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Mommie and Her Lance

By: DDDDave



(With a nod to Tacocarnitas for the inspiration. A number of my readers have requested an "incest story'. Here it is.)

"Big Tits, Big Dicks and Fantasy Fucking"

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"This is all your fault, Mrs. Halbert."

"What?" spluttered the woman.

"Yes, I'm afraid so," continued the School Psychologist, over riding the confused reaction of the mother on the other side of the desk. She again noted how unattractively the woman presented herself. Hair a dull brown, pulled into a very UNflattering bun, no makeup, lips pursed in a disapproving manner, Mrs. Halbert always seemed to view the world with disgust and censure.

"You have raised your son in such an over protective manner that he is now acting out in a completely unacceptable manner!" Being a School Psychologist didn't pay very much and the rewards were few. But taking down this sanctimonious, prissy bitch was fun.

The spluttering noise came to a halt and the Counselor continued; "Lance is eighteen. He has few if any friends. He has never dated. He does not participate in any after hours school activities. And now this! These reports are VERY disturbing!" She looked down at the papers on her desk. "His interactions with girls in school have become unacceptable. He has been reported many times since school started his senior year for attempting to grope or fondle them. He seemed to focus his attention on the more, um, 'developed' young ladies. His seeming obsession with breasts is unexpected. He had never displayed any such behavior prior to this year."

Mrs. Halbert frowned but did not interrupt. She drew her coat more carefully around her while the therapist continued. "It is my feeling that your son is suffering from what you might call 'late on-set adolescence'. Adolescence usually occurs much earlier. But because of your coddling, your over protective attitude, Lance's was delayed. That is, it has only been in the last several months that he has begun the process of finding himself attracted to girls. And in the case of your son, he has fixated on the most obvious of secondary sexual characteristics, the budding bosoms of his classmates!

"We believe that this, in part, is due to Lance never having been exposed, that is, he has not had the chance to become familiar with the differences to be expected between males and females. You have maintained a home where these issues have not been explored. Lance has not been exposed to, or experienced, these opportunities. 

"You have protected him so well that he has no idea how to react to his feelings as he becomes mature! This has led to his current troubles!" Her voice was very firm as she lectured Mrs. Halbert.

"As I can see now for myself, you dress in an overwhelmingly modest way. You seem to extend every effort to play down your femininity. Your mode of dress, your mannerisms all are apparently designed to negate your being a woman. This, undoubtably, contributed to Lance's fixation. You have never allowed Lance to discover what a woman looks like. This has, in no small part, brought Lance to his present situation.

Mrs. Halbert took the opportunity to speak up. "You're right. I do dress more modestly than most women. But I have always been embarrassed by my appearance."

The counselor took a moment to compare herself with her visitor. Unlike the drab, dull looking woman on the other side of the desk the counselor was nattily dressed and well coiffed. And while she didn't feel it appropriate to show off on the job, she was proud of her Triple D cup, 42-25-36 figure. Her reverie was cut short as Mrs. Halbert continued.

"When I was growing up I was the butt of some awful teasing and bullying from the other girls. But I had no idea I was affecting Lance! I'm so ashamed of myself. I'll try anything to help Lance!

"What is it that you would recommend? My little boy is everything to me! His Father died in an accident before Lance was born and I have tried to raise him in a decent, respectable home! I don't want to think that he is misbehaving in school because of me! What can I do to help him?" Her voice was filled with concern.

"Well, Mrs. Halbert, that is what we have come to now. Our suggested course of, well, lets call it a treatment, shall we?

"We think that Lance needs to be acclimated to the presence of women in his life. To this point his curiosity has not been addressed. We, that is you, need to introduce this into his life in a caring and loving way! That will be a big first step in the process of allowing Lance to adjust and come to terms with his own sexuality!"

"I'm not sure I understand. What should I do?"

"First of all it would help if you were to be more open about your own appearance. Constantly hiding yourself from Lance and others has given him the message that the female body is a taboo subject. And of course, any thing that is perceived as off limits is extremely attractive to a young man such as Lance. If you could make an effort to be more, well, open and available in this area it would help Lance, a lot!"

"Ah, um, all right. I can try to do that. I do so want to help my little boy! But I'm still not sure what exactly I should try to do."

"I think you can stop thinking of Lance as your 'little boy' for a start. He's a fully grown man. The fact that he stands less than five and a half feet tall should not confuse you, believe me!

