“Do What, I, ah NO, I, I don’t think so, hell I don’t know.” “I’ll understand if you do, hell, I’ll even join you if you want me too.” I laughter, “Thank you my friend and lover. I’ll talk with you later. Love you.” “Call me if you need me and I love you too.”
My shorts were already pulled open and my cock was still sticking straight. I dropped my shorts to the floor, stepped out of them and headed to the shower. I thought about rubbing one off but decided not to. I dried off and went too stretched out on my bed. I folded my hands behind my head, staring at the ceiling, trying to get all this straight in my mind.
I must have laid there and hour or more but couldn’t go to sleep. I decided to go back down stairs and check on Mon. I slipped on an old pair of gym shorts and headed for the den.
About half way down the stairs, I could smell it. When I got to the den, sure enough, there was Mom. Tits still hanging out, dress still pulled up and her chin dropped down on her chest. The big difference was, now she had puked all over herself and passed out completely.
The smell was awful but I knew I couldn’t leave her that way. I though out a plan of action, now I only hoped it would work.
First, I went to the kitchen, got the stepstool, took it to the bathroom and placed against the back shower wall. Then I found a sheet and several towels in the clothe hamper. I used them to cover the bed. I got a couple of clean towels, wash cloths, and headed back to the kitchen. I filled a pan about half full of warm water, and then headed for the den to get started on my project.
I cleaned her up as much as possible with the washcloths and towels. I pulled her around and laid her out on the couch so I could get a better hold to pick her up. She was like dead weight when I first started to lift her. Even though she was still out of it, she did put an arm around my neck, which made it a little easier to carry her.
When I got her to the bedroom, I laid her out on the bed and very carefully remover her clothes. She seems to come around a time or two while I was doing all this. The first time, she looked at me through wine glazed eyes she crossed her arms over her exposed breast. She soon let her arms drop back to her side and I continued to remove the remainder of her clothes.
I went back to the bathroom and adjusted the shower, got her toothbrush and toothpaste, made sure her soap and shampoo were there, and then I went back to the bedroom. I slipped off my shorts and picked Mom up again and very careful headed to her shower.
I set her on the stool and propped her up against the wall of the shower. I removed the handheld shower head from it’s holder and starting at her shoulders and going to her feet, rinsing her off good. She tried a couple of times to pull away but I used my free hand to hold her in place.
Next, I took a sponge full of soap and started washing from her face down. When I reached her tits, her eyes popped open. She just looked at me, then at her exposed tits, then back at me and her eyes softened a little as she dropped her head back down.
I continued moving down her body, bypassing her pussy and ass to start with. When I had every thing else cleaned I went back to wash her pussy. I was surprised when she parted her legs a little. As I pulled the soapy sponge up through her pussy lips, she let out a soft moan and opened her legs a little width.
I soaped up one of my hands, lifted one of her legs a little and ran my hand between her legs and back between the cheeks of her ass. This brought an even louder moan.
I rinsed everything very good and every time the waster splash across her clit, she would jump and moan. When I started washing her hair she really surprised me, ’I really enjoy having my hair washed, it feels so good and it has been so long since anyone has done it for me” she said in a very low, still slightly slurred voice.
I could tell her speech was still a little slurred but it was much calmer and she seemed to know what she was saying. As I continued to wash her hair, she rose up a little and wrapped her arms around my waist. I thought at first she was trying to get my cock in the mouth again but then I realized she had the side of her face pressed against my stomach. She continued to hold me like that until I was finished rinsing her hair.
I took her toothbrush and started brushing her teeth. She tilted her head back and opened her mouth a little for me. When I was through with that, I used the showerhead to rinse her all over again, making sure the water made good contact with her hard clit.
As I put the showerhead back in the holder and told Mon I was through, I heard her say something but she was speaking so low I couldn’t understand her, so I asked her to repeat it.
“Will it be okay if I wash you now” as she raised her head to look at me I saw there were tears in her eyes. “Mom, I just had a shower not long ago but a fellow can’t have too many showers can he?”
