My name is Jenny and I am 18. I am 5 feet 2 inches, with a figure that makes heads turn. The only problem is my bust. I am an A cup and that has been something that gives me a certain amount of pain and rejection by most guys. My mom wanted me to go under the knife to augment my little beauties, but I didn’t want to. The only consolation was that my nipples were bigger than average being puffier than normal. To my surprise I never got to a point where I could dazzle a guy with those pink beauties. Finally I did dazzle someone with my pink nipples and that was the biggest surprise of my life.
My mom is hot for her age of 42 with awesome C cups. She is petite like me, but that’s where the resemblance ends. Her body is curvy and her tummy virtually flat with a slight bump right above her waist that makes her look sexy in figure hugging dresses. She loves to flaunt her assets and gets a load of stares every time she goes out. She divorced my dad when I was in my early teens. She spends a significant amount of time in the gym keeping her trim body in shape. My mom has a step sister. She is 27 and unmarried. She is top heavy with D cups and follows my mom in the tummy department. However, she is taller than mom and her dark hair is cut short giving her a Lois Lane like appearance. Every time she visited us, I would stare at her breasts and wish I had half of what she had.
One day, something really weird happened. For a few moments I could not figure out what was going on. I walked into my moms bedroom and found them hugging. I could not be sure since it was evening and the lights were out in her room. My aunt was in her bra and a skirt with her t-shirt lifted up to expose her breasts encased in a sheer white bra. My mom blushed but I vanished from the room faster than a speeding bullet. I dismissed the incident out of my mind and continued ogling Aunt Amy’s breasts.
It was a shock to me when I started dreaming about Aunt Amy’s breasts. In my dream I could see them so close and I was about to kiss them when I woke up with a start. It was with horror that I realized that I was slightly wet between my legs. What was shocking was that I had my hand between my legs and my hands were wet with my juices. I do love to masturbate and one of my favorite acts is to rub my pussy on a soft toy or a pillow. When I am in the shower I love to have the shower hose between my legs and rub against it. So this night I ended up rubbing against bunched up sheet thinking of Aunt Amy’s breasts. I came so hard rubbing my shaved pussy against the sheet. My nipples were hard and gave me an exquisite feeling when I rubbed them against the pillow. I must have fallen asleep soon after. I woke up in the morning to find that I was still straddling the bunched up sheet with my night shirt up around my neck hugging a pillow. To my horror I heard someone come into my room. I was still half asleep when I heard a sudden gasp and realized that my mom was in the room.
To maintain my dignity, I did the best thing under the circumstances. I pretended to be asleep. To my surprise, my mom didn’t leave. I felt her weight on the bed and tried my best not to flinch when I felt her come closer. Her hand started to caress my back. I felt the warm fabric of her dress against my side. I could feel her bra under the fabric and her hot breath against my ear. She kissed my cheek holding me. Her lips remained on my cheek for what seemed like ages. I felt her hand reaching under me caressing the side of my breasts.
Her touch was so soft and gentle that I had to stifle a sigh. My heart was beating fast and to my horror, I was getting wet again. Her other hand caressed my back moving lower towards my butt. I felt my mom’s breath come faster. I heard a rustling of fabric and after a few seconds I felt her breast against my side. It was warm and soft and the nipple was hard. I didn’t know what to do. Her lips were on my cheek, kissing me repeatedly and then I began to detect a slight movement and then heard a slight rhythmic wet sound.
I didn’t want to believe it, but here I was, on bed sticking a sexy pose and my mom was rubbing her breasts against my side while rubbing her pussy. I could hear her moan as she rubbed herself. Her tongue snaked out of her mouth licking my ear. I moaned a little still pretending to be asleep and without thinking I started to rock against the sheet again. My mom stopped for a while and then she started to rub again, satisfied that I was still asleep. I don’t know how I managed to stop shuddered as I felt her hand travel lower down my body. Her hands reached my pussy which was jutting out from between my legs in my position straddling the bunched up sheet. Her movements were tentative and slow. Her breath was coming faster and I could almost hear the thumping of her heart.
She started rubbing my slit while rubbing her own pussy and abruptly as it all started, she stopped. I didn’t realize until later that she had heard someone drive in through the gate. I heard the rustling of her dress as she hurriedly straightened her dress and walked out of my room. I breathed a sigh of relief and for a moment was annoyed with me for feeling that mom should have helped me finish. I also started to wonder what it was like to rub each other. With that thought my horny state went off like a light.
I got up angry with myself and started to wash up and get ready for breakfast. My mom was with Aunt Amy when I went downstairs for breakfast. My mom turned crimson when she saw me and avoided looking into my eyes.
I coolly went up to her and hugged her making sure she got an eyeful of my A cups. I then kissed Aunt Amy on her cheeks. She blushed as she got a glimpse of my breasts. For a moment I was bewildered to find how easily I fell into a slutty mode. I kissed her a second time and made sure my tongue caressed her cheek. She shuddered at the wet probe. Without letting them recover I sat opposite them making sure that they would get a glimpse of my pink panties under the mini skirt I was wearing. I coolly leafed through a magazine enjoying the distress I was creating. My mom was the first to break the ice.
“Did you sleep well sweetie?” she asked. I detected a slight tremor in her voice. Maybe she was not sure if I were awake or not.
“Uh huh,” I replied, sticking to the aloof teenager mode.
“I walked into your room this morning,” she continued.
“Oh, did you?” I managed to keep my composure, although feeling annoyed and somewhat delighted at the moistening of my pussy.
“Yeah, I tried wake you, but you were sleeping like a log.”
I could almost read the guilt in her voice.
“Didn’t feel a thing,” I shrugged and pointedly looked at her and then her breasts and then lower. Her face turned crimson.
I wanted to make her even more helpless. I walked over to her and looked at her face.
“Mom, can you massage my head a little?”
They were seated on a wide comfy couch with leg rests. My mom shuffled uneasily while I started to lie my head on her lap and my thighs conveniently across Aunt Amy’s lap. Aunt Amy smiled nervously as she tried to act natural and finally managed to lay her hands across my thighs inches away from my skirt which had by now ridden up to my panties. She tried hard not to look at my body but her instincts took over leaving her no choice but to run her eyes all over my body.