Sharing the Shower (Taboo Erotica) Read Online Free PDF

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    “Can I come in?” asked Vanessa. “I fixed you a plate. You can eat it in here if you want.”
    Huh… She usually never lets me eat up in my room.
    “Yeah, come on in. I’m just lying in bed.”
    The door to Tim’s room opened. The light from the hallway revealed his mom’s silhouette. She had changed out of her beach outfit and into a thin, tiny nightgown that he’d seen her wear a few times before. He could see the shape of her breasts outlined underneath it, defined and suggestive.
    She put the plate she was carrying down on his dresser and then sat on the bed next to him. Tim felt his heart skip a beat as a shot of adrenaline coursed through him.
    Earlier in the shower… That really happened. It wasn’t just a dream.
    “I just wanted to make sure that you were feeling alright, honey.” His mom reached over and set one of her hands on his knee, coming dangerously close to sensitive territory. “I know that the whole showering together thing is still a little new, and, well, a little weird.”
    Tim shrugged.
    “It’s just really different, mom,” he said. “I feel like it’s bringing us a lot closer together.”
    His mom nodded, and he could just barely make out the hint of a smile in the dark.
    “I think so too!” She inched closer to him on the bed, coming close enough for Tim to be able to see that she wasn’t wearing a bra. “We just have to keep being open with each other about it. Whatever you are feeling, Tim, you can share it with me. I’ll understand.”
    “Mom, I… I mean, I’m just a little confused by it, I guess.”
    What are we talking about? The shower, or something else?
    Vanessa rubbed Tim’s knee encouragingly, and one of her fingertips slipped up a little higher on his thigh. He let a soft, silent gasp, his heart beat rapping against his chest with growing urgency.
    “You don’t have to be confused, Tim,” she whispered. “I’m your mom, and you’re my son. We both love each other. Isn’t that really all that matters?”
    As she spoke, her hand slipped further up, coming to a rest on his achingly hard cock right as she finished her sentence. Tim moaned and felt his hips slide up in reaction.
    “Oh yeah mom,” he whispered. “I… I love you.”
    “And I love you too, sweetie.” His mom began to rub his bulge slowly until the head of it had popped out of his boxers. “I love you and I want to take care of you in any way that I can.”
    “Oh god, mom.”
    “Shhhh, just relax.” Vanessa ran her thumb over her son’s cock, rubbing a couple of beads of pre-cum around as though she was buttering up a cooking pan. Slowly, with tenderness and love, she began to pump her hand up and down.
    This can’t be happening. We’re not in the shower… none of this makes any sense.
    “Just let it happen,” his mom whispered, as though reading his mind. “Let mommy take care of you, honey.”
    Tim felt her fingers looping into the waistband of his boxers as she began to pull them down. His cock popped free with an almost comical enthusiasm, and then he felt his mother drawing closer to him on the bed.
    “I’m going to show you just how much I love you, Tim,” said his mom. “Are you alright with that?”
    I want her to do it, even if it makes me feel ashamed and confused.
    Tim nodded.
    “…Yeah mom,” he said. “I want you to show me.”
    Tim watched as his mom brought her head down towards his crotch slowly, steadily. He couldn’t believe it, not right up to the moment when her lips touched the head of his cock and sent warm, wet pleasure coursing through his body, far beyond anything he’d ever experienced before.
    “Oh god!”
    Tim felt his mother rubbing one of his thighs softly, almost as though she was encouraging him to give deeper into the experience. He leaned back on the bed and felt her slowly begin to suck, only taking the tip of his prick into her mouth at the start.
    “Mmmmmm.” His mom let out a satisfied hum that reverberated through his