“Oh shit, sweetie,” she said,” are you okay?”
“I’m just a little sore down there.” Then, she looked down at my engorged rod and realised what I meant.
“Um…I…I’m not sure that can be fixed, babe,” she said with a smile and a chuckle.
“Its nice to know that you find humor in my plight,” I said sarcastically.
“I’m sorry,” she said trying to quell her giggles. Once composed, Mom looked blankly at the wall as if trying to contemplate a solution. “Okay, so here’s the deal.” she began. “Look right here,” she pointed to the wall. “I’m going to do the same. I will release the pressure you are feeling, but don’t look at me. This is weird enough as it is.” I silently agreed to her conditions with a nod.
Mom reached behind me and grabbed her lotion off of the shower rack. She guided me forward out of the water and stood slightly to my side. After applying a decent amount of lotion to her right hand, we both stared at the back wall of the shower as she began to stroke my shaft. The combination of her soft hands and the slick lotion felt intense on my rock hard cock. She rubbed her thumb against the base of my cockhead on the underside of my dick for about fifteen seconds. I fired off one of the biggest blasts of semen I have ever seen. The first two spurts of cum hit the wall and the multiple subsequent shots came close.
Her technique didn’t give me time to even fantasize about her hand on my dick or the fact that my mom had given me an orgasm. I looked down at the wall where my jizz had begun to run down the wall and imagined what that would look like running down Mom’s tits. I didn’t linger on the thought long, because she guided me back toward the water and finished cleaning me. After I was dried off, I went to my room and she cleaned off the shower wall.
That night, I rolled over when my door opened. My mom was silhouetted in the hall light. I could tell that she was wearing her short house robe and her long hair was pulled up into a messy bun on her head. She walked in and closed the door. With the door closed, the moonlight from my window made her features visible. She had a sly smile on her lips and a sultry look in her eyes.
“I helped you relieve some pressure, now I need you to help me,” she said as she untied the belt on her robe and flicked it back over her shoulders. As the silk fabric fell to the floor, I looked my naked mother up and down. Her perky medium sized tits were unlike any I had ever seen in person. Her narrow waist curved out into wide hips, and her bald pussy was flawless.
“Mom, what are you doing.” I finally asked trying to ignore the tent I was pitching with the sheet.
Without another word my mom walked up to the bed and pulled back the covers and reached for my boxers. I lifted my ass off the bed as she pulled the cotton underwear down exposing my eight inch boner. With that, she climbed onto the bed and straddled my lap. Putting her hands on my abs, she propped herself up and began to grind her hips. The soft wet pussy lips slid up and down the underside of my cock as it laid flat on my pelvis. Each time she rocked back I could feel her quiver a little bit as her clit pressed down on my rod.