"Hmm..." Miriam slightly wiggled on your lap while making sure her bikini top was put on correctly. She then stood up, which, for a second time, brought her massive ass to your face's level, in fact, you were less than an inch away from it. Seeing it from so up close was quite intimidating... if she wanted to, she could make your face disappear in there.
"Well, I'll be trusting your judgement" She said with a giggle "I really hope I don't become a laughing stock in this"
You weren't even sure where she got that idea from. Even though she was, much to your own chagrin to admit, outrageously thick, she didn't really have any notable cellulite on her. One could still argue she was chubby and had a fat butt & chest, but none of those were bad-looking on her. On top of that, she had a pretty youthful look, just by seeing her, you wouldn't able to tell whether she was 20 or 25, but you definitely knew older women who couldn't even look half as good even if they really tried to, objectively speaking.
You were also vaguely aware that whenever she went out, she drew looks both from guys/men and from girls/women, but it appears that your mom misunderstood the latter, those were looks of envy, not the kind of look they'd give a woman they'd consider uglier than themselves. Though to be fair, you only really began to notice and learned about it from Sheila, who taught you about it. In fact, and most embarrassingly for you, when she went out with you and nobody else, you were often mistaken for a couple, which your mom always found cute and hilarious, though, thinking back about it, it seemed that she took those as mere flattery or jokes.
A few times you were mistaken for her brother, but more often than not you were believed to be her boyfriend. Those were the times you wished for the earth to split up and swallow you down to make you disappear. It was also one of the main reasons for which you preferred for your father or even Ariadne to come at school for parent-teacher things.
"I guess Sheila's just messing around when she says my butt keeps getting fatter" She laughed, lightly patting it, and you couldn't help but observe how her jiggly flesh rippled and how those waves of extremely soft, squishy fat traveled across the round expanse that was her cheek until they eventually dissipated. You shuddered, though you didn't know exactly why.
"Anyway, I guess that means we're pretty much all set! I'll just put on some clothes on top of this and we'll be ready to go"
Thankfully, your assistance was not required, though you stayed in her room while she dressed in the bathroom to help pack her stuff, she'd be taking a bunch of towels, some sunblock and a pair of flip-flops. You chuckled, in most other Latina moms' hands, those were a terrifying weapon, one that struck fear into the hearts of countless children, but you'd never really had to suffer the wrath of the mighty chancla. So, for you, they were a harmless piece of footwear at most. Still, when you picked them up, you could almost feel a certain surge of power in them.
A couple of minutes later, your mom came out of her bathroom, dressed for the beach, and you were once more subjected to her nearly unrestrained motherly affection, which was to be expected since it had been a long time since she'd seen you that she wasn't completely drained from her job. She hugged you tightly and kissed you on the cheek a few times while on your way out. Those always made you blush and feel tingly all over on the inside, though it was a completely different feeling from what you got when it was Sheila, Lulu or Lillian showing you affection.
You walked out of the house, with her still having an arm wrapped around your neck, which you didn't mind so much when you were at home, but you felt like it would be bad for you to be seen in public like this... you didn't care all that much for your social standing per se, but if you were seen as a momma's boy, your chances with Jen, or any girl for that matter, might be completely doomed... Yet, you couldn't bring yourself to asking her to let go, you knew very well that she just cherished her time with you, and you didn't have the heart to make her feel sad.
Soon, you arrived to Lillian's house, where both Lillian and Jen were just finishing putting their stuff in the car's trunk. When they saw you, they happily greeted you and you couldn't help but feel deeply embarrassed, timidly waving at them while your mom gave them a more enthusiastic greeting. She then asked you to put your things and hers in the trunk before gesturing at the girls to follow her, walking out of your earshot distance.
"I've got a pretty good guess on what you two must be thinking right now" Miriam said with a smug smile, which surprised both girls, even Lillian, who usually stayed chill through most teasing. Jen blushed really hard and looked away.
