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Adult fiction story, don't try this at home, or read if you are easily 
offended.


Story - Max grows up   Part 1    by Ivor Smallone   (mF bbw incest)

Max had recently turned 17 he'd just left school and was half looking 
for a job. He lived with his fat 37 year old mum in their 3 bed council 
house with his half sister Tracey who was nineteen and his half brother 
Wayne who was 14. Max had two other half sisters who no longer lived at 
home. All 5 children had different fathers, the mother had had the first 
when she was just 15.

His mother did some cash-in-hand cleaning work and his sister worked in 
Boots the chemist. The family had mainly lived on state benefits most of 
their lives and occasionally a little maintenance money from one or 
other of the fathers. Maxes mum Steph enjoyed a drink, she managed to 
afford something to drink virtually every day, but often on a Saturday 
night would get quite pissed in front of the TV. The new 42 inch TV was 
switched on for at least 12 hours a day and dominated their living room 
and lives.

Max clambered down from the attic covered in sweat, bloody hell it was 
hot up there, even in the evenings. Max had been working on setting up 
some shelving and lighting. His plan was to grow some pot and to sell it 
to the local street kids. He reckoned he'd be able to make a tidy 
packet, who needs a proper job he thought.

He washed off the sweat from his hands and face and went down to the 
kitchen, he picked up two bottles of cold beer from the fridge and a 
large family bag of crisps. He'd got some cash owed to him from one of 
his mates earlier and had bought a couple of packs of lager, and a 
couple of bottles of cheap wine for his mum.

Max went into the lounge his fat mum was sprawled out the full length of 
the sofa in front of the TV, the first wine bottle was empty. She had 
planned to get the second one out of the fridge during the break. "Can I 
sit on the sofa mum, I've got a big bag of crisps with me" "Ok son, but 
get my other wine bottle from the fridge first will you." "Ok mum" Max 
replied, things were going to his plan, "I got you a beer in case you 
wanted one mum. Why don't you drink that while I get the wine" "You're a 
good boy son", she replied half sitting up and taking the beer from him.

Max was pleased with himself as he got the other bottle of wine. His 
sister was out for the evening, knowing her, probably out all night and 
his younger brother was in his room on his PS2 and would be playing 
games on it half the night. Last Saturday he'd felt-up his mother's big 
tits a little when she was drunk while he helped her up off the sofa. 
Nothing had been said. Either she'd been too drunk to notice, or she 
didn't mind. This week he wanted to get his hands on her bare tit flesh 
if he could. A friend of his had also told him about feeders, men who 
fed their partners up to get their tits bigger and bigger. Max had been 
intrigued, he wondered if he could get his mums tits to grow even more. 
He'd noticed they already spilled over her bra cups, perhaps they would 
get even bigger if he fed her up. He'd even managed to get his sister to 
knick a couple of large tins of 'Weight Gain' from where she worked. 
She's assumed he wanted them for himself as he was quite a skinny guy. 
Max had started to mix the powder into his mum's food whenever he could. 
And now always made sure there were plenty of crisps and stuff like that 
in the house.

Max went back into the living room, his mum had already drunk half the 
bottle of beer, he squeezed onto the sofa next to her, opened the screw 
top wine bottle and refilled her glass. As he watched her from the 
corner of his eye, she tucked into the crisps he'd brought in and drank 
the wine. "Why don't you stretch out across me mum, make yourself 
comfortable."
"You're a good boy Max, better than your brother Wayne, you always think 
of your mum" She stretched out across him, her upper body over him her 
head on the arm of the sofa. "Okay son?" she asked. She was a bit too 
heavy for Max, in this position he wouldn't be able to take the weight 
for long. "Hang on mum let's put some cushions under you." Steph lifted 
her body weight a little and Max carefully squeezed in some cushions to 
spread the load.

Great thought Max, Max picked up the bag of crisps and fed them directly 
into his mum's mouth and in between regularly handed her the wine glass 
to drink. When the crisps were finished Max said "My fingers are greasy 
mum, you'll have to clean them" He held his fingers to her mouth and 
drunken mum licked them clean. Max found it quite a turn on. Steph 
closed her eyes, very relaxed and drunk, the room gently spinning. She 
vaguely wondered if Max was still a virgin, she was a bit surprised that 
she'd never seen him with a girl, after all, her daughters seemed to be 
fucking from the age of 13 or so. She could feel her son's hand resting 
on her large bare stomach where her top had ridden up because of the 
size of her belly. She noticed he was stroking it lightly which felt 
nice.

