I normally thought of models in the porn magazines that my brother owned or at one time I imagined screwing his girlfriend when I found a couple of topless pictures he had taken. This time as my mind wandered I thought of my mum washing herself in the shower I felt my cock stiffen and twitch as I pulled at it. Suddenly I felt the rush as I began to come and the first shot of spunk hit me under the chin. It felt weird making myself come thinking about my mother’s naked body.
I quickly mopped up the copious amounts of spunk and sat up to drink my tea. I had just finished it as my mother knocked on the door to say the shower was free. My cock was still at half mast as I pulled on a pair of shorts to take the few steps to the bathroom, mum’s door was slightly ajar and I caught sight of her naked back as she dried herself and my cock reacted by stiffening.
For a forty-six year old woman who had given birth to five kids she still had a slim figure could easily pass for a woman in her thirties. She was petite woman only 5’1″ tall with toned legs, a pert bottom and a pair of rounded C-cup breasts that considering they had suckled five babies still defied age and gravity.
I ducked into the bathroom and forced my erect cock to point at the toilet bowl so I could have a pee and ease the stiffness before my shower. I took a lazy shower and then started to shave at the sink with my towel wrapped around my waist.
Without knocking my mother came into the bathroom to hang up her towel and stood watching me shave.
“All that Rugby training is giving you nice muscles I can see them rippling,” she said laughing.
She ran her hand across my shoulders and back then slid her arms around me affectionately.
“You take after your father with those broad shoulders and big hands but you get your height from my Uncle Jim,” she said in a slightly vacant way as though she was reliving an old memory.
I felt my cock twitching and swelling again as I tried to finish shaving but I nicked my upper lip as I tried to hide my newest erection. I swore as I blood dripped from my lip and my mother maternally turned my head towards her and pressed a finger on the cut. She glanced down and smiled as she saw the tent my cock was making of the towel around my waist.
“You definitely take after your father and Uncle Jim,” she said under her breath.
I didn’t pick up on the comment as I was more concerned in trying to hide my still growing erection.
Mum picked up the flannel and dabbed my cut lip then pulled my head down (I’m 6’2″) and kissed my upper lip.
She said, “There I’ve kissed it better for my baby boy, now hurry up and get dressed or we will be late.”
Then she tenderly wiped away the remainder of the shaving foam from my face. I looked down and stared at my mother’s cleavage and my cock stiffened to its fullest extent almost brushing against her body. I felt the urge to pull open her bathrobe to but she stepped back. Mum left me in the bathroom and I quickly finished drying off and went to my bedroom to get dressed with my cock still hard and throbbing. It didn’t subside until we were in the car driving to the hospital.