A son’s desire and a mother’s need

Think I was about fourteen when my feelings for my mother changed. Want was getting to me was my mom’s breasts which were very large with very pronounced nipples. You see, mom has this cozy warm short robe with a flimsy belt so many times as she making breakfast, it comes loose and her breasts are exposed. Since she rarely wore a top when wearing her robe I was always getting an eye full. It was just open day suddenly I started having sexual feelings for her, big time.

I wanted so much to just reach over and squeeze her breasts, to suck on those big nipples of hers but I was afraid to say or do anything. Instead, I would just go to my room and jerk off. I was horny all the time and anytime I was around my mom I had trouble keeping my cock soft.

Then, one morning, my mother was eating breakfast with me and she noticed that I had moved so as to try and see more of her exposed breasts. She got this grin on her face then slightly sort of moved so that her robe fell open more and I could see her bare breasts. We didn’t say anything as we eat but I notice her nipples were growing hard. When I stood my hard cock was tenting my short that there was no way to hide my desire.

Embarrassed I ran to my room pulled down my shorts and started jerking off. Just as my cum started shooting from the tip of my cock, my mother came into my room. She gasped and stood there watching as I shoot four spurts of thick ropey cum on a towel I had on the floor. I was embarrassed and terrified I was in trouble, but instead she sat on the side of my bed and talked to me, explaining masturbating was normal and it was ok for me to do it when I needed to. Then she asked me if seeing breasts made me hard. I was so embarrassed, I could only nod. Smiling she explained that it was normal for me to be excited by a woman’s body. She said that a lot of boys had a thing for their mothers.

I was feeling more comfortable and relaxed then my mom said something that blew that all away. She asked if I wanted to see her breasts again.

I gulped and said, “Sure, if it’s ok.”

She opened her robe and I was in heaven, I took in the sight of her heavy round breasts, her large bumpy areoles and her thick hard nipples. Their weight made them sag a little and she had stretch marks but they were the most beautiful tits I had ever seen. I sat there stare not move fearing that mom would snap out of whatever was going on. But I was afraid for no reason.

“You can touch them if you want,” she said.

I took my hand and cupped her heavy tit. The soft warm flesh felt so good and I could feel her nipple against my palm. I watched as she started pulling on her other nipple and rolling it between her fingers.