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Help From His Mother Ch. 01

By: thescribbler97



Author's note- 

Well, so this is my first incest-themed submission, which features the first of many encounters between a huge-breasted mother and her hung son. Of course, it's nothing more than fiction. If you do not care for unrealistic scenarios like this, I suggest you stop wasting your time on this page. I should also state that I feel the best part about an incest related story is the build-up, and the first chapter concentrates vastly on that. So don't shove your right hand inside your track-pants just yet. However, I assure you, if you can pull through for a short while, the real, dirty stuff, and more, will follow.

I would like to apologize before-hand for any errors that escaped my attention. Feel free to point them out and I shall do my best to fix them. Needless to say, I would love to know what everyone's thoughts on this piece are, good or bad, so please, speak your mind in the comments section. Cheers.

- thescribbler97

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Jessica wanted to break something. 

She'd just gotten off the phone with her husband's secretary; apparently the son of a bitch was too busy to even talk to his wife. The woman had told her that there had been some unforeseen complications in Terry's company accounts records, and his business trip to London had been extended by two weeks. In the past seven months, Jessica's husband had been home not more than ten days. And now she'd have to wait for another two weeks, at the least. 

It wasn't like she missed him. She couldn't care less about his well being or whereabouts. In fact, even though she didn't want to admit it, she was certain that at that particular moment of time, her tiny, balding, pathetic excuse of a husband was getting his penis blown by the very woman whom she'd just talked to. 

No, the only reason for her frustration was that she'd had to go seven months without sex. Not great sex; she given up on that years ago- When her son had been an infant, she had spent almost all her time caring for him, while Terry had started spending more and more time at work. And things hadn't come back to how they had once been after that- Not even average sex -her husband's five inch penis that just refused to rise no matter how hard she tried, made sure of that. Just sex. Plain, ten minute, boring missionary fucking during which the only difficult thing for her was to not doze off. 

Still, it had been seven months since she'd felt a man's dick inside her. An extra marital affair was not an option; even though she very well knew that there would be tons of guys lining up to sleep with a woman like her if she wanted to, she was sure there would be none worth risking her twenty years strong marriage for. She wasn't 'in love' with her husband, but she still did respect him. He didn't spend a lot of time with his family, but he worked his ass off to make their lives comfortable in every way, and she was grateful it. And he might have even had a woman or two on the side, but the money still came in. She and her son were still living a life that many people might envy, and Jessica was forced to slide things like this under the carpet, fearing that all of it would end if she decided to confront him. Nevertheless, day after day her frustration grew; at 39 years, she was a mature woman at the peak of her sexuality. She craved for cock, daily fingering, or even the pathetic plastic imitations in the drawer of her nightstand were not gonna do the job. 

She knew she had an enviable life, but after all she was a human being, and then human beings could never be satisfied with what they had. Jessica was very well aware of the kind of woman she was. Everywhere she went, men's jaws dropped when they saw her. She knew all the men who knew her, or even knew about her, considered her a total goddess. She was a tall for a woman, almost 5'10", and had long wavy locks of dirty blonde hair which she kept till the middle of her back. Her piercing blue eyes, high, prominent cheekbones, straight nose, and full, sexy red lips made her face a sight to die for. She could leave women fifteen years younger than her in the dust, keeping her body in perfect shape, exercising her long toned legs regularly, and doing a large number of squats and deep lunges to make sure her ass looked as hot and round as possible. Being a rich housewife, she didn't really have a lot of other things to worry about. 

But what really made her proud, every time she looked at herself in the mirror were her God-gifted, incredibly large breasts. They were a whopping 38 F, and seemed to only get bigger with time. Other women might have been ashamed of a rack that flamboyant, but not her. She knew that she could pull them off because of her height, and liked the attention that her curvy figure got her, from both sexes, which was why, be it at social outings or at the gym, she always wore clothes that were tight as ever, complimenting her assets. 

She could have had any fucking guy in town she wanted-actors, bodybuilders, models, you name it- but a simple act of not using protection in her high school days, had tied her down to this one man.

Not that she didn't like being a mom. Tim was the best son a mother could ask for, and she loved him more than anything else in the world, even herself. 

He would be turning twenty in about 4 months, and had developed from a scrawny little kid to a 6'2", 210 lbs pounds hunk with powerful arms and rock hard abs, whom the girls at his college were crazy about. And it wasn't just the girls his age who were drawn to him. Several of her friends too flirted with him shamelessly, right in front of her, to the point of forcing her to drive them away. Nevertheless, it was hard to believe that this young stud was Terry Riley's son, and it was obvious to Jessica that 80% of his appearance must have been courtesy of his mother's side of the family. 

Like all men, Tim too was infatuated with Jessica. Since puberty took its toll on him, she'd lost count of the number of times she'd caught him staring at her tits, or her ass. She had barely bothered at first, in fact she'd found it very cute and amusing that her baby was growing up. It wasn't like her self esteem needed any boosting, but Jessica liked to know that she could cause young men to get raging hardons whenever she wanted to, and never put a stop to his shenanigans. Of course, she was his mother, and would never let things escalate from anything other than harmless ogling. That didn't mean that she couldn't tease her boy a little here and there. And due to the fact that he had come back home after so long for his holidays, the teasing had increased just as much as the smothering. When the two of them were alone in the house, which was almost the whole of the day, Jessica would sometimes dare to parade around him in nothing but her nightrobe and underwear, openly letting him peak at her cleavage, or her derriere each time she bent down, or deliberately ask him to reach around her to get something from one of the higher cabinets in the kitchen so that he would be forced to push his rod against his mother's bubble butt, laughing to herself when Tim would hurriedly excuse himself after this, and then run off to his bedroom to 'take care of something'. 

This kind of stuff used to happen even before he had gone off to college, and she had really missed having him around. And now that he was back, she was determined to enjoy every moment she got with her boy.

She didn't think this was a serious matter; both of them were pretty close and as long as she didn't let her baby get carried away, she found nothing wrong in it.

Jessica took a deep breath to calm down as she cut the call. She took a moment to think about what she was gonna do that day, and then headed down to the kitchen to pour herself a drink. She needed it.

"What's up, mom!" Tim greeted when he saw her. He had just returned home from a date with a girl that he had known from school. 

"Hi baby. How was your date?"

"Oh, it was fine, you know, nothing great."

"Nothing great?" Her son's fallen face bothered her. "I thought you liked this girl."

"Well...I do, but uh...she wants to take things slow."

"Ahh...she won't have sex with you, is that it?" She smiled knowingly.

He cringed at hearing his mom talk about that. Both of them shared such information quite openly, but he didn't want to be reminded of it, at least by his own mother.

"Um...yes. I mean no, she doesn't. At least not yet." He shook his head. "Anyway, how was your day mom? Any plans for tonight?"

"Not that great, Terry's secretary called. She was talking some rubbish about some key meet and what not. Bottom line is, he's not gonna be home anytime soon." Jessica said, shrugging. Both of them had gotten used to telling each other such news. "And no, I'm free tonight."

"Damn! Again? Well that sucks." Tim replied, but he didn't really mean it. "Anyway, what are we doing tonight then? I didn't have any plans either, and well, it's a Sunday tomorrow."

"Pizza and a movie sound good honey?" Jessica asked, not being able to think of anything else.

"With you?" Tim enquired, unsurely.

"No, with Scarlett Johannson. Too cool to watch a movie with your old mother, are you tiger?"

"Very funny mom. I just asked because you usually go to Aunt Laura's on days like these."

"I do, but I'm really not in the mood to listen to my sister lecture me about life and men tonight." She answered. Then she smiled, and added, "Though I am in the mood for some alcohol."

Tim raised his eyebrows at her. Jessica chuckled and opened the fridge door. "What, I can have a drink when I want to young man."

"Then so can I." He retorted.

"I hardly think so! You're not 21 yet."

Tim laughed at his mother. "Hah! We both know that I can handle my alcohol way better than you mom, so quit it. And besides, it's not like I have anywhere to go tomorrow."

Jessica sighed reluctantly. "Hmmm...well, I guess you've got me there. But only if you agree to help me with the dishes after you're done eating." She said. 

"Deal." He agreed.

"Great. I'll order the pizza, you go get changed."

In a couple of hours they were all finished downstairs, and his mother told him to wait before putting on the movie until she took a shower first.

Half an hour later, Tim walked into his parents' bedroom. Though they had a TV in the living room, and one in Tim's too, the one in his parents' room was the biggest. His mother was still in her bathroom, so Tim switched it on and took a spot on the bed.

Minutes later, Jessica opened the door, wearing nothing but her bra and panties.

She jumped when she saw Tim, and he spat the beer out of his mouth when he saw her.

"Jesus!! You're here already? Could've knocked Timmy!" Jessica exclaimed, frantically looking around for something to cover herself with.

Meanwhile, Tim stared in awe at his mother's huge matronly breasts bouncing around wildly in the bra as she moved about.

"Door was open!" He replied . "Oh, and your clothes are on the counter, right there." He pointed. Jessica quickly grabbed them off the table.

As she bent down to pull on her yoga pants, Tim got a fantastic view of her tits, and he drooled over her enormous breasts as she let them hang to the floor.

"Look away for a second Tim, jesus." She told him catching his gaze. Tim grinned and turned around. When he looked back, Jessica was wearing a simple cotton t-shirt, and her previous bra was in her hand.

"You uh...you don't wear your bra with that?" He asked, surprised.

"That is none of your business." She snapped. But his comment made her look down, where two pointy nipples were clearly testing the elastic limit of her t-shirt. And her son was staring right at them. Well, there was no point in hiding things now. "I'm in my room, in my house, and shall dress comfortably if I want to. And you're not going to make a big deal out of it, you hear?"

"Whatever." He grinned goofily, his eyes greedily leering at his mother's lush and curvy frame. "You look really sexy in your underwear mom."

She glared at him. "How many of those bottles have you had?"

"No, I'm telling you the truth, really! You look fucking sexy."

"Tim!! That is no way to speak to your mother." She shook her head and putting her bra in her closet, took a seat next to him.

Jessica wanted to watch a romantic comedy, while Tim's choice was an action film. Finally, they settled on 'Just Go With It'.

"Man, this Brooklyn Decker really is something." Tim remarked, after an hour into the movie.

"Why is that?" Jessica asked, even though she already knew the answer.

"You know why. Because she's got a great pair of breasts!"

She chuckled. "They're okay, I guess."

"Of course, they're tiny compared to yours."

"Hey!"

"What! Are you gonna deny it?"

"No, but..."

"But what? I mean it mom."

Her son's expression was so earnest and cute, that she actually felt like laughing. "You do, huh? You know your father says they're too big."

"Oh come mom, they're perfect. And screw what dad says, he has no idea about the appreciation of the female form."

"Look at you mister! 'Appreciation of the female form' and all. What exactly have you been reading on the internet?" Maybe it was just the wine she had been sipping on for the past hour, but hearing her son tell her that she was attractive really did please her.

"It's just the truth." He replied.

"So you like my breasts, then?" She asked him, a little interested to know where this was going. She had known that at some time or the other in their life, they were bound to have this conversation.

"Well, obviously! You have the hottest boobs I've ever seen."

"Oh please, don't try to butter it up Timmy. I'm not stupid."

"I'm not! I swear."

