===== MY TROUBLESOME TITTIES ===== My big tits have always gotten me into trouble. Men look at them. That's probably one of the reasons my husband left me. Anyway, since I've been on my own, my son has checked in on his mom a little more often, even though I can take care of myself. John is thirty two, and felt he should help out his mom with home repairs and things his divorced dad used to do. Last week he'd come over to help me do some remodeling in the kitchen. As it got late into the afternoon, it was getting warm as we worked repainting the cabinets. I'd taken off my sweatshirt and was working just in my shorts and tee shirt. For a fifty year old broad, I still look pretty good. I'd forgotten I wasn't wearing a bra and that my big tits were poking against the thin material of my tee. I caught John dripping paint over the floor as he stared at my heavy, slightly sagging breasts. "Hey watch it!" I cried. John blushed in embarrassment and I guess by now I had noticed the bulge in his jeans. The was a double meaning in my words, ... he had been "watching it!" As he cleaned up the mess, a sly thought came into my mind that if he was distracted by my big boobs, we'd never get anything done. "Hey John, come into the living room," I called. I went out and sat down on the couch, waiting for John to appear. "What's up mom?" he asked shyly "You cock, obviously!" I said with a mischievous grin. John just looked at me with embarrassed shock. "I'm used to guys staring at my tits, but not my own son!" I chided him. "So I guess you'd better take a good look, so we can get back to work." Without waiting for a response, I reached down and pulled the hem of my tee shirt up over my head and tossed it over the arm of the couch. The cool air hit my nipples and made them stiffen slightly. My son just stood there in shocked amazement, drinking in the sight of my big mammaries. I'm not vain when I say I have a pretty good "set of hooters". My size 40 DD tits are still pretty firm, and sag only slightly, mostly from their weight. I have large, oval, orange-pink aureolae, and my nipples are like big flat buttons until they are aroused. Then they stick up like thick nubs the size of your thumb. Mine were poking up and stiffening up, smoothing out the crinkly skin of my nipple flesh as they got aroused by my son's hungry stare. "Mom! This is crazy!" he protested. John was blushing, but looking hungrily at my chest. I stood up and walked over to him. I grabbed his hands and pressed them over my titties, mashing his palms against my nipples, so he could feel them stiffen up. "Here, silly, don't you wanna play with 'em?" "Mom, this is wrong ...." he began, but I shushed him with a quick kiss on the mouth and felt his hands sexily cup my big breasts, lifting them and fondling them. "Suck my nipples, honey" I whispered in his ear. Before he could help himself, I pulled his head down to my chest and felt his lips brush over my nipple, making it harder than ever. "You want to, ... I know." John just sighed a little and swirled his hands over the rounded cones of my titties, massaging them and flicking his thumbs back and forth over my thick, erect nipples. I moaned in response and ground my mons against the thick bulge in his crotch. John bent down and sucked my nipple into his mouth, gently chewing it and rolling it around in his wet mouth with his tongue. It felt wonderful, and my pussy began to ache. After a second, John came to his senses and looked up at me hotly. "Mom, you're beautiful, and I love you, but this is incest......" "Don't get crazy, honey," I said. "We're both adults, and nobody's around to know what we do. Haven't you ever dreamed of playing with my titties? Moms like to have their sons fantasize about that." "Yeah but..." "I think it's natural. Most women want to have a ... uh, more intimate relationship with their sons. I think it's part of loving, don't you?" By now John was just nodding as he mouthed my titties, sucking each of them in turn into his mouth as far as he could. My pulse was racing as I felt his teeth chew down on my hard, hot nipples. I reached down and felt around between us, running my hand up and down the long fat ridge bulging at John's crotch. He was rock hard! As I massaged and gripped his throbbing dong through his pants, John groaned and pressed against my hand. He held on to my big titties and mouthed them, loving them with slurping kiss-sucks all over my tit-flesh. "Aww, mom, I love your titties, they're beautiful." By now I had his zipper open and pulled his long prick out, making him shiver in excitement as my fingers curled around the thick hot shaft. "Ohhhhh, goddd." my son groaned. "Mom, your ... your hand feels so good there." "Uh huh, baby," I sighed, "Your prick feels so hard and good in my hand, and your mouth is so wonderful on my nipples!" Soon his pants were halfway down his thighs and I was humping my mons against his naked prick, rubbing my shorts against his dick flesh as my hands cupped his buttocks and pulled his hairy ass forward. It felt so obscene and hot to be fondling my son's naked ass and teasing his dick as he kissed my big titties. By now they were all hot and red from his mouth and hands on them, and wet with spit. "Lay down" I said, and pulled John down onto me on the big couch. The heavy weight of him pressing on top of me made my pussy gush in excitement! For the first time ever, I soul kissed my son, sucking in his tongue as he speared it into my mouth. Between us I felt his hands snap open the waistband of my shorts. "Take my panties off, too" I whispered breathlessly. "I want my pussy naked." John was still in shock I guess, but still terribly aroused by his mother's wanton actions. He had such a look of stunned pleasure as he felt my naked flesh against his. My son just peeled my shorts off, rolling my cotton panties down my legs with them. Soon I was naked and laying under my oldest son, holding his head between the mounds of my big naked mammaries as I reached between us and began fondling and masturbating his rigid penis. I felt his hand fumble between my legs, forcing