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Embarrassed by my Mother 10
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'Awwww, thanks hunny,' she replied. 'You really are a sweetie, but you just said you liked very hairy or totally bald vaginas, did you not? And mine is not either really is it?'
'Well, I guess it is a bit of both, maybe thats why I like it,' I said.
'Well I am pleased you do like it anyway,' she said. 'I hope you are not just saying that to be kind and you really mean it, I mean I would much rather you be truthful, you wont hurt my feelings, dont worry about thst.'
'Oh no, not at all. It looks perfect,' I said almost too quickly, I thought at the time. Sounding a bit too eager maybe.
'Oh wow, do you really think so?' she said. 'It used to look much better when I was younger of course, but in time it has sagged a bit along with everything else.' she glanced down at her tits as she said it.
'I think it looks great as it is now. Anyway a pussy doesnt really sag with age does it? I didnt really phrase it as a question though, I was more stating a fact.
She gasped and then giggled, 'did you just call my vagina a pussy? I guess you could have called it worse though,' she laughed as she said it, so she obviously didnt mind my use of the word. I dont even know why I said it, it just came out naturally without even thinking. Thank god I didnt say the 'c' word, as she was obviously referring to as being worse. She continued, 'Well I suppose a pussy, as you so put it, doesnt sag really, not like a belly or tits do,' she said rubbing her hand up her big belly and over her huge tits. 'It is just the lips that seem bigger now, and hang down a bit low for my liking.' My cock twitched like crazy as I watched her rub her hand over her belly and tits like thst, wishing it was my hand and not hers caressing her.
'Oh my god, no. Thats what I love best about it, your lips are amazing.' And they were, I thought so anyway, always having a thing for long hanging labia lips, like hers. She gave me a nice little smile, obviously enjoying my complimentary words and this gave me enough courage to say what I wanted to say next. 'Anyway, your tits are not at all saggy, very big, but definitely not saggy. And neither is your belly.'
She got up off of the sofa and stood right in front of me, reached around behind her back and undone her shelf bra. Taking it off she said 'now look, obviously my bra was holding them up so they didnt look too bad, that is why I usually wear shelf bras like this as they tend to give me more support and hold them up better than a conventional bra. But see how they just hang down now without the bra.'
I was amazed at just how low her huge tits actually hung without the support. Christ, they were nearly down to her belly button. They looked so lovely hanging like that and my moth must have been agape as I just sat their transfixed by their beauty. 'Hello,' I heard her say, suddenly bringing me back out of my virtual state of hypnosis at the sight of her big, beautiful, hanging, naked breasts. I thought they had looked great before, with her shelf bra holding them up and out, but now, well, they looked absolutely glorious. I loved them!
'Sorry,' I laughed as i said it. 'But wow!' I added.
'See, I told you didnt I. Sorry, I shouldnt have taken my bra off and showed you that, I'll put it back on. Dont want to scare the life out of you.' As she placed her bra around her, about to put it back on, I quickly said, 'No, leave it off for a bit, your boobs look amazing like that, hanging free.' She gave me a funny look as if to say she didnt believe what I was saying. 'Honestly,' I said again quickly. 'They are fantastic. They are not saggy at all.' She looked down at herself, then put her hands under each tit and let them flop back over the top. You couldnt see her hands at all now covered with her big tit flesh. 'How can you say that?' she asked. 'Just look.'
Blimey, I thought. I cant stop myself from looking, she didnt have to tell me to look. 'It is just the weight of them that make them hang like that,' I told her reassuringly. 'Of course they are not going to stand up on their own, it is just gravity. Saggy tits just hang down all empty looking and are scrawny and wrinkled, yours are not at all wrinkled are they?'
She sighed as she looked down at the tits again, 'I suppose not,' she said. As she took her hands
out from under her tits she lifted them up and out as if to portray what she thought they should look like. As she let them go they fell f***efully downwards, slapping loudly against her belly, taking several seconds to stop wobbling about. 'Ouch!' she shouted rather loudly. 'Fuck that hurt!'
Holding her painful, heavy tits gently, she said, 'I will have to sit down again if you want me to leave my bra off. Its too painful to stand for long with these.'
As she took a seat back next to me, her right tit flopped to the side so it was hanging on my left arm. Her bra, even though it was only a shelf one had obviously helped to, not only hold them up, but also held them more central and stopped them from falling sidewards. I guessed the shelf cup goes around the side a bit as well as underneath as this hadnt happened before she took it off. It did feel so lovely on my arm though, I could feel the weight and it felt so warm too. But as much as I was enjoying the feeling, I thought that maybe I had better move my arm away. So after enjoying a few lovely seconds of enjoying the sensation, I reluctantly, and slowly, began to move my arm away. I had moved a little bit, kind of doing it a bit at a time, in stages. Then I moved my arm again, ever so slightly, when she took a sharp intake of breath. Quickly I said, 'Ooh, you ok mummy?'
Letting out a long slow sigh she said, 'Mmmmm, your arm just brushed against my nipple. My nipples are so sensitive it sent a shiver right through me.'
'Oh, sorry,' I replied. 'I didnt know and I didnt do it deliberately. I was just moving my arm out of the way a bit, give you a bit more space.'
'Oh no, dont move! Well just move a bit maybe, back and forth slowly, but keep your arm roughly where it is now.'
'ok then,' I replied. God I felt like I was in a dream. Sitting there slowly moving my arm, gently brushing her hard nipple against it felt lovely. To me, as well as her, by the sounds of her gentle moans. She was silent apart from the moaning and as I glanced across at her I noticed she had her eyes clothes and seemed to be enjoying the sensations.
TBC
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Posted on : Mar 16, 2016
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