“There’s plenty of other stuff to eat though, so help yourself,” mom told her. “And you shouldn’t be so worried about gaining weight, Cindy. I wore your dress last night and it was a little tight on me, so you have nothing to worry about.”
“But it was tight in the chest. That’s the only place I wish I was bigger,” she lamented.
Mom gave a soft laugh and shook her head.
I was hungry so ate quickly, then put my plate and fork in the sink. I made coffee for mom and Cindy while they talked. As I had expected, it began to rain. I was content staying home so it did not bother me.
Once the coffee had brewed, mom and Cindy went to the coffee maker. I was still scanning the paper and not paying much attention until I heard mom let out a squeal and giggle from beside the coffee maker. I looked over and saw Cindy with a wide grin.
“Cindy grabbed my boob,” mom explained, feigning shock.
“Oh,” I said, hardly surprised.
“Oh?” mom echoed with an indignant tone, but clearly joking.
“She’s always grabbing them, Mom” I laughed. “That’s not news.”
Cindy laughed. “Can you blame me?”
I kept silent, but mom gave me a sly smile.
“Well, Colin?” Cindy repeated, sounding impatient for my reply.
“She’s my mom, so I’m not commenting,” I said.
Cindy stepped behind mom. She slipped her arms around mom’s waist. She moved her hands up and cupped her breasts through her dress. She squeezed them, teasing mom’s nipples with her thumbs until they were thick and hard. Mom let out a soft moan when Cindy pinched them and gave them a tug.
I might have expected mom to have protested if this were to have happened a few days before, but it did not surprise me when she leaned back against Cindy’s chest, smiling at me. Her arms went limp at her sides as she relaxed, allowing Cindy to fondle her while I watched. She arched her back slightly, pushing her breasts and stiff nipples out at the front of the dress. She caressed Cindy’s thighs, sliding her hands up under her skirt and back down.
“Has he ever seen your tits, Becky?” Cindy asked, bringing her mouth close to her ear.
“No… well, not since he was a baby.” Mom laughed, then moaned again as Cindy toyed with her nipples.
“Do you want him to?”
“Yes,” mom sighed.
Cindy moved her hands up to mom’s shoulders. She slipped the straps of her dress from them and down her arms. The front of mom’s dress slid down her chest and gathered around her waist, revealing her breasts. They rose as mom drew in a deep breath. Her dusky nipples were thick and hard from Cindy’s teasing.
“She’s beautiful, isn’t she?” Cindy said to me, sounding horny.
I nodded, moving my eyes over my mother’s naked torso. “Very,” I said.
Cindy ran her hands slowly up and down mom’s arms, then brushed her hair back over her left shoulder. She bent down and kissed mom’s neck, nipping at it with her teeth. Mom squirmed and giggled. She reached behind herself and ran her right hand up the inside of Cindy’s right thigh and under her skirt. Seconds later Cindy moaned. I could see the movement of mom’s arm as she rubbed Cindy’s pussy. Cindy moaned again, only louder, and gave mom’s nipples a tug.
“Come over and join the fun, Colin,” Cindy said, sounding very horny.
I hesitated, until I saw mom smile at me and nod.
My hard cock strained my jeans as I walked towards my mother and Cindy. Mom’s eyes moved down towards the bulge it made. She smiled. I ran my eyes down mom’s body, then watched her arm move as she continued to rub Cindy’s pussy. Cindy was running her hands up and down mom’s torso, caressing her breasts and tugging at her nipples occasionally.
“Take her panties off for me,” Cindy told me.
When I slid my hands up under mom’s dress she never resisted. I glided my fingers up her smooth thighs to her panties. I pulled them over the flare of her hips and down, until the fell to the floor. They were black bikini cut. I picked them up, noticing how damp they were.
Cindy stepped back from mom. Quickly, she unbuttoned her blouse. She pulled it off and dropped it to the floor. Her breasts weren’t as large as mom’s, but they were nice. Firm, with a nice up-turn. Her nipples were lighter and thick, with smaller areolas than my mother’s. Cindy reached under her skirt and pulled her red lace panties off. She dropped them on top of her blouse.