them open so that he could pet and rub the swelling lips of my pussy as I jacked him off. "Oh, honey, not yet." I sighed, closing my legs over his hand, "I don't wanna cum yet, I want this to last!" Quickly I pulled his naked body up until he was sitting on top of me, his knees straddling me on either side of my torso. I guided his hot, throbbing prick until it nestled into the deep valley between my big tits. "Fuck 'em!" I urged. looking up at my son with hot lust. "Fuck my titties! Fuck your momma's tits, honey!" I loved the feel of his hairy butt as I cupped both of his asscheeks in my hand and pulled his butt forward. Then I reached up and petted his cock as it lay between my titties. It was long and thick, slightly curving up from his heavy sack of balls where they lay on my chest. the wedge-shaped tip of his cock was blunt and velvety soft, with a little trail of silver goo oozing out of the pee-slit in the end of it. I slid my hand s.up over my big titties and held them closed, so that my fat nipples almost touched. The loving look my son gave me made it all worthwhile! John groaned and began bucking his hips back and forth, moving his cock up and down the deep groove I made for it between my boobs. His hands replaced mine and he held my fat titties tightly pressed together, making a kind of "pussy" out of my titflesh as he fucked between them. I returned my hands to his butt and squeezed his ass cheeks, slowly controlling the way he slid his cock back and forth between my titties. "Ohhhhh, godd, mommmm!" he groaned, "I love you! I love your big titties around my dick!" "Me too, honey'" I sighed, "Oh me too!" I slid a couch pillow under my head and my face was tilted up so that each time John stroked up between my heavy breasts the tip of his cock came within inches of my chin. I urged him to stroke forward, so that when he fucked between my titties, at the top of the stroke I bent forward and licked out, running my tongue over the tip of his penis. I loved the hot salty taste of his cockflesh, and the musky taste and smell of his pre-cum juice as it painted my lips. Eventually John let my titties fall away from his cock and stuck the long shaft into my mouth. I sucked and blew his magnificent cock until he was trembling and groaning, and I knew he was about to cum. "Oh, god, ohhhh, goddd mommmm!" he groaned, pulling his cock out of my mouth with a wet "pop." John grabbed his dick in both hands and began masturbating furiously as I ran my hands over his thighs and gripped his scrotum, feeling the rapid spasm of his balls as he began to orgasm. "Awww, I'm about to cummm!" "That's right! Cum on me!" I cried. "Cum on my titties! Ohhh, honey shoot your cum on my nipples!" John moaned and shut his eyes for a second, then opened them wide as I heard a tiny wet spitting sound. "Spurrrtttt!" His hand was milking his cock up and down rapidly, and I put my hand around the base of his pecker as the first long ribbon of pearly sperm shot out of the tip of his dick. John looked down at my titties, watching as the stringy line of white syrup squirted out and into the valley between my titties. I grabbed his cock and pressed the spitting tip to the tip of my nipple, feeling the next hot spurt of cum splash out over my titty button. The hot gooey feel of it made me begin to orgasm! John groaned and swayed over me, putting his hands on my shoulders as I jacked and masturbated his squirting prick. My son shot five or six hard squirts of creamy jizz onto my tits, splashing gooey blobs over my nipples until they ran down the sides of my tit mounds. I looked down at my titties, and imagined that they were two twin volcanoes, with pearly white lava oozing down the sides from my nipples. A sticky little river of goo flowed in the valley between them and pooled in the hollow of my neck. John groaned and continued to pulse little spurts of cum out of his cock. He grabbed his cock back and stuck it between my titties as I swirled my hands though the warm cum coating my titflesh. I scraped a little onto my finger, which I brought to my lips to taste. [Now that Mom has gotten John off, it's a good time to remind you that if you received this story anywhere but from the ASSTR website, it has been stolen. Such thievery hurts your ability to get more stories, and my ability to post more. Please report this theft to me at sylvarrh at earthlink dot net or to the ASSTR administrators, I'll send you a quick flash story in appreciation. Now let's see what else Mom can do ...} "Mmmmmmmm!" I sighed. "Mom, ... can I ....?" John began. "Can I fuck you?" "Oh yes, honey, ohh yesss!" I cried and spread my thighs open as he slid down on top of me. I reached down and guided his still-hard cock into my wet pussy slit. John groaned and began kissing me with wet soul kisses as his wonderful pecker slid deep into my pussy and we began fucking. I didn't care if it was incest or not, it felt so wonderful to have my son's hard cock filling my pussy, scrubbing my sugar walls. I crossed my legs tightly over his ass and lifted my cunt up to meet each hard downward stroke as John fucked me harder and harder. I began cumming almost immediately! In a little while, maybe half an hour, John cried out again and I felt his hot semen pump into me in pulse after pulse. My son was cumming inside me! We lay there for a long time, and as John's dick finally softened inside of me, he licked every inch of my big titties clean, and then made me lick his cock dry. My big tits continue to be fascinating to him, thank goodness. My son comes over to help his mom out every week, now. He helps his mom out in "every way" and continues to be my loving son. He always loved my troublesome titties, I guess. Even sometimes when we don't get a chance to actually fuck, I always make sure he enjoys a chance to keep cumming on them, every time he visits. I love it, too! ===== the end ===== The author always appreciates comments from readers. Contact him directly at <sylvarrh@earthlink.net>. All comments will get a "flash" story in appreciation, only ... negative comments will get a lousy story. ;-)