I Saw My Moms Boobs Novels & Stories

When Mike reopened his eyes, he was greeted by a sight that sent an instant jolt of life to his semi-erect dick. Kneeling beside him on the bed, his mother had let her robe fall completely open, exposing her spectacular boobs in all their jutting, jiggling glory. Her nipples were long and hard, a slightly darker shade of pink than her puffed out, soft-looking, suckable areolas. "Oh my god, Mom! You're so beautiful! Your t-t-ti... Uhm, your breasts... They're awesome!"

I'm too young to try and figure out all these women. It was just mom in the kitchen, in her 'mom robe', tightly cinched. Not good. I dumped myself in a chair and she brought over food. Leaning over, her robe opened and I got a nice view of her cute little breasts. An older version of my sister's. Her nipples were rock hard, like Molly's when she was masturbating. She stayed leaning over and the view remained. I just stared at my mother's tits. "Mornin baby, you sleep well?"

You know what I was too? Fucking pissed. "Mama, what is it at all that you wanted to tell me that couldn't wait till morning?" I angrily asked sitting up and reaching for a pillow so I could hug it. She plopped down on my bed, an expressive look in her eyes. Mama's eyes were blue like mine even though we were black, a condition called Waardenburg Syndrome. She cleared her throat noisily and that apparently drove me up the wall. "Oh, get on with it already mama." I snapped at her angrily. She'd have usually gone all defensive on my ass but it was like she could tell I was extremely upset.

Mom was standing a short distance away on the curb, the sunlight making her look radiant. It hit me then that for as long as I'd been alive, Mom's face hadn't changed. For over 20 years, she'd looked exactly the same—youthful and untouched by time. I controlled my breathing as I approached her. Making up an excuse about a leaf stuck in her hair, I leaned in to get a close look at her face. Sure enough, the fine line at the corner of her eye was gone again. A sharp pain shot through my chest. I couldn't bear to face the truth staring back at me.

I felt Momma’s hand on my back and her voice was soft, “sit up sweet girl, I have a t-shirt for you. I sat up and raised my arms for her to put the shirt on me and stood, pulling at the hem. I turned to face them, Abi’s eyes widened, “holy goddess,” she screamed, “Brook,” she pointed at me. I looked down at myself and nearly fainted at the sight, and my hands lifted up and I felt them, I had boobs, honest to goddess boobs, tears filled my eyes, and I looked at Mom shaking my head, I screamed, “NO.”

She rakes her fingers through my hair, "By the way I like what you've done with your hair, being twenty-one just makes you a full fledge adult, you can fuck as you want." Heat crawls on my cheeks, as I lower my eyes to the floor. It's foreign to have her speak this way with me, she hasn't before. Mom let go of my hair and slid her hand down until she's grabbing my left boob. Christ, this is embarrassing. "You've grown so much, haven't you? Six of my breasts cannot even amount to this huge melon in my hand," she gives a little squeeze. "Are you even allowed to do this as a mother?" My blush intensified, I can tell I'm red from my cheeks to my neck.

Tears pool in my eyes because I literally thought I could never have this, share this with them. *Absolutely,* he says, just as I again remember that I am in fact naked. I quickly stand and try to cover myself once more. *How about me,* my mom’s voice says, also in my head. I giggle and start to jump up and down, until I realize my boobs are giddy with me and I quickly hold them once more.

she crossed her arms under her breast and glared at me. My eyes followed the movement of her arms and stopped just below her boobs where they were. "You are still staring at my boobs, you shameless pervert. Is this the reason you locked me up in here," she flared. "I told you it's not what you think it is!" I yelled, nearly losing my mind.

I grabbed a nude purse from my closet placing my lipgloss, a peppermint, some cash, three bubble gum which I usually carry and I was done. I came out of the closet and I heard gasps coming from the people in the room. "Wow mommy you look beautiful". Emma was the first to speak. "Oh my world, Liz we did a great job making your momma look good. Anna said with her eyes wide. "Yes, we did. We make a great team don't you think?." Liz said doing the fist bump with her aunt. l looked at Damien. " Mom you look gorgeous, Alex doesn't even know what he's gotten himself into". He said proudly.

"My mom's tits are sharp, but your mom's are like melons with nut on top of them. How would they do that?" "Do what?" Robert inquired. Derek had seen how sharp his own mom's tits were. "Jeez, Why should we even be discussing about our mom's tits" "I've been meaning to tell you that. Oh shit! Just shup and let me finish." "Go on." "I went to your secondary passage and saw your mom in the kitchen, so I thumped and went in. I tried to shock her, but she wasn't frantic." "Also?" "Man, her tits are gigantic, greater my imagination had taken me, and they don't hang, not even without a bra. It was mind boggling. I got a boner before she told me you were working, just that you were. She knew?"