Without giving it a second thought, Jimmy raised his hands and squeezed his mother’s tits. Almost immediately, he felt her hands grab him by the wrist, pushing him away.
“Just… hold still, honey, let me finish.”
Nancy quickly scooped up the last of the clothes. As she finished, Jimmy reached up again and took another big squeeze.
This time, she grabbed him by both wrists.
“Jimmy…”
She tried moving his hands away, but he managed to keep them somewhat steady.
“Sorry, Mom. You’re just… you’re so pretty. I love you.”
Jimmy quickly squeezed her tits again. Three times! He felt fairly proud of himself.
This time, Nancy was able to move his hands away completely. She let go of his wrists and put her hands on his shoulders.
“Sleep this off, okay?”
She leaned in and pecked him on the forehead. But before she could back away, Jimmy grabbed his mother by the hips and pulled her forward. Nancy stumbled towards him, her breasts practically smashing her son in the face. Before she had time to react, Jimmy began licking and kissing her cleavage.
“Jimmy! Stop!”
Nancy tried her best to pry his head away from her chest, but he hung on to her like a pit bull. She quickly realized it was hopeless and stopped trying to fight. The moment he felt her resistance fade, Jimmy grabbed the loose neck of her nightgown and yanked it down below her breasts, exposing them in all their glory to his hungry eyes.
“Oh!” Nancy gasped.
Jimmy could have been drunk beyond recognition and the sight of his mother’s tits would have sobered him up. She had a fantastic pair, with the most suckable nipples he’d ever seen.
Cupping and squeezing both breasts with his hands, Jimmy quickly popped one of her nipples into his mouth.
“Jimmy! N… nooo!”
Nancy again tried to wiggle free, but the intense pleasure of the tit sucking was making her weak.
“Ohhhh, God!” she groaned.
Jimmy continued nursing on his mom’s breasts, feeling her nipples stiffen in response. Nancy slowly stopped struggling. She just stood there and let her son suck on her tits.
After a few minutes, Jimmy stopped and looked up at his mother with a grin. His cock felt like it was going to rip right through his pants. Nancy took a few steps back, trying to compose herself. The light from the bedside lamp reflected the moisture Jimmy had left all over her breasts.
“No, honey,” she said with sadness in her voice. “We can’t…”
“Oh, give it a rest, Mom. You say that every time we fuck.”
Nancy hung her head in shame. It had been a few months since she’d fucked her son for the first time. She tried thinking back, wanting to remember how she had gotten herself into this situation, but she could only remember pieces. Nancy had been so desperate, so delirious with lust, that she truly couldn’t recall how it all happened.
She remembered feeling insanely horny as she brought a basket of laundry down to the basement. She remembered putting on the spin cycle and letting the edge of the machine rub between her legs as it vibrated. Then she remembered Jimmy, fresh from a shower with only a towel around him, walking out of his room and catching her. After that, everything became a blur.