Chapter 108: Growth Spurt

"Feeding you while you sat on my lap was always my intention in the first place." I said as I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her closer to me so that her ass was right on top of my crotch and the sides of her bulging chest were pressed against mine. "And why would you even think that I won't enjoy my meal when I've got such a soft and warm body to hug while I eat my dinner?"

I wrapped my hands around her so that I could feel her body's warmth and smushed my face into her overwhelming breasts, which felt like giant airbags.

"But really, though..." I said as I moved my face around her breasts and breathed in its aroma, which smelled like coco milk for some reason, as if her breast milk had spilled out into her caramel skin and combined to make that sweet smell. "Just how big are your breasts, Abi...I'm pretty sure that kids your age don't even have a fraction of what these fatty mounds possess."

I pulled my hands up from her waist and started feeling up her underboobs, which was where most of the volume of her breasts rested on. That part of her sweater was also particularly moist compared to the rest, because that's where most of the sweat from her breasts had accumulated, which left my hands covered in her body fluids even though I wanted to keep them clean for dinner.

I guess that no matter how much I try to keep myself dry when it comes to playing with my mother, her sultry body of hers would always find a way to cover me in her pheromones, no matter what I tried to do.

"Even your mother was quite normal-sized when she was your age and only hit her growth spurt when she started going to college.

But look at you having these gigantic knockers that have no place on this tiny body of yours...It's like you're trying to show off to the whole world how big your jugs are and make yourself a public attraction wherever you go." I wriggled my finger under her breasts and squeezed her gently, like I was trying to measure how much each breast weighed in my hand.

I then looked up at her panting figure, who was moving around in my arms with limpid eyes while feeling her chest groped by her son, and asked,

"Just how did your breasts get so big, Abi...Did you play with them every day so that they could get fatter and fatter as the days went by?"

Pull~

My mother pulled her sweater up to her abdomen, revealing her delicate belly button that plunged inward like a sinkhole and her tummy, which had a few fleshy flaps that stacked on top of one another because of the way she sat.

Tug~

But before she could pull her clothes any more upwards and reveal her humongous breasts to me, which would surely push and collide onto my chest if they were released, I quickly pulled her sweater down and said,

"I'll definitely have a bite of your tiny nipples, Abi, and leave them cold and completely covered in my saliva..."

I then scooped a spoonful of beef stew and brought it towards my mother's mouth.

"...But before that, have a taste of this stew you made and tell me what it tastes like. I'm pretty sure you're hungry after this long night, so I'll let you have the first bite."

My mother didn't understand why I was denying her advances when I was a pervert who craved after my mother's body more than anything in the world. But since she got to have her son spoon-feed her, which was something she always dreamed of happening, she let go of her sweater and accepted my offering of food with a satisfied look on her face.

I also heaved a sigh of relief seeing that she was happily relishing the taste of the stew she made, like she was currently the happiest girl in the world right now who had everything she had ever wanted since I didn't know if I would be able to control myself if her knockers came out and into the open.

Who knows if I would just start slurping on her breasts all night long and completely forget about the request given, which would lead me to turning into fertiliser for the fields like the God Ivanova said?