"Girls, I'm not here as a chaperone" She said in a more casual, relaxed tone, crossing her arms over her large chest.
"H-Huh?!" Jen was the most surprised out of the duo, but Lillian too was thrown off.
"What you heard. I'm just on vacation and I wanted to have fun at the beach, that's why I'm tagging along... but..." She then leant closer to the two and lowered her voice to a whisper.
"I know that you two are after him..."
It was a rare sight to see Lillian blush all the way to tomato red, but both girls achieved that tone after hearing Miriam's remark.
"I don't mind... I may have my own opinions, but I'm not gonna interfere" She added, still whispering.
"M-Mrs. Santos, there's no way I... uh... I mean..." Jen tried to interject, but her nervousness quickly overwhelmed her and she couldn't form any coherent thoughts, she was too shocked by sheer embarrassment.
"We're not treating Blaise like some trophy to be won, it's what she was trying to say" Lillian sighed, she was heavily blushing, but she was able to put her thoughts in order.
"Lillian!" Jen angrily whispered to her.
"As much as I'd like to look like, I wasn't born yesterday sweetie" Miriam teased her
"I know... A mother always knows... and I'm not even mad... been there, done that..." She chuckled
"My point is, whatever happens or doesn't happen will be up to you..." She then said.
"And... if you wanna give me grandchildren, at least wait until you guys graduate from highschool" She winked, making both girls nearly faint from the blood rush that went to their heads, rendering the rest of their bodies paler than usual. Miriam however enjoyed a hearty laugh and patted their backs.
"Now, now, let's not worry about unnecessary things, the plan for today is to have fun, isn't it?" She said and the two girls meekly nodded. Miriam went to see you near the back of the car, leaving the two girls to recover.
"Lillian, what the hell was that?!" Jen angrily whispered to her.
"It was useless, Jen, she knows... she's known for who-knows-how-long..." Lillian shrugged.
"But that means we both made a terrible impression! Me specially!"
"Nah. Blaise's mom wasn't threatening us or anything, I guess she just wanted to uh, put the cards on the table..." She said, scratching her head.
"In any case, that means the rest of our plans are unaffected" Lillian said, teasingly wiggling her eyebrows.
"I wonder whose bikini he will like the best" She chuckled
"Or the better question would be... whose body he will like the best..." She said as she sensually swayed her enormous hips.
"Well, I've got you beat up here" Jen pointed at her chest as she tried to give Lillian a smug look of her own, though she didn't completely pull it off, she was still reeling from Miriam's teasing.
"Bold of you to assume those will trump these" Lillian then turned around, her red booty shorts were so small on her that they looked like they were painted on, and only made her massive behind look even larger.
"Lemme tell you a little something I learned some time ago..." She said "I read that guys subconsciously go for girls that resemble their moms in some way... guess who of us got that bonus" Lillian enjoyed a smug laugh as both she and Jen looked at Miriam, the resemblance in body type was more than obvious, much to Jen's annoyance.
Meanwhile, you finished putting your stuff and your mom's in the trunk and closed it. You saw that your mom took the girls somewhere a bit farther away from the car to have some kind of talk, but God knows what the hell she'd tell them. Hopefully nothing too embarrassing about you, you prayed. Shortly after, the girls came back and you all entered the car. Miriam volunteered to drive, and, as some stuff was placed on the copilot seat, you and the girls would have to go in the back.
Before you knew it, Lillian was already sitting on one side and Jen prompted you to go sit in the middle, with her sitting right next to you on the opposite side. Feeling both of their big butts pressing into your hips was something out of this world to you, your nervous system was going mad, like it was the 4th of July on all of your nerves, but you still somehow managed to keep it together and maintain a straight face. As both girls took quite a considerable bit of room, they shifted on their seat and ended up partially sitting on your legs, each girl on one. Your face was so red you wondered if you'd faint from lack of blood flow to the rest of your body, and worst (or best) of all, it didn't even seem like the girls noticed. This was going to be a long ride to the beach...
