Real Mom Shower Novels & Stories

"I and your mommy will bathe you, maybe we could go for another round… What do you think? Sex in the shower? I gulped. I mean, they don't get tired or what? My mom chuckled, then stood up, and they both dragged me to the bathroom… It wasn't the shower anymore, but the bathtub. As my mom made me enter, I lay on it as they gently scrubbed my body with the sponge seductively. My mom gently scrubs my balls… Gosh, I felt it. Even though I'm tired, my dìck still manages to show itself. "Hmm" I moan slowly. "Love that? My mom asked, proud of herself.

After days in the hospital, the prospect of a real, normal shower was more appealing than any gourmet meal. I excused myself quickly, eager for the cleansing solitude. I headed through the mansion to my parents' old bedroom, where the shower was more like a rain room. The space was luxurious, with shower heads lining the walls, offering a downpour from every angle, and a bench in the center to sit.

I grabbed a soft sponge and started scrubbing my body. Mother was very busy these days and I rarely saw her. Coronation ceremony arrangements were more time consuming than the birthday arrangements. I let go and go deeper under the water before coming out of it and sighing. "That's the thing with bathtubs you still have to rinse off in the shower. " I hear my mother say and I wonder if it was the answering machine leaving a prerecorded call. I turned to see her standing in the flesh and I smiled in joy. "Look who is happy to see me" she says as if shocked and I mock glare.

“Mom always said if you’re gonna do a job, do it well.” “Know what my mom always says?” She stands and whispers, “Shower sex is the best,” kissing my cheek. “Does she?” “Hmm.” “And Mom’s always right.” “That she is.” I scoop her into my arms, carry her upstairs to her room, lay her on the bed, and straddle her. “We need to shower,” she giggles. “Not yet.” I pull her down, our tongues tangling passionately, when the doorbell rings. I try to pull away, but she clings to my lips. Ding dong. It keeps ringing as we finally part, panting, shedding each other’s clothes.

Nope. We all are shameless pranksters. What else do you think would have made them look away or better, go away than to stay and tease me till I died of embarrassment. “That was so hot !” Mom squealed in excitement and fanned her hand over her cheeks to show the hotness gesture. Does she even realize she watched something so close to live p**n and that too with her son cumming like an uncontrollable sex starved teenager in front of her ? “Mommm what the hell ?!” I shouted, my cheeks going over ripe with embarrassment.

She smiled already trying to get up. "Come on mom you know you can't do that. Bath me? Hahaha that's crazy" I said laughing a bit. "What's crazy about that? I'm your mother Rhoda and I gave birth to you, bath you from infact till you grew of age so what's there to hide from your mother precious daughter?" She asked pretending to wipe imaginary tears off her eyes. "Mom I'm not hiding anything from you but bathing me, hahaha that's funny to me so just help me pack my things" I said walking into the bathroom.

" I'm glad you guys are back. I need to shower ," " Need help, princess? " Clay asks, but I shook my head no. I want to enjoy my shower alone. Being a new mom is exciting, yet stressful. I'm so happy that I don't have to do all this alone. I entered the bathroom, stripped and out of my clothes. When the semi warm water hits my skin.my relaxed instantly. Grabbing my bubblegum scented body wash. I start to soap myself up. As I was soaping up, the door to the bathroom opened and in came Ace.

my mother says as she serves the food. I hurry to my room. I strip off my clothes and walk into the bathroom. I turn the shower on and step in. The cold water cascades over me and I take a deep breath, feeling the tension of the day slowly wash away. I take my time to savor the moment, enjoying the sensation of the water running down my skin. I take a few more deep breaths, allowing the warmth of the shower to fill me with a sense of relaxation. Under the shower, I moan. I’m still enjoying the water when my mom calls my name.

In my first year out of college, my mother sues me over the 60 dollars a month I give her for living expenses. In court, she breaks down in tears. "She only gives me 60 dollars a month! And she makes me check in every single day before she'll hand over that day's money! "I raised her and her brother all on my own. I gave everything I had to put her through college. How can she do this to me?" Her lawyer submits printed copies of our text conversations as proof. The judge frowns as he reads through them, then passes them to me. "Defendant, are these messages authentic?" I nod calmly. "They are." The gallery erupts in whispers, people calling me ungrateful and a terrible daughter. Then,

Our pack’s pups were born with weakened wolf spirits. I paid for their treatment out of my own pocket, only for their mothers to drag me online.They accused me of using the free wolf treatment I provided for their pups to test serums on children from the contaminated zone, making poor families' pups bear the risk for Alpha pups. What they didn't know was that the pack was badly contaminated. Without treatment, those pups would die. To save their wolves, I brought in the best healers and used the best medication and treatment protocols. Care cost more than eight thousand dollars per pup every month, all of it out of my own pocket. Now the entire internet was accusing me of experimenting on pu