"Specifically, I would suggest that you give up the muumuus and kaftans! Wear something that will allow Lance to become used to the sight of a female body on a regular basis. You could be more attractive, or would be, that is, if you were to allow yourself to be so. For Lance's sake, take it upon your self to display your femininity on a regular basis! Be proud of being a woman! Take pride in your femininity! Display this pride to Lance!" Privately the Psychologist wondered if there was any real femininity to be displayed. But the Mother was at least responding positively!

"Go out and get yourself some clothes that flatter you. Wear things that display, highlight, even, your femininity!" If there was any there to display, she thought again.

"I will, Doctor, I will. I'll do anything for my little, that is, for Lance. He's my whole life!"

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Later she arrived at home after a trip to the mall and found Lance in his ubiquitous sweat pants and t-shirt, fiddling with his PS2 in the den.

"Can you help me unload the car, honey? And then we need to talk."

"Sure, Mommie, what'd ya get?"

"Just some clothes, let's get them inside and I'll tell you all about it."

....

"So, I guess what I'm trying to say, Lance, is that the therapist feels that at least part of your problem is that you have never been acclimated to the sight of grown women. And she feels that I can help you to be better adjusted if I stop wearing these frumpy things that I have always worn." It was twenty minutes after they had emptied the car and she was explaining what the she had discussed with the therapist.

"I have to admit that I'm not entirely sure how this is supposed to work or what you and I should do. But I really want you to be happy and well adjusted. So I'm going to do everything the therapist suggested. And the first thing I'm going to do is start wearing different clothes, and doing my makeup and changing my hair. It's been a long time but I'm going to try to look more attractive for my little man! I want you to be happy, honey!

"Now you go play and I'll get changed. See you for dinner in an hour? Okay?"

"Sure, Mommie. I suppose if it's going to help we should do what the Doctor ordered!" He laughed a little at his own joke and left her sitting in the living room.

Standing in front of her mirror several minutes later Mrs. Halbert tried to decide what to wear as she began this new chapter of her life. She knew what she looked like. She tried not to be ashamed as she looked at the image in the mirror. She had always been embarrassed by her figure. Too much here, not enough there. Her body was unattractive, she knew. 

Still the School Psychologist had been clear. She was supposed to let Lance get an idea of what his Mommie looked like. 

Sighing in resignation she reached for some of the new clothing and began to dress before heading down to cook dinner.

An hour later...

"Hey, Mommie, what's for GUH!" Lance stopped in his tracks as he entered the eat-in kitchen.

Was this his Mommie? Her hair wasn't in a bun at the back of her head. It was down around her shoulders. Three inch heels made her even taller than ever! He alway had to look up into her eyes and now he had to look even higher.

But the real difference was that his Mommie was wearing a dress. She hadn't worn a dress in years. Lance couldn't remember the last time he had seen his Mommie in a dress! He couldn't remember IF he had ever seen his Mommie in a dress. His Mommie always was shrouded in layers. And there weren't many layers here!

True, she was wearing a thin cardigan sweater against the chill of the afternoon, but it wasn't buttoned. And as she turned to smile at Lance he beheld a sight that almost stopped his heart. His Mommie's dress pushed out far beyond the sweater! In fact the sweater emphasized rather than hid just how large her breasts were!

Lance been aware in a general way that his Mommie had large breasts. But he had never seen them. He had had no idea that they could be this big! So round! So enormous! So much bigger than big! He could feel his eyes bugging out of his head as he beheld his Mommie and her new look.

The dress didn't make a big deal of them. But the dress did nothing to down play their enormity. The largest pair of breasts he had ever seen, ever imagined, his MOMMIE'S breasts, overwhelmed her torso! Even from the back he could see her bosom as it reached beyond the sides of her body. The outer edges of her bosom swung beyond the outside of her upper arms!

Lance could see the line of decorative buttons that marched upward from her waist to the demure neckline took a long march outward to follow the massive thrust of her bosom.

"Wh, wh, wow! Mommie! You luh, luh, look ..." He stood stock still, his mouth open while he gulped in air. He seemed struck dumb. He couldn't finish his sentence! After staring, open mouthed, for an eternity, he spun in the doorway and rushed back upstairs.

