Mom's Breasts Are Her Son's Toys
"Pwah!! Cough! Cough!"
Mother pulled my cock from her mouth and coughed roughly, gulping down the air she had been denied. It must have been a real struggle this time—faint tears clung to the corners of her eyes, and saliva dripped from her refined, beautiful lips from sucking me off. The sight only stoked my hunger to conquer her further.
Ordinarily my cock would have started to go soft by now, but Mother's boundless lewdness was not something a mere one or two loads could settle.
"Are you okay?"
"N-no, Mom's fine. Hehe."
She caught the real meaning behind my words at once—not simple concern, but the suggestion that we might stop here—and answered with a servile, filthy little smile that made it plain she had no intention of ending things yet.
"Really? Then how about Mom takes a turn this time?"
"Yeah. Mom'll make you feel even better. With what? My mouth? My hands?"
"We've done plenty of that, so this time.........try using these."
Poke. Poke.
"Okay. Mom'll make you feel good with these."
I decided I could push a little further. Sitting down in the chair, I asked her—more like ordered her—to service me, and she accepted as if it were the most natural thing in the world. She licked her lips in open invitation and pumped her hand up and down in the air as though giving a handjob.
Her mouth and hands felt wonderful, but I wanted something different. Pointing at her exposed breasts the way one might indicate an object, I ordered her to service me with her tits.
At the command, Mother's body gave a single hard shudder. With trembling hands she unhooked her bra, leaving her upper body completely bare.
Gulp.
So these are Mom's breasts.
I had seen them indirectly before, and almost directly through her sheer negligee, but now they were fully naked, and my gaze locked onto them with tense fascination.
Her soft-looking H-cup breasts bounced free of the bra as if rejoicing in their liberation, asserting their presence with every sway. Her slightly reddish-pink nipples stood stiffly erect, announcing just how aroused she was—hard to believe this was a woman who had given birth to two children.
"Fufu. Do you like Mom's breasts that much?"
Catching my stare, Mother cupped her breasts and stroked them downward, deliberately heightening the sensual atmosphere as if to provoke me. She was trying to stimulate me and seize the initiative. If I let myself get swept up, I might fall completely under her spell and lose control, so I steeled myself and pushed back harder.
Squeeze!!
"Hnnngh🤍🤍🤍🤍"
"They're like soft little toys. Fun to play with, Mom."
"Haahng🤍 Mom's breasts aren't toys aaah🤍🤍"
"If I say they're toys, they're toys!!"
"O-okayyy🤍🤍 Mom's breasts are her son's toys ooooh🤍🤍"
I had been wary that her provocation might give her some way to take control, but the moment I roughly seized her breasts, Mother's body trembled and she submitted all over again. She put up a token resistance, yet with a single word from me her breasts became my toys—handled like playthings without rejecting my touch, fulfilling their purpose.
Squish. Squish. Soft. Soft. Squeeze!!
"Hnguuuuhhh🤍🤍🤍"
At first I grabbed them with one hand, but I sank into that demonic softness and elasticity and started kneading both of Mother's breasts with both hands.
Squeezing hard, stroking gently, playing with her tits—her submissiveness seemed to deepen by the second. Without me even telling her to, she laced her fingers behind her head and exposed her armpits. Like a slave offering everything to her master, Mother revealed every part of herself, as if she had been born to become my slave.
Squeeze hard!!
"Then try it with these."
"Hnguuuggghhh🤍🤍🤍🤍"
If I kept fondling her breasts like this it might never end, so with a twinge of regret I gave her stiffly erect nipples one last tug toward me, forcing her breasts to wrap around my cock. Mother let out a bestial moan and shuddered all over.
Huh?............No way?!
Something warm touched my foot. Looking down, I saw clear fluid from between Mother's legs soaking my skin. It smelled and felt different from piss. I stared blankly for a few seconds before realizing it was the love juices she had gushed from climaxing. Internally shocked, I unconsciously squeezed her nipples a little harder.
"Hnnngh🤍🤍 Mom's nipples are gonna break ooooh🤍🤍"
"N-now start!"
