I'm in the tub with mom and there's a little hot water beneath us. At mom's end, it's only ankle deep. This is the first time I'm shaving someone other than myself and I like the feel of the foam as it covers her legs. The sensation of her stubble isn't bad, but it needs to be removed before it gets to that point.
The blade feels awkward in my hand as I start to remove the hairs and hope I get this right. She's been shaving me and it's only right that I return the favor to my love. It's difficult not to look up at her tits that are so close to my head and her damned fingers just can't stop caressing my hair.
I carefully swipe away the stubble and manage not to draw blood. Slowly I remove more cream and stubble is replaced with the smoothness we both enjoy. Most of her legs manage to get through without injury, but there's one part that's bleeding. It isn't bad, but I hate that I'm responsible for it. Mom doesn't seem to notice and I have managed to get most of her legs without another incident.
The washcloth washes away the foam and her legs look smooth to me. There's only that one spot and it'll stop bleeding soon enough. It isn't like neither of us have never been nicked before and it's her fault. Mom's fingers are making this too difficult and I dread where the razor will be placed next.
Mom sits on the edge of the bathtub and her legs are around my body. I insert a fresh blade and hesitate just a little. There's a slight tremble in my fingers and I wait for my hand to steady. The first of the foam is removed and pink appears very close to the edge of the line. So far, no sign of blood.
I continue the slow work of her pubic stubble and do enjoy just how smooth her skin looks. The only time I really notice mine is missing is when water runs over the area from the shower. It still feels weird, but I'm adjusting. It's what mom wants and I'm more than happy to give her anything she wants.
Another swipe and another incident blood free. That's enough, mom, you can stop any time. The last of the white is removed with a washcloth and I do enjoy inspecting my work. I can't see any sign of stubble, but there could be some there. There's only one way to be certain and I start to caress her flesh the same way she's caressing my hair.
My fingers move slowly down and her lips look amazing with her legs spread before me. Her pink clit is just barely visible above the folds and I decide I've felt enough of her smooth flesh. There's something else I want to feel and don't think mom will mind one bit.
I part her lips and stare at the pink that's revealed to me. We haven't been together like this for long and there's still things that are very new to me. I've seen her pussy spread before me, but never from this angle. This may not be my favorite, since that would require her to be on top with her legs spread over my face, but it comes pretty close.
There's no sign of her dark hole and I'm glad I don't have that distraction. I move my head forward and try to press my tongue against her hard clit, but my angles not quite right. Mom sighs as I reach it, but just barely. My head tilts at an odd angle and my pointed tongue presses solidly against my target. The taste is not the same, since there's no sweetness there at all. All I can taste is a hint of shaving cream and water, but I don't care enough to stop myself.
I start to circle her clit like she taught me and mom moans out her pleasure. Her fingers tighten a little as she pulls my mouth closer and I can feel my chin pressing a little inside of her wet opening. My tongue starts to move up and down as I want to change things up and the sounds coming from mom tells me she appreciates it a great deal.
She's starting to scream out as my tongue continues to work her hard clit and my neck is starting to get a bit stiff. Mom will definitely need to massage me later, but I know I can push through the discomfort. I feel her start to flow over my chin and drip down to the water beneath us.
I love the way she sounds in the bathroom, since her screams are echoing off of everything. My chin presses in a little more as my tongue works harder than it ever has. Her release feels slick against my flesh as she continues with her eruption and it makes me happy to know I'm responsible for bringing mom to this state.
Her grip is loosening and I move my mouth down. My head is at an even odder angle as I push through the discomfort and start to lick her clean. This tastes so much better than the hint of shaving cream. Mom tastes sweet as I leave nothing behind and she's breathing deeply above. Mom's fingers are starting to caress my hair once again as my tongue enters her pink hole.
Mom's hands are reaching down and pushing my back a little. I want to go back, but I know that look in her green eyes very well. My lips press to hers and I can still feel the shock from her soft lips. Her tongue presses into my mouth and she's searching out all that she can find. My eyes close as I lose myself completely to my love.
We are lovers and that's the best way to describe how we feel for each other. Our embrace is the embrace of lovers and our being related doesn't matter to either of us. I do like the way it sound when she refers to me as her daughter, but even without those words, I wouldn't love her any less. If I started calling her Mona, I know nothing would change at all.
There's no denying there's something I find exciting that we are closely related, but how could I not be excited about doing something with mom that's illegal in most parts of the world. If we love each other, then that should be all that matters. How can they say people of the same sex should have the right to be together as long as they love each other and not say the same about incest?
Our lips part and I'm getting out of the bathtub. There's going to be no drying ourselves off and the covers will need to be dried again. This isn't the first time our wet bodies have laid on our bed and it won't be the last. However, we aren't all that wet and might be able to forgo the need to launder anything. The longer we wait, the better everything smells and serves as a wonderful reminder that we are sleeping together.
