The white towel fell down, and my mother's naked brown body was shown to everyone in the kitchen.
and Camila had already seen her naked at least once in our lives, so both of us had so resistance to the allure of my mother's curvy figure, even though Camila was still fascinated by the sight she was seeing like it was God's personal creation.
But Bella, on the other hand, was seeing my mother's voluptuous body for the first ti and looked like she was going to faint with all the blood that was rushing to her head after seeing what the true aning of having a plump and sexy body was.
Massive breasts that looked like there were two whole cooked briskets hanging from her chest and little purple nipples to top it off. A booty so fat that it made her wonder how she could walk around while carrying all that at behind her. A waist so slim that it made no sense with regard to the rest of her curvy body and plump thighs that jiggled where ever she walked.
Not to ntion her pussy that looked like a purple flower that was opened up to reveal its fleshy insides and the little brownish bush on top that was neatly trimd.
It was no wonder that Bella, who was usually so confident about herself and her own appearance, was currently feeling insecure about her own figure, and she started to wonder if there was ever a day where she could match up to the assets my mother had.
Bella was srised by my mother's entire figure, but since her bulging breasts were the part that were sticking out the most, she ended up staring at her chest in a daze, which led her to say sothing rather surprising.
"Mommy..."
Bella uttered, not to her, an actual mother on the side, but to the big-breasted lady in front of her.
Camila was thrown off by this comnt, as she had never even heard her call her that in the years that she had raised her, and she was in disbelief that she wasn't the first person her daughter would call such a term.
My mother, on the other hand, forgot all the embarrassnt she was feeling from being stared down while being naked and was elated that she got to hear soone call her 'Mommy', which was sothing she desired to call her for a long ti.
"Oh my, Bella~ To be called Mommy by you, what an honour~" My mother went forward and held onto Bella's hands in a warm manner, while Bella continued to stare at her breasts that were swinging around.
She then insisted, saying, "Even though I may not be the mother who birthed you, you can feel free to call 'Mommy' whenever you want, Bella, as it gives the greatest joy to see that such an adorable little girl thinks of as her mother~"
"N-No, I'm sorry, Auntie...I didn't an to call you that at all." Bella apologised in a fluster after realising her mistake. She then honestly continued explaining as she stared at my mother's milkers, "It's just that when I saw how big your b-breasts were, a-almost as if they had a gallon of milk stored inside, I just unconsciously called you that word."
I nodded my head as I totally understood why Bella reacted that way.
Breasts that were overflowing with milk were one of the key characteristics that one would think of in a mother of a newborn child. So when Bella saw my mother's jugs that were the epito of motherhood, it made her go back to the ti she was breastfed by her own mother and made her end up referring to her that way.
"Oh no, you don't need to apologise, dear." My mother said with a bright smile on her face, rejoicing at how she had gained a new daughter today. She then looked at and said, "Kafi here doesn't call 'Mommy' no matter how many tis I insist him to do so, since he gets all embarrassed about such matters.
So to hear that word co from soone else close to fills my heart with joy and satisfaction."
"...I also always thought of my overly large breasts as a hindrance. But if it has an effect on making a cute girl like you call 'Mommy', then I don't think I mind these useless mounds of flesh after all."
My mother joked as she jiggled her breasts around with her hands, which made Bella pray to the Gods up above to bless her with even half of what my mother possessed in the future.
"Bella, your actual mother here also has rather large breasts, as you can see."
Camila suddenly said in a chilly tone, almost as if she didn't like the way the conversation was going, and all of a sudden she let go of her towel as well, which revealed her naked body. She then continued saying, as she eyed her daughter with a slightly scary look on her face,
"So why is it that you call Abi, Mommy, and never in your life have you once called that sa word?...Tell , my sweet daughter, Bella, why is that?"
