I adjusted my angle, raising up on my toes, hitting her clit from the inside, and she went wild. She groaned out loud, a long, guttural sound. Each time I thrust forward she grunted like an animal, barely getting the words “fuck me” out each time. I fucked her faster, hitting the same spot, and she came. Her pussy clamped around me tighter than ever, and her entire body shook. She put her hands on the wall and jutted her ass out, letting me pound into her hard.
Her orgasm ended and I settled deep inside her, letting her rest. She looked over her shoulder at me, saying in a hoarse voice, “do that again, right where you had me.” I understood, angling carefully, immediately hitting the same spot. She cried out, her body thrashing, and she came almost immediately. It was too much, she was too tight, and I came inside her. She gasped as I came with her, spilling my seed deep into her pussy. I kept thrusting, making her come a third time, my dick covered in a frothing mix of my cum and her wetness, stirred up from our intense fucking. I pulled out of her, spent, and she turned around. The water washed me clean as she pulled me close and kissed me.
“Do that every time,” she said, “I’ve never come so hard.”
“That’s something I never thought I’d hear you say,” I said. She laughed, her tits jiggling.
“Well, get used to it,” she purred, and stepped out of the shower, leaving me to finish cleaning myself up.
When I finished showering I didn’t bother to get dressed. Jen was still asleep on the couch. I looked her over, my dick already starting to swell up with desire. She had my dried cum on her thigh, the remnants of fooling around with mom while Jen slept next to us. If Jen had woken up, what would she have said as my mom went down on me? ‘Oh, don’t mind us,’ I could imagine mom saying. ‘I’m just sucking my son’s dick, would you like to share?’