Oh yeah, I'm supposed be lotioning her front, Mitch reminded himself, shaking himself from the trance he was in from staring at his mother's unearthly beauty. And when he noticed that she was looking directly at him, smiling knowingly, he blushed fiercely in embarrassment.
Nevertheless, he found his feet carrying him closer to her. Before he knew it, he was kneeling next to her outstreched body, gazing over her tremendous beauty and form. From such a close vantage point, her 9' frame seemed ever more impressive, and he simply felt little sitting next. His eyes briefly fell onto her beautiful face, the face of a mere 25-year-old, and a stunning one to boot. Well, 'stunning' was obviously understatement, as was 'breathtaking' or 'jaw-dropping'. Really, there simply weren't words!
His eyes traveled further down her body. He forced himself to overlook her breasts for now, so that he could take in the rest of her figure without distraction. He allowed himself to appreciate how her maturely-padded stomach had lost basically all of its age, and was now flat, toned, and smooth as any young woman's would be. Her legs were stretched on for what seemed like miles, and retained the same unnatural tone and smoothness as the rest of her. Her skin maintained a sheen that was even more youthful than a woman in her mid-twenties (let alone forties) had a right to, and even more resembled the mouth-watering ripeness one would see on maybe a teenager.
His mother's hips, however, provided a stark contrast to the seemingly younger portions of her figure. Simply put, they were wide enough to assert her fertility, wide enough to scream that she was a matron, that she has carried children, and that her body was eager to take your seed and bear more! Well, okay, so maybe that was a slight exaggeration, but still, the woman's figure was an unholy mixture of feminity and maturity that screamed SEX. At the very least, it was enough to cause Mitch's dick to push forcefully against the thin material of his shorts.
He still ignored her breasts for now, aiming to not get so entranced by them that he'd forget to lotion up the rest of her. He started with her sexy stomach, squirting some of the lotion onto the smooth, flat surface. He couldn't help but lick his lips a little as his fingers and palms slid around her youthful skin, taking his time to ensure that every ounce of lotion was absorbed.
He heard an appreciative sigh escape his mother's lips. The musical quality of her voice alone was enough to make his erection strain even harder.
He moved on to her shoulders and upper arms. When one side was done, he actually had to walk around to the other side because he couldn't reach.
That just left her breasts. Her enormous, firm, youthful mounds that, even while she was lying down, project high enough into the air that while Mitch was kneeling next to her they nearly reached his chest! That's not to say they looked too spherical or fake. On the contrary, his mom's boobs were just that perfect!
"Hey!" Mitch cried, as a large pair of hands wrapped around his waist. His mother's strength was astounding, as before he knew what was happening he found himself straddling her stomach, facing her tremendous assets.
Moira simply chuckled. "I think you'll have an easier time from that angle, don't you?" As she laid back down she let her hands slide down Mitch's hips and legs, not-so-discretely letting her thumbs graze across the very tip of the tent in his shorts. Needless to say Mitch practically jumped in surprise when that happened, this being the first time any real sexual contact (however brief) occurred between them.
Mitch literally trembled as he reached forward to spread the lotion onto his mother's breasts, scarely believing that he was actually going to play with his mother's breasts! For the life of him, he tried to find a reason why he shouldn't be doing this. Well, there were plenty of obvious reasons, but considering how badly he wanted this, none of them seemed to matter.
His hands sunk into the giant, soft orbs with no small amount of delight. It amazed him how truly impressive they were. Mitch felt like one big breast could cover his entire chest! He let his hands roam over their entire round surface - lightly at first, until a layer of creamy paste covered every square inch of her perfect, youthful skin. Then he began to really rub the stuff in, and that's when the real fun began.
He didnt so much lotion his mother, rather simply played with her boobs. It was just stunning how far he could sink his hands into her over-abundant flesh, and it amazed and delighted him how her flesh so easily reformed itself. Her skin was so tight, her flesh so firm, that they pushed back up into the air of the own accord, rather than fall to her sides. He could push them together, forming a tremendous valley between the orbs of flesh, and when he let go they'd jiggle to that same resting state. Yet they were still so giving and pliant!
And those nipples! Fat and thick without being the least bit 'too big' or otherwise obstrusive. As his hands drifted over their projecting surface, he couldn't help but take note of how the stiffened under his touch, and rubbed against his palm.
