This choice: Lily lets her mother awaken naturally (Mom's POV) • Go Back... After a few minutes of pondering, Lily decided it was best to let the triggers she'd implanted sink in for a while. She pulled up the covers over her mother's breasts so as not to make her brothers suspicious if they looked in; she heard a sharp intake of breath as the covers brushed against her mom's rock-hard nipples, drawing a smile from the girl. It looked like the triggers were working just fine. She shot one final glance at her mom's sleeping form before carefully leaving the room, shutting the door behind her.
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Thirty minutes later...
Melissa awoke, yawning and smiling peacefully. She wasn't quite sure how she'd ended up asleep; the last thing she remembered was Lily beginning her fantastic breast massage. Speaking of which, her entire body felt great; she was completely relaxed, especially in her chest area. She'd have to thank her daughter for showing her that. In fact, she might ask Lily to teach her how to do it. She was sure her friends would love to try it; heck, maybe even Lily would want to experience what she'd been practicing. She'd probably love it, having tender and loving hands caress her big, round breasts...maybe even a kiss or two...
The older woman snapped out of her fantasy. What the hell had she been doing? Her nipples were hard, and she could feel a damp spot in her panties. Had she really just had a sexual fantasy about her daughter? She turned red as her body reacted as if answering her question with a resounding 'yes'. She shook her head violently; maybe she hadn't relaxed as well as she had thought.
Melissa threw off the covers that were covering her, beholding her large, aroused breasts; Lily probably didn't want to wake up her snoozing mom after she fell asleep in the middle of the massage. She sat up, turning a bit red as her breasts jiggled about; she wasn't sure why, but it felt very good when they wobbled. She made it out of bed and walked over to where Lily had thrown her bra and the thin, button-down shirt she had been wearing; she reached down to pick up the bra, intending to put it on first.
When it came time to actually put it on, however, Melissa blanked. She could not, for the life of her, remember how to put on a bra. She could see what she was supposed to do,but as soon as she moved to do it, her mind froze up and she lowered her hands, unable to remember what she was just intending. After a few tries, she decided to forget about it for now; she'd probably remember by the time she had to go to work. Nobody would mind if she walked around braless in the house, after all. Plus, the thought of her breasts jiggling around more made her very happy, for some reason.
After a moment, Melissa turned to grab her shirt. She had no issues putting that on, for some reason, but she certainly had issues after it was on. She could barely make it a few steps without letting out a soft moan; the feeling of her breasts rubbing against the coarse fabric of the button-down shirt was driving her wild. She could see her rock-hard nipples protruding from the fabric, clear as day, but that only seemed to excite her more; the thought of Zach or Sam, or even Lily, coming across her in her current state was driving her wild. She would be unable to resist throwing herself at them, and they would accept their mother's love...
Melissa returned to the position she had been in when Lily had entered the room, sitting up on her bed; this time, however, the mother's intentions were definitively more sexual. At first, she began to finger herself with one hand while the other caressed her breasts through the thin shirt; both hands, however, soon moved to massaging her mammoth tits. She never would have described them like that before, but that's what they felt like now; giant globes of flesh that sent waves of pleasure rippling through her with every grope and squeeze. They were so big, and felt so good, that everything else seemed to fall away; nothing else mattered except for her breasts and the pleasure they gave her.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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