Stag Party Mom

“So what happened? Why did you stop modeling?” he asked, genuinely curious. “God knows you certainly have the body for it!” he said, making her blush slightly.

“You happened,” she said, smiling at him. “I got pregnant by the boy I was dating in college, but I continued to model until I started to show. Once my belly got too big to model I stopped, and after you were born I didn’t have the time to go back, so that was the end of my modeling career,” she explained. He already knew the rest of the story – the jerk who got her pregnant had run off, leaving her to have and raise the baby by herself. She had done just that, managing not only to raise him but to have a successful career as an economist at the same time, putting the degree she had earned despite being a single mom to good use.

“Did you…did you mean what you said, about my having the body for it?” she asked. It had been a very long time since any man had given her a compliment like that, so it took her a little by surprise. She’d been so busy raising Hugh alone and managing her career that she really never had the time to date or find a husband. Her own parents had disowned her once she got pregnant, something for which she never forgave them.

“Hell, yes, I meant it!” he replied, grinning. “I hate to sound crass or anything, but you’ve got a great set of tits, Mom!” he said.

“You really think so?” she said, blushing, her smile getting bigger.

“Oh, yeah, for sure!” he replied, grinning and looking down at her tits for a moment. As usual, her nipples were hard and poking out against her shirt, the nubs clearly visible. But weren’t they standing out a little more than usual? Hugh wasn’t sure.

“They’re not too big?” she said, sitting up straight and thrusting her huge tits out as she looked down at them, then up at her son. She was wearing a fairly tight white sleeveless blouse with a deep V-neck that showed a good amount of cleavage and a pair of snug-fitting black chinos, an outfit that Hugh had always loved.

“No such thing!” Hugh said, still grinning as he looked at his mom’s huge rack. Carol felt a tingling inside her, a tingling she hadn’t felt in a long time, and it felt good – really good. So good, in fact, that it awakened the exhibitionist in her (which was another reason she went for the modeling job) that had been dormant for a very long time.

“Would you…would you like to see them? Naked, I mean,” she asked, her voice soft, her eyes big and hopeful.

“What?” Hugh asked, taken completely by surprise.

“I said, would you like to see them naked?” she repeated. “I mean, I can show them to you if you’d like,” she said, her heart beating faster.

“But Mom, should you really do that?” he said, looking over at her. “I mean, you’re my mom and all, you know, and it’s kinda not right,” he said. Part of him wanted to see his mom’s huge torpedo tits and a part of him knew he shouldn’t, but the part of him that was a true big tit man was winning out.

“I won’t tell if you won’t,” she said, her voice soft, one side of her mouth creeping up in a sly smile. The exhibitionist in her was wide awake by now, and even though she knew deep down inside that she shouldn’t be doing this, the urge to show her body off to her son and the sexual arousal that she knew would accompany it was just too strong to ignore. The tingling in her pussy was much stronger now, and she felt the moisture beginning to form.

“Sure, okay!” Hugh said, giving her a hesitant smile. “I’d have to be crazy to say no, huh?” he asked nervously. He knew this wasn’t right and that he shouldn’t let it continue, but his desire to see his mom’s huge tits was more than he could handle.

Carol stood up and walked over to the center of the room and stopped about four feet away from him, her heart pounding in her chest. She reached down and grabbed the bottom of her blouse, crossing her arms over her body, then lifted the shirt up and over her head, shaking her hair out as she pulled the shirt free, her big tits wobbling slightly in the white lace bra she was wearing. She turned and tossed the shirt onto the chair she was just sitting in, then turned to face her son whose eyes were glued to her huge tits inside her bra. She reached up and grasped the clasp in between the big cups of her bra, snapping it open and then pulling the cups apart just a little. She stopped, looking down at Hugh as he sat on the bed before her, his face level with her breasts as he sat on the bed.

“Are you ready?” she asked as she held the ends of the bra apart just enough to show the insides of her big tits. She was both nervous and excited at the same time, something she hadn’t felt for a very long time.

And it felt good.

“Ready,” her son said, nervously glancing up at her and then looking back at her big tits.

Carol pulled the cups of her bra aside, revealing her big, heavy tits to him. She had been afraid that they were going to sag and lose some of their size after she had given birth to Hugh, but to her pleasant surprise they didn’t. They were just as firm after she gave birth as they were before she got pregnant, with the only difference being that they were bigger – a full cup size bigger.

