"Good morning, sweetie!" Brian was still in bed, just waking up, as his mother wandered into his room. As always, it was an amazing sight first thing in the morning. She had just rolled out of bad, but even simply clad in her pajamas - grey yoga pants and a plain light blue tank top - her tousled hair partly hanging across her smiling face, she was, by far, the sexiest, most stunning woman he had ever seen.
"Morning, Mommy!" Brian, just barely 18, had taken to calling his mother "Mommy" after he did it once over dinner accidentally and she loved it. It reminded her, she said, of fond memories. He loved it too. Months later, it had become habit.
The young mother tucked a strand of her dark, wavy, luscious hair, which fell just past her shoulders, behind an ear. She beamed at her son. She was, he thought, perfect: bright green eyes framed by a delicate, slim face; thick, pouty lips; a smile that dazzled. Smooth, flawless olive skin. She easily could have passed for 25, though she was pushing 40.
She stretched her slim, toned arms above her head and yawned; in the process, she displayed her insanely sexy body for her son, as if showing it off for him.
She was, without a doubt, the most amazing female specimen he had ever seen. Each day, he had to shake off the feeling that he was living a dream by even being under the same roof as his ideal woman. It was almost as if someone had designed every aspect of her specifically to turn him on.
Some men liked their women statuesque, skinny, well-muscled. Not Brian. The body type that obsessed him, and the one his mother fit to a T, was the opposite: short - very short, in fact, barely 5 feet tall - very petite, but very, very curvy. Obscenely so. To most, she would have seemed almost cartoonish. But not Brian.
As she stretched, his eyes roamed over her super-petite, wildly voluptuous body. He began with her tiny, delicate feet, toenails painted a deep red, then moved up to her legs, which were smooth, toned and just a little thick. Above them, the slight outline of her pussy lips was just barely visible through the soft, thin fabric. Because she was facing a bit to the side, he could see her second-most outrageous feature: her huge, round bubble butt. Like two cantaloupe halves, they pushed out of her yoga pants, just begging to be groped.
Wide, inviting hips gave way to a trim waist. Because she was stretching - and because of what was to come just above - her tank top pulled up a bit, exposing her taut but still soft belly. Above that... Brian came to his mother's favorite feature, the one that dominated his fantasies growing up, that fueled virtually every masturbation session he'd ever had, his daily obsession. Her breasts. Her gigantic, round, simply magnificent breasts.
They would be massive on any women, but on her tiny, almost teen-like body (bubble butt excepted), they boggled the mind. As big as her butt was, it simply could compete with her tits. They were so very round - even without a bra, as she was now, they were cantilevered upward, with just a bit of sag, and an obscene level of what he heard was called "forward projection" - it looked like they jutted out from her tiny frame a foot. He could do the slight outline of her nipples, which were visibly rigid.
Brian's cock, needless to say, was rock-hard and throbbing under his blanket.
It seemed like an hour had passed since she had begun her stretching, thought it had actually been just a few seconds. Brian was jolted out of his revelry, though, when his mother swayed and jiggled - she couldn't not - over to his bed, climbed in and cuddled up next to him, her massive tits smushing against the side of his chest, her lithe legs intertwining with his, her head nestling against his neck. He had been sleeping in the nude and his cock immediately started to harden under the thin sheet.
"Mmmmm," she moaned. "What a nice way to start the day. I love you so much, baby."
"I love you too, Mommy. This is, um, really nice."
"Isn't it?" she said, looking up with those gorgeous, sparkling green eyes at his. "I've come to look forward to this."
Their morning cuddles had started a few weeks earlier when his mom had wandered in, half-asleep, and curled up next to him. The cuddle sessions had gotten longer and closer since then.
He had started playing basketball the year before and his gangly body had filled out. He had grown a few inches and was now 5'10"; he towered over his tiny mother. Her hands roamed over over his muscular chest and shoulder. She kissed his arm warmly. "You've gotten so much bigger. And I've stayed my tiny self," she giggled. "Well, mostly tiny." She glanced down at her huge, magnificent breasts, still mashed against him. Her voice was small and high-pitched, almost like a little girl's. Brian had noticed this had increased along with their morning sessions.
He smiled, then got self-conscious. His cock had gotten bigger, too, and was, at the moment, as hard as it had ever been.
Then, ever so gently, she began grinding her crotch against his thigh.
He thought he might pass out from horniness. "Mommy?" he said.
"It that ok, sweetie? It just feels really good."
"Sure. I mean, it makes me feel good too." He felt like his cock was going to explode.
She bit her lip and stared up at him. "I feel like I need to be honest with you about something."
"Ok."
"I can tell you a secret?"
"Sure, Mommy."
"I think you're really beautiful. You've developed into a really beautiful man."
He couldn't believe what he was hearing. His hand drifted down her back, resting now on the very upper limit of her sexy bubble butt.
"But that's not my secret. My secret is about my body, not yours." She smiled at him. "Sweetie... " she again looked down at her own tits. Her top had bunch up and titflesh oozed everywhere. He thought he might see a nipple at any second. "I've seen how you look at Mommy. It's really flattering. You like my body, huh?"
"I really do, Mommy. I think about you... all the time."
"You don't think my breasts are too big?"
"No! I mean, no. Not at all. They are beautiful."
Her cheeks flushed. "Thanks. Before you were born, they were big, but not like this. When I was your age I was an E-cup. I felt so awkward - like a little girl with a big girl body. But then I had you and they got much, much bigger. FF for a while, then an H. And I started to like it. They've got so big, baby. Do you want to know how big I am?"
"Yes please."
"I'm a 30JJ, sweetie."
Gulp.
"They got so swollen when I had you and you were suckling. Usually, after the baby stops, they go down. But mine never did. They only got more swollen, even though I wasn't producing milk. By the time your father left me, I had to start buying all my bras custom-made. It's tough to find my size."
Why his father had left this gorgeous woman, Brian would never understand.
"Your breasts are amazing, Mommy. Um, can I tell you a secret too?"
Her face lit up. "Of course! You can tell Mommy anything."
"Well... I masturbate a lot."
"You do? How often?"
"I'm embarrassed to say."
"That's ok, sweetie. I told you you could tell me anything. I'm always going to love you." She leaned up and kissed him ever so lightly on the lips. It was the first time she had ever done that.
"5 times a day? At least. And Mommy..."
"Yes?"
"I think about you. Every time. I think about how beautiful and sexy you are. And I think about..." He trailed off.
"You think about what, sweetie? About how fucking me? About fucking your big-titted Mommy?"
"Yes." He stared into her eyes. "About fucking you. Fucking you so hard, Mommy. You're so beautiful, but it's not just that. Your body... it's... made for fucking."
The little mother gasped.
"You're built like a sex toy, Mommy."
"Wow. That's... flattering, I guess. To be honest, baby... I sort of feel like I am. I've been getting hornier and horner. After your father left me, I tried being with other men, but I lost interest so quickly. I just wanted to be with you and take care of you. But... well, to be honest, I masturbate a lot too."
"You do, Mommy?"
"Almost as much as you," she said with a giggle. He moved his hand down to fully grope her large, bulbous ass. It felt amazing - firm but yielding. He ran his hand over it, his cock continuing to throb. She rolled a bit to the side, her breasts now smashed against one-half of his chest.
"Mmmmm, that feels good. Look, I just have to honest with you about something else. I love to cum. I have very intense orgasms, sweetie. I can't make it stop. My pussy spasms a lot. Sometimes I squirt. I guess that all sort of makes sense if I'm made for fucking," she giggled.
God, he loved that giggle.
She ran her hand down his torso, over his belly, and moved the sheet, exposing his pulsing member. She saw it and gasped, stared at it for a few seconds, then looked back up at him, adoringly.
"Sweetie, do you think it'd be ok if Mommy played with your penis? It's so beautiful." She again reached her body up - again, he felt the bulk of her giant breasts, press his chest - and kissed him on the lips, this time lingering a bit and moaning. Then she pulled back.
"Maybe I should be naked, huh? Would you like to see your Mommy's naked body before I start playing with you?"
She didn't wait for an answer. She slowly got out of the bed and stood up.
"Mommy, can I, um..." He glanced down at cock, stretching achingly over his abs. A clear drop of pre-cum began to drip out of the tip.
"Touch yourself? No. I want to do it. Just let me undress. It won't take long."
