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Incest/Taboo Mom's Huge Boobs Ch. 01
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Being a middle child, it sometimes felt like I got lost in the shuffle for not being the oldest or youngest. However, I did have one thing that was bigger and better than my brothers. Not sure I thought it was such a good thing until the summer after I turned 18.
My older brother, Stan, who was two years older was away at college and my younger brother, Ray, was just finishing his freshman year in high school. For me, Robby, I was finishing my senior year in high school and looking forward to moving away to go to college. Just not sure where yet.
Those thoughts changed. After that summer, I wanted to then stay at home and go to the local community college. Let me explain why..
I grew up in a very conservative family where there was certainly no "I love you's" or any signs of affection. Sex was not something anyone talked about, especially with my parents. My father worked at a bank and was 8 years older than my mom. They married when she was 19 and had my brother 2 years later. I was born two years after that.
A little about mom. My mom was what you called "very well endowed." She had big boobs before kids, but having three so close together certainly turned them into huge monster fun bags. You would need two hands just to handle one of them. Not sure where she bought her bras to contain them. That, of course, is not something we would ever talk about.
They also got a lot of attention from my friends who liked to talk about my mom and her huge boobs a lot. I would kind of laugh the comments off and pretend like they bothered me, but was also very happy and proud that my mom was thought of in such a good light and as a MILF.
I was always a pretty skinny kid growing up and just started to fill in when I was 18 and boy did I fill in. Along with the rest of my body, my cock grew from a skinny little thing into 7 inches when hanging down in front of my massive set of balls and 9 inches when it stood at attention when hard which seemed to be a lot.
Maybe I owed my size to my mom who had no problem with size obviously.
At that age, masturbation become a lifestyle and a couple times a day activity for me and often with the thoughts of my mom's boobs swinging in my face and having my hard cock rubbing between them as I stroked my big hard cock.
I would shoot a big load of cum in the air and then feel guilty for having such thoughts about my mom. Those feelings sure passed quickly the next time I saw them or was stoking my cock again.
Her boobs became a little bit of an obsession for me and caused me to stare at her chest more than I probably should of. I just always hoped she didn't notice, but as time passed, I kept hoping more and more that she did notice me staring and wonder what she was thinking.
Things changed between my mom and me that Spring when she accidently walked into my room to gather laundry while I was changing and was only wearing my tighty whities. I remember that look of embarrassment on her face as she stared at my massive bulge.
"Sorry for walking in while you were changing, Robby. I thought you were already downstairs."
"No problem, mom. I was just getting dressed for school."
She didn't remove her eyes from my crotch as she turned red and apologized as she turned to leave. She did turn for one last look before leaving with a small smile on her face. I will never forget that smile.
I can sure tell you that the masturbation session that followed that event was one for the record books as I shot my load so high in the air that it almost hit the ceiling.
My goal from that point on was to both see those massive boobs naked and also to see whether mom's stares where from curiosity or whether she liked what she saw. Maybe she had never seen one that big and dad wasn't this blessed. I was also guessing their sex live was nothing to brag about. He was almost 50 while she was still in her prime in her early 40's.
I tried to be sneaky about things, like I would try to catch her (accidently of course) coming out of the bathroom after a shower. She always wore a robe, but would not always be very closed around her boobs. I would then try to ask her stupid questions about meaningless stuff as tried to catch a glimpse. I think she knew what I was doing, but was never sure.
The second part of the plan was to have mom see me in as many tight shorts or pants that showed off my cock as I could. She would make comments about how my clothes were too tight and to change, but she would always take a long look at my crotch before speaking.
This continued for a few weeks, but nothing more than that was happening. I tried to up the ante and throw more caution to the wind to make sure she got a good look at my cock.
My plan was to have her walk in my room again, but this time, have no clothes on. I didn't want her to freak out too much, so I just had a t shirt on and pretended to listen to music in my head phones.
The anticipation was killing me as I tried not to get a full hard on, especially when I heard the knock on the door. I pretended not to be able to hear because of the fake music in my ears as I stood by the window.
Thinking I was not in there, my mom walked in seeing me in nothing but a t shirt and a semi-hard now 8 inch cock as I pretended to stare out the window.
"Robby!!!, Oh my goodness, I knocked and you didn't say anything," she stammered...
"It's ok mom, I was listening to music," I replied making no effort to cover myself.
"Can you bring your dirty clothes downstairs when you come down?" She was turning red, but made no effort to look away from my dick as she backed out the door.
Mission accomplished I felt as my hand naturally went to my now hard cock and started stroking it long and hard as the thoughts of what just happened went through my head.
My mom apologized when I did come downstairs, but I made sure that she knew that I thought it was no big deal and she didn't need to apologize. It was just an accident. Yes, an accident that I hoped was tattooed in her brain now.
It was now time to see where things went from here and let me tell you, it went to a really good place.
