"Good morning, sweetie! Time for Mommy to suck on your penis!" Brian's mother had woken him up with her usual greeting. It didn't take him long to rub the sleep from his eyes and sit up. There was his petite, wildly voluptuous mother, her long dark hair up in a bun, wearing a babydoll negligee that hugged her amazing curves, barely containing her massive chest. She beamed up at him as she removed his blanket, revealing his naked cock. She immediately began rubbing it.
"Oh goodie!" she squealed. "My sweetie is ready for Mommy's mouth!" With that, she began to lick and kiss her son's throbbing prick, just as she had done the previous night before he went to bed. Brian put his hand on the back of her head, knowing what was coming next. As she looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with excitement, she whispered, "Ready?" He nodded and she plunged the rigid cock into her wet, waiting mouth and down her throat.
Brian was aware of just how lucky he was. His gorgeous, sweet, dumb, enormous-titted mother was deeply devoted to him. Ever since their mindblowing encounter with Ms. Powers at his final parent-teacher conference, during which the gorgeous young teacher had dominated his mother, essentially making her into a sexual playtoy right in front of her son, and, finally, gotten him to fuck her into oblivion, things had been good -- very good -- for Brian. Except for one thing. And it was driving him crazy.
They had gotten home the day of the meeting with Ms. Powers and though his mother was clearly ashamed of the experience, she couldn't keep her hands off him. They showered together, and she bent over to let him fuck her over and over, screaming through one orgasm after another. They slept in the same bed, her tiny body cuddled up against his tall, muscular one. In the days that followed, she had continued to be both extremely affectionate and wildly sexual around him. But once school ended, something changed.
With more time on their hands, both mother and son were spending hours a day in their home gym. Brian generally only wore athletic shorts. His mother wore skintight workout clothes, her massive tits pushing her sports bras to their limits, yoga shorts filled with her large, round, lush ass. Though she made sure to give him blowjobs before each session, watching her petite, insanely curvy body bounce and jiggle, it was all he could do not to throw her down on a workout bench and fuck her.
One day, he couldn't take it anymore: He ripped off his shorts and pinned her against the wall. Though she began to rub her massive tits against his naked, sweaty chest, she suddenly pushed him away.
"Sweetie! No... I... I can't."
"What do you mean? I need to fuck you, Mommy."
"No... Brian, it's just not right. I love our nervousness sessions," she said, using her ridiculous term for her epic blowjobs, "but you can't fuck Mommy any more."
"But... remember what Ms. Powers said?" he asked, groping her giant breasts through her sports bra. 'Your body is made for fucking. It's the only thing you're good for. If you really love your son, you'll let him fuck the living shit out of you.'" He had memorized his teacher's little speech.
"I... I know what she said, but I'm not just a..." She trailed off.
"A dumb fucktoy?"
"Oh Brian!" She wriggled out of his grasp and ran upstairs. From then on, they had their workout sessions separately. She still sucked him off two or three times a day, and would even pose erotically, wriggling her short and wildly stacked body for him, as he masturbated in front of her, but she wouldn't let him fuck her. It was driving him crazy.
He knew what needed to be done. He picked up the phone and made a call.
The next day, Mommy was cleaning, wearing only a white tennis skirt and tight white t-shirt that clearly showed the massive, lavender bra underneath. A swell of tit-flesh surged from her cleavage, little bulges emerging from the sides. Her long hair was up in a high ponytail, which swished around as she moved. Brian descended the stairs, his half-hard cock rising to full mast when he saw his mother bending over an ottoman, her big, full ass pushed out toward him. She looked back at him -- her enormous breasts visible from either side of her torso -- and smiled her matronly smile.
"Hi sweetie! Mommy was just cleaning up a little." She sounded particularly bubbly and dumb this morning. She paused. "Sweetie?"
Brian was lost in her breasts and her short but muscular and curvy legs, his eyes darting back and forth.
"Um, sorry. Right! Glad you are cleaning up, actually."
"Why is that, sweetie?" She absentmindedly wiggled her torso like a horny teenager, her massive breasts swaying.
"Uh, no reason. Just good to, you know, have things clean." He paused, trying to keep his gaze at eye level. "You look... great."
"So do you! I was just thinking, he looks so muscular today! You've really been hitting the weights, huh?"
Brian had been sublimating the absence of Mommy-sex with lots of weight-training. And, of course, masturbation. Multiple times a day, in addition to his mother's amazing blowjobs. But it wasn't enough. He was simply built different. So was his mother, he was sure.
Just then, the doorbell rang. His mother flounced over to the door, her wildly voluptuous body jiggling. "I'll get it!" she squeaked in her typical ditzy voice.
