Put Your Catchy Heading Here
As I walked into the bathroom, I could already hear the sound of running water. My heart raced with anticipation as I pushed open the door to reveal my mother, Cory Chase, kneeling on the bathroom tiles in the shower. Her back was arched slightly, her head tilted back as she eagerly awaited my arrival.
Cory was wearing nothing but a pair of black heels and a mischievous grin that sent shivers down my spine. Her long blonde hair glistened wetly against her pale skin, making her look all the more desirable. I took a moment to take in the sight before me, unable to believe what I was seeing.
My own mother, on her knees in the shower, waiting for me to pee in her mouth and on her face! This was something that I had only ever dreamt of before now. As my cock began to stiffen in my shorts, I forced myself to focus on the task at hand.
Slowly, I unbuttoned my pants and slid them down, releasing my throbbing erection. I stepped out of my underwear and approached the shower stall. The warm steam enveloped me as I leaned in, giving Cory a chance to see what she was about to receive.
With a nod of approval, she opened her mouth wide, inviting me to begin. I took a deep breath and let out a steady stream of pee, aiming straight for my mother's eagerly waiting mouth. She greedily lapped up every drop, making soft moaning sounds that further fueled my excitement.
For several minutes, I stood there, peeing directly into my mother's mouth. She dutifully swallowed every drop of my hot urine, her tongue darting out to catch any that might have missed her lips. I could feel the burn in my bladder starting to subside, but I didn't want this moment to end.
Finally, I stepped back from the shower and watched as my mother leaned forward, her breasts pressed against the cool tiles of the wall. She licked her lips, her eyes locking onto mine, waiting for my next command.
I couldn't resist the temptation any longer. I grabbed a glass of water and took a long drink, feeling the cool liquid wash down my throat. I pushed away the glass and looked back at my mother. She knew what I wanted; she had always known.
With a nod, she reached out and took my cock in her hand, stroking it gently as she lowered her head towards the shower drain. I held my breath as I felt her warm lips wrap around the head of my cock, sucking gently. I couldn't believe how good it felt, having my own mother sucking me off in the shower.
As I approached the edge of orgasm, I pulled away from her, not wanting this incredible experience to end so soon. She looked up at me, her eyes filled with lust and anticipation. Without another word, I lifted her up and carried her to the bathroom sink.
I let go of her legs and watched as she wrapped them around my waist, pulling me closer. Our lips met in a sensual kiss that sent shivers down my spine. I could feel the warmth of her mouth against my neck as she began to suck on my Adams apple, her tongue darting out to swirl around my peehole.
I moaned loudly, unable to contain myself any longer. With one final thrust, I filled my mother's mouth with my hot, steaming load. She swallowed every drop, her eyes locked onto mine the whole time.
Panting heavily, we broke apart, our chests heaving as we caught our breath. For a moment, we just stood there, looking into each other's eyes, lost in the moment. Then, with a gentle smile, I helped my mother to her feet and we stepped out of the shower together, our hearts still racing from the intensity of our shared experience.
