Apparently it isn’t really smart to drink a six-pack of beer immediately before going to bed. I jumped out of bed and ran for the bathroom. Had I been a little more awake I would have had my eyes open fully and noticed that the bathroom was already occupied. As it was I had fished my throbbing cock out of my boxer briefs before I even opened the door in my rush to relieve my swollen bladder. I ran into the bathroom knowing instinctively where the toilet was since it was the only one in the house and let fly before I realized that my mother was already sitting on the toilet. I pissed on her.

I not only pissed on her but I managed to piss directly in her face since she had her nose buried in a book and it took her a second to realize what had happened. She looked up as the first drops hit her and her mouth instinctively fell open allowing some of my piss inside before pushing me back and yelling at me. She asked me, "Just what the fuck do you think you are doing?" as she pushed me back and away from her.

I freaked out at the situation and pleaded, "Oh shit, mom. I’m so sorry. I didn’t know you were in here and I had to pee so bad it wasn’t funny. I am so sorry." I stood there still holding my cock in my hand, still pointed directly at her. Somehow I had managed to stem the flow so that just a single drop was hanging from the head threatening to fall in the floor.

She surprised me when she said, very nonchalantly, "Give me a sec to get my panties up and you can finish." She stood up, the top of her head only coming up to the middle of my chest, and then bent over to pull her panties up. As she stood back up I caught a quick peek down her shirt at her massive tits only to notice that she wasn’t wearing a bra. I couldn’t help but stare and she noticed. She simply smiled up at me and said, "Well, I’ve seen yours and you’ve seen mine. We’re even." With that she turned and walked out of the bathroom leaving me standing there holding my still hard dick and wondering what the hell just happened.

I finished up in the bathroom and as I was coming out I noticed my mom standing in the hallway wearing her robe. "I need a shower," she said with a smile as she squeezed between me and the doorframe, her tits brushing across my stomach. "I seem to have gotten a little something in my hair that I need to wash out."

I ran back into my room and started stroking my cock that had yet to go down this morning thinking of what had just happened in the bathroom. Within minutes I was shooting cum halfway across my room. Once my cock had deflated I threw on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt and went out to the kitchen to make some breakfast. I was sitting at the table eating a bowl of cereal and I heard the water shut off in the bathroom telling me that mom was going to be coming out in a few minutes. I was still a little freaked out about what had happened that I put my bowl in the sink, slipped my sandals on and headed out the door. I didn’t even bother to tell my mom that I was leaving.

For a couple of hours I just wandered around town looking at the displays in the windows and trying to figure out a way to undo whatever damage I may have done by pissing in my mom’s face. I felt even more guilty about the fact that I had jerked off to the sight immediately afterward. I had seen people on the Internet pissing on each other and thought that it was gross and yet I had shot my most massive load of cum earlier after pissing on my mom. I don’t know if it was the pissing on her that turned me on or the fact that I got to see her tits, if even for a split second, after the fact. I was secretly hoping that it was seeing her tits. The idea of intentionally pissing on someone still grossed me out, however, the growing bulge in my shorts told me that it probably wasn’t seeing her tits that turned me on so much.

I finally made it back home only to find my mom standing at the stove cooking something that smelled delicious. I tried to play it like nothing had ever happened so I walked up and gave her a kiss on the cheek and said, "I don’t know what it is but I am going to want seconds." She playfully swatted my hand with her spoon as I reached into the pot.

"It’s your grandpa’s Mulligan stew recipe. He finally gave it to me and I wanted to try it out and see if I could make it as good as he can."

"If it tastes half as good as it smells, I think it is going to be great."

"Well, thank you dear. It will be ready in time for dinner."

I headed to my room and closed the door before firing up my computer. I was curious about the whole peeing on people thing and decided to do some research. It turns out that it is called water sports. Who knew? Apparently some people really get off being pissed on, men and women. It still seemed a little strange to me.

After a few hours of mom doing her thing and me jerking of at least twice to on-line porn she called me for dinner. Her version of my grand-pa’s stew was as good as his and I told her so. She smiled at the compliment but I could tell that something was weighing on her mind so I asked, "What’s wrong mom?"

She seemed to be surprised by the question but quickly said, "Nothing. Why?"

"Well, you just seemed to be deep in thought over there and you aren’t saying very much."

"Oh, I’m just thinking about all the stuff I have to do at work tomorrow. I’ve got a big presentation coming up and I have a lot to do to get ready for it."

I let it go because I had an idea about what was on her mind but I was hesitant to bring it up. I finished dinner and helped her clean up before telling her that I had some stuff to do and retreated to my room for the evening.

