The year was just coming to an end,—my first year of college. It was absolutely incredible. While I tried to keep concentrated on my studies, and I did pretty well, I couldn’t help but be drawn to all the beautiful women on campus.
Now you have to understand, and I’m sure a lot of you do—I’m from a small town, my graduating class was only 50 people. The hottest girl in my class (while she did have big beautiful bouncing tits), was not even close to the level of half of the girls walking by on the way to class. Always make sure to wear reflective sunglasses my friends, I could not *believe* how short their shorts are. Gorgeous blondes walking down the sidewalk, ripped high-waisted jeans shorts so small and tight you can see the white crease than didn’t get tan between her ass and thighs. I thought I was going to have a heart-attack right there in the hallway.
But I digress. As much as I went after every piece of juicy ass I could get my hands on (and I did end up sliding it in a few of their holes), nothing—I mean nothing could compare to the sweetest, most supple, pink, jiggly, bouncy boobies I have been ogling my whole life. Maybe you know a similar pair, we all do—those huge bouncy mommy tits. I was so eager to get back and see her, Summer, my mother, laying out by the pool, full glossed lips, sipping a mojito, with her tiny gold thong bikini. Her toes freshly painted white, petite, curling on the edge of a chaise lounge chair. Legs slightly bent, sweat trickling down her neck, between her tits, hugging the crease of her underboob. Smelling like banana and suntan oil. Just thinking of it on the bus ride home had my cock throbbing.
I have long imagined her wonderfully aged 50 year old body; she has maintained such a perfect health routine, (3 miles everyday, HIIT, vegan, all of it), and you would never be able to tell her age. When I was younger and my dad bailed, she decided to dedicate herself to making sure he knew he made a mistake, even if we did never see him again (not that I care, I don’t want to share anyway!). She has always known that I know she is a beautiful woman, and I may have been caught peeping at her in the shower from time to time. We had never shared any intimate moments, but I think she knew that I secretly stroked my cock outside her bathroom door, and I even suspect she left the door open just for me, but I still don’t know for sure.
I finally arrived home, my mind know filled with thoughts of big jiggly tits, sweet college ass, and my mom sprawled out in the sunshine by pool. I walked up the long pebbled sidewalk, into our beachy themed home, all white, minimal, and filled with positivity.
“Look at who’s finally home for Summer!” my mom exclaimed as I walked in the door, duffle bags slinked over my shoulder weighing me down, “oh am just so excited to see my boy.” She bounced over to me, wearing a thin white slip-on over her bikini (there is a reason I was imagining her in a bikini) and I could see her tits bouncing underneath.
“Hey mom,” I smiled “hold on one second, let me drop these—” she tackled me to the ground, luggage flying everywhere, smothering me kissing my face. Her slip-on being very loose hung low below her neck, exposing her enormous hanging tits, her bikini top slipping and showing the pale white skin next to her freckled tan chest. “Mom I can’t breathe!”
She laughed, throwing her head back with joy, “I just can’t help myself, my little boy is home I am so excited! Time to bust out the mojitos!”
Yes, I thought, I would want absolutely nothing more.
I threw all my luggage in my old room upstairs, and came back downstairs and to find my mom mixing a couple drinks, bruising a few mint leaves, and overall just looking incredible with her firm long legs swaying back and forth, while her bare feet skimmed the tile floor. “Here take a load off—traveling sucks” she handed me one of the best tasting cocktails I’ve ever tasted, “the pool is all ready to go. I had the pool guy come out and clean yesterday, he did a great job.” She glanced into the distance “well except he couldn’t stop staring at my ass.”
“Mom!” I laughed, nearly choking on my drink.
“It’s true! I should have known better than to wear a thong bikini. But hey, a girl has to show what she’s got every once in a while, make a few cocks hard if ya know what I mean,” she smiled.
I immediately turned beat red, “umm, well I’m sure that’s not too hard to do…” I leaned my waist against the granite island in front of me.
“Hiding something?” my mom asked, half-grinning.
“Uhh, no! Hey want go swimming?” I exclaimed, trying desperately to change the subject.
“Yeah that sounds great!” She agreed.
“Okay, just give me one sec!” I ran upstairs to my old room to change into my suit. Holy shit, I began to think, stripping down and now staring at my erect cock, throbbing uncontrollably. I’m not going to last much longer, a cool breeze will set me off. I walked to my window, overlooking the pool, brightly lit by the midday sun. My mom, Summer, was walking around in just her bikini and small black flipflops. Her bikini was gold, shimmering in the sun’s rays, and she had her dirty blonde hair up in a messy bun, with heart-shaped sunglasses shading her dark brown eyes.
She walked from one side of the pool to the other, one hand glued to her sweating cocktail glass, the other swaying lightly by her side, flip-flops smacking her petite heels, and her ass rippling with every step. She turned to the side and bent over the edge of the water, dipping her fingers to check the temperature, her back straight and her juicy ass extended back, with her gold thong stretched enough to barely see the sides of her asshole. I stood there, unable to do anything but watch, stroking my hard cock, mesmerized by my mom’s incredible body. She turned around, lifted her exploding natural tits, and wiped the sweat from under her breasts. As she let them get her bikini top stuck to the latch on her bracelet, pulling one of the cups up and exposing her soft-pink areolas.
