Yes! Cleanliness is important

Your mother rolls out of bed, and heads towards the bathroom.

You decide you probably should get freshened up. You worked up a little sweat this morning. “OK, I could use a shower,” you agree, and get to your feet to follow your mom.

When you get to the bathroom, your mother has already started the water running in the shower. She’s leaning into the stall, with her hand under the spray, testing to see when it warms up. A sudden urge comes over you, and you grab her and pull her under the shower with you. The cold water stings your skin and makes you shiver.

Your mom gasps out a surprised, “OH!” She clutches against you tightly, wanting the warmth of your body. “Dave! That was so mean,” she says giggling. She grinds her body against you as the water starts to warm. “I don’t mind a little mean, you know,” she tells you in a sultry voice. “It keeps things interesting.” She bends her head down to kiss your bare chest.

She picks up the bottle of shampoo. “Turn around. I’ll get you washed up, Honey,” she says. You go along, turning your back to her. You feel her fingers massaging the shampoo into your scalp, working it into a lather. Her soft body presses against your back, as she shampoos your hair, her wet skin slippery against yours. She whispers in your ear, “I’ll show you how a girl is supposed to bathe her man.”

After she rinses your hair, your mother soaps up a washcloth. She strokes it over your shoulders, rinses them, and presses her lips to your skin there. She scrubs up and down your back, rinses it, and trails kisses down your spine to the small of your back.

Your mom’s hands gently turn you around to face her. She glides the soapy cloth down one arm, kisses your upper arm, then your forearm. She takes your hand in hers, and washes it, then raises it to her lips to place a kiss on your palm. She repeats the process with your other arm. Each time she washes then rinses part of your body, she presses her lips there.

She glides the soft, soapy washcloth over your chest. Once they are cleaned and rinsed, she kisses your pectorals. Her tongue slips from between her lips and traces a circle around one of your nipples, then the other.

Your cock is fully erect now. It prods at her belly as he teases you with her lips and tongue. Your mother scrubs lower, down your belly, stopping just about your crotch, then bends to kiss your abdomen and lick your navel. Her lips come tantalizingly close to your straining shaft, but don’t touch it.

Your mom moves down to her knees. She washes and kisses your hips, then your thighs. She lifts one leg, washes your shin, then drags her lips along it. She raises your foot. “I’ve been thinking about this since I saw Abbie doing it for you,” she says, as she lathers it up and rinses it off.

You start to tell her, “I don’t really…” Before you finish, she bends her head over your foot and licks along the top. She wriggles her tongue between each of your toes, moaning heavily. Then her lips wrap around your big toe, and she suckles. Her head lolls back with her mouth wide open. She lets out a throaty groan of pleasure, as she lets your foot go back to the tile floor.

As she does the same with your other foot, her hips gyrate and pump up and down.

When she’s done, she grabs you by the hips and spins you around to face away from her. She washes and kisses your calves, then your thighs. You feel her lathered hands stroking over and kneading your ass cheeks. After a quick rinse, her lips and tongue are sliding over your buttocks.

Your mother’s slippery, soapy fingers press between your ass cheeks, stroking over your butthole, cleaning it thoroughly. “Mom?” you don’t quite ask the question in your mind, unable to believe what you suspect is going to happen next.

She spreads your buttocks, her face presses between them. You feel her lips press against your anus. Then her tongue drags over it. Then again, and again. You brace your hands against the tile wall to keep your balance while your mom enthusiastically kisses and licks your ass. Your cock throbs and bobs up and down in time with your pounding pulse.

Her lather-covered hand reaches between your legs. She washes and fondles your balls gently, then slides up and down along your cock. She strokes your cock faster and faster, while her tongue laps over your clenching asshole.

Your hips buck, and your cock erupts. Your cum splatters on the tiles and is washed away down the drain. Your knees feel shaky and you lean heavily against the shower wall.

Your mom laughs. “I thought you’d like that,” she says. She kisses then playfully nips your buttock. She stands up and hugs you tight. “I love every inch of you, Honey.” she purrs in your ear.

You lean back against the cool tile wall and breathe heavily, while you watch your mother quickly wash herself.

She turns off the water, dries you with a big, soft towel, then towels herself off. She prances out of the bathroom on her tiptoes, humming happily to herself.

When you are recovered enough to walk, you head to your room and get dressed. Your mother comes in. She gives you a deep, passionate kiss. “I’m going shopping now, honey. Is there anything special you need while I’m out?” she asks.

“You already gave me something pretty special, Mom,” you say with a chuckle.

“There’s so much more where that came from,” she says with a foxy grin, then heads out.

Then you’re alone in your room. You can get back to the magic website.