This was my first glimpse of her boobs… well NEAR glimpse, and it was only partial under-boob, but it was still hot. She cleaned her left eye enough to open it and looked at me, again catching me looking at her chest. I immediately looked away. She smiled, “so I take it that was good for you?” She asked.
“Ya, definitely!” My eyes widened and I nodded quickly, showing my enthusiasm.
“Well let’s get cleaned up.” She turned and walked towards the bathroom, wiping her hands off on the sides and back of her nightgown. “So Adam, have you seen breasts in person before?” She called from inside the bathroom. I heard the shower turn on.
“Um, no.” I replied. There was a moment of silence.
“Alright, well you need to get cleaned up anyways, come hop in the shower with me.”
My eyes widened. I sat up, pulled my pajama bottoms completely off, and got off the bed. I walked to the bathroom carefully, trying to avoid dripping my cum all over. My patents bathroom had one of those showers with the glass door. It was already fogged up, so I could only see the shadowy figure of my mother.
“Adam are you in here?” She called out.
“Oh, ya I’m here.”
“Well get in silly.”
I did as I was told and opened the shower and got in. I kept my head down, and purposely closed my eyes, acting like it was to keep the water out. It wasn’t that I didn’t WANT to see her naked body, I actually really did. I just didn’t want to seem too eager, and she was still my mom, it felt disrespectful to look at her that way.
“Everything OK?” She asked.
“Ya I’m good.”
“Then open your eyes and look at me.” She scolded. I raised my head and opened my eyes, looking directly into hers, not letting them wander to other parts of her body. She had an annoyed look on her face. “Adam, if you don’t want to take a shower with me then just say so.”
“No! It’s not that. It’s just that it’s still a little weird. I’m not sure if I should look at you as my mother, or like one of those women in the magazines that turn me on.” I responded. Her face softened.
“Adam, you should still look at me as your mother, especially when I’m not helping you cum, or teaching you about sex. But when I am, I’m still your mother, even if you are getting aroused. If it makes you more comfortable, when we’re doing these things, just look at me as a woman. Like right now, look at my body.”
I looked down, taking her all in. Her breasts were perfect. Bigger than a handful, but not oversized. They hung like teardrops, with her Nipples pointed slightly upwards, and her under-boob cupping underneath. I moved down to her stomach, which was flat, leading to her vagina, only slightly covered in trimmed pubic hair. She slowly spun around, letting me take her all in. Her ass was better than I previously gave her credit for. It was slightly wider than her waist, and stuck out nicely, cupping underneath like her tits. She turned back to face me.
“Any questions?” She asked. I shook my head, looking back up at her face. I felt my cock tingling from looking at her body. “As you can see, not all breasts are as large as the ones in magazines… do you want to touch them?” I nodded my response. “Go Ahead.”
I reached out and just placed a hand on one Breast. I stood like that, not moving my hand. She must’ve sensed that I wasn’t sure what to do. She took my other hand and placed it on her other Breast, and put her hands over top of mine and squeezed. I was officially grabbing my first boobs! They felt amazing. I began squeezing and rubbing them on my own, so my mom removed her hands. I watched them as I played, I was mesmerized. I got more confident and began focusing on the Nipples with my thumbs and index fingers. As soon as I pinched, my mother let out a little gasp. I almost stopped, but then figured that if it hurt, she would tell me to stop. I looked at her face, she was watching my hands.
“Can I suck on them?” I couldn’t believe I had the balls to ask that! She looked up at me.
“Yes, go ahead.” She said softly.
I took a step forward and leaned down, pointing her first one at my mouth. I sucked it right in, instinctively, like a baby breastfeeding for the first time. I let my tongue work the tip of her nipple in my mouth, and I heard my mother sigh. I took away my mouth and looked up at her.
“Doing that can feel very good to the girl. And it can go together very nicely with her playing with Herself.” I looked down and saw my mom rubbing her clit. “So keep sucking on them baby.” I went right back to it, sucking and licking her nipple. I felt my mom moving faster. I moved to her other breast, sucking it the same way. I couldn’t get enough. “That’s it Adam, don’t stop!” Her voice sounded strained, like she was short of breath. Her hand was rubbing vigorously. I continued to suck like I was starving. “Uhhhh Ahhhh!” My mom let out a loud moan. She had just orgasmed. I stood up and released her tits, looking at her. She slowly opened her eyes and looked back at me. “Well that felt great. Did you enjoy it?” She asked, and looked down. “Well there’s my answer”, she said and chuckled. I looked down too, I was rock hard again and pointing straight up at her, I hadn’t even noticed.
