Mom came down to breakfast one day with an odd look on her face, carrying a piece of paper. It was old and beat up and I didn't pay it any attention. I was checking out Mom's big tits as usual. And as usual they were bouncing, unencumbered by a bra. Breakfast was my favorite time of day just because of that. Her nipples were showing off as usual and I did my best not to stare at them.
I was home from school that summer and making the best of every day. I was going to meet the guys as usual to hang out and bullshit about girls. I finished just as she came in that morning. With a quick smile I finished up and said, "See you later Mom."
I'd gotten to my feet and was almost to the door of the kitchen when Mom said, "Mike? I need to talk to you for a minute."
I turned around asking, "What is it Mom?"
She unfolded the old piece of paper and held it up so I could see. My heart sank as I saw what it was.
"What is this Mike?"
"Where the hell did you find that?"
"I couldn't sleep last night so I went to the library and grabbed a book. It was inside being used as a bookmark." She looked up at me with curiosity on her face. "So what is it Mike? And what do all these names on here mean?"
Mom was one of those parents that prided herself on being able to talk to me about anything, including sex. That lead to a lot of awkward conversations about my love life. That piece of paper was going to put her to the test though and I knew that.
"It was something dumb the guys and I did way back when. We were bored one day and made up lists of women we had fantasies about. Can I have it back now?"
"Not yet." Mom did look a bit shocked then. "I need to know more. First of all, what do the check marks mean? And the star next to some names?"
This was gonna be bad. I knew it then. But Mom expected an answer.
"The check marks are someone who fulfilled a fantasy for us. The star? That pretty much means what you think it means."
She nodded, her eyes wide. She glanced at the list again, scanning it before looking up. "So the star means they put out. Am I right?"
When I nodded she looked back down at the names. "Some of these don't surprise me. Mrs. Terry for example. That's not really a surprise. But Mike, your sister, three of your cousins and one of my sisters is on here." She looked up at me shocked. "They have stars Mike."
I nodded, hanging my head. Mom looked at me for a long moment taking in the information. She hadn't hit the big one yet, but she was getting there.
"I guess that explains why my name is on there too." I groaned inwardly. Naturally Mom went right to that one. She looked more curious than anything when she asked, "Do you have fantasies about me Mike?"
I tried being diplomatic then. "Mom, you're probably the most beautiful woman on that list. It wouldn't be complete without you on it."
"Thank you Mike, but that's not an answer. Do you have fantasies about me Mike? I'd really like to know."
Mom was taller than most women with magnificent 38DD tits and curves that would drive anyone to distraction. I nodded sheepishly. "Yeah Mom. I do."
All of my wild fantasies about her ran through my head then, making my cock nice and hard. Hiding a thick hard 9 inch cock isn't easy, and when it got hard it was pretty much impossible. Standing there the way I was Mom had a perfect view of my hardness stretched across the front of my shorts. When she looked back up at me it was her turn to shock me.
"Tell me one Mike. Tell me one of your fantasies about me."
That wasn't going to happen without a fight. I shook my head. "That's not gonna happen Mom."
Every last little fantasy about her would have been rated XXX. I wasn't going there without a fight. Mom smiled up at me then.
"Oh come on. Indulge an old woman. I'd love to hear one Mike. Besides, you're not going anywhere until I do."
I took a deep breath and rolled my eyes, desperately buying time for myself. I thought for a moment before an idea popped into my head. I gave Mom my best defeated look and said, "Ok, fine." I looked her over and blurted out the first thing that came to mind.
"I've always fantasized about shooting cum on your.........boobs."
Mom giggled at that. "Boobs Mike? I had you figured as a guy that would say tits."
"Fine. On your tits then. Can I go now Mom?"
"Not so fast. So how do you see that happening? Would you fuck my tits or just jerk off on them?"
"I'd probably jerk off on them, at least to begin with." I saw Mom nod at that.
"One more question Mike. What would happen with the cum? Do I just sit there covered with your cum?"
I was making it up as I went along. "Not usually. Sometimes you scoop my cum up with your fingers and lick them off. And sometimes you lift your tits up and lick them clean."
"Now that's nice and kinky Mike." She smiled at me then. "See? That wasn't so hard was it?"
I lied, shaking my head no. "Can I go now Mom? The guys are probably waiting for me."
"Not quite yet Mike." I saw her glance down at my obviously hard cock in front of her before running one hand down the neckline of her robe. With a mischievous smile she stopped that hand right between her big tits. When she looked back at my face she could see my eyes focused on her body. As I watched Mom scooted her chair around until she was facing me. Her voice was soft as she asked, "How'd you like to fulfill that fantasy right here and now?"
"You're fucking kidding me, right?" Mom giggled at that and I immediately started mentally kicking myself. I could have copped to so many more different things that Mom might have done. I saw her shake her head no.
"I'm not Mike. Not at all." She pulled her robe open a bit wider, giving me a great view of the deep cleavage between her huge tits. "There's just one thing Mike. I eventually want to hear all of your nasty little fantasies about me." She tugged at her robe again exposing more skin. "Do we have a deal?"
I nodded slowly, reaching down to squeeze my hard cock through my shorts. She watched me do that as I told her, "Deal Mom. You do know that in my fantasy I'm shooting on your bare tits and not just into your cleavage, right?"
Mom laughed. "I kind of figured that Mike. You first though."
I undid the button on my shorts and unzipped them. Mom was staring the same way I had been at the bare skin she'd shown me. I took a deep breath and pulled out my rock hard cock just inches from her body.