As she listened to her son leap up the staircase Mommie replayed what she had seen in those seconds before he had turned to go. She had seen a giant tube grow in his sweat pants! It had slithered down, down and down until almost reaching his knee! Pushing the light weight cotton out of the way, Lance's rapidly expanding penis had grown so fast and so large that she hadn't believed what she was seeing. But recalling what she had seen she was sure that she had never seen, had never heard of, anyone with such a large penis. She may have tried to live a pure, innocent life but of this she was sure! Her son, her little boy, his penis was extraordinarily large. In the vernacular; he was hung! 

She replayed the scene in her mind. Bulge growing, extending down, down, down! His gaze locked upon her chest. The bulge expanding, a damp spot appearing just as he spun and raced out of the room. Her heart raced as she went over and over what she had seen!

Her darling Lance had grown an enormous, rock hard penis because of her! Seeing her, even in this unrevealing outfit, he had sprung an epic hard-on in seconds! Rock hard and so long! She'd never imagined!

She stood in the kitchen, thunderstruck, before climbing the stairs. She had to talk about this with her boy.

But when she reached his closed bedroom door she stopped. From inside she could hear her darling boy panting and moaning. 

"Ung, ugh, oh, Mommie! So big! So fucking big! Ohhhh, Mommie! Uh, uh, uh!" His panting voice was quivering. She could imagine what he was doing. After several minutes she moved away silently. She would talk to him later. This was too embarrassing!

Somehow in the next week she never found the chance to speak with Lance about his unsettling reaction. As suggested by the therapist Mommie continually wore clothes that were not all-enveloping. Her body, her top heavy body, was visible as a result. Not showcased, but not hidden either. And Lance was responding in the same way he had on that first day. Every day.

Day after day she wore clothes that were completely different from what she was accustomed to; skirts and blouses, sweaters that were stretched over her amazing figure. Tight jeans, shorts and knee high dresses. No longer hiding her figure. She was letting Lance see how she looked in normal clothes.

All her life she had made it a point to not let people see how amazingly well developed her breasts had become. Mommie had always been ashamed knowing that she was almost unique. Practically a freak! She owned a mirror, she saw what she looked like when she took a shower or was dressing. She tried not to think about it.

And while she wasn't sure that the advice she got from the therapist would work, she didn't know what else to do. So she kept up with the plan. All week she had kept on wearing clothes that did not attempt to disguise herself.

Lance would come home from school, exchange a few words with his Mommie while staring at her in what ever outfit she had on while his dick swelled and pulsed in his pants and then he would spend the rest of the afternoon in his bedroom with the door closed. After dinner he would again retreat behind his closed door. They didn't watch TV together as had been their habit. She saw very little of her darling son.

She had known that her development was extraordinary. That her slim legs and hips, her toned mid section, were completely over shadowed by the massive breasts that she bore so easily as they projected outward from her rib cage. She had never thought of herself as attractive. None of the models in ads or starlets in movies or on TV looked anything like she did. 

She had come to feel that her body was unattractive, almost disgusting. And because of her shame and embarrassment and the bullying she had gotten when younger, she had tried to hide how she looked. No one had known what Mommie looked like under the layers she had habitually worn.

But now Lance certainly had an idea of what his Mommie looked like. His reaction brought mixed feelings to Mommie. It was unsettling. It was embarrassing! Every time he looked at her he sprang an erection! A giant hard-on that reached toward his knees! In a very fundamental way Lance was telling her that he thought she was attractive. No, not attractive. He thought that his Mommie was sexy! 

Her son, her darling Lance, had a gigantic, pulsing, throbbing hard-on because of her! Because of how she looked. Because she had outrageously large mammaries. She knew she should be horrified. And she was. But horror was not her only reaction to Lance's response. She knew she should not allow herself to think about those other feelings.

But she didn't seem to be able to stop thinking about her son. Her son with his oversized endowment. Her son with the hard, pulsing prick that sprang to life every time he saw her. The dick that pulled the leg of his pants taut as it expanded farther than she had ever imagined any cock could possibly reach!

She knew that she had to stop thinking about his reaction to her. She was trying to help him acclimate to the sight of a woman's body. She was not doing this except to help her son. Her Lance.

And yet she found herself standing outside his door listening as he moaned and groaned. His bed squeaking and rattling, she heard him saying "Mommie" time and again, along with phrases such as "So big! So large!" "Uh, uh, Oh Mommie, so beautiful, so massive, so hot!"

She could no longer deny it to herself. Her precious son, her darling boy, was wanking off furiously while thinking about his Mommie! And he was doing it time and time again, all afternoon and all night! Wanking and wanking while thinking about her massive, cartoonishly large breasts! Sometimes it would wake her up in the middle of the night. Lying in bed she could hear him continue to abuse himself!