She slowly rose up off the stool; she was still a little unsteady, so I placed my hands on her hips to steady her a little. She turned me around and just before she set me down, she put her arms around my neck and hugged me then whispered in my ear, “I’m so sorry my son.” Now, I could feel the tears building up,
Mom washed me about the sane way I had washed her, saving my cock and ass until the last. My other head was still not behaving. It was still rock hard and now it was oozing pre-cum
Mom didn’t use the sponge at all on my cock or ass but she was doing a fine job of wash both with her hands.
She didn’t stop washing but she looked me dead in my eyed, this is incest isn’t it? We shouldn’t be doing this should we?”
“Mom, if you want to know how I really feel. You’re holding the only head that knows for sure what it wants right now and the only thing I could say is that it’s long over due.”
“Peter, darling, I’ve blame you for so many thing that were really my own fault, how could you still love me?” “Mom, tell me truly, are you asking about loving you as my Mother or as a sexual lover?”
She thought for a moment then laugh a little, “I guess both, although I would understand if you told me to kiss ass on both accounts
I laughed, “Well, if that’s the case kissing ass sounds like a good start. She laughed back at me, “You have a dirty mind Peter Bishop.”
“Back to the questions. You‘re my Mother and you may make me mad, hurt my feelings or sometimes been very hard to understand, but you are still my Mother and I may love other women in my life but no one can ever replace Mothers love.”
“Next, about the sex. That would be up to you because I have no problem loving you as a Mother and also having you as a lover.”
“I’m so hungry, my son, there has been a time in my life when I was what you could call a closet slut. I’ll have to tell you I loved it. It’s a long story and we can pick a better time to talk about that. Right now I have to tell you that for the first time in your lifetime I have a warm feeling in my heart for my son. I also need to tell you that I would love to give you my body to fuck, suck, cum in or on and just have your way with me.”
“I know I’ve never treated you like a son, you have been raised by someone else and not by me. I have no right to ask anything of you, yet, you’re the one who is here, and standing by me when I’ve treated you like shit all of your life because of something that wasn’t your fault. Two things I need to tell you. First of all, I’m so ashamed of the way I’ve treated you all these years. Second, I’m so fucking horny I’m wet down to my knees but after the way I’ve treated you all these years I just can’t ask you to treat me like a Mother or a lover. You’ll have to decide that and I’ll abide by whatever you decide.”
I placed my hands on either side of her face and started to pull her to me and kiss her. She stopped me, looked me in the eyes and asked, “Will Kay and Susan be upset if we do this, I wouldn’t feel right doing this behind their back.
I could tell she was telling the truth but I knew I had to be careful how I answered. It would be up to Alex and Susan to tell her the whole truth.
“Mom, Kay knows I’m here with you and she know about the problem we had to begin with. She also know that it could go either way as far as you and I having sex and she is okay with that.
“I think Kay is a fine young lady and I’m very pleased you two are together, if I was a guy I would feel honored to have a girlfriend like Kay.”
“Mom, are you telling me you’re hot for Kay also.” “What do you mean, Hot for Kay, where do you get an idea like that?”
Gee Mom, we all know you would love to eat Susan like a candy bar,” I laugher. “Peter, do you think I would, you know, do that with another woman.”
“Of course I do Mom, you’re just all over yourself every time you’re around her and I’m sure your pussy gets dripping wet.”
Mom was blushing now but she still asked, “What do you think Son, do you think Susan would do something like that?”
It took me a couple of seconds to answer, not because of the question she had asked. I was think how good it was to hear her calling me SON. “Mom, if you’re interested in DOING SOMETHING LIKE THAT WITH SUSAN, I’d suggest you talk with her. If she’s interested she’ll tell you so.”
Mom had that deep in thought look on her face and I don’t think she was even aware she had pushed a couple of her finger into her hot pussy.
She jumped a little and looked me in the eyes as I reached down, took hold of her wrist and pulled her fingers out of her pussy. When I held them up, I could see they were soaked with her juice. I pulled them to my mouth and sucked them clean.
That was it, before I could pull her fingers out of my mouth, Mom threw her other arm around my neck, pressed her lips to the corner of my mouth and pushed her tongue inside, flicking it up and down the side of her fingers. I pulled her fingers out of my mouth and we locked into a passionate, tongue-swapping kiss.
I cupped both her tits in my hands, took her nipples between my thumb and index finger then pulled hard. Mom moaned into my mouth and her tongue started shooting back and forth as if she was tongue fucking my mouth.
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