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.
As me and my brother turned back to suckling Mom's big nipples, still leaking their milky fluid, although how given she was really a guy they gave milk I didn't know, Dad opened his mouth and took her hard member inside, beginning to suck it like a pro, swallowing the shaft, getting it thick and wet.
"Oh yeah, that's it, suck Momma's tits, blow Momma's cock," she moaned, "There's good girls, get ready for Momma's milk."
Her dick began to spurt and out of it shot thick, gooey streams of glistening white cum, right into our father's mouth. Dad swallowed big dicked Mom's cum and she kept shooting it into him, her tits leaking milk into our mouths at the same time until finally she withdrew from the three of us.
Looking at us together, we all looked the same, sheepish and embarrassed but hugely aroused, each packing a bulging hardon obvious in our pants, and each with a slick, sticky trail of white liquid over our lips and dribbling down our chin, testament to our earlier Mom-sucking. In fact, given the similarity in appearance, it would be hard to tell at a glance which of us had been suckling her bountiful bosom and which her rock hard dick.
"You give good head, honey," she said, smiling, at my dad, her blouse still hanging open to reveal her milky breasts, her skirt still askew to reveal her dripping dick, "That can't be your first time!"
"No," Dad agreed, surprising both me and my brother, "I used to practice with your uncle Luke when I was your age, boys."
What? Even though I'd just watched him enjoy giving a wet, sticky blowjob, it was hard to believe my dad had done the same thing years earlier with his own brother! I looked at Harry, my brother, and couldn't help imagining doing the same to him. Oddly, that was not a horrible thought, in fact I kind of liked the image of his hardness sliding down my throat. My thoughts were, perhaps fortunately, interrupted at that moment by the sound of a heavy footstep in the doorway.
"Oh God," Mom gasped and blushed pink, covering her enormous boobs unsuccessfully with her hands, "Dad's home. I don't know what he'll do if he catches us like this!"
I began to become quite afraid, although not knowing quite what to expect, as the heavy footfalls approached the room. The door swung open and a clear voice could be heard.
"Mom? What have you been getting up to?"
We all turned to see the owner of the voice. "Dad" was dressed in a plaid lumberjack shirt, leather chaps and heavy work boots, with auburn coloured hair tied back in a ponytail. The only thing was, "Dad" was no more a real guy than "Mom" a real girl. Indeed, the person that entered the room was a very good looking woman, with a pair of immaculate breasts not a great deal smaller than Mom's, over which the plaid shirt was loosely draped.
In between her (his?) legs, there was another surprise. Dad may have had the wet pussy we expected to see on Mom, but it wasn't totally on show. Although she wore no pants or underwear between her leather chaps, there was a leather harness. And this harness held in place a massive strap-on dildo, a dick that may not have been as real as Mom's but was a good inch longer and a little thicker. It was black plastic with "Big Daddy" written along the side.
"Oh, Dad, I'm so sorry," Mom blushed, "But I just had to. They're such good and willing suckers. Just like our own girls."
"Well, Mom, if that's the case then maybe we can share," she/he replied, "Let's see how well these sweet things suck."
