A quick note: My stories aren't for everyone. If you don't like very petite women with really huge breasts, mother-son incest (or the use of the word "mommy" in a sexual context), age-based roleplay, and 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, there's plenty of other stuff to read on this site. If it is, though, please rate and leave a comment! Thanks. (All characters are over 18 years old.)
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DAY TWO: DADDY DAY
The next morning, Brian awoke alone in bed. Next to him was a note. It read: "Day two! Remember, I'm more than OK with all of this as long as you are. If anything makes you uncomfortable, just say so. But know that I'm turned out just thinking about today." A smiley face finished off the note.
Suddenly, his mother burst into the room and tackled him on the bed. She began to kiss his face all over, not giving him the chance to take a good look at her. "Morning!" she squealed.
Then she got up and stepped back. Brian was dumbstuck. Before him was his mother, but as he'd never seen her before. Instead of her usual ponytail, she had her hair tied up in pigtails. But that wasn't the most surprising change. She had upped things in the makeup department: a bright shade of red on her lips, fluffed up lashes and rouge, which she never wore.
And then there was her outfit. She was barefoot, but besides that, everything was... well, erotic didn't even cover it. She wore a tiny, pleated schoolgirl skirt, and, above that, a way-too-tight shirt, knotted just below her breasts, barely covering a massive bra that was all too visible. Her toned abs were fully on display and her enormous breasts poured out of her ridiculous top.
She was like a character from a hentai comic.
"Good morning, Daddy!" she said in an innocent, high-pitched voice. She twisted her body as she spoke, making her huge tits sway back and forth hypnotically. "I said, good morning, Daddy!" She winked.
"Oh! Uh, right, of course. You look... incredible," Brian said, his cock, naked under the covers, quickly hardening.
"Thanks, Daddy," she said in that innocent voice. "So, I know I'm not very smart and I get in a lot of trouble at school, but I'm *always* horny," she added, groping one her huge tits with a groan. "I know that makes me a bad girl. But I can't help it. I'm just so curvy and... I'm almost always wet. You know, down there." She paused, locking her hands in front of her, and in the process pressing her enormous tits together. "Will you teach me how to suck and fuck? I promise I'll do anything you say."
The fact that this Daddy-daughter role play turned his own mother on was a mindblower. But Brian wasn't going to pass up any opportunity to repeat the previous day's epic fuck sessions.
"Do I look silly in this outfit, Daddy?" she asked, her lip trembling. (Damn, she is really into this, Brian thought.) "All the boys and teachers at school stare at my body, even when I wear baggy clothes. But I wanted to look sexy for you." She ran her hands down her sides, up her tummy and then cupped her huge breasts. "Do my breasts look okay? I know they're super-big. Do you think they're too big, Daddy?"
"You look incredible, sweetheart," Brian found himself saying. "And your breasts are beautiful. Some boys like really big breasts."
"But *this* big?" she asked, squeezing her massive rack.
"Yes, even that big."
"And my butt!" She turned around and stuck out her bulbous rear. "It's big too."
"You are very curvy, it's true. But very, very beautiful. How big are your teenage breasts, baby?"
"I've been wearing a G-cup bra, but I think it's too small, Daddy."
"Let Daddy see. Come closer."
She shyly crept toward her son, wiggling her luscious little body, her pigtails swaying as she did. He slid to the edge of the bed, the comforter still covering his rock-hard cock.
"Get on your knees."
"Yes, Daddy." She knelt in front of him, her face inches from his penis. "Whatever you say." From his vantage point, he had an amazing view of the bulge of her huge tits; she had placed her hands daintily in her lap, unintentionally (or perhaps intentionally) once again pressing her bosoms together. As a result, they threatened to burst from her skimpy top. A look of concern suddenly crossed her face. "Daddy, am I naughty for wearing this outfit?"
"You look lovely in it, but yes, it's quite naughty. It does make your breasts look extra big -- and I have a feeling you're very wet right now. Am I right?"
Brian's mother cast her gaze downward, as if ashamed. "Yes, Daddy. I'm very wet."
I thought so. Your punishment is a lesson in sucking on Daddy's penis."
"Oh! Yay! I really want you to teach me, Daddy!" she squealed, before composing herself, releasing she should behave as if her greatest desire in that moment was a punishment. "I'll do anything to make you happy. I promise."
"That's a good girl," Brian said. The scene was surreal: His super-busty, petite mother, kneeling in front of him, about to worship his rock-hard cock, was pretending to be his daughter, and was apparently extremely turned on by the roleplay.
Brian removed the comforter covering his lap, revealing his large and still-growing penis.
"Oh my gosh, Daddy, it's so big!" She immediately tried to wrap one tiny hand around it -- failing, of course; it looked even bigger in her tiny grip. She scooted toward Brian, her huge tits jiggling in her top, and put her adorable face right up against it. "Look, Daddy, it's bigger than my head!"
Suddenly, a look of concern came over her face, even as she began to lightly caress Brian's cock with both hands. "But Daddy... you want me to put that in my little mouth? I don't know if it'll fit. I mean, I want to, but..." She trailed off, her eyes glazing over as she stared at the now pulsing, purple-hued cock in front of her.
"We'll just have to make it fit, won't we?"
"Okay, Daddy, if you say so," she said, almost hypnotized. "I really, really want to make you happy. Can I start by kissing it?"
"Yes, sweetheart, why don't you kiss and lick it."
"Whatever you want, Daddy." She began to run her plush lips over his cock -- he noticed she shivered slightly when her mouth made contact -- and moaned. Soon she was alternating between kisses and running her pursed lips up and down the entire length of the substantial penis.
"That's a good girl. You're doing very well."
"Tank oo addy," she said, her mouth still attached to his cock.
"Now put your mouth over the head."
"Yes, sir." Brian felt a surge being called "sir" by his own incredibly sexy mother -- currently pretending to be an innocent teenager. She put her mouth over the mushroom-head of his cock, gently sucking on it, eliciting a moan from her son.
"Take more of it into your mouth."
She looked up at him with a mixture of surprise and trepidation, but followed his orders, pulling more of the cock into her mouth.
She sucked for a while, then pulled her mouth off the rock-hard cock. "I'm scared, Daddy. It's too big." Of course, Brian knew that she could deep-throat him, but he was enjoying the teasing -- as well as her (very good) acting.
"Don't worry, baby, you can do it. Keep going. Keep sucking Daddy's big penis."
"Yes, sir."