Max watched as his mother close her eyes, no longer able to keep them 
focused on the TV. He'd been gently rubbing her big tum which felt good. 
He watched her huge heaving cleavage moving up and down regularly as she 
breathed. It's time, he thought.

As gently as he could Max rested the tips of his fingers at the very top 
of his mother's breast. There was no reaction from his mum so he gently 
started rubbing the flesh there, still no reaction. His fingers slowly 
explored more of the exposed tit flesh. After a few more minutes his 
fingers were moving around the whole area of her exposed cleavage. Max 
thought the soft tit meat felt wonderful. He pushed his fingers down 
into her cleavage, it felt so good he wished he could do the same with 
his face. His mum had not moved so he started getting bolder. He brought 
his other hand up from his mum's tum and took hold of her breast and 
gave the tit a good squeeze. His dick was now rock hard luckily he'd 
positioned it straight up when he had adjusted the cushions. He undid a 
few of the buttons of her top slid both hands in on top of her bra cups 
and gave both tits a good feel and fondle, as he did he felt her nipples 
get hard.

Steph was vaguely aware what her son was doing to her tits and thought 
it felt good. At least he's not gay she thought, she kept her eyes 
closed and her breathing steady wondering how far he would go. Max tried 
to squeeze his fingers up under the bra material, he couldn't get them 
in very far, he didn't know it, but the cup size was at least two sizes 
too small for the large tits. Max was not so concerned about waking his 
mum anymore, he desperately needed to get full access to those great big 
soft melons. He tried to slide one of the large tits out of its cup but 
it was just jammed in there too tightly. He completely undid his mum's 
top, feeling around the bra as much as he could trying to get to the 
catch but failed. Fuck, fuck, fuck thought Max here he was with his best 
chance ever of getting to see all of his mum's great big tits but he 
couldn't get her bloody bra undone. His leg was also now killing him 
from the weight of his mum resting on it. It was no good, he was going 
to have to get up. He quickly refastened a few of the buttons on his 
mums top and tried to push her up from him. "Mum, mum I have to get up" 
Steph moaned quietly, then lifted some of her weight off her son. Max 
wriggled out from under his mum and shook his leg to get the circulation 
back.

His mum seemed to have dropped back to sleep almost instantly, Max gave 
her tits a good groping again as he stood over her. His dick hurt, it 
was desperate for release. Max jumped as his mum spoke "Why don't you 
fuck my tits Robert, I don't want you getting me up the duff." With 
relief Max realised his mum thought it was Robert playing with her tits 
not him. Robert was his mum's last boyfriend, he hadn't shown up for 
about 3 months now. Max decided to take a big chance and do as his mum 
suggested, he dropped his trousers and straddled his mums huge chest, by 
leaning right over the end of the sofa he managed to start squeezing his 
dick between his mothers breasts. God it felt good, the large amount of 
pre-cum he'd produced lubricated them nicely, soon his full 6 inches was 
buried in this mother's cleavage. He didn't last long, almost as soon as 
he'd managed to get his dick right in between his mothers breasts, he 
started to cum, offloading a large full load between them, grunting as 
he did so. Steph had found it exciting watching and feeling her son cum 
between her tits, with the weight of Max on her chest her chin had been 
pushed down giving her a good view,  but Max could not see her looking 
as he laid awkwardly over the arm of the sofa with his head almost 
touching the carpet. He kept his dick buried in his mother's cleavage as 
it shrunk back to normal size.

