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Precisely at this time Josie was not manual, in fact she was laid out flat on her bed, naked but for a thin covering sheet and she was trying to get comfortable. Josie’s added problem was the ever expanding stomach in which not one but two babies were forming and only a couple of months away from being born.
Her blood pressure was high, she was hot, she was fed up, she was worried about what happened next. The man of her dreams, or at least the guy who stuck his dick and seed in her, had disappeared. Within days of her telling him about becoming a daddy to twins, he had moved out and left town, address unknown.
Josie lived with her Mom, her father had wandered off a few years back, and Mom had raised Josie, got her through school, offered to pay her through college but Josie declined.
Her Mom would have had to work a second job to pay for college and Josie certainly did not feel it was essential for her to get a qualification.
Josie was a basketball player, although she weighed heavy she was solid and fit, she was nimble enough, in fact she had been tested and was a fast mover. Sadly the other fast mover in her life had shot his sperm inside her and had not hung around to take on the responsibility of a family.
Josie was a basketball player for pick up games. She had been invited, almost dragged to be on the basketball team. However when she got the list of requirements needed to be on the team she folded the paper neatly and gave it back.
Josie was a steady student but one lesson she had excelled at was economics. She had never studied it but she had lived it. She knew that her Mom had a hard time making ends meet and several times her grandparents had supported them, even her father’s parents had lent a hand. Josie had never been involved in this but she had picked up the essentials.
Mom sitting at the kitchen table, looking at bills and bank statements, overheard phone calls. Josie had an in depth, functional knowledge of economics, and the basketball team or a college education didn’t fit into her expectations.
Josie was seventeen, she was going to be one year ahead of her mom, who had her one and only baby aged eighteen. Josie was young and still had optimism, Mom was still young but had realism.
So Josie lay in her bed, counting off the days in her head. It was that awful time of day when it’s light but still night, the last time she looked at her clock it was four something am.
The one thing that was worse than all the other things that were bad were her breasts. Her breasts themselves were not bad, in fact they had got her a lot of compliments and a lot of trouble, but with the pregnancy they had swollen. They were big, and got bigger, and got bigger, and got more tender and they were driving her mad. They were so tender she could orgasm simply by brushing her fingers over her nipples. Then of course doing that made her wet, so he had to go to the bathroom, and the pressure on her bladder from the babies. Shit it was a never ending nightmare. Well she knew it wasn’t never ending but it felt that way.
Her hormones were all over the place, her temper was all over the place, her body felt like it was all over the place, and her life was definitely all over the place.
Once she knew she was pregnant she had a one time conversation with the father of her children. Total waste of time. Then she had the first of many conversations with her Mom.
Mom had been a solid supporter. No time to complain, it was immediately the things we had to do. We had to plan. Mom told her what to expect, told her about the changing shape of her body, how it would affect her mind and mannerisms.
It was an early morning. Josie had tossed and turned all night, maybe three hours sleep, she was hot and sweaty, she was grumpy and miserable, and for some reason ,she could not fathom, she was horny.
She gave up trying to sleep, pressure on her bladder, she struggled up, half rolling out of bed, thought of finding a robe or some clothes, thought fuck it and waddled out the door heading for the bathroom. The bathroom was halfway to her Mom’s room, they were at a distance, Josie guessed for privacy.
“Oh fuck” It was loud and heartfelt. Josie had misjudged in the dark and banged her breast against something. Fuck knows what, she was not going to put the light on, there was enough grey to make out the shapes of things. She put her hand to her breast and it felt wet.
“Oh Fuck” was repeated, she hurried to the bathroom and switched on a light, she thought she had cut herself, but there was no blood, she ran her hand over her breast again, her nipple was wet and, for fucks sake, so was her slit. Her breasts were so tender that she had started another round of tit and clit connections. Touch a tit, squirm the clit. It drove her mad, getting excited and then finding it so uncomfortable stretching her body to reach down and bring herself off.
She sat on the toilet seat and peed, or dribbled, she was not too sure. Then she tried to wipe herself and had to twist and wriggle. She looked up from her exertions to see her Mom standing at the door.
“Are you OK? I heard you crash your way down the corridor and thought you had broken waters already.”
Josie shook her head.
“Mom, I think I might have another ten years of being pregnant it is so much fun.”
Mom did her famous eye roll, she was used to Josie’s sarcasm.
