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You are stirred awake by the vibrations of a car. You blink groggily, before seeing your gorgeous mother, Scarlett Walker, sitting in the driver seat.
She has long, flowing gold hair, wide hips, and perfect melons. All in all, the perfect MILF. She seems like she doesn’t actually know how sexy she is, and dresses fairly normally on anyone else, but she always accidentally ends up looking like a common whore.
“Hey, baby!” Mom smiles, and you marvel at her naturally husky voice that may have filled several dreams that resulted in tedious morning clean ups.
“Hey, mom.” you say, trying to mask how painfully attracted you are to your own mother. She smiles warmly at you, and your eyes are drawn to her shirt, where her tits are bouncing with the rhythm of the car, and they are so prominently displayed you can’t help but get hard.
You and Mom are on the way to New York City, where your gorgeous older sister, Brooke Walker, goes to college. Her roommate, Gemma Wales, was her best friend, and Brooke had brought Gemma to several meet-ups during the three years Brooke’s spent in college. Gemma was an extremely flirty girl, and she’d taken a liking to you right away, which unfortunately meant that all Gemma did was hang on you, getting you aroused and irritated with Gemma’s hobbies.
Your beautiful younger sister, Vanessa, was in the backseat, sleeping, like you. To get to New York, you’d had to leave early, so you and Vanessa were catching up on sleep. You study her in the mirror, noting her similarities to Mom.
Unlike Mom’s flowing gold waves, Vanessa had more reserved dirty blond hair, a mix of your mother’s gold, and father’s dark, which Brooke had inherited. A loss is that Vanessa has yet to inherit Mom’s bra size, a mere B compared to Mom’s DD. But her ass was nice and perky, and she was extremely nice towards you, but unlike Mom and, admittedly, Brooke, Vanessa hasn’t been the source of any incestual fantasies.
The drive ahead was still daunting, and Vanessa’s slumber gave you an opportunity. Your hand laced fingers with your mother’s, which is resting on the center console. She turns to you, and smiles so warmly at you, it was worth it, and then she drops your hand, and brushes a lock of her wavy hair from her face, and you reach over and brush back a few more strays.
Since your father’s leave, you and your mother had fallen into a routine much like that. You were extremely doting towards her, mostly because of your desire to get her to fall in love with you, and as such, she definitely has taken a particular affinity towards you. Brooke was always too involved in school and cheer (and later in her high school years, the secret parties) to help out, and Vanessa was too young, so you helped out your mother. So, you were much more openly intimate than most mothers and sons, though nothing incestous has transpired yet.
Your hand re-laces with Mom’s, and she holds it lovingly, a caring gesture that on her part, probably means nothing, but to you, it felt like you were getting closer to your goal, especially when, hours later, after Vanessa had awoken and you had regretfully removed your hand, you arrived at the hotel you were staying at, at about 4:40 in the evening. You help your mom with her suitcase, earning you another brilliant smile, and go to check in.
“So... you have the two bed room, with one bathroom? Correct?” the clerk asks hesitantly, at your mother’s irritated face. You laid a hand atop hers, unseen by the clerk, and she relaxes, your presence always a help.
“We also have the pull-out couch.” Mom says neutrally.
“I’m sorry, ma’am. We’ve had a glitch, and all the rooms with a pull out couch are taken.” the clerk apologizes.
“Oh, it’s fine. It is Visiting Week, after all.” Mom smiles, but she squeezes your hand in an expression of controlled anger you’d come to recognize. The clerk laughs awkwardly, and quickly rings you up (with a 5% discount, you noticed), and Mom calls out to Vanessa, who was sitting on her suitcase, bored and on her phone, texting her new friend Brittany, no doubt.
The three of you walk down the hotel hall, opening the door into a non-descript room with two queen beds and a simple bathroom. Mom sniffs at it, but she puts on a smile and tries to interact with Vanessa, who was bored out of her mind. You help your disappointed mother with the suitcases, and she smiles at you again, that smile that makes all of your extra work worth it. You pull her into a warm hug, and she hums and melts into it, and you can’t help but feel her tits against your chest, as you hug her fondly.
After a while, Mom’s phone buzzes, and she gets it eagerly.
“Ooh! It’s Brooke. She, Gemma, and Mark are meeting us at 6 for dinner!” Mom exclaims. Vanessa perks up.
“Mark?” she smiles coyly.
“None of that, young lady. Mark’s Brooke’s. And he’s hardly that attractive anyway, objectively speaking.” Mom says, glancing at you during the last part, oddly enough. Vanessa shrugs.
“Surely if I can get him, then he’s not good for Brooke, right? I’m being helpful!” Vanessa insists, and Mom considers this.
“Knock yourself out.” Mom relents. Vanessa fist pumps.
At dinner, at a pizza joint, you, Mom, and Vanessa walk in to see Brooke and Gemma at a table, no Mark in sight.
“Where’s Mark?” Vanessa asks instantly, as you slide across the booth to the wall, and Mom slides in next to you.
“Couldn’t make it. He’s stuck at work.” Brooke shrugs, and you notice her fully.
It looks like her hair has lightened considerably, and her breasts look a little fuller under her gray tank top.
“Hi Seth!” Brooke smiles at you, and Gemma chimes in.
“Oh yes. Seth. It’s truly a pleasure.” Gemma drawls.
Gemma has tits just smaller than Mom’s, probably a D instead of a DD, but she has a thicker and larger ass, and overall Gemma is gorgeous. She does have a on again off again boyfriend, Scott, but you could never be sure of Gemma’s relationship status.
The dinner goes well, except for Vanessa pining after Mark, who never showed up much to your little sister’s disappointment. Afterwards, Brooke hugs you, and you feel her tits have gotten bigger, probably close to Mom’s size now, though you couldn’t be exactly sure. She pulls back and smiles at you.
“Ok. It’s Visitation Week, which means weird class schedules, so you need to be at my dorm tomorrow at 9, and me and you are going to this great rock climbing place.” Brooke says excitably.
“Damn, Brooke. You know I love rock climbing.” you smile at her.
“I know. So don’t be late, idiot, ok?” Brooke asks, playfully.
“Ok.” you smile, and climb into the passenger seat where Mom’s already waiting. Vanessa’s still talking to Gemma, a fact you find infinitely worrying, but Mom honks the horn, and Vanessa hurries into the backseat.
You sag against the wall as you stumble into the hotel, until Vanessa makes you move because you’re blocking the bathroom. You collapse onto the bed that you’re sharing with Vanessa, until she comes out of the bathroom.
“Hell no!” she shouts.
“I’m not sharing with him.” Vanessa growls.
“Fine. Seth, you can share my bed.” Mom smiles at you, and you don’t need to hear it twice, and you climb out of Vanessa’s bed, and quickly climb into you and Mom’s bed. Mom disappears into the bathroom while Vanessa channel surfs until she just turns it off, and you notice Mom, wearing tight sweat-shorts over her wide hips, and a tight black tank top. She smiles at you, and climbs into bed beside you.
She shivers a little at the cool sheets, so you, against your better judgement, wrap your mother in a loving embrace, which she returns, pulling her body against you, as she shivers.
“Thank you.” she whispers in your ear, and you feel a growing sense of arousal at your bombshell mother’s curves fitting against you perfectly as the two of you lay tangled in each other’s embrace.
“Goodnight, Mom.” you whisper.
“Goodnight.”
But you don’t fall asleep quickly, feeling your mother’s melons against your chest, her smooth legs against yours, and her toned torso in your arms, and it’s late, almost early when you finally drift off.
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