Chapter 4 : Mom Gets A Surprise Serving

Following your tender embrace , you both chatted away for what seemed like a quarter of an hour, throughout the entire ordeal you were filled with a quiet contentment. It was the first time in quite a while , that your mother spoke to you so freely and openly , not to mention in such an endearing and maternal manner as well , too often you were used to her near drill sergeant tone, and conservative nature when it came to , well discussing anything. Most of the time you chalked it up to her rigid upbringing or efficient nature , but now that your older and are in the moment , you came to realize your mother's just a bit awkward and introverted. Your conversation entailed many topics , about yourself and the future , friends and family , your mom , her worries, work and even your deceased father, a touchy subject. The discussion truly was pleasant , you had never seen your mom so jovial , you had even managed to make her crack several smiles , but even more surprising than that was a small chuckle. You were dumbfounded , you had rarely seen your mom smile , much less laugh yet here she was chuckling away. The motion of which caused her large breasts to jump up and down vigorously , causing her constrictive white blouse to squeeze down on their sublime , fat, full form even more, sending an extra helping of her tender, plump creamy white cleavage spilling forth out of her increasingly plunging neckline to the sides, sending small wobbles and ripples through them as she did. Despite the precarious position of your mom's mammoth mammaries, ready to explode forth out of her blouse at the slightest motion , your elated conversation carried on with out distraction on your part at least.

That was until both your noses were assailed by the pungent, acrylic smell of body odor mixed with the noticeable stench of urine . Causing you both to crinkle your faces in disgust, pinching your noses as you did , stopping any attempt at continued conversation dead in it's track.

" What is that horrendous smell ? " Your mother gasped barely able to part her lips to utter the sentence , before quickly **** and sealing them back at the behest of the repugnant aroma.

You both dashed your head side to side , searching intently for the source of the foul smell. Your mother's heavy tits wobbling enchantingly from left to right as you did. As you searched , your eyes focused on a portly figure approaching from the opposite direction in which your mother faced . As he neared closer , you noticed how powerful the aroma became , signaling him as the likeliest source.

Nearing closer you managed to gather a better description of him. He appeared to be a middle aged man in his late fifties or perhaps early sixties , his build was round and paunchy , his body covered in thick black hair, for the parts that were exposed anyway, save for his head which had lost most of its mane, except for a few clumps of grey on the sides and a scraggly beard growing over his lips and loose double chin. His features much as his build was swollen , his lips were chapped , thin and creased , his nose toady and bulbous and his eyes beady and slit , his entire face peppered by warts. His attire consisted of a hodgepodge of various worn, battered clothing. On his torso he wore an unbuttoned faded blue dress shirt , that had seen more than its fair share of hardships , as it was peppered with small tears and holes, he had the sleeves rolled over up revealing his thick hairy arms. Beneath this layer he wore a rather unassuming white undershirt , that seemed to be in the best condition compared to the rest of his ensemble, however from the looks of it , it was a size too small as it barely managed to cover the underside of his large, drooping beer gut , revealing a hint of his pallid white belly covered in the same thick black hair. As for legs, they were attired in a loose , beaten khaki shorts , that stopped about his mid thigh , they sagged quite a bit and in between his steps he appeared to try and pull them. What struck you as even more strange than this foreign man approaching you, was the fact that he wore a belt , but kept it unbuckled, in spite of his dilemma. From the thigh downward his plump hairy legs were uncovered , and his feet were bare.

By the time you had finished sizing him up , the man was already within speaking range , as evidenced by his voice directed towards you both , but also by the high smell he brought along with him.

" Good afternoon gentleman and fine lady . Forgive me for interrupting, but I was hoping to borrow some of your kindness for just a moment." He said cracking a wide smile, greeting you both friendly enough.

His voice wasn't to deep for a man , but it was coarse and you couldn't help but feel his tone radiated ulterior motives. Yet despite that you were a bit surprised , considering his haggard condition , you hadn't expected such eloquent and coherent speech from him.