As he climbed off his mother she seemed to be waking up, he grabbed his 
trousers and rushed into the kitchen to put them back on. He returned to 
the lounge to see his mum rubbing her eyes and waking up. Shit he 
wouldn't have any chance to try and clean up all that cum he'd deposited 
between her tits. "Ooh I had such a funny dream" his mum said hoarsely, 
"I... I think I must have drunk a bit too much." Max glanced at his mums 
chest, there was already quite a large damp patch showing on her blouse 
just below here cleavage. Steph shakily got to her feet. "Could you just 
steady me up the stairs son, you don't want your mum crashing back down 
them do you." Max stepped forward and took hold of his mums arm. Steph 
leant on him and squashed his hand between her arm and her breast. Hmmm 
nice thought Max. Max put his other arm around his mum and steadied her 
up the stairs, he held on to her right into her bedroom. "Thanks son" 
she said breathing quite heavily from the exertion. "You know you'll 
always be my favourite. Could I ask you one more favour... Uh um no it's 
a bit awkward perhaps not." Steph said. "Oh it's okay mum what do you 
want?" "Well son, a bit cheeky really, but could you undo the clasp of 
my bra at the back, these darn things have got so tight recently it's 
becoming a real big struggle. I really have to get some bigger ones but 
you know how the cash is" "Oor mum you can't keep wearing these" said 
Max taking his last £20 from his back pocket. "Get your self a couple of 
new ones, nice and big." "Thanks son" she replied, quickly taking the 
money and giving him a big hug. She then turned away from him and said 
"Now slide your hands up your mama's top and undo the catch for her." 
Max enthusiastically slid his hands up the bare flesh of his mum's back 
and got hold of the tight bra straps. He pulled and pushed around as his 
mum suppressed a giggle and eventually managed to release it. She said 
"Thanks son", turning around and gave her tits an extra little shake to 
wobble them as she saw Max watching them and the huge damp patch there 
making the top a little bit see-thro. "Ill be okay now son." Great 
thought Steph a few quid for a new bra and enough left over for a bottle 
of Gin.

_________________

Max was hanging around outside his brother's school at finishing time, 
his brother was one of the first kids out, he crossed over the road and 
stood next to his brother. After around 5 minutes or so Wayne said to 
Max "That's her just coming through the gate now." Max knew which girl 
his brother was talking about even before he'd finished his sentence. 
She was walking on her own, very plump, just about 5ft tall with short 
brown hair. Perfect thought Max, "Cheers bro, I owe you one" he said as 
he casually followed the girl staying about 100m back from her. Max 
easily followed her for the next 15 minutes until the girl got to her 
house, Nice big butt he thought as he watched her walking along. Max 
quietly walked past on the other side of the road, he now knew where she 
lived, he saw her open the front door with a key and disappear inside. I 
could be a detective thought Max that was easy.

The girl was called Jane, she was in the same year as Maxes brother 
except she was in the top grade whereas Wayne was in the bottom. She was 
a quiet shy girl who didn't really mix with the other kids much and was 
sometimes bullied. Max thought she looked perfect just what he needed. 
Max had a problem with girls, he was okay if he was with his mates but 
felt awkward and uncomfortable with them on a one to one basis. The 
problem stemmed from a year or so back from an incident with his sister.

His sister had come home with one of her boyfriends, they'd gone 
straight up to her bedroom. After around 15 minutes they had a big 
argument and the guy stormed out of the house. A few minutes later 
Tracey had called Max to her room, he knocked lightly and went in, she 
was laying on the bed her short skirt almost showing her knickers, (if 
she'd had any on) and her braless top gaping open showing quite a lot of 
tit flesh and her pierced belly button. Maxes dick immediately jumped to 
attention. Tracey saw her half brothers eyes open like saucers as he 
looked her over. She smiled to herself, "Come here Max I need you to do 
something for me."  Max walked towards the bed, Tracey patted the 
mattress next to her. Max sat on the edge of the bed wondering what this 
was all about. Did she want him and his mates to do over that guy for 
her? She took Maxes hand and slid it into her gaping top and placed it 
on her bare breast. "Does that feel nice Max?" she asked quietly. Max 
just nodded his head giving the young firm tit flesh a little squeeze, 
this is amazing he thought. His dick nearly jumped out of his pants. 
Tracey continued talking slowly as Max fondled her tit. "I need you to 
fuck me Max."  Tracey sat up a little and slowly took off her top. Max 
stared at her young pert tits his dick throbbing. She then quietly 
continued "I need a dick now and yours is the only one available bro... 
Don't let me down." Max was nearly cumming in his pants, he forced 
himself desperately to calm down a bit, the first real live pair of tits 
he'd seen. "Stand up a minute Max" Max reluctantly let go of his half 
sisters tit and stood up. He now had an even better look at his sisters 
slightly wobbling tits as she removed his jeans and pants. "Not bad for 
a 15 year old" she commented looking at 6 inches of rock hard young 
cock." "Almost sixteen now" Max corrected. She picked up a condom packet 
from her bedside table and handed it to Max.

