Mom 4 - Gleeful Stupidity

Not just by accepting her hug but also by letting her join you in your flat, you've kinda abolished your remaining resistance. You're still salty about today but man, that hug felt nice. She's such a great hugger. In fact, you can't even do more than to barely step out of your shoes before you feel her hug you again, this time from behind.

"Sooorryyy." she apologizes again and leans her head against your shoulder. Her big arms around your stomach pull you in tightly.

"It's okay." you concede, a tiny smile tugging on the corner of your lips.

"Is it really?" Zoey wants to make sure and it's almost manipulative how cute she's being.

"Yes. It's fine. Really." you assure her and put a hand on her forearm.

"Ah, fuck yesssss." Zoey exclaims and tightening her hug around you even further, she leans back and lift you off the ground. In your surprise, you let out a quick yelp and flail around a bit. Due to her short height -which is just an inch less than yours but still - she doesn't lift you very high but it's still unexpected. And another reminder of her strength.

"Woah! What are you-" you begin, but your own laugh cuts you short.

"I'm celebrating!" Zoey beams and wiggles you around a little. "Celebrating your tolerance for my stupid ass!"

"Geez, put me down before we fall over!" you giggle, feeling just how contagious her cheerfulness is.

"Why? You're not heavy!" she tells you and moves a couple steps further into the room. Her strength might make it effortless for her, but that doesn't change the awkwardness of the position.

"Zoeey!" you complain half-heartedly. Still, it's enough and your buff lover finally lets you back onto the floor. She keeps her arms around you though.

"I want you to know I wouldn't drop you for the world." she tells you. You can't see her wide grin, but it's definitely there.

"Oh please." you scoff with a smile and turn your head to the side. "You'd see a good pair of boobs and I'd be on the floor already."

"Fair... but I could also carry you with me. To the great pair of boobs." she suggests and the mental image makes you snort.

"What? One tit each. For you and me." she continues, falling fully into nonsense territory.

"That would be so weird." you reply, unable not to imagine it.

"Oh come on. As if someone as gay as you wouldn't be down for a threesome."

"A threesome? Yes. But, like, sucking with you on a pair of tits like a bunch of piglets?" you can't help but laugh.

"Call it a couple's activity!" Zoey retorts, laughing too.

"Listen, Zoey. You and me, we have enough boobs for us two." you tell her and somehow, the seriousness that was so pressing just moments ago has vanished completely.

"Hah, I guess you're right." Zoey concedes and moves her arms up. She keeps them crossed around you, but her hands now rest on the underside of your breasts. "Yours are bigger though. I feel like I'm not pulling my weight."

"You have other qualities." you respond, smiling.

"Oh yeah?"

"Don't fucking fish for compliments." you laughingly tell her off.

"Oh, you can say it." she answers, now playing the offended one by demonstratively turning her head away from you. "I'm just a dick to you, ain't I?"

"Checks out." you reply, smirking to yourself.

"Okay, you know, that was the point where you were supposed to be like 'Oh no, baby! You're so much more to me than that, queen!'" Zoey complains and that shit is just too much. Thus, you break out into laughter, struggling to keep standing, but luckily Zoey keeps you up. She's so fucking stupid sometimes, it's ridiculous.

"Wow, how sensitive of you." she snorts and laughs as well. Both of you stay like this for a few moments, enjoying the silliness and the closeness. Eventually, however, the moment passes and silence falls over the room. At the same time, you notice that her arms have actually moved up even more and her hands are now fully cupping your boobs. You wonder if it was all the wiggling during the laughter or if it was intentional. Either way, you can't say you dislike it.

"Hm, whoops." Zoey comments, but doesn't remove her hands.

"Whoops indeed, huh?" you repeat and lay your own hands onto hers.

"You know, you should not let me get away with this." says the futa and squeezes a little.

"I'm afraid I'm just too generous." you smirk back at her. After all the stress, you're in the mood for some fun.

"Oh, how did I deserve you." Zoey sighs and kneads your soft tits, causing your nipples to harden under your shirt.

"You know, miss dumbass, I'd say that you have yet to do that."