She took another sip of the wine. "Hmmm, well I have seen you staring at them a lot of times tiger."

"Well can you blame me? You should see how jealous all my school friends are."

"Really! What do your friends say?" She asked, curious, but not that surprised.

Tim suddenly froze. "Uh...nothing, forget it."

"Oh come on sweetie, you know you can tell me anything." She patted his thigh. "Don't be shy."

"Well, stuff like...stuff like 'your mom is so sexy' and..." He gulped. "And 'I've never seen a hotter MILF in my life'. Things like that." Tim answered. All this talk was slowly getting him harder and harder in his shorts. And those monstrous tits, covered by nothing but that thin top, with her pointy nipples poking out shamelessly were definitely not helping.

"A MILF, huh?"

"Mom I'd like to-"

"Yeah, I know what it means kiddo, I'm 39, not 93."

"Haha, sorry. Anyway, it's not like they're making stuff up or anything. I mean let's face it, you are a MILF. And a pretty sexy one, that too." He added.

"Well, young man, thank you for trying to cheer your mom up, but I don't think I'm going to believe that." Actually, she knew it was true. Ever since Tim was born, she had always been the 'hot mom' in the block. But regardless of what other people said, a 'MILF' was not exactly what her son ought to think of her.

"Why not? Everyone does want to fuck you." He blurted out and then bit his tongue. It seemed like he'd had a little too much to drink. 

"You better watch that mouth Tim." Jessica warned him, surprised, if not shocked, at her step son's bluntness.

"What! It's the truth!" He defended himself.

Everyone except my husband, she thought to herself and sighed. "Well, I guess you're right about that too." She admitted after a moment, keeping her smile to herself.

"Of course I am. Too bad you're my mom, and not someone else's."

She raised an eyebrow at him. "You know your father would kill you if he heard that, right?"

"You're probably right. But he needs to be in the country to do that."

Jessica glanced guardedly at her son. He was getting pretty bold now. But she had no reply to that.

"Anyway, dad should hear some of the other stuff my friends say about you." Tim said, casually patting her thigh. "Then we'll see who he wants to kill."

"I'm not sure I want to, but go ahead and tell me anyway." Jessica replied. She was acutely aware of Tim's hand that was still resting on her thigh. Surely it didn't mean anything. Did it?

"Oh, trust me, you really don't. But since you asked, I'll tell you. Just last week, I heard Andre saying, and I quote, "I would give my left nut if I could rub my dick between those titties for only a couple of minutes."

"Oh my god!" Jessica cried out in shock. "That's the Andre who used to come over for banana pie every Sunday!"

"I know right? Sneaky little pervert." He grinned.

"Well didn't it bother you that your friend was talking such crap about me? What did you do about it?"

"Well, it did bother me a little, but there's not much I can do about it, is there? I mean almost every guy I know has such thoughts about you. And even if I did tell them to stop, it really wouldn't make much of a difference, because all of them know that I'm not any different from them anyway."

"Wait, what are you saying?" Jessica asked, turning to him.

Tim floundered, not sure whether he should tell his mother what he felt. 

"Timmy?"

"You know what, forget I said anything okay? Let's just get back to the movie."

"Baby, I'm your mother. I told you, there is nothing in the world that you should hesitate from telling me." She put her hand on his cheek affectionately.

"Well...alright. Let me put it this way. You can't tell a guy to quit smoking if you yourself are burning through a pack every day."

"Hold on a second." Jessica withdrew her hand, her son finally confirming the doubts she had been having for the past few years. "So you're telling me that you think about me too, you know, sexually?"

"Well, yeah!"

"Oh my god, Timmy. Since when?" She asked him.

"Ever since I got my first boner, I think." He shrugged. "I've always fantasized about you, mom. And can you blame me?"

Jessica shifted up on the bed, a little uncomfortable. She was well aware of the effect she had on young men's penises, and it was only natural that her son would be no different. But even then, hearing him admit it for the first time was a tad alarming. With a shock she realized that her neglected pussy was actually moistening as she heard her son talk about her.

"Baby, you shouldn't, I mean- it's not right." She told him.

"I know, but I can't help it. But a hot woman is a hot woman, and you're the hottest woman I know. I can't help getting a stiffy around you, even if you're my mother." Tim admitted, absent mindedly twirling his fingers slowly over the smooth skin of her yoga pants.

"Oh jesus, is that true?" She glanced at his crotch area when he said that, and was taken aback to see a rather large and visible bulge there. She shuddered when she felt his fingers move on her thigh.

"I'm sorry mom, but it is."

"No no honey, it's me who should be apologizing. It must be so hard for you, I had no idea I was putting you though this."

Tim looked at his mother. She looked back at him, and a moment later she said, "Forgive the pun."

They both chuckled nervously at that.

"You have an erection right now, don't you?" She asked him quietly after a minute of silence.

He glanced down at his crotch and nodded.

"But baby, when you feel like that, don't you watch pornography to make it go away?"

"Of course I do. But...it doesn't help that much."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, when I...when I you know...ejaculate, it goes away for a while, but then I come downstairs and see you, and soon I'm just as hard again." Tim hung his head. "I'm sorry mom, I know it shouldn't be happening, but I can't help it. Please don't be mad at me."

"Hey, I'm not mad at you Timmy, do you understand? Not at all. I mean yeah, I know I'm your mother, and you're my son, and sons shouldn't be getting excited when they look at their mothers and all, but then my body is not exactly like other women my age now, is it?" She glanced down at her huge breasts.


Help From His Mother Ch. 01



"Exactly, I told you. You are just so damn sexy and beautiful mom."

"Oh shush. But yes, you did honey. And that's why I don't blame you for thinking about me in that way. To be honest, it kinda pleases me that you find me attractive you know?"

"It does?" The fact that his mother didn't want to kick him out of the house shocked him.

"Yeah. I...I kinda think of it as a compliment. And I'll never be angry with you for having that kind of thoughts, baby, I get it. But having said that, if this continues, your father may find out, and I don't think he will be as positive about this as I am. Which is why we're going to have to fix this, okay?"

"How?"

His mother shook her head. "I don't know, right now. But I want you to know one thing, that no matter what happens, nobody loves you as much as me, and I will always be by your side, come what may."

"Thanks mom. I love you too."

She extended her arms outwards and pulled her son into a hug. When she did that however, his hand, which was still on her thigh, shifted closer, stopping only centimeters away from her pussy. Jessica gasped lightly at the proximity, but Tim, even though he had realized it, didn't move it away. As they hugged, he could feel his mother's huge braless melons crush against his chest. So could Jessica. She was also aware that her son's hard penis was inches away from her pussy, and immediately, dirty thoughts fuelled by their recent discussion began to find their way into both of their minds.

Jessica suddenly broke the hug, but it had already been too long for either of them to dismiss it. Tim looked down at his mother's breasts, and was amazed to see her nipples jutting out more clearly than ever before against the thin fabric of her t-shirt. 

"Hey, eyes up here tiger." She said playfully, catching his gaze.

He grinned at her sheepishly.

"So, you want to press play now?" She asked him, gesturing at the TV.

He nodded and resumed the movie. Soon both of them were lying comfortably on the bed, with everything from the shoulders down covered under the bed-sheet as they watched the movie. But their thoughts kept on straying to what they'd talked about. Jessica had already known that her son had been attracted to her for a long time, but hadn't thought that it would be anything more than a meaningless mommy-crush that would fade away once he started having sex like any other college going boy. She knew that he was quite popular with girls, but now she realized that he still felt that his mother was hotter than any of them. And she didn't know whether to feel proud about that, or be worried.

As for Tim, he was just immensely relieved that his mother hadn't gotten mad at him for admitting his feelings to her. Because he wasn't sure if they would go away anytime soon.

The movie ended an hour later, and Tim switched the TV screen off. Sometime during the course of the movie, they had scooted closer to each other than before, Jessica resting her head on her son's bicep, and their bodies pressed against each others. They would end up like this quite often, whenever they watched a movie together. But this time there was something more to it than just the comfortableness of the position. At least as far as Tim was concerned. He had been quite aware of his mother's huge naturals pressing against his sides, her warm, long legs brushing against his, and the pleasant smell of her freshly shampooed blonde hair under his chin. The proximity felt great, and his mind was running wild with perverted thoughts related to her. No doubt, imagining certain more...desirable ends to this scenario would fuel his masturbation fantasies for days.

"Well?" Jessica turned onto her side to face him, supporting her chin on her elbow. When Tim pulled the bed-sheet off to get out of her bed, he was treated to a fantastic view of his mother's enormous cleavage, the lower breast squashed against the bed, and the other one resting over its counterpart, confined only by the thin material of her top. It already had a low neckline, and it had gotten pulled further down in the last hour. If she revealed anymore to him, he would have been seeing her nipples.

Tim's eyes immediately widened at the sight, and Jessica obviously noticed her son's gaze.

"Oops!" She blushed and grinned, pulling her top up and sitting up straight in a less provocative pose. "Sorry about that sweetie."

"No problem." He replied absent mindedly, still picturing the sight in his head.

Jessica shook her head knowingly. She had pulled off the bed covers completely when she'd sat up, and now her eyes were drawn to her son's crotch, where she noticed that his penis was making a huge tent in his shorts. But rather than the fact that he had an erection, it was the size of the bulge in front of her that shocked her more. Was that...was that really her son's penis? It couldn't be that big, could it?"

"Oh my God..." She gasped and whispered despite herself.

"Wha...oh." Tim saw his mother staring at his boner. On a different day, that might have embarrassed him to no extent, but today, the way she was looking at it in disbelief, it gave him some kind of thrill.

"You're...you're hard." She said softly. Jessica couldn't get how she hadn't noticed it before. Unless he had stuffed three or four socks in there, her son had been blessed with an abnormally large cock. She gasped again as she felt a tingle in her pussy, by just thinking about it.

'Get a hold of yourself Jessica. You're his mother for Christ's sakes.' She thought to herself, trying to clear her head.

"Uh...yeah, sorry mom." Tim hung his head in shame.

"Oh Tim, what are we going to do with you?" She sighed. "I guess it's my fault, seems like I should have worn that bra after all. They just feel so much more comfortable when they're free, you know?" She smacked her forehead when she saw him gulp. "You don't need to know that, what was I thinking!"

"I think I'll just go to my room." He said quietly, getting to his feet. 'Before I bust a nut in my pants.' He felt like adding, but didn't speak.

"Oh baby, I feel terrible!" She really did. After all, she was the one to blame for her poor son's miserable condition, she thought. She had actually enjoyed teasing him over the past few years, without caring about his feelings. 'What a terrible mother I am!' She thought to herself. 

"Is there anything I could do to help? Please tell me dear, I'll do anything to make things right."

Tim raised his eyebrows. "Anything?"

"Hey. Behave yourself." She snapped when she realized what he was talking about. She was still his mother, after all.

"You're right, forget I asked." He shook his head.

After a moment of awkward silence, Jessica spoke, "So uh, what exactly were you thinking about right now? Just out of curiosity."

"I uh...I was wondering if maybe you could you know...lend a hand."

"Oh." She pictured it, in her head. She giving a hand-job to her own son. And as wrong as it seemed, that tingle in her pussy was back again. But was it really that wrong? It wasn't like they were having sex or anything. It wasn't even a blowjob. All she would be doing was helping her son when he needed her to. And what else was a mother supposed to do, if not help her son?

