Mom's golden shower fun

CHAPTER FOUR

Bobby's body shook. He was still on his hands and knees above his mother's face. His balls were empty. Barbara continued to cling to his cock with her lips. The taste of his sugary come juice lingered in her mouth. Bobby was no longer trying to pull his cock out. She stroked the shaking cheeks of his ass, rubbing tenderly at his puckering asshole.

Bobby's head leaned to the floor, his breathing heavy as he recovered.

Barbara made soft cries of pleasure as her tongue licked slowly and tenderly at his softening cock. She held it loosely now, just in case he wanted to take it out. She made sure her tits were still exposed then turned her head to one side, his cock coming free and sliding on her cheek.

"Piss on me," she whimpered softly.

Bobby didn't hear; his breathing was too loud.

"Bobby, piss on me," she said louder.

Bobby lifted his head, looking down at her. Barbara had turned her face upward, her eyes still misty.

"Please, piss on me, Bobby," she said, pleading. "I want it, baby! Piss on me… piss on Mother!"

"I don't know if I can, Mother," he said.

"You can!" Barbara begged. "Please, I need you to piss on me! Please, Bobby, please!"

He moved back a bit, until he felt his mother's tits against his ass. He sat upright. Barbara stuffed one of her tits into the crack of his ass, feeling his asshole on her nipple. She writhed and arched up, trying to shove the nipple into his ass. His cock was resting on her neck. She stared up at his young face.

"Darling, please, piss on me!"

She lifted his cock and stared at the pisshole. "Let me see you piss, Bobby," she whispered urgently. "Let Mother watch you piss on me."

Bobby strained then gushed a small spurt of piss from his prick. There wasn't much force and it splashed upon his mother's chin.

"Oooooh, yes!" she squealed, feeling the hot piss run across her neck. "My tits, darling! Piss on Mother's tits!"

Bobby lifted himself, up and slid back onto her stomach. Barbara held his cock, aiming it at her tits. Bobby strained, and then began to piss with a strong stream.

"Ohhhhh, wonderful!" Barbara squealed, feeling her son's hot piss stinging on her nipples. "Piss on Mother's tits! Piss all over my fucking titties! It's so warm, so wet!"

Bobby giggled as he watched her tits being drenched by his piss. He felt his mother's body writhing in pleasure beneath him, and closed his thighs tightly at her waist. Barbara aimed his cock from one tit to the other, her expression showing a perverse ecstasy. Her tits were completely drenched by his hot piss, and she lifted his cock. The stream arced, splashing on her neck. Then she lifted it a bit more.

"Mother!" Bobby gasped.

"Mmmmm!" Barbara moaned as she made the hot piss splash over her lips, then to her nose.

Bobby suddenly laughed nervously, watching his piss splash into his mother's face. It thrilled him, but he didn't understand why his mother enjoyed it so much.

The stream slowed.

"Ohhhh, don't stop!" she squealed. But Bobby did stop. The carpet beneath her head was soaked, but she didn't mind at all. She ran her tongue over her piss-wet lips, grinning lewdly at her son. The taste of his piss sent a wild shiver through her. Her dress was wet where it was tucked underneath her tits.

There was a drop of golden piss clinging to the head of his cock. She pulled it to her mouth; flicked it away with the tip of her tongue; then pulled his prick into her mouth.

Turning him loose, she said in a soft voice: "I've got to clean up. I've got piss all over me."

"You really did like that, didn't you, Mother?"

"Mmmmm, I told you," she grinned as he stood up. "I told you I wanted you to piss on me." Standing in the middle of the room, Barbara pulled her wet dress from her body. Bobby looked at his mother's nakedness, seeing her swelling tits, her light brown nipples, the flatness of her stomach. He stared for a long time at the thick tangle of her cunt hair, then her long legs.

"Are you trying to eat me up with your eyes?" She smiled at him. "If you are, why don't you try using your mouth. You can eat me a lot better with your mouth, Bobby."

Bobby grinned. "Not with piss all over you, Mother."

"You never know, honey," she giggled, twisting her naked ass wickedly. "You never know what you like until you try it."

