Boobs and Boners

“Morning slugger.” Linda said as she passed her son in the hallway.

She looked like a 39 year old Katy Perry, but with a shapelier figure
and enormous breasts.

Linda had just come from the bathroom…a tiny white towel draped around
her voluptuous body.

Bobby’s eyes followed the sway of her meaty buttocks…barley covered as
she pranced into her bedroom.

Drawn like a magnet he moved to her doorway…just in time to see the
towel fall to the floor.

Spotting her son in the doorway Linda put her hands on her hips…her
big bobbling pear-shaped breasts ballooning outward. She fed him a look
that was stern but not angry.

“Bobby!” She whispered in a cute little mommy-tone, glancing towards the
master bath where her husband could be heard preparing for work.

Giving her son a silent scold, yet with a hint of a smile Linda closed
the bedroom door.

Oh the poor baby…he must be crazy horny…sneaking up on me like that.
Damn though, if his father had come out of the bathroom and caught him
gazing at my nudity we would have both had some explaining to do. It’s not
that I have a problem with Bobby seeing me naked…it’s just that…well, I
don’t think my husband would quite understand. Linda thought.

Bobby retreated to his room. Like most 18 year olds, he was fascinated
with the bodies of middle-aged women. It didn’t help that his mom was
being so free with her figure around him lately. Since he had turned 18 it
seemed like every time he turned around she was half-naked. He rubbed the
newly formed bulge under his short.

Holy shit, Mom has the biggest tits I’ve ever seen. Just like the girls
in those Juggs magazines. This is the second time now I’ve seen her like
this and once again she didn’t really seem all that mad at me.

A little while later he heard his parents coming out of the master
suite. His dad continued downstairs but Linda stepped into Bobby’s bedroom.

“This room is a disaster, mister. I certainly hope you plan on cleaning
today.” She said.

Bobby took a second to answer as his eyes traveled up and down his mom’s
body. Her long shapely legs were crowned by a short polyester mini-skirt
and her big breasts were packed inside a thin cashmere sweater.

“Yeah, uh…I’ll clean it tonight.” Bobby muttered.

“Oh and I’m washing my delicates today. I’m gonna need all my panties
back in my hamper before you leave okay, sweetie.” She said.

“Panties?” Bobby asked.

Linda stepped over to his bed and pulled a pair of her black sheer
bikini panties out from under his pillow.

“Yes, panties.” She said with a little smile.

A stream of fresh cock-cream began to run from the panties down her
forearm.

“Bobby.” She said, again not angrily and with a hint of amusement.

“Sorry mom.” Bobby giggled.

“No you’re not.” She said teasingly.

Bobby watched as she tried her best to wipe her arm.

Oh my God this semen is still warm…and there’s so much of it. Surely
this can’t be from one orgasm, can it? She thought.

“Some girls would just lick it up and swallow it.” He joked.

“Yeah, well I’m not “some girl,” I’m your mother and I certainly don’t
need the taste of your sperm on my tongue when I kiss your father goodbye
this morning.” She said.

“You look really nice today by the way.” Bobby said.

Linda gazed down at the enormous erection forming a tent in her son’s
shorts.

“Yeah, I can tell… Thank you.” She smiled, her gleaming white teeth
peeking through her pouty pink lips.

“You’re welcome.” He said.

Holy wow, mom’s really staring at it. How cool is this? He thought.

“Does that thing ever go down?” She teased, like a flustered teen.

“Not when you’re around. Wanna see something cool?” He asked.

“Ooookaaay.” She said, giving him an odd look.

Bobby flexed his boner, making it rise even higher under his shorts.
His brick hard erection strained against the fabric, pushing it way out.

Linda’s eyes widened. She felt the lips of her clam tighten and her
large areola begin to harden. She tore her eyes from the bulge and found
her son watching her reaction.

“Show off.” She teased.

So this is why all the moms I know are trying to get an eighteen year
old between their legs. I can’t believe how my pussy just reacted to that.
It’s like a jolt of electricity just shot through it. Linda thought.

“Will you sit on my lap…like you did the other morning?” Bobby asked.

“Oh sweetie, not this morning. I have to start on breakfast.” She said.

“Please…just a few minutes.” Bobby begged.