"Do you really think that will help you?"

His eyes shot up immediately. Was she actually considering it?? 

"I'm sure of it. I guess I just need to get it out of my system, you know?" He told her, his heart beating like a train engine.

"And if I do this for you, you won't get hard around me again?"

"Well, it's definitely a start." He answered, praying like crazy that she fell for it. He had never wanted anything as much as he wanted this.

"Is that so?"

"Yes, it is. Please mom, I really need your help here. That's all you have to do, just help your son." Tim knew that if pushing that button didn't work then nothing else would.

She sighed. "Of course I want to help you baby, I love you. But I just don't want us to do anything that we might regret later."

"We won't mom, I promise you." He assured her, taking one step closer to where she was sitting. "I wouldn't ask you to do this if I didn't absolutely have to. But seriously, my cock feels like it's about to burst."

"Oh dear, that doesn't sound very good." Jessica took a deep breath. "Okay honey. I'll agree to do this for you this one time. It's only because I love you more than anything else in the world, and I don't want you to suffer because of me. Now go ahead, show mommy your penis."

Tim nodded, and pulled his shorts and underwear down to his ankles, exposing his enormous eleven inch long monster to his mother.

"WHAT THE-" Jessica couldn't believe what she was seeing. What the hell was that thing?! In all her life, she had never seen a cock as big as the one in front of her. And she had seen quite a few in her time. She stared at it, dumbfounded, and wondering how her son had been blessed with a penis that would put most hung black pornstars to shame. Her husband's penis seemed like a baby's compared to their son's.

"It's pretty big, isn't it?" Tim commented proudly, as his mother gazed wide eyed at his dick. He hadn't earned the nickname 'Tripod Timmy' back in his school days for nothing.

"It...it is...how large is it?" Jessica asked him in a shaky voice, looking at the raging shaft staring at her angrily centimeters from her face.

"About eleven inches. I have to admit though, it's never been this hard before mom. Please, will you touch it?"

Her hand was trembling as she brought it up to her son's cock. She tried to wrap her long slender fingers around it, but there was no way that thing was ever going to fit in her hand.

"It's...it's even thicker than my wrist." She said, feeling the thick veins pulsing in her hand.

"Can you stroke it, mom?" He asked her eagerly.

Of course she was going to stroke it. "Y..Yes, honey. But hold on a minute." Jessica went to her side of her bed, and took out a bottle of baby oil from her drawer. "I think this will help."

"Thanks mom." Tim nodded in anticipation

She sat in front of her son, and then poured a copious amount of lube along his dick's length.

"Ohh...fuckk..." He groaned when she spread it all over, making his entire penis slick and slippery.

Jessica tentatively brought her hand to the base of his cock, where it was the thickest, and surrounded by a thin but rough layer of pubic hair. It felt heavy in her hand, and she held it up to look at his swollen plum sized testicles, hanging low between his legs. She wondered how much cum her son had stored in there.

"Jesus Timmy, how the hell did you grow something like that?" She commented, still mesmerized by its size.

"Do you mean it's bigger than dad's?" He asked her naively.

Jessica snorted. "Son, I think you'll be bigger than your father even when you're soft. It's definitely the biggest penis I've ever seen."

"Wow, uh...I don't know what to say mom."

"Don't say anything sweetie. Just relax, and let Mommy take care of this for you, okay?"

"Okay Mom." He nodded, and groaned in pleasure when his mother began to stroke him lightly. The large onion like head leaked a thin stream of precum, and Jessica quickly caught it in her palm, continuing to stroke his cock.

"Do you like Mommy's hand stroking your big cock Timmy? This feels better than doing it yourself, doesn't it baby?" She smiled at him lovingly as she jerked him.

"Y...yeahh, mom." He nodded, closing his eyes and looking up at the ceiling, as he experienced his mother's hand on his penis for the first time ever.

Jessica brought her other hand to his cock as well, placing it in front of the first one, and yet was able to cover only half of its length. 

"Oh god mom, that feels so good!" He cried as she jerked him with both hands. Her son's balls looked so heavy and full that she didn't expect him to last very long, and increased the pace with which she was jerking him.

"Don't try to hold back, okay Timmy? You can cum whenever you want to."

Tim sighed in relief when he heard that. He was so horny that it surprised him that he hadn't cum when his mother had barely touched his penis. He could last for at least twenty minutes when another girl did it for him, but this was completely different. He opened his eyes, and was greeted to the divine sight of his mother's incredible beauty, her seductive blue eyes staring right back at him as she lustfully stroked his cock, one of his many fantasies coming true right in front of him.

"You wanna cum, don't you? You wanna cum for Mommy?" She spurred him on, talking in a tone that she hadn't in years as she whipped her hands across his dick as fast as she could.

"Fuck mom, I'm not gonna last much longer!" Tim blurted out as he felt the pressure rapidly rise in his balls.

"Go ahead baby! Cum for Mommy! Yeah, cum all over Mommy's face!!"

That was all it took. "Uurgghhhh!" He roared, and suddenly a volcanic load of semen erupted from the head of his cock, finding its way straight to his mother's face.

Jessica shut her eyes at once, as she felt the warm liquid splatter over her features, coating them with a thick layer of white cum. Tim's cock continued to lurch in her hands, as more and more jizz escaped from it, covering her face, and then finally dripping down from her chin onto the neck of her t-shirt. Some of it quickly disappeared into the huge valley of cleavage that was exposed by the neckline, while the remaining liquid seeped into the cloth, darkening it.

When the flow had finally ceased, she guided his cock to her eyes, pressing it against her eyelids and pushing the cum away so that she could at least open them again. She glanced down at her tits, staring at the copious amount of semen her son had shot out.

"Jesus Timmy, do you always cum this much?"

"Uh...I guess. Sorry I stained your t-shirt mom."

"Oh yeah, that's definitely going to need a good washing." She agreed. "Can you get me a napkin or something honey?" She requested him. The cum had started to dry, making her face feel really sticky, and it would be difficult to get it all off once it dried up. Besides, though she was a woman loved the taste of a man's cum, she didn't really like the smell. And with the amount her son had secreted, it had gotten really strong.

An idea crept into Tim's head. "Well I could, mom, but I don't think we should dirty that as well, when you can just use your t-shirt instead."

She narrowed her eyes at him. "Oh you naughty boy! You want to see your mother's breasts, don't you?"

"That's there too." He grinned mischievously. "Come on mom, please?"

She shook her head in surrender. "Oh Timmy, what am I going to do with you?" But then she smiled and pulled the t-shirt over her head, exposing her huge milk jugs to him.

This time it was Tim's turn to be shocked. Real life, or the internet; never had he seen breasts that were so incredible. They were so big that they started a few inches below her collarbone, and went all the way to only a few inches below her belly button! Tim was a die-hard breast man, and loved big tits. And his mother's were exactly how he liked them. Huge, but natural, heavy, but soft; somewhat like the ones that pornstar Busty Buffy possessed, only larger.

"Holy fuck mom!" He yelled in awe and admiration.

"I know, honey." She smiled, unable to help herself from feeling proud. It had been a long time since she had shown a man other than her husband her breasts. And they all reacted in the same way. "And you need to watch that mouth." She admonished him. 

"I don't think I'm going to be able to watch anything but those breasts from now on." He answered, greedily taking in the endless expanse of her succulent tit-flesh.

"Tim! Honey, the whole point of this is for you to move past that."

Her son didn't reply to that, and she quickly wiped off his semen from her face, then tossing the crumpled up t-shirt on the floor. She looked back at him, and was surprised to see his cock, that had been shrinking a few minutes back, slowly regaining its rigidness.

"Maybe showing you my breasts wasn't such a great idea after all." She said, both to him and herself.

"What? No mom, it was! Now that I've seen them once, maybe...maybe I won't feel the need to see them again."

He was contradicting himself, and neither of them actually believed a word of what he was saying. But Jessica didn't say anything.

After a moment of silence, Tim timidly brought his hand up to cop a feel of his mother's gigantic tits, but she reflexively slapped his hand away before he could touch her. "Hey! No touching."

"Awww come on mom! Just once?" He pleaded.

"I don't think so mister, this has already gone way too far." Truth be told, she was just as aroused as she had been earlier, if not even more. She wanted him to touch her breasts. She wanted him to play with her sensitive nipples, and maybe rub his enormous cock between her enormous tits. Her son might have been relieved of the pressure inside his body, but she still craved release. And the fact that the largest and undoubtedly most potentially satisfying cock that she had ever seen was inches away, available to her in any way she desired, was just making her head spin. But that cock still belonged to her son, and she feared that if she were to continue things any further, she would never be able to stop herself before it was too late. One of them just had to be the rational one here.

She forced herself to look away from his penis. "I think you should go to your room now, sweetie. Let's call it a night." The sooner he went away, the sooner she would be able to satisfy herself, she thought.

"What?" His face fell. "But mom...I'm still hard."

"I know you are Tim. But I'm afraid I can't help you now. I told you, this was a one-time thing, didn't I?"

Tim felt crushed when he heard his mother's words. In a small voice he said, "Mom, please just"-

"Goddamnit Tim! Can't you ever just do what you're told? I told you to go to your room, so stop arguing and go to your room. I'll talk to you in the morning."

The sudden harshness in her tone stunned him. Having no other choice, he pulled his pants up and left his mother alone.

Jessica sighed when he left. She hadn't meant to snap at her son like that, but the whole sexual tension in the room had been getting too much for her. Her underwear was soaked with the flood of juices that her sexually starved pussy had secreted over the time she had spent with him, and the lustful cravings were just making her crazy. But she knew she had done the right thing by sending him away.

'I'll have to make things right in the morning.' She thought to herself and lied down on her bed, topless. She could still feel the traces of the semen over her skin, as well as smell the pungent odor originating from the crumpled up t-shirt, reminding her of their incestuous encounter.

She tried to think of something else, but it was impossible not to recall her son's gigantic cock, and his heavy, cum-filled balls. In a second, her hands had reached the nightstand for the largest dildo she owned, and she flung off her yoga pants and panties.

The eight-inch pink plastic rod was nothing in comparison to his eleven inch penis, but it would have to do the job for tonight. Mad with lust, she shoved the dido inside her sloppy wet cunt as hard as she could, and then began masturbating furiously with it. One hand pinched and kneaded a nipple, while the other was a blur between her legs. "Ohh fuckkk...fuck yeah..." She moaned, as incestuous fantasies involving her stud son began playing inside her head. She imagined that it was her son that was battering her pussy with that horse-like cock of his. "Ohh Timmy...fuck mommy...fuck mommy with that big cock...oh yeah! Yeah! Fuck me!" She cried out in ecstasy, not giving a rat's ass about the fact that the door to her bedroom was wide open, and that he could have easily heard her wails if he decided to walk out into the hallway. And in a span of a few minutes, Jessica was crying out violently like a woman possessed, as her body convulsed, riding out the fastest, and most intense orgasm she had ever brought herself to. It was the first time she had masturbated thinking about her own son, and she had never experienced anything quite like it.




Help From His Mother Ch. 01



About ten feet away by the side of the door, Tim frantically tugged at his cock, watching his mom masturbate and cry out his name, and as he ejaculated into the palm of his right hand, he decided that no matter what happened, he was going to do whatever he could to successfully make his mother his lover. Damn the consequences.

