She returns a few minutes later acting normal.

Created by: MrSuits

Chapter 3: She returns a few minutes later acting normal.

submit: MrSuits

You lay on the sofa in your living room, the TV was on, but you weren’t watching it instead finding yourself eagerly peering out the window checking every few moments to see if your mom had returned.

After about 10 minutes you suddenly saw her open the gate at the bottom of your garden. You quickly poked your head back down and shuffled trying to get into a casual position to make it look like you were watching TV. Moments later she entered the front door.

“Hello!” She called out to whoever was in the house as she normally did whenever she came home from being out.

“Hi mom!” You called back, it being what you’d normally do.

She poked her head around the door. “Hi Johnny.” She said smiling. Your eyes couldn’t help but lock onto her hefty chest now tucked back inside her top, you’d been so close to getting a peak at them.

Looking her back in her eye, as not to look weird, you slightly hesitantly asked her “Where’ve you been?” You wanted to see if she knew anything about what had happened.

“I just popped out of the house for a bit, didn’t feel like being cooped up all day.” She said casually. “What have you been up to?”

“Oh not much. Just chilling. Watching TV.” You lied to her.

“Alright. Well I’m going to get started on tea, dad should be home soon.” She said and with that turned back and headed towards the kitchen.

“Ok.” You said sounding casual, though inside you were torn. Part of you desperately wanted to finish off what you’d started but another part of you was now telling you it was totally wrong, she was your mom after all and dad would be home soon too. But then they were some insanely large boobs who cared if they were your moms and besides, she’d never know seemingly none the wiser after your last outing. Your dad wouldn’t be a problem either, he just went off to his home office anyway to continue working. Inevitably it didn’t take much longer for your horny mind to convince your rational mind that possessing mom was clearly the better option and the next thing you knew you were piling up the stairs to get the gun from under your bed. Heading back down you found your mom in the kitchen humming away to herself as she chopped some vegetables.

“Perhaps I should let her finish cooking.” Your thought to yourself, you couldn’t exactly cook so you wouldn’t be able to finish dad’s meal. “And?” Your horny mind instantly interjected. “Your dad can cook for himself.” That was true, he often did when mom was out, you could just send him a message saying you and your mom had gone out and that he could make tea. That would kill two birds with one stone and you could just spend the evening hiding in your room with your mom’s body. “Oh yeah!” You said internally. With that decided you pulled the gun from behind your back and shot her.

As expected, she froze stiff. A greedy grin grew across your face as you put the gun on the side and approached her. Her statuesque form stood the chopping knife in her hand and a pleasant smile across her face as her eyes stared vacantly out the window.

You prodded her cheek and yet she didn’t react, she couldn’t, the instructions said she was in an **** state almost like she was asleep. You grabbed the knife sliding it out of her lose grip putting it on the counter. Then you grabbed your mom by the hips and pivoted her so she was facing you. Her eyes stared vacantly at your neck locking onto nothing in particular but frozen like balls of glass.

“Nipple cripple!” You said as you reached up and pinched where you could see her nipples making little indents in her shirt. It was fun playing with her when she didn’t react.

Though as much fun as it was your dad would be home soon and you needed to be out of sight. With that you went behind your mom and just stepped into her form. Your mom’s face sprung back to life as you took pilot of her body. Instantly your hand’s up to squeeze your tits. “Oh yeah.” Then you grabbed the veg your mom had been chopping and quickly threw it in the bin, cleaning up all the mess she’d made cooking before locking the front door and heading upstairs with the gun in hand.

Your mom’s tits jiggled wonderfully as you leaped up each step, enjoying the feeling of their weight as you went into your room and locked the door. You threw the gun on your bed before grabbing the phone out of your mom’s pocket and firing your dad a text. “Me and Johnny have gone to town. If you’re back before us you’ll have to make your own tea.” You sent then chucking your phone on the bed and opening the wardrobe and pulling out the full body length mirror.

Once again you were staring at your mom’s grinning face and curvy form in the mirror. It was crazy how quick your view of her had flipped, this morning she was just your mom but now she was a hot MILF whose body you wanted to defile.

You really were perverted. But did you care? Not right now. Not as your hands were pulling her top off over your head presenting you with the view you’d seen not long ago. You were back where you left off but this time nothing would stop you from going further.

You reached up behind your back, with more time on your hands you decided to do this properly, working your fingers at the latch, once again struggling to get the thing free. Then Suddenly you felt a ‘ping’ and you lurch forward as the bra stopped supporting your mom’s breasts and fell to the floor. Quite by accident and completely by surprise you found your staring at your mom’s naked breasts.

You gulped loudly as your eyes went wide at the site. They were incredible. Your mom’s boobs being undeniably humongous. Each huge sack of pale flesh hung like a large tear drop from your chest sagging slightly more than you’d expected, resting just over your mom’s ribs and just above her navel. They pancaked out as they rested on the slight pudge of her belly yet they still bulged out firm and round, the creamy white flesh looking deliciously full and fat as you feasted on their magnificence. Capping them off were two enormous dark pink nipples, each rubbery nub being about as thick as your thumb and sticking out at least an inch from her breast, they were surrounded by a teacup sized areola scattered with tiny sensitive pimples. Your mom’s breasts looked nothing like you’d imagined, they looked better!

“Mom your tits are fucking epic!” You stated almost proud that she could have such a magnificent pair of breasts. Each sack of heavy titty flesh looking like they had been crafted by a god with your exact tastes, they were perfect. Way better than anything you’d ever seen online and none of those fake silicone breasts, your mom’s tits being completely natural home-made beauties. You could tell from the stretch marks where her pale skin had been stretched over time by gravity and the weight of these things.

And now they were all yours to play with and would be for the next 12 hours. You couldn’t help yourself and like a beast unleashed your hands leaped up and began mauling your mom’s breasts. Groping and kneading at the soft plaint titty flesh, pulling and twisting at the large rubbery nipples. Your knees went weak and your brain tingled it feeling so fucking good. Like nothing you’d ever felt, it feeling way better than masturbation with your penis ever had girls clearly having it better than men. Your passion overtook you as you decided to get friskier, cupping your right breast underneath you hoisted it up, you were easily able to arch your neck over and grab the nipple between your teeth. You proceeded to suck and rub your tongue along the rough tips of your mom’s turgid nipples tasting a sweet, slightly salty tang to them. It was like you were a baby again as you watched your mom’s reflection suckling herself like a hungry baby. You couldn’t help but wonder if you could fit her other nipple in your mouth as well. Pinching that one on either side you raised it up and with the other one locked between your teeth you bit onto it.

To your amazement you managed to get a hold of it and now you were staring in the mirror at the insanely hot image of your mom sucking on both her hard nipples at the same time. You wanted to say “Fuck me!” But couldn’t speak with your mouth full, a lesson your mom had taught you when you were younger, now appreciating its application.

You sucked away at your mom’s tits for a couple of minutes before you heard the rumbling of a car from outside. You released the nipples from your teeth, your mom’s breasts slapped against your torso jiggling back to rest. Before then heading over to the window to see your dad climbing out of his car, he was back