Her reaction confused her. She should be outraged, not excited. She should be chastising Lance for his reaction to her massive bosom, not thinking about trying to get an even larger, harder reaction! This was terrible, wasn't it? Certainly she should not be standing outside his door night after night listening to him abuse himself while moaning and groaning about her, his Mommie, and her massive breasts!

Still, every morning, as she dressed, she tried to guess how long it would take for him to react to her choice. How long would it take and how long would it become? Would a sweater get a reaction? Or should she wear a tight blouse which gaped open between each button? Or should she wear something lower cut?

Over the next few days her outfits became more and more daring. Tighter. Lower cut. Her skirts became thigh high. Buttons on her blouses and sweater would be left open. Her cleavage would peek out from her tops. Inches of creamy, bulging breast meat could be glimpsed as she paraded around in front of her gawking son. 

Mommie began to wear high heels every day. These served to emphasize both her firm behind as well as helping to project her breasts even further outward. And as a result of her teasing manner of dress Lance spent almost every waking moment in his room thinking about his Mommie and whacking off! 

By the end of the second week she had decided she had to confront Lance about his activities. She seldom saw him for more than a few minutes at a time. She continued to dress provocatively as the therapist had suggested. And her son was still spending almost all of his time in his room, jacking off, while groaning and moaning about his Mommie and her immense breasts.

And so, Friday, after supper, as he was about to dash back upstairs, she asked him to come with her into the den.

Sitting on the divan they faced each other. He in his t-shirt and sweat pants, she in a tight pair of slacks and an even tighter sweater.

"Lance," she began, "I'm terribly worried about you. About us! You know that you are the most important thing in my life! I've been trying to do what the Counselor suggested. I've been dressing a little different, not wearing so many layers. Trying to acclimate you to what I, that is, what women look like. And I know you have been noticing. But your behavior recently has been most unsettling to me."

"But, Mommie..." he interrupted. "I've done so much better at school."

"I know, Lance, and I'm very happy about that. Still, you spend so much time in your room. And I know what you are doing! I can hear you. Every night. It's, well, it's embarrassing!"

Shamefaced, he looked away. "I'm sorry, Mommie, I can't help it. You are so pretty and so, um, nice, I mean, that is..." he trailed away.

"Lance I think I know what is causing you to do what you are doing. The therapist explained every thing to me. I know that because I used to hide myself that you have developed an unnatural, an unhealthy, fixation on my, um," her courage deserted her," my body." she finished. 

She looked down at herself. Wearing a sweater and a pair of slacks that hugged her butt she was no longer trying to hide her amazing development. The size of her bosom was causing stress lines and stretching her sweater in amazing ways. Several inches of cleavage were on display, mounding up because the bra she wore was a size or two too small. She thought that the result was exciting. And so did Lance judging by the way he couldn't stop staring at her chest.

"And I've changed the way I am dressing to try to help you become acclimated to what a woman, that is, what I look like!" She placed her hands on the underside of her breasts for emphasis. She lifted both hands, raising her breasts in front of her son, lifting them a few more inches above her thighs.


Mommie and Her Lance Ch. 02



With a nod to Tacocarnitas for the inspiration. A number of my readers have requested an "incest story'. Here it is.

Warning. Nothing much happens in this chapter. In fact almost nothing happens. You should probably just ignore this posting and pick up the story in Chapter Three. Something will probably happen in Chapter Three.

"Big Tits, Big Dicks and Fantasy Fucking"

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"Holy CRAP! Who is THAT?" said Rod looking over Lance's shoulder to the parking lot.

"Hell if I know," responded Pete, staring in the same direction.

Turning to look at what had caught their attention Lance grinned.

"That's my Mommie!" he told them. He didn't blame them for staring. He stared too!

This afternoon Mommie was dressed in a skin tight blue knit sheath dress that ended closer to her hips than to her knees. It was designed to show off her amazing figure. She was wearing it with the shoulder straps pulled down onto her upper arms leaving her shoulders bare. Apparently she was not wearing a bra. There was a large section of cleavage exposed with inches of mounded bosom showing above the dresses square cut neckline. Her tanned legs glowed in the sunlight supported by the five inch heels she favored and which lifted her to just over six feet in height.

Seeing Lance looking her way she waved energetically, her breasts bobbing and bouncing. She hopped a couple of times in excitement which caused even greater seismic reactions. 