Tim groaned when he noticed the huge tent in his boxers as soon as he woke up. Immediately he was brought back to the events that had transpired in his mother's bedroom the last night. Had she really given him a handjob? Had she really cried out his name while dildoing herself? He had imagined such scenarios countless times, but had never once thought that they would turn out true.

Hoping that his mom was in a better mood than she had been when he had last seen her, he freshened up and trudged out of his room. A delicious scent of bacon and eggs greeted him as he made his way downstairs, and then an equally delicious sight of the curvy figure of his mom, wrapped in a simple but extremely sexy robe as she worked around the kitchen followed suit.

Without making a sound, he walked up to her from behind, and then wrapped his arms around her. "Morning mom."

"Timmy!" Jessica jumped in surprise at the unexpected contact. "I didn't expect you to be up so soon."

"Then why have you prepared my favorite breakfast?" He asked her, resting his head over her shoulder, burying his face in his mother's silky blonde tresses.

"Because I planned to bring it to your room and wake you up myself."

"Awww mom, if I knew that I would have stayed in bed."

She chuckled and turning her head back she kissed him on his cheek. "Little too late for that kiddo, why don't you take a seat by the dining table, I'll bring it to you there instead."

Tim smiled, happy that his mother was clearly in a good mood. And he was about to break the hug, when the expected happened. The silk robe she had on was one of his favorites, and this wasn't the first time he had reveled in the glorious sensation of his dick pressed between her plump and round ass-cheeks. It certainly was not going to be the last.

"Thank you so much mom. That seems delicious." He replied, not letting go of her.

Jessica inhaled when she felt her son's penis rubbing up against her ass. There was no mistaking its size, and she was positive of the fact that he was doing it on purpose. And as wrong as it was, it felt really good.

"Yes dear, I'm sure it does." She smiled to herself, letting him know that she was aware of what he was doing. A sensual chill ran down her spine when she felt his breath on her neck.

Tim was emboldened by his mother's comment, and grinded harder against her behind, sandwiching her between his crotch and the kitchen counter. "You know I love you right mom?"

She was tempted to grind back, and dry hump her son right there, but reminded herself that she could not give in to her temptations. "Of course honey. And I love you too. More than anything else in the world."

He hummed, and his hands were sneakily finding their way to the opening of the robe, when Jessica caught on to what he was trying to do.

"Whoa. Go sit down over there now, buster, you're breakfast's gonna get cold."

Tim cursed inwardly for not having taken things slower. Now he'd blown it. "Okay mom." He sighed and headed to the dining table.

She took a few deep breaths to calm herself, and then served him his food in a plate. And when she noticed his eyes exactly where they weren't supposed to be, it was her turn to curse. In the haste of preparing his breakfast before he woke up and not having expected him to be up this early, she had thrown on the robe without replacing the undergarments she had taken off last night. And the robe, it was a perilous thing to say the least.

Tim tried not to let his delight show when he noticed his mother's nipples outlined against the silvery material. She did catch his gaze, however, and immediately crossed her arms over them, only to unintentionally squash her huge naturals against each other, exposing an incredibly deep line of cleavage.

"So what plans do you have for the day honey?" She asked him, wanting to divert his attention.

Tim shrugged, eating the bacon. "Haven't really thought about it yet. You?"

"Well, I have to go to buy some groceries, and your aunt is coming over for lunch, but nothing other than that." She answered.

"So you're gonna be home for most part of the day?"

"I guess so."

"Well, I don't really feel like going out today anyway, so I guess I'll just chill by the pool, maybe watch a movie or something."

"You sure? Don't you want to hang out with your friends?" Jessica wanted him out of the house. Because of last night, she was worried of what could happen if the two of them decided to spend their day together today. More than him, it was herself she didn't trust.

He shook his head.

"How about that girl, Mindy? Why don't you take her to the mall or something? She'll like that."

"We went on a date yesterday, mom. I'm not that desperate to get in her pants."

"I see." She nodded, not being able to think of any other ideas. Maybe she could spend the day at her sister's house instead of her coming over. But that didn't seem like a plausible option. Laura clearly had her own life to deal with, and besides, running away from the problem could never be the solution.

She sighed. "Timmy, we have to talk about last night."

He hung his head back. "Here goes."

"I'm serious honey. We can't just pretend it never happened, can we?"

"Look mom, first of all, technically, nothing really happened. I had a problem, and you provided the solution."

"A temporary solution." She corrected him.

"Well yes, whatever. But secondly, if you feel that I pressured you in any way into doing it, I'm really, really sorry, okay? I know you think it was wrong of me to ask you that, but please don't be mad at me."

"Oh Tim, my baby, I'm not at all mad at you!" She placed a hand on his cheek. The robe parted a little when she did that, and at once his eyes went to her breasts, but this time she knowingly ignored it. "You didn't pressure me, sweetie, I was only glad to help you."

"You were?"

"Of course! What are mothers for? In fact, I should be the one apologizing. I shouldn't have snapped at you like that, and sent you away to your room, it was totally uncalled for. It's just that..." Jessica blushed a little, unsure of how to tell her son the truth. "With everything that was going on, things were getting well...a little intense for me, you know...down there."

Tim nodded, smiling inwardly. Of course he knew. He had seen exactly how intense things had gotten down there just minutes later last night.

"I'm a woman too baby, and well...my body too has its needs, just like you do. And uh...I don't know how else to put this, but your co...er, your penis, is somewhat stimulating."

"Oh for God's sake mom, stop blushing like a twelve year old." He grinned. "You don't have to explain yourself, I understand. You have nothing to feel sorry about."

She smiled happily. "Oh Tim, thank you so much." Without thinking, she reached across to give him a hug. It was a really stupid thing to do, she realized a moment later, because the robe, trapped as it was under her ass, was stretched a little too much, and immediately, her monstrous tits popped out, mashing themselves against his t-shirt. Both their eyes grew wide in shock as they realized what happened, and at once Jessica recoiled back into her chair, mortified.

"Oh my god, Timmy, I'm so sorry!" She hastily put them back inside her robe and pulled it tight over them.

"Holy shit Mom." He said, half grinning, half stunned.

"Jesus, that was so embarrassing, I'm so stupid. Please Tim, forget this ever happened."

He couldn't help raising an eyebrow. Somehow, after he'd seen his mother masturbating to thoughts of him, his confidence around her had increased ten-fold. "That's a rather pointless suggestion, don't you think?"

She cast him a dirty look. "You're such a...oh, the hell with it. It's not like you haven't seen them before."

"Does that mean you're gonna show them to me again? Please mom, please show them to me again."

Jessica glared at her son in anger. "Absolutely not!"

"Relax, I'm only kidding mom, jeez." He smiled.

She frowned. "Why can't you be more mature about it?"

"Mature? Come on mom, you've gotta admit, those tits are, excuse my French, fucking incredible! I mean, it's a tragedy that you're hiding them from me!"

"Tim! You simply cannot talk to your mother that way."

"I can't speak the truth?"

"You know what I mean. Finish your breakfast, we can talk when you remember your manners again." She stood, heading to her room to change into something less revealing.

She locked the door, slipped the robe off, and looked at her naked reflection in the mirror. Tim may have been a little outspoken, but he was right. Her breasts were truly something to be proud of. And she did like showing them off, though lately the only person who'd been lucky enough was her son. Even when they were teenagers, she and her twin sister Laura were the bustiest and hottest girls in their school. And the two of them might have had a reputation for sleeping around, but she was still a queen among women. She'd have sex with the hottest college guys on almost a daily basis. Those were the good old days, when all men practically worshipped her, and were ready to do anything she wanted. 

Her husband was one of them. He had been, back then, and in the first few years of their marriage, her sexual life was still something to be proud of. His penis wasn't large, but he knew how to use it, and they both loved each other dearly. But age had taken its toll on him. Jessica had forgotten the last time she had had sex with him and felt anything close to satisfied. Maybe it was her fault, she thought, as she rubbed her right nipple between her fingers. Maybe it was because of her wild and insatiable sexual appetite that Terry had been forced to turn to women that were less demanding. But that didn't change the fact that she craved it more than anything in her life, and was still not getting it. This was not what she deserved, she thought as she played with her tits. What she deserved was a nice, hung stud, ready to fuck her like a machine and treat her like the queen she was.

She sighed. The nice hung stud was currently knocking on her door.

"Mom?" Tim called out to her from outside.

"Hold on a minute, I'm changing." She turned around, and going to her closet, put on a bra and panties, before throwing on a fresh t-shirt along with a pair of gym shorts.

"Yeah?" She opened the door for him.

"I'm sorry for what I said." He told her, coming inside.

"It's okay Timmy, I forgive you."

"I just wanted you to know how beautiful you are mom."

Jessica smiled at him. "Thanks sweetie. I know you meant what you said in a good way. But you should think about what you're saying before you say it. What do you think will happen if I were to roam around the house with my boobs out all day?"

Tim imagined it. And of course, the thought carried down to his sleeping penis.

She looked at him, lost in thought. "That. That would happen. You wouldn't be able to think about anything else but my breasts. And that's not healthy, honey."

"I beg to differ, mom." He shook his head. "Yeah, maybe at first I would think about nothing else but them. But a few days later, I'd get used to them, and once my obsession passes away, then my problem would be solved, wouldn't it? And isn't that what you want?"

She sat down on the bed next to him. "Let's say you're right. Let's say I let you stare at my naked breasts all you want, and then you get used to them. But soon that won't be enough. Soon, you'll want to touch them. So I'll let you touch them all you want, and you'll get used to that too. Then what? You'll want to fuck them next. Should I let you do that too? Should I keep letting you do what you want, until both of us end up in jail for committing incest? Is that what you want?"

Tim looked away. He thought long and hard about what his mother had just said, and then finally broke the silence. "It doesn't have to be like that."

"What...what do you mean?"

She shook his head again, trying to find words for his feelings. "You make it sound so wrong, and horrible, it doesn't have to be like that."

Jessica was already starting to feel a little uncomfortable. "I'm only being realistic, baby."

"No, no you're being pessimistic." He turned to her and looked straight into her eyes. "I know that you need to have sex, mom. You do too. I know that dad is cheating on you, and even if he wasn't, he can't satisfy your needs. All you're doing by telling me that this is wrong, by denying that this is what you want, is trying to fool yourself. But you can't, mom." He put a hand on her thigh. "Sooner or later, your body is going to overpower your conscience. And what happens then? Will you go fuck some stranger, let everybody know, and destroy your marriage?"

"Tim, please...please don't say that." Her head was spinning. She couldn't believe what her son was saying to her.

"No, of course you don't want that." He continued. "Mom, I saw you masturbating last night. I heard you calling out my name while you did it. I jacked myself off watching you do it."

Jessica's face started to turn a deep shade of scarlet.

"I think you want this too mom. I think you want it just as much as I do. So what's stopping us? I promise you, mom, that if you let me, I'll satisfy each and every one of your desires. I'll pleasure you in ways that dad wouldn't be able to even dream of. I'll make you scream with my big cock. And no one will ever know." He exhaled, searching her face for a reply.

Her mind was going haywire as it processed what it had just heard. Never had she even dreamed that her son would say something like this to her. With her heart beating like a jack-rabbit, her skin had started to shine with nervous perspiration. And the worst part was, that regardless of her emotions, her pussy had not only completely soaked her underwear, but there was also a tiny wet spot forming on the crotch of her grey workout shorts.

