“Wendy, I’ve advised you earlier than. You might be NOT going out
with no bra on, and that’s last,” stated Wendy’s
mom, Bea, as she caught her daughter sneaking out
of the home for college. One look at her daughter’s
tight faculty shirt had confirmed that her
fourteen-year-old daughter had not put one on, once more.
“Oh mother, c’mon, I’m late for college!” complained
Wendy, trying down at her personal chest – was it that
apparent?
“Not my downside. I advised you earlier than that you simply’re to not
go to highschool with out one.”
“Aw, mother, no-one will know!”
“Wendy,” sighed Bea, she’d been by way of this argument
many instances, “I advised you earlier than – you’re an enormous lady
now. You’ll be able to’t exit like that, it actually does
present.”
“I’ll put one on tomorrow, promise. It’s simply that
I’m late now,” stated Wendy attempting to get away.
“No!” yelled her exasperated mom and grabbed
Wendy’s arm. Pulling her again into the corridor she
closed the entrance door firmly.
“Look!” she stated, pushing Wendy in entrance of the corridor
mirror. “Can’t you see?”
“See what?” stated Wendy in an irritated, bored tone.
At that second, Mark, Wendy’s youthful brother got here
by way of the corridor on his option to faculty.
“Good tits!” he stated, cheekily.
“That’s sufficient of that!” referred to as Bea at his retreating
again. Mark slammed the door noisily.
Wendy sulked in entrance of the mirror. Bea tried a
conciliatory tone. “Look Wendy, it actually does present.”
She pulled Wendy’s tight-fitting faculty shirt in
barely on the waist making her breasts stand out
much more. The nipples poked the fabric into small
peaks. Wendy was massive breasted, like her mom, and
her breasts, that months in the past had appeared like pet fats
had been now changing into all too obvious as she slimmed
down.
“It’s my physique – I don’t need to do what you say!” spat
again Wendy.
This made Bea offended – she had tried being good with no
end result.
“Wendy! You might be NOT going out with no bra and
that’s my last phrase!” she yelled.
“Screw you!” hurled again Wendy.
Bea checked out her daughter, shocked. Her daughter
stood earlier than her, chest thrust out defiantly. She had
by no means heard her daughter use such language or that
tone on her earlier than. Enraged, she lashed out and
slapped Wendy firmly throughout her breasts along with her open
hand. Wendy screamed in shock and the stinging
ache however was so offended along with her mom that she slapped
her mom again. Bea had not but dressed and Wendy’s
hand slapped her straight throughout her massive breasts
that had been lined by nothing besides the flimsy
materials of her evening gown. The slap brought about tears of
ache to run down her cheeks. Bea was furious.
“How dare you slap me younger girl!” she roared and made
a well-aimed slap join with Wendy’s breasts once more.
Wendy clutched her chest in agony earlier than launching
herself at her mom with fury. Grabbing handfuls of
her mom’s ample breasts she squeezed the flesh
exhausting, making her mom gasp with ache as she pushed
her again in opposition to the wall. In retaliation, Bea
reached out and grabbed her daughter’s breasts,
tearing open the buttons of her faculty shirt within the
course of and exposing the smaller, however well-formed
breasts of her daughter.
Now mom and daughter engaged in a battle of will
versus ache. Staring defiantly into one another’s eyes
they kneaded, twisted and pulled at one another’s
breasts as ache seared by way of their our bodies.
Ultimately, as a consequence of her superior energy, Bea started to
get the higher hand. Sensing close to victory she pushed
her daughter to her knees by her breasts and leant
over her, victorious. Wendy, sensing that she was
about to lose her grip on her mom’s jugs, leant
ahead and bit into the flesh dangling earlier than her.
He mom screamed in ache.
“You vicious little bitch!” she screamed and launched
her grip on Wendy’s younger breasts instantly.