"Tha, tha, that's your MOM?" said Pete.

"Yeah, come on, I'll introduce you!" Lance was proud of his Mommie. He knew the guys would get a kick out of meeting her. And he suspected Mommie would get a kick out of meeting them.

Lance led them over to stand in front of his Mommie. She was busy adjusting her dress which had exposed more of her incredible bosom when she had hopped up and down. Even without a bra her breasts were perched high on her chest. The mounded hillocks that were exposed were larger than most girls in the school could boast yet were just the smallest portion of what was obviously the most gigantic bosom either of the boys could have imagined.

After she had finished her adjustments Mommie reached out and pulled Lance to her. His head disappeared between her humongous tits as she hugged him close. She smiled down at him after letting him go.

"I've missed you so much today!" she enthused.

Judging by his now evident hard on, Lance had missed her, too!

"And who are your little friends?" Mommie asked.

"Mommie, this is Pete and Rod," Lance introduced his companions. "And this is my Mommie." he told them.

"Gu...gu...good to meet you," stumbled Rod. Pete could only gawp at Lance's Mommie.

"Well, its certainly nice to meet you boys!" smiled Mommie, politely ignoring how openly the two were staring at her magnificent figure. She was getting used to how males of all ages reacted to her. And she truly did enjoy it, she admitted to herself. 

In the course of just a few months Mommie had evolved from a prim, prissy, dour looking woman into a fabulously sexy exhibitionist who loved nothing more than to provoke every man she met to sprout hard ons.

Almost without thought she was subtly posing for the young men. She took a deep breath to bring her bosom to greater prominence. Twisting slightly she allowed them to admire her as her gigantic boobs swung and swayed in front of them. Barely contained by the straining fabric of her dress her tits flexed and shimmied, bouncing and shivering as they jostled together. Lance's friends stared openly, to her delight. Both of them had hard-ons, of course. Neither was anywhere near to the size of her Lance's. Of course.

"Oh, Lance, "she cooed as the two boys continued to gawk at her, "I'm so sorry to bother you at school but I need you to come shopping with me this afternoon." 

"Today? Shopping? Why do you need me?" He asked.

"We need to buy some clothes, honey."

"Clothes? For me or you?" 

"Why, for me, Darling. I need some new outfits and I want you to help." 

"Oh, well, I guess, sure." He didn't want to seem too eager in front of the guys. But wild horses wouldn't keep him from helping his Mommie buy some more of the smoking hot outfits that she loved to tease him with.

Clambering into her car he tried to adjust himself into a more comfortable position. Hard to do with a hard on the size of the one he had to cope with. Being hugely hung could be a bit difficult from time to time, he thought.

Leaning over the transmission tunnel Mommie addressed his buddies thru the open window "You know, we have a lovely pool. You should come over some time and, um, take advantage." Mommie was providing an unparalleled view of her endlessly deep cleavage. Her hands, out of sight under her enormous tits were squeezing and fondling Lance's hard on as she spoke to the boys.

Wiggling her fingers in a casual farewell she sat up and pulled away leaving two stunned young men with memories that would inspire both of them until long after bed time.

"So, clothes, huh?" inquired Lance.

"Yes, I need to get some more clothes. You've seen almost everything I've got and I want to expand my choices." She smiled over at her son. At the same time she made sure to push her upper arms together. Her outsized boobs surged strongly, pushing up, over flowing the neckline and exposing even more of her huge tits to his enraptured gaze. 

"And who knows, maybe the sales person will be some busty young classmate of yours or maybe a more mature woman who will get turned on seeing your enormous hard-on throbbing in those tight jeans of yours," she teased as she reached over to run her hand up and down his inseam, fondling his gigantic hard on. 

But to both her and Lance's dismay the sales person at Burns & Adrian's turned out to be a proper elderly woman who explained in no uncertain terms that Lance would have to sit outside while she attended to Mommie in the fitting room. No exceptions would be made!

It was not until hours later that Mommie was strutting down the stairs to her living room while Lance, sitting naked on the couch, gaped up at her. With each step Mommies massive breasts shimmied and shook. They were supported, lifted high on her chest, by a royal blue, wasp waisted, bustier. More than half of her tremendous titties were on display, her erect nipples only just covered by the blue satin. She was also wearing stiletto heels, dark hose clipped into a garter belt and a skimpy pair of panties. She looked fabulous!