She opened the door to reveal Ms. Powers, who towered over the young mother, her own large breasts at Mommy's eye level. The teacher was dressed in the kind of outfit Brian had never seen her in. Instead of the professional attire she wore in class, she was clearly showing off her statuesque, voluptuous body: a pair of tight jeans that hugged her wide hips and slim waist, and a red crop-top that both accentuated her cleavage and left a slim line flashing her toned midsection. Her hair was up in a bun, her bright green eyes gleaming out from behind a pair of chunky glasses.
"Well, Ms. Pepper. It's wonderful to see you again."
"Oh goodness..." Mommy twisted her body back and forth. "It's, um, good to see you too. Please, come in."
"Don't mind if I do," Ms. Pepper said, closing the door behind her. Without any warning, she pulled Brian's mother into her body and gently began to kiss her.
"Oh, I, um..." the petite, busty mother sputtered, before giving in to the kisses, pressing her body more deeply into the younger and taller woman, swooning at the contact.
Ms. Pepper pulled back and looked the mother up and down before glancing at the topless Brian, who was unsuccessfully trying to hide his erection. "Well, you both look very attractive, I must say."
"Oh gosh, thank you, Ms. Powers," the top-heavy mother giggled. "We've both been working out a lot. Isn't Brian getting extra-muscley?"
"He certainly is," Ms. Powers said, winking at her now-former student. "And you look tight in all the right places, Mommy."
Blushing at both the compliment and being called "Mommy" by the gorgeous teacher, Brian's mother ran her hands over her gigantic breasts and down her hips. "Thank you, Ms. Powers. I'm trying. I just can't seem to lose weight in, um, a couple of places."
"Yes, I see your breasts are bigger than ever. If memory serves, you were a G-cup the last time I saw you."
"Um... yeah. Turns out I needed a bigger bra, though! I'm actually a HH-cup. But to be honest, I like to wear a slightly smaller H-cup, so, um..."
"So your massive tits are bursting out of your tops?"
"Oh gosh. Yes, I guess so."
"Because you're a dumb, super-busty slut?"
"Oh, Ms. Powers, please..."
"Please what? I'm just telling the truth."
"No! I promise, I'm... I'm not a slut!"
For some reason, despite the blowjobs and erotic outfits, Brian's mother had drawn the line at penetrative sex. It was perplexing for the teenager, to say the least.
"We'll see about that later," the gorgeous teacher said. "Why don't we sit down and discuss it?"
"Gosh, I'm sorry. Where are my manners? Please, come sit." She gestured to the sofa. "Would you like something to drink?"
"That would be lovely. Perhaps a gin and tonic."
"Of course! I'll be right back!" She jiggled off to the kitchen. Brian and Ms. Powers sat on the couch next to each other. The young teacher began to caress Brian's bulging arm.
"You really do look very handsome and muscular, Brian."
"Thanks, Ms. Powers. Mommy was telling the truth -- we've been working out a lot."
"But you're still having the problem you told me about on the phone, yes?"
Just then, Mommy reappeared with three gin and tonics, barely able to balance them on a tray.
"I'm afraid so. She just won't fuck me."
"Brian!" he mother said, almost dropping the drinks. "That's totally inappropriate talk!"
"Quiet, Mommy," the young teacher commanded. "Now sit down with us like a good girl and we'll discuss this."
"Yes, ma'am. I'm sorry."
"That's quite OK." The young mother sat on the other side of the voluptuous teacher. "I understand it's a difficult subject, but what Brian described to me is totally unacceptable. During our last meeting, I thought we had made a breakthrough of sorts. You seemed to accept that it is your purpose in life to turn on and fuck your son. That your extremely erotic body and dumb little brain were simply built for it."
"I..." Tears started to well in the mother's eyes. "Please don't call me that."
"What, dumb? But you are, sweetie. And obviously built for fucking." The teacher caressed the mother's cheek -- she instinctively leaned her face into the gorgeous woman's hand, like a cat looking for affection. "You're so very beautiful." She let her hand fall slowly away from the mother's face, down the slope of her upper chest and onto one of her massive breasts. The mother gasped as the teacher cupped it and squeezed it gently. "And you have this absolutely enormous tits. Brian, wouldn't you agree your Mommy is a dumb bimbo?"
"Uh..." Just as at the parent-teacher conference, Brian was amazed at how his gorgeous teacher, barely older than him, had -- quite literally -- his erotically proportioned mother in her hands. "Yeah. But I promised I wouldn't call her Bimbo Mommy any more."
"Ah, I see. Well, fair enough. You are dumb, but I'm fine not calling you a bimbo. Would that make you happy, Mommy?"
