I nodded.
“I don’t give a shit,” She said. “If you want to take care of it then be my guest.”
“Mum?” I said.
“Alex,” She said, placing one hand on my shoulder. “I’m telling you it is okay for you to masturbate.”
With that she reached down and grabbed my hand, placing it on my cock. I watched as she let go and went about the business of cleaning herself. After a few seconds I began to rub. Mum picked up the shampoo and started to pour it into her hair. My hand actions became more frantic and before long I was vigorously pumping my stiff member. After a few minutes my dick loosened and I shot my load along the wall.
“That better honey?” Mum asked.
I couldn’t speak so I just offered up a nod.
“Great,” She said cheerily. “I’m done now so I’ll be off. Have a great day.”
“Okay,” I managed to reply. “See you when you get home.”
Mum opened the door and left me alone to ponder what exactly had just taken happened.
**Two weeks later**
It had been two weeks since the shower with mum. Nothing had changed. Our relationship was very much intact and healthy. We went about our days like normal and dinners were filled with everyday chitchat.
With a single loud knock, the door opened and in stepped my mother.
“Can I join you again?” She asked.
“Sure,” I replied as I applied soap to my chest.
Mum quickly stripped off and join me under the hot water.
“Can you apply this to my back?” She asked, holding a small brown bottle.
I nodded and took the bottle. Opening it, I poured some of the clear liquid into my palm and began to smother it onto her back.
“Lower,” Mum ordered.
I complied.
“Lower,”
Once again I followed orders. My hand found it’s way to just above the ass. Nervous, I looked up and met my mother’s gaze. She turned around and inched closer to me.
“I want you,” She whispered. “I don’t care that you’re my son. I want you to fuck me.”
She surprised me with a forceful kiss on the lips. Pulling back, she stared into my eyes as if waiting for a invitation for more. I returned the kiss and pushed her back into the wall. She reached down and began tugging my manhood.
“Call me a cunt,” She barked.
“What?” I asked.
“Just do it,” She ordered.
“You’re a cunt,” I whispered directly into her ear.
“Good,” She muttered. “Now have you done anal before?”
My ears pricked up. Like all men, anal was something I was interested in doing.
“No,” I replied.
“That’s okay,” Mum replied. “We’re going to do it but first I need you to get it ready if you get what I mean.”
I nodded and spun her around. Kneeling down, I kissed her cheeks gently. Spreading her cheeks open, I leaned forward and began licking.
“Oh fuck,” Mum shouted, her toes curling down in pleasure.
Edge on by her moans, I continued to passionately lick her ass. Mum reached down and tightly gripped my arm, leaving red marks on my pale skin.
“Stop,” She said.
Mum planted her right leg on the wall, giving me easy access to her asshole. I stood up and assumed the position. Her body was pinned between mine and the wall. I carefully aimed my cock towards her hole and eased it in. She squealed, her rectum began to loosen up to accommodate me.
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