"Mom? You okay?" She twitched when she felt his hand on her shoulder.

"I...I..."

"Yeah?"

"I need some time to think." She breathed out.

Tim nodded, understanding. "Of course. I'll be in my room mom." He got up and walked out, almost as shocked as his mom that he had had the balls to say all that to her. But she hadn't slapped him. She hadn't even yelled at him. Of course, there was a high chance that all that and more would happen later, when she came to her senses, but he could only hope that it didn't. He knew his mom loved him, and despite her supermodel like beauty, he was pretty much the only male in her life right now. It was completely up to her to change that; she could divorce his father and have any man she wanted even before she walked out of the house, but then again, she loved him. And there wasn't anything that she had denied him in his life, as long as he had asked her nicely. He plopped onto his bed, and waited for time to pass by.

For the next twenty minutes or so Tim lay in his bed, waiting for his mom to call out to him or come to his room, but she didn't. He was going to go to hers, and see what she was doing, but decided against it. She'd come to him when he was ready. Finally, he headed downstairs, made himself a cup of coffee and switched on the TV. About an hour later, there was a knock on his door.



Help From His Mother Ch. 02



For the next twenty minutes or so Tim lay in his bed, waiting for his mom to call out to him or come to his room, but she didn't. He was going to go to hers, and see what she was doing, but decided against it. She'd come to him when he was ready. Finally, he headed downstairs, made himself a cup of coffee and switched on the TV. About an hour later, there was a knock on his door.

When he answered it, he saw the splitting image of his mother grinning at him.

"Aunt Laura! Good morning!" He greeted her.

"Hiya Timmy." She smiled at him and gave him a tight hug after coming inside. Tim happily returned the hug, enjoying the delightful sponginess of his mother's twin sister's giant breasts crushed against his chest.

"Okay, you can let go of me now." She chuckled, also acutely aware of her nephew's penis pressed against her stomach.

"Sorry, I'm just really happy to see my favorite aunt after so long." He told her, breaking the hug.

"Honey, I'm your ONLY aunt." She replied, straightening her blouse. "And it's barely been a week since we last met."

"Oh well, I'm still happy." He brazenly checked her out, admiring her curvy frame under the light blue blouse that was tucked inside the skin-tight white designer jeans. She had the same body as her sister, and if it wasn't for the slightly more expensive hairdo and the devastatingly sexy makeup, Tim would have had trouble telling the two of them apart. Not that his mom was any less sexy. The only difference was, that Laura, being a recently divorced single woman, made a much more noticeable effort to flaunt it. And unlike his mother, she had no objections when Tim tried to flirt with her. Hell, most of the success he had with girls, was due to his aunt herself. "You look great, as always." He told her.

"Tell me something I don't know, kiddo." She smirked proudly.

"Anyway, what are you doing here so early? I thought you were gonna come over for lunchtime."

"Well, today's my day off, and I felt like spending some more time with my family. You got a problem with that?"

"Why would I have a problem with hanging out with my sexy aunt?"

"Jeez Tim, are you ever gonna stop laying it on so thick?" She rolled her eyes in amusement. "Now tell me, where is that damn mother of yours who won't come out to greet me?"

Tim hesitated. He didn't know if sending his aunt to his mother's room just then would be a good idea. There was a danger of the whole plan of seducing his mom blowing up in his face if she were to spill the beans of their recent conversation to her sister. "Oh, she's really busy in her room with something, I guess. Why? You don't want to hang out with me?"

"Oh Timmy, you know I love hanging out with you! But let me just go say hi, alright?"

"Alright." He sighed in reluctance. "I'll go to my room then." 

She took off her heels and put down her purse on a chair, before heading up the stairs. Tim walked two steps behind her.

Maybe he was imagining it, but he could have sworn that his aunt was deliberately swaying her hips as he followed her. He stared at the delicious ass cheeks rock pendulously in her tight jeans, and had to resist the urge to reach his hand out and grab onto one. At the top of the stairs, Laura walked off to the right while Tim headed to the left.

He was just about to enter his room, when he pondered on eavesdropping on the conversation they were about to have. Because whatever it was, it was surely going to be of some interest to him.

Silently he tiptoed to his mother's room, and stood by the side of the door, where they couldn't see him.

"Jess! Hello sis!" He heard his aunt say.

"Hi Laura. Thanks for coming on such short notice." His mother replied.

"Oh well, you did tell me on the phone to get my ass here as soon as I could. Now tell me, what is this urgent matter that couldn't wait till the afternoon?"

Tim gulped when he heard that. It was his mother who had called her sister here, and there was no doubt about what she wanted to speak to her about.

"Let me close the door first, I don't want Tim listening in on us." He heard his mother's voice. Immediately he rushed off to his room, out of sight. And then a short while later, he soundlessly returned to his spot. The door was shut, but he could still hear everything pretty clearly.

His worst fears were confirmed as he heard his mother narrating to her sister the events that had transpired since last night. She spoke for a good five minutes, not leaving out any detail. The only time she was interrupted was when his aunt cried out a very audible "Holy shit!" on being told about the dimensions of her nephew's penis by her sister, and he couldn't help smirking with pride as he silently eavesdropped on them.

"Eleven fucking inches?" She asked his mother.

"Yes. And the craziest part is that his father's is only five."

"Jesus, I knew he was big, but not that big!"

"Anyway so-wait, how did you know he was big?"

There was a pause in the conversation. Then his aunt spoke. "Kelly told me."

"Okay, and how did your daughter know that her cousin was big?"

"Oh they went to the same school Jess. You know how it is, all these teenagers, they love to kiss and tell. Kelly's best friend's elder sister was going out with him, and apparently freaked out when she saw it. That's how Kelly knew. Back then I didn't think much of it, I mean it's not like these girls have been around like you and I, you know? I figured he must be like eight, or nine inches at the most. But eleven fucking inches, God, your boy's got a penis that belongs to a horse."

His mom resumed speaking. "Anyway, so he pulls his cock out, and obviously I just had to touch it." She said and then went on to tell her everything that had happened next. From what he was hearing, his aunt too was very stunned, because even after his mom finished telling her about what he'd said to her in her bedroom that morning, Laura was able to speak only after finally being prompted by her sister.

"This is the craziest thing I have ever heard in my life Jess."

"Yeah tell me about it. I don't know what to do Laura, I'm a mess. I need someone else's opinion on the matter, and you're the only person I can trust."

"Of course sis, I'm here for you."

"Thanks. So what do you think I should do?"

"Jeez, honestly, I have no idea Jess. Not right now at least. But clearly this is a big deal, so I don't want you to take any decision without thinking long and hard about it, okay? I think you should give it more time, maybe sleep over it and decide what you want to do tomorrow."

"But what about Timmy? He's obviously waiting for an answer. How do I face him?"

"Look, for now, I feel you should just tell him the truth, that you don't know what you're gonna do, and that you need more time to decide."

"And leave him hanging like that? God knows what he's going through Laura, and I don't want to make things between the two of us any more uncomfortable than they already are."

"I understand that honey, but right now, that's the best you can do. And if you feel that things between the two of you could get uncomfortable, then why don't I take him over to my place for the day? He can hang out with my kids, I don't think they have any plans today, and you will get the whole day to yourself to think about how you wanna face this. That sound good?"

"Will you really do that for me?"

"Of course! Jake wanted to come over with me anyway, he'll be really happy to have his elder cousin over. And if my daughter gets bored of hanging out with the boys I could always take her shopping. It'll be fun, don't worry about it."

"Oh I love you so much Laura, what would I do without you?" 

"I love you too sis, come here and gimme a hug!"

A moment later, he heard his aunt's voice again. "Jesus Jess! Your nipples are so fucking hard! Seems to me like you're pretty horny my dear."

And what Tim heard next, shocked the cobwebs out of him.

"Ohh shit sis, your hands feel so good! It's been so fucking long since someone other than me has played with them."

"I know Jess, and it's been even longer since we've done something like this. God, I always loved playing with your tits."

Tim was struggling to stay on his feet now. His mother and his aunt! Both of them were sisters, and they getting intimate with each other barely a few feet away from him!

"Ohh Laura...my pussy's going crazy. I need a fucking cock inside it, right fucking now!" His mother moaned like a slut.

"Well I don't have a cock with me right now, but I'm sure my mouth can help. Let's get these shorts off you!"

"Ohh fuck! Wait...no, stop...Tim could walk in here any minute."

"I'll lock the door. It's been more than a year since I had your pussy, I don't want to wait any longer."

"No...he'll hear us sis, he'll find out what we're doing. Ohh...please...get off me."

"Aaahh fuck!" He heard his aunt curse. "Goddammit you slut, now you've gotten me just as horny as yourself. But you're right. Tim could see us, I'd told him I was just going to say hi to you."

"Go check on him, we'll continue this later."

"Promise?"

"You bet your fucking ass. And you better make me cum at least five times when you do. Now go, I'll get dressed and follow you."

That was his cue, Tim figured, and rushed back to him room before his aunt opened the door, his cock almost tearing through his shorts.

He heard her footsteps approaching, and hastily sat on the bed, covering his boner with a pillow.

"There you are." She smiled at him from his door.

"Hi Aunt Laura. It took you an awfully long time to say hi."

Panic shot through her eyes only for a fraction of a second, but he caught it. She shot him a grin. "Well, we're girls, we like to gossip."

"Spare me the details please." He said, rolling his eyes in faked disinterest.

"I gladly will." She answered, casually walking in. "Why are you sitting like that?" She questioned him.

"What? Uh...like this, nothing...no reason." He stammered being caught off guard. Now that he thought about it, he might have looked pretty stupid, sitting on the bed like that with nothing to do with a pillow on his lap.

Her gaze was almost piercing through the pillow. "Oh really? You're not hiding anything under there, are you?"

Baseball. Think about baseball, he told himself. He laughed nervously. "Uh, not at all."

She smiled coyly, staring in the direction of his crotch. "Oh Timmy...do you have a boner?"

Tim gulped at her bluntness. "Uhh..."

"You do!" Laura laughed. "You're hard! Let me see." And before he could say anything, she had reached over and yanked the pillow away from him.

"Hey!" He cried out in surprise.

"Oh my..." The laugh on her face disappeared when she looked at the enormous tent he had in his shorts, and was replaced by an expression of disbelief. 

"What the hell Aunt Laura! Stop staring." He protested.

"Oh please, don't act like it's a big deal. But Timmy, why the hell are you so hard?"

'Because I heard you sucking on your sister's big fucking titties you horny slut.' That was what he felt like telling her. What he said was, "It's none of your business."

She eyed the bulge in his shorts one last time, and in her eyes he saw an expression he had never seen before. Lust. And then she looked back up and smiled at him. "That's cool, you don't have to tell me. Though I think I already know. Anyway, I have something I wanna ask you. Do you want to...uh, relieve yourself first, or can I just ask you right away?"

"I can wait. Go ahead."

"Okay. You got any plans for today?"

He shook his head, already knowing where this was going.

"Well, how would you like to spend the day at my place after lunch? You can hang out with your cousins."

"That sounds awesome. I'd love to." He replied.

"Great! I'll drop you back tomorrow morning."

"Sounds good Aunt Laura."