"Well, I'll be trusting your judgement" She said with a giggle "I really hope I don't become a laughing stock in this"
You weren't even sure where she got that idea from. Even though she was, much to your own chagrin to admit, outrageously thick, she didn't really have any notable cellulite on her. One could still argue she was chubby and had a fat butt & chest, but none of those were bad-looking on her. On top of that, she had a pretty youthful look, just by seeing her, you wouldn't able to tell whether she was 20 or 25, but you definitely knew older women who couldn't even look half as good even if they really tried to, objectively speaking.
You were also vaguely aware that whenever she went out, she drew looks both from guys/men and from girls/women, but it appears that your mom misunderstood the latter, those were looks of envy, not the kind of look they'd give a woman they'd consider uglier than themselves. Though to be fair, you only really began to notice and learned about it from Sheila, who taught you about it. In fact, and most embarrassingly for you, when she went out with you and nobody else, you were often mistaken for a couple, which your mom always found cute and hilarious, though, thinking back about it, it seemed that she took those as mere flattery or jokes.
A few times you were mistaken for her brother, but more often than not you were believed to be her boyfriend. Those were the times you wished for the earth to split up and swallow you down to make you disappear. It was also one of the main reasons for which you preferred for your father or even Ariadne to come at school for parent-teacher things.
"I guess Sheila's just messing around when she says my butt keeps getting fatter" She laughed, lightly patting it, and you couldn't help but observe how her jiggly flesh rippled and how those waves of extremely soft, squishy fat traveled across the round expanse that was her cheek until they eventually dissipated. You shuddered, though you didn't know exactly why.
"Anyway, I guess that means we're pretty much all set! I'll just put on some clothes on top of this and we'll be ready to go"
Thankfully, your assistance was not required, though you stayed in her room while she dressed in the bathroom to help pack her stuff, she'd be taking a bunch of towels, some sunblock and a pair of flip-flops. You chuckled, in most other Latina moms' hands, those were a terrifying weapon, one that struck fear into the hearts of countless children, but you'd never really had to suffer the wrath of the mighty chancla. So, for you, they were a harmless piece of footwear at most. Still, when you picked them up, you could almost feel a certain surge of power in them.
A couple of minutes later, your mom came out of her bathroom, dressed for the beach, and you were once more subjected to her nearly unrestrained motherly affection, which was to be expected since it had been a long time since she'd seen you that she wasn't completely drained from her job. She hugged you tightly and kissed you on the cheek a few times while on your way out. Those always made you blush and feel tingly all over on the inside, though it was a completely different feeling from what you got when it was Sheila, Lulu or Lillian showing you affection.
You walked out of the house, with her still having an arm wrapped around your neck, which you didn't mind so much when you were at home, but you felt like it would be bad for you to be seen in public like this... you didn't care all that much for your social standing per se, but if you were seen as a momma's boy, your chances with Jen, or any girl for that matter, might be completely doomed... Yet, you couldn't bring yourself to asking her to let go, you knew very well that she just cherished her time with you, and you didn't have the heart to make her feel sad.
Soon, you arrived to Lillian's house, where both Lillian and Jen were just finishing putting their stuff in the car's trunk. When they saw you, they happily greeted you and you couldn't help but feel deeply embarrassed, timidly waving at them while your mom gave them a more enthusiastic greeting. She then asked you to put your things and hers in the trunk before gesturing at the girls to follow her, walking out of your earshot distance.
"I've got a pretty good guess on what you two must be thinking right now" Miriam said with a smug smile, which surprised both girls, even Lillian, who usually stayed chill through most teasing. Jen blushed really hard and looked away.
"Girls, I'm not here as a chaperone" She said in a more casual, relaxed tone, crossing her arms over her large chest.
