Mother Begins Bathing her Child
Late night, mom is going to sleep.
Another weekend at home with mom. I struggle to make friends, so I spend most of my free time at home or at the gym. Mom relaxes after a tiring work day. I'm sure she likes having me around for assistance or just for company. We have a wonderful relationship. We discuss everything, go to the gym together, and enjoy watching movies together. She loves cooking, and I like keeping the house clean. I'm twenty-three years old, and I feel useful to her, so I have no urge to make any significant changes in my life.
She's a beautiful woman with a gorgeous figure. At 5 feet tall, she has short hair, nice boobs, a perfect ass, and a beautiful smile. When we go to the gym, she wears modest clothing, but plenty of men can't help but keep staring at her. My cock has been well aware of her curves on several occasions. I've caught myself with a bulging shorts multiple times. Once, she said, "hurry up and get to the shower so you don't break that thing."
Hearing her say something like that shocked me, but I controlled my laughter.
My imagination often wanders. I read different kinds of erotic stories. Lately, I've been diving into the fetish or even taboo stories. The ones about peeing have made me think a lot. Guys peeing on girls or even better, girls peeing on guys. I struggle to meet girls, so most of the time, I end up stroking my cock, imagining what it would be like to have a girl pee on me.
One day, I was passing the washroom when I heard mom peeing. It could've been usual, but this time, I just stood there and listened. My dick was getting harder and harder. When she was done, it felt like a long time, but in reality, it was only a minute. The image of her peeing stayed with me, and by the time she finished, I had my cock in my hand. If she had walked out and seen me, I'd have been mortified.
The next few days were uneventful. One day, I was walking towards the bathroom when I saw mom coming out of nowhere. Loudly, she said, "I need to go first." I stepped back from the door and watched as she quickly ran in front of me. She threw open the bottom of her robe, sat on the toilet, and started peeing. I didn't dally for too long, left the area, and went to the kitchen.
When she came out, she saw me sitting. "Did you peek, dear?" she asked.
"No, mom," I replied jokingly, "it was just that I've never seen a girl pee, much less my own mom."
"Apologies if it offended you, dear. After all, it is a very natural thing." she added.
"No offense, mom."
She probably noticed my red cheeks, but I couldn't leave fast enough to reach my bedroom and stroke my cock. No sooner had I closed the door behind me than mom opened it again.
"I just wanted to tell you," she said, then she paused when she saw my cock in my hand.
"Jesus, mom," I said in shock, totally unaware of what I'd seen.
"I'm sorry if I startled you," she said, looking up at me with intense eyes. I couldn't believe my mother was saying these words.
"There was no escape, no way to avoid this question." I thought.
"Mom," I croaked, "it was both. I'm very sorry you saw me, but I just couldn't help it."
"It's alright, dear," she said. "Our bodies can react to various stimuli, and it's a very natural thing to happen."
I didn't notice that her hand had moved from my hip to the front of my shorts.
"Is your cock reacting to things now? Does seeing your mom pee turn you on?" she asked with authority.
My mouth became very dry. I couldn't speak. Mother and I locked eyes. I had no way to escape.
"Mom," I said, "it's both. Please don't be mad."
"Being mad isn't the idea, dear. It's about understanding our bodies and their reactions," she said.
Her hand moved from my hip to the front of my shorts.
"Is your cock getting hard right now, my little boy?"
"Yes, mom."
"Do you want to watch your mom pee again?" she asked with certainty.
"Yes, mom." My nerves prevented me from speaking more.
I was shocked to hear her say these words. For me, there was no running away, no avoiding the question.
With that, she grabbed my drawstring and led me into the restroom. In the shower, she shed her robe and passed it to me. Her skin was tanned everywhere, the fruit of summer sun. Her breasts, her ass, her pussy—they were all just so stunning that I couldn't believe my eyes. She reached to turn on the shower. Shortly after, she moved back into the shower, which was now warming her skin. The water seemed to drip from her nipples, down her hips, and to her shaved pussy slowly. My senses were overwhelmed, my boner was almost throbbing in pain.
She faced me, spoke softly, "Lie down here, little boy."
I stripped off my shirt and pants and lay on the shower floor beneath her legs, her pussy still dripping with warm water just above my rock-hard dick. She began sliding her fingers in and out of her pussy. Her long, white nails disappeared into her wet folds. Then, she spread her legs slightly and slid her hands down her wet body until they reached her pussy.
She looked directly into my eyes and commanded, "Lie down here little boy."
I shed my shirt and pants and lay on the shower floor between her legs. My mother's pussy was still dripping warm water, mere inches from my throbbing cock. She started stroking herself. Her long, white nails and her enlarged, swollen pussy lips slipped in and out of her pussy as her hand slid along her body.
She looked into my eyes and said, "Pee for mommy, boy."
At first, I just watched as my mother's warm golden pee poured from her pussy. Then, she peed on my cock and balls, and I reached down to stroke myself. My mind was on the verge of eruption, like being in a dreamworld. All the fantasies I had ever experienced—all of them could've never prepared me for the beauty of a gorgeous woman standing over me, completely naked, peeing on my dick. The warm pee splashed over me as I continued stroking. She moved a hand along her stomach and cupped her breast, playing with her nipple. She even pinched her nipple hard enough to hear her scream.
I was about to cum, so I arched my back to bring my cock closer to her pussy.
My mother looked down at me and said, "Cum for mommy, little boy."
I came so hard that I thought it could never end. Mom lowered her pussy to my pulsing dick, and just as the last few drops were still spurting out of my cock, she lay down on my wet body and kissed me passionately. Her tongue met mine as we embraced, and the warm water continued to drench us both. I held and squeezed her perfect ass.
Mom spoke softly to me, "It's time to clean you up, dear boy. I've had my treat, now it's my turn." Suddenly, I was even more content, my cock hard as a rock, eagerly awaiting the chance to taste my mother's pussy.
Coming soon: Part 2
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- Dancing With Mom: Chapter Two
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