Max just stood there still staring at his sister's tits. "You do know 
how to put one of those on Max don't you?" she asked looking at him. Max 
glanced at the packet in his hand and started to turn a little red. 
"You're bloody useless" she commented taking the packet back from his 
hand and ripping it open. Max nearly came as his sister rolled the 
condom down over his hard dick. "Don't cum too soon" warned his sister, 
"I want a good hard fucking before you cum." Tracey laid back on the bed 
pulling her short skirt up and opening her legs. Max glanced at her bare 
wet pussy and almost filled the condom. He looked away quickly catching 
his breath.

Trying not to look at his sister to stop himself cumming, Max knelt 
between his sisters legs. Tracey pulled him down into the missionary 
position above her, she took hold of his cock to guide it towards her 
fanny. Max exploded! Tracey felt and heard him cum. Max let out a long 
low moan and grunt as he filled the condom as his sister gripped his 
dick. His sister was furious, she pushed him off her and slapped him 
hard across the face. Max had never felt such shame in his life, he was 
a total failure. His sister paced up and down the end of the bed looking 
furious, she thought about riding his face to cum instead, but thought 
he'd probably be crap at that as well. She looked down at him laying 
there looking sorry for himself, pathetic she thought. She leaned over 
and carefully removed the full condom off his still quite hard dick. 
"Open your mouth sissy boy" she barked. Max did as he was told, she 
emptied the contents of the condom into his mouth, she then slid it 
inside out over her fingers then pushed her fingers in and out of his 
mouth a few times like she was fucking his face. Max felt useless and 
embarrassed when he'd filled the condom early, But he now felt like an 
absolute useless pathetic nobody as he swallowed his own cum.

Tracey picked up his jeans, stuffed the wet used condom into his pocket 
and threw the jeans at him. "Get out! Go and tell Wayne I want to see 
him right now!", Max grabbed his clothes and quickly left the room. He 
quickly put his cloths back on on the landing and went down into the 
living room where his drunk mother and Wayne were watching TV. "Tracey 
want to see you bro" he said quietly. "No chance, I'm watching this" 
Wayne replied. "I'd go if I were you bro" replied Max. "Why what does 
she want?" Wayne asked. "Just bloody go will you!" Max replied angrily. 
Wayne stood up, shrugged his shoulders and sauntered out of the room 
muttering under his breath. "What is it dear you look well pissed off 
over something?" his mother slurred. "Aw nothing mum." he replied 
flopping down on the sofa next to her. She put her arms around him and 
gave him a big hug. The smell of alcohol on her breath was overpowering. 
He picked up her almost full wine glass and said "Mum I think you've had 
enough, I'd better finish this for you." Without waiting for a reply he 
drained her glass. After 10 minutes he relaxed a little, his mum still 
had her arm around him, he gave his soft squidgy mum a big hug. "That's 
nice dear" she said hugging him back.

He sat there in front of the TV with his mum, wondering what his then 12 
year old half brother and sister were getting up to. It was nearly an 
hour before his brother came back down. When he finally came back into 
the room he looked like a cat that had just got the cream.

Since that day Max has been reluctant to go out with any girls, his 
taste in what he fancied also changed, he seemed attracted towards big 
fat shy girls, or fat women, a bit like his mum. He didn't want the 
humiliation of screwing up again., and didn't fancy the street cred' 
he'd loose by going out with a lump of lard. So at Seventeen he still 
hadn't got it on with any girls, which was very unusual for the area 
where he lived.


Max was a bit bored, he didn't have the money he needed to get his 
'whacky baci' growing and he wasn't sure what to do about Jane. He'd 
followed her home from school a few more times. On Thursday she 
surprised him, she went a different way then stood at a bus stop. Max 
nipped into the bus shelter the other side of the road and peeped across 
at her. Where the fuck is she going he wondered, he looked at the bus 
timetable but it didn't give him any clues, well only one way to find 
out he thought. He waited until her bus pulled into the stop then ran 
across the road and stood behind her in the queue. Wow it felt exciting 
being this close to her, he felt so tempted to reach out and touch her. 
He got on the bus behind her and paid the same fare. He walked past her 
on the bus and sat a few rows behind her, she hadn't even glanced at 
him. When she finally got up to get off fortunately someone else was 
getting off at the same stop as well, so he tucked in behind them. He 
followed easily, staying a good 50 meters behind her, she paused at an 
old people's block of flats and then disappeared inside.

