Tiddy play

You smile, your beautiful busty mother holding on to you. You can't believe how luck you are, but you're obviously not satisfied. You're in bed with the most gorgeous woman you could imagine, and yet you've been doing nothing but lazily hugging each other. You want more.

"Hey, Mommy! Would you rather see it as normal cuddling for the both of us to kiss each other and for me to play with your boobs, or for you to give me a titjob?"

She needs a few seconds to think about it. "Well, Mommy doesn't think it would be correct for her to touch your... thing in any way, so kissing and a little bit of chest fondling is bettemfff..."

You don't wait one more second and press your lips against hers, sliding your tongue in her mouth and frenching her lovingly and passionately. In the meantime, you stop running your fingers through her hair and grab one of her massive boinkies. She doesn't even try to evade your grasp, on the opposite she leans into it and kisses back. She even starts pecking your chin and neck when you let her take a breath!

"Hmm... Mom?" You're pleasantly surprised by this kind of initiative, but you're not done with your little game. "Would you rather be unable to find bras and tops in your size or have never stopped lactating since you first gave birth?"

She temporarilly stops covering you in small kisses so she could reply "Mommy doesn't want to have her chest constantly exposed, so producing milk would probably be her choice?"

You grin. It's exactly what you wished for. You softly press one of her tits in your hand, causing a droplet of white liquid to appear at the tip of her nipple, and wolfishly lean forward to lick it clean.

"Hey!" The beautiful redhead chuckles and remarks "Gluttonous much?"

You smile and kiss the areola, right underneath her teat, to see her reaction. She lets out a whimper and caresses your head. Not so surprising, considering kisses and titplay are both fair game.

"Mom, would you rather let the milk accumulate in your chest until it aches like hell and starts leaking out on its own, and have no other way to draw it out, or breastfeed me every morning with your hot sweet milk?"

She winces, apparently not delighted with at least one of those prospects. "Urh... It could be so painful if Mommy chose the first, plus she would have to constantly wash her clothes... You will have to drink Mommy's milk everyday for breakfast, Mommy thinks."

"Or breastfast." You briefly chuckle at your own joke, but the way your mom rolls her eyes tells you you shoudln't be so proud of it. Damn, even when she makes such a face she's gorgeous.

"Anyway," she says, holding one of her giant breasts in her hand and lifting it to your lips, "you must be starving."

You don't need to be told twice. You grab her tit and start suckling on it like your life depends on it. It tastes a little bit like eggnog, probably because the way you presented the choice she picked gave it a sweeter taste and a warmer temperature. When you look up to the beautiful woman nurturing you, she gives you a gentle smile, caressing your neck. "Mom, would you rather have highly erogenous breasts, with each nipple as sensitive as your clitoris and feel like you're being fucked in the pussy when you're giving someone a titjob, or only wear tops revealing a lot of cleavage and have your boobs constantly slip out."

She frowns once again. "Language, young man. Mommy didn't raise you to be so vulgar. And she guesses would chose to have sensitive breasts, Mommy doesn't like to be exposed and **** in public." You grin. This is exactly what you were hoping for. You lean toward the second nipple, and this time she lets out a high screech when you press your lips around it, drinking profiously while kneading her huge mounds. "John! Be gentle, please! You know Mommy's-haaaaa! Hmmm... It's a little bit much for her." She doesn't even try to push you away, though.

After drinking a few sips, you have a new question. "Would you rather me to be your perfect body type, or to stay just the way I am?" After all, there's no reason to be the only one having what he wants from your new power.