Entertaining the twins' desires.

“I don’t believe you!” Tammy said, speaking louder than intended while wearing a bitter frown. She leaned forward to look around at an equally startled Nancy, her huge tits pressing up against the table, to the boys’ fascination. “There’s no way you took the whole thing! Seriously, his head still pops out from the top of my boobs when I’m-!”

“Tammy!” Nancy snapped. “Jesus…”

“Fuckin’ shit…” Danny groaned as he glanced down at the tiny dick pressing against his speedos, to which Marcus agreed with: “I wanna’ die…”

“I swear to God, mom! It’s like I didn’t need to breathe that whole time, and my throat was so stretched out that-.” Samantha giggled, holding up her hands in defense as she looked around the table.

“Can we please change the subject?” Nancy begged, her face flush with embarrassment and disgust from the language and topics being discussed. “I didn’t invite you three over just so we could talk about your stupid boobs and Frank’s penis!”

“Lighten up, mo-... I-I mean, Nancy.” Frank said, awkwardly clearing his throat while suppressing a laugh at his slip-up. “We’re all adults here, and talking about sex as candidly as possible is perfectly natural, but you’re probably right, on some level. I doubt the boys don’t care about my dick all that much, but I can tell that they’d talk about Tammy’s tits all night if we’d let ‘em.”

“You bet we could.” Marcus said, trying to seem as horny as he actually was as both hunky twins rubbed their small junks over their skin-tight speedos. Danny just grunted in agreement as he continued to eat like an animal in an attempt to distract himself from his aunt’s wobbling tits and the conversation at hand, but to little avail.

Nancy looked like she was about to say something, but then paused for a moment with a sigh of defeat before downing what was left in her glass of wine.

Tammy looked at the twins, who were still gazing with dumbfounded expressions at the blonde’s massive melons as they were resting on the kitchen table in front of her. She rolled her eyes and blushed at that. She was very used to having men ogle her big tits no matter where she went, but having her very handsome nephews do so, and so brazenly, brought some strange and conflicting feelings to the surface of her buzz-drunk mind.

“Well duh.” Samantha giggled with a mouthful of steak. “I could write a novel about mom’s tits, myself.”

“Oh, shut up.” Tammy giggled, straightening back up and reaching around her massive tits to eat a forkful of her bland vegetable stew, which slightly leaked out from the corner of her mouth and dripped down onto her completely sagless breasts. “So Frank, is she telling the truth about being able to deepthroat you?”

“She sure is.” He said, just about finished with his plate of meats as he picked his phone up from the table. “All of you can too. You just haven’t been trying hard enough.”

“Oh. Well, I guess we’ll have to put that to the test after everyone goes to bed.” Tammy casually said, smirking with a rising eagerness.

Nancy didn’t say anything, and instead sat there blankly staring across the table at her sons as she imagined herself previously trying to take her husband’s own big black dick, only ever able to just fit half of it in her mouth before, and she always became quickly choked up by the excessive precum that the man’s outrageously big balls produced. But everything Frank says is true, right? Maybe she just hadn’t been trying hard enough after all, she thought to herself.

“I’d actually like to get back to the topic of your boobs, baby.” Frank said, turning to the twins. “Be honest boys, do you want to play with your Aunt Tammy’s tits?”

“Yes.” They both said without any sort of hesitation, looking at their uncle with wide eyes along with everyone else at the table. The question and swift response actually caused Tammy to **** a bit on her food.

“Oh. Well…” Frank smirked, looking back to his startled wife. “Honey, be a trooper and let the boys feel you up for a while. It looks like they’re starving for more than this great food food, and I didn’t spend all that money on your fuck-pillows just to keep them all to myself.”

There was a long pause after that, and Frank relished the brief flash of concern on Tammy’s face before it twisted into a carefree smile.

“Okay, sweetie. These babies could use a message anyways.” She said, then turned to the boys and brought up both hands to press her palms on each side of her tits, squeezing them together in her skimpy bikini top for them. “What do you say, boys? Wanna’ see what a real woman’s tits feel like?”

“Yes!” They said, practically scrambling out of their chairs to get to the other side of the table. “You’re the best, Uncle Frank!”

“And what’s that supposed to mean?” Nancy asked her sister with a scowl. “My boobs are actually real, and we’re both women.”

“Yeah.” Samantha grumbled, crossing her arms over her flat chest. “Rude.”

“I’m just teasing.” Tammy snickered, then scooted back in her seat from the table upon the twin’s approach. They wasted no time in reaching out to grab them with both sets of hands for each breast with Marcus on the right and Danny on the left.

