เข้าสู่ระบบMom's round, once-perfectly-smooth stomach began to distort in real time into ghastly, eerie shapes, pushing outward as Cleo undulated restlessly.I watched, mesmerized and horrified in the most arousing way I had ever known. A small hand or foot - I could not tell which - clearly outlined itself against the pale, vein-laced skin. It stretched the surface into a large, pointed lump before slowly receding.Then a knee or elbow dragged across the inside, creating a long, rolling bulge that traveled from one side of Mom's belly to the other, making the whole heavy globe wobble and change shape for a few seconds before settling again.The skin looked so taut that it seemed ready to tear, yet it held, stretching and rebounding with every powerful movement from inside. Her popped-out belly button warped slightly with each distortion, and the breast resting on top of her tummy rocked gently as the massive swell changed contour beneath it.Mom let out a surprised laugh and placed both hands o
She glanced down at her own soapy, glistening breasts with a little smile, then gave them a gentle bounce with her forearms. "We don't mind, do we, girls?" she cooed, speaking directly to her massive tits like they were old friends.Something about the casual way she talked to her own breasts sent a weird, twisted rush of arousal through me. It was so absurd, yet so fucking hot at the same time. My cock flexed against my zipper as I watched her treat her swollen, veined, milk-filled udders like they had opinions of their own."They think it's cute, by the way," she continued. "How much you like them, I mean."The whole situation still hadn't fully sunk in. There I was, standing inches away from the woman who had raised me, watching her pregnant body drip with soap while she casually chatted with the very breasts I had nursed from as a baby. I had fantasized about seeing her like that for over a year, and once it had actually happened, everything felt otherworldly. She was acting so no
She gave me a coy little smirk, tilting her head. "You look like you've seen a ghost, sweetheart. Is everything alright?"Instead of answering, I bent down quickly, keeping my gaze locked on the floor tiles while I grabbed the loofah. My face was only inches away from her bulging stomach and - though I was too nervous to look straight at it - the staggering heat radiating from between her legs.My hand trembled slightly as I raised the loofah up to her, eyes still fixated on the floor. "H-here you go, Mom.""Thank you, sweetheart," she said affectionately. She was acting like it was the most normal thing in the world for me to be inches away from her naked body.She took the loofah from me and I heard her pump a generous amount of soap onto it. "See anything interesting down there?"I blinked twice. "I don't--""Just look at me, sweetheart," she insisted. "At this point, you're making it weirder by not looking."I slowly stood up and lifted my head until her glorious, pregnant body ca
"Are you gonna help me out, or just keep staring at me?" Her voice came from out of my field of view, but I picked up on the teasing tilt in her voice."I'm not staring!" I blurted out way too quickly, my voice cracking awkwardly.She leaned slightly to the side, deliberately catching my peripheral gaze until our eyes met. A small, knowing smile played on her lips. "You sure? I can see you peeking, sweetheart."I squeezed my eyes shut tight, mortified. "I shouldn't be looking.""I told you that I didn't mind," she said gently. "I called you in, remember? You can open your eyes, honey. I'm sure you've seen boobs before.""Not yours, Mom," I whispered, my voice barely audible over the pounding of my heart."Well, then you can give me an honest review!" she replied, sounding almost playful. "Personally, I hate how big and heavy they've gotten. What do you think?"My throat closed up. "You... want me to look?" I asked, unable to keep the hunger out of my voice."Sure, if you want to," she
I froze in the hallway, unable to look away as heat rushed straight to my cock. It twitched hard against the front of my shorts, enticed by even the smeared image of her censored nudity."Jake, honey?" she called again, a little louder, sounding mildly impatient but still warm.I cleared my throat. "Y-yeah?"She did not turn, indicating that she had no idea she was being watched. "I need your help with something. I dropped the loofah and... well, I can't quite reach it with this big belly in the way." She giggled over the callback to our last conversation.I swallowed hard, forcing my voice to sound normal even illicit images raced through my head. "Okay?"There was silence for a second before she spoke again. "So, are you coming in?"My temple throbbed so hard that it almost knocked me out. "In... in...""The bathroom," she finished for me. "Yes, honey. I need you to pick it up! I'm scared I might fall if I bend ove
She looked at me, and I could've sworn that there were hints of tears begging to wet her eyelashes. "Well, that's it. That's the long and short of it: Mommy is horny, if you can believe it. Are you weirded out?"She had likely intended it as an off-color joke, but the mention of her motherly title made my stomach churn and twist into a hundred knots.In a rush to stop her from feeling awkward - and thus, I hoped, continue a conversation that I found extremely compelling - I said, "Ha! If anything, I'm the weird one!"She cocked her head to the side. "Why's that?"I froze for a split second, playing out the pros and cons of coming clean, but ultimately could not bring myself to lie to her. "Well, I... I've always thought you were beautiful-- even before your tummy was big! Then it... it started to grow, and I just... Fuck, Mom. I can't explain it! I love it!"Mom's eyebrows lifted an inch up her forehead. "My... belly?"Her
I was trying to think of a response, but words wouldn't form in my head, let alone come out of my mouth. It took a few minutes, but I could finally form a sentence. "I am so scared, Dad."My father laughed. I wasn't sure if he was laughing at me or just laughing at our situation. He moved over and
Now, I wanted to see if she was going to be honest. To my surprise, she didn't hold back. "This is going to be embarrassing for me. I would say I have daddy issues. Your father came along and took advantage of those issues. But it was clear from the beginning that he thought about you when he was w
Kerri has always wanted to please her father.Enjoy..******Hi, my name is Kerri, and this is a story of how my life changed. I come from a good family who provided a great upbringing in a well-to-do suburb of New York. My mother, Beth, was a stay-at-home mom, while my father, Sam, worked his way
We were all settled in as Chris hit play on the movie. While the movie played, Chris and Jim continued to pass the bottle of Southern Comfort back and forth to each other. On occasion, I would drink some. Unlike them, I wanted to be careful of my alcohol intake. I definitely couldn't drink like the







