Chapter 2

I shook my head. "Y'got me beat there, mom."

"Well, I'm willing to bet not many other moms let their darling boys pee on their womanhood while tangled up on the toilet," she concluded airily. "I guess I am pretty awesome that way."

She took a breath and put her arms around my shoulders, smiling at me. "I know you're gonna end up touching and grazing me, Aaron, don't worry about it. Just don't try to make me cum like last night, I'm not ready for another orgasm just yet."

I nodded. "That's fine, mom."

"I am, however, always open to all sorts of deep good-morning kissies," she purred, giving me a sly smile before pressing her lips to mine and initiating a deep kiss with me. Mom and I kissed while we both relaxed enough to start our business. Mom peed on my erection, while I jetted my stream against her pussy and clit, making her shiver. She shivered and moaned into my mouth, making her kiss me harder. Her tits were squashed to my chest, her fingers clenching on my back.

Tongues found one another, snaking and slithering around. Our good-morning kiss had become a good-morning make-out, and we had no excuses like sugary lips or anything to blame it on. We just wanted to fuck one another's mouths with our tongues.

The kiss got sloppy, I noticed. Mom was kissing a certain way that made her drool, and once I felt how she was doing it, I began to as well. The result was that our mouths and chins were shining with our saliva, and it was dripping down onto her tits and my chest. We kissed harder, fingers kneading one another's skin now, and I could feel mom's nails on my back as well.

Mom broke the kiss, breathing heavily as she looked at me through half-closed eyes. Her tongue was still out of her mouth, glistening and drooling. I'm sure mine was as well. My heart was pounding and my erection throbbing. I seemed to have stopped peeing, but I was so into the kiss with mom that I hadn't really noticed. I couldn't feel mom peeing either.

"Fucking Hell," she panted, still looking at me. "You are so wasted on stupid teenage girls if that's how you kiss, Aaron. Please tell me you like kissing mommy and you'll keep doing that with me."

"Mom, nobody's ever come close to kissing me the way you do," I assured her, meaning. "I mean, you literally fucked my mouth with your tongue. It was the most amazing thing. Yeah, whenever and wherever you want, I'll share those kisses with you."

"Stick your tongue out, baby," she breathed, her brown eyes fairly blazing with desire. "Stick it out straight, I wanna try something."

I did as she asked and mom captured my tongue between her lips, almost sucking it in. She then began bobbing back and forth on it, like she was sucking on a cock, the two of us once again drooling saliva onto our bodies. She must've done that for almost a minute before she pulled back, looking very pleased.

"Been a while since I've done that, and not with many boys," she said, smiling naughtily. "Tongue fucks are kinda erotic and very personal. Don't know why, but they are."

"No argument here," I agreed. I'd loved the feel of it and hoped she'd let me do it to her at some point. I could tell we were both done peeing, and I sidled backward until I was off the toilet and standing. Mom giggled as my erection swayed in her face.

"Hey, cutie," she cooed, talking to my cock. "Let's get you cleaned off, shall we?"

Mom stood and then moved into the shower, getting the water ready while I found yet another set of towels for us. I joined her and we moved into our now natural and easy rhythm, embracing one another and just holding tight under the deluge. Our lips met for another kiss as the water sloughed the night's activities away. I hope the water took it's time.

"Mmmmm," mom murmured through our kiss. "Love me?"

"Wholeheartedly, mom," I answered, lost in her kiss.

"All of me?"

"Every bit of you."

"Good, mommy loves every bit of you too, my sweet boy," she sighed. My erection was flattened between us, and we just ignored him, even if we could feel him throbbing for attention. "Let mommy wash you down…"

Mom pulled me out of the water and then moved behind me. She put some of her cleansing gel in her hands, then began smearing it all over my back, down over my ass (which she took some time squeezing and kissing, giggling all the while), and down to my feet, much as she'd done before. Then she wiggled around to the front and lathered me up there. Confronted with my cock, she snickered and then drizzled cleanser onto her magnificent tits.

I moaned as mom enveloped my erection between her breasts, squirming them around and massaging him until there was so much lather you almost couldn't see him. I leaned back against the wall, not sure my legs would hold me up.

"Ooh, my little man likes that, does he?" she asked in a teasing voice.

"Yeah, but keep it up and I'm napalming your face, mom," I gasped, my eyes closed.

"Promises, promises," she sighed, finally releasing my member from her tits and continuing to work her way up, using her breasts to get the cleanser on where possible. She was in front of me again, squirming her knockers against my chest, and her pussy against my cock.

"Your turn to do me, baby," she whispered.

I took a deep breath and began my task, starting behind her, as she had done for me, lathering her back before moving down to her ass. I took my time, making her giggle as I gave it squeezes, massages those tight, amazing cheeks in circles, and gave it kisses. I stood back up and pressed my cock against her, making it disappear between her cheeks and began grinding around.

"Mmmmm," she purred, reaching back and up to put her arms around my neck while she slithered her ass back against me and my hands found her tits, fondling them. "You sure know how to show a girl a good time, Aaron…"

Before I just lost it and pushed her down on the shower floor to fuck her, I knelt and lathered up her legs. I moved to the front and worked my way up her body.

Confronted with her pussy now, mom smirked and watched to see what I'd do. Did I use my hand? I didn't have my protective washcloth this time, so I had to think this through.

Mom's eyes widened as I used my hand to push her back against the wall. I pulled her lower body slightly forward, her hips tilted toward me. With wide eyes, she watched as I placed myself between her legs and pressed my cockhead against her pussylips. I started dragging the engorged head up and down, from the fourchette to her clit, which was peeking out from its hood by now. Mom was decidedly turned on.

She groaned, closing her eyes, pressing her head back and flattening her hands against the shower wall. Her body trembled as I smeared cleanser all over her most intimate part with my most intimate. I had to stop, though, because I was sure one of us was going to lose it and just thrust forward, and that couldn't be undone or ignored. I let her stand up straight and then massaged her tits with my hands, lathering them up but good.

Finally, we stepped under the water together and rinsed away all the cleanser, leaving us both sparkling clean. Our bodies, anyway, I couldn't say that much for our behaviour or our souls. Once we'd rinsed off, we fell into another embrace, just holding one another body to body and dancing in a very slow circle beneath the water. Time meant nothing to me.

It must've meant something to my stomach, though, because it rumbled and mom burst out laughing.

"I almost forgot, I was so swept away," she cackled, patting my belly. "It takes lot of food for a sex machine like my little boy to keep up all the good work, doesn't it? C'mon, baby, let's go feed ourselves…"