She again lifted Rachel up, lining up her daughter’s huge, firm breasts with her face. As she held her, showing her impressive arm strength, she leaned in and sucked on one of her daughter’s tiny nipples, then the other, and finished with another deep, soulful kiss on Rachel’s quivering mouth. She then turned Rachel’s body, so her head aligned with the ultra-busty mother’s other massive breast. A still-groggy Rachel immediately latched onto her nipple. Her mother groaned with pleasure.
Though Dr. Romano was astonished, Ms. Pepper did not seem to be fazed. In fact, she smiled at Ms. Stockton and said, “That was impressive. But what about this?”
She stroked her son’s hair and whispered, “Brian, time for a break.” He, too, was in a dreamy state and muttered, “OK, Mommy.” Ms. Pepper lifted him up, almost above her head and, to the astonishment of both the doctor and the other statuesque, wildly busty mother, set him down so his legs were draped over her powerful shoulders and his large prick, which was dripping with pre-cum, was directly in front of her puffy, made-for-cocksucking lips. She kissed and licked his penis a few times, then plunged it into her hungry mouth, bobbing her head enthusiastically as her son groaned loudly.
“My goodness!” Dr. Romano said. “I see you’ve taken your sessions beyond just teasing and touching.”
Ms. Pepper withdrew her son’s thick, throbbing cock from her mouth, a strand of saliva draped between the two. “We did. I hope that’s OK. I just love his cock so much and it seemed like the obvious way to increase the regularity of his daily orgasms. We don’t generally use this position, of course, but… well, I felt like showing off a bit.” With that, she again slammed her face onto her son’s prick, this time going all the way to the base. She was deep-throating him, something Dr. Romano wouldn’t have thought possible, given Brian’s length and girth. With a series of gurgling sounds, she continued to suck on her son’s dick. He grabbed onto her gorgeous brown hair and pumped away, fully mouth-fucking her, getting closer and closer to another orgasm.
“Mommy! It feels so good! I’m… I’m going to cum, Mommy! I’m going to cum in your hot mouth!”
Ms. Pepper only moaned enthusiastically and soon her son was there.
“AHHHHH! FUUUUCK! I’M CUMMING! CUMMING IN YOUR MOUTH, MOMMY!! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH! DON’T STOP SUCKING!!”
Brian flooded his mother’s mouth with cum. She did her best to swallow it all, though a little dribbled out. She caught it, popped it into her mouth, and set Brian, who looked like he was about to pass out, down on her lap.
“Wow!” Ms. Stockton squealed. “Very impressive. I’m going to have to try that with Rachel one of these days.”
“Thanks. I’ve been working out a lot — mostly yoga and strength-training — and there’s no motivation like your own son’s gorgeous cock.”
“Speaking of which –” Ms. Stockton said, still holding her daughter’s head against her huge bosom with one hand and masturbating with the other. She pointed at Brian’s cock, which, amazingly, was still rock-hard and visibly throbbing. “I cannot believe he’s still hard.”
“That’s my boy! OK, baby, time to suckle Mommy’s other tit,” Ms. Pepper said, as she laid her son down on her lap and pushed her other nipple into his mouth. “Anyway,” she said, turning to Dr. Romano, “where were we?”
“Well, that was indeed impressive,” the doctor said. “Let’s turn to your personal history.”
“My story is very different from Ms. Stockton’s, actually,” Ms. Pepper replied. “When I graduated high school, I was not at all curvy. Slim but definitely not stacked. Then I got to college and, well, things changed almost overnight. I had been a B cup and by the end of freshman year, I had grown to an H cup. I also grew about 3 inches. I maintained my slim waist, but my butt expanded significantly as well. I went from a skinny wallflower to something out of a cartoon. It was, frankly, pretty awful. I had to buy an entirely new wardrobe — bras were especially difficult to find — girls resented me, professors ogled me, and boys were either gross or totally intimidated. At first, I was incredibly self-conscious — I would only wear shapeless clothing, I hunched over to try to hide my huge bosom.
“But then something happened. One day I was taking a shower in our dorm bathroom and I noticed a boy from my floor peeking around the corner. He was clearly masturbating. I decided to give him a show. I cupped my breasts and groped myself lewdly; I stuck out my butt and soaped it up, including my butthole. I eventually did something I had never done: I lifted one of my breasts up to my mouth and began to suckle myself. Like this.”
She did exactly that, lifting the one massive tit that her son wasn’t attached to up to her mouth, flicked her nipple with her tongue, and sucked briefly on it.
“You’re not the only one who can do that,” Ms. Stockton said with a wink, as she, too, hoisted a huge breast up to her mouth and sucked, then opened her mouth to display the resulting milk, then swallowed.