"Come here, Lance," she beckoned. As he approached she enfolded him in her arms and drew him closer to her. Her boobs, raised unnaturally high, rested on his shoulders while his head completely vanished between her gigantic tits. She giggled as she looked down on him. The crests of her boobs were higher than the top of his head!

He was holding himself to her with both arms behind her back. She could see only the top of his head. She could feel him as he tongued and licked at her massive beyond belief cleavage. She loved it when he did that!

Slowly she turned until Lance was directly behind her. Reaching down she pulled his massive erection between her legs, allowing it to stretch out in front of her. Using one hand she stroked his rock hard dick. At the same time she scooped both her breasts out of the cups of the bustier. Still partially supported, they hung proudly in front of her. Lance was just able to reach far enough to pinch her nipples and twist them as she began to pull on his dick with both hands.

"Oh, you are so freaking big, Lance," she sighed as she fondled his erectness. "So, so long! So hard! I love feeling you between my thighs!" Still holding his cock with both hands her hips were rocking back and forth, sliding over the top of his hugely thick cock. Her juices were soaking his penis, smoothing the way for her as she slid and slipped back and forth.

"So do I, Mommie," there was a chuckle from him as he tried to control her massive breasts. "I love how big these titties are. No one has bigger tits than my Mommie!" His enthusiastic voice was choked with pride and lust as he felt up her enormous boobs. No matter how often he saw her titties, no matter how much he got to fondle her incredible assets each time was exciting and sexy!

"That was what the sales lady said, honey. She hadn't ever seen anyone like me before. I guess it's just as well that you weren't there. If she had seen your giant cock throbbing in your pants she would have had a heart attack!" She laughed at the thought.

"And now I have so many new outfits to show off for you, Lance. Just wait. You'll be hard for hours!"

"I'm hard almost twenty four seven, thanks to you, Mommie. I don't know how I could be hard any more than I already am," he was plucking and twisting her nipples as he spoke.

During the course of the night Mommie showed Lance just a few of the new items she had gotten. Just enough to keep him pounding away between her thighs until they were both exhausted. They fell asleep on the couch, limbs entwined, his head resting on her mammoth pillows.

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The next day at school Lance was summoned from his last period study hall. At the office he was directed to the School Psychologists office.

"Lance, I wanted to speak with you today about how things are going for you. Since I had a conference with your Mom, I must say that your attitude here at school has gotten much better." She regarded the young man across the table. He presented as somewhat shorter than normal, almost 5' 6", but otherwise was unremarkable. His skin was clear, somewhat unusual for an eighteen year old boy. His eyes met her squarely, no glances to the sides, no prevarication. 

Getting up from her chair the Psychologist hung up her jacket revealing her solid breasts. Cupped closely by her thin red v-necked sweater they swelled in front of her, the hardening of her nipples allowing them to poke thru both bra and sweater. As she slowly turned back to face Lance she noticed that he didn't glance at her profile. This, in her experience with high school boys, was unusual. Her Triple D cup, 42-25-36 figure always drew attention. Attention which she felt was her due. After all, there were few girls in the school with anywhere near her good looks and generous figure. Besides, they were girls and she was a woman, a sexually exciting woman with a killer bod! She worked out daily to maintain her buxom figure. And this young man didn't even give her a glance?

Regaining her seat she leaned forward, resting her elbows on the desk. She was careful to rest her bosom on her forearms. She knew that this would cause her neckline to gape open. Lance would have a splendid view of her over filled bra and swelling cleavage. And while she wasn't wearing one of her many push up bras that REALLY emphasized the rounded bosom under her close fitting sweater, her pose had never failed to draw the interest of whatever male was on the other side of the desk. But with only a flicker of a look Lance returned his gaze to her face! 

Was he gay? He had been warned about doing inappropriate things to his female classmates. But to just ignore her? To seem uninterested in her? This affront to her self-esteem, to her narcissistic ego would have to be addressed.

Rising again she rounded her desk to speak to Lance. Leaning her butt against the desk she looked down at him. Resting her hands on the desk behind her, she posed for him to drink in the view. Her bosom, emphasized by the arch in her back, powered forward. Stretching her sweater almost gauze thin, she knew Lance would get an impressive view of her big titties! Gazing over the impressive shelf that her breasts made, she watched him. Again, he glanced at her. Did he seem unimpressed? Dismissive? Of HER?