She glanced down at the throbbing protrusion, then down the hallway to
make sure her husband was downstairs.

“One minute and that’s it for this morning…okay?” She said.

“Fine.” Bobby said as he sat down on his desk chair.

Linda came over and sat down sideways on his lap. She felt his raging
hard-on slip to the side and the thick shaft sunk down in between her meaty
cheeks.

Bobby let out a little sigh and Linda giggled as she brushed his hair
back with her long nails.

“You are so damn cute.” She smiled, liking the way the lengthy dong felt
tucked down into her soft butt-cleavage.

I sit on my husbands lap all the time and yet it never feels anything
like this. Why? Is my son really that well endowed? Jesus, it feels like
I have a fat Italian sausage tucked inside the entire length of my
butt-crack. She thought.

“Can you do that thing that you did the other day?” Bobby asked
politely.

“That thing? Oh, you mean this?” She said, squeezing her cheeks of her
buttocks together and smothering his rod.

“Oh-h-h yeah.” His voice quivered.

As Linda turned slightly towards him with her arm on his shoulder Bobby
could stare straight into the swell of her enormous breasts. He could tell
through the sweater where the edges of her bra were and could see the
bulging breast meat oozing out the top. She quickly flexed her chest
muscles, making her tits ripple beneath her sweater.

“You’re not the only show-off in this house.” She smiled.

She pulled him forward and lay his head on her soft breasts. With her
arms now around him she gently rocked and once again squeezed her pillowy
cheeks hard around his girthy erection. She felt it push back…flexing up
against her warm crevice.

I can’t believe my husband is downstairs waiting for his breakfast and
here I am giving our son’s big boner teasing little butt- hugs. To make
matters worse I keep feeling these little rushes of wicked excitement surge
though me….from the pit of my stomach all the way down to my cute little
bare feet. What does it mean? She wondered.

“Oh and that reminds me…I don’t mind you coming in for a visit when
I’m getting dressed. Just make sure your father’s downstairs
first…okay.” Linda said.

“Okay.” Bobby smiled.

The big busted mom smiled lovingly as she felt Bobby’s body let out an
excited quiver.

“There.” She said, jumping off him.

“Feel better?” She smiled.

“Yeah, I could do that all day.” He said.

“Somehow I don’t doubt that.” Linda said, glancing down at the teenaged
cock-bulge.

“You might wanna change your shorts before you come downstairs.” She
said, with a little smile.

Bobby looked down and noticed a big wet pre-cum stain which had soaked
through his shorts.

“Guess I got a little excited.” He said.

“Ya think?” Linda giggled.

She turned for the door…finding another pair of her panties hanging
from the inside door handle.

“Bobby.” She said, almost playfully, as she grabbed them.

“Sorry, mom…I’ll put the rest of them in your hamper.” He said.

“Thank you…and after you change make sure you get that monster under
control before you come downstairs.” She said, giving his cock another
half-smiling glance.

My son popped a boner for me. That’s so cute! My little panty
thief…hehe. I could be upset, but why? He’s a teenage boy doing normal
teenaged things. Don’t all boys use their mother’s panties? He must have
some sort of ritual after he digs them out of my hamper. He probably
smells them…savoring the strong pungent aroma of my clean shaven
mommy-muffin. He may even turn them inside out and suck on the crotch. I
can picture his cute little eyes rolling back as he tastes the bitter
sweetness…a result of my daily trickle of pussy butter. How good that
silk must feel against the glands of his penis. No wonder he fills them
with such heavy loads. She thought.

Before dropping them in her hamper Linda held the pair of soaked panties
with two fingers. Long strings of semen dropped towards the basket and she
caught one with her fingers. Curiously, she brought the gob of cock-juice
up to her nose and smelt. Then, without hesitation, she scraped it onto
her tongue.

Thick and sweet…just what I’d expect from a boy his age. Wow Linda,
you do realize you just tasted the milk from your own son’s balls…that
squirted out the tip of his penis probably no more than an hour ago.
There’s those wicked butterflies again. Well, he tasted me…fair’s fair.
Shit, where’s the mouthwash? She thought.

At the breakfast table Bobby could hardly focus. His eyes couldn’t help
but follow his mom around the kitchen.