“She’s made me so wet. I’m glad to have those off,” Cindy sighed.
“Easier access too,” I said with a smile.
Cindy nodded. “Becky knows she has access to me whenever she wants.”
Mom turned her head around and smiled at her friend. Cindy cupped her chin and kissed her lips. Her tongue flicked out, meeting mom’s and she sucked on her bottom lip, tugging at it. I heard mom give a throaty moan as they kissed while Cindy played with her nipples.
“Have you ever felt her tits?” Cindy asked, cupping mom’s breasts so her thick nipples pointed towards me.
“No,” I said with a shake of my head.
“Not even a quick, sneaky feel when you hugged her?” she prodded.
“Well… maybe a few times,” I admitted with a bashful smile.
Mom’s eyes widened and met mine. “When?” she asked, surprised by my admission.
“Like when you’d give me a hug… sometimes my fingers slipped down the side of one,” I explained.
“That’s how my son started,” Cindy said. “Then one day I decided to let him have a good feel.”
“When was the last time you did that to me?” mom asked.
“A few weeks ago, I guess.”
“I couldn’t tell,” she said.
“Good.” I smiled at her and laughed.
“Do you want to let Colin have a good feel of your tits?” Cindy asked mom.
“Yes,” she said, nodding.
Mom’s eyes met mine and she pushed her chest out towards me, offering me her breasts. I slid my hands up, holding them in my palms and squeezed. Mom moaned and I groped them harder, pinching her nipples.
Cindy had been holding mom’s hips while she watched. She slid her right hand up under mom’s dress, pulling the hem up with her other hand. I wasn’t paying attention until mom flinched and moaned even louder. I watched Cindy’s arm moving from under mom’s dress while I kneaded her firm breasts and tugged at her nipples.
“You guys are making me so damn horny,” mom moaned.
“Good,” Cindy said, and giggled. “Maybe we should all go upstairs then.” She slid out of her skirt and pushed it aside.
Cindy pulled mom’s dress down to her feet. She helped mom step out of it, then lead her towards the stairs. I followed them, running my eyes over my mother’s naked body.
When we got to mom’s bedroom Cindy laid down on the bed, looking up at us. She parted her thighs and began rubbing her wet pussy. I was much more focused on looking at mom though. She pulled me closer and tugged my t-shirt up over my head.
“I think it’s time you got undressed too,” my mother said.
I quickly stripped out of my pants and underwear and tossed them aside. Mom watched me getting undressed. Once my cock was freed from my underwear she smiled, running her eyes along it to my heavy balls.
“Mmmm… I did something right when I made you,” she said, staring at my hard shaft.
I stepped over to mom and held her by her hips. My cock brushed over her thigh as she pressed her body to mine, running her hand up my spine. I squeezed her ass and pulled her tighter to me. I took her hand and placed it on my cock. She let out a soft moan and gave it a squeeze, then began to slowly stroke it. She rubbed her thumb over the head, smearing my precum around.
Cindy got up from the bed and stood beside mom. She rubbed her pussy while mom stroked me and played with my balls. Her watching us excited me even more.
“Have you ever thought about doing that to him?” Cindy asked.
“Mmmm… yes,” mom said.
“And a few other things too, I bet,” Cindy added with a wise grin.
Mom did not answer. She was busy stroking my shaft while she rubbed my balls with her other hand.
A minute or so later Cindy took mom by the hand and guided her to the bed. She eased her down and ran her hand down mom’s quivering body to her wet pussy. Mom let out a deep moan as her friend played with her clit and wet lips.
Cindy looked up at me. “She’s ready for you, Colin. Come over here,” Cindy said. She reached out for my hand and pulled me to the bed.
I climbed on the bed, kneeling between mom’s feet. Cindy was still running her hand up and down mom’s body, teasing her pussy occasionally. It was shiny and wet. When Cindy made mom spread her legs I saw her delicate pink lips part. The swollen head of my cock was pointed towards my mother’s dripping wet pussy.
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