Morning Shower

During a short business trip I was able to schedule a short visit with my mother shortly before the Christmas Holidays. Since my younger sister had finished college and moved out of the house I guess my mom had been a bit lonely. She'd been divorced for a number of years but with the nest suddenly empty I guess she was "feeling" the quiet around her. I guess that was why she was so happy to see me.

The first couple of days there I was still working some overtime so I really didn't see her much, just a few minutes at breakfast and then for a short time before heading to bed. We had plans to go see a movie, or perhaps just slip a DVD into the player but with my work schedule that was impossible. Finally, on the second to last morning before I headed back home I was able to break away from work for the day.

I awoke early that morning and while my mother was still sleeping I slipped through her room and into the bathroom where I started up the shower, pulled off my shorts and underwear and stepped into the warm water. Though I planned only to take a quick shower, the water soon heated up and I could feel myself relaxing beneath the steaming stream of water.

Letting the water patter on my shoulders and run down my back I closed my eyes and slowly melted. It must have been a good fifteen minutes later that I finally turned off the water, reached for a towel and began drying off. I was almost dry when I stepped out of the shower and found myself looking over at my mother. She was standing by the toilet, neatly wrapped in her own towel.

"I was just about to join you when you turned the water off," she said, smiling.

I chuckled a bit, wrapping my towel about my waist, figuring she was joking. When her towel suddenly fell to the floor I wasn't sure what to think. It had been some time since I had accidentally seen my mother naked but now, I couldn't help but stare. I remembered how my friends would always tell me my mom was the hottest of all the parents. I'd scoff at them but deep inside I couldn't help but agree, and now, even at her age of what, maybe fifty or so, she still looked good.

"I don't think we..."

"We what?" she asked.

"I don't think we should do this," I replied.

"You say you don't think we should do this but..." she nodded down at my towel, which bulged outward.

"I... I," I stammered.

"Come here," she said firmly.

Still holding my towel, I stepped closer. She then reached out her hands, placed them on my shoulders and pressed firmly downward. I knelt down and when she reached her hand around my head and pulled my face toward her pussy I didn't resist. With a deep breath I drew in her fragrance and with one last moment of hesitation I paused.

"Please," she pleaded.

I couldn't resist, leaning forward I lightly touched my tongue to her tight slit. Reaching up, I grabbed her ass and then pushed my tongue, slowly working it between her lips. In just moments her lips began open to me and I pushed my tongue deep into her pussy, tasting the tart flavor of her juices. She was wet, so wet it surprised me, but I slurped away, as she began pressing her hips forward, grinding her pussy on my face.

Moving one hand forward, I slipped two fingers into her as I withdrew my tongue and worked it up to her clit. I could hear her moan loudly as I sucked it in between my lips, my tongue working in circles over it.

"Oh yes Michael, yes, yes," she cried out. "I'm going to come, yes, yes, I'm coming," she moaned.

I shoved my fingers deep into her feeling her convulse around me. "That was so good," she moaned again, her pussy, still quivering around my fingers.

By that time my cock was twitching wildly and while I considered leading her back to her bed I found I couldn't wait. Instead, as I stood up, I simply grabbed her ass and pulled her forward as I leaned my cock up between her legs. It slipped easily into her soaking wet opening and as I leaned her against the wall I shoved myself in, all the way to the hilt.

"Oh yeah," she growled. "Give it to me, fuck me like you always wanted to."

I ground against her and then pulled back only to slam myself into her. Fuck I wanted to be tender, but damn I also wanted to shove it deep, so deep... so deep I could climb inside her. I kept at it moving in and out of her as I felt her pussy oozing over me, her juices dripping down my balls.

Just when I thought I couldn't hold out a moment longer I heard her wail, "Yes Michael, I'm coming again, again."

"Agh," I groaned, letting myself go... feeling the intense pleasure of my mother's cunt as she coated me in her cum. I splashed into her again and again, getting closer and closer.

"Come inside me Michael, I want to feel you come inside me," my mother cried out.

Once I heard that it was all over. I arched my back and plunged into her one final time, my cock exploding as I spurted my cum into her in splash after splash. I kept her pinned against the wall until my cock softened and slipped out of her.

I looked up at my mom's face. She smiled, glanced down as my cock and said, "Wow, we both came a lot. I guess we can share that shower now."

"Yeah, I guess so," I replied, following her back into the shower.