First there were those long bronze legs, which looked so strong…yet
baby soft. Her sexy bare feet had squatty little toes with nails that were
painted a delicate pale-pink.

Every few minutes as Linda reached up into a cupboard she would rest her
weight on the toes of one foot, arching her heel and flexing her legs. The
blood rushed back into Bobby’s penis.

What must it be like to have legs like that wrapped around you? What
must it be like to see them thrown back into a huge spread eagle…with
those beautiful bare feet flexed as they point in opposite directions? He
thought.

Then…there were her tits. Soft squishy mountainous delights that
always seemed to be shifting or bobbling as she moved about. They were a
feast for the young boys eyes.

With her husband sitting next to her Linda gave her son a cute little
wink as if knowing exactly what was wandering through his dirty little
mind.

My poor sweetie. All hot for his mommy. She grinned.

Bobby could hardly concentrate at school that day. He kept reliving the
mornings events in his mind…his mom turning towards him, placing her
hands on her soft hips…her dangling breasts, still glistening from the
shower, doing a gentle teeter back and forth.

“Bobby.” Her cute little voice whispered.

Again, the scene unfolded…mom turning…breasts rocking…placing her
hands on her wide birthing hips.

“Bobby.” Came the whisper.

Bobby froze the image in his mind…taking it all in. Her pretty
face…hair still wet and slicked back from the shower. Dangling boobs
with cute little stretch marks from their weight being pulled towards her
tummy. Huge thick rubbery areola…dotted with milk glands and nipples
that were made for sucking. Then there was her mons pubis… the crowned
jewel of all motherhood… covered only by a tiny well groomed patch of
thin pubic fuzz. The little nub underneath…marking the entrance to her
inner sanctum.

Bobby’s cock felt like it was going to slice through his shorts. He
could feel his mom’s butt cheeks closing in around it…smothering it’s
girth.

“Show off.” He heard her say.

Mom looked so sexy standing near my door…staring down at my big dick.
Her eyes widening…her mouth peeking open. It was a look I had never seen
before. I was impressing her. My own sexy mom! Bobby thought.

“Show off.” She said teasingly….like a nervous young girl who wanted
so badly to get her hands on it.

Often times Bobby’s mind would drift up into a cloud where his young
naked body was laying on top of his beautiful big busted mother. Her arms
encircled him…her long painted nails clawing at his back. Slowly, her
strong silky smooth legs slithered up around him until her heels rested
against his ass…holding him against her. Then they would began to
rise…like a female spider carrying it’s clutched prey towards her web in
the clouds….ready to fucking devour him. Linda would grasp his rod and
feed the engorged knob into the mouth of her gaping twat.

And as they disappearing into the cloud Bobby’s shaft would sink down
inside his mother’s soft secret hole…all the way to the balls. Just
before they disappeared completely his clutching mom would begin to gentle
swing them. Back and forth they rocked…a suspended heap of writhing
flesh.

Suddenly Bobby was jarred back to reality by the sound of the bell. The
teacher, Mrs. Jacobs, was at the front of the class, feeding him a dirty
stare as the other kids scattered.

“Having difficulties concentrating today are we?” She asked.

“Sorry.” Bobby answered, walking awkwardly out of the classroom.

“Hello.” Linda said into her cell as she stood in the laundry room
folding clothes.

“Hi mom.” Bobby said.

“Hey slugger, what are you up to?” She asked.

“Oh…not much. Just on break between classes.” He said.

“Everything ok?” She asked.

“Yeah, um…I Just…wanted to call and say hi.” He said.

“How sweet…I miss you.” She smiled, folding one of her sexy lacy bras.

“I miss you too. Um, could I ask a favor mom? Could you send me a
picture?” He asked.

“A picture of me?” She smiled..

“Yeah…um, I just thought it would be cool to have a picture of you on
my phone to look at…and to show my friends” He explained.

“Aww, what a sweetheart.” She said.

“So you will?” He asked.

Send him something sexy Linda. The poor boy is suffering with
horniness. But how? I can’t have him showing his friends a picture like
that. Wait, I know what I’ll do…

“Tell you what…how bout I send you two pictures. One for you to show
your friends…and one just for you.” She said.

“Okay.” Bobby smiled.

“Give me a few minutes.” She said.

“Thanks mom.” He said.