"Yes, ma'am." A tear dropped from her eye and she turned to her son. "I'm sorry I'm such a dumb-dumb, sweetie! Mommy knows she's super-ditzy. But I'm not a slut!"
"It's OK, Mommy. I love you a lot. Even if you are... not the smartest."
"Then back to the question at hand," the teacher said sternly. "Why aren't you fucking your gorgeous, manly son? He's only gotten better looking since I last saw him. And if memory serves, he has a very large cock that I know you enjoy sucking on."
"I do! I love sucking my boy's big penis. And I love showing my body off for him when he's masturbating. It's just... letting him... fuck me is so naughty," the mother said, gathering her hands in her lap, as the teacher continued to grope one of her massive breasts. "I don't want to be a slut. I just want to be a loving Mommy."
"Well, it doesn't sound to me like you're being very loving," the teacher said, giving the mother's huge teat a final squeeze and removing her hand. "If you really loved your son, you'd let him fuck your horny body whenever he wanted."
The ultra-top-heavy mother began to cry, burying her face in her hands. "I'm sorry! I want to love him in every way. Just not that one."
"But you can't deny you're horny," the teacher said.
"Oh gosh. No, I guess I can't."
"How many times a day do you masturbate?"
"Oh, please, don't make me say it."
"Tell us. Or I might have to punish you."
The mother turned to Brian and kissed him gently on the mouth, caressing his huge bicep. "I love you so much, sweetie. Please don't think I'm a dumb whore."
"Tell us," the teacher said, putting her hand around the mother's long ponytail, ready to snap her head back if she didn't fess up.
The mother looked up at the teacher with wet eyes. "Probably six times a day."
"What did I say? Very horny."
"I'm sorry, Brian," the mother said.
"Stop apologizing!" the teacher said angrily. "You're a horny sexdoll who is built for fucking. There's no more to it than that."
"No! I'm just... I don't know."
"No, I don't suppose you do," said the teacher. "I think it's time for you to learn a lesson, Mommy. Get up and take off all your clothes except for that bra we can easily see under your top."
"What?! No, please, don't make me."
"Do it or your punishment will be more severe."
"Mommy," Brian said, trying to balance his increasingly intense horniness with the tenderness he felt for his mother. "Maybe just do what she says. It's not like I haven't seen it before."
The mother tried to steel herself, wiping away her tears. "OK," she said, like a dejected teenager. She got up, her massive tits and big ass jiggling under her tiny skirt and t-shirt. She wriggled out of the skirt, letting it drop to the floor. "Oh!" She had forgotten that she wasn't wearing panties. Her neatly trimmed, visibly wet pussy was on full display. Ms. Powers shot a look at Brian. "See? A born slut. I rest my case," she said.
"Your case?" the ditzy mother asked.
"Never mind. Please continue."
"Should I leave on my sneakers and socks?"
"Actually, yes, I think that would enhance the overall effect. What do you think, Brian?"
"Um..." He was staring directly at his mother's wet pussy. "Sure, I guess."
"Very good. And leave up your ponytail. It makes you look very sexy."
"Gosh, thanks Ms. Powers!" The mother's concerned affect turned into a smile at the compliment. "Should I take my shirt off now?"
"Yes, please proceed."
The mother nodded and peeled off her tiny t-shirt, revealing her ridiculously overstuffed, frilly lavender bra.
"My god, those really are gigantic breasts, aren't they?" the young teacher said. "And that bra is certainly too small. You might even be an I- or J-cup."
The mother naively looked down at her own massive rack, barely contained by the bra. "Gosh! I guess they've grown a bit."
"And it's got a front closure. Excellent." Brian and his mother exchanged confused glances. Ms. Powers stood up, towering over the mother's tiny but cartoonishly curvy body. "Mommy, I'd like you to lead the three of us up to your bedroom."
"Um, OK... but I told you, I'm not having sex with Brian. It's not right."
"I understand. Please lead the way."
"OK!" she giggled. And up the staircase she went, her large ass and massive tits swaying along with her ponytail. Ms. Powers followed, her own curvy, fit body swaying in front of Brian, who trailed behind. Looking up at the two women in front of him, he gulped and tried to adjust his massive erection.
They arrived at the mother's bedroom, the king-size bed looming in front of them. "Please sit on the bed, your legs folded underneath you, Mommy," Ms. Powers said. The mother did as she was told. "And Brian, please remove your shorts. I'll also take off my clothes." Brian lowered his shorts and his huge, thick cock sprang up to face his mother. His entire muscular body was on display. Ms. Powers looked him up and down and smiled, before wriggling out of her crop-top and snapping open her bra, releasing her huge, perky E-cup tits.