She hooked her thumbs at the top of her yoga pants and slowly pushed them down over her hips. As she did, she bent over, giving Brian a stunning view of her enormous cleavage. Her breasts, now hanging straight down, completely obscured her body down to her knees. She pushed the pants down to her ankles, and then, for some reason - maybe to give him a more elaborate, teasing show - turned around. Her huge ass was now pointed directly at him. It was amazing - the most perfect round, heart-shaped butt he had ever seen.
She stepped out of the pants and turned around again. She stood up straight, her massive tits bouncing wildly as she did. He got his first glimpse of her pussy, and he noticed it was trimmed, but not hairless. He thought he saw some moisture on and around her pussy lips, but he couldn't be sure. Soon, though, his gaze drifted upward.
"Are you ready to see my breasts, sweetie?"
"Yes, Mommy."
"And you're sure you don't think they are too big? I'm always sort of embarrassed by them - they just look so ridiculous on my tiny body."
"I promise, Mommy. They are amazing. You are amazing. Please, please let me see them!"
She smiled again. "Ok, my love. Here are Mommy's gigantic tits."
With that, she began to pull the tank top over her breasts, struggling a bit to get it over their massive, jutting form. Then, as the bounced down and she pulled the tank top up and off, they were revealed in all their full naked glory: the biggest, most beautiful breasts Brian had ever seen. They drooped ever so slightly, and jiggled with her every move. But they were also firm and pushed out from her tiny torso so far that it seemed impossible she could ever see the lower half of her body. Her nipples were coffee-colored, medium-sized and a little puffy.
She twirled around slowly. Brian noticed her tits were so huge and her frame so slim that he could easily see them from behind, poking out from either side. She came to a stop in front of him, her enormous teats swaying wildly. "Tada!" she exclaimed in her adorable little-girl voice. She bent over just slightly and cupped them, presenting to her salivating son for his pleasure.
"Here they are, baby: Mommy's breasts. Do you like them?"
Before he could answer, she dropped her head down, and, using both hands, pulled one massive tit up to her mouth, her gorgeous dark hair dropping in front of her face. She began to suck on the nipple, and moaned. She pulled her head up, a trail of saliva running briefly from her mouth to her now-painfully erect nipple.
"I love them, Mommy," Brian gasped. "God, they are huge. Can I... um, can I feel them?"
With that, the young mother returned to the bed, but this time straddled her son. Her now-naked pussy pressed against his turgid penis.
"Play with Mommy's tits, sweetie. You've got me so fucking horny."
And so he did. He began by simply feeling their immense weight. He gently squeezed each one, marveling at their sponginess. He tweaked her nipples.
"Oooh!" she exclaimed. "That feels good. Mommy's nipples are pretty sensitive."
"Gosh, sorry Mommy, I didn't mean to hurt you."
"Oh no, you didn't hurt me. In fact... " She trailed off. But cupping her right breast in both hands - it took both hands for her to even come close to encircling it - she leaned down and fed her nipple into her son's awaiting mouth. "Suckle, sweetie. Suckle Mommy's giant tit."
And so he began to suck and she began to moan. Quietly, at first, then with increasingly vigor. She began to rub her slickened pussy lips against his throbbing cock. "God, we shouldn't be doing this," she muttered, "but it feels so fucking good. Uhhhh..."
Both mother and son were moaning and dry-humping now. As her moaning increased, she suddenly stopped, and pulled her nipple from her son's frenzied mouth with an obscene popping sound.
She wheeled one leg over and again cuddled beside him, this time leaving enough room for him to continue groping her enormous breasts. In fact, she took one of his hands in her's and moved it to cup one of those giant tits. He wasted no time and began to squeeze and knead it.
"Baby, I need to tell you one more secret. I... I guess you could tell just now that I was heading toward an orgasm. It doesn't take a lot! I just don't want you to be scared."
"Why would I be scared, Mommy? I know what an orgasm sounds like. Well, sort of."
"But, baby... Mommy has very, very intense orgasms. I cum super-hard. So if you make Mommy cum, it might look and sound a little different than what you have in your head. Remember before when I told you I sometimes squirt when I cum?"
He nodded his head, and continued to grope her teat.
"Well, that's true. But before I get there, it gets pretty intense. Do you think you can handle that?"
He didn't know what to say. So, taking control, he drew her body into his and began to kiss her passionately, yet another taboo broken. She moaned into his mouth. She arched her back, pressing her massive tits into his muscular chest. "Uhhhhhhh... sweetie..." He put one hand behind her head and continued their passionate kiss, the other hand now fully grabbing and squeezing her bulbous ass.
He broke the lingering kiss. "Mommy, would you stroke my cock?"
Without an answer, she dropped her hand down and began to do just that, running her fingers along its length - probably 8 or 9 throbbing inches - then lightly jerking him off.
"Oh god, that feels so good," he said, then leaned his head down and again began to make out with his sexy fuck-toy of a mother.
After a few minutes of that, he was unbearably horny - as, he imagined, was she. With one arm, he swung his mother over his body, pinning her under him. She gasped at his strength, though, of course, she weighed barely 100 pounds. But instead of fucking her right then, he got up and stood next to the bed.
"SIt up," he commanded. She did as told, her huge tits bouncing as she did. She brushed the hair out of her face and stared up at him adoringly. Sitting like that, with her hands in her lap, under those incredible tits, with her petite body perched on the edge of the bed - she looked nothing so much like a teenage girl with huge tits, waiting for her reward. His cock, huge, throbbing and almost purple, stood hugely erect just inches from her face, a drop of pre-cum dangling from its tip. Instinctively, she leaned forward and licked it off. He shuddered.
"Suck me, Mommy. Suck my big prick."
"Yes sir," she said in her little girl voice, and slowly began to run her tongue along her son's impressive girth, then plunged her mouth over the cock and began bobbing her head up and down on it. He moaned with pleasure and placed both hands on the back of her head, encouraging her to take more and more of it into her tiny mouth. Soon, they were both moaning uncontrollably. With one hand, she began to tweak one turgid nipple; with the other, she reached down and started to diddle her throbbing clit. It was the most turned-on she had ever been.
"Suck harder. Mommy," he commanded. "Mouth-fuck me."
"Mmmmmm," she mumbled with a mouth full of her son's cock, and began to speed up her sucking. After a few minutes, she came up for air.
"Is that to your liking, sir?" she asked, panting. He didn't know where the "sir" came from, but he loved it. "I love sucking your big prick. I hope I'm doing it right."
"It feels great, Mommy. But I think it's time for your fucking. Are you ready for a good, hard fucking now?"
"Oh god, yes, sweetie," she replied, stroking his cock, now slick with her saliva. "I know it's so wrong, a son fucking his very own sex-doll Mommy, but I need it so badly. Will you fuck me? Please, sweetie? Please fuck your horny, super-busty Mommy."
He did something he'd always wanted to do: he bent down and grabbed her by her tiny waist and, in one motion, hoisted her entire body up into the air. She gasped with excitement and surprise. "Oh my! Baby, you're so strong!" With that, he pressed her now-dripping wet pussy onto his huge hard-on. "Ready, Mommy?" he asked.
Dangling in mid-air, she grabbed onto her son's powerful shoulders and stared down at his cock, sitting right at the entrance to her pulsing vagina. "Oh my god. Do it, sweetie! Fuck me! Fuck your Mommy!!"
Brian then did what he had dreamed of doing for months. He grabbed his ultra-petite mother and, almost effortlessly, slide her body over his huge cock. She moaned loudly, hooked her hands around his neck and threw her head back, in the process again pushing out her massive, jutting tits. Staring directly at them, he began moving his mother up and down on his prick, essentially masturbating with her entire body.
"UUUUHHHHHHH!" The young busty mother's body was already vibrating, an orgasm clearly building in her body. Brian knew that vaginal orgasms were rare, but obviously not for his super-horny mother.
"OH FUCK! Here it comes, sweetie! Mommy's going to cum on your prick!," she said, staring into his eyes. "Don't be scared, baby - this is going to be a big one!"
Her legs, now wrapped around his thrusting ass, began to shake. "UH! UH! UH!" With each thrust, she got closer. "HERE IT COMES!" she yelled. Her whole body was now vibrating. "Look at my tits! Look at Mommy's giant breasts!"
Brian hadn't taken his eyes off them. And, indeed, they seemed to be even more swollen as they swayed up and down, her nipples rock hard.
"UUUUHHHHH!! FUUUUUUCK! MOMMY'S CUMMMMMING! FUCK." Thrust. "YOUR." Thrust. "MOMMY." Thrust. "HARD. AAAAAHHHHHHH!!"