“So what’s the specific problem right now?”
Josie had quite a list of problems right now.
She was embarrassed to be sitting naked on a toilet with her Mom looking at her.
She was embarrassed to see her Mom naked, which she did not remember having happened before.
She was embarrassed that her eyes travelled between her Mom’s tits and pussy.
She was embarrassed staring at her Mom’s completely shaven pubic area.
She was embarrassed that her Mom’s nipples were hard and pointed.
And she was embarrassed that all of those sights were turning her on.
Fuck, she was a Mom lusting pervert!
In more normal times Josie would have shrugged, turned red and said nothing. Today she had past that point.
“I am hot, uncomfortable, my tits are killing me and I am horny as hell, and I do not know what I am supposed to do about it all.”
And she burst into floods of tears.
Mom came into the bathroom, collecting a bowl of water, some clothes and towels. She helped Josie stand and walk back to her bedroom and got her lying down. Mom had moved the pillows round so that one was underneath Josie’s hips. She told Josie to raise her hands up and hold the headboard.
Mom dipped a cloth and squeezed out the extra water. She patted Josie’s face and wiped her brow. She wiped down her arms and her armpits. Josie squirmed a bit, she was feeling better. Mom wiped round Josie’s neck, allowing a bit more water to soak down her skin. Mom could see how sweaty Josie was and she knew that Josie needed to be cooled down.
Next Mom ran the cloth over her chest and the top of her breasts. Josie shivered. Water dribbling down her front. Then Mom raised Josie’s right breast and wiped underneath and round. The reaction from Josie was profound. Mom told her that the weight of her breast was amazing. Then the other breast got lifted and washed down. Josie was responding to her Mom’s ministrations. She made low voiced groans, and moved her body. Mom then wiped her nipples. The effect on Josie was electric. She groaned loudly and rushed her hand down to her crotch. Mom grabbed her wrist and made her let go, putting her hand back up to the headboard. Josie’s whimpering told Mom all she needed to know. She washed over Josie’s stomach and then aimed down into Josie’s pubic area.The cloth ran water down the creases of Josie’s legs, Josie shivered. Mom ran the cloth back up over her slit and patted down her pubic hair. Mom riffled through Josie’s luxuriant hair and loved the feel.
Josie was lost to the world, the cool water, the feel of Mom washing her body. Mom then got her to lie on her side. Mom washed her back and over her buttocks, along the back of her legs and washed her feet and then got Josie to roll back facing up. Mom then washed up the front of Josie’s legs and stopped.
Josie lay there feeling much more relaxed but her needs were totally unfulfilled. Mom asked what the problem was. Josie was so far gone that she simply answered, forgetting to whom she was talking.
“I need to come and I need to ease the pressure on my tits.”
Mom nodded.
Mom put down the clothes and moved the bowl of water. She clambered onto the bed, sideways on to Josie. Josie watched intently, Mom was silent and thoughtful.
Mom leaned down resting her elbows on the bed. Mom opened her mouth and covered Josie’s nipple. Josie immediately twitched. Mom sucked, latching on to the nipple, and she drew up Josie’s milk. Josie was astonished, not exactly sure what Mom was doing, but loving the feeling.
Josie tried to reach her clit and pussy, she loved the feeling and of course it had made her horny. She could not quite reach, not being as flexible as it used to be. Mom raised her face and looked to see what Josie’s problem was.
What Mom did next was to drive Josie mad with excitement and embarrassment,
Mom placed her fingers into Josie’s slit and started to flip up and down against her clit.
Josie’s moaning was loud and deep voiced. Very vocal.
Mom was now sucking up milk from her breast and strumming her clit.. Josie was getting hotter and more wound up. Then Mom moved her hand again and pushed two fingers inside Josie’s pussy.
Josie’s body leapt off the bed, she was beyond turned on, she was having the best response to her pleasure ever,
Mom’s fingers kept moving and then she switched her mouth onto Josie’s other breast. Mom was sucking up milk and drinking down. Josie was already feeling relieved. Mom’s fingers were speeding up and Josie was anything but still or calm.
Mom, mom, mom and all of a sudden Josie was having the best orgasm she had ever had.
Mom stopped, leaving her fingers in place, and raised her mouth from Josie’s teat.
Mom smiled. “Was that helpful, darling daughter?”
Josie could only nod her head, but her smile told Mom everything. -->
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