Before she lowered her tight jeans, she reached around to her back pocket and, to the astonishment of both mother and son, took out a pair of fake fur-covered handcuffs and threw them on the bed.
"Oh goodness," the mother uttered. "Um... what are those for?"
Ms. Powers didn't answer her. Down came the jeans, revealing the teacher's lithe, muscular legs. She stood, tall and proud, the first time mother or son had seen her glorious body completely nude.
"Wow, Ms. Powers, your body is amazing," Brian said, unable to tear his gaze from her E-cup breasts -- smaller than his mother's massive rack, but still huge, and each a perfect teardrop shape.
"Well thank you, Brian. Yours is as well, I must say." She turned to the mother, who was perched on the bed, her entire body -- except for her bra-clad chest -- exposed.
"Now, Ms. Pepper, you asked about the handcuffs. Those are for you, I'm afraid. Brian, please remove your mother's bra and attach these handcuffs behind her -- but to her biceps, not her wrists. That will force her giant tits to thrust out and show their full glory."
Brian took the handcuffs and walked around the bed to his panting mother.
"No, Brian, please..."
"Sorry, Mommy. I think I have to." He unsnapped the front fastener of the massive bra, allowing her tits to explode out of it. God, they really were enormous, he thought, despite having seen them numerous times. Round, with just the right amount of sag.
"Oh, sweetie. Please... Mommy is begging. Don't."
He ignored her pleas and pulled her arms back, snapping the handcuffs around her biceps so that she was forced to thrust out her massive chest. They looked absolutely pornographic -- two basketball-sized orbs jiggling and shaking with each deep breath the mother took.
"Oh god, this is so embarrassing," she mumbled.
"This is what you get for not showing your son the full force of your love," Ms. Powers said. "You will now watch your son fuck me until we we both cum."
"No! Please! I can't bear it!"
"I'm sorry to hear that. I will allow Brian to place a pillow between your legs so you can rub your wet pussy against it. That might give you some release."
Brian did just that. "Sorry, Mommy," he said again. The wildly horny mother immediately began rubbing against it, causing her thrust-out tits to wobble even more. Her eyes again welled up with tears. "I love you," she said sadly. "I love you too, Mommy," the naked, huge-cocked teenager said as he began to stroke his cock with both hands, preparing for the fucking he was about to give his teacher.
Ms. Powers sat on the edge of the bed, caressing and cupping her huge breasts and spreading her glorious legs. She looked up at Brian. "Do you want to fuck me now, Brian? The teacher whose body you spent hours masturbating to? You can do anything you want to me. I'll be your fucktoy, Brian." She bit her lower lip, looking up at him with dewy eyes. "Please?" She looked over at Mommy, who was holding back tears, all while she rubbed her pussy on the pillow placed between her thighs, and winked.
The gloriously naked teacher released her hair from its bun, and her blonde hair tumbled down to her shoulders. She reached out and grabbed both of Brian's hands, pulling him toward her until his turgid cock was inches from her face. She began to kiss and lick the shaft, moaning with pleasure as she did. "Look, Mommy," she said. "Brian's penis is bigger than my head!" She rubbed the cock against her face, smiling, her eyes closed in horny reverence.
She looked up at Brian. "I don't know if I can get the whole thing down my throat like your super-sexy Mommy over there, but I'll do my best. Would you like that?"
Brian gulped and nodded. Ms. Powers kissed the large head of the teen's cock before starting to suck on it gently. Slowly she eased the prick into her mouth. Brian was in heaven -- Ms. Powers was just as good at this as his own mother.
She grabbed his firm butt cheeks and pulled him into her, his cock sinking deeper and deeper into her mouth and throat. It seemed that the teacher, like his mother, lacked a gag reflex. He began to pump his cock in her wet, sucking mouth. He put his hands on the back of her head and began to slam into her face.
"No!" his mother squealed. "I'll suck you off! I promise! Mommy loves sucking her son's big penis!"
"Sorry, Mommy. UH! Ms. Powers is -- UH! -- doing a great job," Brian said, as he felt his orgasm begin to grow. He did, though, take the opportunity to ogle his mother's insane body -- naked, massive tits jiggling and swaying, thrust outward obscenely, as she ground her crotch into the pillow. God, she was sexy.
Everything accelerated and soon Brian was on the edge. "Ms. Powers, I'm going to cum! Gonna flood your throat! Mommy! Look!"
"Oh god! You're being so naughty!"
"Fuck! Gonna cum, Mommy! Cumming in your mouth, Ms. Powers! UHHHHHHH!!!"
Ms. Powers just groaned and looked up at Brian, doubling down on her sucking as he began to spurt in her mouth. Rope after rope shot down her throat until her mouth was almost overflowing.