Brian continued to thrust through his mother's screams of ecstasy. He felt her vagina gush all around his swollen penis. As she came down from her orgasm, she panted, "Oh sweetie, that was amazing. I have cum like that in years."
The veral young son responded by pulling her body off his prick - her dripping pussy detached from it with an obscene "pop!" sound - and twirling her around like a rag-doll. "Oh my god!" she exclaimed. "Baby, you're so strong!" She landed on the bed, her giant tits hanging down, almost touching the bedspread, her huge, bulbous ass facing her son. She arched her back so it bulged even more, and looked back at him with a wild look in her eye.
"You aren't done, are you?" she said in that little-girl voice, almost sounding a bit frightened.
He responded by placing his cock at the entrance to her vagina, which dripped juices down onto the bed, and then slammed into her once more. They were fully rutting now, like two animals, sweat starting to coat their trembling bodies. Her massive tits swung back and forth as she reached back with a hand to began diddling her swollen clitoris.
"Oh, baby! Here comes another one! Mommy's going to cum again! OH FUCK! ALL OVER YOUR BIG PENIS, SWEETIE! I CAN'T STOP IT! FUUUUCK MEEEEEE! AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!"
Again, her entire body began to spasm - Brian had to grip her swollen ass to keep a hold on her, though he no longer had to thrust, since she was now pushing back against him, impaling herself on his rigid penis. He felt her vagina throb around it and then, once more, gush, girl-juice now pouring from their conjoined genitals.
But he wasn't done.
He turned his ultra-busty mother around and gently lowered her down onto the bed. Her breasts wobbled delightfully on her chest as she settled onto her back.
"That was amazing, sweetheart. I've never been fucked like that before."
He lowered himself onto her, feeling her giant tits again smushing into his sweaty chest. "I love you so much, Mommy."
"I love you too, baby." She reached her head up and kissed him passionately, their tongues swirling around each other panting mouths. "I want you to make love to me now. And I want to feel you come inside of me? Please? Please fuck Mommy again?"
"I will, Mommy, but I need to do something first." He moved his body up and positioned his throbbing cock between her massive tits.
She didn't hesitate. She pushed her mega-teats together and he began to titty-fuck his mother. For the next few minutes, they both helped press her breasts together - it didn't take much, given their immense size and firmness - as he fucked them. No lubrication, of course, was necessary - his penis was still very slick from having assaulted her gushing pussy.
"I love you, Mommy."
She beamed up at her beautiful child. "I love you you, my sweetheart. So so much. Sweetie, Mommy's pussy is so horny again. Please please please fuck me. I need you inside me. I need to feel how big you are. I need you to kiss me and suck me and fuck me. Please? Please fuck your horny, busty, petite little Mommy?"
He pulled his prick from her cleavage and moved down her body until it was again poised at her vagina. He pushed it in slowly, splitting her luscious, swollen pussy lips. "UHHHHHHH," she moaned, her head tilting back, her back arching, her hands reaching up to cup her giant breasts.
"I love you so much, Mommy," he said again. "I love your tight, super-busty little body. I love your beautiful face and your mouth." He bent down and kissed her tenderly. They made out for a bit as he fucked her slowly, almost teasingly. Without really breaking their kiss, she breathed into his mouth, "Mommy's gonna cum again. I can feel it, sweetie. UUHHHHHHH. FUUUUUUCK. Here it comes. Sweetie, pull out for a minute! Please!"
He pulled his cock and she immediately threw her hand down to her crotch and began masturbating. "AAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!" As she screamed, her pussy began to squirt all over her son and the bed. "UUUUHHHHH... STIIIIL COOOMIIING." She continued to squirt for a few more seconds, then grabbed her son's ass and pulled him back inside her. He continued to fuck her, more quickly now. He buried his head in her gorgeous, delicate neck. He reached down and grabbed her bubble butt and squeezed her against him.
"Mommy, I can't hold out anymore. I have to come inside you!"
"Do it! Sweetie, please come inside your Mommy! You've been such a good boy letting Mommy have all these orgasms. I love you so much and I want you to cum now. Look -" She against cupped her breasts, squeezing them together for her son. "Stare at my giant tits, sweetheart. They are for you. My tight little pussy. My whole body is for you. You were right, I'm made for fucking. I'm your little fucktoy, sweetie."
With that, her son roared and began to ejaculate inside his mother. For the next minute, he came inside her, his cock gushing with all the pent-up cum he had to give her. They kissed as he came. Finally, he collapsed next to his gorgeous, ultra-busty mother and passed out.
She sighed and kissed his cheek.
"What a good boy."
———x———
After their epic fuck session, Brian and his mother had fallen asleep, their naked bodies, sweaty from all that rutting, entwined on his bed. He woke up an hour later and found his mother gone. He looked over at his clock: it read 9:30. All of that fucking so early in the day had left him parched and very hungry.
He threw on a pair of boxers and a t-shirt and headed down to the kitchen. There, facing away from him at the sink scrubbing dishes, was his mother. She appeared to be ready for one of her tennis lessons. When she and her husband had divorced - inexplicably, from Brian's perspective - he had left her with a very sizable settlement. She never needed to work again and had started to fill her days with athletics, keeping her small but voluptuous body tight and a little muscular. Her other activities, Brian had just found out, included regular and very intense masturbation sessions. And lots and lots of orgasms.
She had put on one of her white tennis skirts, which reached only a bit of the way down her thighs. Her thick ass pushed it outward in the back. She was barefoot and he lingered a bit to admire her adorable little feet and lithe legs. The way the light streamed in from the window above the sink, her skirt became translucent. He could see she wasn't wearing any underwear.
On top, she wore a tight white spandex top, the outline of her red sports bra, stretched to its limit, just visible beneath it. Brian could see her massive tits poking out from either side of her torso, shaking from side to side with her scrubbing motion. His cock was already rock-hard, simply from the view.
He spotted some butter out on the kitchen table. Unceremoniously, he pulled down his boxers; out popped his cock, which was at about half-hardness. He took some butter in his hand and began to rub it, bringing his penis to a rock-hard state. Without saying a word, he walked up behind his mother and flipped her skirt up over her bulbous ass. She gasped, but didn't turn around.
She was so short that he needed to hoist her up slightly to align their genitals; he tilted her pelvis up, so that her big ass stuck out even more, and then slowly entered her, feeding his butter-slickened cock into her pussy. She allowed him to manipulate her busty little body at his will. I'm my son's fuck toy, she thought.
"UUUUHHHH...SHIIIIIT," she moaned, but still didn't turn around. "So goooood. Squeeze my big tits, baby," she panted.
He reached up with one hand and over her tight top, began to grope a huge breast, mixing in squeezes and tweaks of her nipple. She continued to moan and breathe faster and faster. With the other hand, he reached around and began to massage her clitoris.
"AAAAHHHHH!" God, he couldn't believe how easy it was to turn her on.
She was now completely off the ground, positioned on the edge of the sink, her hands holding her up, her massive breasts cantilevered over the piled-up dishes. As he continued to grope and masturbate his tiny mother, her legs, which shot out behind him in mid-air, began to twitch and shiver. He moved his hands from her huge teat and engorged clit and, grabbing her tiny waist, began to slam into her, her big ass rippling with each entry.
"FUUUUCK! UH! UH! UH! UH!," she grunted as he thrust into her again and again. It was obvious it wasn't going to take long. She began to moan and shudder. "Here comes another one, baby! Mommy is going to cum again!" Her voice crescendoed. "DON'T STOP FUCKING YOUR MOMMY! CUMMING ALL OVER YOUR BIG PENIS! CUUUUMMMMMIIIIIING!!"
Now the young mother's entire body was twitching and spasming, her legs shaking wildly, her tits, though contained by her tight top, swaying back and forth, her hair hanging over her flushed face, which he could only catch glimpses off since she faced away from him.
Her panting finally slowed as he continued to fuck his epically voluptuous but tiny mother. She turned her head toward him, her dark hair falling sexily over her flushed face. She grunted with each thrust.
"God, sweetie - UH! I can't believe how hard you still are - UH! Would you cum on Mommy's face? UH! Ejaculate all over me? Pretty - UH! - please?"
He couldn't turn down an offer like that. He spun her body around and pulled her tight, busty little body into his. He pressed his mouth onto hers. She kissed him passionately, sucking his lips and moaning into him. They made out wordlessly for a few minutes, feeling up each others swollen, horny bodies. He groped her big, jiggling ass, as she stroked his big hard-on. He pulled on her nipples through her top and squeezed her clothed breasts vigorously. She licked his ears, his neck, his mouth.