"Lance, I'm pleased that you have been much more appropriate in school. Have you been having any other troubles?" Carefully she smoothed her hands down the front of her thighs and shook her chest in an attempt to draw a reaction from her young visitor.

"No, ma'am, everything is going really well."

"And at home?" she pried. "How are you getting along at home? You live with your Mother, right?"

"Yes, Ma'am. We get along really, really well!" As he spoke he shifted in his chair, seemingly uncomfortable.

Peering down at him the Psychologist watched, dumbfounded. The bulge that had formed in his crotch was insanely large! As she stared in disbelief the tubular growth swelled, extending down his pant leg. Growing larger and longer in front of her eyes it approached his knee before stopping.

"Oh, Lance," she breathed, "that's amazing! What was it that caused that? Were you looking at my legs, you naughty boy?" The flirtatious tone of voice let him know that she was not angry with him. "Perhaps you were admiring my bust? Hmmm?" she was purring while gazing at his erection.

"Do you need some help with that giant boner?" she asked. Her hands were stroking her bust, plumping the large mounds for his appreciation.

"Oh, thank you Ma'am, but no. I'll, um, take care of it when I get home."

"What? You don't want me to help you get that huge thing down?" She inhaled deeply while pushing her tits out at him. "I can help you. I'd like to help you. Here, feel my big titties!" She reached out for his hands. She didn't want to let this horse hung young man get away!

"No, that's okay Ma'am. When I get home Mommie will help me. Besides, her breasts are so much larger than yours! And she really knows how to relieve me when I get like this. Sometimes she has to help me three or four times. I couldn't ask you to spend that much time."

"What? Your Mommie? Your Mother has large..." she gestured at herself.

"Oh, my yes. She's tall, you know, and has really great legs but the thing that gets me hard every time I think about her," he touched his hard on, "is the size of her gigantic titties. They are at least twice as large as yours, maybe more. I need to get home now." As he spoke he rose from the chair and, shuffling a little because of his pulsing prick, made his way out of the office.

Behind him the School Psychologist was gaping at him. No one turned her down! She had never been so blatant and had never been rejected so thoroughly! She was humiliated and angry! Her revenge would be epic, she vowed!

End Chapter Two.



Mommie and Her Lance Ch. 03



(With a nod to Tacocarnitas for the inspiration. A number of my readers have requested an "incest story'. Here it is.)

"Big Tits, Big Dicks and Fantasy Fucking" 

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"How was your day, Lance?" she inquired as he entered the living room where she had been watching TV.

"I suppose it was okay," he replied.

"Well, sit here and tell me all about it!" she urged, moving a little to the side to allow him next to her. She smiled up at him as he approached.

As she almost always did, she took care to arch her back and draw his attention to her mammothly oversized chest. She loved his predictable reaction. His already hard cock grew even harder and longer as he looked at her. She was wearing one of her new thin sweaters, stretched to its limits over her projecting melons. Gaps occurred between the buttons as the sweater attempted to contain her vastness. He could make out the line of her bra and the bulges of breast flesh that surged up and over the bra's edge. Several months ago Mommie had started to dress demurely while still allowing Lance to get an idea of just how amazing her body was. Now she dressed to show off her body! She chose clothing that showed off her incredible curves, especially her cartoonishly oversized twin titties!

Her hips were rocking slowly back and forth as she watched her Lance walk across the living room. Slipping onto the couch next to his amazingly built Mommie he grinned up into her face.

"You look really pretty this afternoon," he told her.

"Why, thank you honey!" she was still rocking her hips, sliding back and forth on the cushions. It made her look like she was riding a horse. Or a big dick. Her breasts shook and quivered in front of her. She wasn't even aware of how she was teasing, how she was showing off her amazing figure to her Lance.

Using both hands she reached up and swept her long hair behind her. This allowed him an unobstructed view of her chest. Taking her time, she smiled down at Lance while taking a large breath and pushing her insanely large tits toward him. She loved to watch as he took in how hot and sexy she was. He loved to watch her giant tits in her slutty little outfits. And she loved to watch as his appreciation grew and grew!

"Now, honey, tell me about your day" she said as she leaned closer to him. Her hands rested on his thigh, her arms pushing her amazing mounds into even great prominence. She didn't think about it. It was just a habit now. She always showed off for her Lance.

"Well, the School Psychologist called me into her office. I think she was putting the moves on me, Mommie!" He seemed a little upset to Mommie.

"She did what, now? Tell me what she did. Why do you think she was putting 'the moves' on you, honey?"