I got to my room and surfed the web and checked my e-mail and basically sat around trying to figure out how to talk to my mom about pissing in her face this morning. Now that’s not a subject they prepare you to talk to your parents about, even in college. I gave up after a couple of hours and decided to hit the sack. Moments after my head hit the pillow I was out.

Sometime in the middle of the night I was awakened be the light from the hallway spilling across my bed. I looked up through sleep filled eyes and noticed my mother standing at the door just looking at me. She wasn’t moving, just leaning on the doorframe watching me.

"Mom? What time is it?"

"Sorry honey. I didn’t mean to wake you. I was just watching you sleep. You looked so peaceful. I haven’t done this since you were a baby. It’s late. Go back to sleep and I will see you in the morning."

"Okay." I rolled over and fell back to sleep immediately.

The next morning mom was in the kitchen having a cup of coffee before she went to work. I came in and gave her a kiss on the cheek and told her, "Good morning sunshine."
She smiled and asked me what my plans for the day were.

"Probably just hang around the house. I might cut the grass if I get bored."

"Well, just make sure you drink plenty of water. It’s going to be hot today and I don’t want you getting dehydrated."

"I’ll drink gallons mom, just for you." I could have sworn I saw a smile creep across her face for a split second when I said that.

She abruptly stood up and gave me a hug. I could feel her giant tits pressing into my shirtless body and I could have sworn her nipples were poking me. She gave me a kiss on the cheek that seemed to last a little longer than it should have and she said before turning to leave, "You do that."

As she walked toward the door I thought I noticed a little more sway to her hip than normal, like she knew that I would be looking at her sculptured ass in her tight little skirt. My cock definitely noticed it and as soon as the door had closed I was running to my room to stroke my rapidly growing cock.

I just knew that I was going to hell for jacking off thinking about my mother but I couldn’t help it. She was hot and I wasn’t even going to try to deny that she wasn’t.

That evening as she came in the house I was sitting on the couch watching some cooking show that had beer featured as their secret ingredient. She walked in taking off extraneous clothing as she did. Her shoes barely made it in the door; her jacket just did make it to the couch, and the clip that was holding her beautiful hair up went flying across the room somewhere before she fell back on the couch beside me.

"Fuck me!" What? Did I just hear my mother say, Fuck me? What the hell was going on around here?

"My boss is an asshole. He let me work on the god damn project for two months only to pull me off of it just as I nearly had it finished and gave it to that little bitch that I know he is fucking but have no way of proving it so that she could be the one to get the credit for it. Fuck me!"
Okay, that was a statement, not an offer. I felt relieved. Pissed at her boss, but relieved that she wasn’t talking to me.

"Honey," she said looking at me with her version of puppy dog eyes, "Would you fix me a very stiff drink. Bourbon and Coke, hold the Coke."

"Sure mom." I got up and fixed her drink and when I returned she wasn’t on the couch. I sat her drink on the coffee table and could hear movement upstairs.

She came down the stairs wearing a white tank top that did nothing to hide what nature had gifted her with and a short pair of sleeping shorts with loose legs. She grabbed her drink and took a sip as she sat back down on the couch and propped her feet up on the table like she always did after a long day at work.

‘We’re having pizza tonight," she said, taking another sip of her drink. "I just don’t feel like cooking."

We sat there watching the cooking show and sipping our drinks, I had decided to join her on the Bourbon and Coke, hold the Coke, when I got up to freshen her drink. A few minutes later the pizza arrived and I got up to get it. I paid the driver and when I came back into the living room I noticed that my mom had freshened our drinks again and that she had mysteriously lost her bra, not that I was complaining mind you, it was simply an observation.

We sat in silence eating our pizza in silence when she asked me what I was dreading, "Honey, do you want to talk about yesterday morning?"

I had to be honest with her so I said, "Not really, but I figure we are going to have to at some point. Mom, I am so sorry that happened. I was still half asleep and didn’t see you. I swear." I was beginning to get a little quiver to my voice because I was scared that she was going to be mad at me. Instead she said nothing and got up to refill our drinks once again. I have to admit, I can drink a lot of beer and still function, but Bourbon fucks me up quick like. I already had a buzz and could tell I was closer to being good and drunk than I was sober. That being said, her next comment really threw me for loop.

"Honey, would you be grossed out and think I am a freak if I told you that I like it."

Holy shit! My mom was into water sports. I couldn’t believe it. I didn’t say anything at first, even though I could feel my cock growing rapidly in my shorts. "No mom, I wouldn’t think you were a freak. Grossed out, no. Freaked out a little bit, yeah, probably."

I could tell that she wanted to tell me something so I just sat there sipping my drink and chewing on another bite of pizza when she spoke again.

