“Napping at your age! You’ll be an old man in no time,” she teased, hoping to distract from the fact she felt naked in her thin shirt..
“Ha, ha.” He looked her up and down, and said, “Why are you showering now?”
“Oh, I just felt gross, I wanted to, um, freshen up. Chinese tonight?”
“No Dad again, eh?”
“No,” she said, a wave of sadness ruining her high from the shower. Powering through it, she said, “Do you want to try out that new show you mentioned?”
“Yeah, sure. I’m feeling like a quiet night is a good thing.”
“Okay, I’ll order and give you a shout when it’s here,” she said, with a smile.
As Josh turned to leave, he suddenly stopped and walked over to her. “You didn’t get your hug,” he said, arms open.
She hugged him briefly, hyper-aware of her breasts pushing into his chest. When they separated she quickly turned and hurried away. Despite the shock of running into him, Josh hadn’t otherwise made her feel like she shouldn’t be dressed as she was. She smiled as she walked to order dinner.
***
Josh retreated to his room and sat at his desk, still amazed at how much his orgasm had taken out of him. He loved how much he had shot, but knew the short break had helped. He didn’t want to take a break each time, he liked doing it daily.
He searched around a bit to see if anyone had ever hurt themselves from coming too much – in incognito mode – but didn’t find anything. Feeling good about his performance but thinking there was more to come, he waited in his room until he heard his mom call out for him to join her at dinner
Once again, he focused on making sure her mind was off of his dad’s absence, and on being happy and having fun. Thankfully, it wasn’t an issue this time as she seemed to be in a good mood as soon as the show started. Unfortunately, the show was CW quality, and he wasn’t sure he’d watch any more of it, but if it kept his mom happy he’d put up with it.
There was one thing that helped him get through the crappy show even more than his mom’s happiness. She wasn’t wearing a bra. At first, he tried to ignore it, but eventually it became too obvious to ignore. Her tits jiggled in her shirt with each movement and even more when she laughed. They were also much bigger than he had ever suspected. They weren’t ‘implant’ huge, but they were a damn sight more impressive than he’d suspected. With tits like hers, she might jump up to the number two spot in the rankings. He wasn’t even sure why she wore a bra; they didn’t need the support.
When the show ended, he gave his mom a hug goodnight, trying his best not to think of the lovely pillows pressed against his chest.
In bed, he felt like jerking off, maybe with some mental images from the evening as inspiration, but decided to hold off. Despite having come hours ago, he could still feel the after-effects in a warm glow centered at his dick. Sleep came quickly.
The next day was pill three, and at school, Josh was distracted easily. When he’d woken up, his dick had been quite sensitive, and now each shift in position in his underwear sent a flicker of pleasure to his brain. He managed to get through the day without calling attention to the fact he was staring at all the girls and even some of the teachers, but it was close.
Racing home after school, Josh stripped down in his room and fell onto his bed, hand already wrapped around his dick as it strained for the ceiling. Just as he could feel his dick readying to expel the load in his balls, he remembered the amount he’d painted the shower wall the day before and decided it would be a good place to test his load each day. He sprang up to trot down the hall and stepped into the stall.
His hardon hadn’t flagged at all, and it only took two more pumps of his cock before he was shooting at the wall. Blast after blast, coating the tiles in his man juice, he was sure it was more than the previous day.
Half of his brain was proud he was getting results, while the other half just wallowed in the high of his coming. He stroked the last of his cum out, noticing once again the scintillating scent filling the air. It was a curious side effect, he thought.
Josh had never tasted his semen and had never been tempted, but now found himself staring at the white cream on his hand, wondering if the smell matched the taste. With a half laugh, he stepped out of the shower and rinsed his hand under the tap. Tasting his own cum!
Feeling great, he headed back to his room. The shower was a great place to jerk off, and if he was quick, he’d be able to finish before his mom came home. As if summoned, he heard the front door open and close, so he darted the rest of the way and got to his room undetected, heart beating at the close call.
“I’m home,” came his mom’s call.
He popped his door open and called back, “I’ll be out in a bit!” He hoped she wouldn’t wonder what he was up to.
“Don’t rush, I’m just going to jump in the shower,” he heard her say as she walked by his room.
Josh slumped in relief and went to put his clothes on. The window of opportunity wasn’t going to last long, as he knew his mom was changing shifts again and would insist on running him to school each day and picking him up after.
***
Jean’s day had been uneventful, but still memorable. The mysterious body wash had done a number on her senses, as she’d spent the day hyper-aware of her clothing brushing against her skin. The tingling had finally faded the night before when she went to bed, but even today the memory was still there. Plus she kept catching the scent of it throughout the day as if she was wearing it as perfume.
That prompted her to decide to shower after work, to try and remove the rest of it, because the smell was keeping her at a low-level simmer of arousal. Coupled with the sensitivity, she’d even been tempted to rub herself in the washroom during work hours. Talk about unprofessional.
Grabbing a change of clothes for after her shower, Jean went to the bathroom and stripped out of her conservative work outfit. After spending the previous evening unencumbered, putting the restrictive bra back on this morning had been a real downer.
Once the water was hot enough, Jean stepped in, and immediately the berry smell – was it strawberry? – hit her senses, stronger than ever. Her nipples reacted, trying to find the source themselves, extending from her tit-flesh. An ache formed in her belly, fire spreading to her loins. After one day of using the wash, she was reacting like this?
Not one to pass up a good come, she went to grab the wash bottle but stopped when she saw the wall. It was covered in the wash! Josh! Why was he so messy? When she saw how much there was, she decided to save the stuff in the bottle and use what was on the wall instead.
She dragged her hand through the splashes and streams running down the slick tiles and spread the white substance over her chest. The same tingling lightning hit her nipples, and her pussy clenched again. Going back for more, she used both hands to gather up more wash and spread it over her body, sighing loudly as each new wave of tension built in her pussy. The tingle was back, even stronger, and the smell was once again spiking in her brain.