I had got over the initial shock of being naked with my mother and now realised that being naked with her may be an opportunity. I imagined myself pointing my penis at her bottom. Her stomach was relatively flat and her breasts were a nice handful. She began to soap my back starting at the top of my shoulders and working down my lats.
She must have realised I had fallen over. Unusually for me I needed to go to the toilet in the middle of the night. I imagined myself pointing my penis at her bottom. I could see that she was concerned. Although I had fantasised about showing my mother my penis, now it might actually happen made me feel really embarrassed to be naked in front of my mother. My mother stroked me with a slow deliberate stroked, starting from the base of my cock and working up to the tip. I could move but I was a bit bruised and winced as I tried to stand up. It occurred to me that she was really rubbing my whole crotch area rather than giving me a handjob. She had good skin and a lovely smile. Gently my mother worked around the top of my thighs and the top of my pubic hair. On occasion, when for example I tried to hug her for a bit too long, she would tell me off for getting in her way. She turned it back on and water began to squirt from it. All the while I felt blood begin to pour into my penis and me beginning to harden with her touch. I ejaculated under the sheets just as I heard my door open. I was middle class and went to an all-boys College. My Mum looked where I had pointed and I could see she was surprised. I imagined her asking me to fuck her hard. As I tugged my penis I felt my pelvis thrust as I imagined stroking my cock into her love hole. My next thought was embarrassment as I realised how stupid I had been to get carried away in the shower and fall over. As I was her son, my mother tolerated my touches and just thought I was being affectionate and playful. Our shower is a bathtub with a shower attachment rather than a walk in unit. It was then that I felt my foot slide from underneath me. When I have seen my college friends in the changing rooms they have been much smaller than me. Marriage was something that your parents arrange for you when you finish your studies. Incest as a group activity This may sound sick but I even fantasised about my mother catching me masturbating. There was loud crash as I hit the floor of the bathtub.
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