My mom with dinner

Like the ninja that she is, my mom suddenly came in with dinner shortly afterward my outburst. She handed me a tray filled with dinner and cutlery but her eyes were focusing on my pajamas. She could tell that something looked different but couldn’t quite figure out what it was. She was failing to notice that my boobs were sitting against the fabric of where my chest had been flat. My poor mother lacked much in the common sense department but is a wonderfully, kind woman. She put her hand on my flushed cheeks and said, “You are running a bit warm, sweetie. Maybe you can change your pajama top to something cooler.”

“I’m really alright, mom! I’m actually feeling better compared to earlier” (I mean technically my bra was suffocating my boobs, but I couldn’t tell her that.) She stays on the edge of my bed and chitchats with me as I eat. One of her statements stuck out to me, “It’s amazing how you are just your own woman now, honey. I know I keep saying it but I’m so proud of you for pursuing your dreams.” She wipes her eyes of the tears that had formed as I smile at how much my mom really means to me.

“Thank you truly mom…I just want to do you and dad proud. I want to come back with my head held high and making a name for myself!” I say proudly.

“We are already so proud of you, Jaime,” she says as she takes the tray from me and kisses my forehead. “Go ahead and get some rest, honey. Just know that we love you and to come get me if you need anything else.”

“I love you too, mom. I’ll be sure to holler if I need anything else,” I say as she exits the room. As it gets later into the night, my nipples begin to poke thru once more but I feel the same irritation from earlier that had been caused by my bra. I decide to unbutton my pajama top in hopes it would relieve my pain but it had no effect. I hesitate but decide to take off my cami to see if it changes anything. Instant relief! I start to button up my shirt but my nipples start to tingle again as the pajama top rubs against them so I quickly free them again. The tingling continues though so I bring my index and middle finger tips to each nipple and softly caress them. I let out another softer moan and this time I don’t scream as I feel the electricity throughout my body.

I feel my hands go on autopilot as my brain doesn’t understand this new feeling, but whatever it was has taken control. My hands now open up and cup each of my bare breasts and I feel carnal groans coming out of my mouth. My body starts to tingle all over and my heart rate and moaning start increasing. My breasts rise high into the air as my hands massage my mounds while pinching my nipples. I increase the rhythm of my circular movement and pinch just a bit harder until the tingles subsided and I finally have control again as I take my hand off of my boobs. I quickly drift to sleep having just experienced euphoria for the first time in my life.