Ben: "Open it."
I re-positioned myself to where I was basically sitting on her waist, with my legs under me. I looked at the torn shirt, and grabbed one side, and then the other. I paused. The room was electric. I don't think anyone thought I would do it.
I slowly began to separate the two sides. Katy and Ben were now leaning over her as well, getting as close as possible. Her breathing was coming in very fast, short bursts. I pulled some more. The insides of her tits came into view. She moaned. I pulled some more. A hint of areola. I pulled some more. The edges caught on her hard nipples.
Then with one quick pull on each side, both breasts were fully exposed. I laid the two sides down on the bed, and stared. We all did. They were magnificent. Mom's niece, nephew, and son all took in the sight of her laid bare.
Ben broke the silence. "Wow" was all he could manage. Mom closed her eyes and moaned, as the three kids took in her heaving chest.
Finally, Ben said "Hey Michael. I dare you to touch them."
Mom's eyes opened.
Katy: "I dare you too."
I didn't move. I didn't know what to do. I looked at Katy, who was playing with mom's hair and running her hands up and down her neck. Mom looked at Ben, and then up at Katy, and then finally at me. Mom was flustered.
I was too turned on to think clearly. I had just ripped open my mom's shirt, and was now staring at her tits under me. But, they had dared me to touch them, and a dare is a dare....
My hands started at her stomach, and gently worked their way up. Katy took both of her aunt's hands and held them above her head, and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "So hot, Aunt Kelly. You're going to let your son feel your tits in front of us."
Would she? I wondered. Mom attempted a brief feeble protest, but she didn't move. Her eyes stayed locked on my hands. They slowly made their way up her naked torso.
I was feeling the area around her rib cage, and then the tips of my fingers made contact with the base of her tits. Katy held mom's hands tight above her head. Mom squirmed in the bed. Her perfect round c-cups shook lightly.
I moved my hands around to the sides of her breasts. This was crazy. What was I doing? I caressed the sides gently with my thumbs, and slowly moved my hands inwards. Mom looked down her chest as my hands moved closer to the center of her tits.
They were now feeling her bumpy pink areola. I moved my fingers in circles around the outside of her breasts, waiting for a rebuke.
I lightly massaged the outside of her tit, before moving back inside. I was hesitant to touch her full breast. That felt like too much for her to allow. I waited again for words telling me to stop. I didn't hear any.
Finally I couldn't take it any longer. My cock felt like it was going to burst out of my pants. Looking down at this happening, I suddenly needed to feel all of her tits.
Katy and Ben looked on in anticipation, as I moved my hands inwards slightly. Mom inhaled sharply as my fingers first made contact with her nipples.
Katy: "That's it Michael. Feel her up. I think she wants you to."
I brushed the left nipple ever so gently, and then the right. I left my hands there, now barely making contact with my mom's rising and falling breasts. I gave each one a soft squeeze. And another. I pushed them together. The nipples were hard against my palms.
I was so hard. I couldn't believe this was actually happening. It was so perverse. My cousins were watching me feel up my mom.
Katy, to her aunt: "I was right. You're letting your son touch your tits, and it's making you hot."
Mom exhaled softly with closed eyes.
I continued to softly squeeze them. They were so perfect.
While keeping mom's hands immobile above her head, Katy said: "You're getting so turned on. What else will you let your son do to you?" Mom turned to her niece. She was silent.