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I managed to climb into the bathtub with trembling legs. Mother began the bathing routine as though nothing was out of the ordinary. As though she was not dressed the sexiest I had ever seen a woman in flesh. I kept turning my head stealing glances at her while she was doing my back. Her tits kept bouncing and rubbing to the thin silk of the baby doll top as she was gently lathering me. Her perky nipples were pointed and created a small tent around the beautiful areolas that lay beneath.
Soon my back was covered in thick foam and mom started moving her hand lower. This time I put all shame aside and quite brazenly bent over, put my hands on my knees and stuck out my ass as far out as possible. I felt my puckered asshole twitch as it was revealed to the eyes of my mother. She didn't waste any time. She passed the washcloth over my crack and inserted her finger in my rectum. I took a sharp breath and felt my penis throbbing with anticipation. I could have touched myself at that moment but I knew that if I did I would cum in a matter of seconds. And something was telling me that the best was yet to come.
Mom was circling her middle finger – clad in the washcloth – in my tight asshole while massaging and groping my butt cheeks with her palm. I didn't hesitate for a moment to moan out loudly. I wanted her to know that I was on the verge of exploding. Then, all of a sudden, I felt a short sharp pain in my anus followed by a wonderful filling sensation. I realized that mom had shoved a second finger in my ass and quite openly started to finger fuck me with short but violent thrusting movements.
"Ohhhhh!", I groaned and pushed my ass back at her fingers.
"We ... have ... to ... get ... you ... extra ... clean ... don't we?" mom asked, every word accompanied by a forward push of her hand.
"Mom ... ohhhh ... I can't stand ... it. I ... have to ...", I managed to say but it was enough.
Mom understood. She took her fingers out of my ass and spun me around.
"Come on, baby! Do it, what are you waiting for?"
I grabbed my penis from the base of the shaft and enjoyed the wonderful sensation to be able to wrap my entire hand around it after so much time. Today I could work with the whole hand, not just the bandaged fingertips. And I would enjoy the hell out of it.
Although I was the most physically aroused I had ever been in my life, I managed to convince myself to make it last. I started to stroke my penis with long slow movements, using the oozing precum as lubrication. With the other hand I cupped my cum-filled balls and fondled them gently. I let a satisfying moan escape my lips and turned my gaze to the object of my desire.
Mother had walked away from the tub and was sitting on the closed toilet seat, some 4 feet away, facing me. She had spread her legs, one on each side of the seat with the champagne-colored garment covering her lower body up to her mid-thighs. The red painted toe nails that crowned her pedicured feet and the high heeled slippers that accentuated the form of her smooth calves created a sexy image that I have never dared to dream of.
I lifted my gaze and was pleased to see that she had already lowered the left shoulder strap of her gown and started on the right one. The silken top fell from her breasts revealing her full, round, slightly sagging tits. Her areola had a vivid red color and the nipples were literally throbbing from the arousal (or so it seemed to me). She cupped her tits with her hands and lifted them slightly. Using her thumb and index finger of each hand, she rubbed her hard nipples making them stand out even more.
As if on cue, she pressed her thighs together, closed her eyes, threw her head back and moaned loudly. I noticed that the part of the gown that was covering her lower torso had a big stain on it and that she kept rubbing this spot with her thighs. Suddenly she stopped, her whole body jerked a few times and then collapsed on the seat, letting out a loud sigh of relief.
Only much later did I realize that I had just witnessed my mother climaxing before my very eyes.
Meanwhile I had been stroking my cock slowly while my eyes feasted on the ample tits of my mother. I tried to absorb every detail, every inch of this wonderful sight. The few freckles that were scattered on her breasts, their shape, their form, I even tried to imagine what they would smell like. I quickened my pace as I felt that I was beginning to reach the end.
"Mom ...", I called to her, panting.
