A commission I did for Taboolicious after the last €20,- commission.
This story stars Andy Davidson and his mother Emma Davidson from Taboolicious’ site and the comic Family Values. She hasn’t been officially introduced and this story takes place after a comic of which I only got to see the script, so it might be a little confusing. But all you really need to know is that it is an incest story about a busty mother and her short, but hung, son.
Contains: M/F, incest, mother/son, size difference, huge breasts, big cock, titfuck, lactation, vaginal sex, outdoor sex.
A Davidson Dessert.
It had been a few hours since Emma Davidson and her son had been reunited, messy, tiring hours. Right now her little boy, Andy, was sitting on the couch next to her, his head resting against one of her enormous soft breasts. Emma smiled warmly at the sight of it all, the two of them had been sitting like this for almost an hour now. Andy’s attempt to console her had quickly turned into something different, and Emma admitted to herself that she couldn’t resist her handsome little boy. Unfortunately, it had probably ruined her sister’s couch.
After she and Andy had enjoyed each other’s bodies several more times, the two of them jumped into the shower to get cleaned up. It obviously took them some time to succeed in that, but as soon as they left the bathroom they set to cleaning up the living room that they had left behind in such a messy state. She and Andy soon realized that they couldn’t clean up the stain on the couch, however. So the both of them came up with the brilliant idea to sit on the stain to try and hide it from Gina.
They had spent some time talking about things they didn’t really had a chance to talk about while they were making love to one another, but after a while they had settled into a comfortable silence. At least until Andy spoke up.
‘Mom?’ Andy mumbled sleepily as he looked up at Emma, half of his face obscured by her pillow-y breast.
‘Yes, sweetie?’ Emma replied with a smile.
‘When is Aunt Gina supposed to be coming home? I don’t think I can sit here much longer, I’m starting to get hungry…’ he asked.
‘I don’t know, Andy. In hindsight it probably wasn’t the best idea to just sit here and wait until…Well, until Gina decides to buy a new couch without seeing the stain.’ Emma answered her son with an embarrassed little chuckle.
Then, as if to answer the Davidsons’ question, the phone rang and Emma quickly went to pick it up. Leaving Andy behind on the couch, looking disappointed about the fact that he couldn’t snuggle up to his mother any longer.
‘Hello, Gina Matlock’s residence this is Emma Davidson, her sister, who am I speaking to?’ Emma said as she answered the phone.
‘Geez, sis it sounds like you’re answering phones at a company or something.’ Gina said from the other end of the line.
‘Well, I didn’t want people to worry that they dialed the wrong number or anything, alright?’ Emma replied defensively as a blush came to her cheeks. ‘Anyway, where are you? Andy and I are just sitting here, waiting for you!’
‘That’s why I’m calling, actually. I got called into work just when I was about to leave Vanessa’s place, I didn’t have the time to call you until now and from the looks of it I’m still going to busy for a few hours. So could you please make some dinner for Andy? I’ll just get take-out or something.’ Gina explained.
‘Yes, of course. I’ll start working on something right away.’ Emma said as she looked over at her son.
‘Thanks, sis. I have to get back to work now, though. So until tonight!’ Gina replied before hanging up.
Emma put the phone down and Andy looked up at her expectantly. ‘That was your Aunt Gina, she was called into work just as she was about to come home. So that means Mommy’s going to cook for us!’ Andy seemed to perk up at this news and immediately jumped off the couch.
‘Is there anything I can do to help, Mom?’ He asked excitedly.
‘Hm…’ Emma thought to herself. ‘It’s been pretty warm out the last couple of nights, so let’s have dinner out on the patio! If you clean the patio furniture while Mommy cooks, that would help me tremendously.’
Andy was off as soon as Emma finished her last sentence, leaving his mother standing in the living room with a smile on her face.
‘Guess that’s my cue to start cooking.’ she mused as she walked into the kitchen.