“Ya, they feel really cool.”
“Well while we’re in her, I’ll help you clean up from earlier, and go ahead and take care of him again”, she said with a smile, “besides, doing it in the shower is the best option for less mess.” She squeezed some of my dad’s body wash into her hands and lathered it up. Then began washing it all over the areas I had gotten cum on myself in the bed.
I just stood there silently and watched as she washed my stomach, thighs, hips, and eventually moving to my crotch. She moved to my right, standing partially behind me, and to my side. She reached around me with her soapy hand and grasped my dick and began stroking. I let my head tip back, looking up at the ceiling of the shower with my eyes closed. My time playing with her boobs had really gotten me worked up, because even though I had just cum a lot in bed, I still came again in no time.
I let out a groan as I blew my second load of the morning. My eyes were still closed, but I could feel a significant amount semen shooting out of me. My orgasm ended and my mom stopped jerking. I lowered my head and opened my eyes. Cum was splattered on the shower wall in front of me.
“Wow sweetie! You still came that much even after cumming in bed already?!” I didn’t really have an answer for her, I just looked at her bashfully. She smiled at me, “well let’s get cleaned up and go eat breakfast.”
We got out of the shower and dried off. I watched mom towel off and get dressed, staring at her body the whole time, not bothering to hide my gaze. I’d decided to accept that if she was OK with it, then I was too.
Mom tossed our cum soaked clothes, along with her bed sheets, into the washer and we ate breakfast in the kitchen. We talked like mother and son. She told me what chores she wanted me to get done today, I told her what homework I needed to finish by Monday. Our day was planned out. She was going to run errands while I did homework, then when she got home she was going to do some house work while I did my chores.
“How often do you normally masturbate?” She asked while I was taking a sip of orange juice. I nearly choked, not so much because of the actual question, but because she asked it so matter-of-factly, like she was asking if I wanted toast or something. Her plain facial expressions showed that she thought nothing of asking that question while we were sitting at the table.
“Um, a few times a day.” I felt like I was confessing to a crime.
“When usually? Do you have a schedule that you like to follow?” She inquired, with the same calm tone.
“I wouldn’t say it’s a schedule, but I like to do it in the morning when I wake up, when I get home from school, and before bed. Those are my standard times. But I also like if I can take care of myself either before or after dinner too. On the weekends I still do it before and after sleeping, but everything during the day is up in the air, it depends on what we have going on.”
“I see”, she nodded thoughtfully, “that’s a good plan, and so far we’ve done a pretty good job sticking to that routine haven’t we?” She seemed proud of herself, “I took care of it last night before bed, then this morning when you woke up, and we even got an extra one in there during the shower, so let’s keep it up! When I get home from my errands, I’ll take care of you, and then before dinner I’ll do it again, and then of course once more before bed, sound good? I really like being able to help you with this, plus it’s like our little secret. So from now on whenever you’re feeling like you would want to masturbate, tell me, and I’ll take care of it instead.”
“Ok…” I didn’t really know what else to say. Not only did my mom just offer to jerk me off at least three more times today, she also just said that she’d do it whenever I asked… indefinitely! My mind was spinning.
“OK, well I’m going to go get ready then head out.” And with that my mom hoped up, kissed me on the forehead and walked upstairs.
I went to my room and started on my homework. Mom called up the stairs to say goodbye and headed out, leaving me with my thoughts. My mind eventually settled down and I was able to concentrate on school work. After about 2 hours I heard mom come in the door, and yell “hey Adam I’m home!” I said ‘ok’ and continued my homework. After several minutes of putting away the stuff she bought at the various stores she’d gone to, she came upstairs and into my room.
“Hey sweetie, how’s it going?”
“Good, I’m almost done, I shouldn’t have to do any tomorrow.” I answered. We were completely back in mother-son conversation mode.
“Oh, good for you! Are you ready for another hand job?” I was totally ready for the question, but the completely nonchalant way she asked me, her son, if I wanted her, my mother, to give me yet another hand job was still hard to get used to.
“Ya, definitely.”
“Ok, take off your shorts and sit on the edge of your bed.”
Parent Post: My Life – by SLCPunk1_0_1
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