The Supplement Pt. 01 by WritingwhatIlike,WritingwhatIlike

His mom turned to look at him and ducked her head out of the water. “Come on in. We’ll sort this out after, don’t worry.”

Taking a deep breath, he stepped into the shower with his mom. It was big enough for the two of them without needing to be pressed together, but only one of them got sprayed at a time. For now it was his mother so Josh just watched as she slicked her wet hands up and down her body.

This was surreal.

When she turned away from him, Josh couldn’t help himself. He reached out a hand, gliding it over her wet back. She flinched but then relaxed into his touch. Her skin was so soft, so smooth. He ran his hand down to the dip of her waist and the swell of her hip. It was just natural to keep going until he reached her butt, gliding along the swell of her rear until he could cup her cheek.

His mom stopped moving, head down, just letting the water flow over her as he explored. Unable to resist, he stepped forward and reached around her torso. It wasn’t unlike any of the hugs he’d given her in his life, except they were naked. He lifted his palms until they contacted her tits and he cupped them, squeezing gently.

“Oh Josh,” his mom said, softly, at his touch. She leaned back into his chest, her butt grazing his dick, which was recovering. He tentatively pushed into her and she pushed back. Within moments he was fully hard again.

Hands still full of her tits, Josh kissed her neck as he kneaded and played, thumbs rolling over her nipples.

She sighed, and reached behind her, between them, to take his dick in hand. “You can’t fuck me,” she blurted out suddenly.

Josh didn’t know how to respond. It was such an unlikely thing for her to say, and for him to hear.

“Um, okay,” he managed, hard cock throbbing in her hand.

The mom Josh thought he knew was gone. In her place was a sexy goddess, full of curves and tits, in his arms, telling him he couldn’t fuck her. He sighed.

“Any other rules?” he asked, needing to say something.

She shook her head. “Just hold me.”

He did, taking full advantage of his access to her body, but avoiding her pussy. That felt a step too far, even given the last few minutes. At one point he felt her hand down there, rubbing away, until she gasped and convulsed in his arms, under the spray of the water. She turned around after, and pushed him back, giving her space to grab hold of his dick.

Seeing her like this, wet and sexy, mouth agape, the tip of her tongue poking out as she stroked his cock, Josh’s heart thumped in his chest. Mom or not, she was a vision of sex, far more attractive than any of his friends’ moms. Too bad he could never tell them.

She stepped close, intent on his dick, pulling him to her until his head was pressed against her belly button. Stroking him slowly, she swayed back and forth, letting her soft skin rub against his sensitive underside. It ramped his coil up to the max until he was spurting again, this time on her naked skin.

His mom cooed her satisfaction as he sprayed his man juice. She used her hand to aim, getting his second load of the day all over her tits, while her other hand massaging his spunk into her nipples. The smell of berries filled the steamy shower, and his mom cried out as she pulled at her rubbery nips.

When he finished coming, his mom stepped into him, hugging him close, squishing his dick and her breasts between them. He hugged back, and they stood there for a time, enjoying the closeness.

Questions started to swarm his brain, but he clamped down, not wanting this moment to be ruined.

“Okay, let’s wash up and get out before the water gets cold,” she said eventually, pulling away from him.

He nodded, and they put her words to action, washing his semen from their bodies. At one point Josh worked up his nerve and made to help her wash her pussy, but she batted his hand away, saying ‘bad’.

He was right, it was off-limits. An extension of the rule? Still feeling like he was coming out a massive winner, he went back to her tits, soaping them up.

She moaned at his touch, and said, “If you don’t stop that, we’re never getting out of here.”

Reluctantly, he let go of her long enough for her to rinse off and step out of the shower.

The process of drying off and going to their rooms to dress seemed to break the spell, as Josh felt an awkward pall fall over the house. Did he pursue her? Was it over? Did they talk about it? She’d mentioned questions earlier, but did she still want to ask?

Josh didn’t know what to do, so he went to the kitchen where his mom joined him, sitting at the table.

“Well,” she started. “That was unexpected.”

Josh nodded. “I’d say that was an understatement,” he said.

She giggled and leaned back in her chair. She was dressed in a blouse and slacks, a normal outfit for her as far back as Josh could remember, except now she was braless. The very recent memory of what she looked like naked flooded into Josh’s brain. He could see her notice where he was looking. “Where did that come from?” he asked.

“I don’t know how to explain it. I wasn’t always so…repressed, I guess you’d say. Before I met your father I was much freer with my attitudes and thoughts. Lately, the old me has returned, and I am liking it. A lot.

“Your dad has been neglecting certain husbandly duties, and so I’m also feeling the urge to express myself there as well. When I started to use the wonderful new body wash on the shower wall…,” she paused to give him a pointed stare. “…it was like nothing I’d ever felt. It made me feel like a million bucks. It made me want to feel good again.

“Which brings us to you. I’ve smelled semen before; it doesn’t smell like yours does, or feel like yours does. What is going on with you?”

There was nothing for Josh to do but come clean. He told her about the pills and what they’d done to his semen.

“Huh! That’s a new one,” she said when he’d finished. “There must be more than just the volume supplement in there, to have it affect me.”

“I guess so. I can stop taking them if you want.”

“But where would I get my supply of body wash?” she teased.

Josh flushed for probably the fifth time in as many minutes. This was all so weird. “You want me to keep doing it on the shower wall?”

He watched as his mom stood up from the chair and walked over to him. She hugged him, pulling him in close. Josh relaxed into the embrace after a bit, returning the hug.

“No, baby,” she murmured into his ear. “I want you to keep doing it on me.

Josh felt himself expand in his pants at her words, but it wasn’t just her words. It was everything. Her soft body pressed against his, her arms around him, her warm breath tickling his ear.

“Is that okay?” she asked, again in his ear.

Josh nodded, pulling his waist away from her. Despite what they’d done, he still felt awkward about being open about his attraction to her, especially in their kitchen.

She felt him retreat and held on. “I don’t mean to embarrass you, but are you reacting to me? Below?”

Josh nodded once, fire in his cheeks.

“Mmmmm. You have no idea how that makes me feel. It’s been so long since someone showed their appreciation for me. It’s a huge compliment, so instead of trying to hide it, why not make me aware of it?”

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