She pulled back and looked at him sheepishly. She bit her lip and twisted her top-heavy body.
"I love you, sweetie. I love you so much."
He kissed her again and then gently eased her onto her knees. Staring up at him with those bright green eyes framed by her gorgeous, slim face and her dark hair cascading around it, she whispered in her little-girl voice: "Do you want to cum on me now?" He stared down at her; her massive breasts were busting out of that spandex top, tit-flesh oozing from the top. He could see her rigid nipples poking through.
"Take it off." They were the first words he had spoken to her since he had found her in the kitchen. He began to stroke his throbbing prick.
Without hesitation - hurriedly, in fact - she tore off her top and the sports bra beneath. She cupped her huge tits, presenting them for her son's pleasure.
"Here they are, sweetie. My big breasts. Do you like them? Are they big enough for you? For you to come on? Please cum on my face and breasts, sweetheart. I need to feel your hot cum. Please, sweetie? Cum for your Mommy."
That did it. "OH GOD, MOMMY!!" he cried, as his cock began to spurt. Huge ropes of cum thrashed her face - first a volley of three that criss-crossed her gorgeous features, then a succession of quick spurts that splattered her neck and huge tits. She groaned with each one, and, clearly to her own shock, started moaning as yet another orgasm welled up within her.
"Oh my god!" she yelled, as her son's huge cock continued to coat her with hot cum. "I'm, I'm gonna have another orgasm!" Brian couldn't believe what he was seeing. His own mother, his sexy, incredibly horny little mother, was having an orgasm without even touching herself, just from feeling his cum on her skin.
"FUUUUCK!! CUUUUMIIIING AGAAAIIIIN!" she shrieked.
Soon, they were both done. She collapsed in a heap on the floor, panting for air. He made it to the nearest kitchen chair and he, too, collapsed. They both sat there for a few minutes, catching their breath.
Then the phone rang.
The gorgeous, top-heavy mother slowly got to her feet, picked up her bra and top and walked over to the phone. Brian couldn't keep his eyes off of her as her tiny-but-stacked body swished and jiggled. His cum still coated her face and dripped slowly off her magnificent chest. She used the top to wipe off her face, though left her breasts soaked.
She picked up the phone.
"Hello? Oh, hello, Ms. Donovan."
Brian smiled. Ms. Donovan was one of his teachers from school. He had been expecting this call, and knew what would come next.
"Yes," his mother said, staring down at her cum-covered body, "he's right here. We were just - um, talking." She look at her son and smiled a sheepish smile. She paused, listening to the teacher. "I see. Well, I thought school was off today. Mm-hm. I see. I'm sure we can manage that. Ok, fine. I'll check my email and we'll see you in an hour. Ok. Goodbye, Ms. Donovan."
She hung up her phone and turned to her son.
"That was your sex-ed teacher, sweetheart. I thought school was off today, but apparently there's a special class, and she wants me to come in for it. She said I should look at my email for some special instructions." Seeing him grin, she added, "Do you know anything about this?"
"A little. We're going to have a fun day, Mommy."
"Hm," she said uncertainly.
"You should check that email and then take a shower," Brian said, still grinning. His mother grabbed some paper towel, continuing to wipe her son's cum off her body, then jiggled her little body into the next room to her computer. After a minute or two, from the other room, Brian heard his mother reaction to the email: "Oh my goodness."
Just thinking about what was soon to come, his cock began to grow once more.
***
After wolfing down a quick breakfast, Brian was back upstairs in his bedroom. Listening to his mother take a shower down the hall, he thought back on his talk earlier that week with Ms. Donovan. She was the school's new sex-ed teacher and, boy, was she suited to the task.
At only 22, just out of college, Ms. Donovan was just a few years older than her students. But she didn't look like most of those students. If not for his insanely sexy mother, she would have dominated Brian's sexual thoughts.
Unlike his mother, Ms. Donovan was fairly tall - 5'8" or so. Her 3-inch heels brought her to a bit over Brian's height. She wore her long blonde hair in a bun and generally dressed fairly conservatively - white blouses covered by tailored jackets, pencil skirts. She was also gorgeous: Tanned skin, long, muscular legs, and large breasts. Every boy in her class was obsessed with her, and Brian was no exception, despite having an even beautiful and voluptuous woman in his own home.
Almost a week earlier, Ms. Donovan had asked Brian to stay after class. Until then, the senior-class sex ed class had been a typical one, covering the basics of human anatomy and reproduction.
"Brian, don't worry, you're not in trouble. I just need to ask you a few questions," she said. She sat on the edge of her desk, crossing her smooth legs just a couple of feet from his face. He couldn't help but to stare at her chest - her breasts bulged out of her top, straining the button on her blouse. He looked up at her face and blushed when he realized she had caught him looking. She smiled.
"Um, sure, Ms. Donovan, whatever you need."
"Brian, the other day, as I was arriving at school, I noticed a woman dropping you off." Indeed, his mother would occasionally drop him off at school when she needed to use the car for shopping and the gym. "Was that your mother?"
"Yes, Ms. Donovan."
"I see. Well, as I'm sure you're aware, she's very, very beautiful."
The boy shifted uncomfortably in his chair.
"Yes, she is, Ms. Donovan."
"She also has very unusual proportions, don't you think?"
"Yes, Ms. Donovan. I've... um, noticed that."
"What have you noticed, Brian? Specifically."
Well, she's very... short."
"Yes, that's true. An extremely petite woman. What else?"
"She's very... um, curvy."
"Indeed. In fact, I'd call that an understatement. Brian, you may have noticed that I'm fairly big in the bust." To the boy's surprise, she cupped her substantial breasts in her hands, hoisting them up slightly. "I wear a 34DDD bra. That's large, of course. But your mother is much, much bigger, isn't she, Brian?"
The teen's face was red-hot, and his penis rock-hard.
"Yes, ma'am."
She let go of her breasts and stood up. She walked over to Brian and began to run her fingers through his hair. "If I had to guess, Brian, I'd say she was at least a K cup. Maybe a J. Maybe bigger. Brian, does that turn you on? Do you like very, very big breasts?"
He was trembling. "Yes, Ms. Donovan."
"Well that's understandable for a boy your age." She smiled. "We've been talking a lot about masturbation in class. Do you masturbate regularly, Brian?"
"Yes, ma'am. A lot."
"I thought that might be the case. When you masturbate, what do you think about?"
The boy paused.
Ms. Donovan slowly took off her blue blazer, arching her back in the process and pushing out her large breasts. She laid her jacket on the desk, showing her cute, shapely ass to her student, and sat down in the chair next to him. She leaned forward, giving him an amazing view of her cleavage. He noticed a frilly red bra poking out from her blouse.
"It's ok, sweetheart, you can tell me. Nothing we say here leaves this room."
"I think about you, Ms. Donovan."
The teacher smiled and began to stroke the boy's leg.
"Well, that's very flattering, young man. What do you think about us doing? Fucking, Brian? You do think about fucking me?"
"Yes, ma'am. And other things."
"Well. Again, very flattering. But you don't *only* think about me, do you?"
"No, ma'am."
"You think about your mother, too, don't you?"
"Yes, ma'am." He thought he might explode in his pants.
"Well, I certainly can't blame you for that. She's extraordinarily sexy. And beautiful. Isn't she, Brian?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"You think about her breasts?"
"Yes."
"And her big bottom? She has very large, bulous buttocks, doesn't she?"
"Yes."
"Brian, Do you get the sense that your mother is very sexual?"
"Gosh, Ms. Donovan, I don't know."
"I do. I can't quite put my finger on why, but I have the sense she is. I wonder if we can find out." She paused. "Brian, is your penis hard right now?"
"Um, yes, ma'am."
"Well, we should do something about that, shouldn't we?" She stood up and swayed over to the door, locked it, then swayed back toward her desk, actively shaking her huge tits at him and winking as she did. From a drawer, she removed a bottle of lotion and placed it in front of the teen.
"Brian, I'd like you to remove your penis from your pants and masturbate for me."
He paused for just a moment, then hurriedly undid his jeans and pulled out his throbbing cock.
"My goodness, it's large," the busty teacher gasped. As he took a dollop of lotion and smeared it across his cock, she said, "I realize I'm not as big on top as your little mommy, but I am still pretty busty, don't you think?"
He nodded.
As he started to jerk himself off, she slowly began to unbutton her blouse and unveiled her plan.
