“Wendy, I’ve informed you in the past. You are NOT going out
without a bra on, which’s last,” claimed Wendy’s
mother, Bea, as she captured her child creeping out
of your house for college. One eye her child’s
tight college shirt had actually verified that her
fourteen-year-old child had not place one on, once more.
“Oh mama, c’mon, I’m late for college!” complained
Wendy, overlooking at her very own breast – was it that
obvious?
“Not my trouble. I informed you prior to that you’re not to
go to college without one.”
“Aw, mama, no-one will certainly understand!”
“Wendy,” sighed Bea, she’d been with this argument
many times, “I informed you in the past – you’re a large girl
now. You can’t head out like that, it actually does
show.”
“I’ll place one on tomorrow, guarantee. It’s simply that
I’m late currently,” claimed Wendy attempting to escape.
“No!” shouted her irritable mom and also grabbed
Wendy’s arm. Drawing her back right into the hall she
closed the front door strongly.
“Look!” she claimed, pressing Wendy before the hall
mirror. “Can’t you see?”
“See what?” claimed Wendy in an upset, bored tone.
At that moment, Mark, Wendy’s more youthful sibling came
through the hall on his means to college.
“Great tits!” he claimed, cheekily.
“That’s enough of that!” called Bea at his retreating
back. Mark pounded the door noisily.
Wendy pouted before the mirror. Bea attempted a
conciliatory tone. “Look Wendy, it actually does reveal.”
She drew Wendy’s tight-fitting college shirt in
slightly at the waistline making her busts stand out
even extra. The nipple areas jabbed the product right into small
peaks. Wendy was big breasted, like her mom, and
her busts, that months earlier had actually looked like pup fat
were currently coming to be all also obvious as she slimmed
down.
“It’s my body – I don’t need to do what you claim!” spat
back Wendy.
This made Bea upset – she had actually attempted behaving with no
result.
“Wendy! You are NOT heading out without a bra and
that’s my last word!” she shouted.
“Screw you!” tossed back Wendy.
Bea checked out her child, stunned. Her daughter
stood prior to her, breast projected certainly. She had
never heard her child usage such language or that
tone on her in the past. Furious, she snapped and
slapped Wendy strongly throughout her busts with her open
hand. Wendy shrieked in shock and also the stinging
pain however was so upset with her mom that she slapped
her mom back. Bea had actually not yet clothed and also Wendy’s
hand put her straight throughout her big breasts
that were covered by absolutely nothing other than the flimsy
material of her evening gown. The put triggered rips of
pain to diminish her cheeks. Bea was livid.
“Just how risk you put me girl!” she barked and also made
a well-aimed put get in touch with Wendy’s busts once more.
Wendy held her breast in misery prior to launching
herself at her mom with fierceness. Ordering handfuls of
her mom’s enough busts she pressed the flesh
hard, making her mom wheeze with discomfort as she pushed
her back versus the wall surface. Punitive, Bea
reached out and also got her child’s busts,
tearing open the switches of her college shirt in the
process and also revealing the smaller sized, however well-formed
breasts of her child.
Now mom and also child participated in a fight of will
versus discomfort. Gazing certainly right into each various other’s eyes
they worked, turned and also plucked each various other’s
breasts as discomfort scorched with their bodies.
Eventually, because of her exceptional toughness, Bea started to
get the advantage. Picking up near success she pushed
her child to her knees by her busts and also leant
over her, triumphant. Wendy, noticing that she was
about to shed her hold on her mom’s containers, leant
forward and also little bit right into the flesh hanging prior to her.
He mom shrieked hurting.
“You ferocious little bitch!” she shrieked and also released
her hold on Wendy’s young busts promptly.
Wendy enjoyed her minute of success over her mother
and little bit harder right into the tender bust whilst
simultaneously rising and also yanking viciously on
the revealed nipple area of the various other. Her mom now
sobbed in misery, pleading her child to launch her
tender busts from her hold. Wendy was unsure
whether to trust her mom yet and also hung on a little
longer once she was particular that her mom had
given up the battle she released and also stood certainly in
front of her, her very own aching busts directed nude and
proud before her.
Bea held at her reddening aching busts, scooping
one as much as analyze the damages left by Wendy’s vicious
mouth. She really felt a little pale as the waves of pain
receded. Cleaning away a tear she claimed, “You were
always attacking me when you fed from these also.”
Wendy all of a sudden really felt really guilty at what she had actually done
to her mom. The lady that had actually brought to life her
and had actually fed her at her very own bust.
“Oh mama, I’m so sorry….” she began, looking down
at her mom’s revealed busts that were reddening
from the pounding they had actually gotten at her hands.
Instinctively she connected to touch one, to make it
feel much better, however her mom flinched away as she
reached out.
“Oh mama, I’m not mosting likely to harm you anymore. I just
wanted to make you really feel much better!”
Slowly, meticulously, Bea dropped her hands from her
sore and also hurting busts as Wendy rose to gently
hold them. She delicately brushed the location that she had
bitten, her face recoiling with pictured discomfort at the
hurt she had actually simply triggered. Bea grinned and also got to up
her very own hands to mug her child’s tender busts and
gently brushed the red spotted flesh far better.
Bea smiled generally. “Consider us,” she claimed and also Wendy
had to make fun of the ludicrous view they made in the
mirror – mom and also child, rubbing each various other’s
bruised and also damaged busts.
“Begin,” she claimed, “Go and also take a seat and also I’ll get
some ice – you can’t most likely to college like that!”