“Bye sweetie.” She said.

Okay, where should I take these? My bedroom would probably be the best
place. But no wait…what about his bedroom? Perfect! She thought.

Linda walked upstairs to her son’s bedroom. It was still messy and
unorganized.

That boy! Okay, one for his friends first. Something a little sexy,
but not too sexy. Don’t need any nasty phone calls from any of the
neighborhood moms.

Bobby waited anxiously in the bathroom stall. The bell went off and he
realized he was late for class, but he didn’t care.

Seconds later he got a picture text on his phone and opened it. It was
a full body shot of his mom, standing in his bedroom. Still in her skirt
and sweater Linda was leaning slightly against his dresser in a cute little
pose, with one long tan leg forward, slightly bent at the knee…her toes
squatting against the floor and her heel arched up. There was a cute
innocent little mommy-smile on her face.

Below the picture was written: “FOR YOUR FRIENDS”

WOW! Those legs…and the way she has her foot kicked up like that.
Holy shit! Her tits…oh my God look at the way she’s pushing them out.
Oh shit my cock is throbbing! Bobby thought.

Linda looked around the room as she thought about her next picture.

Okay, now one for my baby. Should I be naked? Oh Linda this is sooo
wicked. Damn there’s those butterflies again. I know, I’ll lay on his bed
naked, but not completely exposed. I have to leave something to his
imagination. She thought.

A few minutes later a second picture arrived. Bobby’s heart was
pounding in his chest with excitement as he pulled at his cock through his
shorts with his free hand. The picture opened and Linda was laying on
Bobby’s bed on her tummy…completely naked. Propped up on her elbow with
her chin resting against her palm, she smiled lovingly at the camera, her
big naked breasts bulging out as they lay squashed like soft dough between
her and the mattress. In the background Bobby could see the swell of her
meaty buttocks. Her legs were kicked up playfully and her sexy tan feet
were flexed, toes pointing upward.

Below this picture was written: “FOR YOU ONLY.”

OH MY GOD-DAMN!!! He goaned.

Bobby groaned a second time…his hands shaking as he about blew his
nuts.

Holy shit, mom’s totally naked and laying on my bed! I wanna stay and
stoke off but I’m already gonna be in deep shit for being late to class.
He thought.

Bobby could hardly stop gawking at the picture the entire day. Even at
home in his room he had a difficult time focusing on his homework as he
found himself rubbing his cock through his shorts as he gazed at the sexy
picture on his phone. He didn’t hear his mom as she entered his doorway.

“Aren’t you suppose to be working on that math homework young man.” She
asked almost playfully.

“Yeah, it’s just about done mom.” He said, blushing as he threw his
phone aside.

“Wanna take a break for a bit?” She asked.

“Why?” He asked.

“Well…I wanna get my bath before your father gets home. Thought maybe
you might wanna come in a keep me company.” She said.

“Really?” Bobby asked, his heart pounding.

“Unless you’d rather stay focused on your math.” She said teasingly.

“Hell no.” Bobby smiled.

“Come on.” Linda giggled.

This is a dream! This has to be a dream. There’s no way mom would let
me watch her bathe. I’m gonna wake up any second…I just know it. He
thought.

Like an excited puppy-dog Bobby followed his mom into her room. Linda
strode over and closed the bedroom shades as Bobby stood there awkwardly
waiting, the click of her high-heeled sandals and the hypnotic sway of his
mother’s buttocks captured his attention.

Oh my God I can’t believe I’m about to let my son watch me take a bath.
Are you sure Linda? Are you sure you wanna do this? Nudity is perfectly
natural. This has nothing to do with his big penis…absolutely nothing.
Just act normal…as if he’s watching you bake cookies. Yeah, that’s
it…this is no big deal.

“You’re father and I are going out tonight. Want me to order you some
pizza or something sweetie?” She asked.

“Sure, that sounds good.” He said.

As his mom went into the master bathroom Bobby followed her inside.
After turning on the water in the tub Linda went back over, closed the
bathroom door behind them and locked it.

“How’s Brian doing? I heard he’s been really sick.” Linda asked.

Bobby’s heart was racing so fast he could hardly answer.

“Uh…getting better I guess.” He muttered as he sat on the bathroom
floor and leaned back against the wall.