I couldn’t take it anymore, I watched her juicy breast drop and gravity take control, rippling and bouncing. My body began to tingle, and I felt euphoria take over. Cum shot from the tip of my cock, splashing against the window and slowly dripping down. Right as my shots exploded all over the window, my mom looked up at the window, and yelled up to me, “watch’ya doin’ up there taking so long?” She yelled.
She must not be able to see me because of how bright it is outside, I quickly dropped down, and hid myself. I threw on my swim trunks and ran down the stairs, my cock still semi-hard swinging in the net of my shorts. I walked outside to see her with her hands on her hips. “Sorry,” I said scratching the back of my head, I forgot which bag I packed my trunks in” I laughed nervously.
“Oh, I thought something was up,” she brushed the topic off, “so how about we jump in? Or do want another drink first?” I agreed to another drink before getting in, as I needed to relax my already thickening cock. She brought out a pitcher of mojitos she made while making the first drinks, and poured my another. “So while we’re enjoying our drinks, wanna play a little truth or dare?” She smiled suspiciously at me.
“I mean, sure,” I smiled, “but you can’t chicken out!”
“I’m not a chicken! Don’t you worry, your momma is a badass, I can handle anything,” she snickered.
“I bet you can, okay who goes first?” I raised my glass in the air.
“I’ll go first, since you think I’m a chicken,” she clinked her glass against mine.
I thought for a moment, how could this possibly be happening? I already blew my load all over the window just watching her naturally be herself, how am I supposed to contained myself from asking something that will give me up? Or does she already know, and she just wants me to think she doesn’t? I couldn’t come up with any substantial answers, so I decided to just go with the flow. “Okay, okay, here we go, are you ready?” I asked.
She turned to face me on her chaise lounger, crisscrossing her legs, leaning forward and smiling the excitement, “yes! Let’s go!” Her cute little toes wiggling under her knees.
I took a sip of my mojito, “truth or dare?”
‘Dare.” She smiled menacingly.
I looked around for ideas, not trying to be overtly sexual, but at the same time wanting to rip her swimsuit off and fuck her holes right then and there, “I dare you—to pee in the pool.”
“What! That’s easy!” She laughed.
“But—you have to do it without getting in the pool,” I smiled. Perfect, I thought, now I can see her naked without being obviously sexual.
“Hmm,” she thought for a moment, “that’s easy also!” She got up and hopped to the pool coping, squatted down, and pulled her thong to the size. I could see her perfect pussy in the sunlight, and her labia lips slightly poking out, and then I saw a stream of liquid squirt from her pussy into the pool, and the sound of it tinkling on the water.
I watched mesmerized. My mom, Summer, looked over at me watching her piss into the water, mouth open, “you thought I would chicken out! Now its my turn,” she shook the drips from her labia, and replaced her bikini then joined me back on the loungers. “Truth of dare?” she asked.
“Truth,” I said. I didn’t want her to dare me to do anything the would show my rock hard cock through my trunks.
“You like seeing mommy’s pussy don’t you?” she looked at me seductively, and then leaned back and removed her bottoms. She spread her legs and then took two fingers and spread open her dripping pink pussy.
I saw there, cock twitching in my shorts, eyes glazed over in a dream I had imagined my whole life, “yes, I love it.”
“I always knew you wanted mommy’s pink pussy. I would often tease you on purpose and catch her stroking your cock to mommy’s big tits. So let’s keep playing, go ahead ask me,” she closed her legs, not giving me anything else unless I asked for it.
“Truth or dare?” I mumbled.
“Dare,” she said biting her full lips, lowering her sunglasses a smidge.
“I dare you,” I paused, this is my chance to ask for what I really want, “—I dare you, to come suck my cock,” I said confidently.
She got up, and slowly lowered my head back, and started to untie my trunks. “Let mommy take care of that hard cock for you,” she pulled down my trunks and my cock sprung up smacking my stomach, “such a girthy cock,” she kneeled down and began to slowly tongue the tip in small circle, then up and down the shift. My balls shrank up and I felt my ass begin to clench.
Oh god, I thought, I can’t cum already, I had to hold it back. At the moment, my mother slammed her juicy lips down to my balls, and wrapped her thumb and index finger around my shaft and balls, her tongue swishing around my cock sending my into ecstasy. I let out a moan and released my goo into her throat. She gulped it down and sucked the last bits out of my shaft. I played with her hair, and she looked up at me, cock still in her mouth, and I felt her bare tits swinging, nipples barely grazing against my balls.
She wiped the cum that had dripped on the side of her mouth with her finger, and then sucked on it and swallowed, “nobody takes care of your balls like mommy.”
I love cumming home for Summer.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/j863u3/mf_incest_momson_mommytits_home_for_summer
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