Morning Showers

The next morning John was tidying his room in preparation of his sister’s arrival. It was a Sunday so he didn’t have to worry about being anywhere. With a quiet knock on the door his mother came in. She looked a little unsure of herself.

“I’ll be going to pick your sister up in an hour. I’m going to take a shower now… if you’d like to join me.” Despite being said in the most distant and monotonous tone, it was still the sexiest thing a woman had ever said to him. He hated how hard this made him but he hadn’t masturbated yet this morning in justification.

“Ah okay. I’ll be right there.”

“I’ll go get started. I’ll leave the door open. Come when you’re ready.” She quietly left after that accidental entendre. This was the most awkward John had ever felt. Even worse than when his mother had walked in on him pleasuring himself. John wished they could return to their normal mother-son relationship.

Hearing the shower running from his room, he steeped through into the passage. He braced himself for the first time he would walk in on his naked mother unmistakably. He felt chills run down his spine at just the thought of what lay around the corner. With baited breath he craned his neck around the bathroom door.

***

Lilith was doing her best to suppress the doubts she was harbouring. She had no doubt this event would completely affect how her son looked at her. Once he saw her naked everything would be different. Even with what had been going on, she had still managed to see her son as the innocent little boy she had raised but she just knew today she would see him staring her down with lust-filled eyes. The doctor said this was to fix him but the damage would be done and things would never quite go back to how they were.

With the water now hot she stepped under the stream. She considered drawing the shower curtain but realised that would defeat the purpose of what was happened so she pulled it just enough to prevent the floor from flooding. With her back to the door she started washing her hair. She had no idea if her son was watching her and resisted the curiosity to look, instead focusing on the task of cleaning herself.

With a little effort her thoughts managed to wander. She thought about picking Claire up from the station today. She would be glad to get to see her again. Maybe when she was back they could have a day out doing something together to get there minds off recent happenings. She recalled how close the siblings had been as children as Claire had used to be shy at school, particularly around the boys. She was proud that Claire seemed to be a lot more sociable with her time at college and hoped some of that would rub off on her brother.

It was as Lilith went to wash her body that she heard a shuffle behind her. With a side glance into the side mirror, she saw what she had been dreading. John stood at the door watching her intently, a tent visible in his loose pants. No, she corrected herself, a man stood watching her. She had to admit she got a thrill from knowing she was being watched. She did all she could to convince herself it was just some man to reassure herself. In the end this was to lead John away from the incestuous feeling he had suppressed so she didn’t need to feel guilty about this.

As if to resolve the situation, the mantra she had been given came swimming to the forefront of her thoughts. Before a Woman, I am a Slut. That was right. A woman would let herself worry about such trivial thing; A slut would allow herself to enjoy the moment. Before a Woman, I am a Slut. This was a good thing for John. That was all that really mattered. Before a Woman, I am a Slut. She had to admit she loved the feeling of exhibiting herself to him. So what if he was family? This was a temporary thing. It didn’t mean anything. She might as well make the most of it and make sure they both enjoyed it. With her worries quelled, Lilith resolved to put on a show for John.

Still turned away from him, Lilith bent down at the waist, arching her back inwards and pretending to clean her feet. While not as prominent as her breasts, Lilith still felt her ass was okay, though it didn’t get enough attention for her to know for sure. Lilith could only imagine Johns surprise as such sudden lewd behaviour from his mother and that thought gave her a thrill. She gave him sufficient time to take in the image before standing straight and turning to face him.

“Oh, John. I didn’t realise you were there.” She caught his wide-eyed gawp of lustful surprise before he gathered himself.

“Yeah, sorry mom. I should have knocked.” He stammered. He didn’t seem to notice how intentional that was.

“Don’t worry honey. You’re going to be seeing all of me anyway. No point in acting coy about it.” She smiled at him while squeezing a puddle of soap into her hands.

“Um, I thought you didn’t like the idea of me watching you.”

“Oh honey, I don’t but if its for the sake of your treatment I’ll act like this is completely natural and, well, mommy naturally likes men watching her like this.” As Lilith spoke she began slowly lathering the soap over her breasts, lifting them up and out as she massaged their undersides. John was speechless, unable to remove his gaze from her slick bosom.

This was the feeling Lilith dreamed most of- to be so irresistibly sexy that men couldn’t control themselves. The woman inside her was screaming but the slut inside her spoke louder with pleasure. It was fine to indulge in this now while it was good for John but once his dark desires were fully suppressed she would lose her surest chance of feeling like this and the only way to feel like this at home. There was no harm in indulging herself for now. This was making everything better. Before a Woman, I am a Slut.

Lilith noticed a wet spot on John’s pants. “Did you cum already honey?”

“I-I just leaked a little. I don’t find this appealing at all.” He stammered. His hand moved down to adjust his wet pants but ended up knocking them aside to release his clearly erect penis.

“Its okay to admit it honey. This is what we’re doing this to fix. A few days and this won’t interest you anymore.” She accentuated this by tweaking her nipples. She was a little too rough with them eliciting a slight moan with her speech. John was beyond resisting now and began jerking himself off with one hand. Lilith gathered an arm-full of suds and began massaging her breasts down sensually. “Tell me honey, are my fat tits soapy enough for you?” Losing herself to pleasure, one of Lilith’s hands began snaking its way down between her legs. “Do you like my fat soapy tits?” The words rolled so easy from her lips she didn’t care she was degrading herself to her son. She leaned forward over the edge of the bathtub giving him a generous view of her cleavage.

“Oh fuck, fuck. I want them so bad. Want to fuck them so bad.” His hand pumped vigorously in time with his mother’s. His free hand twitched, resisting the need to reach out and grab them.

“Oh yes, YES!” Lilith was so close to orgasm now. She hadn’t felt like this in years. She needed it so bad. “Cum with me! Cum with me!” She screamed reflexively as the pleasure ripped through her.

“AAH!” With John’s impending orgasm, he couldn’t resist anymore. He grabbed hold of Lilith’s shoulder, pulling her forwards. As she slipped out of the tub, he plunged his cock between her tits. For a brief moment he felt complete bliss as his cock exploded over her chest and face. Her forward motion continued however as John noticed too late to stop. The last thing Lilith saw was the floor approaching fast before she blacked out.