“How long’s he been out of school now?” She asked as she slipped her
little feet from the sandals and began to unbutton her sweater.

“Two weeks so far.” Bobby said, watching the bra-clad breasts emerge
from the parting top.

I should be waking up by now. Jesus, her bra is barely holding them.
Look at all that fucking breast-meat just oozing out the top. That bra is
sooo sexy. All that delicate white lace…mom is sooo feminine.

“Poor thing.” Linda said, peeling the sweater off.

“Who?” Bobby asked.

“Your friend Brian.” She said.

“Oh yeah…it must suck being that sick.” He answered.

Bobby’s cock to begin to tent in his shorts.

Linda unzipped her skirt and it fell to the floor. She heard Bobby let
out a soft gasp as he saw that she was wearing a skimpy pair of low-cut
bikini-panties. She reached back and unclasped her bra.

“I don’t want you going over there until he’s completely better…in
case whatever he has is contagious.” She said, slipping the bra-straps off
her shoulders.

“Okay.” Bobby said, watching her slide the cups from her breasts.

As her pendulous tits sprung free they just sort of flopped down against
her tummy and bobbled slightly back and forth. Bobby gazed at the large
pink caps, which were dotted with milk glands.

HOLY FUCKING SHIT! He thought.

After setting her bra down near the sink Linda slid her thumbs under the
hem of her panties and began to slide them down her long tan legs.

For the second time that day Bobby stared straight at his own mother’s
cute little mons pubis. It was covered only by a very thin triangle of
dark pubic fuzz and below it he could clearly see her cleft of venus.

Stepping out of her panties, Linda leaned over and picked them up off
the floor, her big drooping mommy-boobs wobbling with her every move.
Cocking one leg out in front of her, bent slightly at the knee, with her
sexy foot arched, her cute little toes squatting against the floor, Linda
fed her son a naughty smile.

Oh lord, look at his eyes. Look at him stare at me…taking it all in.
I can’t believe I’m being such a cock tease…and for my very own son.
Linda thought.

Using the elastic hem of her panties she shot them towards Bobby like a
rubber band, making them land on his bulging lap.

“You might as well have those…you’ll be fishing them out of my laundry
hamper anyway.” She grinned.

“Thanks.” Bobby smiled.

As soon as Linda turned towards the bath Bobby lifted the panties to his
nose. The pungent aroma was so strong his head spun.

They’re STILL warm and damp! HOLY FUCK! He thought, his head spinning.

He breathed them in deep…the overpowering tang filing his lungs. He
couldn’t help but let out an audible moan.

“They smell that good huh?” Linda giggled, without turning around.

She poured some bubble bath in the tub as her son marveled at the cheeks
of her full heart-shaped buttocks. He could see the baby-smooth meat of
her genitals…the spongy double doors extending out from her pubis. The
gates of heaven.

This is too much. I’m gonna cum in my fucking shorts before mom even
gets in the tub. Bobby thought.

Linda stepped into the water, her butt cheeks rippling. She looked back
at her son..

“Come sit by the tub.” She said.

Bobby stood up and his big dick stuck out like a divining rod under his
short. He made no attempt to hide it as he walked over to the side of the
tube.

Linda was now on her knees in the water, sitting on her heels facing her
son. She got a quirky little grin as she saw his pecker pointing at her,
only a few feet away.

“Uh-oh…it’s that long necked monster again.” She said.

Oh my God…just how long must that neck be? It’s like some of the dick
I fucked back in college. Oh I was so bad back then. She thought.

Bobby just stood there for a minute. He liked the way she was looking
at it.

“Well I can’t help it…you ARE naked mom.” Bobby said.

“Look at how far your shorts are tenting out. Are you sure you don’t
have a baseball bat under there?” She said, staring at the impressive
bulge.

“Nope, it’s all me.” He smiled proudly.

“I know I like to call you slugger, but if you keep popping boners like
that I may have to start calling you my Louisville slugger.” She giggled.

Bobby stood there and watched as his mom took the shower sprayer and
began to soak her big tits. She arched her neck back spraying her face and
wetting her hair. The way she thrust her breasts made Bobby’s dick jump.

“I saw that. Showing off again huh?” She teased.

