Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Meaty Young Cock & Matured Cunt 3

"What do you think of this?" she asked. | spun in my chair, turning to face her, to appraise her.

| looked her over from top to bottom. She had replaced her pink top with a black one, a little less snug over big

tits, but still very flattering, nonetheless. She replaced her grey skirt with a light, summery blue one, cut just

over her knees in a diagonal slash. She looked very good.

"Eh..." | said, shrugging, acting like | wasn't impressed. "Do you want to wear black on a day like this?" | asked.

She rolled her eyes, and stomped away. "Sorry!" | called out. "Yeah, you're right," she called out, stepping into

her bedroom and shutting the door. Both of these outfits were more than good enough, but I liked making her

mad.

The score in the gwas 27-7 by the t| heard Mom approach. | turned to face her and took her new outfit

in.

She had replaced her previous outfit with a nice, airy sundress, white with blue lines decorating it. On most

women, this dress would look nice and innocent. But for a woman with the curves my mom had, she looked

stunning. Her arms were left bare, and the thin material could barely contain her massive bust. Her upper chest

was left exposed, showing off a hint of her cavernous cleavage, and her jugs were so large the sides of them

could be seen through the arm holes. The thin material cascaded off her firm ass, giving a good indication of her

perfect rear end. Also, the white material did allow for someone with a trained eye liketo notice the dark

material of her bra and underwear through the dress. "What do you think?" she asked, holding her arms out. This

interaction was still relatively innocent, | realized, so let's turn it up a notch. | let my eyes narrow as | looked her

over. She noted the confused expression on my face. "What now?" she asked.

"Well..." | began, with a small smirk. "I don't think of this outfit as very... corporate."

"What do you mean?" Mom asked, confused. "It's a cookout. I think this would be nice."

"Well, if you want to wear that, you're gonna have to, uh..." | began, knowing | was getting into delicate territory.

"The thing is... | don't know if you want to be showing off your underwear to all of Dad's friends, but..." | trailed

off. "You can't see anything..." she began, turning to look the mirror in my room. She narrowed her eyes as she

appraised herself. "Shit..." she said to herself, confirming my words. "How'd YOU notice? You're not supposed to

be looking for that." "It's hard not to notice," | said with a laugh. She slapped my shoulder, knowing it wasn't that

blatant. "And besides, I'm a guy... | can't help myself."

She gavean odd look for a moment, biting her lip before turning and sauntering away. | didn't know where |

was going with this little game. | was improvising, to be honest, but the energy had slightly changed in a way |

couldn't describe. Mom didn't say anything, but she clearly sensed it to. She probably didn't realize it yet, but the

fact that | had noticed her bra and panties through her dress changed things for her. And she probably didn't

notice that she shook her ass atslightly as she walked back to her room.

| set down the controller as | waited for Mom to reappear, now more intrigued by the ggoing on between me

and Mom than the one on the screen. And | should be, cause the gon the screen was leading to a cosmetic,

meaningless victory. And considering that the this g| was playing was leadingto hot, sweaty sex with

my own mom, | couldn't be blamed for finding this one significantly more interesting. | sat back and waited for

Mom to return, and see what cnext.

I was not disappointed.

Mom's door opened, and she appeared from inside, sauntering towards me. | sat back as my eyes widened,

taking her in. She had squeezed herself into a tight yellow sundress, and | was not exaggerating. It looked like

she was poured into that dress. The solid, yellow material clung to her impressive figure, all the way down to just

above her knees, while also showing off a bit of her upper chest. It would be tasteful on a normal woman, but on

a woman with my mom's bust, it showed off a healthy amount of cleavage.

And, putting her body aside, she just looked incredible in that dress. It contrasted well with her smooth tan. Her

brunette hair cascaded down in waves, and her perfectly made-up face and incredible good looks completed the

ensemble. She looked fucking amazing.