* * * *
It didn’t take long before the house was filled with wonderful smells, but whenever Andy passed the kitchen Emma knew that her little boy wasn’t looking at the food. She felt his eyes linger on her large, shapely buttocks or the sides of her huge breasts. Yet he didn’t try anything and didn’t stay in the kitchen for long. Emma wondered just what he was doing, everything should have already been set up at the patio, seeing as Andy started setting things up even before she began cooking. But she was too focused on cooking to see what he was up to.
As soon as she was finished and stepped outside with her dinner and Andy’s, she saw just what her son had been up to. The patio furniture was cleaned and a tablecloth covered the table, with lit candles sitting on top of it as well as several bottles of soft drinks. A few torches had been pushed into the soil close to the patio and where lit as well. Emma wanted to be angry at her son for setting up all those candles and torches and lighting them, but couldn’t find it in her as it all just looked too romantic. Especially with the dark, star-filled sky above them. Besides, it all looked perfectly save.
‘You did a wonderful job, Andy,’ she said as she approached the table and set the plates down. ‘Now, let’s eat!’ Emma added as she sat down next to her son.
The two Davidsons ate in silence, well mostly in silence. Andy made it obvious that he was clearly enjoying his mother’s home cooked meal, which of course brought a smile to Emma’s face. For several minutes the sounds of cutlery clanking, and Andy enjoying his meal, was the only thing that disturbed the quiet night. Until finally both mother and son finished their meal, causing Andy to lean back in his chair with a sigh.
‘I take it that means you enjoyed my cooking?’ Emma asked her son with an amused smile.
‘It was the best food I’ve ever eaten,’ Andy replied while patting his stomach. ‘Not that Aunt Gina is a bad cook or anything,’ he added to reassure her that her sister took good care of him. ‘It’s just…this tastes like something a chef would make!’
‘You sure know how to compliment a lady, huh?’ Emma mused as she looked up at the starry sky.
For a moment, the two Davidsons were silent again and gazing up at the millions of little lights. Well, Emma did anyway. Andy couldn’t help but sneaking the occasional peek at his mother. He hadn’t seen her in so long, yet she still looked as good as he remembered. Maybe even better. Like his Aunt Gina, Emma was beautiful. But there were a few differences. Like her son and her sister, Emma had dark hair. Unlike Gina however, Emma kept her hair long and bound in a ponytail. A more obvious difference between Emma and Gina was that Emma just looked softer.
Although Aunt Gina was in no way lacking in curves, she would look almost modest when placed next to her sister. First of all Emma’s breasts were simply enormous, the soft, heavy globes were each easier bigger than Andy’s head and he was certain she had somehow gone up a few cup sizes since he’d last seen her. Next was her rear, he wasn’t certain how she could sit comfortably with those broad, motherly hips and big, shapely ass of her’s. Though if he had to be honest, he still liked Gina’s butt better. Perhaps this was because he had spent so much time watching it as she was practicing yoga or washing the dishes?
‘You know, your dad and I used to eat our dinner outside a lot like this during the summer too.’ Emma suddenly said, interrupting Andy’s thoughts.
Andy quickly tore his eyes away from his mother’s breasts and hips to look her in the eyes, but was met with a knowing smirk that made him blush. Emma simply leaned in close, resting her weighty tits on top of Andy’s arm, which of course resulted in his blush deepening even further. To try and stop his mother’s teasing the young man opened his mouth to ask Emma more about it, but it abruptly snapped shut when he felt a hand fondling his crotch.
‘But you know, I never had anything like this for dessert during those days.’ Emma whispered softly as she fished her son’s swelling prick from his trousers and pushed her soft lips against his.
Andy was caught of guard and didn’t immediately return the kiss, when they reunited today his mother had been nervous and a little awkward until he comforted her in the way Aunt Gina had taught him. Evidently it had worked, because right now Emma was assertive and set on pleasing her little boy. Andy had no problems with that, of course. And quickly returned the kiss much to his mother’s pleasure. The two of them stayed like this for a while, locked in a kiss with Emma still half in her seat while she jerked off Andy’s big, now fully erect, dick.
