I was in a deep sleep when I heard the door open and close.
The lights in the family room were dimly lit, I guess Aaron turned them down for me once I fell asleep after our jack off/blow job experience.
My eyes adjusted on the wall clock. 3:22 AM.
Mom was home I assumed so I just rolled on my side on the couch and tried to go back to sleep.
I was slowly drifting when I felt a hand on my hip.
I looked up and mom was smiling down on me. Her hair in curls, lips glossed pink and her ears dangling gold hoop earrings. She was wearing a denim jacket and yoga pants as far as I could tell, but of course she looked stunning.
"Why are you asleep on the couch?" She asked me, her hand rubbing slowly up and down my hip.
"I don't know" I replied, "Must have fallen asleep during the movie." I lied.
She gestured for me to push my legs in and sat down on the couch in front of me. There wasn't much space, but she didn't need it. Her ass was small enough.
She pushed her hair aside and I watched as she removed her denim jacket. She was wearing a skin tight, dark purple bandeau under it that stretched down just below her ribs that immediately made me shiver. Her boobs were so perfectly rounded in the dim orange light, her hair fell in golden locks around her bare shoulders and I wanted to jump her right then and there.
"Riley was, SO mad" she exclaimed, in that valley girl voice that made her sound like she was still in high school.
"Rob, apparently cheated on her again." She said throwing her denim jacket to the other end of the couch.
She motioned for me to scoot back some more so she could lie down next to me.
My heart was pumping as she took the thin fleece blanket aside and tucked in next to me.
She smelt amazing. A mixture of strawberry and lime with a subtle hint of alcohol.
"I am so tired though" she continued. "That girl can talk all night and I don't even have to say a word."
She brought the blanket up over her bare shoulders and nuzzled her back into my chest.
I could feel myself getting hard and I was worried she might back into it, so I slowly reached down and tried to adjust it inward without her noticing.
"Robs an asshole and he's always been an asshole, why does she do this to herself?" I asked trying to divert her attention. "She's a hottie, she could find someone better." I said desperately trying not to breathe anymore of my mother in.
"Hot! You think Riley's hot huh?" She said with a hint of jealousy in her voice. "I suppose I could hook you two up, that might solve all her problems!"
I chuckled and said "No thanks. I've seen her mean side."
She laughed back and said "Goodnight sweetie. I've missed you, more than you know."
She turned her head back and kissed me slowly on the lips. I felt her hips bend back slowly and her ass rubbed up against my still hard cock.
After her lips left mine she looked at me and smiled then turned back around.
She grabbed my wrist from my waist and slowly moved it up over her belly and breasts and let my hand rest gently on her chest right above her bulging cleavage.
I know she had to have both felt my heart pounding and cock rising.
'This is insane' I was thinking. 'Is this normal motherly love?'
Once she was still and her breathing deepened, I knew she was asleep.
I tried to remain as still as I could so I didn't wake her, but I was WIDE awake.
My hands were practically on her tits and my cock was hard against her ass crack.
I wanted so badly to explore her body. Forget that she was my mother. She was a hot beach babe with a playmate body and she was laying next to me.
I waited. I waited for a good hour before her grip finally fell from my wrist and she turned slightly on her back. Her face to the ceiling.
Her ass was still pressed up against me, but her torso was now facing upward.
One of my arms was under the pillow we shared so I had to slowly pull it out.
Slow enough not to wake her, I wrestled my arm free and used it as a brace for my head, propping myself up so I could look down on her. My other hand began exploring, gently.
I pulled the fleece blanket down so that I could reveal her top.
Her tits pressed together so perfectly. I stared at the line of her cleavage.
Her tube-top was pulled down even further now revealing a good portion of the top of her boobs.
I wanted to free the nipples so badly, I could taste them in my mouth.
I started to run the back side of my hand over her chest, around the crevice of her mountains.
Slowly my hands traced her form. They were so firm.
I very sheepishly pulled her top down further and further until POP, one of her nipples came loose.
I looked up to examine her expression. Nothing. Her face was in a deep sleep. I pulled the other side down a bit further and that nipple too became free.
I just stared for a while. Looking at how perfectly round and supple her tits were. The nipples hard like gems. The small nickle-size areolas were flat to the skin. I had always loved big fake tits.
I remember the day my mom got them. I was 14. She didn't tell us about them, because why would she, but I remember her suddenly having tits, I was too young to know what happened, thought it was a normal thing for a 32 year woman to suddenly jump 3 cup sizes, but when I turned 15 I found myself more attracted to pornstars that had fake tits as opposed to the natural look.
I'd only ever touched natural breasts on girls I've fucked in the past, but there was always a longing to play with a woman's huge fake plastic tits.
Now was my chance. They were my mothers.
I couldn't help myself anymore. I had to feel them fully, I wanted to taste them.