"Yes, yes, we got a winner here," | told her, unable to stop my eyes from gazing at her hot body. | stared at her

big tits, watching the way they jiggled as she walked towards me, while admiring the way the material

showcased their perfect round shape. Those suckers were bursting to escape the tight garment as they were

packed snugly within her dress. The smooth, soft flesh of the tops of her breasts were rippling with every step,

arresting my vision. They were so freaking big! | know these are my mother's big tits, but they were fucking

perfect! | couldn't help but stare. | saw something else, as well, something | wouldn't have noticed if | hadn't

been staring: the slight indentation of her nipples through the material. | noted this fact.

"I don't know," Mom said, as she stepped into my room, looking down at herself. "I think it's too much."

"It's perfect," | told her with a laugh. "Yellow... summer... it works."

"It's not the color I'm worried about," she said, turning to look at my mirror across the room. With her attention

on her reflection, | leaned back and let my eyes stare at her ass. God Damn. The material clung to the round,

juicy cheeks, and every little shift in weight she did made them jiggle lusciously. My dick throbbed in my pants.

The dress was so tight it left little to the imagination and I could see the full shape of those firm, perky cheeks,

and this fact sent a realization through me, a fact I noted for later.

My eyes glanced at the mirror, givinganother good view of her massive jugs. God, they looked big. They

were so round and smooth. They were begging to be squeezed. | had never seen a pair of breasts that big in real

life. None of the girls at school could compare, not even close.

Looking back, and knowing that | was mere minutes away from talking her into showing off those big tits for me,

completely bare and exposed, was incredible. | think | was already formulating a plan. At the moment, my eyes

were locked on her massive melons, unable to stop myself from looking away. | stared at the slight protrusions of

her nipples, willing them to get harder for me.

I shook myself and looked up before she could notice my gaze. | watched her appraising her outfit, tugging the

hem down so it wouldn't rise up too far.

"Yeah, this is way too tight," she said to herself.

"No, it's perfect," | said, causing her to look atwith a skeptical look in her eyes.

"Please," she said sarcastically. "I don't remember it being this tight," she said, tugging at edge of her dress,

near her boobs, trying to stretch it out a bit. "It really hugs the, uh... girls." she said quietly, for the first time

mentioning her impressive bust to me. It was an oh-so-subtle way for her to getto glance at her big boobs,

but | didn't need the assist. | was already staring. Even at this point, | knew this was just the start of something

for her. It started small, an off-hand comment about her breasts, so subtle she probably didn't realize she had

done it. But | just knew, if things were gonna play out as | thought they were, if the urges inside her kept spurring

her on, these comments would becfar less subtle. She would soon be invitingto stare at her big tits, or

her hot ass, under the guise of judging her outfit, of course, but we would both know the truth. She liked having

my eyes consuming her hot body.

| was pulled from my reverie by the sight of Mom staring in the mirror, running her hands over her chest,

smoothing out the material over her large, soft, squishy breasts. As she did this, | realized it was tto take this

gup a notch. I looked up at her with a knowing grin. It took her a few moments before she noticed, ready to

deliver a delicious maneuver on her. "What?" she asked, accusatorily.

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a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading! "Nothing," | said, sitting back, smiling. "It's just...

good to know."

"Good to know what?" she asked.

"Well... good to know | have enough gto talk my own mom out of her underwear," | said with a cocky grin.

The tight dress made it clear tothat she had removed her bra and panties before putting it on. Smight

not notice... but I did. And letting Mom know that | knew made her blush slightly.

"No... it's just..." Mom stammered.

"Must be my silver tongue," | interrupted, before licking my lips for her, still grinning like an asshole. Mom's eyes

widened and she gulped at this, slightly taken aback, but despite her apparent embarrassment, the way her lips

parted in a heated gasp sent tingles through my nuts. My bold comment turned her on.

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is too much." She began to turn

away, but not before | noticed those

nipples capping her pe tits

getting gee andstith iS sent a jolt

oF ektitement through me. | watched

her saunter away quickly, and if there

was any doubt before, this time, it

was clear. Her ass was bouncing

side to side for me. | doubt she was

doing it on purpose, but | appreciated

it all the same. She was getting

turned on by this, despite everything,

as was |. And | think this was the

moment she first realized she was

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That was probably why it took her so long to change this time, more than any other. She was probably wondering

where this was going. If things were getting out of hand. Wondering which direction she should go.

| knew exactly where this was going.

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