‘Mom, I-’ Andy began, but was silenced when Emma pressed the index finger of her free hand against his lips.
‘Shush, Andy. You’ve done enough. Now it’s my turn to make you feel good.’ She explained as she released her son’s member and got up from her chair.
As soon as she was out of her chair Emma pulled up her shirt, freeing her mountainous tits from their confines. Andy’s breath caught in his throat and his cock involuntarily jerked at the sight of the pale, pillowy orbs capped with suckable pink nipples. Despite the fact that he had seen them earlier today, he apparently couldn’t get enough of them. Emma was pleased that her son reacted to her bare breasts like that, though she wasn’t planning to just let him ogle them.
Now that her knockers were on display Emma dropped to her haunches in front of Andy’s chair, pulling his trousers down the rest of the way in the process and lifting up her heavy breasts to place them on Andy’s lap. A happy sigh passed Andy’s lips as he felt the soft, pleasant weight of his mother’s massive boobs resting on his lap, a sigh that quickly turned into a moan when Emma suddenly grabbed her breasts and pushed them around his big, erect shaft.
‘You seem to be pretty obsessed with these puppies of mine, so I figured you would enjoy a treat like this.’ Emma explained with a chuckle while gently rubbing her breasts.
This resulted in milk starting to dribble from her thick pink nipples, it ran down the massive globes and covered Andy’s legs. Once she had coaxed out enough milk however Emma stopped teasing her breasts to instead rub the milk all over her knockers. Andy was breathing hard at the sight of it all, and his cock was throbbing powerfully between his mother’s tits. However, Emma wasn’t doing this just to tease her son. Her milk had lubricated her cavernous cleavage, making what was coming next a lot easier and a lot more pleasurable.
Now that her boobs were slippery with milk Emma pushed them around her son’s pulsing shaft even tighter. She stayed like that for a moment, enjoying the heat of Andy’s cock as well as his desperate moans, before she slowly began to slide her breasts up and down. Andy’s shaft practically disappeared between his mother’s huge tits as she jiggled the slick orbs along his cock, only the crown of his member occasionally peeked out from her cleavage. And when it did, it was greeted with a kiss from Emma’s soft, plush lips.
At this rate, it didn’t take long before Andy felt his climax coming closer and closer. Yet he desperately tried to hold it off, wanting to enjoy the sensation of his mother’s huge, heavy breasts wrapped around his dick a little longer. So he grabbed the armrests of the chair he was sitting on so tightly that his knuckles turned white, grunting and groaning in pleasure as his mother jerked him off with her big, soft tits. Yet despite trying to fight his orgasm, precum had already started to flow from his cumslit. Lubricating both his shaft and the valley between Emma’s boobs even further.
‘M-Mom! Slow down.’ Andy begged.
‘Sorry, sweetheart. But Mommy wants her dessert!’ Emma replied with a teasing smile.
Fortunately, Emma didn’t have to wait long for her “dessert”. Andy hit his climax with an outcry of pleasure, which was immediately followed by thick, sticky white ropes of spunk exploding from Emma’s cleavage coating the top of her bosom, as well as the underside of her face. With a grin Emma released her breasts and scooped up some of her son’s cum with a finger, which she sucked clean with a soft moan.
‘Still so thick even though you came twice earlier today? You sure know how to make your mother feel wanted, don’t you?’ Emma mused with a giggle.
‘W-well, yeah…’ Andy replied with some embarrassment as he motioned at his still erect cock.
‘Aren’t you a good son?’ Emma mused as she got to her feet, showing off a large, damp spot that had formed on the crotch of her shorts in the process. But to Andy’s surprise, his mother walked away. Stepping off of the patio and into the grassy garden.