Hmm... what now he thought. He wandered around for a bit then started 
making his way back to the bus stop. He wasn't paying much attention to 
where he was going and suddenly realised he'd gone off track and got a 
bit lost, silly bugger he thought to himself. It took him ages to find 
his way back to the bus stop again. He'd just missed the bus, he checked 
the timetable, shit the next one was in 40 minutes, he thought he could 
probably walk back in that time but it had just started to rain. The bus 
stop had a shelter so he waited for the bus. Ten minutes before the bus 
was due Max was surprised when Jane walked into the shelter. This was 
his opportunity he thought, very few people had walked past the shelter 
and the ones that did were rushing to get out of the rain.

He called Jane over to his corner of the shelter. "Come here" he simply 
called. Jane now looked nervous at her end of the shelter but ignored 
him. "Hi" he tried with a disarming smile walking towards her, she 
looked up at him nervously. He put his arm around her, she said nothing 
but tried to pull away. "It's ok Jane I won't hurt you" said Max holding 
her steady. Jane was shocked, did he really just use her name, how did 
he know it. Maxes other hand went up and gently took hold of her big 
breast. She hesitated for a second not knowing how to react then pushed 
his hand away shouting "Get off!". Max swivelled in front of her and 
pushed her against the back wall of the shelter. He was almost 6 foot 
and towered over her. "Just stay quiet and calm Jane, everything will be 
fine." His body was lightly resting on her belly, his hand went up and 
took hold of her breast again. She tried to twist out of the way but 
couldn't. "How come you know my name" she stammered in a quiet, 
frightened voice. "I said no talking or noise Jane", replied Max 
sternly, his hand now having a good feel of the young large tit. Hmm 
very nice thought Max, she was big chested for a 14 year old, but they 
were very firm and high on her chest, lovely. "The bus will be here in 
less than 10 minutes." Max said steadily. "We'll take the bus then you 
go home. Simple. Now just close your eyes and relax." Max ordered, he 
felt great power over the short nervous girl and his dick was very hard. 
  Jane took a breath to ask another question then changed her mind. The 
hand was still gently playing with her tit. "I said close your eyes and 
relax sweet-one" Max continued in a quiet, more friendly tone.

Jane was frightened, there was little she could do except take a big 
breath and scream, she wondered if he'd hurt her if she did that. There 
didn't seem to be many people about. Instead of closing her eyes, Jane 
looked down hopefully giving the impression that she had done as he'd 
said. She watched his hand gently playing with her large breast, none 
one had ever touched it before, it felt sort of good, he was very gentle 
"Good girl" he soothed into her ear. He stroked her cheek lightly with 
his other hand, then that went down onto her other breast as well. They 
stayed there like that for another few minutes, Max still lightly 
fondling and feeling up her big firm tits. Despite the situation Jane 
enjoyed the feeling of Maxes hands on her tits. No one had ever touched 
her like this, it felt exciting, scary and exciting "When the bus comes 
Jane you hold my hand, we'll both get on and I'll get the fares. We'll 
sit at the back if it's free. I'll be getting off the stop before you. 
You understand?" Jane thought about it for a few seconds and nodded her 
head, what else could she do.

"That's a good girl Jane" Max condescendingly replied. The bus was due 
in less then 5 minutes now. Max stepped back and moved Jane away from 
the wall a little. He slid in behind her with his arms around her, the 
top of her butt resting on his crutch. They could now both see when the 
bus was coming now, Max rubbed his lips gently on Jane's cheek. "It's ok 
Jane just relax" Max said quietly as Jane jumped at the touch. He put 
his lips back on her cheek and moved them down lightly onto her neck. 
"Jane pulled away a little. "That tickles" she quietly said breaking the 
strained atmosphere a little. Max lightly kissed her on the cheek then 
her neck. Despite the situation Jane loved the feelings her body was 
sending to her head, she just couldn't believe Max would hurt her, he 
was so gentle. No one had treated her like this before. She just could 
not think how he knew her name, it bothered her. "Uh how come you know 
my name is Jane? I don't think I've never seen you before?" "I said no 
talking Jane" Max said without malice, "I know quite a bit about you, 
where you live, where you go to school, that you have a lovely cuddly 
body etc."  Cuddly, I'm fat thought Jane.

