BBW Mom Helen's Discovery Pt. 02 - Sex Stories

BBW Mom Helen's Discovery Pt. 02

... she said, putting a hand on his leg. "When you thought I was sleeping, and you...did that...did it feel good? Touching me? Touching yourself?"

He put a hand to his face, and groaned awkwardly.

"Obviously," he said between his fingers.

"I'm sorry," she said, not intending on increasing his embarrassment.

She kept her hand on his leg, and with the other, removed his hand from his face, clasping it tight.

"Gary," she whispered. She kissed him, right on the lips.

He froze, but then his lips softened. He kissed her back. They pulled back.

They stared at each other for five long seconds.

The kiss answered a question long forming in Helen's mind: could she go through with this?

The answer was a resounding yes.

"Come," she said, standing suddenly, gripping his hand tight.

He followed her to her room without saying a word.

She stood next to her queen sized bed, still wearing her dress. She had given in completely to this madness. No backing out now.

"Tell me what you want. I want to make you happy."

He stood still, unsure how to proceed.

"Um...take...off your dress."

She did as asked, and she now stood in her bra and panties. They were tan, and not very sexy. Her bottoms were what she would call granny panties. Her large belly spilled over them.

"You should too," she said, pointing at his clothes.

He nervously did as asked as well.

"Gary," she said, "don't worry. This is for both of us. You make me feel...attractive."

"You ...

... are," he said with a little more confidence. "I love the way you look."

She saw his erection in his underwear.

"I know," she said. "Come here."

He approached the bed, and she sat down with her legs to the side.

"You can touch me anywhere. What do you like about me the most?"

He smiled a little.

"Well," he said cautiously, "Your...ass. And your...belly."

"Okay," said Helen, "My belly. Why do you like it? Show me."

She took his hand and placed it roughly on her tummy. It made a little slap sound.

"It's...soft. And big." He stared at it as she encouraged him to massage it.

Helen lay on her back.

"Kiss it."

He climbed up from her legs, and began kissing her large stomach. It had stretch marks from her recent gain, but he didn't seem to mind.

He kissed it more and more, and even pushed his face into it. Her flesh took him in, and it seemed like he was trying to bury his face in her fat.

Helen was amazed how much this was turning her on. The taboo of it all, the pleasure. Knowing that a young, attractive man was turned on by her cellulite.

He took a break from her belly.

"Can you...flip over?"

She did as asked, and he sat up, allowing her to lay on her well appreciated belly.

Her ass was now his to enjoy. And Helen had a feeling what he might do with it.

He plunged his face between her granny panty clad cheeks. He kissed, and inhaled, and used his hands to massage her massive cheeks as he did so. He enjoyed her ass for a couple ...