Mom came down to breakfast one day with an odd look on her face, carrying a piece of paper. It was old and beat up and I didn't pay it any attention. I was checking out Mom's big tits as usual. And as usual they were bouncing, unencumbered by a bra. Breakfast was my favorite time of day just because of that. Her nipples were showing off as usual and I did my best not to stare at them.
I was home from school that summer and making the best of every day. I was going to meet the guys as usual to hang out and bullshit about girls. I finished just as she came in that morning. With a quick smile I finished up and said, "See you later Mom."
I'd gotten to my feet and was almost to the door of the kitchen when Mom said, "Mike? I need to talk to you for a minute."
I turned around asking, "What is it Mom?"
She unfolded the old piece of paper and held it up so I could see. My heart sank as I saw what it was.
"What is this Mike?"
"Where the hell did you find that?"
"I couldn't sleep last night so I went to the library and grabbed a book. It was inside being used as a bookmark." She looked up at me with curiosity on her face. "So what is it Mike? And what do all these names on here mean?"
Mom was one of those parents that prided herself on being able to talk to me about anything, including sex. That lead to a lot of awkward conversations about my love life. That piece of paper was going to put her to the test though and I knew that.
"It was something dumb the guys and I did way back when. We were bored one day and made up lists of women we had fantasies about. Can I have it back now?"
"Not yet." Mom did look a bit shocked then. "I need to know more. First of all, what do the check marks mean? And the star next to some names?"
This was gonna be bad. I knew it then. But Mom expected an answer.
"The check marks are someone who fulfilled a fantasy for us. The star? That pretty much means what you think it means."
She nodded, her eyes wide. She glanced at the list again, scanning it before looking up. "So the star means they put out. Am I right?"
When I nodded she looked back down at the names. "Some of these don't surprise me. Mrs. Terry for example. That's not really a surprise. But Mike, your sister, three of your cousins and one of my sisters is on here." She looked up at me shocked. "They have stars Mike."
I nodded, hanging my head. Mom looked at me for a long moment taking in the information. She hadn't hit the big one yet, but she was getting there.
"I guess that explains why my name is on there too." I groaned inwardly. Naturally Mom went right to that one. She looked more curious than anything when she asked, "Do you have fantasies about me Mike?"
I tried being diplomatic then. "Mom, you're probably the most beautiful woman on that list. It wouldn't be complete without you on it."
"Thank you Mike, but that's not an answer. Do you have fantasies about me Mike? I'd really like to know."
Mom was taller than most women with magnificent 38DD tits and curves that would drive anyone to distraction. I nodded sheepishly. "Yeah Mom. I do."
All of my wild fantasies about her ran through my head then, making my cock nice and hard. Hiding a thick hard 9 inch cock isn't easy, and when it got hard it was pretty much impossible. Standing there the way I was Mom had a perfect view of my hardness stretched across the front of my shorts. When she looked back up at me it was her turn to shock me.
"Tell me one Mike. Tell me one of your fantasies about me."
That wasn't going to happen without a fight. I shook my head. "That's not gonna happen Mom."
Every last little fantasy about her would have been rated XXX. I wasn't going there without a fight. Mom smiled up at me then.
"Oh come on. Indulge an old woman. I'd love to hear one Mike. Besides, you're not going anywhere until I do."
I took a deep breath and rolled my eyes, desperately buying time for myself. I thought for a moment before an idea popped into my head. I gave Mom my best defeated look and said, "Ok, fine." I looked her over and blurted out the first thing that came to mind.
"I've always fantasized about shooting cum on your.........boobs."
Mom giggled at that. "Boobs Mike? I had you figured as a guy that would say tits."
"Fine. On your tits then. Can I go now Mom?"
"Not so fast. So how do you see that happening? Would you fuck my tits or just jerk off on them?"
"I'd probably jerk off on them, at least to begin with." I saw Mom nod at that.
"One more question Mike. What would happen with the cum? Do I just sit there covered with your cum?"
I was making it up as I went along. "Not usually. Sometimes you scoop my cum up with your fingers and lick them off. And sometimes you lift your tits up and lick them clean."
"Now that's nice and kinky Mike." She smiled at me then. "See? That wasn't so hard was it?"
I lied, shaking my head no. "Can I go now Mom? The guys are probably waiting for me."
