This is very loosely connected to optocynic's series
Persuading Shy Mom to Pose
where a young man gets a new camera and inexplicably gets his mom to pose for and have sex with him. There's no inference in the original that there's anything special or magical about the camera, but I've chosen to use that as a plot device -- not that there's much plot in this story!
As with all my stuff, this will feature large breasted women having sex with big dicked men with plenty of anal and cumshots. Consider this your warning about the content so don't bother complaining about yet another story on Literotica featuring huge tits and dicks -- if that isn't your thing, then stop reading now and leave the others to enjoy themselves.
As always, everyone is 18 or over.
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"Wow, this is a real bargain, Dan," I said, standing in my doorway and turning the digital camera over in my hands, trying to find something wrong with it. "You sure you don't want anything more for it?"
Dan smiled at me. "No, I've -- ehhhhhhh -- got everything I want out of it." He glanced back over his shoulder to the car that was idling, waiting for him. His mom was sitting in the driver's seat -- she was a good looking woman with a great figure and while me and Dan hadn't hung round together since leaving college, I'd see her in town sometimes and always say hi. She noticed us looking and smiled back, waving at us.
"Well in that case, you can have this before you change your mind," I said, reaching into my pocket and handing him the cash. He took it and gave me the tripod that went with the camera as well. "And thanks again."
"That's okay," he said, then paused. "Say, you're -- eehhhhhhh -- gonna want a model to pose for you, yeah?" he asked.
"Huh, I guess," I said. Honestly, I hadn't given it a thought. I'd only just started getting into photography and was planning on shooting landscapes.
He looked at me, nervously biting his lip. "I don't want to piss you off," he said, "but you're mom's really hot. You might -- ehhhhhh -- want to ask her to pose for you, maybe?"
"My mom?" I laughed.
"Yeah," he said, looking back at his own mother in the car. "I didn't think my mom would go for it at first but -- ehhhhhh -- once I pointed the camera at her, she really -- eehhhhhh -- opened up to all sorts of possibilities." He pointed at the camera. "I'm pretty sure I deleted all the photos, but you might want to check before you get your mom to -- eehhhhh -- pose for you."
With that he headed back to his car and got in, putting his arm around his mom's shoulder as he waved goodbye. Just as his mom hit the gas and pulled away, I could swear he grabbed a handful of her tits. Shaking my head, I took the camera and tripod up to my bedroom.
I switched it on and noticed the battery was fully charged and, with a few presses of some buttons, quickly got to the gallery view where I found four photos.
"Holy shit," I said, attaching the USB cable to the camera and my laptop and downloading the photos so I could view them on a bigger screen. Four pictures -- Dan's mom sucking on a large cock -- Dan's mom with the same cock in her pussy -- Dan's mom on her hands and knees, the cock in her ass -- and finally Dan's mom with her face covered in cum.
"Holy shit," I said again. I cycled through the photos again and again, my own dick getting hard as I realised that I was looking at one of my friends fucking his gorgeous mom like she was a porn star. I thought back to what Dan had said, about how my own mom was hot and I should get her to pose. He was right -- my mom was the hottest woman I knew and I'd punched more than one of my friends for calling her a MILF in the past. She was gorgeous, had masses of dark red hair, long legs, a nice round ass, a trim waist and -- her best feature -- a pair of huge tits that hardly sagged despite their size and her age thanks to all the time she spent at the gym. To look at her, you'd never guess she'd turned forty last year and had two grown up kids, me and my sister Lois who looked more like her sister than her daughter.
"Holy shit," I said a third time.
"Bobby? You home?" my mom called from downstairs.
"Yeah!" I called back, hurriedly closing the laptop and disconnecting the camera. I put the strap round my neck and spent a moment rearranging my clearly obvious hard-on, pulling my T-shirt down so that it covered the big bulge. My mom and sister were blessed with big tits -- I got the gift with my oversized dick.
I head down to the kitchen where my mom was finishing putting away a few groceries that she'd picked up. I stood in the doorway and looked at her -- she wore a simple long-sleeved dress, white with horizontal stripes, with buttons running from the neckline down to the hem, and a wide belt that cinched it in at the waist and a pair of low heels. Her long hair was piled up on top of her head and, as she'd been driving, she wore her black rimmed glasses. Dan was right -- she was hot.
"There you are," she said, catching sight of me and walking over, giving me a hug, stepping back when she felt the camera poke her in her belly, but not before I'd felt her big tits squash against my chest. "What's this? A new toy?" she said, lifting the camera.
"Yeah, my friend Dan was selling it for a stupid price and offered it to me," I said, thankful that I'd downloaded the photos as I watched her press buttons and cycle through options. As she was stood so close and we're roughly the same height, I couldn't help but glance down at the start of her tempting cleavage that was just visible below the neckline of her dress thanks to the top two buttons being undone. Her big, pale tits bulged up, pushed together by her bra, the swells lightly dusted with freckles.
"Looks like a nice camera," she said, handing it back to me. "Hope you didn't pay too much for it."
"No, it was a bargain, definitely," I said as she went back to the table and continued unpacking the groceries. As she reached up to one of the cupboards, I brought the camera up and took a couple of snaps, catching her with her dress sliding up her thighs, the cotton wrapped around her pert ass cheeks.
"Did you just take a photo of me?" she asked, looking over her shoulder with a smile.
"Well -- yeah -- I mean, I'm going to need a model, right?" I said. "And what better one than my own gorgeous mom?"
"Flattery will get you everywhere, young man," she laughed. She opened another cupboard and put some cans away, this time squatting down. I took another couple of shots, the noise of the camera making her look round and smile again.
"Bobby, stop that," she said with a laugh. "You don't want pictures of your old mom."
"You're not old, mom, you know that," I said, snapping away. "Come on, let me take some photos to get used to the camera. What do you say? Pose for me, mom?"
"Pose for you? All I'm doing is putting some food away."
"And yet you still look fantastic, mom," I said with a grin. "Reach up to the top cupboard again -- only this time, look back over your shoulder?"
Mom paused for a second before picking up a jar of sauce and doing as I asked, reaching up into the cupboard, at the same time looking back at me. I took a couple more pictures, stepping into the kitchen proper and getting a couple of different angles.
"That's great, mom -- can you put something in the lower cupboard but this time -- ahhhh -- bend over rather than hunkering down?"
"Bend over?" mom asked.
"Yeah, I already have a shot of you hunkering down, so -- " I left it hanging, wondering if I'd pushed it too far, too soon.
Mom picked up another can and looked at me, a half smile on her face. "What's going to happen to these photos, Bobby?"
"What do you mean, mom?"
"You're not planning to share them with anyone? Put them online or anything?"
