Chapter 4

I woke up next to Mom the next morning. Listening to Mom sleep. Her peaceful breathing was comforting. She rolled from her back to her side, the sheet falling, exposing a breast. I reached and ever so slightly touched her bare nipple, eliciting a smile from her, she was playing opossum. “Good morning my Sweet Boy.” She cooed.

I bent and kissed her forehead and said, “Good morning, my Love.” I got out of bed, headed for the bathroom, and continued, “How are you feeling about last night?”

“I almost pissed myself when I saw her standing at the foot of the bed. I thought my life was over. I was scared.” Mom responded, sprawling across the bed. “But then I was sucking your cum off of her and jamming my tongue up her ass. I watched my son’s cock slide in and out of another woman. A woman I watched grow up. Now that I think about it, Jan always did have a problem keeping Julie’s clothes on. She used to run down the sidewalk buck ass naked with Jan chasing her.”

“And now you know what her ass tastes like,” I said from the shower.

Mom’s naked body strolled in and sat on the toilet, “Yeah, I ate her ass. I can’t believe I did that.”

“It looked like you were enjoying yourself.”

I yelped at the sudden water change when she flushed the toilet.

“Oh, I’m sorry, it’s been so long since I had to worry about that.” She was saying as she stepped into the shower and pressed her body against mine. “We have to make some decisions about our future.”

“Like?” I inquired.

“Like, do we keep your bedroom, or do you move into my bed? Like, what do we do if Julie blabs? Like, do we stay in this town or move away and start fresh?”

“I can see you’ve been worrying, stop it. We are both adults in the eyes of the law. We’re not hurting anybody in any way.” I was standing behind her massaging shampoo into her locks. “I sleep with you, keep my room for my stuff and for appearances. Julie is a good shit, she won’t say anything and if you want to move, we can go anywhere or just stay and build a lust nest. Being a nurse, you can get a job anywhere. We have enough money to tide us over till I figure out my career path. The thing is, we are not in any hurry. Ease your mind,” I continued as I worked the lather in her hair.

Reaching behind her she found my limp unit, giving it a soapy stroke and squeeze. It stirred in her grasp. “I miss this,” she uttered.

“What?”

“I miss this.”

“Sharing a shower?”

She thought a second, “That and having a hard cock to love on. Someone to share my body with. Someone to make me feel special and loved. It is nice to know somebody cares about you.”

“You never have to worry about that again. You and I will always be together.”

She frowned, “Yeah, but you are eventually going to meet a woman, fall in love and give me grandbabies. She said, a smile creeping across her face, “Grandbabies.”

I smiled, “Not a problem. I’ll just marry someone that loves eating your pussy and watching my cock slip into you.”

“Stop talking like that. I’m trying to get clean, and you’ve got my pussy dripping again.”

I held her close and whispered to rinse. She let her head fall back under the water and our hands met as we worked the suds out of her hair. My now hard cock, looking to the sky, found its way into the valley of her bubble butt. Bending at the knees, I rubbed my cock against the crack of her ass, up and down, not looking for an entrance, just enjoying the sensation.

Mom got the soap out of her hair and quickly rubbed in some conditioner. Sitting on the tiled bench located in the shower. She motioned for me to sit between her spread legs, my back to her chest. With a soapy sponge, she lathered up my chest and cock. Reaching around me with both arms, Mom took my hard cock in both hands and started to jack me off.

She started whispering in my ear, “I love when your hardness is inside of me. Your cock stretches me, forcing pleasure throughout my being.” Her strokes continued, she licked the side of my neck and I swear, my nipples got hard. She stroked me faster, whispering, “I’m going to sit on your face and let you worship my asshole. You will lick my entire body. You will make me cum for you.” Like holding a baseball bat, her hands in unison, she pumped me faster and faster.

She continued, “I want yours to be the first and only cock to slide into my asshole. I want you, balls deep when you pump your cum into my willing, open ass.” That was it and I let my head fall back on her naked shoulder and I started shooting ropes across the shower floor. Mom knew what she was doing, keeping up the pace as I ejaculated and then slower, loving caress as the blood drained. Standing me up, she rinsed me off, patted me on the butt, and said, “Let me finish, be out in a bit.” I dried, dressed, and drifted to the kitchen.

Over the next couple of days, we worked on our plan. We decided that we were going to stay in our home. The people I knew in high school were all getting ready to go to college or join the military. A few moved away, some, got married, having kids right away. We all know how that happens. So, nobody would bother us from my end, and other than Jan, Mom only had casual acquaintances with the people she worked with. However, she did have doctors hitting on her all the time. It grossed her out because they were all married. Now, she says, “Why have hamburgers when I have prime rib at home?” She always makes me feel good about myself.

I would keep my clothes and crap in my room but slept with Mom. We agreed that we would only have sex with someone else if both were present and consenting. The “No Stinkers Clause.” There wasn’t that much to discuss. We worked out those immediate things and the rest we’ll take as they come. I got a call from Julie saying that she and her mom wanted us for dinner and to be there at seven o’clock sharp. Mom agreed it had been a couple of weeks and quite frankly we needed to get out and blow the stink off as my grandmother likes to say. My grandmother, and mom’s mother, Betty Belter, married Jack Belter. Another woman who aged well. In her early sixties, she still does yoga and is in great shape. If Grandpa can still get it up, I’ll bet he’s still emptying his loads into her. Where the fuck is my mind going now? Picturing Grandma taking hard cock. WTF? She and Mom do have the same bubble butt. I wonder if Grandma shaves.

We had some time after we got dressed for the evening. We sat at the kitchen table, sipping a cocktail and sharing a pipe. I casually reached over and took my mother’s hand. “I love being with you, touching you, watching you cum. I will remember these days always.”

“I love you too, I am happy again.” A tear rolled down her cheek.