Day 5.5 – Bath Time With Mom Pt 2

I made my way to the washroom with Mom. I came up behind her which surprised her and gave her a hug, with my casted arms outstretched and my body pressed up against her back. She gave out a girlish yelp saying, “Honey what was that for?”

“I love you Mom,” I said. I kissed the back of her neck. “Thank for you for everything you do for me.”

“Adam, please…” Mom said, her voice full of embarrassment, and we walked into the washroom.

Mom started a bath for me again, feeling for the water and began cleaning my cock shaft. Yet again I had quickly hardened. I could see Mom reaching for herself now.

“Why don’t you come in? You could use some cleaning too,” I said.

Mom reddened and nodded and came inside. She removed her glasses and undid her hair and let it down as she got into the large bathtub with me with her knees pressed against the bathtub and her back to the faucet. She lathered her wet tits and moved up a bit to lather her sex. I bent my head forward and nursed on her tits while she did and her eyes widened a bit as I stared up at her with her nipples in my mouth.

I reached over with my fake cast hands and scrubbed her back.

“Adam, don’t hurt yourself.” Mom said.

“I’m fine, my arms are feeling better lately,” I said.

The bandages began to get soaked as my hands moved up and down her back and towards her soft buttocks. I reached underneath and lathered her cunt and slid and ass and she moaned. She bent sideways towards the wall and stared at me as I rubbed my hands up and down her stomach. My fingers running across her breast and stomach and down her cunt, spreading the soap lather over her soft skin and cunt hair. She wriggled and squirmed and bit her lip.

Mom got up and bent over, her hands on the wall where the faucet was, displaying herself to me. I got up as well. Our sex were both lathered, and I entered her, and she held her face.

“Please Adam, I’m sorry. You shouldn’t see how wet Mommy is for your cock sweetie,” She said still turning away and moaning, her hands still on her reddened face.

“It’s alright, how about I call you Ivy? Would you like that Mom?” I said.

Mom nodded, and I grunted and thrust myself inside of her. Little moans came out of her as I found her spots and worked on them in rapid movements. I had my hands on her hips, my recklessness not caring anymore about pretending to be hurt and moving my hands all over her wet body.

“Ivy, do you like it when your son is deep inside of you?” I said.

“No, please. Adam, I can’t-“ Mom said as she quivered on my dick and I held her wet body close to mine, my mouth planting her back and shoulder with kisses.

I reached for her head and moved it towards my lips, and she resisted, but I pulled her in for a deep kiss, our tongues danced on one and another, and she began to tear up. I let her go, and she moved her hand to rub herself and panted more. I was close and let myself collapse on her, a spray of my semen going deep in her womb. We held there.

After our bath, we both went to our rooms. The next day I stopped using the cast. Mom again had made breakfast, and she noticed me.

“Are you feeling better now Adam?” Mom asked.

“Much better Ivy. Arm feels fine.” I said taking my fork.

Mom came over with our plates and handed one to me. She looked down embarrassed and said, “We shouldn’t take any risk dear. You don’t want to hurt yourself again. Do you still want to continue our arrangement.”

Mom looked at me expectantly, and I nodded, and she smiled and began to ate. I came over to demonstrate just how good my arm was feeling. I reached down while she ate and placed my hands up her skirt and down her panties. She quivered as she looked at me and I smiled. I gently groped for her cunt and placed my fingers into her and then with a great **** started finger fucking her there. Her head bent back, and she panted as middle finger and index expelled her juices on the floor. She began shaking her head and closing her eyes, her mouth agape and she made animalistic noises. I left her heaving and went back to my seat and resumed eating, my hand still wet with her fresh squeezed juice.