"Brian, I'd like to ask you a favor. Obviously, you are very attracted to your mother. I'll tell you a secret: so am I. In fact," she said, shedding her blouse and revealing a tight, deep-red push-up bra, breast-meat bulging from its edges, "I'll tell you another secret. I'm fascinated by incest. Particularly mother-son incest. And I'd like you to help me explore it."
Brian started to groan as he felt an impending orgasm.
"I'm also very interested in hyper-sexual women. And as I said, I have a feeling that your mother might be one. Do you know what that means? It means women - often young mothers like yours - who have exaggerated secondary sexual characteristics, like your mother's breasts and butt. And I'm guessing she has a very sensitive vagina. Usually these women are highly orgasmic. That means they have plentiful and intense orgasms.
Brian, I'd like you to help me get her into this very classroom. I'd like to perform some... experiments on her. And I'd like you to help with those, as well. I think they'd be really fun for you - and your mother."
She reach behind and unhooked her bra. "Ok, it's time to masturbate for me, Brian." He started to stroke his cock. He knew it wouldn't take long.
I'm going take my bra off now, sweetheart. Are you ready to see my big breasts?"
Again, he could only nod.
She pulled the bra off, revealing two gorgeous, huge, firm tits. Her nipples were rock-hard. Tossing her bra aside, she again cupped them, fingering her nipples, then bringing one up to her mouth for a quick suck.
"I know they aren't as big as your mother's, but they are nice, aren't they? Anyway, here's the plan.
As she detailed her plan to coax the young mother into a special session of her sex-ed class, the boy's orgasm came closer and closer. When she was done, she walked over to him and shook her huge tits directly in front of his face. "Will you help me, Brian? Please?"
"AAAARRRRGGGHHH!" He roared and his cock exploded, cum spewing up into the air, landing all over the desk and even reaching her wobbling tits.
"Good boy, Brian! What a large load.."
With his remaining breath, he panted: "Yes, Ms. Donovan. I'll help you."
"Oh good, Brian!" She was now massaging her breasts; he continued to stroke his still-hard cock.
And Ms. Donovan? I like to call her Mommy."
———x———
Brian stood at the door of the sex-ed class, holding his mother's hand in his. He stared into her gorgeous green eyes, but his gaze inevitably drifted down to her body. She twisted it slightly as she sometimes did when she was feeling particularly horny, her huge breasts swaying with each twist.
"Brian, I just want to know that whatever happens in there, I love you."
"I love you too, Mommy."
"And I'll always want to be your fucktoy. I've accepted that that's what I am: A fuck-toy for my beautiful son."
"Mommy, you're so much more than that."
"I know," She smiled and leaned up to kiss him, pressing her breasts into his arm. They kissed for a moment, then she teasingly pushed him away.
She turned to the door and knocked.
A voice from within: "Come in."
***
Just an hour or so earlier, Brian's mother had bolted up from her computer and rushed upstairs, yelling behind her sex-sweat-soaked body, "I better get ready! You, too, kiddo!"
Brian again smiled. As he heard his mother start her shower upstairs, he wandered over to the computer, his still half-erect penis swinging between his legs.
"To Brian's Mother," the note started. "I'm Ms. Donovan, Brian's sex-ed teacher. We haven't met, but I've admired you from afar. I recently had a conversation with Brian about a special class I'm teaching soon. It's a private class, unsanctioned by the school. To make a long story short, I'd like you and Brian to participate. It has a focus I think you'll both be interested in and helpful with."
It went on to cite the time and place and the class, then with what she should wear to class. It concluded with this:
"The most important thing: please do not tell anyone besides your son about this class. I look forward to seeing you in person."
Brian went upstairs, got dressed (jeans, t-shirt, sneakers) and settled back down on the living room sofa. A few minutes after he heard the shower turn off, he yelled upstairs, "What's taking so long?"
"Oh, be quiet, you!" his mother yelled back. A few minutes later, she walked down the stairs and he saw what had taken so long.
She looked sexier than he had ever seen her. She was wearing a summer dress with a lovely purple flower print; on most other bodies it would be been loose and flowy, but it hugged her outrageous curves perfectly. It had a sash belt, which hugged her trim waist, and out from which flared her adorable, voluptuous body. Below, she wore 3-inch heels; above, she wore a red satin choker around her neck.
Beyond her attire, the first thing he noticed, of course, were her tits. Their huge bulk swayed back and forth, her nipples visibly rigid through her dress and the bra beneath. She stepped delicately down the stairs, looking down most of the time (though Brian wondered why - there was no way she could see beyond her gigantic bust), occasionally casting a loving glance at her bug-eyed son.
Her luscious dark hair flowed over her face and shoulders. She peeked out from under a strand, smiled shyly at her son and said, "Do you like Mommy's dress, sweetie?"
"You... you look amazing, Mommy. Gorgeous."
Her smile broadened. "Thank you, darling."
She rounded the staircase and swayed her way to her son. She pressed her body into his, her massive breasts squashing against his lower chest. Tilting her head up toward his, she brushed hair from her face and bit her lip.
"I have to admit, I'm really excited for this, baby. I get to help out in your sex-ed class. I wonder what Ms. Donovan has in mind for us." He ran his hand around her waist, pulling her into him even more. He grabbed her large, round ass; she squealed.
"I'm excited, too, Mommy."
"Ms. Donovan told me to wear my sexiest bra, so i picked one out. And no panties, she was clear on that. You sure you like my dress?" She pulled away from him and twirled around, presenting her curvy little body to her horny son. Her skirt, which only came down to about mid-thigh, spun out, revealing her lithe, muscular legs and huge bubble butt.
"It feels good on my body, I have to admit. It's a silk blend, I think. Do you think my breasts look too big in it?" She turned to the side and plumped them for him, then smoothed the dress out, lingering as her hands caressed her tits, then let them drift down past her tummy to her crotch. She massaged her vagina through the dress for a moment. She looked down at the ground in shame.
"It makes me sort of horny. I'm sorry, sweetie. I know I should be a good Mommy, not some sort of horny little fuck-toy."
"No! Mommy... they -" he stared at her giant tits, then up at her pleading face, "you look amazing. And beautiful."
"Thank you, my love. I also wore this choker," she said, "I hope you like it. Ms. Donovan didn't ask for it, but I thought it looked sexy."
"It's great, Mommy. You look really incredible."
She glanced at the clock. "We should go. Ms. Donovan wants us there by 11. She sounds sort of strict." She giggled in that little-girl way of hers, grabbed her son by the hand and led him out of the house.
As drove to school, Brian couldn't keep his eyes off her huge chest - bisected by her seatbelt, they still jiggled wildly with each minor bump in the road. They parked and roamed the empty halls of the school; Brian couldn't help but imagine what his classmates' reactions would be to seeing him with this gorgeous, ultra-curvy little woman by his side, holding his hand like a teenage girlfriend, occasionally gazing up lovingly at him.
Soon they were knocking at the classroom door. They heard a voice beckon them and they entered.
***
The first thing Brian noticed once inside the classroom was a list written on the chalkboard. It read:
RULES FOR SPECIAL SEX-ED SESSION
What happens in sex-ed, stays in sex-ed. Nothing is to be discussed outside of this classroom. SERIOUS PENALTIES WILL OCCUR IF THIS RULE IS BROKEN.
Students must be over 18.
No wearing of underwear.
Ms. Donovan is in charge. Entry to class implies consent to anything she requests.
In-class masturbation must be approved by Ms. Donovan.
EXTRA RULE FOR TODAY'S CLASS: Girls must be DD bust or over.
The second thing he noticed was that the classroom set-up wasn't what he was used to. Instead of regular school chairs and desks, the room was populated by large, pillowy seats, like plush armchairs without the arms. Where the teacher's desk usually sat, there was a full-size bed - a normal-looking one, with one exception: the end facing the classroom had stirrups, like you'd find in an ob-gyn's office. Two of those large seats sat on either side of the bed.
Brian scanned the students and noticed that all 5 of them were all female. More to the point, they were girls on whom he had his most intense crushes - all of them, it doesn't need to be said, were totally stacked: Becky, the beautiful head cheerleader (wearing her cheerleader outfit, no less); Jenny, the nerdy-but-adorable girl-in-glasses he sat next to in math; Britney, a tiny soccer star, very muscular but even shorter than his mother (Brian had heard a rumor that she had to wear three sports bras to keep her huge breasts in check during games); Sam, his next-door-neighbor (who he once caught a glorious glimpse of changing from his bedroom window and was thereafter in love); and Bethany, the homecoming queen (widely considered the hottest girl in school, and Brian wasn't arguing).