"Not quite yet Mike." I saw her glance down at my obviously hard cock in front of her before running one hand down the neckline of her robe. With a mischievous smile she stopped that hand right between her big tits. When she looked back at my face she could see my eyes focused on her body. As I watched Mom scooted her chair around until she was facing me. Her voice was soft as she asked, "How'd you like to fulfill that fantasy right here and now?"
"You're fucking kidding me, right?" Mom giggled at that and I immediately started mentally kicking myself. I could have copped to so many more different things that Mom might have done. I saw her shake her head no.
"I'm not Mike. Not at all." She pulled her robe open a bit wider, giving me a great view of the deep cleavage between her huge tits. "There's just one thing Mike. I eventually want to hear all of your nasty little fantasies about me." She tugged at her robe again exposing more skin. "Do we have a deal?"
I nodded slowly, reaching down to squeeze my hard cock through my shorts. She watched me do that as I told her, "Deal Mom. You do know that in my fantasy I'm shooting on your bare tits and not just into your cleavage, right?"
Mom laughed. "I kind of figured that Mike. You first though."
I undid the button on my shorts and unzipped them. Mom was staring the same way I had been at the bare skin she'd shown me. I took a deep breath and pulled out my rock hard cock just inches from her body.
Mom's eyes widened and her lips moved, smiling again slightly.
"I guess I can't call you baby boy anymore. Very nice Mike. Very nice indeed." She looked into my eyes before saying, "I guess it's my turn isn't it?"
I nodded and watched as she slowly pulled her robe apart, revealing her tits to my eager eyes. They were fantastic, and her nipples looked even harder than usual. Mom had driven me crazy for years walking around the house with no bra on. I had eye candy all the time thanks to her, but looking down at those massive mounds right then was completely different.
Mom cupped them, holding them for me while she said, "There's your target Mike. Go for it."
I stroked my hard cock inches from her body then. I'd done this once before with a busty girlfriend that was curious about cum on her tits. I'd blasted her tits that evening and watched as she licked them clean for me.
She wasn't Mom though. As much of a turn on as that had been, just imagining Mom's tits dripping with my cum was overwhelming. I could see Mom squeezing her tits gently as she stared at my hard cock in front of her.
I'd love to say I lasted forever that first time, but that's not what happened. It was about 5 minutes before I felt that familiar feeling.
"I'm gonna cum Mom!" She nodded, not taking her eyes off my shaft as I exploded all over her massive tits. I could see the thick white streaks of my cum as they splattered all over her tits, making her gasp out loud. I even managed to coat her nipples as well. Mom seemed to really enjoy that. She watched every bit of my cum decorate her tits before I finished, leaning against the table to catch my breath.
I saw her look up at me before she said, "Watch this Mike." She lifted one of her cum covered tits to her lips then, sliding her tongue through one white streak there. I saw my cum on her tongue before she closed her mouth and swallowed it.
"Jesus Mom!" She kept going too, taking every drop from her tits into her hot mouth. When she got to her nipples I was fascinated. I heard her moan softly as her lips closed around one hard bud as she sucked it clean.
After cleaning up Mom stood up, her tits still in plain sight. "You can go now Mike. But remember, I want to hear another one. And soon."
I watched her walk out basically topless. At the door she pulled her robe off and continued on out, giving me a great view of the back of her naked body. I shook my head then realizing just about anything I would have said that morning would have happened.
I headed out and got to the park only to find the guys had already left. I sat down at a picnic table then, watching the bikinis and thinking about what just had happened. I was deep in thought when I heard a familiar voice say, "Hi Mike."
I looked up to see Belinda standing there. She was wearing her usual barely there bikini and I smiled. "Hey Belinda. How's it going?"
She went to sit down across from me but I stopped her halfway. "Wait a minute." She froze and looked up.
"What? What's wrong?" I grinned telling her, "Nothing. I just wanted to check out the view."
I was staring down her top and she smiled as she realized it. "Jesus Mike. You've seen a lot more than that or don't you remember?"
I dated her twin sister Beth. One night we were watching TV at her place and I'd woke up and halfway conscious had crawled under the covers that were on top of the girl on the couch. I thought it was Beth, but found out the next day I'd fucked Belinda.
I laughed and nodded. "I remember. Even being half awake I should have known it wasn't you're sister. You were like a spastic tiger that night."
"Hey, even though we're twins we do have some differences."