She turned, shaking her creamy ass at him teasingly, then went to the laundry room.

As she set the washing machine into motion, she smiled to herself. Seducing her son had been so easy, she thought. But then he was the right age to be seduced. Her cunt still tingled as she tasted his come juice and piss in her mouth. There was nothing she couldn't do with her son. She knew that now. He was so eager to fuck her, to be sucked by her she could get him to do anything. He hadn't balked when she wanted him to piss on her, and from his expression, had enjoyed its much as she did.

She didn't know how long she stood at the washing machine, thinking, feeling good. But when she started back to her son, she almost walked in on them naked.

Bobby and Cindy sat in the middle of the floor, facing each other, whispering. Cindy's legs were crossed, knees open. The skirt of her dress was high enough to show Barbara the tightness of her panties.

There was no way Barbara could get to her room without being seen. She didn't want to step out there naked and shock the little girl. But then she couldn't stay where she was, either.

She searched in the hamper and found a towel that just barely covered her. It would have to do, even if the swell of her tits were showing, the cheeks of her ass almost naked.

She stepped into the room.

Cindy looked up, her blue eyes widening for a moment. Barbara walked past them and felt their eyes turning to watch her. She knew her son would be pleased to see her ass showing, but she didn't know what Cindy's reaction would be. She was afraid to turn and look. If she had she would have seen a warm glow in the young girl's face, heat in those blue eyes that looked strange in one so young. She did hear, however, a low giggle.

She entered her room, dropping the towel to the floor. She found a pair of Levi's cut-offs and a t-shirt. She took them into the bathroom, then ran a tub of water. Climbing into it, she wondered if and when her son would try something with Cindy. Any girl that took pleasure in pissing in the open, with the possibility of being seen, had to be erotic, Barbara thought. A slight sound caused her to look up. Cindy stood is the doorway.

A tremor moved through Barbara as she looked at the lovely little girl. There was something in those blue eyes that made her keep quiet, something that told her Cindy was not as shy as she pretended to be.

Cindy was looking at Barbara's tits. Her eyes were shining, and the hard little lumps on her chest moved up and down as she breathed.

"Bobby said you liked to have your back washed," Cindy said, her voice very soft. Barbara nodded; the tension she felt not allowing her to speak.

Cindy came into the bathroom.

"I gotta pee first," she said, starting to lift her skirt. "Bobby said it was okay."

Barbara was amazed at Cindy's lack of modesty as she watched her hold her dress at her waist and slide her panties down with the other hand. She caught a quick flash of the sugary little slit before Cindy sat on the toilet. When her piss tinkled into the water, Cindy never once took her eyes from Barbara's shapely, swelling tits. Hearing the sound, Barbara felt a tremor of pleasure clutch at her cunt.

"You have beautiful tits," Cindy said, still without any sign of embarrassment. "I like the way they stand up, your nipples hard."

Finished, Cindy stood up. It seemed to Barbara that the little girl held her skirt up a very long time, her panties stretched at her thighs. She saw Cindy's cunt fully now. She saw the almost-white fuzz near her clit, and the tiny tip that was protruding. With slow motions, Cindy pulled her panties up then let her dress fall. She moved to the tub, sinking to her knees.

"I'll wash your back," she said softly.

With the first touch of the cloth, Barbara felt her cunt pulsate into a near orgasm. She knew Cindy wanted more than to wash her back. There was something she had missed seeing about the girl, something exciting.

After soaping Barbara's back, Cindy began to stroke her flesh lightly, her fingers feathery. Without asking, Cindy worked soap into the cloth and started to wash Barbara's tits. Barbara leaned back in the tub, watching with slitted eyes. Cindy spent a long time on her tits, feeling and squeezing more than washing. Barbara listened to the little girl's breathing increase as those small hands ran about her tits. The washcloth was no longer in use. Cindy was fondling her tits with her bare hands. Barbara let out a soft cry as the girl twisted and pulled at her nipples.

Still without speaking, Cindy leaned over, her pink tongue flicking from her mouth. As Cindy's tongue licked across a nipple, Barbara sighed, moving her hand along Cindy's arm.

