We were completely fucked. Out in the middle of nowhere and two tires on the car punctured and no way to repair them. My dad had been driving, and not paying attention to the road as he drove over where some shards of broken glass had been scattered there, completely slashing up both tires on the right hand side of the car.
We all three got out, Dad, my older brother Harry and me, Andy, the youngest. We each bent down to get a look and each decided the same. We were, indeed, completely fucked. There was nothing we could do but set out on foot and try to reach the nearest garage, or even a house were someone could help us.
We had been driving out to meet my uncle Luke, Dad's younger brother, who had moved out of the city desiring a life somewhere rural, removed and remote where people wouldn't bother him and his son Joe, at 18 the same age as me. We hadn't seen Uncle Luke or Cousin Joe in years and had been looking forward to spending a week in the country and catching up. Now, however, we were cursing the remoteness of our family's distant living arrangement.
After walking for the best part of an hour and finding no sign of human settlement, seeing no traffic passing along the road, and becoming increasingly grumpy and irritable, we finally saw a single house alone in a field, with a truck parked outside. Instantly, the pace of our walking picked up and we all three rushed toward the building, hoping as much as anything to sit in the shade for a short while.
The gorgeous creature that opened the door on our knocking was an exceedingly impressive specimen of womanhood. She was probably around 40 but looked very good for her age with freckles and strawberry blonde wavy hair and a large, toothy smile on full pink lips. She wasn't very tall and had a slender narrow waist, but was certainly what could be described as full figured.
None of the three of us men could help the way our eyes were drawn, although given the way she was dressed it was possible that she intended it just that way. She was wearing a thin white blouse just about buttoned across her chest that seemed to be straining to break free. He breasts were, quite simply, enormous, massive orbs of white flesh pushing out from her chest, large nipples outlined against her blouse, showing she wasn't wearing a bra at all.
Along with her blouse, she wore just a knee length skirt and a pair of heeled sandals. The rest of her legs were bare to show the soft, sensual curve of her calves. All in all it was a pretty delicious, arousing package, but it was definitely her busty chest that drew all our attention to that luscious feminine body.
"Well, hello, boys," she grinned, flashing her white teeth, "Like what you see?" All three of us blushed and moved our gaze back to her face, "What brings you out here in the middle of nowhere?"
Dad explained about the puncture and how we needed help with either fixing or replacing it or to be taken to the nearest garage for assistance.
"Well, now, why don't you all just come in out of that hot day and have a nice cold beer and then we'll see what we can do for you," she said, inviting us into the house, "You can just call me Mom."
"Mom", as she insisted we call her, lead the three of us into a comfortable living room and returned with three ice cold beers, which we happily sipped away at, enjoying the long, relaxing sit down.
"Well, I'd like to help some nice young boys like you," she smiled at them, "But I need to know what's in it there for me."
We looked at her blankly, not quite realising what she was getting at. She held her eyes on us, but her hands, long elegant fingers with shiny long nails, began to rub her breasts and nipples, making the latter stand out even more hard and proud. We stared open mouthed at her breasts through the thin material, completely unsure of how to react.
"You know, my babygirls have been gone all day and these big titties are in real need of some attention," she smiled, "How about you boys help Mom out with her problem and Mom'll help you out with yours."
We stared at each other again for a moment, really not sure what to do, but all secretly thrilled by the request this hot, busty woman was making on us.
"Come on boys," she said, pulling her blouse open and allowing those gorgeous mounds of chest flesh to burst free, "I'm waiting."
"Go ahead guys," Dad said to us, "We really need to get that car fixed, better do as she says."
I guess we didn't need all that much more invitation than that, because in a few seconds both me and Harry were across the room, bending over "Mom"'s chest. Each of us took a huge breast in our hands and starting to lick the huge, soft flesh. I wasn't sure about Harry, but I was sure getting a pretty big boner from the situation, the embarrassment of doing this in front of my dad and big brother doing nothing to abate it.
From licking around Mom's breast, my tongue gradually circled in on her massive erect nipple, it seemed to draw me in until I wanted nothing but to suckle on it like she was my mother and I her child. I took the big, hard nipple in my mouth and started to suck, shocked at how, in a moment, milk starting shooting out, filling my mouth like I really was a suckling child. I didn't stop though, I was loving sucking that breast and getting a tasty milky mouthful just spurred me on.
Beside me, my brother too had discovered the milky treat in that firm nipple and was also sucking for all he was worth, slurping and drinking it down just as eagerly as I was.
"Oh boy, you're hungry," Mom laughed as we two went down on her big naked bosom, "You sure do like sucking on Momma's titties!"
We could only moan in assent with a mouthful of milky breast each, sucking and tonguing at the juicy nub of Mom's nipple. Dad, our real dad, still sat watching, but not for long.
"You need to join in too," Mom said, pointing at him, "There's more for you to suck as well, just like your little boys."
She began to lift her denim skirt, indicating that Dad should come over and go down on her. I don't know if his mind was at all on our real Mom back home, his wife, but that didn't seem to stop him from following this "Mom"'s invite and coming over to put himself in between his two tit suckling sons to kneel before where she continued to lift her skirt.
Suddenly, Dad let out a gasp that caused both me and my brother to let a breast slip from our lips, allowing a trail of milk to run down each of our chins, and look at what had caused it. Where Mom had lifted her knee length skirt, where we had all expected to see a wet pussy, there was instead a six inch cock, thicker than mine. Busty beautiful Mom was a big dicked shemale! Her dick, purple, veiny and uncut was already semi hard from our tit licking and she waved it both tauntingly and invitingly in our dad's face, directing it at his open mouth.
"Go on, suck," she said, commandingly, "Suck like your little boys suck Momma's titties. Remember you want my help, so do it. Get Mom off and I'll help you."
Despite our need to get back on the road and the fact that Mom could help us do that, I was still shocked by how readily Dad reached out his hand and began stroking "her" shaft, licking his tongue around the edge of her foreskin. In a few seconds, he was licking all over her dick until it was as rock hard as mine, surprisingly, was from watching.
