"I'd love a backrub."

"I'd love a backrub," I said.

"Alright," she purred. "Why don't you sit down on the floor and I'll sit behind you on the sofa?"

We re-arranged and her hands were soon working my shoulders. I could feel the warm weight of her enormous breasts against the back of my head as she worked the knots from my shoulders. She smelled amazing.

One of her hands stroked my hair, massaging my scalp as her other slid over my shoulder and down across my chest. I was fantastically hard.

"Mom, that feels so good," I moaned.

"Good. I want my little boy to feel good," she replied. "Why don't you lay down on the couch here, so I can give you a proper rub?"

I stood up and was about to lay face-down on the couch, when her hand touched my arm.

"For a proper rub, you should probably take off your shirt," Her eyes were on mine.

"Ok, mom," I said and took off my shirt. I started to lay down again.

"You should probably take off your shorts, too... so I can get your thighs," she said, demurrly. In her mind, I didn't know what was going on.

I took of my shorts and underpants, watching her moist lips part and her tongue dart over them as I exposed my rock-hard member. I lay down on the couch. Soon, I felt her hands on my back, working over my shoulders and down my spine and lats. She had wonderfully strong but delicate hands. She worked down over my butt and eased tension from my thighs. With each rub she was pulling my legs apart bit by bit. Soon I had one leg off the couch. Her hand was on the inside of my thigh, her fingers barely touching my scrotum. I couldn't believe how hard I was.

I have to have his cock in my hand< Nothing to it now... the seeds had been planted.

"Baby, why don't you turn over," she asked. There was a breathless anticipation in her voice.

I rolled over and felt my cock pointing straight up.

"Close your eyes, honey," she said soothingly.

I closed my eyes and felt her hands stroke over my chest down my stomach to my thighs. They trailed down to my knees and then back up, pausing at my hip before I felt her hand wrap around my hard cock.

"Oh god, mom..." I whispered.

"Does that feel good?" she whispered back, beginning to move her hand slowly up and down my shaft.

"Oh yes, mom..."

She continued to stroke me, slowly, using just the right amount of pressure, moving up and down. God she was good. I felt her mouth move next to my ear. Her voice was a heady whisper.

I love to talk dirty. It turns me on<

"Do you want to cum for mommy? Does her hand feel good on her baby's cock?" Her stroking got a little faster. "I so want you to cum, baby. Cum for your mommy."

"Oh god mom..."

"Does baby want to cum right now?" My hand cupped her heavy, hanging breast and I could feel her hard nipple pushing against my hand. "Do you like mommy's tits?" Her hand moved even faster. I was going to cum, soon.

"Mom, I'm going to cum!"

"Yes baby! Cum for mommy! Cum all over her beautiful titties!" She raised herself up so that her breasts were over my cock as her hand continued to stroke me. With a sudden jerk, I came, hard, spurting my white cum all over her tits and nipples. Her head went back and she shuddered, cumming at the same time.

Her hand continue to stroke me gently as my orgasm faded. Cum dripped from her magnificent breasts.