Incest: Mother needs help from her son

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“That sounds really hot- especially with someone like you.”

My mother giggled as she held back her laughter. “You two are so much alike. It’s adorable.”

“No one can resist you, mom.”

She winked and pinched me on the cheek. “Come on, help me finish with stretching, then I need a shower. Maybe you can join me and we’ll give your father even more erotic stories to think about.”

The look in her eyes showed that she was interested in more than just a shower. And her nipples seemingly poked through the thin material of her top.

***

I followed my mother up the stairs and we headed towards the main bathroom.

Once there, she raised her arms and asked, “Care to do the honors?”

“I’d love to,” I replied, as I pulled the sports bra over her head, leaving her topless.

She bent down and did the rest, pulling off her tight spandex shorts and panties, and stood completely naked before me. I was mesmerized by the sight of her mature figure. Her body looked perfectly proportioned, with the right amount of muscle tone, yet maintaining much of her feminine curves which made her look womanly. Seeing her entire midsection bare for the first time was also a real treat. Her hips and thighs were fairly thick, and her crotch was cleanly shaven, with a nice bikini tan line to it.

“You look gorgeous mom,” I told her honestly.

“Thanks. Now it’s your turn to get undressed. I refuse to be the only one standing here naked.”

With that said, she wasted no time in pulling off my t-shirt, and stripping my shorts and underwear away from my body. Sure, it felt awkward standing naked in front of my mother, but at the same time, to say that it was ‘worth it’ is a massive understatement.

Her eyes looked me over the same way that I had done to her. And once she saw what she wanted to see, she pulled me in the shower for us to continue our acts of incest.

“You can start by cleaning my backside,” she said as she handed me a bar of soap.

I took the soap in my hand and began rubbing it on her upper back while she washed her hair with shampoo. My fingers brushed up against her skin as I soaped her sculpted body. Inch by inch I made my way down towards her voluptuous rear end, and I was more than happy to wash that for her as well.

Once she washed off the shampoo from her hair, she turned around to wash the soap from her back, and she gave me simple look, telling me that it was okay to wash the front part of her body.

“Like what you see?” my mother asked with a sly look on her face.

“Of course I do,” I told her. “I love your breasts mom, especially those nipples of yours. They’re perfect.”

“Thank you,” she smiled. “I guess that’s one of the extra benefits of pregnancy. Now start cleaning.”

I started at the top of her chest, pressing the bar of soap against her. And as I made my way down, I was able to feel her milk filled breasts against my fingers. They were soft and luscious. And it was an erotic sight seeing them jiggle with every movement. Then as I pressed my hand a bit harder against the side of her left breast, milk leaked from her swollen nipple, giving me a real eye-full to look at.

“Looks like you’ve found something else you like,” my mother said teasingly.

“What can I say? I’ve never seen that happen before.”

“Do you like it?” she asked, knowing the answer.

“It’s sexy.”

She smiled. “Well, boobs have more significance than just being sex objects. You used to feed from them remember? A mother’s milk helps sustain life. And if you’re interested in doing it again, at this point, I wouldn’t mind.”

“Are you sure?”

“Why not? I’ve already sucked your cock and tasted you. You might as well drink milk from my nipples.”

“In that case, I hope you have enough milk,” I said jokingly.

“Hold on a second…”

My mother then rinsed the soap off her body, turned off the shower, and stepped out of the tub to dry herself with a towel. When she was done with her quick rub down, she handed me another towel and I did the same thing.

She used both hands to lift her breasts, as if to model them for me. “Okay, they’re all yours now.”

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