The next day when she was coming out of the bathroom after a shower, I was there. This time she made no effort to close her robe and I made no effort to try and hide my growing cock. We both stood there looking at each other with smiles on our faces. I couldn't take my eyes off her hanging breasts and she couldn't remove her eyes from the buldge in my shorts.
The question now was where was this going to go from here. Would I be able to finally get my hands and hopefully my mouth on those glorious mounds of flesh and what was her intentions with the biggest cock she had ever seen?
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Put all that cock in her pussy, teach her how to suck cock, swallow that load, and at last , open that ass up with all that cock
My mom's black. Whenever i see her, i imagine her with no clothes on. I've seen her boobs a couple of times, and that gets me hard. She complains at my baggy trousers, and how my dick is too visible. She has perky nipples, and huge ass. I walked into her room purposely while she was dressing. I then felt up her shirt, and cupped her juicy breasts. I felt don her tight panties, into her pussy. It was wet. She was squirting. I pulled my pants down and inserted it into her juicy pussy. I started fucking. Hard and wet. Sperm flying everywhere. I didn't stop. Her orgasm was unforgettable. I finally came into her pussy.
My wife has a great body for her age. Our son's friends are always around swimming and having a good time. Connie told me she has seen most of them with hard on when she joins them. Connie like seeing their young hard cocks and put on a show for them. She let . her tits fall out just to see who get hard first. She takes a few in to help her. She has sucked a few and how she thinks about fucking a few.
My mom has an amazing set of boobs that I just want to suck all the time :(
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Incest/Taboo Mother's Brand New Tits
A new life and body proves a distraction for Alison's son.
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Alison's nerves were on edge when she knocked on Aiden's bedroom door. The fit, raven-haired thirty-nine year old was afraid this was possibly the worst idea she ever had, but she couldn't help feeling excited either. It was a feeling she'd experienced more over the last few weeks and months than any other time in her life.
"Come in, Mom," Aiden called through the door.
There was no one else in the huge house they'd been living in for the past year. It was Charles' house, Alison's second husband, a much older and richer man than Aiden's father. It had been the boy's father who decided to leave Alison for a much younger blonde. Alison's reaction was Charles, a man who was twenty-two years older. With such a large gap between them, Alison reasoned that her new husband would always see her as young and sexy. It was primarily a marriage of convenience, not to mention a need for some stability, and she was okay with that. She and her son's father had loved each other in the beginning, but it had all come crashing down with a vengeance. She liked Charles. She respected him. In the end, she decided love was the last thing anyone should expect from marriage. And she was okay with that, too. She knew her son would always love her enough for a dozen husbands.
Alison slowly opened Aiden's door and went in cautiously. The eighteen year old was lying on his bed in a T shirt and briefs. He was doing something on his tablet, but his mother pulled his attention away from the device the moment she stepped in his room. She was wearing an extremely short and tight cocktail dress that was also daringly low cut for showing off her amazingly firm, shapely tits. The boy also had a keen appreciation for his mother's tight ass and legs, especially since she'd been working out like never before after getting married to Charles. Even so, Alison's tits were her newest and most striking feature, and her son's rapt attention was all the proof she needed.
Acutely aware of her son's stare, Alison locked the door behind her despite expecting an empty house for a few more hours. She went over to his bed and sat on the edge, crossing her legs. The short hem of her dress rode up nearly to her ass, exposing all of her deeply tanned thighs. Aiden's eyes drifted over his mother's legs slowly, but eventually returned to the full swells of titflesh spilling over the top of her dress.
"Baby, I think we need to talk," she said, heaving a sigh to brace herself. She felt her pulse flutter at the sight of the bulge in her son's briefs. Even soft, it was so impressive for such a young man.
"Sure, Mom, whatever," he replied, his eyes darting up to hers for a brief moment before settling back on her tits.
Ever since she got her new boobs, Alison had taken to wearing outfits that showed them off. She knew Charles expected it after investing so much money in them. She never expected her son to become practically obsessed with them, though, and now she was showing more of them around Aiden than she'd ever attempted before. And the boy was spellbound.
"You do love Mommy like always, right, son?" she began. The way she'd rehearsed this conversation in her mind a couple of hundred times didn't seem to matter now. She had no idea what to say next.
"Of course, Mom," Aiden said without hesitating. "It's just you and me forever, right?"
Despite spending a couple of weekends a month with his father and his new wife, Aiden was always just as angry with the man over leaving his mother as Alison. It was also no secret that Aiden never saw Charles as anything but his mother's wealthy, much older husband. The two had never connected, which didn't seem to faze either one of them. Their new life with Charles was just as much a matter of convenience for Aiden as it was for his mother.
"Of course, baby. Forever," Alison replied. "But, umm, I don't know how to say this, but I can't help feeling like something's changed."
"No way," Aiden insisted. "If anything, Mom, I love you even more since Dad decided to be an asshole."
