A quick note: My stories aren't for everyone. If you don't like very petite -- or sizable -- women with really huge breasts, mother-son and mother-daughter incest (or the use of the word "mommy" in a sexual context), totally unrealistic scenarios, they might not be for you. If you like those things, great! But I can't stress this enough: These scenarios are not meant to be realistic. At all. They exist in a fantasy world. If that, or anything else I've mentioned, is not your thing, go elsewhere. If it is, please vote and leave a comment! Thanks. (All characters are over 18 years old.)
(One more note: I believe this is my longest chapter yet, and probably the last one for a while. Hope you enjoy it!)
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Rachel and her mother stood at the door of the Pepper household. They had rung the bell and knocked on the door, but had been waiting for a few minutes with no response.
"This is getting ridiculous -- they know we're coming today," Ms. Stockton said. She tried the door and it was unlocked.
"Mommy, I don't know if that's a good idea," Rachel said. She was nervous and held her mother's hand like a girl going trick or treating for the first time.
"Don't worry, sweetheart, it's fine," Ms. Stockton said, looking down at her incredibly petite, gorgeous 18-year-old daughter, whom she towered over. Despite the fact that it was a balmy 80 degrees, they both wore long coats that hid their entire bodies.
Ms. Stockton opened the door and they entered. It was a classically upper-middle class home. "Hello?" Ms. Stockton said. No response. They moved through the tasteful living room and back toward the den. It was then they heard it: grunting. A rhythmic, animalistic noise that could only mean one thing.
They turned the corner into the kitchen and both mother and daughter gasped at the sight: Ms. Pepper was lying on her back on a couch, her legs and heel-clad feet high in the air, as Brian laid on top, thrusting his cock into her. Ms. Pepper was so much bigger than her son that his body lay flat on hers, his legs angled straight back, his face buried in her massive bosom.
"Fuck Mommy, baby!" Ms. Pepper yelled. "Pump your cum into me."
Their bodies were literally dripping with sweat; they had clearly been going at it for a while. Brian's grunts were muffled by the two giant breasts on either side of his head. Brian's cock, when it emerged momentarily from his mother's glistening, swollen pussy, was purple and visibly throbbing. They had still not noticed Rachel or her mother. They were in their own glorious world, rutting like animals. Brian's grunts intensified.
"Oh fuck, Mommy! I'm going to cum! I'm going to flood your pussy with my cum! Tell me how good I am at fucking!"
"Mommy loves you too, sweetie! You're such an amazing lover, baby! Mommy has had so many orgasms -- now it's your turn! Mommy is your plaything! Mommy's body is only good for fucking you!" She was chanting phrases she knew would entice Brian to cum as hard as he had ever cum. "Mommy is a stupid bimbo slut for you! Mommy is your personal fucktoy!"
"AAHHHHHH!! I'M CUMMING, MOMMY!! GONNA CUM IN YOUR PUSSY!!"
He roared and his whole body strained as he ejaculated inside his very own mother's vagina, just as he had multiple times a day for the last few weeks. After a full minute of cumming -- a frothy mix of his cum and his mother's juices dripped from her cunt -- he collapsed onto her, his cock still buried deep within it.
"Pull out, baby," she said. He reluctantly withdrew his cock -- still rock-hard -- from her pussy. She scooted his body up so their faces were aligned and kissed him deeply.
"Good job, sweetheart!" she said, cradling his face in her hands. "You did such a good job of fucking Mommy. You're such a little fuck-stud. Mommy is so lucky and she loves you so much." They made out as she wrapped her strong, thick legs around his small but muscular body, pulling him into her.
Not knowing what else to do, Ms. Stockton coughed.
Brian and his mother turned and saw the two women staring at their sweaty bodies.
"Oh goodness!" Brian's mother said. "How long have you been standing there?!"
"A few minutes," Ms. Stockton said. "We, uh, didn't want to disturb you. That was... amazing."
Suddenly, Rachel burst out into tears, turned, and ran out of the room, up the stairs and into Brian's bedroom -- where they had fucked numerous times.
Ms. Pepper and Ms. Stockton exchanged "what's going on?" looks.
"Sweetie, you better go see what's wrong," Brian's mother said to him. He looked down at her, squeezed both of her massive breasts and kissed her, hard, their tongues swirling in their mouths.
"Did I do a good job fucking you, Mommy?" Like Rachel, part of his hypersexuality was a desperate need for sexual affirmation.
"You were amazing, sweetheart." She reached down and gently squeezed his turgid penis. "Now go see what's going on with your girlfriend."
Brian ran up the stairs, his large cock bouncing up and down. Ms. Stockton sat down next to Ms. Pepper, and began to grope her enormous breasts. "Teenagers," she said.
***
Upstairs, Brian found Rachel in his room. She was still in her long coat, sitting on his bed, holding her head in her hand, crying.
Brian, completely naked, sat down next to her.
"What's wrong, Rachel? Are you angry at me?"
Through sniffles, Rachel mumbled, "No, of course not. I'm just... Seeing you fuck your Mommy so hard like you were downstairs... I know you love her and that she's your Mommy and so sexy... But how can I compete with that? She's... incredible."
"Oh god, Rachel. I'm so sorry. It's not a competition, I promise. I love Mommy, and I... I love you too."
"You do?"
"I know we only met a month or so ago but... yes. I love being around you. And I LOVE fucking you. I think about it all the time."
"Then why you haven't fucked me in over a week!" Rachel said, wiping a tear from her face. "We were fucking multiple times a day. I just feel... inadequate. I know I'll never be as sexy as your mom."
