After a quick breakfast, Brian followed his mother up the stairs — his eyes darting between her bulbous rear, swaying from side to side and her giant tits, which he could easy see on either side of her slim torso.
“OK, let’s meet in my bedroom in 20 minutes,” his mother said when they got to the second-floor landing. “Don’t worry about what wearing anything special. I’ll take care of that,” she added with a giggle. “Just take a quick shower.”
Brian’s head was spinning. He bolted to his room, did some quick pushups and sit-ups (he wasn’t exactly sure why — he just wanted to look as strong and muscular as he could for his mother) and took that shower. He threw on a t-shirt and a pair of comfy shorts, taking his mom at her word. He glanced at the clock: 20 minutes had passed. He slowly walked over to his mother’s bedroom and peeked in.
“Be there in a sec,” he heard his mother say from the bathroom. “Just take a seat on the bed.”
He did as he was told. The anticipation alone was driving him crazy; he felt his cock slowly hardening, lengthening down one side of his shorts. He wanted to adjust it so it was pointing upward, but was worried it would poke out the top of his shorts. Then he heard the bathroom door open. With a billow of steam behind her, there was his mother, as he’d never seen her before. He almost felt himself go faint at the sight.
Her hair was still in a ponytail, but everything else was different. First, she was wearing lipstick, which she almost never did, a medium-dark shade of red that played off her almost-olive skin. On her neck was a black choker. She wore heeled slippers, fuzzy at the tips, that must have been 3 or 4 inches high. She had moisturized her legs, which gave them just a hint of a sheen.
But it was what was in between her neck and legs that stunned him into silence. Her insanely curvy torso was clad in a babydoll chemise, a dark red satin that matched her lipstick. It was trimmed with black lace around the enormous cups of the top edge of the bodice portion, and along the bottom of the hem, which ended just a couple of inches down her thighs.
Straps ran from the top of the bra cups over her shoulders, stretched so taut by the forward projection of her massive, HH-cup tits they were pulled partially away from the top of her torso. Even from across the room, he could see the little bumps created by her nipples — they must have been extremely stiff. The fabric covering her tits could barely contain them; two swells of breastmeat pushed out of the top.
She was the most stunning woman he had ever seen.
She smiled at him, biting her lips and gently swaying her body like an embarrassed schoolgirl.
“So, what do you think of Mommy’s outfit?”
“You look… I don’t even have the words for it,” Brian squeaked out. “Beautiful. Gorgeous. Sexy. Beyond sexy. Perfect.”
“Oh, you sweet talker,” she said with a giggle as she began to approach her, her body jiggling slightly with each step. She stopped in front of him. With him sitting on the bed and her height — plus the handful of inches provided by her heels — he was staring directly at her massive bust.
“So, today’s focus will be pretty straightforward. We’re going to explore each other’s bodies. And we’re going to have sex. A lot of it. I want to tell you a couple of things first and ask you a couple of questions.”
“Okay,” Brian gulped.
“First of all, Mommy is very sexual. I masturbate a lot and I have a lot of orgasms — very intense orgasms. I want you to know that going so you aren’t freaked out. They sort of take over my whole body. My pussy is very sensitive, but so are my breasts.” She cupped her massive tits. “I’ve orgasmed just from sucking on my own nipples.”
Good lord, Brian thought. His mother wasn’t just insanely hot, she was a sex maniac.
“When I was younger, I once wondered if there was some sort of underlying problem, so I went to a doctor, a specialist in this sort of thing. She told me I was ‘hypersexual’ — basically, all my sexual characteristics and reactions are… exaggerated.”
This is all sounding familiar, Brian thought.
“Okay, let’s talk about you for a moment. Do you masturbate a lot too, Brian?”
“Yes, Mommy.”
“I had a feeling. Actually, I knew,” she said, with a giggle, her tits jiggling just inches from his face. “The walls in this house are pretty thin.”
She saw his face go red. “Don’t worry, kiddo, it’s fine. Obviously, we’re cut from the same cloth. How many times per day would you say you jerk off?”
“Um… five or six?”
“Wow! That’s impressive. And do you cum a lot?”
“Yes, Mommy. Every time.”
“That explains all the tissues in your trash can.”
She sat down next to him and gazed up at his beautiful blue eyes, then began to lightly caress his thigh. His erection was clearly visible through his shorts, but she seemed to be pretending to ignore it.