Wendy savoured her second of victory over her mom
and bit more durable into the tender breast while
concurrently reaching up and tugging viciously on
the uncovered nipple of the opposite. Her mom now
sobbed in agony, begging her daughter to launch her
tender breasts from her clasp. Wendy was uncertain
whether or not to belief her mom but and held on a bit of
longer however as soon as she was sure that her mom had
given up the battle she let go and stood defiantly in
entrance of her, her personal sore breasts pointed bare and
proud in entrance of her.
Bea clutched at her reddening sore breasts, scooping
one as much as look at the harm left by Wendy’s vicious
mouth. She felt a bit of faint because the waves of ache
receded. Wiping away a tear she stated, “You had been
all the time biting me while you fed from these too.”
Wendy abruptly felt very responsible at what she had executed
to her mom. The lady who had given beginning to her
and had fed her at her personal breast.
“Oh mother, I’m so sorry….” she began, trying down
at her mom’s uncovered breasts that had been reddening
from the pummelling that they had obtained at her palms.
Instinctively she reached out to the touch one, to make it
really feel higher, however her mom flinched away as she
reached out.
“Oh mother, I’m not going to harm you any extra. I simply
needed to make you are feeling higher!”
Slowly, cautiously, Bea dropped her palms from her
sore and aching breasts as Wendy reached as much as gently
maintain them. She gently stroked the realm that she had
bitten, her face wincing with imagined ache on the
damage she had simply brought about. Bea smiled and reached up
her personal palms to cup her daughter’s tender breasts and
gently stroked the crimson streaked flesh higher.
Bea grinned broadly. “Take a look at us,” she stated and Wendy
needed to giggle on the ridiculous sight they made within the
mirror – mom and daughter, stroking one another’s
bruised and battered breasts.
“Come on,” she stated, “Go and sit down and I’ll get
some ice – you possibly can’t go to highschool like that!”
Whereas Wendy went and flopped on the couch, Bea went to
the kitchen and fetched some ice that she rolled up
inside a material. On a regular basis she felt a powerful
throbbing ache from her personal breasts.
Kneeling beside Wendy she first advised her to take away the
ripped faculty shirt she was sporting. Wendy winced as
she tried to undo the remaining buttons so Bea helped
her daughter with it, undoing the buttons right down to her
waist then lastly pulling it off her arms, leaving
her daughter’s chest totally uncovered. Gently she put
the ice-pack to her daughter’s sore breasts and dabbed
on the tender teats very rigorously.
“Ooh!” shivered Wendy. “Thanks mother. That feels actually
nice – why don’t you strive it?”
She took the fabric from her mom’s palms and,
slipping the ripped evening gown from her mom’s
shoulders, tended to her breasts with the ice-pack.
Bea hung her head again, letting her lengthy hair slide
down her again and loved the sensations of the
ice-pack being gently moved over her full breasts.
She couldn’t forestall her nipples from changing into taught
below the sensations, inflicting a frisson of delight
and ache. Bea had thick, lengthy nipples and in
hardening they tugged at her breasts. Wendy giggled
on the sight of them erecting below her ministrations;
they had been like two impartial creatures. Playfully
she brushed the again of her hand over one nipple,
having fun with the rubbery feeling and the way in which it bounced
again into place. Her mom winced on the
sensation.
“Ouch! That’s actually tender proper now!” she
complained.
“Sorry mother,” stated Wendy. She appeared down at her personal
nipples which had additionally hardened into two tight little
nubs, however they had been nowhere close to the dimensions of her
mom’ immense teats. Wendy felt barely envious
and questioned if her personal breasts would ever be as massive
as her mom’s. She abruptly had an insane want to
suckle at one of many rubbery teats and questioned if it
was a hangover from when she was a child. Did all
youngsters have a secret longing to suckle at their
mom’s breasts once more? She dismissed the thought from
her thoughts and went again to dabbing the ice-pack on her
mom’s breasts.
“Mother….” started Wendy, coyly.
