RELIEF!!!!

Unfortunately you can’t focus on anything except the pooling heat between you legs. No matter how hard you try to think of something else, your mind keeps going back to the talk. You keep picturing her long meaty dick. How it felt in your hand. How heavy it was. How tasty it looked. How her balls looked like they could pump out load after load. ‘FUCK IT!! You scream in your mind as you practically tear your clothes off and leap into your bed, leaving only your shirt on. Fingers diving low. Sinking between your legs. Vigorously attacking your dripping snatch and thumb playing with your clit in a **** attempt to rid yourself of this overwhelming lust. You other hand rising to grope a breast. Fingers sinking into supple flesh. You pinch and twist and play with your nipples. You pleasure yourself in every way you can think of, but it’s not enough. Your finger are not enough. All you can think of is her. How much you want to feel her deep inside you. Slamming into yourself over and over again in a lust filled frenzy. Finally your frustration reaches a new peak and you stand to grab a toy form your hidden stash when a knock fills the room. You freeze.

“Honey, can I come in?” You hear your mother ask from the other side of the door. Heart racing you move as quickly and quietly as you can. Kicking your discarded clothes under your bed and climbing into it. You pull down your shirt, cover yourself up to your neck with the blanket, and lay down. “Um yeah Mom. Come in.” You say. Desperately hoping she didn’t notice how uneven your voice sounds. The door clicks open and your mother enters the room.

“Hello Sweetie” you mother greets you as she takes a seat next to you on your bed. “I’m planning to go out and doing a little clothes shopping today. I remember you saying you’d needed to do the same so I thought we could use this as some mother/daughter time. What do you think?” She asks. Smiling as bright as the sun and eyes shining with their usual joy before a look of concern adorns her face. “Sweetie are you feeling ok? Your face is awfully flush.” She asks. Leaning over to place a hand on your head. Yeah you’re red in the face after what you were doing and the GENEROUS amount of her cleavage now in your face isn’t helping thing! Ok calm the fuck down. This isn’t right and you know it. Taking a deep break and disguising it as a yawn in an attempt to calm yourself, you reply back.

“Yeah mom I’m fine. Decided to lay back down, but I think it was a bad idea. Little hot ya know. Anyways yeah I’d be happy to go clothes shopping with you. Just let me pick out what I want to wear and I’ll meet you downstairs.” You tell her. Desperately trying to ignore both the absolutely INDECENT thoughts running throughout your mind and the need between your legs. Her big pouty lips curl into a bright smile once more. Damn it focus! You feel your eyes dip a bit further before you **** them back up to hers. Luckily by some beautiful miracle it seems she did not notice you’re eyes stray.

“Oh this is gonna be so much fun. We haven’t had a good shopping spree in a while now. Plus I’ve been planning to expand on my wardrobe a bit and could use your opinion on things. I also need to grab some new bras. I swear they need to make stronger straps. This is the third one I broke.” She says as she uses both hands to bounce her large breasts in front of you. ‘NOT HELPING’ you feel your mind scream. Smiling innocently all the while. Turning your head away so as not to be caught staring you mumble out “You could just stop wearing a bra. It’s not like they sag or anything.” Right before you actually realize that was much to loud to be a mumble and your eyes widen in shock. You look back to your mother to see her looking at you in shock with a bit of a blush on her face. It slowly fades away and she dawns a look of contemplation-IS SHE ACTUALLY CONSIDERING IT?!?! Your not sure how to feel about that. “Mmmh. Maybe. It would save on money, but I do like the support. What little they give. Plus I’m used to it, but at the same time it’s so hard to find any in my size and when I do the strap always end up snapping on me...I’ll think about it. Maybe I’ll go some days with and other days without a bra. That or I could just stop wearing them around the house. That might make them last longer.” She says to herself. You can’t believe that she’s actually considering it. “Anyways Sweetie, I’ll leave you to pick out your clothes. Be down in 20 minutes ok?” Your mother says as she gets up. Places as kiss on your cheek, a little too close to your lips for comfort given your current arousal level, and leaves. Allowing you to release a breath you didn’t know your were holding. Ok now you just gotta get through a day of shopping with your mother who you have the hots for...just great.