After slurping up the last of Brian's spunk, the delighted teacher then licked the head of his still-rock-hard cock clean. "Mmmmmm. God, I love teen spunk. Don't you, Mommy?"
"Oh gosh. Yes, I do."
Brian walked around the bed until his bobbing cock was in front of his mother's sweet, pretty face. He kneeled down and kissed her deeply on the lips as he began to grope and squeeze her massive, out-thrust tits. She was still rubbing her pussy on the pillow. "But Mommy," Brian said, kissing her cheek and neck. "You won't fuck me."
"It's too naughty, Brian! Mommy isn't your... fuckslut."
Ms. Powers came up behind her and began to jack off the teenager inches from his mother's face. "That's too bad, Mommy. Because a fuckslut is exactly what a handsome, muscular young man like Brian needs. Deserves, even! Look at this body." She got up and, while jerking him off with one hand, began to caress the huge knots of his shoulder, bicep, pecs, running her hand down the ridges of his tight eight-pack until it landed on his prick. She began jerking him off with both hands, just as he liked it.
"Oh, Ms. Powers! Please..."
"Please what, Mommy? Make out with your gorgeous son?"
"No! I... Oh gosh, these handcuffs! I can't move my arms." In the hopeless effort of freeing herself, the mother's massive tits bounced and swayed hypnotically. Brian couldn't keep his eyes off of them until Ms. Powers, still jerking him off, planted her mouth on his. They began to make out in front of his mother. She pulled her body into his, pressing her huge, naked breasts into his massive chest, her entire body against his. Though she had let go of his huge, thick cock, he pushed it into her abdomen, rubbing it against her smooth, tight midsection.
They made out like a couple of teens on a first date -- except that their swollen bodies were naked, entirely on display for Brian's mother. Her arms cuffed behind her, her massive round tits thrust outward, she wiggled lustily, staring at her huge son and his gorgeous, curvy teacher.
"Mmmmm," moaned Ms. Powers. "Your son is such a stud. I think it's time for us to fuck now."
"No! Please. Ms. Powers... Don't fuck my sweet boy," pathetically begged the wildly sexy, cuffed mother -- though she continued to grind her pussy into the pillow, desperately trying to cure her endless horniness.
Ms. Powers answered by kissing Brian, then lowering herself onto the bed, leaning back on her elbows, her huge E-cup breasts thrust out, her hips lifted slightly toward Brian, revealing her dripping wet pussy, her long, lithe legs up in the air. She was inviting him to a serious fucking.
"Come, sweetie. Come fuck me with that huge cock."
Brian draped his huge frame atop his former teacher, lining up his enormous phallus with her vagina, rubbing the tip of it against her swollen labia.
"No! Brian!" the mother said, her massive tits swaying from side to side as she struggled. "Please! Don't fuck your teacher!"
"Sorry, Mommy," Brian muttered, staring at the young teacher's gorgeous, tight, fit body, especially her huge round tits, "I have to. I mean, If you won't fuck me..." He trailed off, sinking his cock inside of Ms. Powers.
"No! Please! OK, I'll let you fuck me, sweetie! Please!" Again, Ms. Pepper was on the verge of tears. "I'll be your fucktoy! I'll be your sexdoll! Fuck me instead!"
"OH GOD!" screamed Ms. Powers, throwing her head back in ecstasy as the giant prick entered her. "Too late, Mommy."
"Sorry, Mommy -- UH!' Brian said, beginning to thrust into his teacher. "I'm -- UH! -- already fucking her. And, Jesus, it feels so good."
"I'm his fucktoy now, Mommy! UH, SHIT!" Ms. Powers yelped as Brian began to ram into her, her own huge tits wobbling and jiggling with each thrust. "He's going to fuck me until we both cum. UH! GOD! Hope that pillow does the job for you. UHH!!"
The mother began, again, to weep, even as she continued to grind her crotch into the pillow. Meanwhile, Brian lowered his huge body on top of a squirming Ms. Powers and they began to kiss and whisper to each other. "I love you, Ms. Powers," Brian said, overcome by the feeling of his cock inside of her and her incredible body pressed into his.
"I love you too, sweetie. UH! Keep fucking me. Make me -- UH! -- your fucktoy," she squealed, caressing his oversized trapezius muscles, running her hands down to his firm ass.
Hearing the two express their feeling of love for each other -- no matter how superficial the feelings may actually have been -- was torture for the mother. Yet she could feel an orgasm building inside her. She had angled her hips in a way that allowed her sensitive clit to rub against a corner of the pillow.
As the gorgeous mother approached orgasm, Brian and Ms. Powers were engaged in a full-on rutting session: grunting and moaning, their two bodies now covered in a sheen of sweat, heat radiating off them. Brian leaned down and suckled on one of his former teacher's huge, pert breasts, goading her toward her own orgasm.
