Me and mom CONTINUE to have these showers

It has been two years since my mom started touching me. I have since accepted it, but she keeps pushing the limits...

I woke up and looked around. The summer light was shining through the curtains, illuminating the bedroom. I glanced at the collection of dark grey, wet splotches on the white bed sheet and the empty pack of condoms on the bedside table. We fucked on four separate occasions last night. At times like this I thought to myself "where did the last two years go?" Was it a lot? Was it just a blink?

That fourteen-year-old who would cry when she French kissed him and scream while getting fucked seemed like such a distant memory. She had me in her grip now. It still felt weird, but maybe as long as it was pleasant it didn't matter...

I turned to the side. She wasn't there. A shame. Sliding my hand under her, grabbing her breast and rubbing against her ass was my favorite part of our morning routine. I got up, my cock hanging between my legs.

"You got so nice and big," she would say, biting her lower lip. What she actually meant by that is 'I hope you are still developing down there. Seven inches is no longer quite cutting it.'

I walked to the kitchen. There she was, over the sink, turned away from me, preparing tea for herself. Her naked body stood in front of the window, not a care in the world whether anybody sees her. Her ass has gotten a bit more plump over the past two years, her breasts a bit larger. At fourteen I would shyly try to convince myself I didn't find her attractive. Now, however, I could say without any hesitation - she was absolutely gorgeous.

I approached her from behind and grabbed her waist with my right hand, sliding the left one towards her clit. She let out a low chuckle. Her head turned to meet my gaze.

Pride. That's what that expression was. Pure, unadulterated pride. She stuck her tongue in my mouth, grabbing the back of my neck. My right hand moved to one of her breasts, gently tweaking her nipple with my thumb and index finger. I quickened the pace, moving my fingers across her labia. She bent down, pressing her ass into my cock. I squeezed her breast hard and pulled her pussy lips upwards. There was a bit of grunting and panting there at the end before her muscles tensed up and she squirted all over my hand.

I rubbed her pussy juices all over her, going over her boobs and ending on her face. She spat into the sink.

"How are you feeling?" I asked, licking my fingers.

"Good... Really good..." she smiled faintly, looking downwards at the puddle of saliva. "Any plans for today?"

"Spending it like yesterday doesn't sound bad at all," I kissed her neck. "It's summer break. We have all the time in the world."

“Don’t you want to go outside? Spend the day with your friends?”

My head dropped a little.

“This is what you wanted, right? I don’t want to spend time with anyone else. I’m all yours.”

I felt her pussy tingle under my fingers, tightening around them in quick spasms.

“Good boy,” she said softly and turning around wrapped her arms around my neck, whispering in my ear. “Do you know what day it is?”

“Yes, mom...” I hesitated.

“And do you see how dirty you got me?”

“Yes, mom.”

“We’re not getting out of the shower until we’re completely clean. Outside… and inside…”

Truth be told I forgot it was shower day. It was only every other Friday when she wanted to relax after a long week, but I never looked forward to it. She was the scariest in the shower. I think it was her biggest fetish. A little cage to let all her demons out in. Despite me accepting our peculiar relationship my body still associated the shower with our first time and the emotions accompanying me then. She destroyed my body that night. I still remember her making a phone call to my teachers. “Hello, my son and I have a lot of family business to attend to recently. We have to extend our winter holidays a little bit. I hope it won’t be a problem.” She had to cancel my classes because I wasn’t able to walk properly for a whole week after our first night. And then of course she spent that week off further abusing me. I learned a lot in that week. More than I ever could at school.

The door to the shower opened. As always she bent forward to check the water temperature, making her ass cheeks part. It was a part of the show at this point. She knew I was watching. Standing in the back side of the cabin with the water running over her body, biting her lip she looked like a real life nymph. I closed the door behind us and covered my hands with soap. I knelt down, starting our ritual at her feet, putting one on my knee, washing it carefully, massaging the sole, then going between her toes one by one. I kissed it softly as more of a symbolic gesture than anything. BAM! With a quick move she placed her foot on my cheek and kicked me to the floor.

“Do it properly…” her voice echoed a little. It was strong, dominating. I took every toe in my mouth, one at a time, exploring every crevice. Then came the other foot. She put all of the toes in at once, wriggling the foot around, removing it in one go and placing it on my chest.

She put some soap on her hands and knelt down, stopping only millimeters above my ribs. Her pussy was grinding against my chest in small circles. She grabbed the showerhead and turning the water all the way up put it right to my face. Screaming in surprise I shook around, shuddered, moved left to right, instinctively trying to wriggle my way from underneath her, no doubt making for a great vibrator. I felt her hand on my cock. She was stroking it quickly, violently. My body jumped up, turning into a backwards crescent. She let go. My dick was pulsating.