All of them, he noticed, were staring at him - and at his gorgeous mother. Jenny licked her lips. Becky blew him a kiss. His revelry was interrupted by Ms. Donovan, who approached the two.
"Welcome, Brian. Please note the rules of the class," she said, gesturing to the chalkboard. As you've probably noticed, this is a females-only class - besides you, of course. And, knowing your predilections, I've selected only the bustiest and prettiest of my students." She turned to the class. "Say hello to Brian, girls."
"Hiiii Brian," the girls said in sing-song unison.
Brian was almost speechless. "Um... hi." He looked down and his erection was clearly visible through his jeans. "Sorry about that."
The girls giggled, but Ms. Donovan shushed them. "Girls, please. It's a normal reaction of a young man surrounded by such pretty and large-breasted young women. Not to mention his extraordinarily gorgeous little mother," she added, turning to the young Mommy. "For the purposes of this class, we won't be using your name. We'll simply be calling you Mommy. Do you understand?"
Brian's mother, who was slack-jawed, simply said, "Yes, ma'am. That's fine."
"Very good. Please take a seat." The mother and son, both reeling from this bizarre classroom-from-an-alternate-universe, sat in the two chairs at the front of the class.
Ms. Donovan went to the chalkboard. She was wearing one of her usual outfits: on top, a white blouse, unbuttoned at the top, covered by a tight black jacket; below, a tight pencil skirt and 4-inch heels that showed off her amazing body. In large letters, she wrote the words: "MOTHER-SON INCEST."
"This, class, is our subject today - well, one of two. We've been talking a lot during recent classes about taboo subjects: BDSM, various types of roleplay, physical fetishes, and so forth. But I've found a special opportunity to not just discuss the appeal of mother-son incest, but to actually see it in action. And explore something I've been fascinated by for years: hyper-sexuality."
She swayed her way over to Brian mother, who was shifting uncomfortably in her seat, her face flushed as the class of gorgeous girls stared at her and her equally embarrassed son.
"We've discussed why sexual taboos can be appealing. But this is a particularly special case. Mommy," Ms. Donovan said, addressing the squirming young mother, "please stand."
She did as she was told, her massive tits and tight round ass jiggling slightly.
"As you can see, Brian's Mommy has a very unusual body. She is extremely petite - about 5 feet tall - and extraordinarily voluptuous. Frankly, I'm not sure I've ever seen a body quite as extreme as hers. Now, some might find this... well, too much. But some do not. Brian-" she turned to the boy, who was trying (and failing) to hide his massive erection, "am I correct in saying that you find your mother's body extremely attractive and arousing?"
"Yes, ma'am. Very much so."
"You think about it a lot and masturbate to it, don't you?"
"Yes, ma'am."
Jenny, the gorgeous nerd, was sitting in the front row. "Wow, Brian," she said, smiling and staring at his crotch, "you must be busting out of your pants right now. I bet you want to fuck her really bad." She wore chunky glasses, loose-fitting jeans and a baggy flannel shirt, but even it couldn't hide her slim-and-stacked physique.
"I bet he wants to fuck all of us!" Britney, the tight-bodied little soccer star. All the girls giggled.
"That's actually a very good point, girls," Ms. Donovan said. Britney, why don't you come up here."
Tiny brunette Britney, her miniscule shorts hugging her muscular ass, jumped out of her seat and ran up. On her jersey, the team name - The Cougars - was so distended by her huge breasts, which bounced as she ran, that it was almost illegible.
Ms. Donovan instructed Brian to take off his pants, which he did, revealing his extremely erect penis. Both the girls and Brian mother cooed over it. Noting the young mother's reaction, Ms. Donovan turned to her.
"You are aroused by your son's penis, aren't you?"
"Yes," the mother said, staring at her son's cock and now fully writhing her in seat. "It's so beautiful."
"I agree!" Jenny exclaimed, then blushed when the whole class giggled.
Ms. Donovan smiled. "Brian, at the side of your seat, you'll find some lotion. Please hand that to Britney. Britney, kneel down beside Brian and feel free to masturbate him as I continue."
"Oooh, goodie!" Britney said in her tiny voice. "Brian, I'm super-psyched for this. And Jenny's right - your Mommy's body is just insane. I thought I was petite and busty, but her proportions - wow!" With that, she squirted some lotion in her hand and began to slowly stroke Brian's throbbing cock.
"Oh my goodness!" Brian's mother whispered.
"Don't be alarmed, Mommy," Ms. Donovan said. "And Brian, under no circumstances are you allowed to cum right now. If you find yourself getting close, please tell Britney and she will stop. Britney, keep a close eye on it."
"Yes, ma'am," Brian and Britney squeaked in unison. Britney was, of course, right; he was desperately horny.
"And Jenny," Ms. Donovan said, "you come up here, too, and sit next to Brian's mother."
Jenny got out her seat. She had long, dark hair and was wearing a loose flannel shirt and jean shorts, but they couldn't hide her magnificent body. Her big breasts bounced under the shirt as she bounded to the front of the class.
"Girls, I'd like to start exploring Brian's mother's body. It's quite extraordinary. We've talked about hyper-sexuality before a bit. This is the second theme of today's class. Can someone tell me what it is?"
All the girls hand shot up.
"Sam?"
Brian's next-door neighbor was a sheepish teen. She had, of course, noticed the young mother in the neighborhood. She had very large tits herself - F cups - and had slowly become fixated on having even larger breasts. She was obsessed with breast expansion, and the busty mother figured prominently into most of her fantasies.
"It's when someone has exaggerated sexual characteristics-"
"Such as?"
"Um, huge breasts. Large penises. Big, bulbous buttocks. Thick lips. Swollen vaginas."
"Very good, Sam. And what else?"
"A high sex-drive. Easily turned-on." She stared directly at Brian's gorgeous mother, twisting in her seat as she listened to the neighborhood girl describe her. "A wet, throbbing pussy."
Brian's mother groaned, turned to her son and whispered, "I'm so sorry, sweetie."
"There's not reason to be sorry," Ms. Donovan said dismissively. "This is simply how you are built. And there's one other major trait. Who can tell me?"
Becky, the cheerleader, raised her hand. The outfit was a typical cheerleader's. The school name was stenciled across her sweater, just as distended as Britney's, if not more. Her flared skirt was short, revealing long, lithe legs. Her blonde hair was up in pigtails, and they bounced around as she spoke.
"Orgasms, Ms. Donovan. Frequent and intense orgasms."
"That's right, Becky, very good. 'Highly orgasmic' is another way to put it. I believe that Brian's Mommy is all of these things. Mommy, please stand up."
Brian's mother immediately complied.
"Stick out your chest."
She did as told, her massive bust straining her dress to its max.
"Jenny, please stand behind Brian's mother."
"Yes, ma'am. Are you ready?" she whispered in the young mother's ear. "We're going to explore your gorgeous body now." She touched her shoulder. "Goodness, you're trembling!"
"This is so embarrassing," the little mother whispered.
"Oh, c'mon," Jenny said, slowly gliding her hands around the mom's enormous breasts. "You're obviously built for this. For your body to be explored and enjoyed," she added, stroking the huge breasts.
Brian stared up at the lovely young cheerleader, who slowly cupped his mother's huge bust.
"Very good, Jenny," Ms. Donovan said. "Students, as we've established Brian's Mommy has very unusual proportions. Mommy, please tell us how large your tits are."
"They... they're a 30JJ, ma'am."
A couple of the girls gasped.
Bethany, the gorgeous homecoming queen, twirled a strand of her thick dark red hair. "Ms. Donovan, I'm a 34G cup. Is Brian's Mommy, like, twice as big as me?"
"It doesn't quite work that way, Bethany. You have extremely large tits-" Bethany smiled smugly; she was the bustiest girl in the school. "But suffice it to say that I've never seen larger breasts than Brian's Mommy's - certainly on a women her size."
Jenny squeezed the young mother's tits, causing her to squirm even more. "They feel sooooo good, Ms. Donovan. Can we see them, pleeeeease?"
"In due time. Note, class, both the roundness and forward projection of her breasts."
"Forward projection?" asked a fascinated Sam.
"Jenny, please cup Mommy's tits. Gently."
Jenny did so, not lifting the giant globes, but just caressing their undersides.
"The breasts thrust forward, Sam. Very firm, particularly for breasts that size. Jenny, please turn her around now."
Jenny turned the jiggling body, moving her around like a sex doll, so that her ass faced the class.
"Note the oversized, and very round buttocks." Jenny squeezed them too and smiled as the mother groaned.
