Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Out Of Control:(Incest/Taboo)>Ep36

Christine responded by grabbing her son's biceps. Mother and son both moaned and sank into something close

to an embrace. Christine's nipples scratched at her son's chest. Austin's cock bounced against his mother's

thigh.

This is still fine, Austin told himself. | bet right now there are hundreds of mothers and sons hugging each other

way tighter than we are now. Mom's got this. I've got this.

"Austin," Christine said, her face looking almost pained.

Austin jumped back "Fuck, Mom, I'm sorry I..."

"No, it's OK. It's just, well, | was going to use the bathroom before | got in the shower but then that woman was

there and so | really need to pee. | mean, not bad like before -- thank God -- but still."

Austin smiled at his mother warmly while she rambled. He really wasn't used to seeing her act this way. He was

used to his mother being so tough, almost gruff. It was like watching Batman becRobin right before his

eyes. Or, to be gender accurate, Batwoman turning into Batgirl. Did that even make sense? Austin wasn't too

caught up on his comics lore.

"It's fine, Mom," Austin said, "There's a stall. Just step out and pee and cback in."

"What if that woman is out there?" Christine asked.

"In the men's room?" Austin asked.

"I'm here," Christine said.

Austin stood under the vent by the side wall. It was quieter than before. The other woman had stopped singing,

but he was pretty sure he could still hear her moving around.

"What if someone else is with her?" Christine asked, "That woman's boyfriend or husband. And he comes in here

and sees me, naked, in the men's room."

"You could get dressed again," Austin said.

"That's exactly my point," Christine said, "I'm so wet and warm in here and | don't want to have to go dripping all

over the bathroom, or my clean clothes, just to take a piss when there's a perfectly good drain in here." "Oh,"

Austin said.

"OK?"

"Yes," Austin said, "It's fine. Of course. I'll just turn around, so | don't..."

"Ahhhhhhhhhh, that feels so much better," Christine said. She was already peeing. A long, thin stream of urine

shot out of her pussy, arcing slightly, running down over the grating.

And just like that, any pretense of restraint was simply washed away.

Like blood rushing into once-frozen limbs, Austin's sexual self roared back to life. His dick stiffened. His balls

began to ache. He stood back, afraid of what could cfrom simply moving. "Fuck that's hot," Austin said. He

didn't think about saying it, but the words dropped out anyway.

"It's just a... natural. Biologic process," Christine said as her pee dripped down to a dribble. "Nothing to get... All

worked up about."

"Not at all," Austin said. He stepped forward slightly. His mother bit her lip and another, fuller gush of piss burst

out of her. Austin felt it hit his leg, warm. He shifted again, slightly. His mom did, as well, so that now her pussy

was spurting right on her son's turgid cock.

Christine smiled, shyly. "Fuck that's hot," she said.

"Very," Austin agreed.

Christine's piss trickled off and she giggled -- a strange shy sound Austin didn't think his mother was capable of

making. She stood up very straight, almost military, and gestured at her son.

Austin understood at once. He was so hard, even if he did have to go, he wasn't sure anything would cout.

But he ground down, and, from shidden reserve, a long strong stream of urine shot out of his dick. Austin hit

his mother right in the stomach. All over her tiny breasts. Soaked her blonde snatch. Christine gasped and

shuddered, her eyes even crossed slightly, as her son bathed her in his pee.

Austin's stream subsided but his erection stayed strong. Maybe even, impossibly, harder than before. Christine

looked down at herself, dripping, then over at her son again.

"Well that was prodigious," she said, smirking, "I guess Mommy brings the volout of you, huh?"

Austin didn't know what to say. Was

his mother being flirty? After all this, it

might seem hard to believe that

Austin was still conf To abautThis

reper enides bi he was.

Hadn't she been the one to talk about

self-control? To speak to mental

strength and physical fortitude? And

yet with every action, Christine

seemed to be ripping that armor off

till nothing was left but pink, naked,

body. Exposed and raw. Ready. The

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Christine cup closer to her son.

The water, again, spilled over her. She

tossed her head thrqugh the Spray,

ther rede bit and touched

Austin's arm. Squeezed the muscle. It

was meant to be reassuring, but it

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"It's OK," Christine told him, cryptically, "But I think I'm going to need scleaning off after all that."

Well, that cleared away any remaining mystery.

Austin didn't pause. He reached back

and grabbed the bar of soap he'd

brought. He held it up, triumphant,

For a momen, pe prised Sndbeheld

the sion ot beauty and sexuality

that he was about to slather.

Christine stood there and stared at

her son, arms tucked neatly behind

her back. Like ready to face the firing

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