Stir fry with a heavy side of tits.

Stepping into the kitchen, Jamie saw that her mother had opted not to wear anything over her heavy tits except an apron, Anne's heavy nipples poking through the fabric. Due to their size, the apron barely reached over her hips, the sides of her enormous boobs bulging out left and right. Jamie bit her lip as she stared at the lewd display and felt her fat prick twitch in her tight pants, a motion her mother definitely noticed.

"Hiii, sweetie," she trilled, quirking a smile at her futa daughter. "Like what you see?"

"Uh, yeah... wait! I don't... uh, what's for dinner?" Jamie stammered, torn between her lust for the titanic breasts before her, the fact that they hung from her mother's chest and the pang of envy that seemed to have become a habit whenever she saw tits bigger than hers.

"I'm making, like, stir fry with the noodles we have left and some veggies," Anne answered happily, turning around and clanging around in the cupboard with the cooking pots. "Do me, like, a favor and get out the bell peppers, the, uhm, soybean sprouts and the zucchini. Oh, and the carrots and mushrooms."

"Got it," came Jamie's answer. She was glad having something to do to get her mind off things and quickly washed everything before putting the vegetables onto the kitchen island, face turning red as she remembered what had been covering the marbled surface earlier in the day before shaking her head and asking her mother what to do next.

"Just, like, cut 'em into bite sized pieces, 'kay?" her mother answered while setting up the family's wok on the stove and getting the leftover noodles out of the freezer, swinging her boobs around with every twist and turn. Jamie could have sworn she was doing this on purpose. Then again, she probably was. Ever since Anne's tits had grown, she seemed to be a lot more open about her sexuality.

"No problem!"

While Jamie got to work cutting up the vegetables, her mother switched on the radio and began heating up the wok, soon shaking her hips and singing along to the latest pop song the industry had regurgitated. Catchy, energetic and devoid of any unique features. But it did sound good. Jamie found herself stealing glances at her mother's back, Anne's tits big enough that her daughter could see her side boob jiggle with every move. She knew it was wrong, looking at her own mother like that, but they were just so big, and just watching was okay, right?

"Oooh, gimme, gimme, gimme that~" Anne sang, turning around suddenly and almost catching Jamie staring at her swaying boobs. "You know, I, like, wanted to maybe dye my hair, y'know, blonde or something? I think it'd look totally awesome!"

"I... uh, yeah... I guess?" Jamie mumbled, unable to keep her eyes from straying downwards to her mother's barely covered tits, their saucer-sized areolas bulging softly through the fabric of Anne's apron, which itself was tented by her prodigious nipples.

"I'm so gonna do that," her mother declared, before continuing in a decidedly sultrier voice. "I, like, wanna look reeeaaally sexy for my little girl so she can give me looots of her delicious cum..."

Jamie swallowed hard. She knew it was wrong, but hearing her mother beg for her thick cock milk made Jamie's combined genitals throb and tingle lightly, her nipples beginning to push into her tight top. The sight of Anne's truly gigantic assets under their thin cover didn't really help either.

"Mmmh, you're, like, really into mommy's titties, aren't you?" Anne teased, her voice practically dripping with honey, letting both hands roam over the expanse of flesh. "Oooh, I wanna wrap them around your huge, throbbing dick and feel it throbbing in my cleavage, lick it 'til it leaks pre and lap it aaalll up..."

Her mother describing how she'd be all over Jamie's dick was almost too much for her, the enormous organ in the futa's pants slowly engorging and rubbing against her moistening pussy lips. Squirming a little, she was glad for the kitchen island hiding her growing bulge from Anne, but the heat spreading on her face was definitely a very telling blush. But this was not right! Anne was her mother, for Pete's sake!

"Aww, but we can't..." the busty woman mewled, filling Jamie with a curious mix of relief and regret. "We have to, like, make dinner first, Micaela is coming home soon!"

So Jamie wasn't off the hook after all. While her rational mind still recoiled at the thought of her own mother lusting after her, her heart still beat faster as Jamie's overzealous libido made her imagine stuffing her throbbing dick between the enormous globes of soft flesh on Anne's chest, Jamie's eyes glazing over and her cock swelling up more and more as the fantasy went full steam ahead in her mind.

"Uhmm, earth to Jamie?" Anne giggled, waving at her daughter playfully. "You, like, still have to cut the zucchini."

"Oh! On it, I'm on it!" Jamie said hastily, broken from her reverie. Her mother turned around to start grilling the noodles in the wok while Jamie started cutting up the zucchini. But the elongated, rounded vegetable posed an unforeseen problem for her horny mind - after having penetrated her own pussy earlier, Jamie knew how exquisite it felt to be filled. And the zucchini made her aching pussy feel so empty... Only with great effort did Jamie manage to begin with the cutting, a not all that small part of her mind feeling as if she was wasting a supreme makeshift dildo.

Preparation of the veggies done, Jamie carried them over to her mother, completely forgetting about the bulging tent in her pants.