Mom slowly nodded her head and softly replied, “Oh yes, you make me feel so wonderful.”
“Open your eyes,” I demanded quietly. “I want to see into your heart.”
Mom opened her eyes and let me gaze into her soul. I kissed her lightly on the lips and said, “God I love you so much.”
Mom then reached up and held my face and asked me, “Don’t get me wrong, we can’t, but would you really want to make love to this old body?”
I stared at her and answered, “No, I would love to make love to the beautiful woman in my arms.”
Mom thought about this for a while and said, “You know we can’t, but you do make me feel so desired, I never felt like this. I am also worried that I am teasing you.”
“Its OK Mom, I love the dreams I can have from looking at you and kissing you.”
Mom, pulled me closer and whimpered, “So wrong but so sweet. I wish I could make you as happy as you make me.”
“Let me make love to you and show you how beautiful it can be, that would make me happier than anything in the world!” I told her.
“You know we can’t, Doug, but I’m OK with letting you imagine we are lovers so you can have special dreams. I will do anything to feed your fantasies, after all, you have done so much for me.”
“Mom, would you consider letting me kiss your breasts?” I asked.
“You don’t mean uncovered? I guess through my blouse would be no problem, “Mom asked me.
“No, I want to feel the soft skin of your breasts against my lips. I need to kiss you, not cloth.”
“Oh dear, oh my goodness, that is awfully inappropriate.” Mom looked lost in thought for a few minutes.
Mom looked at me and shook her head then said, “But I guess it would be OK, if it makes you happy. I really can’t believe I let you talk me into this.”
I kissed Mom as I began to unbutton he blouse. She was wearing a very conservative bra, nothing sexy, but I was beside myself in anticipation seeing that bra. When her blouse was open, I began kissing Mom’s chest just above the bra. Mom’s chest was beginning to heave as I kissed the tops of her tits.
I pushed the blouse off her shoulders and started again at her shoulders and worked my way down to her tits. After a few minutes of this I rose and kissed her on the lips, with an open mouth, and we again allowed or tongues to play. Mom’s breathing was getting heavier, and I loved her excitement.
I kissed down her chin, to her neck, and onto her chest. I kissed around her upper chest and shoulders and was pleasantly surprised when Mom used a hand behind my head to guide it back down to her tits.
I reached behind Mom and undid her bra strap as I kissed and nuzzled the top of her tits. With the loose bra, I was able to kiss under the top of the bra and I was getting very close to her nipples. I reached up and pulled the bra’s shoulder straps down her arms, letting the bra fall away.
I was mesmerized at the sight of my mother’s tits. They we really beautiful. A big benefit of smaller breasts is that gravity does not damage them as much. Mom’s tits were perfect. Very slight sag, fine shape and erect nipples. The nipples were framed by lovely rosy and puckered areolae. Her tits were firm enough that her nipples were still angled upward.