"H-Huh?!" Jen was the most surprised out of the duo, but Lillian too was thrown off.
"What you heard. I'm just on vacation and I wanted to have fun at the beach, that's why I'm tagging along... but..." She then leant closer to the two and lowered her voice to a whisper.
"I know that you two are after him..."
It was a rare sight to see Lillian blush all the way to tomato red, but both girls achieved that tone after hearing Miriam's remark.
"I don't mind... I may have my own opinions, but I'm not gonna interfere" She added, still whispering.
"M-Mrs. Santos, there's no way I... uh... I mean..." Jen tried to interject, but her nervousness quickly overwhelmed her and she couldn't form any coherent thoughts, she was too shocked by sheer embarrassment.
"We're not treating Blaise like some trophy to be won, it's what she was trying to say" Lillian sighed, she was heavily blushing, but she was able to put her thoughts in order.
"Lillian!" Jen angrily whispered to her.
"As much as I'd like to look like, I wasn't born yesterday sweetie" Miriam teased her
"I know... A mother always knows... and I'm not even mad... been there, done that..." She chuckled
"My point is, whatever happens or doesn't happen will be up to you..." She then said.
"And... if you wanna give me grandchildren, at least wait until you guys graduate from highschool" She winked, making both girls nearly faint from the blood rush that went to their heads, rendering the rest of their bodies paler than usual. Miriam however enjoyed a hearty laugh and patted their backs.
"Now, now, let's not worry about unnecessary things, the plan for today is to have fun, isn't it?" She said and the two girls meekly nodded. Miriam went to see you near the back of the car, leaving the two girls to recover.
"Lillian, what the hell was that?!" Jen angrily whispered to her.
"It was useless, Jen, she knows... she's known for who-knows-how-long..." Lillian shrugged.
"But that means we both made a terrible impression! Me specially!"
"Nah. Blaise's mom wasn't threatening us or anything, I guess she just wanted to uh, put the cards on the table..." She said, scratching her head.
"In any case, that means the rest of our plans are unaffected" Lillian said, teasingly wiggling her eyebrows.
"I wonder whose bikini he will like the best" She chuckled
"Or the better question would be... whose body he will like the best..." She said as she sensually swayed her enormous hips.
"Well, I've got you beat up here" Jen pointed at her chest as she tried to give Lillian a smug look of her own, though she didn't completely pull it off, she was still reeling from Miriam's teasing.
"Bold of you to assume those will trump these" Lillian then turned around, her red booty shorts were so small on her that they looked like they were painted on, and only made her massive behind look even larger.
"Lemme tell you a little something I learned some time ago..." She said "I read that guys subconsciously go for girls that resemble their moms in some way... guess who of us got that bonus" Lillian enjoyed a smug laugh as both she and Jen looked at Miriam, the resemblance in body type was more than obvious, much to Jen's annoyance.
Meanwhile, you finished putting your stuff and your mom's in the trunk and closed it. You saw that your mom took the girls somewhere a bit farther away from the car to have some kind of talk, but God knows what the hell she'd tell them. Hopefully nothing too embarrassing about you, you prayed. Shortly after, the girls came back and you all entered the car. Miriam volunteered to drive, and, as some stuff was placed on the copilot seat, you and the girls would have to go in the back.
Before you knew it, Lillian was already sitting on one side and Jen prompted you to go sit in the middle, with her sitting right next to you on the opposite side. Feeling both of their big butts pressing into your hips was something out of this world to you, your nervous system was going mad, like it was the 4th of July on all of your nerves, but you still somehow managed to keep it together and maintain a straight face. As both girls took quite a considerable bit of room, they shifted on their seat and ended up partially sitting on your legs, each girl on one. Your face was so red you wondered if you'd faint from lack of blood flow to the rest of your body, and worst (or best) of all, it didn't even seem like the girls noticed. This was going to be a long ride to the beach...
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May 12, 2023
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