19-year-old Richard was about to become a man. A complete virgin, things were about to change. Taking advantage of the opportunity presented to him, he convinced his mother let him help her express her large, milk-filled breasts. He could never have imagined what came next.
My mother was extremely attractive - you know, for a mother. She was a full-bodied woman, but not overweight, deep blue eyes and very wide, motherly hips.
I'd fantasized about her a few times here and there before the pregnancy, but now that her breasts had swollen like ripe
melons, I just couldn't help but masturbate every night thinking about touching them.
Even my friends at college - whenever they'd come over - would comment on mom. She was just that hot.
Being the only adult in the house who wasn't a zombie, many of the chores had instantly fallen to my shoulders.
Three days ago I couldn't cook anything more complicated than a pot of Ramen noodles; now I can cook up a mean egg omelet.
But the one thing that I couldn't fix was mom. Not until today, that was.
Let me explain.
I was sitting on the couch in the living room watching something interesting on the TV, when mom walked - ghost-like - through the room.
As usual, following the tragedy, she wore nothing but a see-through, diaphanous nightgown. Tears were in her eyes, but it wasn't her eyes that caught my attention.
With the morning light coming in through the windows, I could see...everything.
Her breasts were so large and milk-filled that they looked as though they were close to bursting.
My cock twitched to life excitedly as I could see that her nipples had been leaking mother's milk on her nightie and the sheer, translucent fabric clung fiercely to her tight breasts. I swear to God that I almost came in my pants at the sight of it.