way he teases her nipples with the cloth, teasing them out before using his free hand to pull and twist on the nipple. Bringing a smile to her face and a groan of pleasure with each twist.
He moves his face to her neck licking and biting lightly at the skin on her neck as his hands continue to soap and caress her breasts. Each touch and lick causing her to emit a moan of pleasure.
"Oh baby, you're so good with your hands. I love they way you touch me, so gentle and loving. With just enough spice when you twist my nipples oh so wonderfulyyyyy."
Her words trailing off as he roughly twists a nipple again, causing her breath to come out in pants. Her hand moves to her crotch, rubbing at her clit as he continues to tease and caress her breasts and nipples.
"You're gonna make me cum again baby, keep playing with my tits, I'm getting really close. Ohhhh God it feels so good."
Her fingers move up and down on her clit, circling it in faster and faster sweeps as he brings his mouth to her breast, taking a nipple between his teeth, he pulls it back, licking at the engorged nub between his teeth. His left hand caresses and squeezes the other breast, while his other moves to her neck, gently squeezing. With a scream of pleasure, her fingers flying back and forth over her clit, she lets out a stream of creamy juice from her snatch as she cums hard.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhh, baby. Mommies cumming again, oh, oh, oh. Ahhhhh!"
She nearly collapses in his arms as the climax hits her. Her knees going weak. Her arms wrapped tightly around him. As she recovers, she looks up at him, her eyes light with happiness.
"Oh baby, this is all so wonderful. I never could've imagined it could be this good."
"We're not done yet mom, I've still got to do your back, but we better shut the water off before it runs out."
As she turns around, he shuts off the water. Turning back to her, he again admires her spectacular ass and smooth skin of her back. Rubbing his hands and the washcloth across her back, he lightly caresses his way up and down, each pass rubbing against her butt, squeezing each cheek as he moves up and down. The silent shower, now alive with moans of pleasure from Susan as her son caresses her butt and back. Moving his hand lower onto her legs before moving back up between them. Pulling apart her legs, he slides a finger up against her slit as he runs the washcloth between her ass cheeks, pausing at her butthole to press in with his cloth covered finger. She gasps as she feels the intrusion.
"Baby, what are you doing back there?"
He slides a finger inside her pussy, curling it up against her clit as he presses in again with the washcloth covered finger on her asshole.
"Just relax and enjoy it mom."
Pressing harder on her butthole, the slick cloth teasing the sensitive skin as he continues to finger her pussy and massage her clit. The triple stimulation causing her breath to come out in pants as she quickly approaches another orgasm.
"Oh god, baby. I don't know what you're doing, but don't stop. Please don't stop. Oh fuck! It's so intense!"
He continued to push in on both of her openings, moving his fingers in a circular motion. Suddenly, he felt her clench down, her nails digging in to his arm as she came with a violent shake and scream.
"Ahhhh, ohhhhhh, fuckkkkkk!"
Delicious cream flowed out onto his hand as she came again. Her body convulsing in his arms as the powerful orgasm overwhelmed her. As she rode out the waves he wrapped his arms around her holding her to him as the shock subsides. As the rush faded, she turns to him, wrapping her in his arms, their faces pressed against one another as she breathes heavily. Whispering in his ear.
"Baby, every time you make me cum, it feels like the first time I ever came in my life. It's so intense, more powerful than any other orgasm I've ever had. I don't know how you do it."
"I know what you mean mom. When you went down on me earlier, when you had me in your throat. I've never cum so fast... and I've had a few girls at school go down on me. But they were nothing like you."
He felt a bit foolish telling her about the girls he had messed with in school, like it would be insulting to her, young girls fumbling around with his dick in the backseat of dark cars. He wanted her to understand just how special this was to him. The levels that she could bring him to, levels he never before knew he could feel with someone. There was a connection between them, a level of intimacy neither had ever felt before. As he held her, he felt her body cooling, small bumps rising on her skin.