"OH GOD! Brian, that feels so good! You're such a fucking stud!"
"UHHHH!!" Hearing the teacher worship her son only propelled the mother toward orgasm. "OH GOD! CUMMING! MOMMY IS CUMMING, SWEETIE!"
But Brian was too busy fucking his gorgeous, busty teacher to care. As his own mother orgasmed just a couple of feet from him, he withdrew his cock, muttering "wanna fuck you from behind" and twirled the teacher's incredible body around, sweat spraying onto the orgasming mother. He slid a pillow under the teacher's wide hips and slammed into her again, fucking her deeply, over and over. Squealing in delight, the teacher, pressed into the bed, ran a hand down below her body and began to diddle her clit. Brian looked over to see his mother's body spent, her massive tits still projecting forward obscenely, her head slumped forward, her gorgeous hair hanging over her beautiful face.
This somehow urged him on. He railed into the teacher's body, feeling her own orgasm building. "AHHH! FUUUUCK! That feels so good! Keep fucking me! Gonna cum!"
Soon, she lost complete control of her body, spasming and jerking under him. He felt her pussy clamp down on his thick, turgid prick. She screamed into the bed as she came, juice flooding around his cock and out of her vagina.
But he wasn't done.
He lay down next to her and pulled her body on top of him, grabbing her huge breasts in both hands. "Make me cum," he ordered. Almost instinctively, she began to bounce on top of him, milking his cock. She put her hands on his, on top of her huge breasts. Soon, another orgasm was building in her. An orgasm took over Ms. Powers' body. She convulsed on top of Brian, juice seeping out of her pussy. "OH GOD! I'M CUMMING AGAIN! CUMMING ON YOUR HUGE COCK!!!"
That pushed him over the edge. With a massive grunt, he flooded the gorgeous young teacher's cunt with ejaculate. Over and over he came inside her. His mother, her arms still bound behind her, her giant rank thrust out, encouraged him. "You're doing such a good job, sweetie! Mommy is so proud of you! Please... fuck me next. I need it so badly."
The teacher was spent. She rolled over onto the bed, gently rubbing her pussy, extending her orgasms as little electrical jolts continued to run through her body. "Jesus, that was amazing." She looked over at Brian. "Good lord, you're still hard?! How is that possible?"
"My son is such a fuck-stud!" the gorgeous Mommy squealed. She had perked up and now actively thrust out her massive chest with pride. Brian looked over and could see her pussy dripping onto the bed.
Ms. Powers stood up on shaky legs and hovered above the mother and son duo. "So," she said, "do we think it's time to take off Mommy's cuffs?"
"Oh gosh, yes, please!" the mother begged. "Though maybe you could play with my body more before you do?" Her voice was becoming more ditzy by the moment. The process had broken her: She was her son's ultra-busty Bimbo-Mommy and she knew it.
"I'd be delighted to," the young teacher said, as he began to run her hands over the mother's pornographically curvy body, squeezing her giant breasts, her big, plush ass, her wet, throbbing pussy. The teacher aggressively pulled the mother's ponytail back and mashed their mouths together, triggering a deep moan from them both.
The mother's body was trembling with pleasure and desire. "Oh god! That feels so good, ma'am! I think I'm ready for my fucking now," she said, staring into her son's eyes. His gaze once again feasted on her cartoonishly voluptuous body. Amazingly, he was still rock-hard and ready to go again.
"I'm very glad to hear that," Ms. Powers said, unlocking the cuffs holding the mother's arms back. "I think Brian deserves to fuck us both -- but of course I'll let you have first dibs." The cuffs off, the mother rotated her shoulders back and forth, making her massive breasts shimmy and jiggle. She rubbed her upper arms. "But first, I think you and I both need a shower. Brian, why don't you take one on your own and I'll get your Mommy ready for her fucking."
"Oh goody!" the mother exclaimed. "I hope I get to be extra-sexy for my son."
Brian didn't need to be told twice. He rushed off and got into the shower, soaping up his large, muscular frame. As he toweled off, he figured there wasn't much point in putting clothes back on, given Ms. Powers' plans. He headed back to his mother's bedroom and peeked into her bathroom. In the large, rainfall shower, he saw his short and wildly stacked mother and the taller, curvy teacher kissing, their hands running over each others' bodies.
Brian cock quickly began to harden again as he watched his erotically proportioned mother get on her tip-toes to kiss his equally gorgeous teacher. Ms. Powers had one hand on a full ass cheek and the other on a massive tit, soap and water mixing to create slippery skin-on-skin contact. The two beautiful women kissed and groped each other. Ms. Powers moved her hand from his mother's butt to her pussy, causing the tiny woman to groan in pleasure.