A squeal came from Cindy, and she sucked one of Barbara's nipples into her mouth hungrily. She sucked at it as if it were a cock, her tongue licking, pulling, and stretching the nipple with tight lips. While she sucked at Barbara's nipples, Cindy moved a small hand underneath the water, sliding it along Barbara's shaking stomach. Barbara felt the fingers move through the thick strands of her cunt hair, then between her thighs. Cindy stroked Barbara's cunt lightly, but sucked on her nipple with wet greediness.

Barbara gasped as a small finger penetrated the hairy lips of her cunt. She opened her legs as wide as she could in the tub, feeling Cindy's finger slowly enter her cunt.

"Cindy," Barbara whispered hoarsely, breaking the silence. "Oh, Cindy!"

She pressed her hand over Cindy's hand, between her thighs. Cindy looked at Barbara with hot blue eyes.

Barbara couldn't resist the beauty, the eroticism of the young girl. She moved her hand down Cindy's back, over the sweet curve of her little ass, along the backs of her thighs. Reaching Cindy's knee, Barbara shoved her hand under the dress and felt upward, finding the girl's flesh very smooth. Her fingers touched the elastic of Cindy's panties.

Cindy, still gazing into Barbara's eyes, began to work her finger back and forth, finger fucking Barbara slowly. Barbara cupped the small cheeks of the girl's ass, squeezing them as Cindy began to moan in pleasure.

"You feel very good," Cindy whispered. "You feel real hot and wet here."

Barbara purred, working her fingers between the back at Cindy's thighs. She felt the crotch of the tight panties, finding them hot and wet. The wetness could be from her piss, but then it could be due to the juiciness of the young cunt. Either way, Barbara didn't mind. She ran her finger along the slit of Cindy's cunt. Cindy moaned, and twisted her ass back, her finger moving in and of Barbara's cunt faster. She dipped her face once again, sucking one of Barbara's rigid nipples deep into her mouth.

"Wanna come?" Cindy asked, her lips against Barbara's tingling tit. "Want me to make you come?"

Although the young voice had a tremor, Barbara didn't detect any shyness in it.

"God, Cindy!" Barbara groaned, lifting her hips high, her legs parted. She wiggled her hips, pumping on the penetrating finger. "Make me come, make me come!"

Cindy giggled, and her finger began to thrust faster, sometimes drawing to rub frantically at Barbara's clit. Although her erotic senses were roaring, Barbara knew this little girl had some experience, at least with a cunt. She cupped one pantied ass cheek, squeezing it hard, making Cindy writhe. She shoved a finger into the tight panties, slipping it between Cindy's thighs. Cindy opened her knees as she knelt there, shoving her small ass back. Barbara found the slit of Cindy's pussy hot and wet, but no hair along the lips. She rubbed the inflamed clit of the girl, then darted her finger into the tight wetness of her cunt. Cindy squealed, jerking her ass to and fro as Barbara finger fucked her.

Barbara began to twist her hips, churning the water. She gasped as the small finger plunged into her cunt, only to jerk out and rub hotly at her swollen clit, then back into her cunt again. Her own finger was slipping in and out of Cindy's pussy easily, the juices making it very slippery. Cindy's cunt was very tight on her finger, and when she attempted two fingers, she found it impassible. She drew her hand upward into the split of Cindy's ass. She poked lightly against the tight asshole, bringing a tight, hot whimper from Cindy.

Barbara's finger slipped into the girl's asshole.

Cindy, feeling Barbara's finger on her asshole, had shoved her ass back, just as Barbara was pressing. Barbara felt the tight asshole squeeze her finger, then Cindy was humping her ass back and forth, fucking on her finger. The girl sucked in frenzy at Barbara's tits, her little finger flying in and out of her hairy cunt faster and faster. The gasping heat of the girl's breath burned the flesh of her naked tits. Barbara felt Cindy shaking and jerking her ass, fucking onto her finger. Then an understanding came to her.