While Wendy went and also tumbled on the couch, Bea went to
the kitchen area and also brought some ice that she rolled up
inside a fabric. At all times she really felt a strong
throbbing pains from her very own busts.
Kneeling next to Wendy she initially informed her to eliminate the
ripped college shirt she was using. Wendy recoiled as
she attempted to reverse the continuing to be switches so Bea helped
her child with it, ruin the switches down to her
waist after that ultimately drawing it off her arms, leaving
her child’s breast completely revealed. Delicately she put
the ice-pack to her child’s aching busts and also dabbed
at the tender teats really meticulously.
“Ooh!” shuddered Wendy. “Many thanks mama. That really feels really
great – why don’t you attempt it?”
She took the towel from her mom’s hands and also,
slipping the ripped night dress from her mother’s
shoulders, tended to her breasts with the ice-pack.
Bea hung her head back, letting her long hair slide
down her back and enjoyed the sensations of the
ice-pack being gently moved over her full breasts.
She could not prevent her nipples from becoming taught
under the sensations, causing a frisson of pleasure
and pain. Bea had thick, long nipples and in
hardening they tugged at her breasts. Wendy giggled
at the sight of them erecting under her ministrations;
they were like two independent creatures. Playfully
she brushed the back of her hand over one nipple,
enjoying the rubbery feeling and the way it bounced
back into position. Her mother winced at the
sensation.
“Ouch! That’s really tender right now!” she
complained.
“Sorry mom,” said Wendy. She looked down at her own
nipples which had also hardened into two tight little
nubs, but they were nowhere near the size of her
mother’ immense teats. Wendy felt slightly envious
and wondered if her own breasts would ever be as large
as her mother’s. She suddenly had an insane desire to
suckle at one of the rubbery teats and wondered if it
was a hangover from when she was a baby. Did all
c******n have a secret longing to suckle at their
mother’s breasts again? She dismissed the idea from
her mind and went back to dabbing the ice-pack on her
mother’s breasts.
“Mom….” began Wendy, coyly.
“Yes dear? What is it?” answered her mother vaguely,
eyes still shut.
“Ummm, can I ask you something…?”
“Anything….” breathed Bea.
“Uhmmm…. Do I have to go to school today?”
Bea opened her eyes and looked at her daughter
sharply. Glancing at her daughter’s exposed breasts
she saw that they still looked red and sore from her
punishment of them. She felt a pang of guilt.
“Well, no, my dear. But just for today until those
get better.”
Bea closed her eyes and hung back her head again.
Wendy grinned happily and continued ministering to her
mother’s throbbing breasts.
Later that day the doorbell rang. Bea opened the door
and recognised the woman immediately, it was Wendy’s
teacher, Ms. Brahms. She was not smiling.
“Hello Ms. Brahms, what can I do for you?”
“Do you mind if I come in?”
“Certainly not, come in and have a seat. Coffee?”
“No. Thank you,” said Rachel Brahms coldly as she
stepped past Bea and entered the living room.
When they were both sitting Rachel came straight to
the point, “Mrs. Lee, where is Wendy?”
“Oh, in bed – she’s not feeling well today.”
“Are you sure she’s really ill?”
“Oh certainly, I… I examined her myself. Why do you
ask?” said Bea, leaning forward.
Rachel Brahms glanced down at Bea’s full breasts that
surged into a cleavage in her low cut top. She
couldn’t help noticing the red marks and this
distraction flustered her slightly.
“I… I wanted to check with you as Wendy’s taken a
lot of time of school this year and I’m worried about
her performance. Also, there was a more, uhm,
personal matter.”
Looking at Rachel, Bea could see she was somewhat
uncomfortable. “Oh? And what would that be?”
“Well, it’s a bit delicate, but could you ask Wendy to
wear a bra to school in future?”
Bea flushed. It was one thing for her to tell her own
daughter to wear a bra but she resented this young
teacher coming to her house and telling her what her
daughter should or shouldn’t wear. She snapped.
“What’s the matter? Can’t keep your eyes off them
then?”
Rachel’s eyes, which had once again slipped down to
examining Bea’s enticing cleavage, flicked back to
Bea’s face and for a face-reddening moment Rachel
thought she had been talking about her looking at
Bea’s own ample breasts. When she twigged she was
horrified and stammered out an explanation.
“Oh… oh no, I… I didn’t mean that at all! I
simply meant that your daughter’s, uhm, well, breasts
were a distraction to some of her classmates.” Oh
dear, thought Rachel, this isn’t going at all how I
imagined it.
Bea sat up straight. She had noticed with contempt
that Rachel had been ogling her own breasts.
“I’m not so sure – you’re not exactly well stacked are
you?” she said, cruelly referring to the small bumps
in Rachel’s top. “Maybe you’re jealous. You
certainly can’t seem to take your eyes of these,” she
added, thrusting out her own full bosom.
“I… I wasn’t!” stammered Rachel, blushing crimson.
“Really?” said Bea and in one swift movement she had
unfastened her top and her unfettered breasts sprang
free.
Rachel could not help but gawp at the magnificent
sight of them. For the second time that day Bea felt
inordinately proud of her breasts.
“I… I have to go,” muttered Rachel, reluctantly
tearing her eyes from Bea’s chest and standing.
“Fine with me,” said Bea.
Rachel rushed from the room and let herself out.
As the door slammed Bea burst out laughing and Wendy
joined her from the other side of the door where she’d
been listening to the whole thing. Ellen too was
topless; her breasts still felt too sore to be
covered.
“Oh mom, you were simply BRILLIANT!” she squealed and
hugged her mother tightly.
Naked breast to naked breast the two women embraced
happily.
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