"What I am about to tell you goes no farther than this room, you hear me?"

Even being slightly drunk I could her the seriousness in her tone and agreed immediately.

"When I was younger my neighbor Ellen had an older brother. He was good looking and I had a crush on him. One night when I was sleeping over I told her that I would love to see what he has in his pants since he always seemed to have such a big bulge and she then proceeded to tell me how we could see if I really wanted too and he would never know.

Apparently when he was working in the garage he would drink beer and instead of coming all the way into the house he would pee in a certain bush behind the garage. She convinced me that if we hid in the bush, the next time he went to pee in it we could see his pecker, her words not mine. Well the very next night I slept over again since it was a Saturday and sure enough after dinner he went out to the garage to work on that old truck of his. About an hour later we heard him leave and Ellen told me that he was going to go buy more beer.

So, we snuck out of the house and went around behind the garage to the bush that he liked to pee in. Sure enough, we sat there for about an hour before we heard him coming. He pulled his cock out as he walked up to the bush and I could help but stare. He was HUGE, like," she blushed right here, "you. Anyway, my mouth was hanging open and I didn’t move in time and he started peeing on me. He didn’t know we were there and we knew that if we made a sound that we would get in trouble and I would never be allowed back over to her house again. He must have peed on me for a good thirty seconds.

I was mortified. Here I was, hiding in a bush, in my pajamas no less, looking at the largest cock I had ever seen and it was peeing on me. I couldn’t scream, I couldn’t move, I had no choice but to sit there and take it. When he finished we got out of there as fast and as quietly as we could. Seeing as we were both covered in piss we immediately took a shower, in our pajamas and washed them in there. We snuck them in the dryer and had them back on the next morning at breakfast. Later that day I was back at home in my room I started thinking about the night before. As I pictured his huge cock sticking out of his pants I started to rub myself. I was getting closer and closer to orgasm but just never could quite get there. The very moment I thought about him peeing on me I squirted I orgasmed so hard. I think I even passed out for a few minutes. It was then and there that I knew I had to go back and do it again.

A few nights later when I knew that Ellen had gone to her grandma’s house for the weekend I went back to hide in the bush again. This time I wore a thin t-shirt that your uncle had outgrown and a pair of shorts that I could get my hand into easily. I sat in the bush for four hours as he came out to unknowingly pee on me and had a massive orgasm every time he did. After that, every chance I got I would go sit in that bush at night and play with myself to several orgasms as he peed on me."

I didn’t know what to say. I took another sip of my drink. The fact the my own mother was sitting here beside me in next to nothing and telling me that she liked to get pissed on was having an obvious effect on my manhood and there was no way I could hide it since there were no pillows nearby. I surprised myself with the next thing that came out of y mouth. "Mom, would you like me to piss on you?"

Her reaction was priceless. She sat upright and clenched her legs together and had an orgasm right then. She pushed her chest out, her magnificent tits straining against the thin fabric and her nipples and areolas clearly visible. Her whole body was trembling and she was biting her bottom lip to keep from screaming.

It had to have been the alcohol giving me courage, because as she was coming down I stood up, my hard cock proudly on display and offered her my hand. Without saying a word I led her to the bathroom where I held her hand and directed her into the tub. She stepped in and to my surprise instantly stripped off what little clothing she still had on. Her hand went directly to her perfectly bald pussy and began rubbing her clit like a woman possessed. Her other hand began mauling her left tit and pulling at the nipple so hard I thought she might pull it off. She squatted down and looked up at me with a yearning in her eyes that was indescribable. I have never seen anyone want something so bad in my life. It was almost if she didn’t want it but needed it.

I took hold of my cock that was steel hard and began to try to piss on her. It wasn’t working. She seemed to since my frustration and did something that I never in my wildest dream thought she would do. She leaned forward and shoved her mouth completely down on my cock. My balls were on her chin and eleven and a half hard inches of cock were in her mouth and down her throat. I couldn’t believe it. I had a few blowjobs before and most girls could only get the head and a couple inches in their mouth and she swallowed it like a Tic-Tac.

Her tongue swirled around the shaft as she brought her head back up, licking under the tip where it was most sensitive. The feelings that were running through my body told me that at this rate I was going to blow and blow fast. I told her that I was about to cum and I think she took that to mean suck harder. I don’t know how she did it, and really don’t fucking care, but she managed to suck the entire thing down her throat again and sucked the entire length as she pulled her head back once again. As she got to the head she sucked even harder and I felt the first blast erupt out of the head. She never batted an eye. She just kept sucking and removed her hand from her tit long enough to stroke what wasn’t in her mouth ensuring that she got every last drop of my seed.

