bobbling breasts

mom's breasts bobbling in the morning sunlight

It all started when I saw my mothers breasts bobble...

I was laying on their bed just zoned out, looking and thinking about nothing, when mom walked in the room, dripping wet from the shower,

The water on the clustered ends of her raven hair dripped onto her shoulders and breasts, drew my attention to the little rivulets running down across her breasts - it was amazing to me how her breasts bobbled as she walked - each nipple tracing little lines in my mind - not in sync - but in random motion from each other and the rest of her.

Mesmerized I watched as she walked across the room to the closet, retrieved a towel, and started drying - all the time her breasts were in glorious motion - bobbling this way and that - I should have been attracted the thick thatch at the junction of her thighs, where captured drops sparkled in the morning light - but, no, it was the other other worldly motion of moms full breasts as she danced around drying this and that was burned into my brain...

As I looked down at her, I started to get a hard-on. She caught me looking as she bent over to retrieve something from under the bed. Her nipples were erect and hard. "Looking for treasure?" she asked with a soft smile on her lips.

"I... I'm sorry mom," I stammered, trying to look away but still unable to release my gaze from her full breasts
that seemed to be taunting me now.

"It's okay sweetheart," she said as she approached the bed, "boys your age are naturally curious about things like this." She climbed onto the bed next to me, pulling the covers over us both. As I snuggled close to her, she reached over and gently stroked my hard-on through my pajamas.

"Do you know what this means?" she asked, looking into my eyes.

"I think so," I replied, "it means I like... you."

Mom smiled at me, and then leaned down to kiss me gently on the lips. Her hand slid under my pajama bottoms, causing me to let out a soft moan as she began to stroke my erection. We lay there for several minutes, just kissing and exploring each other's bodies.

Suddenly, Mom broke off the kiss. "Let's try something new," she whispered in my ear. She pulled back the covers and lifted me onto my knees. My pajama bottoms were still around my thighs. With her fingers, she spread open my ass cheeks and began to lick at my hole. It took me by surprise but I soon realized how nice it felt as her tongue worked its way inside of me.

I was moaning loudly now, completely lost in the sensations that were coursing through my body. My hard-on had never been this sensitive before. Mom's hand reached around to stroke me as she continued to tongue fuck me. The feeling was overwhelming and soon I felt a powerful orgasm building deep within me.

"Oh god mom," I cried out, "I'm gonna cum!"

My body stiffened up as the wave of pleasure washed over me. My cock erupted in spasm after spasm, shooting squirt after squirt of my teenage boy load all over Mom's hand and arm. I collapsed back onto the bed, completely spent.

Mom licked her fingers clean, then kissed me deeply as she pulled me into her arms. "That was nice," she whispered in my ear. "I think you enjoyed that didn't you?"

"Yes mom," I breathed heavily into her neck, still trying to catch my breath, "that was really, really nice."

Mom smiled down at me as we cuddled together under the covers. "I'm glad you enjoyed it," she said softly, "there are so many other things we can try too."

As I lay there in my mother's arms, I couldn't help but wonder what other adventures awaited us. One thing was for sure though - this was only the beginning.

Part two?