God of Milfs: The Gods Request Me To Make a Milf Harem

"No, no, there isn't such a bizarre tradition in Alabama..." I said while staring at her deep cleavage below that looked like a ravine full of coconut milk, which moved in waves whenever she changed the position of her hands that were holding her two juicy fruits. "...That's just something I had asked my mother to help me out with, which she did."

"Help you out, as in learning how to take off a girl's bra?" She looked up at me with a peculiar smile on her face, like she was asking, 'Now just why do you want to know that?'.

"Well, embarrassing as it was, I was also a kid who had just started puberty and wanted to know how to deal with a girl's underwear if there ever came a time where I would need that knowledge so that I didn't mess up.

And the first person I thought of at that time and asked was my mother herself, who definitely knew the answer since she had been wearing a bra her whole life and surely knew how to take off one." I said in a bashful manner and looked away, to which Camila smiled like she found the behaviour of my younger self to be quite cute.

"If I had asked that same question to my mom, and she wasn't from Alabama and was raised in a normal place, she would've probably just scolded me and asked me to talk about that sort of stuff with my dad." I said to which Camila agreed, also not knowing what she would do if her daughter asked a similar question.

"But because my mother was born and bred in Sweet Home Alabama, that allowed us to have a 'close bond' between one another, my mother immediately accepted my request, like she saw it as her baby's cry for help regarding women, and helped me by holding those practice sessions late at night."

"So you're telling me that your mother just decided to help you herself without even thinking about the consequences that came with it?" She said in a hesitant manner as her face slowly flushed red, like she didn't know how to approach the query in her head without making it awkward and felt embarrassed talking to me about it.

"...L-Like for example, the fact that she would be exposing her private parts to her son if she were to help you in such a 'personal' manner."

Camila's back was steaming hot like she just came out of a warm sauna, and sweat was starting to form on the back of her burning neck after asking such a steamy question about my relationship with my mother that was borderline taboo no matter how she thought about it, which her pure, innocent heart couldn't handle at all.

"...Oh yeah, I did see my mother's naked breasts, which were hanging down all the time while we had those sessions, as there was no way I could not see those gigantic brown knockers of hers since they were swinging around everywhere and obstructing my sight with their sheer size." I vividly described what I saw, which made Camila visibly gulp as she thought of my naked mother in that room with me, without a cloth on her top and exposing her beautiful stacks to me.

And to my pleasant surprise, she also let both of her coral pink nipples slip out from in between her fingers and let me see them in their glory again.

And because I was enjoying seeing her get so hot and bothered about my relationship with my mother; which was honestly surprising since I didn't expect her to be a person who got off to forbidden relationships like a middle school girl that was discovering erotica for the first time, I continued saying,

"...And not only did I just see my mother's tits, I also felt them up in my hand a couple of times whenever I tried to put her bra on, since her breasts were so big that I always had to push them into her cup before fastening the strap on her back."

"I remember pushing all that fat into that tiny bra of hers so many times that I can actually still feel the sensation of her hard nipples scraping against my palm from all those long bra strapping sessions..." I said while holding up my hand, like I was trying to show Camila where my mother's nipples carressed me when I put on her bra for her, which made Camila's entire body shiver like she felt a chilly sensation flowing through her body.

And especially made her ass twitch violently, which I could feel on my lap in the form of jelly-like vibrations.

"...But at the end of the day, it didn't really matter if I had seen her bare breasts or not, since I had already seen my mother's naked body so many times before that I couldn't even keep a count of them all." I said like it wasn't really a big deal, that I had played around with my mother's breast in the middle of the night, while my father was sleeping in the room next door.

"...Where did you see your mother naked before that? D-Did she show it to you after you asked for another 'favour' from her?" Camila was struggling to speak since her breathing was all messed up. But still managed to ask her doubt, since she wanted to know more about the debaucherous things I had done with my mother.

"I guess the most number of times I have seen her naked was when we had baths together and wiped each other off in the shower, so that we could clean every nook and cranny of her body from each other's bodies..." Her nipples, which were still in between her fingers, had become so hard after what I had to say that they were starting to bud out of her fingers and growing bigger by the second, like they were preparing to be sucked on.

"B-Both of you take baths together as well?" She asked as she looked up at me with limpid eyes, surprised and also a bit aroused that the boy she fell for had such an intimate relationship with his own mother.

"Of course we do, since it helps in cleaning up places on our body that we wouldn't have been able to reach before." I said as a matter of fact.

"W-What parts of each other's bodies did you exactly wash that you couldn't clean yourself?" Camila asked in trepidation as she exposed more of her breasts and revealed the edges of her areola, which were bright pink in colour, like all the blood in her body was rushing to her breasts after how excited she was right now.

"Well, for me, I would usually just rub her back since she can't really reach her hands back there, and then I would go down to her butt, spread them wide open, and clean up the insides of her cheeks since my mother wants her asshole to be as clean as possible and uses her son to assist her in doing so..." I said, which made Camila's eyes tremble in electrifying arousal at just how deep I was feeling up my mother's body and made her heart rate spike to the limit, like she was having a heart attack.