It was about 7.00am when I came down the stairs from my room. It was the first day of the holidays for me and that meant I would be burdened with thoughts on how to make each passing day a little less boring than the last. Also all my girlfriends were a hundred miles away. This of course left a very horny twenty-something year old alone and with only his trusty left hand to comfort him.
My mom was in the kitchen preparing pancakes. The smell was wonderful and it hurried my footsteps. Another reason for my fleetness of foot was that at this precise moment she was bending over trying to find something in a cupboard. Before I continue I think a brief description of my mom will suffice.
She's one of these 'big' women; you know the kind that fills doorways with their sheer mass. She's very pretty with luxurious golden hair, full sensuous lips and big doe like eyes which seemed a little blank at times. But it was her curves that made her special. Her flesh was packed in the right places with boobs the size of cantaloupes and a massive bum that was more muscle than fat. When she moved she wobbled. Anytime you saw her your first impulse was to grab one of those juicy ass cheeks and give it a good squeeze. Right now she was wearing a t-shirt and a pair of shorts. The way her tits wobbled as she moved meant she was bra-less. Bending over like she was doing right now, her shorts looked ready to burst as her bum stretched them tight. I instantly had a hard on.
"Morning, Mom" I greeted as I brushed past her, taking my time. I expected her to straighten up as I squeezed between her and the wall but she didn't even bother. I was so bold I even let my hardening bulge press against her. The bulge mashed past one cheek before sliding into the ass crack. After a brief pause it pushed out and over the next cheek. I was even cheeky enough to hold her waist from behind as I did this. My family is very touch-feely so it wasn't really a big deal. But I must say I enjoyed the brief contact so much I think some pre-cum wet my shorts.
Mom straightened up and gave me a quizzical glance. I remained expressionless.
"Morning, honey" she drawled "Are you hungry?"
"Famished! I could eat anything."
"Well go on to the dining table, breakfast is nearly ready. The way you're looking at me I bet you won't mind having breast milk!"
My mouth hung agape and she ignored me after that. She stood well out of the way for me to pass this time but I could swear that her eyes had drifted casually to my crotch.
Breakfast was quick and uneventful and my dad was in such a hurry to get to work that he chewed his pancakes as he made for the door. I heard the car zoom off as my mom disappeared into the kitchen with the dishes.
I wondered what to do today. I had stacks of porn to wank off too but after the morning episode with my mom it seemed pointless. The awareness that I was alone in the house with a hot, juicy woman kept invading my thoughts and I was beginning to entertain some very nasty thoughts. Eventually I went up to my room.
Thirty minutes later I was aware of voices coming from the kitchen. I was curious to know who had come in through the back door so I tipped toed down the stairs and peeked furtively into the kitchen. It was my neighbor, Mr. Dunn. He was chatting with my mom and from the way he was dressed seemed he was supposed to be on his way to work. I also noticed he was a bit too touchy feely with my mom who didn't seem to mind at all.
"So when do we get some time together?" he asked as his hands rubbed her bare arms below the short sleeves of her t-shirt.
"You know I'm too busy to see you, Mark. Also my husband likes to come home straight after work."
"We won't spend long. It will just take an hour or so in my office." He pulled my mother into a tight embrace and I could see my mom's huge tits pressing against his chest.
"Mark!" she breathed "My son is upstairs."
"Relax. We'll be quiet." His hands roamed up and down her back.
I was shocked by what I was seeing and also getting very turned on. I slipped my hands into my shorts to touch my hardening cock. I watched as he began to nuzzle at my mom's ear and neck. My mother gasped and placed her hands on his shoulders to push him away but he squeezed her tighter.
"Come on, Baby" he crooned as he kissed the soft flesh of her neck "I know you like it. I can feel your nipples hardening against my chest."
"Mark, this is not a good time. You really have to go."
His hands went lower and slipped over her formidable rump to slide over her bottom. His big hands clasped her cheeks, the fingers entering her crack. Mom moaned deeply as our neighbor kneaded her massive buttocks. Her arms went round his neck and she pressed even closer to him.
"Ah, I see I've found your weak spot" he gloated as he took his time to feel up her bottom. His hands pulled the shorts a little way down to expose her naked flesh and I could see the top of her ass crack clearly. His hands slipped inside the shorts and I could imagine his hands groping her smooth, firm flesh. She shuddered and wiggled her bottom.
I felt an intense surge of jealousy and rage course through my veins. For years I had been fantasizing about touching my mother and here was our neighbor which my dad and I didn't really like fondling my mother to his heart's content. I felt like screaming! However I was wanking furiously now and still trying to stay hidden and quiet.
By now Mark was kissing Mom on her mouth and I could here wet smacks as he noisily sucked at her juicy lips. He suddenly released her and I was incensed to see the look of disappointment on her face.
"Stand up against the wall" he ordered.
My mom hurriedly stepped back so that her back touched the wall.
"Raise your arms in the air."