Jane wondered about saying something to the bus driver as they got on 
and Max got the tickets. The driver would probably think she was just 
winding him up, Max would simply be holding her hand and be actually 
paying for her bus fare. Hardly looking like he was causing her any 
trouble. Maybe he wasn't causing her trouble. The bus arrived, things 
went smoothly and they sat at the back of the bus. Max sat with his arm 
around her. After a few minutes he undid a button of her school blouse 
and slid a hand onto her large belly, again he was very gentle as he 
felt around it, his hand eventually slid up onto her bra, there wasn't 
much space under the blouse but he managed to fondle her tits again. "I 
love your cuddly body Jane" he said and gently kissed her ear.  Jane was 
totally confused, this strange but quite good looking boy who she didn't 
know was feeling her up and saying that he liked her body, he knew her 
name and where she lived. What the hell was going on, was he going to 
try and rape her, did he want to be her boyfriend, it was all very 
strange, she could hardly believe it was happening.

The bus was getting near her stop, suddenly Max got up bent towards her 
and kissed her lightly. "See you" he said before rushing to the front of 
the bus as it slowed to a stop and hopped off.


Jane could not get him out of her head, for days afterwards she wondered 
what it had been about. She sort of missed him in some strange way, life 
was back to its normal boring routine.

Max had managed to buy his first marijuana seeds and carefully planted 
them in the containers he had got. It was the first sort of gardening 
work he'd ever done, he found it quite absorbing. It was Saturday again, 
he went out and bought his mother a couple of bottles of wine. He 
thought his feeding was working, her clothes seemed to look a lot 
tighter and she was wearing a new bra that he'd given her the money for. 
He was so tempted to ask her to show him what it looked like.

It was around eight o'clock Max was in their living room with his mum 
and brother watching TV. His mother was already through most of her 
first wine bottle. The TV program had just finished Wayne got up and 
said he was going over to see his friend. "Be home by 10:00" his mother 
automatically replied. Even though they both knew he'd come home 
whenever he felt like it.

Max went into the kitchen and got himself a beer and a tube of Pringles. 
Shit the last bottle he thought, his mother must have drunk the rest. 
He went back and flopped down next to his mother on the sofa. "Want some 
of these mum?" he asked. "Sure son" she replied, "Not going out? it is 
Saturday night. At your age I'd never be in on a Saturday... Well except 
when I had to look after my babies." "Nah I like staying in and watching 
TV wiv you ma." "You've not got yourself a girl or two then son?" Steph 
replied. "Girls are trouble mum, they can stick like leaches and before 
you know it there blaming you for getting them pregnant. Even though you 
know they've been behind your back... Trouble ma... there're just trouble."

"There're not all like me son" Steph said giggling, "some of them are 
good girls." "I know ma I'll find a good one one day." Max replied. 
Steph put her arm around her son and gave him a little hug. He put his 
arms around her and hugged her back. Max though she felt bigger, he 
loved the feel of his big soft mum in his arms. "The other thing is mum" 
he said, "not many girls around my age have lovely big titties like 
yours." "You shouldn't flirt with you mum" she replied tickling him. 
"Your mum seems to be getting fatter and fatter. It must be early middle 
age spread." "I like cuddly girls" said Max tickling his mum back. "Well 
I'd better have some more of those Pringles" Steph joked taking the tube 
off Maxes lap and starting to munch some. Max kept his arms around his 
mum, she munched through the whole tube as they watched the TV together. 
Max relishing the feeling of his big mother in his arms.

"Get me the other bottle of wine dear will you" "''corse mum" Max 
replied. He got the second bottle from the fridge and filled her glass. 
He sat next to her on the sofa again and put his hand on her large tum,. 
rubbing it lightly he said. "I guess there's just enough room for a 
little bit more wine" he joked. "Don't you be so cheeky" his mum replied 
smiling, "you're not too big for me to put over my knee and smack your 
bottom." "Ooo I'm frightened" laughed Max still rubbing his mums tum, 
"Is that the new bra you got on mum?" "Yeah I got it in Primark, it's 
the biggest size they had... Wan 'a see it" Steph continued half joking. 
"Yeah show me." Steph felt naughty and a bit excited as she undid her 
blouse and pulled it wide open. Max watched intently, the huge wobbling 
tits as she did so. "Hmm... nice" he said taking advantage and feeling 
the cup material and of course the contents within. Max continued to 
feel the bra cup as his mother took a big drink from her glass. "I don't 
want you getting it dirty with you fingers" she joked, "Or wear a hole 
in it." she continued with a laugh as Max continued to feel her tit 
through the bra material. "Is that the clip that holds it together asked 
Max nodding his head towards his mothers cleavage. "Yeah I got a front 
fastener, bit easier to use than at the back" replied his mum. "Can I 
see how it works" asked Max.