“Holy shit, Mom, they’re huge!” Hugh said, his eyes open wide as he saw his mom’s nude tits for the first time. “They look bigger than they did in the pictures!” he said, looking over to the laptop and then back to her.

“They are,” she replied, slipping out of the bra and tossing it onto the back of the chair. “They grew a full cup size when I was pregnant, and they never shrank or sagged after I gave birth like most women’s breasts do,” she said, standing in front of him with her hands down at her sides, letting him look her over.

“So do you like what you see?” she asked, her voice a little softer and breathier.

“Oh, yeah,” he replied, his gaze locked onto her big tits. “Beautiful, absolutely beautiful, and sexy as hell!” he said, looking up at her and smiling before looking back down at her chest again.

“You mean that?” she asked, her heart beating a little faster. “You really think they’re sexy? That I’m sexy?” she asked, anxious to hear his answer. Hugh looked up into her eyes as he spoke, his voice steady and even.

“I think your breasts are absolutely beautiful, and I think you’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen, Mom,” he said, meaning it.

“Thank you, sweetheart!” she said, smiling.

“Aren’t’ they heavy?” he said, looking back to his mom’s big breasts. “They look heavy as hell,” he said.

“They are, but not as heavy as you might think,” she said. “Here, see for yourself,” she said, walking over to him and standing within easy arm’s reach.

‘What?” he said looking up at her, caught off-guard.

“I said, see for yourself,” she repeated, her voice soft, her heart pounding in her chest as she stood in front of her son.

“Really?” he said, looking at the huge breasts in front of him and then back up at her. “You mean it’s okay to…I mean, you want me to…” he said, stammering, looking back down at her big breasts less than two feet in front of him, the nipples standing erect as they always did.

“Yes, it is, and yes, I do,” she said, her pussy tingling even more.

“Oh…okay, then,” Hugh replied. He brought his hands up to his mom’s big tits, palms up, lifting them and feeling their weight in his hands. His cock began to stir immediately, quickly growing longer, thicker, and harder inside his jeans. He looked at the big breasts in his hands as he hefted them, then looked up at his mom as he spoke.

“They’re heavy!” he said, looking her in the eyes. She looked back at him, her breath quickening as he hefted her breasts in his hands, her pussy quickly getting wet. She closed her eyes for a moment, reveling in the sensations of having a man’s hands on her breasts again. Then Hugh ran his thumbs over her hard nipples, making her jump.

“OH!” she gasped, her eyes flying open, a look of surprise on her face.

“I’m sorry, did I hurt you?” Hugh asked, keeping his thumbs still for a moment as he held her big tits in his hands.

“No, no, really,” Carol said, smiling at him. “They’re just sensitive, that’s all. My nipples have always been sensitive and, well, it’s been so long since a man touched them that…well, it just caught me by surprise, that’s all,” she explained, her pussy getting wetter by the moment.

“Oh, okay,” Hugh said, slowly rubbing his thumbs over her hard nipples again. Carol closed her eyes and moaned softly as he did, and when he turned his hands over and grasped her big tits hard, closing his fingers on them and squeezing, she bit her bottom lip and moaned louder.

“OHHHHHHHH!” she moaned, closing her eyes and holding her head back, biting her bottom lip as she brought her hands up and put them on the back of her son’s, closing them and urging him to squeeze harder.

‘This is wrong, this is wrong, this is wrong, I don’t care, I don’t care, I don’t care!’ Carol thought as her son squeezed her tits harder, pushing them up as he squeezed and making her moan again.

‘Holy shit, this feels good!’ Hugh thought to himself as he gripped his mom’s big tits in his hands. His cock was almost rock-hard by now, his heart racing in his chest. He knew they shouldn’t be doing this but at this point, he didn’t care.

Carol opened her eyes and looked down at him, then abruptly pulled his hands away from her tits. Hugh thought she was going to turn and run away, and was taken completely by surprise when instead she reached out and grabbed his head in her hands, putting them on the back of his head, and then yanking it forward to bury his face in between her massive tits. She pushed her elbows inwards to force her tits against his face, holding his head there as they closed around his face.