Lilith leaves to pick up Claire

John was in a panic over what just happened. His mom lay sprawled across the bathroom floor, he legs still splayed upwards against the bathtub. Her weight had knocked him to the floor but he couldn’t stop her from striking her head against the floor. He immediately shuffled over to check she was alright. Thankfully she was breathing normally and didn’t seem injured but she had been knocked out by the impact. He carefully lifted her legs and repositioned her to lie faceup on the bathmat.

John carefully examined his mother. She didn’t seem to be bleeding and everything seemed pretty normal, well save for puddles of sperm and suds that clung to her skin. He made absolutely sure he wouldn’t need to phone an ambulance, afraid to explain to a paramedic how a single mother was covered in semen. As he looked over his mother, his eyes caught on her dripping teats and her slick soapy legs. His mother had nearly seriously injured herself and he couldn’t help but find the situation arousing.

A whisper of temptation grew within him. A storm of dark thought welled up that he wanted no part of but one stood out as being reasonable. He could take a picture of her. That wasn’t so bad was it? He already had that over photo of her but hadn’t looked at it since. Its not lie he would use it. It was just for his treatment. If he could look at it later without growing horny then he knew these shower sessions were working. If not then they could stop doing them. Either way this would be a good thing to do.

He ran to grab his phone from his room and came back. He positioned himself to get her whole body in the photo from a lowish angle by her feet and took the shot. Looking at it, he thought the picture was too zoomed out to really see anything. He bent her knees and lifted her legs to move them closer into her body and too another. Now her knees were obscuring most of her body in the shot so he spread her legs aside, giving an unobstructed view of her body, including her snatch. While he was already moving her limbs, his arousal got the better of him and he decided to pose her to be a little sexier. He brought her hands up to lightly cup her breasts, pressing one finger and thumb in to clasp her nipples. Finally, he propped her head up a little and parted her lips to give her a sultrier expression. There. If he could look at this photo without being aroused then he knew he was no longer subconsciously interested in his mom.

Happy with his work, he ran to grab a towel from the laundry bin to clean her up. He made sure to towel her down thoroughly, guiltily enjoying the jiggle of her boobs as he wiped them. He could use a firmer touch than he did last time to make sure everything was sopped up. Once he was sure he got everything, he began lifting her up to take her back to her room. This was made difficult by her large, heavy bust and John had to fumble around for a while to find a position he could lift her. He could feel her nipples pressing into him with every step he took on the way. Finally, he got her into position on her bed. Rather than leave her naked, he grabbed a bed robe and did his best to dress her in it. Dressing her any further would have been too difficult like this. He decided to go clean the kitchen to make things up to her, checking in every now and then to check she was okay.

It was a little while later he finally heard the sound of her stirring upstairs. He rushed to her room and found her slowly getting up.

“Urgh, oh John dear. What happened? All I remember is being in the shower and you were watching me.” She blushed as she spoke. She didn’t seem to remember falling or either of them masturbating. Perhaps that was for the best.

“You slipped in the tub and knocked your head. I carried you back here.” He replied, not wanting to admit that he caused the fall.

“Oh, I’m so sorry dear. That must have really ruined the whole thing for you. I’ll have to make it up to you next time. Thank you for putting me to bed honey.” In her confused state she didn’t seem to realise how he had to handle her to manage that. “Oh, how long was I out?”

“About ninety minutes.”

“Oh shit. Claire’s going to be wondering where I am. I have to go!” She scrambled out of bed to get dressed not even realising that John was still there. He turned his head away for her privacy.

“Are you sure that’s okay mom? You look a little out of it.”

“Don’t worry dear, I’ll drive slow until my head clears up. There’re no busy roads between here and the station anyway. Could you phone Claire after I’m gone and explain I’m going to be late.”

“Sure thing mom but drive safe.”

Five minutes later Lilith left to pick Claire up. John brought his phone into the living room to phone her.

“Hello?” Her familiar cheery voice rang out.

“Hey Sis, its me.”

“Oh hey Bro. What’s up?”

“Just letting you know that mom had a bit of an accident so she’s going to be thirty minutes late.”

“An accident? What happened?”

“Oh, nothing. She just had a tumble, is all. She’s alright now though”

“I’m glad. Ugh, guess I can wait another half hour though. You’ll help pass the time won’t you Bro? Anything exciting happen lately?”

“More than I could say.”

“You keeping secrets from me John? You know I’ll drag them out of you at some point.”

“Aha, I’ve sharpened up a lot since last time you interrogated me.”

They had a friendly back-and-forth, passing the time before Lilith arrived. At one point, John heard the doorbell ring.

“Sorry Sis. There’s someone at the door. Mom will be there soon. Speak to you later.” He hung up and set his phone down beside him before moving to answer the door. Stood there was a young man with a backpack and scrawny beard.

“Hello mate. I’m here about your DVD player. The other guy couldn’t make it today. Is your Mom here by any chance?”

“No, she won’t be back for a while.”

“Fuck, I missed my chance.” He murmured to himself. “Alright mate. Might as well get this over with. Which way to the DVD player?”

John pointed him through to living room but didn’t follow him. Have John a bad impression and he wanted to keep his distance. “I’ll be in the kitchen if you need me.” It was close enough to the living room to keep an eye on him.

It was ten minutes later after John had cooked himself some lunch that he remembered he had left his phone in the living room. He figured he would use the chance to see what the guy was up to. He walked in to see him looking at the photos on the mantelpiece.

“Fuck man, your mom IS as hot as I’d heard. Is this your sister? She’s looking fine too.”

“Aren’t you supposed to be fixing the DVD player?” He retorted angrily.

“Aw yeah yeah man. Chill. I’m getting to it.”

John ignored him and turned to grab his phone from the couch and froze. On the screen was the photo he had just taken of his **** mother.

“Now what would a photo like that be doing on your phone I wonder? So, your poor mother falls out of the shower and what? Instead of helping her up, you decide to Jizz on her and take a picture. Some son you are.”

John snatched up his phone. He had to delete those pictures. They were a mistake.

“Mate, its way too late for that. I already sent them to my phone. I could show your dear mother just how much of a perv her son really is.”

Fuck. There was no way he could explain those photos to his mother. She couldn’t even remember him masturbating. John knew what was coming.

“So you’re blackmailing me?” he stated through gritted teeth.

“Clever kid. You do a few things for me and I promise these photos will stay with me.” A smirk filled his punchable face.

“What do you want?”

“Well a few things really. First, another photo of your mom, just like this one but without all that soap and jizz in the way, but this time with her fingering herself. A video would be even better. Remember, the better you make this stuff, the happier I’ll be just keeping these photos to myself. Second, I want your sister’s phone. Just for a few minutes. Kind of exciting what sort of kinky stuff you might find on a girl’s phone. Oh, and last of all, I’m going to be back later this week to fix your player for good. When that happens, I want you and your sister out of the house. I heard your mom was a slut and I want to see if that’s true.”

“You want me to let you have sex with my mom?”

“Eh, that’s up to her. If she’s not into it I’ll be disappointed but you’ll have kept your word so I won’t hold it against you.”

“And if I do all this?”

“You’ll never see or hear from me again.”

“Fine. I’ll do it.”

“Good choice mate. Now when’s the best time for me to come back?”

John told him the best time the next week to return and the man told John to have his sister’s phone hidden behind the DVD player for him to find then. It was ten minutes before John managed to get the man away. He was happy to see the back of him. As he slammed the front door shut John sank to his knees. He had to start thinking of a way out of this mess.