Fat dad Pt 1

Fat Dad Pt 1

What I have done with my story writing is realize that a sexual fantasy is a process that takes place in your mind. A fantasy is fiction, yet within our society there are rules that can make an act of fiction seem criminal. While normally it is only within dictatorships and religion that we create thought crimes, those crimes can still exist even within fantasy. For that reason I omit ages at times and allow the reader to develop what they will, with their own mind.


This story has a buildup, then they get going


My name is Alex, this story is about me and my mom, and how it got this way. This started around the end of summer vacation when I was, I’ll just leave my age out of this in case someone figures out who we are. But anyway, my moms name is Janice, really attractive, well to me anyway especially after things got going even more so. Mom has really large breasts, the kind that you just can’t hide. Originally she also had a little more in the hips and tummy but less than most women her age with really big breasts.

Well this all started because of my dad Bret. When I was younger my dad wasn’t so big but as I got older he just kind of faded out of my life, he was still there, just sitting in a chair either eating or drinking. He got so fat that he lost his job. I don’t know how, but he managed to claim some sort of disability and now he just gets paid to sit on his ass, drink, eat and get bigger.

Mom first started by cooking more healthy food, dad would have tantrums, so me and mom ate healthy. Then mom brought home exercise equipment which went in the basement, this is where it got good.

I remember seeing mom wearing something that she wouldn’t let me see. It was under her bathrobe and she was asking dad if he would go work out with her. Dad wouldn’t even look at her, I said I’d work out with her and she closed her robe before I could see inside. Dad still wouldn’t look at her but told her to work out with me. I went and changed into sweats and so did mom. At that point mom obviously had her bra on, easy to tell when they are as big as hers. My Mom looked like she was ready to cry though and said that she was trying to entice dad into getting into better shape. I started talking fast cause I didn’t want to see her cry. I said that I didn’t get it, that she was really attractive and that any guy should want to jump at the chance to work out with her.

She reacted like I had slapped her, head jerked, any signs of tears gone. She smiled and took my hand in hers for a second and just looked at me. Then she laid down on the weight bench and called out “spot me”

Her boobs were sticking straight up from her bra but my attention was drawn to her crotch, the way she had scooted down the weight bench I was looking at my first camel toe ever! I stammered a little, set up a bar for her with like 20 pounds on it and when I put it on the rack, she hadn’t fixed her sweats. I could see her navel from where the sweats had tugged down. While that wasn’t really a forbidden zone my my mind was working overtime. I was clearly seeing my moms slit, her belly above that was open to see and I was realizing she must not have any panties on to show that cleft off so well.

Well mom finally commented on where my eyes were glued.