When my senses came back to me, the first thing I recognized was the sound of the shower. It seemed, perhaps, like I had been floating above the shower stall, experiencing an out of body experience as I watched myself make love to my mother’s lovely bottom. I blocked out any thoughts that I had buried my cock in her ‘ass’ or her ‘butt’. Those words seemed to be such a cheap and despicable way to refer to the way I had made love to her. There was no doubt in my mind that we had ‘made love’, although it wasn’t exactly how I expected my first time to be, by any means.
In my mind, I had always seen my first time as an experience where I was humping wildly, sweating profusely in the back seat of a car while I was plowing in and out of some cute, young girl’s pussy making her moan out of her mind for a good thirty minutes, telling me what a stud I was and how good I was before I popped my cork, sending her into a never ending orgasm due to my sexual prowess.
But, this wasn’t at all expected. Setting the ‘cute young pussy’ stuff aside, I didn’t last but a few short seconds inside my mother’s bottom and that bothered me. It bothered me a lot. “Not really much of a man, are you?” I thought. With my eyes shut tightly to avoid the embarrassment of having to face her, I faced the reality that I wasn’t much of a man at all…. just an inexperienced boy.
The warm water felt good as it beat down on me. It was soothing, in a transcendental way, allowing me to displace my shame and replace it with the continual sound of running water. Mom had moved the shower head to a position where the water was cascading down my chest, but I didn’t feel it at first. I was still ashamed of my short performance and as I dwelled on it, I became deeper and deeper embarrassed of it.
At some point, I felt her handling my cock. Looking down, there she was on her knees before me, both her hands gently washing my cock and balls. She was extremely careful with me, knowing my cock head was still sensitive so soon after cumming. After she lathered me up with her special soap, she stood and turned the shower head toward my midsection and rinsed me. “Almost done.” She whispered. Her smile was warm and gracious, just like it had been in the laundry room when she cleaned my cock after I masturbated in front of her. She seemed happy to be pampering me.
Once I was rinsed, she got down in front of me again and washed me one more time. As she did so, she said “Baby, you have to make sure you wash up well after any kind of anal activity. It not only will make you feel better, but, your girlfriend or wife will appreciate it, too, because it will lessen the chances of infections for her. As long as you are safe and have good hygiene, anal play can be fun and exciting for both of you.”
She stood and rinsed me again. “There you go, sweetheart, all clean and ready to go again.” She said. She adjusted the spray and moved me into the water so that she could rinse my face. The thing that struck me in that instant wasn’t the fact that I was naked in the shower with my mother, or that I had just lost my virginity in her lovely bottom, but, it was her touch. She was gentle and soft. When she laid her hands on me, it wasn’t rough or sudden, it was graceful. And when she grasped my arm to move me, her grasp was light and loving. I was sure I didn’t deserve her tenderness at least not now.
“I’m sorry.” I said.
“For what?” She answered.
“You know,” I mumbled, “I, uh…. I came pretty fast.”
“Baby, do you think I didn’t enjoy it?” She asked.
“Come on, Mom,” I continued, “Remember, I saw you and dad like that? He must have lasted at least ten minutes. I probably lasted five seconds.”
“Oh, sweetheart,” she said as she put her hands on my cheeks and looked at me seriously, “you’re being way too hard on yourself. It was your first time, baby what did you expect? It’s a lot tighter than your hand, honey. You didn’t know what it was going to feel like and I’ve had you so wound up for the last twenty four hours, I’m just surprised you didn’t finish before you had a chance to get inside. Baby, you did just fine and I’ll always cherish the way you felt in me. Besides,” she continued, “I take it as a huge compliment that I turned you on so much that you erupted so fast.”
“We’re just going to have to work on your staying power, that’s all.” She added. “Trust me, now that you know what to expect it will be much better next time. You’ll see.”
“Next time?” I asked.
“Uh huh.” She nodded.
I paused for a moment and then asked “You mean with you?”
“Well,” she answered as a small smile came across her lips, “I thought we might have another go at it later. That is….. if you want to.”
My face broke out in a huge smile. I felt so much better now, and of course, she was right. I’d never been as sexually excited as I had been the last two days and the feeling of being inside the warmth and tightness of her bottom completely overtook me so fast that I couldn’t control it at all. Hell, I was a goner as soon as I got insider her!
“My,” she continued, as she turned herself into the warm spray, “I think this is just about the longest amount of time you’ve gone without an erection in the last two days.”
“Yeah, but there’s not much I can do about that, Mom,” I replied, “It’s not like I can just turn it off, you know.”
“Oh,” she corrected me, “listen, I’m not complaining at all, Bobby. You have no idea how much fun it’s been for me to have this time with you, and do all these things and to see your physical reaction. As far as I’m concerned, you can just keep getting as hard as you want any time you like. Believe me, it’s flattering, and honestly, I like knowing that I’m the one that is making you hard. It makes me feel young and special and, well…. important.”
She was so right. There was no doubt about it. I remember the feeling in my own heart before we went back to sleep earlier this morning after I licked and sucked her to orgasm. All I wanted to do was give her pleasure, and that desire on my part didn’t have any selfish motives. I just wanted to be the one to excite her and to take her to the end. And when it was over, I remember how proud I was and how it felt to give something back to her. So, yeah, I knew what she was talking about. Damn, too bad she’s not eighteen and not my mother. I could easily fall in love with this woman and marry her myself.
Her shampoo smelled heavenly. As she turned her back into the water and faced me, I watched her breasts jiggle as her hands worked the orange smelling shampoo into a heap of suds on top of her head. I seriously loved that smell the smell of her shampoo. I could smell it all around her after she washed her hair, and sometimes the smell would fill her bedroom for hours. It was just more of her beauty, grace and style that I had always took for granted.
Without asking, my hands reached up and took hold of her nipples. Pressed between my thumb and forefinger, I teasingly held them. She has nice sized nipples, about the size of the end of my pinky finger and they stuck out about half an inch. I felt them harden as I tweaked them, but she didn’t say anything, and neither did I, but after a minute she broke into an abbreviated, teasing smile. I began to roll them between my fingers and her smile diminished and she closed her eyes as her hands continued to work the shampoo in her hair. Reaching down with one hand, I pressed my fingers to her labia. At first, I was only going to lightly stroke her clit while she finished her hair, but once my fingers found their way to the opening of her vagina, I found it literally flooded with her lubricating juices.
Her pussy wasn’t juicy with water, and it wasn’t soap. Her wetness was the exact same consistency as I felt when I played with her nipples before. Her vagina was hot and slippery. I was turning her on again.
As my finger slid into her, she murmured “No” and pulled my hand back up to her breast. “Right here, baby,” she said, “just like you did in your room yesterday. Just hold and pinch my nipples a little. There’s no need to rush, sweetheart. Take your time…. a woman likes to be touched and caressed. Don’t feel like you have to immediately go for the pussy.”
“Here’s a secret,” she whispered, “believe it or not, when you touch my nipples a certain way, I can feel it in my vagina. It makes me really wet, too.”