"I guess we should get you washed off and warmed up."
Reaching back to turn the water on, shielding her from the cold water with his body, holding her to him until the water warmed. He twirled her around until she was under the warm spray. Running his hand over her body and through her dark red hair as he washed the soap off her. The feel of her moist skin under his fingers causing him to grow hard again. He ignored it for now though, focusing on her. Ensuring she was fully washed off and warmed in the water.
She noticed his arousal and restraint and couldn't help but be impressed by his control and stamina. Something she seemed to have less of than he did. She reached for him, rubbing his length in her hand. Enjoying the feeling of smooth skin made into something more akin to stone, just by touching her, not even sexually, just his hands on her skin had made him hard again. She felt his desire rolling off him, her own rising to meet him.
"Turn the water off baby, momma wants your cock in her mouth again."
As he turned off the water, she dropped to her knees. The cool wet tile putting pressure on her knees, but she was too focused on her goal to care. She took his tip into her mouth. Humming softly, rubbing her tongue along the underside of his cock head, teasing the sensitive part she knew was there. Enjoying the softness of his tip compared to the slab of meat that was his shaft. Her hand moves to his shaft stroking him as she continues to tease his tip. He moaned for her and it made her wet.
"Oh fuck mom, you're so good at this, I've never felt this good in my life."
She smiled, looking up at him as she took him deeper in her mouth, bobing up and down on his length, keeping eye connect l contact with him, watching as his face contoured with each movement. Slowly she took him deeper into her mouth, until he was deep in her throat, she swallowed again letting the muscles of her throat massage his cock. Gagging slightly, she pulled back off his cock with an audible pop.
"Your dick is so sweet baby, I could suck on it for days. But your cum is even sweeter, and that's what I want now baby."
Taking him back in her mouth, her hand moving to stroke his shaft again, her other hand moves to caress his balls as she slides her head up and down his length, fast and steady, in a rhythm she knew would have a man cumming in under a minute. Her lips moving over his cock head over and over, jerking him off with her mouth. She could feel his balls tensing, looking up into his eyes, she tried to convey with her own eyes what she wanted. Cum, her mouth full of her son's cum. Her pussy throbbed in pleasure, she felt her own climax hitting her and moaned on his dick as she came.
"Oh fuck mom, I'm so close, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum in your mouth mom! Oh oh ohhhhhh!"
Increasing her pace, she desperately stroked his cock, her lips moving back and forth on his tip, over and over. Until finally she felt him tense up and release into her mouth, warm jizz hitting her throat and tongue. She stopped moving her mouth, but kept stroking his shaft as he pumped more and more cum into her mouth. Swallowing as quickly as she could, but it just kept coming, it was too much, cum started to leak from around her lips down onto her tits. She couldn't swallow fast enough, pulling back with a coughing fit, cum dripping from her lips, she tried to compose herself.
"Oh god baby, I thought you were gonna drown me in all that cum. You came so much, are you OK?"
As she calmed down, she stood, her knees hurting a little from the tile floor, but she ignored the pain. Rubbing the cum from her lips and breasts, she moves her fingers to her lips, licking the sticky nectar off each finger in a delicate display of enjoyment and pleasure.
"I'm good, I'm so very very good mom. I'm sorry, but you make me cum so much. More than I ever have before, more than I even knew I could. You're just the best."
Standing there watching her lick up his cum, it was so erotic. So sensual. Her naked body shiny and clean, a thin shine of cum smeared on her breast. He leaned over and licked it clean for her, his own softly salty taste mingling with the stronger subtle taste of her skin. She moaned in delight as he suckled at her breast.
"Oh baby, you're so good to me. I love you so much."
"I love you too mom."
He replied as he moves to kiss her, pulling her into his embrace. Their tongues intertwined in their mouths as they kissed long and passionately. Wrapped in the warmth of the moment, their passion rising to dangerous depths. They both couldn't help but wonder just how deep they would go.