Andy got up to follow her, though he was slow and awkward due to the way his member was sticking up. Emma heard him approach and looked over her shoulder at her son, before winking and slowly tugging down her shorts. Andy gulped as the shapely halves of his mother’s butt came into view, and his erect dick gave a sharp twitch when she suddenly dropped to her hands and knees while sticking her rump in the air. Her snatch was swollen and darkened with arousal, strings of lubrication hanging from her plump labia.
Emma simply waited and said nothing, hoping that her son would understand the invitation. Of course Andy immediately did, and without hesitation the young man jumped off the patio, landing almost directly behind his mother. After which he stepped forwards, grabbed Emma’s broad, motherly hips with both hands and slipped his prick into her hot, warm depths. Andy groaned as the folds of his mother’s twat tightened around his shaft and in turn his grip on Emma’s hips turned stronger as he forced his hips forwards.
A high pitched moan passed Emma’s lips as Andy’s dick pushed farther into her hot cunt, sending small sparks of pleasure up her spine. It was nothing compared to what came next, however. As soon as Andy bottomed out, he quickly pulled his hips back. Emma moaned in disappointment and her slit clenched as if trying to keep Andy from pulling out, but did not succeed. Of course Andy was quick to slide his prick back into his mother’s depths. He continued to do this and at first his pace was slow and awkward, but his thrusts quickly turned fast and confident.
Before Emma knew it, her body was being shoved back and forth by her short son. His strength made stars appear in front of her eyes without having to look up at the sky, while the grass underneath her grew damp with her juices. Emma also became aware of blades of grass tickling her sensitive nipples and cum coated breasts, slowly but surely the sensation started to coax milk from her thick nipples.
‘Ah…what a waste.’ Emma mumbled as she watched her breastmilk water the grass, her mind assaulted by pleasure as her son continued to violate her twat.
Emma’s mind was starting to go blank, but she knew from the pressure forming in the pit of her stomach that she was getting close to her orgasm. ‘Baby…’ she tried, but Andy wasn’t listening. Beads of sweat ran down his forehead and he held on to his mother’s hips as if his life depended on it, his eyes glued to Emma’s dripping slit. When she tried to open her mouth again, a climax hit Emma like a freight train and the only sound she managed to make was a strangled gasp as her arms lost strength and her upper body fell forwards into the grass.
‘M-Mom?’ Andy muttered as the pink folds of Emma’s slit suddenly wrapped around his shaft like a silken vice, making it almost impossible for him to keep moving.
But Emma wasn’t listening to her son, pleasure was overwhelming her brain as she lied there in the grass, her upper body giving the occasional twitch while her juices drooled from her climaxing cunny and beads of milk continued to flow from her breasts. Despite that, her twat which was holding onto her son’s cock so tightly still seemed to try and milk it by clenching or twitching every now and then. Luckily for Andy, it seemed to be just enough to set him off. Andy hit his orgasm with a grunt and thick, sticky ropes of hot cum were blasted into his mother’s pink depths.
Emma became aware of the warm, white seed filling her up and she gave a weak, approving moan in response.
Once the respective climaxes of both Davidsons’ came to an end, Emma’s lower body collapsed as well and her son fell on top of her, his softening dick still inside of her. Mother and son enjoyed each other’s body for a while, saying nothing as Andy’s excess seed escaped Emma’s still twitching cunt. Before anyone could speak however, they both became aware of the sound of a car pulling up.
‘Oh shit…’ Emma started.
‘The couch!’ Andy yelled, finishing his mother’s sentence.
Both of the Davidsons’ got up, scrambling to make themselves presentable and find their clothes. Either to try and cover the stain like before, or to run away. Before they had a chance to do this however, the sound of the front door closing rang through the house which was soon followed by an outcry from Gina.
‘What the hell happened to my couch!? Andy! Emma! Get in here, now!’ she shouted.
THE END