Mom’s Big Boobs

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Mom’s Big Boobs is a follow-up to Sister’s Big Boobs, a story about a little sister who’s insecure about her big tits, and a loving, well-endowed mother who encourages her son to have sex with her to make her feel better about herself. You can read the first part here: Sister’s Big Boobs ***** The next morning, I woke up to the footsteps of Mom moving around the kitchen downstairs. I still felt the ache in my thighs from last night with Sofi, and a certain lightness, like I’d unburdened a part of myself. I took my time getting dressed,...

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Sister’s Big Boobs

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“Alex?” Mom knocked on my door. “Can I come in?” “Sure,” I said, spinning my chair around. She slipped inside, wearing a knee-length summer dress. Her chestnut hair spilled over her shoulders. My mother was tall and pretty, a perfect oval shape with almond-shaped eyes. She had a subtle hourglass figure with plenty of curves you just wanted to squeeze, but at the moment, she looked upset, which weighed her down. She sat on the edge of the bed and sighed. “What’s this about?” I asked. “It’s about your little sister, Sofi,” she said. “Ever since her boobs started growing,...

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Mom Taught Me to Fuck with Grandma

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My name is Kevin. I’m 12 years old and I’m the only child to a 38-year-old single mom. My mom is single because my dad died 2 years ago when I was 10. I’ve been having regular sex with my grandmother, who is 73 years old. Not only does my mom know, she frequently watches. When I was 8 years old, my dad brought his mom to live with us because she was showing early signs of dementia. At the time I didn’t know my mom couldn’t stand her, but realized that after my father died and her true feelings...

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Kind Older Woman

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John had been at the library studying and when he left the building he wasn’t watching where he was going and hit his head on a low hanging branch. The next thing he knew he was walking on an inner-city street. He was still dazed and had no idea where he was. It was raining so he found an entrance to an apartment above a shop that was sheltered.   Mary is a 40-year-old single woman who lives in the apartment. She was coming home from work when she found the young teen boy huddled in the doorway.   She...

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Spending the Night at Grandma’s House

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My name is James and at the time of this story I was 13 years old. I was just starting to go through puberty at this time, my voice cracking, hair coming in, but most noticeably, my dick was starting to make sperm. I was always so young and naive and even at this age I didn’t really understand sex like my friends seemed to. I was still just a short little boy, no real muscles or anything. One day after school, my mom dropped me off at my grandma’s house to spend the night. Later in life I realized...

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Mrs. Peters

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"Hi Mrs. Peters, is Rick home?" the young man asked as the very pregnant Mrs. Jane Peters answered the door. "No Kevin he's out with his dad" she said rubbing her swollen belly. "Come on in though, they should be back soon and you can keep a beached whale company." Entering the house the boy replied "Your no beached whale Mrs. Peters" "Well Kevin I certainly feel like one. Only a few more weeks until I deliver and I really can't wait." She said engineering her way onto the love seat. Kevin sat across from the pregnant Mrs. Peters. Before...

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Completely Different Adventure in Babysitting

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"The babysitter will be here soon," called Billy's mother from the other room. Billy, fifteen years old and frustrated, scowled from the other room. Although the babysitter was ostensibly for his six-month-old sister, Katey, he knew he'd be told to mind her as well. He couldn't leave, and he had to do what she said. In another year, he could be a babysitter too, if he were a girl. It was aggravating. The doorbell rang as Billy's mother was putting on her sweater. Billy positioned himself in the kitchen to get a good look at the visiting duchess as the...

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Tommy Gets Taught

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Little Tommy Turnell wasn't so little anymore.  At least that's what his Aunt Susie said every time she saw him at Christmas.  Except now that he had recently turned fourteen, there had been some definate changes.  The sandy brown haired youth was filling out in some areas.  Muscles, teeth, hair.  All getting strong and more mature.  But it was those other areas he didn't need to worry about before that were really giving him worries.  Tommy was concerned when he found weird hairs growing out of his armpits, and even worse, around his private parts!  And that private part was...

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Thanksgiving

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* Danny "Danny, are you sure you have all the emergency numbers?" my mom asked as she ushered my two kid sisters into the car. "Don't worry, mom, I'll be OK," I said waving back to her as she got in herself. "It will only be a couple of hours until dad gets home anyway." That was the plan. Mom's part of the plan was taking Pam and Amy to my aunt's house for the Thanksgiving weekend early, and I would wait at home for dad to get home from work and ride up with him. I was happy to...

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My First Exposure (part 1)

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----------------------------------------------- This story is woven around an old friend's fantasy she shared with me over a span of nearly 30 years. ----------------------------------------------- Like a lot of women, I've had some fantasies during my 40+ years, but had never had the opportunity or nerve to live any of them until Mike took me for a fantastic massage last month. I ended up feeling physically great and so very excited that I was nude under my towel as Mike watched another man give me a really professional massage. But the best part was after ... on the ride home and later in...

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Little Bobby’s Problem (part 2)

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Chapter 2 Stepmother lends a hand. "Bobby dear, I think further steps are necessary - would you be a good boy, and unhook this big, stretchy brassiere, for me?" She leaned over the boy, bringing the front-fastening garment within his reach. Of course, it also brought her gigantic breasts, topped by twin thrusting teats, to within inches of the little boy's face. Bobby eventually shook off his shock, and struggled to release the many hooks – how he struggled, but he kept at the task manfully, and finally the last hook was released. I think your penis could do with...

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Little Bobby’s Problem (part 3)

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CHAPTER 3 OFF TO THE CLINIC Ellen quickly grabbed up her silk nightgown, and, after wrapping Bobby in it, she hustled the boy outside, and into her Firebird. Having draped him in the passenger seat, she hurriedly locked the house and climbed into the driving seat. Oh boy, was she ever in the driving seat! Her mind was a whirl, an incendiary mixture of so many things: there were the memories of her old employer Ruth Lessmilker, and the disgraceful, sordid procedures which eventually led to the doctor being expelled from legal practice – then there were her own like-minded...

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Just a Peek

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It was just a normal lunch hour; I was in the park looking for a place to eat my sack lunch.  I was not searching for sun or shade or a view of the greenery, I was hoping to find a seat where I might get a glimpse up a young ladies skirt.  I know it sounds sick and I guess it is but nothing turns me on more than to peek where I'm not supposed to look.   I ended up across from a rather frumpy woman sitting on a blanket while she fed most of her lunch to the...

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Boy Magnets

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I am the last teacher in the world I would expect to sleep with one of her students. I am good-looking, I have had plenty of boyfriends, and have never been what I would consider some kind of slut. This is what happened to me last spring. Names changed to protect the guilty. I have been a teacher at Andrew Jackson Middle School for over six years. Bobby Hunter was just an average 13 year old kid in my fourth period class. About 5'6", dark hair, blue eyes, average build. I never looked at him twice, or any of the...

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Aunt Karen part 6

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We were on our way to the mall when Aunt Karen started talking to me about the “rules.”  I don’t remember exactly how she put it, but she talked about how she knew we had both been having fun for the last few days and that she wanted us both to feel comfortable and continue having fun.  But she was concerned about my being only 14 years old and that certain things were illegal for her to do with someone my age.  She said she would feel more comfortable if we set out some rules that would protect us both....

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