Steph took hold of the bra, pushed her breasts together a little with 
her arms and undid the clip. Max loved the view of the spreading 
wobbling flesh as Steph held the bra with a 2-3 inch gap between the 
clips, then, disappointingly for Max, refastened it. After a few seconds 
Steph said smiling,"I guess you want to try it". "Oh yeah" Max quickly 
replied. Max took hold of the bra pulled the cups towards each other and 
released the clasp. He slowly opened the bra as the huge tits moved to 
the sides, he gently released his hold when they had settled. "Not 
really interested in learning how they do back up" he said laughing. His 
mum just shook her head "Boys" she said, picking up her wine glass and 
empting the contents down her throat. Great thought Max has he oggled 
the huge expanse of cleavage and tit flesh on display. Steph's huge 
breasts were still in the cups but looked like they could easily fall 
out at any second.

Steph bent forward to pick up the wine bottle to refill her glass 
leaving the bra undone, as she sat back up again both tits escaped and 
flopped down onto her large belly. Steph ignored this filled the glass 
and bent forward to put the bottle back down, squashing the large tits 
onto her legs as she did so. Max never missed a single moment. Steph sat 
back up and took a long slow drag from the glass, knowing Max was 
watching every movement of her body.  As Max watched the tits settling, 
the bra had now disappeared to her sides. "Not firm and proud, like they 
used to be" lamented Steph cupping each bare tit in her hands and 
lifting them slightly. "They look great to me." countered Max.

Steph took her hands away Max moved his hand forward and lightly cupped 
one of them in his hand. Steph just watched him feeling excited. He felt 
the weight of it then slid his hand up slightly over the nipple. As he 
squeezed it lightly he felt the nipple harden. He looked up to his mums 
face as she gently laid her head back on the sofa top and closed her 
eyes. Max took this as a signal that he was allowed to carry on. He 
gently played with the big soft mounds, one in each hand. his dick was 
at full attention in his pants. His mum was still just lying back 
leaving him to it, so he leant forward and gently took a nipple in his 
mouth. His mother gave a quiet moan as he sucked her breast. After a few 
minutes she took hold of his head and guided him over to the other one. 
"You are very gently son" she murmured quietly. "you weren't like that 
when you were a baby."

After a few more minutes Steph said "You are a very naughtily boy son.. 
You should not be playing with mommies titties at your age." Steph 
gently moved him from her tit. You'd better lay down on mummies lap". 
Max did as he was told, he laid down on his mums lap with his face 
facing up. Steph fed one of her erect downward facing nipples back into 
his mouth. "That's better" she said quietly "I can se what my baby is 
doing now. Max took hold of the big dangling breasts and played them 
across his mouth and face. These are better than any flat chested 16 
year olds he thought. Steph watched him for a while and then lightly 
rested her hand on the bulge in Maxes jeans making him jump. "I wonder 
what this is here" she said quietly, lightly running her hand up and 
down the lump. "Oh god" gasped Max. Max couldn't help but thrust his 
hips towards his mum's hand. He came with a low long grunt as Steph 
tried to squeeze his dick through the jeans material. "Oh dear" she 
said, "I think baby has wet his nappy" She moved his head from her 
breast bent forward and gave him an unmotherly hot kiss. "Thanks mum" 
said Max, still breathing quote hard, but sitting up next to his mum.

Luckily they had muted the TV sound when the last adverts were showing 
and not turned it back on. They both heard the sound of someone trying 
to get a key into the front door. Steph quickly took hold of the big bra 
and did it up over her tits.. Max slid along the sofa a bit further away 
from his mum. Steph dropped her hands from her blouse buttons after 
quickly doing up a few as the heard the lounge door opening. Max hit the 
mute button again and the TV sound came back on. Tracey came into the 
room looking a bit drunk and pissed off. "Bloody men" she commented 
before dropping into the armchair across from them. Max took this as his 
cue to go and went off to his bedroom before the cum soaked right 
through his jeans.

End of Part 1

Please email  comments etc what did you like/hate what could I have done 
to make it better? email:  ismallone@yahoo.co.uk

Ivor

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