“Sure pricey? What’s it?” answered her mom vaguely,
eyes nonetheless shut.
“Ummm, can I ask you one thing…?”
“Something….” breathed Bea.
“Uhmmm…. Do I’ve to go to highschool at present?”
Bea opened her eyes and checked out her daughter
sharply. Glancing at her daughter’s uncovered breasts
she noticed that they nonetheless appeared crimson and sore from her
punishment of them. She felt a pang of guilt.
“Effectively, no, my pricey. However only for at present till these
get higher.”
Bea closed her eyes and hung again her head once more.
Wendy grinned fortunately and continued ministering to her
mom’s throbbing breasts.
Later that day the doorbell rang. Bea opened the door
and recognised the lady instantly, it was Wendy’s
trainer, Ms. Brahms. She was not smiling.
“Hiya Ms. Brahms, what can I do for you?”
“Do you thoughts if I are available in?”
“Actually not, are available in and have a seat. Espresso?”
“No. Thanks,” stated Rachel Brahms coldly as she
stepped previous Bea and entered the lounge.
Once they had been each sitting Rachel got here straight to
the purpose, “Mrs. Lee, the place is Wendy?”
“Oh, in mattress – she’s not feeling properly at present.”
“Are you positive she’s actually sick?”
“Oh definitely, I… I examined her myself. Why do you
ask?” stated Bea, leaning ahead.
Rachel Brahms glanced down at Bea’s full breasts that
surged right into a cleavage in her low minimize high. She
couldn’t assist noticing the crimson marks and this
distraction flustered her barely.
“I… I needed to test with you as Wendy’s taken a
lot of time of faculty this yr and I’m frightened about
her efficiency. Additionally, there was a extra, uhm,
private matter.”
Rachel, Bea may see she was considerably
uncomfortable. “Oh? And what would that be?”
“Effectively, it’s a bit delicate, however may you ask Wendy to
put on a bra to highschool in future?”
Bea flushed. It was one factor for her to inform her personal
daughter to put on a bra however she resented this younger
trainer coming to her home and telling her what her
daughter ought to or shouldn’t put on. She snapped.
“What’s the matter? Can’t maintain your eyes off them
then?”
Rachel’s eyes, which had as soon as once more slipped right down to
analyzing Bea’s attractive cleavage, flicked again to
Bea’s face and for a face-reddening second Rachel
thought she had been speaking about her taking a look at
Bea’s personal ample breasts. When she twigged she was
horrified and stammered out a proof.
“Oh… oh no, I… I didn’t imply that in any respect! I
merely meant that your daughter’s, uhm, properly, breasts
had been a distraction to a few of her classmates.” Oh
pricey, thought Rachel, this isn’t going in any respect how I
imagined it.
Bea sat up straight. She had observed with contempt
that Rachel had been ogling her personal breasts.
“I’m not so positive – you’re not precisely properly stacked are
you?” she stated, cruelly referring to the small bumps
in Rachel’s high. “Perhaps you’re jealous. You
definitely can’t appear to take your eyes of those,” she
added, thrusting out her personal full bosom.
“I… I wasn’t!” stammered Rachel, blushing crimson.
“Actually?” stated Bea and in a single swift motion she had
unfastened her high and her unfettered breasts sprang
free.
Rachel couldn’t assist however gawp on the magnificent
sight of them. For the second time that day Bea felt
inordinately pleased with her breasts.
“I… I’ve to go,” muttered Rachel, reluctantly
tearing her eyes from Bea’s chest and standing.
“Wonderful with me,” stated Bea.
Rachel rushed from the room and let herself out.
Because the door slammed Bea burst out laughing and Wendy
joined her from the opposite facet of the door the place she’d
been listening to the entire thing. Ellen too was
topless; her breasts nonetheless felt too sore to be
lined.
“Oh mother, you had been merely BRILLIANT!” she squealed and
hugged her mom tightly.
Bare breast to bare breast the 2 ladies embraced
fortunately.