Seven Days with Mom - Sex Stories

Seven Days with Mom

... straight away went to our bathrooms to shower and change clothes.

When I came out of my room, she was bending down and putting some clothes on the couch in the living room. She was wearing jeans and was barefoot. Her breasts, including her nipples were bare, as she was topless.

"Ian, try this T-shirt," she said as she picked up a black T-shirt and straightened her back.

"You put on your clothes. I'll come back later," I said, turning back on my heels.

"Try it. You've seen them anyway, so why act so shy now? Put it on and lemme see."

So, I turned back and took the T-shirt from her hand without looking at her assets.

"It fits perfectly," she said as she came and stood before me, with her naked boobs inches away from me, and adjusted the tee over my shoulders.

"You like it?" she asked.

"Yeah, it's cool," I replied.

"Now lemme try mine."

"Isn't that a bit much?" I asked as I saw her wearing a tight brown mesh top that was exposing her front body through the mesh.

"I'm not gonna wear it like this outside. I think it looks great. Let's see how this looks," she said, picking up another top.

It was skin-colored and had a low cut that was revealing her whole ample coverage, and her voluptuous breasts were straining against the tank top. The words Milky Way were written on it in pink.

With her constantly changing in and out of tops, standing there topless with her tits moving with every movement meant I was offered a full view of her boobs, her ...

... back, and her stomach. Every inch of her skin was as visible as my hand. What made the moment more special was the fact that she made no effort at all to hide them. Where until yesterday even a peek of her cleavage was difficult, today her assets were on full display.

"So, the weather gods were happy today and you got your gift. Now go change while I fix us breakfast."

"What, is this the gift?"

"Go change, and while you are changing, think about what I said about you seeing something you had wanted to see for a long time. It's really something that you gift something to someone and they don't even realize it. Now go."

It was only when I reached my room and was changing that it hit me that she meant her breasts. Holy fuck! Her gift was her showing me her tits. I mean, she obviously meant that. I was pretty sure she meant her voluptuous boobs. Fuck!

"That was a really nice gift," I said as I sat down in the kitchen.

Mom, who was still wearing jeans and that Milky Way top, replied, "You liked the T-shirt?"

"Yes, and also the other gift."

"What other gift? Just eat your breakfast," she said, sliding the butter to me.

"I need milk for the coffee," I said as I took the last bite of the toast.

"But you drink your coffee black," she replied.

"True. But today I want some fresh milk from the Milky Way," I said as I lifted my face and looked at her top.

"Oh! So my boy is finally discovering his tongue. Good. Very good. Sorry, that Milky Way is too far ...