Mommy No Tits

Fbailey story number 638


Mommy No Tits


I thought that my mother was the most beautiful woman that I had ever seen. She was a very good cook, she cleaned the entire house from top to bottom twice a year, and she gave my father sex whenever he asked. He asked often too because I had figured out their system. Anytime he kissed her his hand would rub her chest. That was his way of saying, I love you. If he wanted sex his hand would go up under her skirt to her pussy, and if he wanted a blowjob he would place her hand on the crotch of his pants.

I knew what was going on because I would follow them up to their bedroom and listen at the door as he fucked her. He would call her his slut, his fuck toy, and his sperm bank. Often he would tell her that he wanted to bring another woman home…one with tits…big tits. One night I heard Mom say okay to his request. Dad told her that he wanted her to suck the woman’s big tits, to eat her pussy until she had an orgasm, and then he told her that he wanted her to eat his cum out of the woman’s pussy after he had fucked her. Mom said okay again but I could tell that she was really upset.

Finally I heard Mom ask, “Why did you marry me if you wanted a woman with big tits?”

Dad answered, “Because you had the tightest cunt of any girls I had fucked and I thought that your tits would grow as you got older. Especially if you had a kid but that didn’t work did it Mommy No Tits.”

The next morning at breakfast Mom could not look Dad in the face. After he had left for work I had another twenty minutes before I had to go to school.

I asked, “Mom, why are you going to do what Dad wants you to do with that woman?”

Mom turned white as a ghost and asked, “How do you know about that?”

I said, “I was listening at your bedroom door last night.”

Mom looked totally exhausted and slightly depressed as she said, “Because I don’t have any tits.”

I looked at her in disbelief and boldly said, “Show me.”

Mom looked at me as if I had slapped her face. Then she stood up and unbuttoned her dress letting it fall to the kitchen floor. She had an old discolored white bra and a pair of pale blue panties. Mom then reached back and unhooked her bra. As she lowered it to her elbows and then dropped it to the floor I got my first look at Mom topless. The bra was the kind that women with mastectomies wear. She was definitely ‘Mommy no tits.’ I had only seen little five-year-old girls that were that flat chested. But Mom had great nipples. They were fat and long. Her areolas were the size of the old silver dollars in Dad’s coin collection. Her nipples were as big around as my little finger and almost three-quarters of an inch long.