When I invited her out for a day in the sun, my mom was quick to reply, "That's so silly! I can't go to the beach! My body's much too fat to fit into a bathing suit."
First off, my mom's not fat. She may be a little on the hefty side, but she's hardly what you'd call fat. I've seen fat babes, and Mom doesn't look anything like them. I can say that because I've seen her when she didn't know it. She had taken a shower and was just removing her towel from her naked body when I just happened to be walking by her opened bedroom door.
I had come home early from work and she didn't know that. I suppose that's why she didn't take any precautions when uncovering her naked body. In any event, I stood there long enough to see that my mother wasn't the fat hog she said she was. She was just a little on the hefty side.
With her back to me, I could see her ass wasn't ugly and misshapen. It may have been larger than most, but it was definitely nicer than most asses in the way it was shaped: softly rounded and very appealing. As for her meaty legs, there was no cellulite or ugly veins, just the soft, flowing curves you see on the legs of a younger woman.
At the time, I was quite impressed with how this woman looked from the rear. As for her front, I could only get a quick glimpse before I had to slip out of her view. What I saw briefly was even better than the rear view. Even with a body slightly on the hefty side, my mother still had a pair of tits to die for. I didn't have to see her naked to know that wonderful fact. Whether she was dressed nicely to go out with my dad or dressed casually in a blouse and pants, you just knew this woman had real big tits.
"You're the one being silly!" I told her. "You're not fat!"
It was a hot summer day and I really wanted to go to the beach. Since my dad was away on business, and my wife was out of town visiting her mother, I thought it would be a nice gesture to take my mother out for a day of sun and surf, and maybe even a nice dinner after. I never though about what ultimately happened before we even got anywhere near the beach or restaurant. Who knew the reaction I'd have when Mom came out of her bedroom wearing a bathing suit that was way too small for a body slightly on the hefty side?
"See, Joey! I told you I'm fat!"
All I had on at the time was my swimming trunks and a towel hanging loosely around my neck. Mom had on a two-piece suit that caused an immediate reaction inside my own bathing suit. My cock did what it shouldn't have done. It grew big and hard just from the sight of my not-fat-at-all mother.
My first reaction was to drop the towel from my neck down to my waist, covering up the obvious boner. That was the natural thing to do, but I didn't do that. I went with the totally unnatural thing. I stood there and gawked shamelessly at her solidly built curvy legs, her softly rounded meaty hips, and of course, the gigantic tits as they fought to keep from popping out of her too-small top.
She was my mother, but I couldn't keep myself from gawking at the awesome body that had given me an enormous hard-on. And in doing that, it enabled my well-built mother to do some shameless gawking of her own. I could see her looking down at my obvious bulge. She looked at it while saying nothing, but her widened eyes said plenty. When she looked up, they said more.
It was the kind of look a man never sees in his mother's eyes. He sees it in the eyes of wanton women who love their men having big fat dicks. I never thought of my mother in that light. Suddenly, I did. I see a woman without restraint or inhibition regarding her sexual behavior. I saw a woman very eager for fucking.
I grabbed her waist and pulled her against me, at the same time pressing my face between her hefty tits. I licked her cleavage as I grasped her ass. She grasped my head and held me to her bosom, moaning softly while telling me it was okay.
"This isn't wrong, baby! We both want it!"
I wanted it more than you can ever imagine. That's why I hungrily unhooked her bathing suit top and quickly grasped both her big tits with my eager hands. I wanted every part of her and I wanted it all at the same time.
I started by sucking on one hard nipple, then the other, sucking like a madman while squeezing and playing with both her giant mams. Mom just stood there with her head back, her hands giving no regard to my combed hair. She mussed it up totally while her fingers slithered through it. Not that I gave a shit about my hair. All I was thinking about were those big beautiful tits and how far my mother would go with me.
She was giving me her big tits, but would she be willing to give me more? I didn't know, but I just had to try. I stood up and pulled her against me. I could feel Tier belly make contact with my hard cock. When she didn't shy away from me, I took my next liberty. My hands returned to her ass and I started to tug her bathing suit bottom down around her hips. She still said nothing as I began to lower it further. She just looked into my eyes with that same lustful look. That's when I knew how far she'd go.
With the suit now draping her meaty thighs, I shifted her body slightly and lowered one hand to her bare belly, the other to her soft ass. Suddenly, my fingers were slithering through her pubic hair and squeezing a soft cheek. Her body tensed to my touch and mom moaned softly. She knew exactly where my fingers were going.
"You can touch me if you want to."