"UUHHHH. God, I'm so ashamed. Why do I need to be groped in front of a room full of Brian's classmate," she said, turning to look at her son being jerked off by the adorable little soccer star, "and while he's being openly masturbated?"
Ms. Donovan walked over to the young mother and, through her dress and bra, pinched one of her rigid nipples. The mother let out another loud groan and her hand shot down to her crotch. Ms. Donovan caught it, preventing the petite woman from masturbating.
"That's why," she said. "You are a very unusual woman, one that I think this class can learn a lot from. And your son," she added, turning to Brian, who was getting increasingly close to an orgasm, "will figure into this class as well. Britney, you may want to take a little break. It looks like Brian is approaching orgasm."
"Yes, ma'am," Britney said, taking her hand off of the throbbing cock, which stayed completely upright and was visibly pulsing. "Sorry, Brian," she said to the boy. "Teacher's orders."
"That's... that's ok, Britney," Brian panted.
"Ok, I think we can proceed. Jenny, please remove that dress."
"Yay!" the teen cried, then whispered in the tremblingly horny mother's ear. "God, I can't wait to see your naked body."
The teen bent down and grabbed the hem of the sundress, pulling it slowly past the mother's slightly plump legs, then revealing her trimmed pussy. She wiggled it over the bulbous ass. She reached the mother's huge, round breasts. She struggled to get it over their bulk, but finally freed them - or rather, the massive bra, a gorgeous purple frilly number, that held that bulk, then removed the dress entirely, tossing it aside. The girls were wide-eyed; Jenny gasped.
"They're soooo big!"
""That's a lovely bra," Ms. Donovan said. "Becky, please remove it."
Brittany began to stroke her teen classmate's cock again, kissed him on the ear and whispering, "We're all going to see your Mommy's huge breasts, Brian! I'm super-psyched for this."
Jenny struggled with a bra for a moment, then unlatched it and pulled the straps of the massive device down over the mother's delicate shoulders. She then reached around and pulled the cups from the giant teats, which bounced and swayed. Again, there were gasps as the tiny woman's giant tits were revealed. Only the satin choker and heels remained; otherwise, the young mother was totally naked.
There was a momentary pause as the classroom absorbed the sight. Sam, the breast-obsessed neighborhood, spoke first.
"Ms. Donovan, they are so amazing. Would it be ok if I started masturbating? I'm so horny right now."
"You do have quite the big-breast obsession, don't you, Sam?" Ms. Donovan smiled. "Ok, yes, you may begin masturbating."
"Yes!" Sam pumped her arm, then pulled up her skirt and immediately plunged a finger inside of herself with one hand and started to massage her clit with the other.
"Hey, no fair!" said Bethany, her blonde pigtails bouncing. "If she gets to jerk off, we all should."
"Hm. Ok, I suppose that's fair. You may all masturbate."
Becky hand shot down and pulled up her tiny cheerleader skirt, exposing her shaved pussy. She started to massage her clit. "UUUHHHHH! That feels so good." Bethany soon followed, shoving her hand down under her jeans. Brian looked out at his three gorgeous, big-titted classmates, all masturbating, their legs cocked up to allow them easier access to their pussies, their chests wobbling under their tops. They stared at him, his huge cock being stroked by another of his crushes, and at his ultra-busty - and naked - mother.
"UUUUHHHHH!" Brian exclaimed. "I'm gonna cum too!"
"NO!" Ms. Donovan yelled and ran over to where he was seated. She threw Britney's hand off and firmly grabbed the base of the pulsing cock. "You may not ejaculate yet. Britney, please pay attention."
"I'm sorry Ms. Donovan," the tiny teen said sheepishly. "I just got... distracted." She was staring at the boy's mother, who was now panting with horniness, her giant tits rising and falling with each breath.
"It's ok, just don't let it happen again. Brian will have an opportunity to cum soon enough."
Brian's cock was almost purple and throbbing visibly, but his teacher had successfully managed to stave off his orgasm. "I'm sorry, too, Ms. Donovan," he said.
"Well, I can hardly blame you, Brian," she smiled at the student. "Ok, then. Mommy, please lie down on the bed and put your feet in the stirrups."
The young mother's eyes widened and her mouth opened to object, but all that came out was: "Yes ma'am." She walked to the bed, lied down and put her feet in the stirrups, exposing her dripping wet vagina. Her massive tits wobbled as she settled down.
Britney turned to Brian and said, "Oh man, this is going to be good." She slipped a hand under her soccer shorts and joined her classmates in masturbation.
"Brian, please disrobe," Ms. Donovan said.
Brian jumped up and quickly removed his t-shirt, shorts, socks and shoes. Soon, he was completely naked.
"Oooooooh, yeah," said a masturbating Becky, narrowing her eyes at the newly toned teen. "Totally hot."
"Agreed," Britney, rubbing her slit underneath her super-tight shorts. "He's gonna fuck his Mommy hard."
"That's enough, girls," Ms. Donovan scolded. She walked over to the mother and pulled her vaginal lips apart. "Note how extremely wet she is. And swollen. She couldn't be more ready for a fucking. Brian, I want you to lie on top of your mother. DO NOT insert your penis into her."
Brian gulped and climbed onto the bed. Slipping between the stirrups, he lowered his body onto the tiny mother's, feeling her huge chest pressing into his. He stared into her gorgeous green eyes. "Hi," he whispered. His cock was hovering over her pussy; she instinctively started to tilt her hips slightly toward it.
"Hi," his mother said, smiling sweetly. "I love you, sweetheart."
"I love you too, Mommy," he whispered.
"Awww," Becky said, slowing her masturbation for a moment.
He tentatively bent down and began kissing his mother, tentatively at first, then more forcefully. Their tongues danced in each other mouths.
"Note the expressions of love," Ms. Donovan said. "Mother and son cannot separate their maternal love from their romantic love and sexual attraction. Brian's penis is as hard as we've seen it, isn't it, Bethany?"
"It sure is, ma'am," said the girl, staring at the throbbing prick. "I think he might shoot at any second."
"But he can't, not yet."
"Ms. Donovan?" Sam said, slipping two finger in and out of her pussy with one hand and groping one of her own very large breasts with the other. "Shouldn't he, um, play with her breasts? Wouldn't that be the natural next thing to do?"
"Good point, Sam. Brian?"
Brian wasted no time and began to squeeze and grope his mother's chest. He still marveled not just at their size, but at their sponginess.
"UUUUHHHHH," Sam groaned. "I'm gonna cum!" She began to orgasm, feverishly rubbing her clit.
"Our first orgasm," Ms. Donovan said, smiling. "Very good."
Brian continued to feel up his mother, occasionally kissing her. His mother, too, groaned. He tweaked a nipple and she bucked her hips, causing her pussy to momentarily come into contact with his cock.
"Fuuuuck, coming too!" Bethany yelled as her orgasm overtook her. One by one all of the girls had orgasms, spurred on by each other and by the sight in front of them."
"Ok, now that the first wave of orgasms is over," Ms. Donovan said. "Girls, come up here."
The five teens jumped to their feet. Bethany started pulling off her shirt.
"What you doing, Bethany?"
"Oh please let us get naked, Ms. Donovan! I really want to be naked right now."
"Very well."
All five girls quickly shed their clothing, peeling off layers of cheerleading sweaters and soccer jerseys and flannel, all overstuffed with huge breasts. Brian groaned as he watched the teens undressing. Once naked, they converged on the bed. Bethany crept up to the mother and son, their swollen, horny bodies sweating and pulsing.
"Wow," she said. "This is the coolest. Ms. Donovan, are they going to start fucking now?"
"Soon, Bethany, soon. Britney, Sam, please suckle on Mommy's breasts."
The tit-obsessed girl's jaw dropped. "Oh my god." She dove onto the giant teat and began sucking, kissing and groping. She imagined she was sucking milk from the giant-titted little woman, her tits swelling as he did. The already primed mother groaned. Britney clamped onto the other tit, sucking.
Brian's mother was writhing behind him. Her hands shot down to her pussy, but Ms. Donovan interrupted.
"Bethany, Jenny, hold her arms at her side please."
"No!" the mother shouted. "Please, I need to masturbate."
"Absolutely not," Ms. Donovan said. Bethany and Jenny pulled her arms down on either side of her, their huge tits wobbling with their movement. The mother continued to buck her hips into the air, desperate for relief.