"Baby, you know how I don't like you using language like about your father. Even if it's true."
Mother and son both laughed briefly. Alison was relieved to feel the tension only she was feeling ease up a little.
Alison spent a long moment hesitating. She started and stopped saying the next thing at least three times before she took a deep breath and finally let it out.
"Sure, sure, baby," she said. "Except, well, lately...you've been really different around me."
Alison drew a deep sigh, purposely pushing out her tits while she watched the way it drew Aiden's eyes straight to the spot. Her nipples felt hot and tingly under the boy's attentive gaze.
"I'm afraid it's true, sweetie," she went on. "Ever since...," she took a long pause and practically held her breath, but seeing her son's eyes constantly going back to her tits kept her going. "Ever since Charles bought me my new tits you hardly ever look me in the eye anymore."
Aiden blushed fire engine red. "Mom, that's ridiculous."
"I'm afraid not, baby. I mean, obviously, Mommy's tits are much bigger than before, and really it's okay. It's natural for a young man like you to be interested, even if I am your mother. I mean, tits are tits, right? But I got this idea how we can help you relax more around your mom's new body."
Aiden looked at her curiously. Alison gave him a smile to try to lighten the mood.
"I was thinking," she continued, "that if I just show them to you and let you have a better look then maybe it will help you get used to them more. Maybe you won't be so, um, obsessed with Mommy's tits."
"Geeze, Mom, I'm not obsessed with your, uhh, tits. That would be really weird."
"Baby, you've barely taken your eyes off them ever since I get 'em. You wouldn't pass up a chance to see them naked, would you?"
Aiden was looking at his mother's face now, checking to see if she was being serious. "I guess I wouldn't, Mom. I mean, they are really nice."
Alison smiled triumphantly. Before giving herself a chance to change her mind, she slowly reached for the top of her dress and pushed the plunging neckline down lower, allowing her plump, round tits to fall out in the open. She watched her son's eyes nearly pop while she toyed with her nipples, which were quick to swell and thicken. The surgeon had told her it was common for a woman's nipples to be extra sensitive after surgery, but that they'd eventually go back to normal. So far, months later, they were still extra sensitive, but Alison wasn't about to complain.
"You like them, baby?" she asked, knowing the answer but just wanting to hear him admit it.
"They're amazing, Mom," he sighed. "They're...they're...perfect."
Alison cupped the hefty orbs in her hands and played with them, squeezing and fondling them while Aiden stared in awe. His mother couldn't help feeling both excited and proud.
"I know you probably want to touch them, too, but we shouldn't do that. I'm your mother, and besides, I'm only supposed to let Charles feel them. He did pay for them, after all."
Alison was in no hurry to cover her tits, though. She couldn't deny how much she loved exposing them to her beautiful son. And now he was even giving her an unexpected reward as the bulge at the crotch of his briefs steadily grew into a very impressive looking hard on.
"Yeah, I guess," Aiden said, his cock still expanding and stretching against his briefs while he gazed openly at his mother's bare tits. "I bet they feel even better than they look, though."
"You don't mind just looking, though, do you, honey?" his mother smiled.
Aiden shook his head without taking his eyes off his mom. Alison giggled briefly, her hands still plumping and playing with her beautifully sculpted boobs.
"I'm really happy you like 'em, baby," she said, hoping to sound coy, but she was staring right at her son's enormously swollen cock bulge. It didn't matter that it was the youngest dick she'd seen in years, it was still the biggest. Even under his briefs, Alison could tell her son's cock was much bigger than Charles', and even bigger than his father's. And then, even though they were in a locked room inside a big, otherwise empty house, Alison's voice dropped to a little more than a whisper. "You can take it out and jerk it if you want, baby. Maybe that'll help relieve this obsession you've been having."
"Geeze, Mom, I'm not obsessed with your boobs," he insisted. But his hand was already moving to pull his briefs down. Alison played with her nipples and couldn't contain a soft gasp as she saw her son's beautiful, hard cock spring free of his underwear. He got his briefs down to his feet and then kicked them away. Then he lay back again and wrapped his hand around his big, long shaft and slowly stroked himself without the slightest hesitation. If anything, Alison couldn't help noticing her son even seemed eager to show off his impressive cock.
Alison's nipples felt hot with sensation as she rolled them with her fingers and stared at her son's hand going up and down his rod. It was so big it almost looked out of proportion with his slender body. He wasn't especially hairy to begin with, but his mother was quick to note that his cock and balls were thoroughly shaved. Her equally smooth pussy was aching more and more deeply. If she thought she was going to help her son deal with his obsession with her new tits, she had no idea how she was going to deal with being obsessed with his cock. She cursed the fact that Aiden was her son because she wanted to feel that luscious dick pushing deep inside her.
Yet Alison had never cheated on either of her husbands. And she wasn't about to start now. Certainly not with her own son. But looking wasn't the same as cheating. No one was gett
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