This choice: She wants to know why he hasn't come around • Go Back...Chapter #4Huge Misunderstanding by: chaos   “Honestly darlin, I’m just curious why you aint been showing up lately. You know you the closest thing I got to a son and I want ya around. I get a bit lonely in this big old empty house.” Mary looked down when she finished, her big, puffy lips pouting as she felt very upset over James distancing herself from her. Her confession shocked James, who had never seen Mary as anything but a perky, party girl. He had no idea that looking after him had meant so much to her. Suddenly he felt really bad for avoiding her without saying anything.
“I’m really sorry for not visiting. I’ve just been dealing with some things that make it hard for me to see you,” James reluctantly explained, unwilling to go into too much detail. He really didn’t want to tell Mary he had been inside her, splashing around in beer and stomach acid as her belly churned all around him. It was too humiliating to admit to the woman that had practically been a second mother to him since childhood.
Unwilling to accept his vague answer, Mary leaned back and crossed her arms under her heavy chest, pushing her tits out even further. “What kinda things?”
“Just…things,” James shrugged, unable to come up with anything else. Mary didn’t seem to look satisfied as she stared hard at James. Taking his eyes off her face, his eyes had to go to the mountain-sized breasts she had pushed out towards him. He remembered being steamrolled underneath them a few times when Mary reached for something, his puny form completely buried in the jiggling flesh. Just another humiliation he suffered at the hands of the self-indulgent older women in his life.
“Oh! I know what things you’re talking about.” Looking back up, James saw Mary looking smugly down at him, her gleaming white teeth showing as she grinned widely at him. James relaxed for a second, thinking that Mary might have just gotten the hint and it was over. Then she grabbed him again, bringing him right up to her face, inches from her playful, big eyes.
“Little old James has a crush on his aunty Mary! That’s so cute!” She started to loudly laugh, her pot belly and breasts bouncing around as James got a good view deep into her hot, steamy mouth as she laughed her head off. He could see so far into her mouth that her throat was visible. Her uvula swaying wildly as her throat convulsed with her boisterous laughter. Spit sprinkled his face, making him franticly wipe it off. Her drool reeked of nicotine and fast food, just like her breath. He was freaking out being so close to her mouth, wishing Mary would just close her yap already. His wish was granted as Mary closed her mouth and puckered up. James screamed as he was pushed into her bright red, puffy lips and given the kiss of a lifetime. His head and shoulder were pulled between the cushy lips as she sucked him with a kiss. The wrinkled slabs of flesh pressed hard into his skull as saliva oozed out from the mouth, soaked his head totally in her disgusting drool. The kiss ended with a pop, James falling backwards from her lips, panting and scared as Mary beamed down at him.
“You should have just said you were attracted to little old me, James. Did you think I’d be upset or reject you? Darlin, I’ve thought you were the cutest thing for so long. I thought many a nights of taking you home and turning you into a man. If you had just told me you wanted some of this body, we coulda been doing the nasty all this time. Well, no point in waiting any longer.”
She started lowering James, but not back towards the table. Grabbing hold of his tiny body, she brought the boy to her cleavage. James’s shouted as he saw the long crevice surrounded by pasty flesh below him. Mary pushed him between her breasts easily, the hungry breasts swallowing him up with ease. He shuddered at the sensation of thousands of pounds of fatty knockers pressing in around his body, too soft to crush him, big enough to smother him. Up to his neck, he called out at Mary, who resumed smiling, clueless to how scared and freaked out he was.
“I thought you said I was like a son to you?!”
“Honey, I can love a boy in more then one way. You still my baby boy, but tonight you’re also my man. Now time for some fun with momma.” She began to move, the shaking of her breasts causing James to sink completely between her breasts, keeping him from sorting this out before it went too far. Then again, how much further could this get? Mary was ready to bang his brains out; he had gone from being her food to her sex toy.
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