My Pregnant Mom

My Pregnant Mom While we were a nice church-going Christian family, we weren't necessarily prudish or uncomfortable when it came to nudity. We had seen various family members in all kinds of different states of undress, probably just like any other family would. While I was the oldest son, in my late teens, I was still rather naive about a lot of things as far as sex was concerned. Kind of a late bloomer, I never really had a lot of pubic or chest hair, and to this day I still shave whatever little tuft of hair I have left down there. With 3 younger brothers and 2 younger sisters, it was sort of routine to see one or more of them naked at some time or another. It kinda bothered me my family had more hair down there than I did... With my parents it was a bit different, while they never paraded around naked, although I did have lots of opportunities to see them dressing or undressing for whatever reason. I never paid much attention to it until after I discovered masturbation. Once I realized what was going on down there, it became a constant source of infatuation as I used every opportunity to discover not only myself, but what this thing called an orgasm was all about. Mom and Dad never explained the birds and bees to me, but I was street-smart enough to begin figuring it out. Once I had a car and my drivers license things came to me fast and furious, as now the opposite sex started to mean much more in my life. Living in close quarters in a family with 6 kids and only 4 bedrooms meant a lot of sharing as well as a lot of scenarios where people were naked. We had 2 bathrooms but one was very tiny upstairs with only a toilet and a sink. The downstairs main bathroom was rather large, with a toilet, sink bath as well as a separate shower area at the end of the bathtub. Plus it had all the closets and clothes hampers one might find in a bathroom. The rest of the house was comfortable, but not spacious by any means. Bathroom time was scarce. Apparently my mom and dad were rather prolific, I was a late teenager and my mom was pregnant with my littlest sister. I forget exactly how far along she was, but it had to be at least 7 months or so. She had a huge belly and her boobs were enormous. The baby was kicking all the time, you could see it thru my moms clothes and she would always offer for us to feel it if we wanted. I would always take up the offer, as this fascinated me and I never turned down a chance to look down her shirt to see her boobs, even if she did have a bra on. She went around bra-less a lot, as most didn't fit her well and we weren't rich by any means for her to buy new clothes every time she got pregnant. She was huge, and you could tell it was starting to wear thin on her, as her back was always hurting and generally needed help getting up and down. We did as much as she asked, and never let her do too much when she was really tired. She would complain a lot about my dad, but that was normal for her. She would sit in the tub and take long baths when her back hurt, we all just chalked it up to something we could let her do to feel better, so we didn't bother her at all when she went off to take a bath. So one evening, after dinner and my homework was finished, I go upstairs to use the bathroom because my mom is in the bathtub again. No big deal, except for the fact that my brother is in the small upstairs bathroom, and I could smell he was dumping a large stinky one. Having to do the same, I run back downstairs and knock on the door and ask my mom if I can come in and make a poop. This wasn't the typical scenario, but my brothers and sisters did this all the time. I really had to go... I opened the door and when I closed it there she was, huge belly and giant boobs sticking up out of the water. "hurry up' she says, 'I am busy here.' She made no effort to cover herself, she never did. "ooh, the baby is kicking again' she says, 'want to feel it?' Like every other time, I said OK, so I walked over and bent down to feel her belly, and sure as shit, the kid was going nuts. Must have been the warmth of the tub water or something. But then I couldn't help but notice my mom, rubbing her nipple, back and forth as I felt the baby kick. 'No more after this one' she said. '6 is enough. I don't think I can take it anymore...' I said we are running out of bedrooms, and went to sit on the toilet, as I really need to drop a load... It was difficult to try and hide my obvious erection, but I pulled my pants down rather quickly and sat down. I couldn't see my mom's face as I sat there, a clothes hamper was in the way. But I could see her big boobs and her belly clearly. I don't think she could see me or my hardon I kept trying to shove down between my legs, but it didn't matter, as I finally let go with a huge log. As I sat there, relieved from the bowel pressure, I noticed my mom playing with her other nipple. I think she thought I couldn't see because of the hamper, but it was obvious she had some sort of problem or something I didn't quite understand. She would pull it and it would get over an inch or so long, with the dark red aereolas straining to hold in all that boob flesh. This was driving me nuts, my mom not more than a few fee away, pulling her nipple and washing her bush. Or so I thought. She did this for a while, and then she bent forward and looked at me, and asked if I had any hair down there yet. 'A little' I said, and she sat back, this time pulling on the other nipple closest to me. I think she was masturbating, but I didn't know for sure and really couldn't tell because I had never seen that thing before. After all, I had just discovered it myself. She was trying to be discreet, but I could see what was going on. I reached down between my legs, and started to stroke myself, so that she couldn't see. I came almost immediately as she started to pull on both nipples at the same time. I squirted 5 or 6 streams into the toilet, and then started to pray that my erection would subside. I mean after all, how would I ever get my pants pulled up with a huge hardon? I finished up, stood up and turned around so she couldn't see as I stuffed my cock back into my pants. She said 'She is kicking again, wanna see?' And I said yes as always, and walked over. I looked down and noticed her nipples were still stretched out long and hard, even more so than the fake nipple on a baby bottle. One was much bigger than the other it seemed, but she made no effort to hide it as I reached down and laid my hand on her belly. My arm was pressing her nipple closest to me and it looked like she squirmed a bit when I touched it. It felt like an eternity as I removed my hand and my mom laid back to relax a bit more. Had she just come in front of me? How would I know? I do know I just squirted with her in the same room, and I had hoped she didn't notice. It certainly didn't take long for me, and I wonder if she even realized I was watching her. Anyway, I felt my erection returning and I knew it was time to run. More in the continuing saga at a later date...