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."