Somehow, somewhere, with someone, Cindy had been fucked in the asshole. And not just fucked, but loved it. No wonder she had not been able to get two fingers inside that tight cunt – -Cindy was still a virgin, at least in her pussy. But her asshole – it was tight, but obviously it had been fucked by either a cock or fingers often.

Cindy lifted her mouth from Barbara's tit. Her blue eyes were glazed with passion. Her ass kept jerking back and forth, fucking onto Barbara's finger.

"Ohhhh, do it, do it!" Cindy yelped. "It's good… so good! Do it to me! Oooooh, do it to me real deep!"

Barbara began plunging her finger into Cindy's gripping asshole each time that small ass jerked backwards. Cindy, all the time, finger fucked her cunt with a frenzy of motion.

"Oooooh, Cindy!" Barbara purred. "You're tight! You're so fucking tight!"

"Yes!" Cindy sobbed, ramming her finger into Barbara's cunt, pressing her hand hard. "Ohhhh, I'm gonna come! Do it harder to me! I like it real hard! Oooooh, I'm about to come!"

Barbara used her other hand to shove aside the tight panties, exposing a creamy little ass. She saw Cindy's asshole clutching her finger tightly, the flesh sinking inward, then sucking on her finger when she pulled it back. Cindy was boiling, sobbing and squealing with ecstasy.

"Oooooh, deep, deep!" Cindy cried out, shaking her ass wildly. "I'm gonna come! Oohhh fuck me there! Fuck me in my asshole!"

Barbara just as excited as Cindy, still heard the lewd words. Whoever had been fucking this beautiful little ass must have taught them to Cindy, she thought.

A vague thought came to her: where was Bobby?

But it faded quickly when she felt Cindy's asshole start squeezing her finger.

"Oooooh, yes, I'm coming!" Cindy wailed. "Fuck me up the ass! Fuck my asshole… keep me coming! Oooooh, so good!"

Barbara plunged her finger in and out of Cindy's asshole with a frenzy, watching the creamy sweetness shake and shudder. One of her fingers moved along the slit of the hairless cunt, and found it very juicy.

"Oh… ohhhh, I like it!" Cindy sobbed, a series of spasms shooting through her small body. "I wanna come and come! I don't wanna ever stop coming! Fuck my ass… fuck me up the ass!"

Barbara stayed with the little girl. Her finger drove relentlessly in and out of the tight ass. She was amazed at the easy way Cindy took her finger and delighted with the wiggles of that cute ass.

As the orgasms stilled, Barbara kept her finger inside Cindy's asshole. She watched a final shudder raise goose bumps on the creamy flesh. Leaning way over the rim of the tub, Barbara kissed the sweet cheeks of Cindy's ass and slowly pulled her finger free. She watched Cindy's asshole close and tighten as her finger came out. Again she kissed the smooth ass cheek, and on a sudden impulse, slipped her tongue into the crack, licking the pucker of Cindy's asshole. "Oooh, I like that!" Cindy gurgled, waggling her ass into Barbara's face. "Do it again!"

With a soft chuckle, Barbara ran the flat surface of her tongue up and down the sweet ass, twisting it at the tightness. She wasn't surprised as the tip of her tongue slipped into Cindy's asshole. It went in easily, bringing a sob of delight from the girl.

Slapping her hand on Cindy's ass lightly, Barbara said: "That's enough. I've got to get out of the tub before my skin is all wrinkled."

Cindy turned over and sat on the floor, leaning against the wall, her knees up. The crotch of her panties were exposed, caught on the pink lips of her pussy.

Barbara climbed from the water, taking a huge towel. Water streamed from her body. Cindy giggled, gazing at Barbara's cunt.

"Something funny?" Barbara asked, drying her tits.

"It looks like you're peeing," Cindy giggled. Water streamed from the hair of her cunt, running down her thighs to the floor.

"Does that excite you, Cindy?" Barbara asked in a soft voice. "Does it?"

"Oooh, yes!"

Barbara parted her legs.

Piss spewed from her cunt, splashing down on the floor. She dropped the towel and pulled the hairy lips of her cunt apart, shoving her hips forward. She pissed in a long golden arc, watching Cindy's face go through a series of changes, all of them erotic.