He heard a soft moaning sound, one that was undeniably attributed to physical pleasure. Peering past the great mountains of flesh he was currently engrossed in, he observed the smile on his mother's face. She was enjoying herself, definitely. From the physical pleasure, yes, but Mitch had the suspicion, based on the hint of slyness on her lips, that she also took a particular satisfaction over the hold she had on him.
For a brief moment Mitch was distracted by how young she seemed. Of course he'd seen pictures of her from shwn she actual was twenty-five years old, but her beauty then (and in that reality) did not hold a candle to what it was now. SHe was angelic. Goddess-like, even.
Mitch paused, struck with an idea he wasn't sure was wise, let alone if would even work. But his curiosity got the better of him, and he quickly pulled his BlueBerry from out of his pocket.
My mother is literally a goddess.
Well, of course he had to be more specific than that, so he took a few minutes to himself to formulate how to do this. There was no denying how much he yearned for her by this point, so he'd certainly have to consider that in his commands, but there were some other ideas he had that thought would be kinky and fun.
Moira, meanwhile, while somewhat disappointed at the current lack of attention, despite the fact that Mitch was still sitting on her stomach and she could feel his erection, took the opportunity to actually enjoy the sun caressing her body. She closed her eyes and sighed appreciatively as the golden warmth encompassed her body, while her son's body heat did the same for where he was blocking the sun.
My mother is literally a goddess. She is a goddess of physical pleasure, with supernatural abilities centering on sex and lust. She instinctively knows what arouses a person she is near, and can sense any emotions that pertain in any way to sex. And then something a little more fun...-- She also has a limited ability to control the physical characteristics of herself and those around her. Being immortal, my mother is not concerned with many of the sexual taboos of the mortals around her; family relations are not a factor for her when it comes to sex and pleasure. --Finally, some control measures...-- Though immortal, my mother is currently living on the mortal plane, where she started a family with my mortal father. She's certainly not against going out in public, but she does hide the fact that she is actually a goddess from everybody except her family.
Mitch took a moment to read over what he had written. He was mostly satisfied with what this would hopefully accomplish, but he quickly realized that it made his previous set of commands kind of... pointless, really. He was more interested in his mother than the world around him anyway, so he set about undoing some of the previous changes he had made. Not all of them, of course, but some.
My most recent set of commands are void, with the exception of my mother's height and physical appearance, the fact that women retain their youthful appearance their entire lives. --But then he considered, his last commands would make his mother's 9' seem abnormally tall compared to the average 7' of other women, so he set about fixing that.-- Women are 8' tall on average.
The first thing that caught Mitch's eye upon confirming the commands was an unusual glow emanating from his mother's body. Well okay, so she wasn't literally glowing; physically she didn't appear any different at first, but there was a definite aura, or something, about her that made her seem kind of... otherworldly, in a vague but very good way.
And then she started to grow. Not a lot, but her body was definitely swelling, forcing Mitch to spread his legs just a little bit wider around her waist. If possible, her breasts seemed to swell just a little bit more. After a few seconds it seemed as if she had stretched a good six inches. And still she continued to grow.
Needless to say his mother's unexpected growth aroused Mitch to new levels. He could feel his cock strain ever harder, which in turn made him acutely aware that he was no longer wearing any pants. He looked down, utterly baffled at the sight of his naked pelvis straddling his mother's stomach. Of his dick pushing forward, threatening to nestle itslf in the valley between her amazing naked breasts as it stretched forward. Yes, stretched. Right before his very eyes, his own dick was growing - slowly, but surely.
But then it all stopped. His growth, his mother's growth... What remained was her invisible but definitely there aura. Instinctively he turned his attention directly to his BlueBerry, aiming to figure out what happend. But then he stopped, catching the grin on his mother's face out of the corner of his eye. A grin that was playful and sexy.
SHE did it! he realized. She grew because she knew it turned him on. His dick grew because she wanted it to. His shorts were gone because... well, probably because in this reality he never put them on in the first place, because it was no secret what their plans were.
It had worked. Moira Jenkins was a goddess of lust and physical pleasure! And Mitch was sitting on top of her, his naked dick poised and ready to go.
Tue Apr 19 22:18:03 2011