They each took one breast, squeezing and groping the firm-ish rubbery flesh with carelessness while in complete awe of their size and weight, unable to get their large hands completely over their basket-ball-sized surface area. Their fingers were gentle at first, but were digging in experimentally more often as time went on just to see how plush they actually were. After about ten seconds of this, Tammy had gone from amused and relaxed to flushed and breathing heavily. She leaned back in the chair, and her deep breaths were soon accompanied with soft moans while her nephews treated her huge fake tits like a pair of super-sized stress balls, not mustering up a single complaint.

“Holy fuck Aunt Tammy!” Danny finally said, his hand having slipped under her bikini’s cup as he rubbed and teased and sometimes tightly squeezed her large rock-hard nipples with one hand while the other rubbed at the meager crotch of his swimwear. “Your tits are amazing!”

“Dude, like, for real.” Marcus chuckled to his hunky twin in agreement, the nipples on his muscular pecs sticking out in the cold kitchen air as he grabbed and roughly shook her right breast. “They feel like big round gummy-bears…”

“Oh, oh Jesus… Right there boys, oh fuck yes…” Tammy whimpered and moaned helplessly, then bit down on her bottom lip as her crotch and bikini-bottoms started to become visibly slick overflowing with the clear juices that her hairless pussy was over-producing. It wasn’t long before her body began twitching and shivering in the seat, all the while everyone at the table was staring at them with open-mouths and fascinated expressions, especially Frank, who seemed to be fiddling with his phone. In almost an instant, Tammy’s hypersensitive tits became electrified and she cried out in a high-pitched tone, having a spine-wracking lightning bolt of an orgasm shoot through her nervous system just from her bubbly breasts being played with.

“Oh, shit!”

“You okay, Aunt Tammy?”

“Chill out, guys.” Samantha chuckled with amusement, waving the boys off before she finished off her glass of wine. Even though their expressions were mildly worried, their hands never left her wobbling tits as her thin body shivered and jerked around in the chair with a drooling, open-mouthed expression of blissful lust. “Mom just cums really loud. Trust me, it happens all the time back at home.”

“Yeah, no kidding.” Frank said, his smile as wide as can be as he looked up from his phone to speak. “Don’t worry. Tammy’s tits are just as sensitive as her clit, so it doesn’t take much to get her off.” He snickered at that, then looked down from his phone and found that he was able to select both of the twins at once using Master PC.

“Oh, uh… Okay then.” Marcus shrugged, more turned on than he’d ever been in his life from the reactions she was giving him each time his strong fingers occasionally dug into her breast.

“Yeah, sorry Aunt Tammy. Our bad.” Danny quickly said as soon as his silent mother and her disappointed expression looked up to meet his gaze for a moment, but his hands were still exploring her flesh, albeit more carefully, for the time being.

Frank watched on in utter bliss, one hand feverishly jerking his big cock under the table as the other held up his phone and fiddled with the world around him. Before he knew it, he was shamelessly moaning and cumming again. Only this time it was all over the kitchen floor under feet in front of him in thick ropes, rather than down his daughter’s tight throat.

Fuck, it felt absolutely euphoric to have a hot college girl for a daughter and a slutty milf with outrageously big tits for a wife, Otto’s implanted mind lustily thought to itself as his long orgasm came to an end. Mere moments ago, while his former brothers were feeling up the biggest pair of tits they’d ever seen, Frank had been steadily increasing their sensitivity, eventually having turned them into full-on hyper-sensitive erogenous zones. Just as he was recovering, Tammy was almost done recovering from hers, but she was still in a mild state of drunken pleasure as the twins kept leaning over to squeeze her tits.

“Alright boys, I think she’s had enough.” Nancy finally said, turning to them with a raised snapping hand and in a stern tone of voice. “You know what they feel like now, so go sit back down and-”

“Oh, shut up Nancy.” Frank groaned. “In fact, whenever you’ve got something to say, just ‘moo’ from now on instead.”

“Wha-um-moo?!” She protested, flabbergasted by her brother-in-law’s sudden rudeness. She was going to cry out ‘What?!’ just from the shock, but in the end, Nancy knew he was right. She should shut up, because Frank obviously knew better than she did on any subject, but the thought of voicing her complaints like a cow seemed like a great idea! “M-Moo! Moo moo, moo moo!” She boldly stated, voicing her nagging concerns about letting her sons make her sister cum by playing with her tits.

Everyone stared on in shocked silence for a long and seemingly tense moment, but then shrugged and chuckled as they continued to do what they were doing before.