Two snow white bunnies that looked like they had spent all winter eating with how fat they were and nipples that were as pink as her tender pussy. A pair of pale mounds behind her that had a hint of blush on them and were just as big as my mother's. And finally, a gorgeous face that belonged to that of an ice queen who ruled the artic landscape.
Camila also decided to get naked as well since she couldn't handle her overwhelming jealousy at how her daughter was treating her little sister, like she was more of her mother than herself, and wanted to know why only my mother got such a privilege when she too had a figure that wasn't too far from my mother's.
This ant that there were currently two ladies whose beauty and allure could bring down kingdoms: one having coffee-coloured skin like she was the princess of the sandy deserts, while the other looked like a pale queen that had never even felt the touch of sunlight on her skin.
Not to ntion that both of them were fully naked, not even having a sliver of clothing on them, and were completely exposed to the extent that anyone could see their slightly wet pussies and their hard nipples if they were to enter the kitchen at the mont.
All I could say was, Glory to the one who created won, as there truly wouldn't be a reason to live in this cruel world without them.
"My, my, Camila...There's no need for you to get so angry just because Bella called 'Mommy' and not you." My mother said with a teasing smile on her face as she pulled the slightly frightened Bella into her embrace, which basically ant that she was stuffing Bella's face into her breasts.
She then gently patted Bella's head and continued saying in a soothing voice, "I an, just look at the poor thing...She looks petrified with the way you're staring at her like you're going to eat her up when you get back ho."
Bella's face couldn't even be seen to know if she was truly scared or not, as it was buried in the sea of fat, which were my mother's honkers. And judging by how Bella's body beca all loose once it entered the deep ravine, it seed like Bella was in quite the comfortable position.
"But Abi..." Camila said while biting her lips, unable to witness the sight of her own daughter getting seduced by soone else so blantantly. "...Don't you think that it's a bit too cruel to hear your own child refer to soone else so affectionately when all you've ever heard them call you your whole life is such dry terms like 'mom', like they were only doing so out of courtesy."
"Just think about what you would feel if your own son called sothing similar to what Bella called you...Wouldn't you feel the slightest bit frustrated?"
Camila tried to reason with my mother, knowing that my mother would even be fine with having having a hundred lovers. But if I called soone else my mother, she would absolutely freak out like she did before.
"Oh. I most definitely would, Camila...I probably wouldn't be able to stop the tears from flowing out if Kafka ever referred to another woman as his mother, and I would be absolutely heartbroken."
My mother patted Bella's soft head and reminded not to do what Bella did, unless I wanted to see her crying all day in her room.
But just as Camila thought that my mother understood what she was trying to say, my mother decided to rub salt on her wounds even more by saying with a sly smile on her face, which honestly didn't suit her innocent visage at all,
"But luckily I have breasts large enough that no other won can really match up to, including you, Camila...So, just like 'your' daughter's-...No, I an 'our' daughter's reasoning for calling 'Mommy'..." Camila's brows twitched.
"...I really don't think that he'll call anyone else that term like Bella did, since I really don't see anyone else with big enough breasts as mine that naturally makes one think of that person as their mother."
My mother was basically rubbing the fact that all that it took for Bella to switch sides was a bit of extra flesh on her chest. She also seed to be saying that even though I may be Camila's close lover, she herself was my mother, as well as my partner, which trumped Camila's relationship over her own.
Camila was soone who liked to deal with her problems by herself because of her prideful nature and seldom showed her true emotions when she wasn't in a good mood, always having a slight smile on her face no matter how difficult the situation was.
But because of my mother's continuous provocations that made her unable to respond since my mother had the upper hand, Camila was looking at with her hands clutched and an indignant look in her eyes for attempting to steal away her daughter and seed to be asking to deal with my mother, who was going too far.
To be able to make even soone like Camila get all worked up and look for soone else to help her out since she couldn't do anything herself...
My mother could be one formidable opponent if anyone were to push her to a breaking point like Camila did, thinking that she was a harmless little animal who wouldn't bite back no matter how much she played with her...
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