“So it sounds like you and I share a certain… stamina.” She paused and moved her little hand to rest on his throbbing erection, then, slowly, began to teasingly caress it. “Sweetie, would you show Mommy your penis? It feels so big and hard. Mommy really wants to see it. Please?” Despite her horny request, her expression was so innocent and sweet. Brian was, of course, happy to oblige. He began to pull down his shorts and, out of the corner of his eye, saw his voluptuous mother begin to squirm a little and actually lick her lips.
Soon, his big cock sprung out as if it were a jack in the box, pointing straight up, its mushroom head already slickened with pre-cum. His mother gasped.
“My goodness, sweetie!” she exclaimed. “I’ve seen it from afar, but up close… That is a gorgeous penis. Um, do you want to see your Mommy’s naked body? Why don’t you take off your t-shirt and shorts and I’ll take off this,” she said, gesturing at her tiny lingerie.
Brian whipped off his clothes as quickly as he could so he wouldn’t miss a second of his petite, incredibly gorgeous and top-heavy mother stripping.
He watched, agape, as his mother got up and slowly, teasingly, began remove her chemise. He was finally going to see the woman of his dreams nude. She smiled at him and grabbed the bottom of the lingerie. She raised it up, revealing her little pussy, then her toned stomach and narrow waist. She struggled to get it over her huge rack, but she finally succeeded; her two incredible breasts bounced and swayed until they settled on her little torso. He could not believe how enormous and round they were, particularly on her teen-like figure; they were so wildly out of proportion.
She kicked off her heeled slippers. All that remained was her choker. She had moisturized her whole body, so it took on a sheen and almost glowed. She saw how enraptured her son was and twisted her tiny body so her massive tits rocked back and forth.
“What do you think, baby? Do you like your Mommy’s body?”
“It’s amazing, Mommy. You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”
She blushed. “Thank you, sweetheart. You’re beautiful too.” He realized she was staring at his cock. “And your penis… it’s amazing. Would it be okay if…” As she spoke, she lowered herself to the floor between her son’s legs. “…I kissed it?”
“Uh, sure, Mommy. You can do whatever you want with it,” the teenager said. His head was spinning. She had — intentionally or not — brought her hands together in her lap, pushing her tits together. From his new vantage point, he had an amazing view of her resulting ballooning cleavage.
“I can?” she said sweetly, planting a light kiss on the head of her son’s throbbing cock. “I can kiss it?” She began to cover it with kisses. “And lick it?” She ran her tongue up and down the increasingly hard cock. “It’s sooooo beautiful, baby. I have one more confession to make,” she said, continuing to love on her son’s prick, rubbing it against her face — the contrast between it and her head making it look even bigger than it was. “I knew it was big, so I’ve… been practicing.”
“What do you mean?”
“On a dildo,” she said, both blushing and giggling. “A big one. I wanted to be able to deep-throat you, sweetie. Let’s see how I did.”
And with that, she began to suck on the cock, slowly taking more and more of it into her mouth, until — a miracle! thought Brian — it was fully engulfed. His huge prick was lodged in his mother’s throat.
“GGGUUUCK! GGGUUUCK! GGGUUUCK!” She was making obscene noises as she sucked on his cock, staring directly into his eyes with just a touch of trepidation in hers.
It felt amazing. She was born to do this, thought Brian. She withdrew her mouth, a string of saliva connecting her bee-stung lips and his throbbing, almost purple cock.
“Do you want to cum in Mommy’s mouth, baby? I’ve been dreaming about swallowing your sperm. Would you fill my belly with your seed? I need it so badly.”
He didn’t respond in words, but rather grabbed her ponytail and pulled her face back onto his cock. She went straight back to her level of enthusiasm. But not he was controlling the pace; he was face-fucking his gorgeous mother. He grabbed each side of her head and began to stab her mouth with his cock. She moaned with pleasure and again stared up at him longingly. He felt his orgasm begin to build.
But before he came, he wanted to fulfill an idea he had dreamed about — and masturbated to — for years. He wasn’t sure he could pull it off, but this was his chance. He grabbed his mother’s body by her tiny waist and, almost effortlessly, flipped her upside-down, so her mouth was directly in front of his monster cock, her legs up in the air, her ponytail dangling below.
“AHHHHH!” the mother cried, alarmed but incredibly turned on by his strength and control of her body. “What are you doing?!”
“Suck my prick, Mommy,” he said, once again slamming his cock into her mouth. He could feel her massive chest pressing into his abdomen.
There, right in front of him, was her fully exposed pussy. It was as petite as she was and beautiful and glistened with her juices. He began to tease it with his tongue, and she let out a massive groan as she continued to suckle on his rock-hard cock.
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