Her cunt slid down towards my face. The showerhead moved to the right. I coughed and blinked quickly, trying to see her from beyond the fog.

“Take a deep breath,” her voice was ice cold. “I’m close, but I’m not stopping before I cum.”

I was barely able to process what she had said when she suddenly pulled me by the hair as her whole pussy rested on my face. Her thighs locked around my head, crushing it from both sides, plugging my ears tightly. The world went silent. I couldn’t move, I couldn’t hear, I couldn’t breathe. The smell invading my nose, the body odor was making me dizzy. I saw her looking up, her jaw clenched tight. The panic set in quickly. I franticly jiggled my nose and licked blindly, digging in. In vain I tried slapping her thighs and ass, attempting to let her know I was suffocating. It was no use – she knew. My vision went blurry as I finally hit the right spot. A stream of sticky, salty fluid that I knew so well cascaded down my throat. Her thighs came apart and I took the most desperately deep breath my body could muster.

“Good job,” she moaned sweetly, turning around and bending down to lick my face. “You did good. Now, just let ME work for a bit.”

I leaned back. She put more soap on her hands and softly, carefully washed my face, gently moving down. Her hands rubbed my nipples, my thighs, my feet. She then took a turn, placing my cock between her soaped-covered tits. My breathing quickened. She was a master at this. Her boobs squeezed me tight, bouncing up and down. She was gently squeezing my balls with her right hand. I was in heaven. Seeing that I won’t last very long, with one fast gulp she placed my tip in her mouth. From her expression I assumed the load I shot was a particularly tasty one.

“Oh, God…!” she whimpered, rubbing the unswallowed cum into her cunt. “God, fuck me!”

I looked at her weakly. How could she possibly want to keep going already? Before I could even consider asking for a break she was already standing up. With hands on the wall she seductively shook her ass at me. My cock was already sore. Rising up I stroked it, trying to conjure some life into it. I put some soap on my fingers. I spread her ass cheeks with my hands and rubbed her hole. It wasn’t very tight. Two years of constant use does this to an ass. Even so, the inside of it still felt like complete bliss. I put my dick in slowly, twisting my hips the way she taught me. And then again, faster and faster. I slammed time after time, getting into rhythm. I slapped her, leaving a crimson red spot on her ass. She moaned. I pulled her hair, scratched, bit. Like an animal. Like her.

“Fuck! FUCK! MORE! OH GOD, MORE! Make my fucking cunt bleed! Rip me apart! Cum in my fucking pussy, please!” she screamed.

“Can’t… It’s… not… your safe day,” I answered in between grunting and growling.

“God! OH GOD! FUCK THAT! Please, get me fucking pregnant! Knock me up! I want a daughter! With little, tight pussy and pretty, pink nipples! We’d take good care of her!” she rubbed her clit.

I shuddered. This was too far. I couldn’t do that. Not with her. Before she could say another word I put my hand over her mouth and quickened the pace. Squeezing her breast, pulling her towards me I plunged deep into her bowels, letting out a large spurt of jizz. My dick flowed out of her, going limp.

She was out of breath. Then when she turned her head I saw a spark of anger in her eyes. I disobeyed her.

“Sorry, I can’t do that,” I turned the water off and opened the shower door. “You can do that to me, but that just wouldn’t be right…”

There was a disappointed, annoyed sigh behind me.

“Oh, wait, that reminds me” she said slowly with a little chuckle. “We forgot about one important place.”

Before I could turn around she locked her arm around my throat and pulled me towards her. With one excruciatingly swift move she shoved two fingers in my ass. I sucked the air through my teeth.

“Fuck, stop! You know I hate it when you do that!” I grunted.

“Shhh, I know. That’s why we’re doing it. So you can come to like it one day. Just let it happen for mommy,” she whispered in my ear. Her soapy fingers moved so violently I thought I was gonna puke. I was already spent, she couldn’t expect me to cum again and yet… In, out, in, out. With one precise flex of the muscles she stabbed into my prostate and I let out a small, forced stream of burning cum. Her fingers came out with a pop. I rested on the sink breathing heavily.

“Here! Nice and clean!” she smiled. “God, that was SO nice and relaxing. Let’s rest a while and we can spend the rest of the day in bed.”

She gave me a smooch on the lips and walked out of the door, shaking her ass like a proud peacock.

I looked in the mirror. I didn’t feel clean at all.