Within a few seconds the frenzied fog of sexual arousal clouded his brain even more completely than before. He opened his eyes and drank in the sight of the divine, lingerie clad Goddess that was his Mother. Between seeing that vision and feeling the weight of a woman’s body upon his for the first time, Toby was utterly consumed by desire.
“That’s my good boy,” his Mother’s voice was now so angelic it didn’t even sound real anymore “you know good boys get rewards don’t you?”
His face covered in a mindless grin, Toby nodded slowly.
“Well, don’t you want yours?”
Without waiting for him to reply she reached behind her back, unhooked her bra and let it fall away. Her heavy breasts fell free and now hung just inches from Toby’s face. For a boy who’d never seen a pair of tits outside porn in his life, the sight took his breath away. Utterly transfixed, he watched his Mother cup her breasts in her hands and push them together, tweaking her nipples and biting her lip seductively
“You like Mommy’s big, bouncy tits don’t you? I’ve seen you peeping, always trying to look down Mommy’s top! Do you want to touch them? Do you want to feel them in your mouth?”
Again Toby could only nod deliriously through his drug induced haze, barely able to believe this was happening.
“Then say it,” she ordered “say ‘I want to suck on Mommy’s big, juicy tits!”
“I-I want to suck in Mommy’s big, juicy tits,” he parroted mindlessly.
“Go on then you filthy boy, suck Mommy’s tits! You know it’s what you’ve always wanted and now Mommy’s going to let you.”
Placing a guiding hand on the back of his head, Toby’s Mother brought him into her heavy chest and pushed her breast into his eager mouth. From the moment Toby felt her nipple harden under his tongue, he was driven to a state of ecstasy he had never experienced before. He clamped his lips around his Mother’s breast and sucked like his life depended on it. Meanwhile his Mother, seeing her son lost in his own little world of pleasure at her breast, took his cock in her hands once more and resumed her rhythmic pumping.
“Mmmppphhh,” Toby moaned unintelligibly into his Mother’s bosom, completely overwhelmed by arousal.
“See, look how good Mommy makes you feel,” she quickened the pace of her jerking. “Why would you want to spend your time with anyone else? You see how wrong you were, thinking anyone cares about you like I do?”
Toby murmured in agreement, his response muffled by the breast filling his mouth.
“It’s alright, you’re just such a sweet, naive boy, it’s in your nature to be easily led,” she paused thoughtfully. “Perhaps it might be a good idea if you let Mommy make the decisions from now on? To keep you safe and make sure you don’t make any more silly mistakes.”
Again Toby mumbled his assent, far too preoccupied to even think about disagreeing.
“Yeah, does that sound good? Letting Mommy take control of your life? Making all those hard choices for you so you don’t have to think or worry anymore?”
With her clearly distracted son taking too long to reply, his Mother grabbed the back of his hair and jerked it back so that he was forced to meet her eyes.