Your mother who was just made aware of his presence, jolted her head to the side of the table which she sat and he now stood , a bit too close for comfort you might add. Her face twisted in absolute loathing and repugnance as she gazed up to meet the man eye to eye. Your mother always held an intense disinterest and sometimes even prejudice against the homeless and their plight , believing them to be free loaders and that even they with some proper motivation could be contributing members of society , but choose not to.

" What do you want ? Can't you see me and my son are having a meal here ? " Your mother asked, rather aggressively at that , her voice swimming with annoyance and disgust.

The man simply cracked another wide smile , but this time you noticed his beady eyes hungrily sweeping across your mother's erotic shape , tracing her full lips , before stopping dead on her large , juicy melons. You felt the faint heat of embarrassment wash over you again , as he stared lustfully at the deep boundless volleys of her overflowing breasts, spilling out her top, taking special attention to read to small tag that shot out from the bra inside, that read Custom Kim's: K- Cups, unbeknownst to you this caused a violent stirring in his loins, as his balls churned with backed up cum. Despite being such a regular occurrence, this particular instance had you on the edge , not only because of his appearance , but because his eyes refused to break away from her engorged mammaries , even as the spoke , with him inching ever so closer to your mother.

" Terribly sorry hot stuff , but I promise to take but a small piece of your time . You see I was just hoping to see if a fine young woman and her chipper young son , could help me with a bit of a financial dilemma. As you can see I'm not exactly in the richest of situations right now , and was hoping you could impart a small bit of your kindness and help me get a meal for this hot afternoon ? " He asked in a manner unchanged as before, save for a slight bit of condescendence . Were it not for his suspect actions , you would believe he was just earnestly begging for money.

However throughout the conversation you noticed him nudging himself ever so closer to your mother, to the point where his obese, pot belly now only stood about half a foot away from your moms delicate face. You could see visible frustration begin to emote itself on your mother features , as one eye began to twitch behind her glasses. She was clearly thrown off by his almost condescending manner of speech , as well as his 'hot stuff' comment.

" Listen here fatso! I don't know who you think you are ? But since you cant take a hint !w We clearly don' t have time for lazy bums who are seemingly able bodied enough to work, but choose to beg like some whimpering dog. If you can beg for money , you can beg for a job and get yourself cleaned up and fed. Now leave me and my son alone." Your mother snarled at the man as venomously and sternly as she could.

It was quite surprising in fact , you had never seen her so viscous , probably because you had never done something to irritate her so , like this poor fool did. However that surprised quickly faded , as your eyes laid themselves on the man . His usual smile faded , replaced by an apathetic grin , his eyes hadn't once moved from your mom's fat tits, but their expression slightly changed . Still swimming with lust they also seemed to hide a growing sense of frustration and even worse so anger .

A **** silence fell upon the table for a few seconds following your mom's stinging comments and rebuff , their eyes still locked on each other. She stared at him with the same expression of intense disgust and he her with the same perverse anger. This didn't last long however , with the stillness being broken as the man began to speak again.

" Well......if you cant provide me with the means to fill my belly. You could at least do me the favor of allowing me to fill yours." The man said puzzlingly , cracking a wide toothy grin as he did.

" What are you ........grrgggrgrglgurglrgurgrllllgrllll....!" Your mother responded , before her sentence was cut short.

