Um, daughters?

"Um, daughters?"

I felt mum pause mid-massage. "I mean like Brittany or Shelley." Brittany and Shelley were my two sisters. I considered both of them very pretty, but I still had questions about my father and brother who were both seemingly missing. I decided to be quiet while I ate my food, though. My mother continued to massage my shoulders. The situation was surreal, my cock was as hard as a rock, but I managed to keep calm. We remained not speaking until I finished all my breakfast; my mother hummed happily while she waited.

"I will get that for you." My mother grabbed my finished plate and took it to the kitchen sink. I stared at my mother's bottom while she rinsed some dishes.

"What happened to dad and Bill?"

My mother turned around and smiled at me. "What do you mean, honey?"

"Where are they?"

"Your father and brother left for work." My mother turned back to the kitchen sink, humming serenely, and finished rinsing some more plates. She dried her hands on a nearby towel and sauntered back to stand behind me. She placed her hands back on my shoulders and gave my shoulders a tight squeeze. "I think it's time you got up and we had our shower. I don't want you to be late for work." I was surprised by the oddly maternal tone in my mother's voice; I didn't even question the idea of going to work. Mum was usually a lot harder on me, far stricter with my routine, and my upbringing had been well-disciplined. This side of my mother was alien and completely different to the woman who truly raised me.

I stood up. "Yeah, time for a shower." I had a big erection. My mother seemed nonchalant; she didn't even so much as glance at my tenting wood.

"We can use my shower, honey," mum suggested.

I simply nodded.

I felt a little out of my depth, heading to my mother's shower, especially with the intention to wash alongside the woman who gave birth to me.

We arrived at my mother's bedroom. I stared at my mother's meager state of dress. Mum unhooked her bra, freeing her mammoth breasts, followed by the removal of her lacy panties, letting the black undergarments fall to the ground. My mother beckoned me closer, smiling as if this was the most normal thing in the world, and then as a matter-of-fact removed my pyjamas and underwear. She headed to the shower and started the water.

I moved to follow my mother to the bathroom, but stopped to look out her bedroom's strangely open window. The neighbour's windows were open as well and gave me an uninhibited view of the girl-next-door's bedroom. The mum next door was in her daughter's bedroom, brushing her child's long, blonde hair. Both were nude. I subconsciously grabbed my dick. I stroked my cock, understanding what my mother meant by nude daughters. However, I never got a chance to stare for too long. My mother called for me to hurry up and get in the shower.

I entered the shower. The water was nice and warm.

Mum began to soap me up, humming casually, breasts jiggling as she moved around me. She pressed her breasts and body against me as she washed every inch of my physique. She smiled happily. "I love taking showers with you, honey." I laughed. She soaped up my dick. I was a little disappointed she did not jerk me off, though. "Now, soap me up." I took the liquid soap, squirted some on my hand, and began a similar routine with my mother. I started with her face and moved down her front. "Make sure you get under my breasts, honey." I did as she asked, lifting each of my mother's breasts in turn, marvelling at their weight, enthralled by her casual attitude to showering together. My mother acted like this was something we did every day, which I can say with utter certainty was not the case until today.

"I talked to Ms. Evans yesterday. She told me she and Teresa need you to have sex with them. You can go over and fuck them after we are done, okay?" She spoke as if this was a routine request, like borrowing a cup of sugar from your neighbour.

I nodded. "Okay Mum." Ms. Evans and Teresa were the two I had seen in the window next door, but I didn't know them all that well. Ms. Evans was a classically beautiful woman and Teresa was a slim, leggy blonde with a cute face. I focused on my task at soaping up my mother's body, though. I was mesmerized. Once I had completely soaped up my mother's body, including her ass and pussy, she used the hand-held unit to rinse us both off. After that, she dried us off as well. Again, she just dried my cock. I was hard as a rock, but this did not seem to concern her.

"It's too nice of a day for clothes, honey. We'll spend the day nude. I am sure most people will stay nude today. You don't want to stand out wearing clothes if most people are nude, okay?"

"Sure Mum, I don't mind if girls are nude."

"That's my boy. Now go next door and do what needs to be done." She kissed me gently on the lips. I felt her nipples brush my chest as she did so.