Brian began to masturbate his huge cock with both hands. Hearing the squeaking of the floorboards outside the bathroom, Ms. Powers shouted, "Is that you, Brian? Go back to your room. We'll be there in a few minutes."
"Mommy is going to look all special for you, sweetie!" his mother giggled.
Brian reluctantly stopped and retreated to his room. He lay on his bed, cock sticking straight up as he thought about the wildly sexy image he had just witnessed. A few minutes passed.
"Almost ready!" he heard his mother say from across the hall.
A minute later, in walked the two stunning women. Ms. Powers was wearing her bra and nothing else and looked amazing as ever. Brian's mother, however, was as he'd never seen her before. She was wearing a frilly black-and-red bustier with huge built-in cups barely containing her giant breasts. They had so much forward projection that the bustier's straps came away from the top of her torso, strained by the enormity of the tits that swelled over the top, titflesh bulging obscenely. If she wore a HH-cup bra, it was clear that the bustier was only made to hold G-cups. Below that, she wore matching panties, black fishnet tights that hugged her short but shapely and muscular legs, and a pair of black 4-inch heels. Everything was topped off by a black choker around her neck.
"Jesus," Brian muttered.
"Do you like it, sweetheart?" the cartoonishly endowed mother asked, rotating her torso back and forth, her hands grasped in front of her. "Ms. Powers helped me pick it out."
"Doesn't she look wonderful, Brian?" Ms. Powers said. "Like a little present all wrapped up for your pleasure."
"Yes, sweetie. It's all for you."
Brian stood up. He towered over his mother, even in her four-inch heels, and was quite a bit taller than Ms. Powers. Both women jiggled over to him and began to caress his overdeveloped body: shoulders, biceps, forearms, abs. His huge, thick penis stuck straight up, throbbing. His mother tilted her face up and began to kiss her son gently, first all over his face and neck, then on his mouth, her tongue flitting in and out.
Ms. Powers interjected: "Mommy, tell Brian what we just talked about."
A shameful look came over his mother's face. "Sweetie... I'm really sorry I wasn't letting you fuck me. I want you to enjoy my bimbo body as much as you want. Ms. Powers has explained to me that I'm obviously built for only one thing: making my big, beautiful son's penis hard. And sucking and fucking you. I guess that's three things, actually!" She giggled and then collected herself again. "I just want to make you happy and have lots and lots of orgasms. I want to be your petite sex-doll. Please fuck me whenever you want, wherever you want."
Brian, a little overwhelmed, sat down on his bed. His mother jiggled over to him and straddled his lap, planting a leg on either side of him. Biting her lip, she ran one hand through his hair and grasped his huge cock with the other.
She planted kisses all over his face and neck and began to whisper in his ear as she did: "I mean it, sweetie. You can fuck my face while you're eating breakfast. You can bend me over the dinner table if you're in the mood. If you're really horny, you can make love to me in front of all your friends. Whatever you want."
She looked back at Ms. Powers, who nodded approvingly. It was as if the 20-something teacher had trained the middle-aged mother to be a sex-toy for her son.
Mommy leaned back a bit and looked down at her massive, overstuffed black bra. "See that little red bow at the front? If you twist it, the whole thing pops open! Isn't that fun? Wanna try it? Then you can play with Mommy's huge HH-cup breasts!" She bit her bottom lip. "Please?"
"Go ahead, Brian," Ms. Powers said with a sly smile on her face. "Play with Bimbo-Mommy's giant rack."
"C'mon, sweetie. Don't you want to?" Mommy was wriggling her entire body on Brian's, rubbing her panty-covered pussy on his huge cock. It was only in that moment that Brian realized his mother's voice was up in pitch, almost like she was a ditzy teenager. He had never been more turned on.
He reached down and twisted the little bow. The giant bra sprang open. Mommy caught her breasts just in time. Titflesh now oozed around her tiny hands. "You ready, sweetie?" Mommy said in her ditzy voice. She squeezed and then removed her hands; her massive, full, teardrop-shaped breasts fell into place right in front of Brian. He stared at them, his mind still boggled, even after having seen her naked a seemingly endless number of times. "Ta-da!" she said. So dumb, so sweet. So insanely sexy.
Brian cupped both breasts; Mommy gasped. "They're so amazing," Brian said. "So pillowly but firm." His hands ran up to grab her nipples. Another gasp. "And they're so gigantic."
"Thank you, sweetie. They're all yours. You own me now. My body, my giant breasts, my wet pussy. I'm your toy." She kissed him deeply. Ms. Powers walked over and sat next to Brian, about a foot between them. She took off her bra and smiled at Brian.