“No…that was a reaction. If I was showing off I’d do this.” He said,
flexing his pecker and making it spring upward, rising well about his belly
button.

Linda felt her inner and outer lips quiver excitedly as they swelled
with blood. Her cervix seemed to shift downward as she gazed at the dreamy
erection…her eyes nice and wide.

Oh my God I’ve never reacted to something that way. It’s like his
bulbous head just split my twat and my pussy was reacting as if in
preparation to accommodate all that long thick meat. Stop it Linda…just
stop it. This is ridiculous! She thought.

“Wow, that’s amazing. You have one of the strongest erections I think
I’ve ever seen.” She exclaimed.

“It’s your fault. Looking at you makes it this way.” He smiled.

“Well, nice to know that my thirty-nine year old body can get that sort
of reaction from a handsome eighteen year old…especially considering he’s
my son. Guess that makes me a MILF huh?” She smiled.

“Well, you’re definitely a mom I’d like to…” Bobby started, then
stopped himself, realizing what he was about to say.

“A mom you’d like to what…FFFFUUUCK?” She asked with a quirky little
grin.

Oh my God-damn Linda I can’t believe you just said that! She thought.

Bobby heart skipped a beat as he heard the magic word spout from her
mouth. He couldn’t help but blush a little.

No, this can’t be real…but why haven’t I woken up yet. Mom just said
fuck…I’ve never heard her say fuck before. How the hell do I respond to
something like that. What the hell…honestly I guess. He thought.

“I wouldn’t mind.” He said.

She looked back at his big pecker as it bobbed up and down under his
shorts.

“Clearly.” She smiled.

Bobby knelt down and watched as his mom lather herself with body-wash.
After washing her hair she drained the water from the tub and stood up to
dry herself. Bobby remained on the floor looking up in sick fascination at
his own mom’s voluptuous nudity.

“Sweetie will you hand me my shea-butter.” She said, wrapping the towel
around her wet hair.

Linda stepped from the tub as Bobby fetched her lotion. His big
flagpole bobbed up and down as he brought it to her.

“Thank you slugger.” She said.

Linda stepped over and sat down on the toilet. Bobby followed and sat
on the floor directly across from her.

She squirted a big gob of lotion into her hands and set the bottle
aside.

“Normally I would spend some time shaving my legs and my peach…but
they’re still pretty smooth.” She said, rubbing the lotion in her hands.

“Your peach?” Bobby asked.

“Oh I’m sorry…guess I should speak in teenaged boy language. My
pussy. That better?” She giggled.

“Yeah, now I get it.” He smiled.

And a beautiful pussy at that. With her sitting it looks so cute and
delicate…with that thin tiny patch of pubic fur. Hard to believe I split
that twat wide open eighteen years ago. He thought.

Linda extended her long tan leg straight out and began to rub the
shea-butter up and down it’s length. Her sexy foot was flexed…toes
pointed at Bobby as she worked the lotion into her skin.

As her son’s eyes were glued to her legs Linda looked down at his bulge.

Oh my god he’s rubbing it though his shorts. My poor baby must have a
throbbing erection. Imagine what he’d do if I spread my legs apart. Jesus
Linda you can’t do that…that’s just downright lewd. He’d cream for sure.
Okay, okay…I won’t go crazy…I’ll just spread them a little. I can’t
lotion the backs of my thighs unless I at least open them a little bit.
She thought.

Leaning back against the toilet Linda curled her leg up and back.
Without thinking the other leg followed, bending at the knees as it rose
backwards she continued to apply the lotion.

As her legs spread Linda’s flower was now on open display and Bobby
discovered that it wasn’t the cute virgin-like pussy it appeared to be.
Between the swell of her outer lips the crimson inner lips were large and
thick, slowly peeling apart before his very eyes. He could see her budding
clitoris, peeking out from under its hood like a small erect penis.

OH SHIT…TO MUCH…TO FUCKING MUCH! He thought as he rubbed on is
pecker.

He’s gonna cum. His body’s shaking…he’s gonna cum. I’m making my son
cum. I don’t believe this! She thought.

“Bobby, grab my panties!” She shouted.

As the cum began to pulse from his peter Bobby grabbed her panties from
the floor and brought them to his nose. The musky fragrance made him
squirt even stronger.