I Saw My Moms Boobs Novels & Stories

I grabbed my panties from the armchair where I had flung it last night and put it on quickly. “Hi mom, good morning.” I greeted her, opening the door slowly and peeping through to see if she was alone. “Morning Alexa, did you sleep well?” She asked, looking around as well. “Yea, come on in.” I said to her and moved from behind the door to let her in, she walked in with me and shut the door after her. “Your boobs are quite round and looks very heavy, do you feel much pain around them?” She asked looking intently at my breasts.

With a sigh and a laugh, I granted Mom’s wish, our bathroom activity ending quicker than I had personally wished. Later, Mom went to Amy’s crib and lifted her to breastfeed. I looked at them and couldn’t help but smile. Then my eyes slowly went to Mom’s healthy breasts, her round and plump nipples coming into full view. I wasn’t able to touch them at all during sex since according to mom, they were too sensitive right now and she needed them fine and healthy o feed our baby. "Don't even think about it," mom said as she caught me staring at her chest quite intensely.

I offered as I collected the bottle of body lotion from her hands and started to apply it all over her back where her hands could not reach. "You look so excited to meet the Pocey family are you sure you don't have any other thing in mind? " She asked as her eyes twinkled with excitement. " Mom..." I began to whine but she raised her hands in defeat while laughing childishly. My mom and I looked a lot alike, she was in her twenties although she would never tell me her real age. I turned to look at my little breast that was starting to protrude out from my chest. They looked so small that it irritates me most of the time, they are not even up to my knuckles to say the least.

"No, Mom. Out there, you're my mother. In bed, you're my woman. And I'm going to go to town on those tits. I can't wait. None of my girls have ever had tits like these." "Honey, I'm forty-four years old. Without this outfit, my boobs are going to be down around my belly." Teri had climbed behind her, and was tugging on the outfit. "Bullshit, Mom. You've got great tits. They don't hardly sag at all." "They're ugly. My nipples got really big after breast-feeding you two." "All the more reason to love them Mom. Tell you what, how about I turn the lights down low? Will that help?"

her mum said in an excited tone. Arlene turned the volume up to the loudest and they kept up with their mini karaoke which was pretty much loud, because people on the road started to look at them. But then none of them cared, to Arlene her mum was a vibe and not like the regular southingham mothers who were boring and lame. These were the moments she lived for, there was never a dull moment with her mum even though they had little cat fights, but it was normal with females. “Do you think dad would be back from work by now?” Arlene asked her mum who was still caught up in the blues of the music playing.

Marianne. Jace's mother. What?! I turned and saw Marianne standing by the staircase, smiling like the proudest shipper alive. ...Wow. Now my ears were burning too. We weren't even married yet, and his mom was already our number one fan. Jace leaned over to look, brows knitting together. "What kind of nonsense is this..." Watching him look both offended and curious at the same time, I suddenly got an idea. I opened a livestream and pointed the camera right at him.

The day Alexander and I marked each other. They’ve been watching me my whole life. The door opens. I smell them before I see them—eucalyptus and lemon from my dad, peppermint from my mom. And then I see them. They look just like the photos—no older than me now. My mom stops just inside the door, her hands covering her mouth. My dad looks like he’s been punched in the gut. And then— “My baby!” she sobs. I can’t even be mad about being called “baby” at 21. It’s the first time she’s ever said anything to me.

“Mom, you don’t need to be so humble! “You raised me all these years. I’d be an ungrateful daughter if I allowed an outsider to offend you! “Between getting married and doing what’s right, which one do you think is more important to me?” Emerald’s heart skipped a beat, but she could not force a smile.

“Mommy, can you come pick me up early from school today? I miss you.” After replying to her, I put my phone back into my coat pocket and let out a relieved smile. My life was finally back on track. [The end.]