You stood frozen in abject shock. In one swift motion the man had undone his pants , and shoved his large , erect , oozing ,cheesy cock directly to the back of your mother's delicate throat , clamping her soft , full lips down it, as she choked and gasped wildly for air. You stood frozen by the surge of adrenaline shooting through your veins, unable to do anything but perceive every single waking moment with **** clarity , as he clasped two of his thick meaty hands atop her head and began desperately ramming his stiff rod in and out your mom's tender orifice. Sending, dick cheese, pubes and saliva everywhere with each thrust downward , causing her to **** and gasp for air as her eyes upturned into the back of her head, her tears sending her black mascara oozing down her face. It only lasted for a few seconds but it felt like eons for you who stood frozen by the paralytic shock of the situation . He was almost like a machine in a factory , rhythmically but animalistically, plunging his fat member out of and in your mother dainty now very overstuffed mouth , mixing the contents of his leaking precum and smegma with her saliva , her throat spasming violently and gurgling with each heavy , brutal plunge, her hands digging into his thighs in a feeble attempt to stop her savage throat fucking , but only serving to make her seem like she was enjoying it. It wasn't before long that you noticed he begun increasing his pace . no doubt to begin his final journey to a climactic finish , at this point your mother's arms had fallen limply to her sides, her tight bun had come undone as her raven hair fell wildly across her face and down to her shoulders. Yet that didn't stop the horny bastard from continuously and lustfully pumping in and out of her stretched throat. Following a few more impulsive repetitions of his orgasmic crusade, his head shot up like a bolt of lightning in the air as he moaned gutturally. You watched as his cock stiffened and swelled even larger, the large fleshy veins become even more prominent with his cock continuing to march upward in girth , stretching your mom's already lolled mouth, now cum receptacle at this point, even larger as you could see a surge of fluid almost pass through his engorged cock , into the back of your mother's throat. Your mother sat unresponsive, as the fat old bastard , hosed an almost never ending stream of backed up baby gunk , down her gullet with a distinctive 'glug' , following every synchronous spasm. Obviously spent you watched him wrench his flaccid dick , from your mothers sore mouth , splattering some leftover smegma and semen all over her face and glasses, smiling as he watched cum drain from the edges of her fat lips.

" Ahhhhhh.... I knew those dick sucking lips were good for one thing at least. Hell, seeing the state your in maybe I'd even go for a round two, with the much more receptive dick sucking pair downstairs. Hahahahaha !" He laughed triumphantly as he stuffed his penis back in his shorts.

Hearing him laugh and gazing at your mother's defiled state, you quickly snapped out of your catatonic paralysis and felt a powder keg of rage explode inside you.

" Raaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

You cried out as you leapt across the table and tackled him to the ground , his eyes widened in surprise seemingly forgetting you were there, as you began to wail on his face as hard as you could with your fists. The first blow came down with an explosive **** , yielding a distinctive crunch and spray of blood. The second sent his eyes blood shot and made his nose squelch , the third knocking him ****. Yet that didn't stop you , from indiscriminately yielding blow after blow on your already defeated opponent. You had every intention to beat him to a bloody pulp and roll him into the lake once you were finished. Your hate filled barrage only being quelled by, the sound of a distinctly familiar female voice demanding you stop this instant.

" Jason Domingo Reyes , you stop that this instant!" It called out commandingly.

You recognized that voice and tone anywhere, it was your mother. Your rage quickly subsided as a fresh wind of clarity reverberated across your entire body . You spun your head around in confusion , standing behind you was your mother, she seemed to have somewhat recovered from her ordeal, relatively unshaken as evidenced by the way she stood and the manner in which she spoke.

" Stop this moment boy, that's an order from your mother!" She barked out , in her usual drill sergeant tone, your were wholly baffled , she wanted you to stop from killing the bastard who assaulted her.

" But mom , this jackass deserves to pay for what he did to you !" You cried out, bewildered but incredibly upset.

" I know he does ! But..... I didn't raise my son to be a murderer." Your mother said , a fire ignited in her eyes , one you had only seen in her most serious of moments.

" Mom......" You trailed off sullenly , as you stood up from the patch of blood stained grass, you had beaten Richard to sopping mess in just a few moments ago , facing your mother in the process.

