Chapter 1

Steve was in the laundry room when his mom came into the house. She didn't notice him as she walked toward her bedroom door at the bottom of the stairs. He finished folding his clothes and walked toward her door. "Mom" he said as he knocked on her bedroom door.

"Coming!" she said as she flung open her bedroom door. Steve stood there shocked at the sight of his mom standing before him in noting but a white bra and panties. He couldn't help but stare at her large, perfect boobs. "Yes?" his mother said as she noticed him staring at her large boobs.

"Oh, umm... , yea, right, I was wondering what you wanted to do for dinner umm... cause I was thinking about breasts" as he uttered those words his eyes wandered down to the large boobs and his cock started to grow. They where almost too much for the bra to handle. "I mean... chicken breasts... do you want chicken breasts for dinner" as he said that he had a slight nervous chuckle in his voice. Noticing that her son was staring at her boobs she turned around and went back to her room. Worried about what she might say at dinner he ran to his room and flung himself onto his bed. "God... They where so big and round and perfect" his cock started to grow as he thought about his mom standing there in all her glory.

He unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down along with his boxers, his cock was rock hard and he knew that if he was going to face his mom at dinner he better get rid of the problem. He wrapped his hand around the shaft of his large penis and began to stroke thinking about his sexy, big breasted mother. He thought about sucking on them and kissing them he wanted to see them out of her bra so bad. He started to pump harder and harder trying to release his tension before he had to go down to supper. Just as his mother yelled up the stairs her came all over his hand. He told her he'd be down in a minute he just had to change.

When he went into the kitchen he was sitting at the table wearing a green top and carpis and was already eating her food. He went over to the counter got his food and went and sat across from her. "So how was school?" she said as she sat down her fork and knife so she could make chit chat.

"Umm... It was good... just fine" he said still a little nervous.

"That's good"

"How was work?"

"Fine fine my boss is starting to annoy me"

"Why was he annoying you?"

"Oh just grown up stuff, I doubt you want to hear about it"

"Mom, I'm 17 years old I think I can handle it."

"Ok, well my boss keeps staring at my chest, I mean he doesn't even make eye contact. There only a D-cup, your grandma has bigger boob."