“Impressive, both of you,” Dr. Romano said. “But back to your personal history, Ms. Pepper. So I’m assuming you brought this peeping tom to an orgasm?”
“I certainly did. He splattered his cum all over the wall, then saw me looking at him. He was mortified and ran away — but I felt… different. The experience had unleashed something in me. I suddenly realized I could enjoy my body — and that I had been suppressing my libido, and for no good reason. I started to masturbate, more or less constantly. I also started to work out — it’s not easy carrying these around,” she said, gesturing to her chest.
“No, it’s definitely not,” Ms. Stockton said.
“So the more muscle up top the better. By 20, I was a tall, extremely curvy, muscular young woman with massive tits, a huge bubble butt and strong, thick legs. Like Ms. Stockton, boys were intimidated by me, but unlike her, and despite my awakening, I didn’t do much fooling around, and certainly no fucking. Though I easily could have. Everywhere I went, men stared at me, some even propositioned me. But it just didn’t feel right for some reason. Masturbation was my only outlet.”
“And you were still an H cup at this point?”
“Well, yes, until I did finally have sex and get pregnant. It was at a frat party and I was drunk. I don’t know who the father is either. But 9 months later, I had Brian. He was everything to me. And yes, my breasts did expand. I eventually ended up at my current size.”
“Which is?”
“Well, no one ever believes me, but I’m a MM cup.”
“Goodness!”
“I have to get my bras — and yoga outfits like the one I’m wearing — custom made. But I love them. Like Ms. Stockton, I wore tight-fitting clothing and often just paraded around in a tight T-shirt and shorts. And like Ms. Stockton, I continued to lactate.”
“Did you start dating after that?”
“Actually, no. I’m not sure I can explain why. I loved the attention I got, but I focused all my attention on Brian. I just didn’t think anyone could live up to what I wanted. Earlier this year, when Brian turned 18, I finally acknowledged that the noises I was hearing from his room were him masturbating. Just as often as me. Which is when I called you.”
“Fuck-toys, both of you?”
“I’m afraid so.”
“Well, that catches us up. Can I ask you to please rouse your children?”
Ms. Pepper bent down, her hair caressing her son’s skin. She kissed him on the cheek as she released her hand from his throbbing cock. “Sweetie? Sucking time is over for now. The doctor wants to talk to us.” The teen raised himself to a seated position. His eyes were so heavy-lidded that it was almost as if he had been drugged.
“Baby? Sit up, please,” Ms. Stockton whispered to her daughter, whose huge tits swayed as she lifted her body up. She looked over at Brian. They smiled at each other, in a daze. She looked down and saw that he was masturbating, with both hands. He had just started, instinctively. He blushed.
“Sorry,” he said, staring directly at her GG-cup tits. He knew it was wrong, that he should look her in the eyes, but he couldn’t stop himself.
“It’s OK,” Rachel said softly. She cupped her breasts and lifted them toward him, as is presenting them for his pleasure. “And it’s OK if you want to stare at my breasts. Um, will you touch them and kiss me? Please?”
Dr. Romano cut in. “OK, OK, let’s hold off on that for a bit. There’s something important I need to tell all four of you.”
The two teens straightened up. Rachel removed her hands from her tits — and one of them went directly to her pussy, where she began to gently massage her clit.
“So. All four of you have something in common. Let’s list the similarities. Most obviously, you all have extremely exaggerated sexual characteristics, primary and secondary. And you all have insatiable libidos. My sense is that you could have endless orgasms — which is particularly amazing for Brian, who has cum, what, three times in less than an hour? Yet still has a raging hard-on.”
Seeing the teenage boy blush — and, momentarily, stop masturbating — she quickly added: “This isn’t a judgment; I’m just stating facts. There’s nothing wrong with any of you. You two –” she gestured at the mothers “– have very unusual body types, ones plenty of men — and women — would find extraordinarily arousing: gorgeous faces; tall, sturdy bodies; long, muscular legs; huge buttocks; and truly enormous breasts. To be honest, the biggest I’ve ever seen on women with your body types. And I’ve seen a lot.”
The two mothers giggled.
“And this young lady,” the doctor said, looking at the masturbating, half-stoned 18-year-old girl, “has an equally unusual body. She’s also very pretty, but also very, very petite — which is especially surprising given that she’s your daughter, Ms. Stockton — except, of course, for her substantial rear and very large breasts, which appear even bigger than they are compared to her slight physique. And, at least what I’ve seen from the two teenagers, you have very intense orgasms. I’m guessing the same is true for you mothers.”
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