"Alright. Well, I'll leave you alone now." She giggled. "You clearly have something big you need to take care of."

Tim paused for a minute, then grinned. "Wanna lend a hand?"

His aunt looked at him with raised eyebrows, taken aback by his audacity. "You're kidding, right?"

He shook his head confidently. After what he'd heard in his mother's bedroom, the thought of being punished for his incestuous suggestion didn't scare him at all.

"I'm your aunt." She told him, with a serious expression on his face.

"Exactly. You're not my mom. You can do this if you want to."

"Haven't you gotten very bold all of a sudden." She remarked, staring at him.

"There's nothing to even be bold about Aunt Laura. It's only a handjob. For what it's worth, even if you refused, I'd be thinking about you while doing it anyway."

Laura sighed. "And for some reason, that doesn't even surprise me."

"Well?" He asked, unfolding his legs and raising himself to his knees on the bed so that his penis jutted out under his shorts even more.

"No. You're mother could walk in here any minute, and she would kill me if she finds out."

Tim rolled his eyes.

"However..." She continued and his eyes shot back to her. "You've grown some serious balls kiddo, asking your aunt to jack you off, I'll give you that. And confidence is something that like that in a guy. Which is why as a reward, I'm willing to give you a little visual aid, provided you keep it between us."

Tim was already grinning from ear to ear as he heard what she was saying. His aunt hesitated for just a second, but then walked to the door and shut it behind her. "Ten seconds. You get to see my tits for ten seconds, and then I walk out and we both pretend this never happened. Deal?"

"Deal." He agreed.

She sighed, and then a moment later unbuttoned her blouse, revealing an extremely sexy blood red lace bra, that held up the colossal globes of milky white tit flesh, which was almost bursting out at the borders. And then grinning to herself at the effect her breasts were having on the young man in front of her, she reached behind and unhooked her bra, freeing them.

Tim didn't say anything, but the expression on his face was more than enough for his aunt. Without looking away from her mammoth boobs for even a second, he got to his feet in front of the bed and pulled his shorts below his balls.

"Jesus!" Laura let out when she looked at his bare manhood for the first time in her life. Her sister certainly hadn't been lying when she had described her son's penis. She desperately wanted to walk closer and examine it in her hands, but the probability of her sister walking in on them was increasing by the second, which was why for now, she forced herself to be content by only watching it from a distance. Mentally she counted up to ten, admiring the huge pole of flesh in her nephew's right hand, and was just about to cover herself when Tim suddenly let go of his penis, whipped his cellphone out, and took a photo of her.

"Hey! You can't do that!" Laura protested in surprise while hurriedly putting her bra back on. "You never said anything about taking a picture of me topless."

"Yes, and you never said anything about me not taking a picture." He retorted, pocketing the phone. "I need it to finish the task at hand."

"You better delete it when you're done mister." She warned him.

"I don't think that's gonna happen. But don't worry, no one else is going to be seeing it." He smiled sadistically, deciding to tease her a little, and added, "For now."

"Oh you cocky little shit. I'm going to get back at you for this."

"Please do. Now if you don't mind, I would like to jack myself off as I imagine rubbing my dick between those tits of yours."

"I should slap you across your face." She shook her head, and then turned around and walked to the door.

"Hey Aunt Laura." Tim called out to her just as she was exiting the room. She looked at him. "Your breasts are really amazing." He said. "Almost as good as my mom's."

He grinned when she flipped him the bird, glaring murderously at him. Not even bothering to latch the door, he dropped onto the bed, selected the photo he had just taken, and started tugging at his cock, imagining that it was his mother that was looking back at him.

Both sisters had already left when he headed downstairs after taking a cool shower. He texted his younger cousin Jake giving him a heads up that he would be coming over, though he was sure that he had already been notified by his own mother. Not having a lot to do, he spent time chatting with his pals on Facebook, and then lazing around by the TV in his room.

The clock had just struck noon when his mother and aunt returned.

"Hi mom." He said when he opened the door for them.

"Hi baby." She smiled lovingly at him, and gave him a kiss on his cheek. It seemed like she was in a much happier mood than when he'd seen her last. And he knew who to thank for it.

"Aunt Laura, good to see you again." He said next, giving her a nice hug, and making sure to obnoxiously rub his penis against her stomach as much as he could, until she practically had to push him away.

"Yeah yeah, you too. Now be a good boy and take my stuff." She replied, shoving her shopping bags into his hands.

"Were you stockpiling for an apocalypse?" He quipped, looking down at the heaps of stuff they'd bought.

"Was he always this hilarious, or did college mess with his head a little?" Laura said to her sister, causing his mother to chuckle. 

"I'll start getting lunch ready." Jessica told them. "You two can hang out if you want."

Tim exchanged the usual meaningless banter with his aunt for a while, both of them comfortably settling into the familiar rhythm of mocking and teasing each other. They helped Jessica in the kitchen as well, before as well as after they had had lunch.

Tim was just cleaning up in his room before heading over to his aunt's place, when there was a knock on his door.

"Come in." He said, and his mom walked in.

"Took your toothbrush?" She asked him, taking a seat on his bed while he moved around the room.

"Yes Mom, I took my toothbrush. I'm not ten years old." He answered, and then hurried to the bathroom to get it.

"Yeah, you have made me very well aware of that Timmy." She said quietly.

He looked at his mom, reddening a little. But she was smiling back at him as adoringly as ever. "Come sit next to me for a minute."

He did.

"I thought about what you told me this morning."

He nodded. "And?"

"I need to think about it some more."

He nodded again.

"But there's one thing I'm sure of, and I want you to know it. I'm not mad at you okay honey? In any way. So please don't feel embarrassed about what you said. I know I'm I not."

"Thanks mom, I'm happy to hear that."

"Good, because I don't want things to get even a little uncomfortable between us. No matter what happens. I've missed having you around Timmy. And ever since you've come home, I've been the happiest that I've been for a very long time. You're a very good son, and I love you. Even if you weren't, I'd still love you. More than anything."

"I know mom, I love you too."

"And if tomorrow I tell you that my answer is no? Will you still love me?"

He tilted his head. "Of course I would mom, why do you even have to ask that? I'm lucky to be your son, and all I want is for you to be happy."

"Oh Timmy..." She whispered, and held him close to her chest. He heard her sniffing and when she let go of him he saw that her eyes were watery. "I love you so much baby."

"Jeez mom, don't cry." He smiled at her nervously.

"Oh I know, it's silly how emotional I get sometimes." Taking deep breaths, she spoke in her normal voice again. "Alright, one more thing."

"What's that?"

"I want you to behave when you're with Laura and her kids okay? No crazy nonsense. I don't want to be getting a call from her in the middle of the night or anything."

"What? Why would I do anything like that? Did she say something to you?" He asked his mom, unsure what to think, considering the intimacy she and her sister shared, but also knowing that his aunt didn't want her sister finding out about anything between the two of them.




Help From His Mother Ch. 02



"No, not really. But well, I'm not stupid, tiger. She's my twin, so it's obvious that she reminds you of me. All I'm telling you, keep it in your pants, alright? My sister may not have, and I can't believe I'm saying this, the same self-control as me. I mean you know how she is, she'd always been the wild one of the family. I just don't want you getting any ideas over there."

"Shit mom, of course. Of course I won't." Tim said to her. "Don't worry about it."

"Good, I just wanted to sort that out. Well, anyway, have fun. I'll see you tomorrow sweetie." She kissed his cheek and left his room.

During the drive both of them chatted about unimportant things. Laura told him how favorable the divorce had actually been for her, and how now that her husband was out of her life, she was free to do the things she really wanted to do. Though the alimony itself was more than enough to support her children, she had also taken up a job at a private law firm, as she didn't want to be solely dependent on her husband. Tim also learned that she had started dating again, although it would be a long time before she started looking for anything serious.

"Unlike your mother, I just cannot be satisfied by dildos." She told him. It wasn't unusual for the two of them to talk about their sex life to each other.

"Well, you shouldn't. And neither should she." Tim answered. "Both of you need a real man in your life."

"Um, your mother IS married. To your father. Ring a bell?"

"Yeah, maybe you didn't hear me right. I said a REAL man."

Soon they had reached her house. Laura parked the car and they walked up to the door.

It was her daughter that answered. "Timmy!" She beamed and flung her arms around him. Tim was tempted to grab her tight cheerleader ass when she hugged him, but remembered that her mother was watching.

"Hi Kelly how've you been?" He smiled back at her. She looked great, just like always. Kelly had just turned eighteen a few weeks back, but she could have easily given the even hottest seniors in his college a run for their money. It wasn't surprising, obviously, considering what a knockout her mother was. She too had the same blonde hair, blue eyes, and prominent cheekbones that ran in their family. And while her tits weren't ludicrously large like her mother's or aunt's, to Tim they looked at least a D-cup, and filled out her tight gym bras and cheerleader outfits perfectly.

"At least let us come inside for Christ's sakes, Kelly. You can chat with him later." Her mother muttered from behind Tim. Kelly flashed a smile at him again.

They entered the house.

"Sup man?" Kelly's older brother, and one of Tim's oldest friends Jake shook his hand.

"What's up brother." Tim returned the greeting.

More pleasantries were exchanged, the three youngsters chilling in the living room while Laura worked in the kitchen. A short while later, Tim suggested that all of them should take a dip in the swimming pool. All he really wanted was to see his busty aunt and cousin in their bikinis.

While Jake and Kelly agreed at once, their mother was a bit reluctant. She knew her nephew, and was sure of what his true intentions were. Her children had gone up to their rooms to change into their bathing suits, when Tim hung back and approached his aunt in the kitchen.

"Come on, don't be such a prude Aunt Laura. That sexy body of yours deserves to be flaunted."

"Oh I know it does, kiddo." She answered proudly. "Just not in front of you three."

"Tell you what. If you agree to come hang out in the pool with us, wearing the sexiest bikini that you own, that is, then I will delete that photo of yours. Huh?"

"And if I don't?"

"Well, then I don't delete it. But my phone doesn't have a password. So don't blame me if your son decides to check out the photos of hot naked women that I have in it, and stumbles across an extremely familiar one."

Laura stared at him in incredulity. "You know, I can still remember you as a shy little kid who would cry for his mother every time I teased him. What the hell happened?"

"He grew up." Tim answered, feeling a little guilty that he was messing with his aunt like this, but also determined to accomplish what he had decided sometime during the journey here. "Come on Aunt Laura, I'm admitting my feelings here. I really want to see more of you. Don't make it hard on both of us."

She smiled at him. "Alright. Okay, I'll join you guys in a few minutes."

"Yes!" He grinned happily.

"But Tim, one condition." She said to him, a serious look on her usually smiling face. "Promise me that you'll behave yourself around my children. If either of them sees you even looking at me in a way you're not supposed to, then it's all over. I'm their mother, and they look up to me. So you can't pull any of the shit that you were back at your house, is that clear?"

"I understand Aunt Laura, don't worry about it."

"Promise me."

"Okay, I promise your kids won't see me doing anything of the sort, happy?"

She nodded, and both of them went to get changed. Since Jake and Tim had roughly the same body size, they lent clothes to each other at times like these quite often. Tim put on the trunks that his cousin threw to him, and then both of them headed outside to the patio.

