‘Okay, if you say so’ his mom replied, looking somewhat unsure. She drained her coffee, walked over to Dave and gave him a big hug. She came up to just under Dave’s chin, and in the warm embrace of the hug he became very aware of her breasts pressing into his lower chest. Dave wrapped one arm around his mom’s back and held his coffee with the other, enjoying the hug but also trying to keep his dick down at the same time. Unfortunately it was a long hug, and soon enough he could feel the midsection of it pushing against his mother’s plump stomach as it rose. But either she didn’t notice, or she did and didn’t say anything, because she smiled up at him and broke the hug without saying a word.
Olivia went over to the sink and started doing the dishes while Dave sat down at the table with his coffee, hoping the boner he’d developed during the hug would go down without leaving him sitting there with his coffee long enough that it became suspicious. However, fate had other things in mind that morning.
As Olivia was leaving the kitchen area the rope on her nightgown snagged on the countertop, undoing the flimsy bow she’d tied and opening her nightgown, revealing her full, soft tits in all their luscious glory. Dave looked straight at his mother’s bare chest, drinking in the spectacle.
The skin of her breasts and bare stomach was paler than the rest of her, milky white compared to the light tan she had on her arms, legs and face. Her nipples poked out a quarter-inch from her chest, presumably a result of the air conditioner that was running, and her areolas were about an inch in diameter. Her tits jiggled hypnotically as Olivia rushed to make herself decent again, evidencing how soft and squishy they must be. Dave imagined himself burying his face in her perfect breasts, losing himself in the soft, warm embrace and teasing her hard nipples until she squealed with delight.
As Olivia closed her gown and tied it up again Dave hastily looked away, hoping against hope that his mother hadn’t seen him ogling her breasts, or that he was sporting a raging hard-on from them. When she was covered again she looked at Dave, blushed and apologized for what had happened. ‘They’re-that’s-it’s okay, mom’ he stammered out, still reeling from the experience. ‘Really, I don’t mind’.
‘I’ll bet you don’t’ Olivia replied as she left the room, leaving Dave alone to figure out the meaning in what she’d said. She must have seen him looking. How could she not have? Dave was still sitting at the table when he heard the water start up in the shower down the hall. Figuring this was his only chance he stood from the table, hard-on still raging, and limped over to his room.
Once inside Dave shut and locked the door, unbuttoned the fly on his boxer shorts and pulled out his almost painfully erect dick. It was normally about 9 inches long, a size Dave was pretty happy with, but right now he could’ve sworn he’d gained another half-inch just from how hard he was.
He went over to his computer and pulled up his porn folder. He pulled up the subfolder labeled ‘busty milfs’ (no-one else ever used Dave’s computer, so he didn’t need to bother disguising his porn) and started jacking off to the pictures he’d saved. However, before long he had his eyes closed, picturing his mom’s huge, perfect tits as he ran both hands up and down his cock. He made a mental note to feel guilty about it later, but for now the image was burned into his mind and he was too horny to care.
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