My knees nearly buckled as she let my rapidly softening monster out of her mouth. She never said a word just sat back against the wall and continued to rub her pussy. Her thighs were coated in her juices and her fingers were steadily rubbing her engorged clit. After all the drinks we had I could tell that my bladder was ready to let go so I grabbed my now soft dick and aimed it at my mothers face. At first it was just a dribble but all of a sudden the floodgates opened and a powerful stream arched right into her face and open mouth. When the first drop hit her tongue she began to have a massive orgasm. I had heard about squirters but had never met one until now. Her cum sprayed out of her like my piss was coming out of me. Her orgasm lasted a few second longer than my piss did and when she was done she just reached up and turned the shower on.

She washed herself off and got out of the shower, my eyes having never left the sight of her naked body. By the time she stepped out of the shower I was hard again and she was still silent. She reached past the towel and grabbed my manhood. She gave it a couple of quick strokes before she turned and leaned over the counter. Without any hesitation she guided my cock into her dripping pussy and, sensing a little reluctance on my part, pushed back. She impaled her self on my cock in one swift move and began fucking me. Whatever reservations I had about fucking my own mother disappeared as she began slamming her wet pussy back onto my cock.

I quickly got into the swing of things and reached around and got a handful of those wonderful tits and began slamming into her as hard as I could. She began to moan and the harder I fucked her the louder she got. Getting braver, I let go of a tit and grabbed a handful of her black hair and pulled her head back.

"You like that?" I whispered in her ear as I pounded her dripping cunt.

"Ungh…ungh…yes. God yes! Fuck me! Fuck me! God damn it, fuck me! Punish my pussy!"
That did it. Hearing my mother talk like that sent me over the edge and I blasted another load into her steaming pussy. While I was pumping the last bit I had in me I reached around and pinched her clit and that did her in again.

"FUUUUUUUUCK MEEEEEEEEE!" Her entire body stiffened as she sprayed cum all over the both of us. She fell onto the counter completely spent and I staggered back, my cock pulling out of her pussy with an audible plop, and fell against the wall.
After a few minutes she got herself up off the counter and turned to me. She then leaned in and kissed me full on the mouth, with tongue and all and said, "I know this may seem a little strange, and I am sorry, but I needed that. If you have no objections I am going to go to bed now, I’m tired. Can I wake you up in the morning before I get my shower so that you can give me one of your own?"

I didn’t know what else to say after I had pissed on her and watched her have a massive squirting orgasm and then fucked me on the bathroom counter so I simply said what most any guy would have said in a similar situation, "Sure."

The next morning, true to her word my mother walked into my room buck-naked and woke me up. My cock was already standing at attention because I really had to piss. She simply stepped aside and watched as I crawled out of bed. As soon as my feet hit the floor she turned around and headed for the bathroom. Slowly I followed her and saw that she was already squatting naked in the tub rubbing her already wet pussy. I stepped into the tub with her and aimed my hard on directly at her face. It took a few seconds but then I felt my bladder release and a golden stream of warm piss began to cascade over her upturned face. She quickly opened her mouth and as soon as I aimed my stream into it she began to cum uncontrollably. She squirted nearly as much as I pissed.

As soon as I was done she wrapped her lips around the head of my cock and began to suck it wildly. Her right hand was stroking what she didn’t have in her mouth and it only took a few minutes before I felt that familiar tingling in my balls.

"I’m going to cum if you don’t stop," I told her. That only seemed to encourage her further. She promptly swallowed my entire cock and as her nose met my pelvis I erupted. Her hand never stopped strumming her cunt and she erupted as well, her cum spraying all over the place from between her fingers.

When she finally came down from her second orgasm of the morning she looked up at me and smiled. "I haven’t been this happy in years. Thank you sweetheart."

With that she turned on the shower and began to get ready for work. That night after she got home I told her that I had a treat for her. She looked a little surprised as I handed her a small t-shirt that was obviously a size too small for her and a loose fitting pair of sleep shorts like she wore that night in the living room. I stood there and watched her change in the middle of the living room and she never said a word. When she was done I took her by the hand and led her out to the back yard. When I pointed towards the corner of the garage and she spied the enormous bush that I had planted she began to cry softly.

"What’s wrong?" I asked her, thinking that I did something wrong.

"Nothing sweetheart. I just never thought that you would go through so much trouble to make your mother this happy."

"I want you to be happy mom. Besides, we both get something out of this."
She looked at me for a moment before I continued.

"I get to help you relive your fantasies from your youth and I get to fuck the best looking woman in the neighborhood. Now if you’ll excuse me, I really have to pee."

She just smiled at me and took off running for the bush, her hand already in her shorts by the time she got there.

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