Kelly was already outside, sitting by the edge of the pool with her feet in the water. Tim immediately noticed the skimpy pink two-piece that flaunted her perfect cheerleader body, and gaped at her large breasts jiggle as she waved at them.

"Holy shit man. I have to say, Kelly's getting crazy hot." Tim muttered to his cousin as they walked to her.

"Fuck, tell me about it dude. All these years, my friends gave me a hard time about my mom. And now my sister too."

"I know bud, I had to go through the same shit." Tim told him.

"At least you had to live with just one hot woman in the house. I've got two to deal with. Anyway, let's drop it now, she might hear us." Jake said as they approached her.

She was looking suspiciously at the two of them. "What were you two idiots muttering huh?"

Tim grinned at her. "Well, I was just telling your brother what a pretty young thing you've grown into, cuz."

She made a face at him, got her feet out of the water, and turning to him held her arm up. "Help me up."

Tim grabbed her hand and pulled her up, Kelly getting a little too close to him. She giggled, her face centimeters away from his, and then looked down. "My my Timmy, you've gotten pretty hot too bro." She ran her cold hand over his six pack abs. "I bet all the girls at your college must be lining up to get a piece of this!" She said airily, and then started giggling again.

"Yeah, totally." He replied. 

Her eyes lingered over his body for a moment, before she took a step to her right and wrapped her arm around her brother's waist. "But you're not as sexy as this one. Sorry."

Jake rolled his eyes at his younger sister's baseless humor. Though he had a pretty decent body himself, Tim was taller, and from what he had heard, much more accomplished with women as compared to himself.

"And what's more, he also lets me do this to him." Kelly added, and without warning, gave Jake a hard shove into the pool.

"What the f"- He cried, but his sentence was cut short as he fell into the water with a splash. "Kelly you fucking bitch!" He yelled after resurfacing, while his sister and cousin brother laughed their asses off.

"Aww Kelly, you shouldn't do stuff like this." Tim shook his head at her after they had stopped laughing, and added, "That's my job." And then he pushed her into the water effortlessly.

She screamed as she fell, while Jake joined in with Tim in their hooting and laughing. "Dick!" She yelled at him, spitting out water and wiping her eyes.

"Jesus Christ, what the hell is all the screaming about?" They heard Laura's voice as she walked out into the backyard. Tim's laughs got caught in his throat when he turned around to see his aunt. He had told her to wear something skimpy, but had never even dreamed that she would be wearing something like what he was seeing. It was a white string bikini, but looked several sizes smaller than her own, and her monstrous breasts were bursting out of the top, shaking violently as she rushed towards them.

Not more about twenty percent of her breasts were hidden from view, Tim figured as she drew closer. And compared to those large melons and wide hips, her narrow waist and flat stomach looked unrealistic, and almost cartoonish. The bottom too was just as skimpy, a slightly larger triangle that covered her vagina. He might have thought about what her ass might have looked like, if he wasn't so caught up with her tits.

"What? What's happening?" He heard her ask them. Tim finally tore his gaze away from her body and turned to his cousins, waiting for them to answer. Kelly's eyebrows were raised and had a smile on her face as she looked at her mother, while Jake looked visibly flabbergasted, his eyes wide and jaw hanging low.

"Are you idiots going to answer me or just stare at me all day?" Laura demanded, now only a few feet away from the three of them.

Since Tim had had known beforehand that something like this was going to happen, he was the first to recover. "Oh uh...I was just showing something really cool to Jake and Kelly." He grinned. "Come here Aunt Laura, I'll show you too."

His unsuspecting aunt walked right over to him, and just as Kelly shouted, "Mom, don't!" he gave her a light one-handed shove into the water.

Jake burst into laughter while Kelly shook her head and helped her stunned mother recover.

"Last man standing! I win!" Tim roared with glory. They had played this game innumerable times when they were kids.

"You're unbelievable!" His aunt complained, after she had finished coughing, and spitefully splashed water up on him.

"He always does this!" Kelly agreed with her mother. "Bitch."

"You know, I'm not even gonna tell you to watch your language Kel. The word bitch is too polite for Timmy." Laura said, wiping her hair out of her face.

"Awww come on ladies, you know you love me." Tim laughed, and then jumped in as well, resisting his cousin sister's attempts to keep his head underwater.

"Hey mom, cool bikini, by the way." Kelly grinned at Laura, finally letting go of her cousin. The four of them were standing in the middle part of the pool, where the water reached just up to the breasts of the two women, raising them a little and making them appear even bigger than usual.

"Oh thanks dear." Laura replied, smiling at her daughter. "I know it's a little revealing, but well it's new, and also very expensive. I'd been dying to try it on ever since I bought it but never found time for it until just now."

"So did you buy it for yourself or is there a new man in your life we don't know about?" Kelly asked her, smiling back slyly.

"Well, nobody new, but it was a man who convinced me about it." Laura glanced at Tim for a second. "Really obnoxious fellow though, too bold for his own good."

"Well whoever he is, I bet you're gonna make him real happy with it one day." Tim put in, winking at his aunt.

She returned his stare coldly. "I wouldn't be so sure."

"Anyway, it looks good on you Mom. You should buy stuff like this for yourself more often." Her daughter told her. "As long as you buy something hotter for me."

Jake spoke after a long time. "Well, you guys can stay here and gossip about each other's bikinis. I'm gonna go take a few laps."

"That's not such a bad idea man. I think I'll take a few myself." Tim said.

Both of them swam over to one end of the pool, away from the women. Tim glanced at his cousin. "Boner?" He quietly asked him.

"Yep." Jake nodded. "You too huh?"

"Big one."

"Swim it off." Jake replied and kicked his feet against the tiled wall, starting his laps. Tim smiled to himself for a moment, and followed.

Kelly joined them a while later, challenging her brother and cousin brother to a race. Being the tallest and the most athletic out of the three of them, Tim won, and when they decided to have a second one, he won again.

"It's no fun if you keep winning Timmy." Kelly complained, splashing water at him.

"Okay, well I'm bored of beating you babies anyway. You two race against each other for a while, I'll keep your lonely mother company."

"Don't let her drink too much." Jake told him, as Tim waded over to the shallow end where his aunt was lazing around with a glass of wine in her hand. 

She smiled at him as he approached her. "Having fun, kiddo?" She asked him.

"Oh yeah. I'm glad you brought me over." He answered.

"I'm glad you're glad baby."

He reached over her shoulder for the bottle of wine she had kept on the deck.

"Hey! That's not for you mister." She protested.

Tim ignored her and took a chug straight from the bottle. She cast him a dirty look and then shook her head.

"So uh, I wanted to compliment you on this bikini you know?" He said, subtly taking one step closer to her.

"Why, thank you. You should consider yourself lucky. No one else has seen me in it." She replied.

"Except your son and your daughter that is. And I bet Jake is just as thrilled as me to see it."

"He's my son, and he's not a pervert like you." She countered, sipping her wine.

"Oh then clearly I know him better than you do." Tim told her. "But I don't blame him. Not when he's got such a sexy mother happy to show him her amazing breasts."

His aunt didn't reply for a moment. Then she kept the wine glass on the deck, took a step closer to him until their faces were inches apart, and said, "Listen to me carefully, Tim. I don't know what kind of stud you think yourself to be, but all this sexual confidence, it may work on your mother, but it's not gonna do a damn thing to me. I've fucked hundreds of men like you, and trust me, none of y'all can keep up with the kind of woman I am." She smiled at him, breathing onto his face. "But I am also your aunt, and I love you, which is why I'm gonna give you a piece of advice. Don't start things unless you're sure you can finish them. Because this," and she grabbed a hold of his balls through his swimming trunks from under the water. "This is a game two can play. And I wouldn't want to leave a kid like you in the dust."

Tim listened to what his aunt was saying silently. The water had helped him to end his erection, but hearing her say all that, as well as the feel of her hands on his balls had him as hard as a rock once again. And as they stared into each other's eyes, he decided on his next course of action. Quickly glancing to his side to ensure that his cousins were busy in their own world, he kept the bottle next to the glass, took a hold of his aunt's wrist, and shoved her hand into his trunks from under the waistband, forcing her to feel his erect penis.

He didn't speak immediately, letting his dick find its way into Laura's squirming fingers. "Does that feel like something that can't finish this game?

Laura's narrowed eyes widened and flittered. She tried to withdraw her hand, but her nephew's vice-like grip held it in place. In a trance-like state, she slowly let her fingers wrap themselves around his hard cock. It felt like a Red-Bull can in her hands, except for the warmth and the throbbing of his veins.

Tim waited for her to reply, but all she could do was stare at him and think about nothing else but the fact that the biggest penis she had ever touched belonged to her nephew.

"Stroke it." He ordered her. When she didn't react, he put his own inside his trunks and over his aunt's, and then started to move it back and forth.

"Tim!" She finally hissed at him. "You promised you wouldn't do this!"

"I promised you your kids wouldn't see me doing it." He replied in a low voice. "And look, they can't."

Laura turned her head to her children, who apparently were wrestling with each other at the other end of the pool. That was when Tim suddenly put his hand on her breast, giving it a hard squeeze.

She glared at him in shock and tried to slap his hand away. When that didn't work, she shoved his wet chest to push him back. "Stop it!" She protested. "All they have to do to see this is turn around."

"Okay." He nodded, a little satisfied after finally having copped a feel of the breasts he had wanted to touch for so many years. "Okay fine, I'll stop. Right after I do this." And he leaned in and locked lips with her, kissing her hungrily. Laura was so taken aback that she didn't even resist at first, and he was able to kiss her for a good ten seconds before she shifted her face away.

The look on her face was like she had just seen a ghost. This time he didn't wait for a reply, and swam off to join his cousins.

He had seen the two of them wrestling with each other, but when they saw him swim over to them, they immediately stopped what they were doing.

"Timmy!" Kelly smiled at him. "You're back."

"Yeah." He answered, turning his head to see his aunt get out of the pool and head back inside. "Aunt Laura had some stuff to do." 

Timmy looked back at Kelly. Her face seemed a little flushed to him, and her voice a little out of breath. And catching Jake's nervous glances at his sister, he wondered if the two of them had been up to something other than just wrestling in his absence. They did seem a little uncomfortable with his presence, he noticed as they hung out. A few minutes later, he said "Well, I think I'm done swimming for now. I'll go take a shower. Jake, it's okay if I use your bathroom right?"

"Of course man, go ahead." Jake replied. He glanced at his sister once again. "Kelly and I will hang out here for some time then. Is that okay Kel?"

"I'll be glad to bro." She said to him.

Tim nodded, and then climbed out of the pool, grabbing a towel to wipe himself dry. 

He nervously walked towards the back door of the house. He had no idea what his aunt's reaction would be to what he had just done. There was still a chance that she would call his mother to tell on him, and then everything would be over even before it started. But he had thought about this in the car ride here, and come to realize that there were two reasons why the probability of that happening was low. Firstly, Laura was a much more free- spirited and wild woman than her sister. If his mother hadn't completely freaked out by his suggestion of incest, there was no way his aunt would. Hell, he had heard the two of them about to do it themselves. And secondly, even if this was to develop any further, Tim knew from past experience that his aunt would never want to let her sister know that she and him had fooled around, even though it had all been Tim's idea.

"Aunt Laura?" He called out to her after entering.

"What do you want?" He heard her voice from her room upstairs.

"Uh, nothing, really. I was checking to see where you were."