Doing so you realized just how much of a number the horny fuck did on her. Her face was drizzled with specks of smegma and some drying cum , her long raven black hair was undone, frizzy and wildly stuck to parts of her face , her make-up was smeared all over her face with two parallel streams of mascara falling down the sides of her feauture to the middle of her cheeks. her red lipstick smeared to the side of her lips , which still had a greasy black pube stuck to them and a single stream of cum dribbling down to her neck and then into her torso. She must've immediately jumped into action when she saw you beating that fat old guy senseless. Following the dribble of cum from her face downwards you noticed that the **** of her oral pistoning had cause the rest of her blouse buttons to come undone, and one of her fat, swollen, taut tits to burst free of both her bra and cotton confines, their large watermelon shaped fullness hanging like an over ripe fruit directly beside her navel. Despite her being your mother , you had never seen her breasts bare and realize just how large, pressed , and full they were spilling not just forward , but upward and outward to the sides as well, why if they were any bigger your pretty sure a sizeable amount of delicate white cleavage would hang off the sides of her torso and compete for the space her arms occupied. Breaking away from that split second distraction , your eyes continued their journey across your mother's shape , following the trail the cum droplet had left. It drizzled across the plump , succulent , mountainous curve of your her free hanging , massive milker, tracing it's outline in it's entirety before finding its way to her dusky pink , small dinner plate sized areolas which writhed with goose bumps , before dripping of her thick ,erect nipple , that was nearly the length of one thirds of your pinky. To a person unaware of the situation prior it could almost give off the impression that she was lactating. Yet your mind was unconcerned with your mother's rather risque display, right now.

You ran in and hugged her tightly , her huge tits smothering against your chests and distending off to the sides as they were squeezed upwards by your tight embrace, you could feel her free fat nipple poke you in the upper stomach.

" Are you okay mom , I'm sorry I didn't jump in quicker , I was just so overcome by the shock of it all." You whimpered apologetically , more concerned for your mother's well being than any reprimand she might give you.

" I'm, fine my sweet boy. The fool just roughed me up a bit . You've known me all your life , I'm a lot stronger than that." Your mother cooed, assuring you she's fine. The stench emanating from her mouth reminding you of the events prior. The man had practically washed his filthy dick clean in your mom's mouth and it showed, her breath stunk of the after smell of sex and then some. However you were simply relieved she was alright.

You both cleaned yourself off before calling the police washing the blood off your hands in the pond , while your mother cleaned the scrum off her face and tits , as well as remove her smeared makeup. She threw her lacy red bra in the trash bin , having been torn during the mayhem of the ordeal, but that wasn't the only piece of her ensemble she had lost in her face's violent confrontation with Richard's fat cock. The creepy fool had also caused the rest of the buttons on her blouse to come undone and become useless. If the article did little to hide her modesty when it was fully functional , it certainly couldn't do it now in its current state. She did her best to pull them over her large , juicy watermelons as they hung perversely just beside her navel and wobbled slightly side to side with each breath she took. Their sheer volume causing them to spill from beneath their thin white coverings and press gently into each other atop her exposed midline , where the buttons would normally protect their reticence. They were so expansive in fact , that you could see the beginning curve of her puffy areolas as they peeked ever so slightly to the sides of the opened blouse, your mother's jutting nipples still protruding erectly upwards and tenting the fabric even more. Curious , it was a hot summer day and yet your mother's nipples continued to stand at attention. However, you had not the time to contemplate the issue further as the police arrived to take your statements and bring the old fuck into custody. Thank the Creator, they were both female, you couldn't handle any more lustful stares towards your mother's , anything , today.

Soon you both found your way parked in front of a modest upscale villa type beige house , your home. Your mother quickly unlocked the door and dashed for the shower, an appropriate response given todays occurrence. You on the other hand , marched upstairs and threw yourself onto your bed , clearly exhausted as well. You looked out of the plexi glass double windows that sat directly beside your bed frame. It was evening already.

" Fuck ......... What a fucking day ......." You murmured to yourself , before drifting off into a deep sleep.