"Heeh—yeeesss🤍🤍🤍"
The fact that merely touching her breasts and pinching and pulling her nipples hard enough to hurt had made Mother cum drew my focus, but her words snapped me back and I ordered her again. With glazed eyes, Mother stuck out her tongue, grabbed her breasts, pressed them together around me, and began to service me.
"But Son🤍 it's really dry right now, so it might hurt if we start like this."
"S-so?"
"I need to get some spit on it............but Mom's mouth is so dry right now. Can Son give me some here? Aah~🤍"
Inexperienced as I was, I hadn't thought about using lube the way people usually do for a titjob. Mother immediately caught on, explained it, and asked for spit the way they do in porn videos instead of gel. She opened her mouth wide and stuck out her tongue.
The inside of Mother's mouth was already sticky with saliva—this was a lie born purely of her desire to receive my spit. She acted like a submissive slave wanting a token of obedience from her master. And I, as if granting a reward, spat toward Mother's face.
Ptooey!
"Ahang🤍 Slurp~ Thank you🤍"
I gathered spit and spat it toward Mother's mouth the way one might spit on the ground. Nerves must have thrown off my aim—half went into her mouth, half smeared around her lips. Used like a trash can, Mother jerked her hips the moment my spit entered her mouth and sprayed more warm fluid onto my foot again.
Then she licked the spit from around her mouth with her tongue and immediately thanked me.
Lewd. Way too lewd!
Unable to hold back at Mother's obscenity, I yanked on her nipples. I pulled until her breasts stretched into pointed shapes, and Mother threw her head back with a bestial moan.
"Oooooohgoooook🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍"
Her body kept twitching, showing with her whole being that she was climaxing. The pain must have been considerable, but as a masochist Mother felt even that as happiness, her body answering in kind.
How the hell has she been holding out with a body like this until now?!
I had never even touched Mother's pussy, yet she had already climaxed multiple times and was gushing love juices. Watching her, I was inwardly astonished. I wondered how someone this lewd had managed to restrain herself all this time.
I planned not to go all the way today—to wait until Mother begged first—but this was getting hard to endure.
I need to cum one more time. That should calm me down a bit.
Realizing that finishing quickly was the way to keep from losing the initiative to Mother, I grabbed her breasts and pumped them up and down, stimulating myself with her tits like using an onahole.
"J-just a second🤍 Here—mmph🤍"
As I started using her breasts, Mother seemed to come to her senses a little. She swallowed my spit, gathered her own saliva, and let it drip down onto her breasts to serve as lube. Then she took hold of her own breasts, moving them up and down and squeezing them tight as she serviced me.
"Ugh!"
"Does Mom's chest feel good?🤍 Haah, Son's cock is so big it sticks out the top. Then I'll do this—mmph🤍 slurp🤍 suck🤍"
Mother licked the glans that poked out above her breasts, too big to be fully wrapped. Without any separate order, she was already lost in lust and excitement, focused solely on servicing me.
Thwap! Thwap! Thwap! Squish! Thwap! Thwap! Thwap! Squish!
"I'm cumming—catch it on your face."
"Yeees~🤍"
Obediently following my command, Mother stopped licking on my signal, squeezed her breasts even tighter around me, and brought her face right in front of my cock, eyes closed as if ready to receive it anytime.
"Kh!!!"
"Haaaaaah🤍 So warm🤍"
And when I finished cumming on her face, Mother—her face painted white with semen—smiled as if satisfied.
"Hoo~ That felt good. Alright, let's clean up."
"H-huh? Are you satisfied already?"
Mother asked back in confusion at my reply. She was already in heat to her limit and had assumed I was completely hooked, expecting me to finally take her—but ending it here was outside her expectations, and she looked flustered.
"Well, I've cum this much, so it's fine~"
"O-okay. Mom'll clean up, so you go wash up first."
"Okay."
That last ejaculation had calmed me down quite a bit, so fortunately I was able to stop here. Leaving Mother behind—her expression full of lingering regret as she watched me—I headed to the bathroom to wash up.