"Where are Jake and Kelly?"

"Still in the pool. I doubt they're gonna come out anytime soon."

There was no answer. Then after a minute, she said, "Come to my room, will you?"

Tim took the steps two at a time, eager to know what she wanted. He pushed open the door, and saw his aunt sitting at the edge of her bed, still in her ridiculously tiny bikini, staring at him.

"Uh..." He let out, unsure of what he was supposed to do.

"Didn't your mommy teach you that it's bad manners to kiss a woman and run away?"

Immediately his heart started racing in his chest, but his voice couldn't escape his throat, as he stood by the door and tried to say something. 

Laura rolled her eyes, and then like it was the most casual thing in the world, shrugged off her bikini top, letting it fall in her lap and exposed her naked, gigantic breasts to him. "What happened to all that confidence now, Timmy?"

"Wha..." Tim started, not believing what was happening. He hesitated a second too late.




Help From His Mother Ch. 02



"Oh for God's sake. Don't just stand there staring at me like an idiot. Get in here and gimme that big fucking cock."

Cautiously, fearing that this was somehow this was another one of his aunt's ways of teasing him, he put one foot in front of the other until he was standing in front of her.

"Well?" She looked up at him. "I ain't got all fucking day, do you? Take it out already."

"You...you want me to take it out?" This sudden change in her demeanor had left him nervous and a little bit confused.

"Oh Jesus, I'll just do it myself." She scoffed, and yanked his swimming trunks down. His cock flew out and then dangled in front of his balls, not having reached its maximum turgidity yet. However, looking at his aunt's tantalizingly beautiful face grinning happily at his penis, and then feeling her cool slender fingers slowly find their way around it, was more than enough for him to get as hard as he had ever been.

Laura laughed in glee as her nephew's cock literally expanded right in front of her eyes.

"Aunt Laura, I thought you were worried about your kids finding out." Tim looked at her, his eyes flickering between her face and her large pink nipples.

"Oh I still am." She replied, intently examining his dick in her hands. "But they're not going to. No one is, you hear me?"

He nodded.

"I can hear them if they enter the house. And besides, this cock looks just too delicious for me to pass up." She smiled at him, and gave his the mushroom shaped head a soft kiss with her bee-stung lips.

"Oh fuck..." He sighed, gazing at his hot aunt as she kissed his penis. "Please suck my dick Aunt Laura."

"Oh I will sweetie, don't you worry. But before that, I want you to promise me you will delete that photo, okay? And I mean it this time."

"My cell phone's in Jake's room, otherwise I would have done it right now." He told her earnestly. "Relax Aunt Laura, I was never going to show it to anybody anyway."

"Now that's a good boy." She smiled. "Hey, you want to hear a secret?"

"What's that?"

His aunt grinned, stuck her tongue out of her mouth, and gave the whole length of his cock, from his balls to his piss-hole, a slow, wet lick. "I can give much better head than your mother."

Tim felt light-headed. He'd pictured this moment countless times in his head, but nothing could have prepared him for the real thing. His aunt hadn't even started her promised blowjob yet, but already the sight in front of him was far more intense than anything he had ever experienced. Nine different women had blown him till date, and not one of them had been disappointing, but he already knew that this was going to be better than all of them.

He stared at the woman who had been the subject of innumerable fantasies that filled most of his teenage years and old socks. "I..."

But whatever he was about to say was drowned by the gasp he let out when Laura opened her mouth wide and popped the bulbous cockhead inside.

"Mmmmhhh..." She hummed contently, flicking her tongue against the underside of the head as she tasted the salty flavor that she loved so much. She had never parted her lips this wide for anything before in her life, and wondered how much of her nephew's penis she would be able to fit inside. She looked up, and saw him staring back at her with a trance-like expression on his face.

Tim watched in amazement as Laura pushed herself forward, her full, enticing lips slowly covering more and more of his cock until about half of it was nestled inside her warm mouth. She waited like that for a moment, and then slowly took it back out, a string of her saliva forming between the tip of his penis and her mouth, before collapsing on her chin.

"Even black guys aren't as big as you Timmy." She commented breathlessly.

He couldn't help but ask. "How...how many black guys have you given head to anyway?"

"Oh, I'm not going to answer that question." She shook her head. Tim just stared at her in incredulity.

Laura brought her hand to his dick and gave it a few eager strokes before shoving it back inside her mouth. There was more than enough room for both. She really started to blow him now, bobbing her head up and down his penis while her right hand pumped him at the base.

Tim closed his eyes and groaned in pleasure, enjoying the myriad sensations caused by his aunt's experienced hands and mouth. When he opened them again he saw her intense lust-filled blue eyes staring back at him, her cheeks caved inwards as she sucked on his cock like it was the juiciest lollypop in the world. Every inch of his cock that was enveloped in her mouth was surrounded by its buttery warmth.

Laura's slurps had filled the room now. Her saliva, mixed with a steady flow of his pre-cum was all but oozing out of her mouth as she hungrily worked on her sloppy blowjob. Her eyes caught him leering greedily at her breasts, that were bouncing around wildly as she bobbed her head up and down.

"You can grab them if you want to." She took his cock out of her mouth and told him, before putting it back in.

At once he reached forward and lifted her heavy pillow-like tits in her hand, his fingers almost sinking in the juicy natural tit-flesh.

He might have touched his mother's breasts before, when he had been a baby, but obviously Tim didn't remember a thing from back then. And for so many years he had always wondered, what his mother's or aunt's breasts would feel like in his hands, so much so that he had almost had the courage to ask his aunt a year back, before chickening out at the last minute. It was only today, in the pool, that he had finally gotten his answer.

But that had been only for a second or so. Now he let the feeling sink into his brain, squeezing the endless succulent tissue between his fingers.

"Ooff, Timmy!" His aunt suddenly cried. "Slow down there kiddo."

Had he squeezed them too hard? He relaxed his grip. "Shit. Sorry Aunt Laura."

"It's okay. My boobs are a little sensitive, so be gentle from now on." Laura instructed him. "Play with my nipples if you like, I love it when men do that." And then she brought her mouth back to his cock.

Tim was more than happy to oblige. Feeling her nipples in his hands for the first time, he rubbed them between his thumb and index finger of each hand. His aunt moaned with his dick in her mouth.

While she sucked his cock, she also used her tongue to pleasure him, moving it around in her mouth and pressing it against the helmet like cockhead. She could actually feel his shaft throb in her mouth with every beat of his heart. Laura slowly worked up a rhythm, her gorgeous blonde hair flowing around as she worked his penis, and with each down-stroke she slowly accommodated more and more of her nephew's dick in her hungry mouth.

Soon, his tree-trunk like shaft was testing the limits of her mouth, but she wanted more. Her eyes bulged as she grabbed his ass cheeks and tried to push herself further in the direction of his recently shaved pubic hair.

"Holy shit!" Tim groaned, as he felt the back of Laura's throat pressed against the tip of his cock. He hadn't experienced anything like it before. In his college, out of all the girls that had actually agreed to give him a blowjob, none had tried deep-throating him. There were still about three more inches left for his aunt to swallow him completely, but it still was downright incredible.

Laura ignored her gag reflex as long as she could, before moving her head back and taking his cock out of her mouth, spluttering and coughing. "It's too fucking big." She admitted, after she had caught her breath. "There's no way my mouth can take that entire thing in."

Tim didn't know what to say. She glanced up at him a second later. "How is it that you haven't come yet Timmy? It's been more than ten minutes since I started blowing you."

"I have no idea." He answered. "This is the hottest thing that has ever happened in my life."

"Oh, such a charmer." She said, cupping his heavy balls in her hand. "I bet these things have a gallon of cum stored inside for me." She started pumping his cock with her other hand while she gently caressed his testicles. "Oohh, yeah, I can't wait for you to splatter me with all that hot cum."

"S...seriously?"

"Oh yes honey, that's one thing you should know about your aunt. I love the taste of cum just as much as I love sucking cock. So don't hold back when you're about to spurt, okay? I want you to shoot it all straight into my mouth."

"Fuck, I'm not gonna last much longer if you keep talking like that." Tim groaned, his dick painfully hard in his aunt's hands.

"Oh yeah, you like that, do you?" Laura cooed, increasing the pace with which she was jerking him. "You wanna cum for me? You wanna cum for your hot, dirty aunt? Yeah? You wanna shoot all that juice straight into my stomach?"

"Ff...fuck!" He whimpered, as she resumed sucking him again, rapaciously moving her lips up and down on his pulsating rod while her cheeks provided suction and her hand feverously jacked him off. And with her free hand, she cupped and squeezed his balls, coaxing his orgasm with incredible efficiency.

Tim didn't stand a chance against this. Before he knew it, the pressure had started building up in his balls, and he had to grab on to his aunt's shoulders to steady himself. Laura felt his cock throb in her mouth and realizing that he would be ejaculating soon, started stroking it with her fist as fast as she could.

"Oh shit...gonna..." Tim's body tensed, his eyes shut, and the boiling pressure rapidly rose to his penis, then erupting straight into his aunt's welcoming mouth. "FFUUCKKKK!"

"Mmmphh!" Laura's eyes widened as the first and most powerful blasts filled up her mouth quicker than she could swallow it. His thick cock kept buckling in her oral cavity, continuously shooting load after load of hot white jizz that ultimately started gushing out of her mouth and travelling down her chin.

Tim's cock continued to twitch in her mouth, and when the flow had receded, she pulled it out and milked out every last drop with her hand, though he had already given her more man-juice in one go than she could have ever imagined. He let go of her shoulders, breathing heavily, and stared at her beautiful face covered with semen. She licked up the cum from wherever her tongue could reach, and then scooped up what was left with her finger, before popping it into her mouth.

"Mmmmm..." Laura hummed happily, tasting his sticky fluid in her mouth and then finally gulping it down her throat. "God damn Timmy. That was something."

"That was...fucking incredible." He sighed.

"Did I get it all?" She asked him.

There was a dollop of cum that was still hanging at the underside of her chin. Tim took it on his finger and held it in front of her mouth. She smiled and took that in as well.

Both of them remained in their positions, not quite sure of what was to be done next. His aunt broke the silence, "Well, I'm gonna go take a shower now, we wouldn't want my kids smelling your semen on their mother's face."

"Uh, yeah, that's a...that's a good idea, you should probably do that." He nodded his head, taking a step back and pulling his trunks back up. He would have loved to have another go, but doubted whether his aunt would agree to that. Besides, his cousins could come in any minute now.

Laura got up from the bed and walked to her bathroom. As Tim was about to leave her room she turned to him and said, "I expect that you will keep up your end of the deal now."

"Of course, right away."

"Thanks sweetie." She smiled. "I'll see you shortly.

Tim was still reluctant to delete the photo when he held in phone in his hand. But then he figured that he at least owed her that much for what she had just done, and more importantly, he had a feeling that from now on, he would no longer need a photo when he wanted to pleasure himself.

So far, the plan of seducing his aunt had worked flawlessly. His mother had been right when she had told him that Laura was the wilder one, and he had taken advantage of that. As he showered in his cousin brother's bathroom, he wondered how the relationship with his aunt would change, considering the fact that he had just shot an enormous load of semen down her throat. He hadn't sensed any regret in her, and was determined to make sure that this wouldn't just be a one-time thing.

To be continued...