Showering With Friends Mom Novels & Stories

“Very open.” His Mom giggled, “I know what you mean, you naughty boy, the lesbian floor show.” “Um, yeah, that kinda threw me,” he admitted, blushing slightly -- talking about watching hot women making-out was not something you normally discussed with your mother, especially when they were her friends. His Mom didn’t seem to mind, however, “Cheerleaders are very friendly with each other” she said smiling. The door pinged open and she stepped out. “We all used to be very friendly when we were at school.”

You should not have done that with him. Now he is going to tell the whole school. “Mom, I love you.” I said,” she sweet and loving mother, she's our best friend we got the best mom in the world. We were hugging, and Mom said. Sherry! Wake up, baby girl, we heard her groan in her bedroom. Mom and I started laughing at her. Come on, Sherr,y wake up if you do not, I will throw water on your face.

I took my time in the shower, enjoying the feel of the hot spray. I wasn’t aware of how long I was in the shower. I only realised when my mother came knocking on the door. “Andy are you still ok in there?” she called out. “Yeah Mom. Just rinsing off!” I yelled back. “Okay. Carol is here to see you!” “Who?” I yelled back and closed the faucet. “Miss Preston Andy. Remember you agreed to have her come by and give you extra lessons?” my mother replied. I stepped out of the shower and grabbed the towel.

“Too hot?” She shakes her head. “Just right.” She holds my arm for balance, even though she doesn’t need it, and I hold her as she lowers herself, her tight little body making my cock strain as she disappears under the suds. I uncuff my shirt as she watches, roll up my sleeves before I dip the jug in the water between her legs. She sits up instinctively, tipping her head back ready for me to wet her hair. “Mum used to do this,” she tells me. “Only sometimes, when I was little. We didn’t have a shower.” She closes her eyes as I tip the jug. “That feels really nice.”

I let out a sigh, the love and warmth spreading throughout my chest at the feeling I had at the moment. In those moments, mom was just mine and I was just hers. After a while, mom and I went straight to the bathroom and showered together. I got too excited once more and so we ended up doing it again. I couldn’t help it. She was impossible not to get excited about. Although we did it faster this time as Mom said she had to get back and see our baby Amy quickly. With a sigh and a laugh, I granted Mom’s wish, our bathroom activity ending quicker than I had personally wished.

Hoping he’d touch me again. The kitchen smelled like fresh coffee and sizzling bacon, the warm, comforting aromas filling the air and making my stomach growl despite everything. Mom was already seated at the table, scrolling through her phone with a satisfied, glowing look on her face, the kind of post-sex glow that made my stomach twist with a confusing mix of jealousy and shame. She looked relaxed and happy, completely unaware of the storm raging inside me. And there he was.

She said with a smile. “That’s fine.” I reply not being able to hold back my smile. “Well, I think you should go take a shower and wake your mates up.” Mom says with that adoration still shining in her eyes. “Okay.” I say exiting the kitchen and running upstairs with Penny so we could change together. After we'd showered and changed we went back downstairs to find the most heartwarming scene I’ve ever seen. My mates are having breakfast and joking and laughing with my baby sisters. I stopped there for a moment to appreciate what was taking place before my eyes.

Sometimes for no reason at all. "Close your eyes," Mom warned before rinsing out all the shampoo. After Mom applied conditioner and rinsed it out, I dried my eyes on the corner of a towel. Mom then passed me a scrubber and I squeezed some coconut and lime shower gel onto it and slathered it between my hands. "What does Dad think about Gran coming to live here?" I asked, wondering what he thought about his human mother-in-law coming to live in a town full of werewolves. She angled the shower head over my body as I washed, adjusting the flow of water to a soft trickle so as not to hurt my wounds.

It was obviously that she is running away from taking a shower. Slow down baby girl you might fall and hurt yourself. I said holding her in my arms. Mommy you are back can you give me a shower today? Sure my beautiful girl. Let me dress up then. I replied her. Yeeeheee. Aunt Jane my mommy is giving me a shower l won. Isla shouted with a happy smile. . I smiled too. What did you just win? I asked her.

"Me too. Finally. Your son’s cock was the answer." She gave me that ‘sure’ look and said, "I need a long cold shower. Care to join me?" I looked at my mother, wondering what she meant by that. I wondered if she wanted to continue our little sexual adventure, even after she had been 'cured.' "Really?" I asked. She turned to me. "Yes, really. Just an innocent shower. We've already seen each other naked, so it doesn't make a difference if we shower together. We're both filthy right now."