Brian gawked at the sight beneath him. Two of his hottest, bustiest classmates were sucking on his mother's huge tits while the other, equally sexy two held her down, preparing her for a fucking. The mother started to chant between moans, "fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," her pussy bucking up toward his huge cock. She felt her orgasm approaching. "I'm gonna cum! UUUUHHHHH FUUUUUCK I'M COMING."
"As I'd expected," Ms. Donovan said. "Hyper-sexual."
As the mother's orgasm reached its crest, she stared into her loving son's eyes and shouted, "I LOVE YOU, BABY! WATCH MOMMY CUM! I'M CUUUUUUMIIIIIING!"
Her pussy began to squirt, one blast hitting her son's cock, then pulsed girl-juice all over the bedding, her legs up in the stirrups, her arms held down, her tiny, busty body buckling as her intense orgasm rippled through her.
"Holy shit," Jenny shouted. "She's squirting!"
"Indeed," Ms. Donovan said. "Amazing. Note, of course, that her vagina hasn't been touched by finger or penis. Very, very unusual."
Brian looked at his teacher. "Please? Can I, Ms. Donovan?" he said.
The mother, half-stoned from her orgasm, turned toward the teacher. "Please, Ms. Donovan?" She was almost slurring. "Can he fuck me?"
"Girls, back off," Ms. Donovan said. Bethany and Jenny released her arms. The mother immediately grabbed her son's ass and started to pull it toward her. "Brian, it's time to fuck your mother."
Brian penetrated his mother, slowly pushing aside her pulsing vagina with his huge cock. She arched her back. "AAHH! AAHHH!"
"Oh my god," said Becky, "she's gonna cum again."
Sam, who was still groping the giant-titted little woman with a look of rapturous amazement on her face, said, "she's like a fuck-toy."
"Very good, Sam," Ms. Donovan said, as she peered at the young mother being seriously fucked by her son. "She is clearly built for sex. Not just hyper-sexual, but particularly suited to mother-son fucking." As another orgasm washed over his mother, he grabbed her under her mid-torso, and pulled her into his body, her massive tits squashing against his chest. He was grunting with each thrust now, rutting into her. They fucked for the next few minutes, with an increasingly intensity.
"Jesus," said Jenny. "He's really fucking her hard."
"I bet she comes again," Britney said, between slurps of her own huge breasts, which she lifted to her mouth for a suck.
"Before he does?" Bethany said, pulling open the mother's vagina for easier entry by her son. "I don't know, he looks pretty close too."
"I am!" Brian screamed. "I have to cum inside you, Mommy!"
"Do it, baby!" said the writhing mother. "Cum inside your fuck-toy Mommy!"
Brian turned to Ms. Donovan. "Can I, please?"
"Please let him, Ms. Donovan," Jenny said. "He's been a really good boy for his Mommy."
"Yes, Brian. Ejaculate inside her. Feel how her warm and welcoming pussy feels. Then empty your balls into her. Treat her like your personal fuck-toy. Your very own, huge-titted little fuck-Mommy."
"AAAARRRGHHHH!" He roared as his cock began to spurt inside of his mother.
"UUUUUHHHHH!! CUUUUMMING AGAIN!" She, too, was orgasming, her third in a short time.
Both mother and son continued to orgasm for what felt like minutes, the girls groping both their bodies, egging them on with comments like "you're being a good boy, Brian! Keep fucking her!" and "you're such a little sexy Mommy! Do you feel his cum inside you?"
Finally, the orgasms subsided and Brian collapsed on top of his mother. She kissed and nuzzled his neck. "Thank you, baby. I love you so much. You give Mommy the best orgasms."
"I love you too, Mommy," he squeaked out. He rolled off her, his still swollen cock popping from her vagina. Instinctively, Jenny began to suck on it, cleaning off his mother's girl-juice.
"Very good, Jenny. Please continue to suck on that cock while Mommy gets into her next position. Britney, Bethany, please help Mommy out of the stirrups and onto her hands and knees." Both teens and the mother, still shaking from her massive orgasms, did as instructed, the mother looking back at her son, who was staring at her dripping vagina while being fellated by the 18-year-old naked, sexy nerd. To his amazement, he was quickly hard again.
"That's enough, Jenny. Please guide his penis back inside his mother."
As the teen did so, Britney and Sam lied down on either side of the mother, whose breasts were so large that they hung down almost to the bed. Each took a massive tit in their mouths and again began suckling.
"FUUUUCK!" the mother exclaimed, as her son again penetrated her.
"Becky, you may play with her body while she gets fucked. Feel free to play with her clitoris, which I'm sure is extremely engorged."
Becky tucked her hand under the mother's pelvis, which was slamming back against her son's thrusts - they were both simply grunting now. Becky began to diddle the mother's clit as best she could; it was like holding on to a bucking bronco.
"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" the mother screamed. She turned back to look at her son, her tousled hair hanging down over her face. "Please fuck me harder, sweetie! Please- UH! Fuck- UH! Meeeee! UUUUUUHHHH!" The son grabbed onto her huge ass cheeks and began to really plow his insanely horny mother with his rock-hard dick.
Becky's ministrations, as well as those of the two teens latched onto her breasts (again, doing the best they could, given the wild swinging action of the giant teats), was quickly leading the mother to another orgasm.
"FUUUUUUCK! I'M GONNA CUM AGAIN! UH! UH! UH! HERE IT COMES BABY! CUUUUMING ON MY BABY'S PENIS!"
"And that's number three," Ms. Donovan said approvingly. "Very good. Brian, I take it you would like to cum again as well?"
"Yes please, Ms. Donovan."
"Please let him cum on my face and tits," the groggy mother pleaded. "I need to feel his cum on me."
"Ooooh yeah," said Sam, unlatching for a moment from a huge nipple. "That would be awesome!"
"Soon," Ms. Donovan said. "One more position first. Brian, sit on the edge of the bed. Mommy, straddle your son."
The mother and son quickly got into position. The tiny mother mounted her son, her massive tits pushing into his chest. Her tight, lithe legs were on either side of him, her pussy poised to plunge onto his throbbing penis. All four girls surrounded them, caressing both bodies, which were now dripping with sex-sweat. Britney reached over and grabbed the boy's cock, angling it so it touched the entrance to his mother's wet pussy. "Go ahead, Mommy," she whispered. "Fuck your baby boy."
With that the mother plunged onto her son's cock. Letting her head tilt back, her gorgeous dark hair hanging down behind her, she again let again a huge groan. "FUUUUCK THAT FEELS SOOOOO GOOD!"
Soon, the mother-son duo were again fucking, this time in a more intimate position. They kissed like teenagers on a first date, whispering to each other between kisses.
"I love you so much, baby," she said, as her huge ass bucked up and down on her son's lap. "Don't ever stop fucking me."
"I love you, Mommy. You feel so good on my cock. And I can feel your giant tits bouncing on my chest."
"Baby, when you're ready, I really, really want you to cum on my face and tits. I've been dreaming about it ever since we started fucking. There's nothing more that I want than to feel your hot cum on my skin."
"UUUUHHHH!" The teenage boy couldn't hold out much longer.
Now!" Ms. Donovan said. "Mommy, kneel down. Girls, help her!"
The five girls helped to force the mother's tiny-but-stacked body, still trembling, onto the floor. Sam crouched behind her and hoisted up her giant breasts, providing a target for her son's ejaculate. The other four crowded around the mother, pushing up their own large breasts for added inspiration.
For the first time, Ms. Donovan touched her student. Standing behind him, she reached around and began to stroke him. "It's time to cum on your Mommy, Brian," she whispered into his ear.
"AAAAHHHHH!!" the boy screamed. "CUUUUMMMIIIIINNGG!!"
He unleashed his first rope of cum, which splattered his mother's face and the huge expanse of her tits. It was such a huge blast that it actually splattered onto the girls, who all groaned in pleasure.
"STILL CUMMING!" Brian said as his teacher continued to milk him.
Rope after thick rope of cum coated his mother's face and tits. Soon, the blasts slowed. The mother dove forward and engulfed the cock with her mouth, sucking the remaining cum. "Mmmmmm," she moaned.
All four girls and the mother collapsed onto the floor. Brian flopped onto the bed.
"Very good, Brian. Excellent job. Girls, get some towels and clean up Mommy." She looked up at the clock. "Good timing - class is over. Let's all plan to meet back here next week. We've got plenty more to explore."
"More?" the mother said meekly.
"Of course, Ms. Donovan said, smiling and wiping cum off her hand with a handkerchief. "Brian has an entire class to fuck."
The four teens smiled at the boy, who could only smile back.
"I can't wait," he said.
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