Mitch was so dumbfounded by what had just happened - the assertiveness with which his fucking hot sister had just ravaged him - that he couldn't really process the silence that he now heard from the other side of his mother's bathroom door. He was still lying on the floor, dwelling on the quick but passionate sex he'd just had, when the door opened, startling him out of his reverie. He turned his head in time to see his mother ducking and squeezing through the doorway. "Mom!" he gasped, scrambling to his feet. He felt suddenly guilty about the act he just committed - not that he had much control over it. Strangely, he found himself worried that maybe she would be jealous if she found out what he and Rae had been up to.
Moira immediately saw how flustered he was, and smiled down at him reassuringly. "Fall off the bed?" she chuckled. She walked past him as she continued to dry her hair with a towel.
Mitch was awestruck. Gone was the awkwardness he initially felt, replaced by pure amazement as the giantess of a woman stood next to him. Her back was partially to him, and he found himself looking up - significantly up - into the soft, wide curvature of her ass. He stepped forward, drawn to her appealing softness, and found himself face-to-face with the middle of her thigh. Swallowing nervously he reached up to stroke, completely unable to control himself. So big... he thought. Somewhere in the back of his mind he recalled that the last time he'd done this, her butt had been level with his shoulders, whereas now it was over his head and very-nearly out of his reach.
Moira giggled when she felt her son's tiny hand caress her thigh. As she continued drying her hair, working her way down to the dark locks that cascaded down her back, she turned to face him more.
Mitch looked up, and his jaw hung open as he beheld the sight of her perfect womanhood above his head. He returned his attention to her thick, luscious thigh only because it was the closest part of her body he had access to. That's not to say it wasn't a wonderful thigh - in fact it was extraordinary! Warm and soft, yielding to his touch. His fingers sunk into the silky smooth flesh, beneath which he could feel the musculature buried within.
He lost what little control he had left, and wrapped his arms around her leg, hugging it like a person. Hell, to him, it was the size of a person! He pressed his face into the supple flesh, and inhaled deeply. God, she smells so good! his thoughts screamed. For a moment he became lost in the aroma of whatever body wash she had used. That is, until a shadow fell over him. He looked up only to see a ceiling of breast flesh, but then he felt a set of long, delicate fingers hook under his armpits. He was hoisted into the air, jostled around a bit as she repositioned herself.
Moira sat on the edge of the bed, and cradled her diminutive boy to her bosom. She couldn't help but smile at the way her giant breasts - the ones she had grown just for him - smothered most of his body, reaching from the point where his cheek nuzzled against her inviting flesh nearly all the way to his knees. His hard little dick rubbed so enticingly against her other breast. "Oh, sweetie," she cooed down to him.
Mitch enjoyed the warmth of his mother's flesh, and closed his eyes as he listened to her speak.
"Are you happy, baby?"
"Mm-hm," he mumbled into her flesh, shivering as he felt her fingertips begin to caress his hair. He could smell the milk on her. It was an aroma that relaxed him, but also made him realize that he hadn't eaten for quite some time now. He found himself wishing that his mouth was just a few inches closer...
"You like spending time with mommy?"
"Mm-hm." There was a pause, and Mitch found himself becoming more relaxed, feeling the warmth of his mother's giant breasts against his body. The next question she asked, however, made him stiffen and become cautious.
"Do you like spending time with Rae?"
Rae, he remembered. It was amazing that he could become so lost in his mother's outrageously sexy body that he could so quickly forget about what he'd just done with her. His eyes were open now, and he turned his head up slightly, so that he could speak more clearly without his face buried in flesh. But a stifled "um" was about all he could manage.
"Hm?" Moira continued sweetly, petting his hair some more. "There's nothing wrong with that, you know. So you do like spending time with your sister, right?"
"Y-yes," he managed to say. Does she know? his thoughts raced. Did she hear us? Is she angry?
"She's not too rough on you, is she?" This time, Mitch could tell there was a distinct amount of concern in her voice.
"N-no..."
"Are you sure?" Mitch gasped as she pulled him in tighter. With his body pressed more tightly into her breasts, his dick rubbed more enticingly against her flesh. "From what I hear," she continued. The fact that she paused at that specific word told Mitch all he needed to know: Rae had been too noisy. But then again maybe that's what Rae wanted. "...Rae can get a little... enthusiastic."
Mitch didn't know what to say. According to Rae their mother had always been possessive of him. But he knew otherwise; this was all as new to her as it was to him, but what she truly felt about Mitch and Rae 'spending time together' he had no idea.
"You know I just want what's best for you, baby," she whispered down to him, gazing at him with her piercing blue eyes. "I want what's best for both my babies."
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