"Don't mind me, I'm just getting a better view," she said, stroking his chest.
Mommy giggled. "She's so silly!" She kissed Brian again, then took one of his hands off her massive teat and planted it on one of her full, firm ass cheeks. "How does Mommy's body feel, sweetie?"
"Incredible." He pulled her in and kissed her, harder this time.
"I wish I wasn't wearing panties," she said with a sulky look on her face. "Now I have to get up to take them off." She got up and bent over, her massive tits jiggling in Brian's face, and pulled her panties down. Her pussy was visibly wet. A streak of girl-juice slid down her leg. "Mommy is ready to be fucked now, sweetheart." She turned to Ms. Powers. "What should we do first?" She was asking for permission.
"I'd start with some missionary," Ms. Powers said, beginning to play with her own pussy. "Don't you think, Brian? That way you can stare directly at your mother's gigantic rack. I know how much you love it." She smiled that same wicked smile.
"Oooo! Yes, please!" Mommy said, bouncing up and down a little. She twirled her body off of Brian and lay down next to him, cupping her massive tits and cocking up her fishnet stocking- and high heel-clad legs high and wide. "Brian, come fuck me! Mommy is ready for your big penis."
Brian looked over at Ms. Powers. She was fit and lean, with the exception of her breasts, which were totally out of proportion with her body. In any other situation, he'd be entranced by them, and her, more generally. She was stunning. But the sexiest woman he had ever seen, who happened to be his own mother, was lying on the other side of him, waiting to be fucked.
He got up and grabbed her ankles, which hovered in the air. He lined up his cock and rubbed it against his mother's dripping pussy, yielding a deep groan from her. He looked over at Ms. Powers. "A little help?"
"Of course! Anything to get this bimbo fucked." She grabbed his cock and slowly eased it into her.
"Oh god! Your penis is so big and thick! You're making Mommy feel so good." As his entire cock was swallowed up by her vagina, Ms. Powers began to diddle her clit. Mommy, still cupping her enormous breasts, arched her back and squealed. "OH FUCK! I'M GONNA CUM! DON'T STOP, PLEASE! MOMMY IS GONNA CUM ON YOUR HUGE PENIS!"
Brian hadn't even begun thrusting, but sure enough, he soon felt his mother's pussy contract around his cock, spasming as liquid seeped out of it. Her body began convulsing -- Ms. Powers essentially had to hold her down as her orgasm overcame her. Without waiting for it to subside, Brian started fucking her in earnest, first slowly, then more quickly, as orgasm after orgasm rocked her body, her massive breasts jiggling in her tiny hands. She truly was made for fucking.
He continued to fuck her, staring into her gorgeous eyes, occasionally looking down at her massive rack. Sweat began to bead on their bodies as they fucked. Ms. Powers caressed both of them, oohing and ahhing at the sight of the mother-son duo rutting.
Suddenly, Brian had an idea. "Wrap your legs around me, Mommy," he said. She did and, without withdrawing his cock, he effortlessly lifted her into the air. "Oh goodness!" Mommy squealed. She clung to him like an animal to a tree. He wrapped his hands around her slim waist -- he noticed they almost went all the way around -- and began to slam her down onto his cock. He was, essentially, masturbating with her delicious, tiny, insanely voluptuous body. Even Ms. Powers sat there, dumbstruck by what she was watching.
"GOD! FUCK ME! USE MY BODY!" Her massive tits bounced wildly as he increased his intensity and speed.
"FUUUUCK! GONNA CUM INSIDE YOU, MOMMY! GONNA SPLIT YOU APART! UHHHHHH!"
His orgasm crashed over him, as his eyes darted between her gorgeous, loving face and her gigantic, jiggling breasts.
"CUUUMMMMIIINNNGGG!!!!" he screamed. It was the most intense orgasm of his life. As he flooded her cunt, he pulled her into him and mashed his mouth into hers. But he wasn't done. To his shock, he was still cumming. He threw her spent body onto the mattress and grabbed his cock with both hands.
Rope after rope continued to rocket out of it, covering both his mother, whose limp body convulsed with the aftereffects of her own orgasm, and his shocked, horny teacher. He grunted as his orgasm finally subsided. Both women were covered in his cum.
"My god!" Ms. Powers said. "I've never seen anything like that." His mother had passed out. "I'll make sure Mommy gets cleaned up," said the teacher, a bit overwhelmed by the power of Brian's ejaculation.
"That'd be great," Brian said, finally drained, in every way. "I'll be ready for another round soon." And as his teacher began to lick his cum off his mother, whispering to her "time for a shower, Mommy," he fell onto his bed and into a deep, happy sleep.