"Well, she took off her jacket, then she came around the desk and stood right in front of me. She was kind of showing off, you know? Pushing her little titties out at me?"

"What did she do, darling?" She stood up. "Did she arch her back? Like this?" Her amazing tits surged forward as she demonstrated.

"Yeah. But it didn't look quite like that when she did it. She had on a sweater but her boobs aren't nearly as sexy and as big as yours are, Mommie."

"Well, is that all she did? That's not so unusual, honey."

"Well, she was touching herself and stuff. You know, kind of pushing her tits up? Yeah, like that!" Mommie was running her hands over her amazing breasts. Pushing her hands together, she forced her tits to surge upward. More and more of her breasts were exposed as she continued to watch Lance's reaction to her manipulation of her quivering boobs. "And then she tried to grab my hands and make me touch her tits? I think she wanted me to feel her up and, like that." He looked down at his lap. "And then she told me that she wanted to help me take care of this." He gestured at his hard on. "She said it was a huge thing."

"Well, there's nothing wrong with her eyesight, is there? You have an immense cock, honey! A lot of women like big dicks, you know!" she chuckled. "But not many will have seen one as big as this one," she was sitting next to him now and using both hands to fondle his giant hard on thru his pants.

"What did you do, honey? What did you do when she tried to touch you here?"

"I told her I wanted to go home."

"You told her you wanted to go HOME? Honey, you had a woman eager to have you feel her breasts and probably do so much more and you wanted to go home? Oh, honey, no!"

"Why not Mommie? You are prettier than she is. You are so amazing! And have such large sexy tits. You are so sexy. She's not nearly as sexy as you are!"

"Well, that's nice of you to say!" She caressed his cheek. "But you should get experience with other women, you know!"

"But Mommie..."

"Now, no buts, honey. You and I have become pretty well acclimated over the past few months and I've enjoyed every minute of getting acclimated. But I think it would be good for you to become acclimated with other women, too. I'm not going to be around forever, you know." She grinned at him. 

"Mommie! Don't talk like that! I love you and I don't want to give you up! NO one is as sexy hot as my Mommie!"

"Well, dear, that's sweet! But you have to get familiar with other girls, you know. And besides, you are going to have a hard time finding another woman like me!" She shimmied her tits in front of him to emphasize her meaning. "I'm sure if you gave them a chance that there are a lot of girls that would like to be with a cute guy like you. Particularly a guy that's as well-endowed as you are." Her hands were still moulding his pants to the outline of his enormous cock as she spoke.

"Now, did anything else happen today?"

"No Mommie, nothing else happened."

"Well, then. You should have a lot of that yummy cum packed into your balls! I suppose I'm going to have to help you with that. Do you want me to help you spew it over my tits? Into my mouth? Or would you just like to fuck until you can't hold it any longer and then jack it off all over me?" Her smile was dirty as she listed the options. And her tongue licked out to wet her lips as she watched Lance consider his choices.

Over the next few hours they did all of those things. And lots of other things. Mommie found it amazing how Lance was able to cum and cum. Time after time he spewed his jism across her monster boobs, into her eager swallowing mouth and throat or watched as she jacked him off. He truly was a cum factory she thought.

The next morning Mommie called the school and made an appointment to speak with the School Psychologist that afternoon. 

And so, at three thirty Mommie was waiting for her Lance to arrive at the School Psychologist's Office. While she waited she couldn't help but notice how attractive the receptionist was. The young woman was apparently a Senior Volunteer, acting as receptionist. Just as Mommie was considering asking her name her Lance entered the office.

"Julie, I have another appointment with the Psychologist," he announced as he approached the desk.

"Yes, Lance. I know. Your Mom is here," she indicated the seated woman.

"Hi, Mommie," His look changed from anticipation to disappointment when he saw that Mommie was bundled into her old bulky coat. Nothing to see here, but he wondered what she might have on underneath.

"The Doctor can see you now," Jill indicated the now glowing green light on her intercom.

Rising, Mommie clasped Lance's hand in hers as they entered the office. "Remember what we talked about," she whispered in Lance's ear. "We want her to like you. And I want you to have fun with her if that's what she wants to do, honey."

Lance squeezed her hand in reply.

"I'm so glad you could see us so promptly," Mommie said, gazing at the Psychologist. "Lance told me about his unacceptable behavior yesterday. And I want to set things right." She slid out of her coat as she was speaking.

Turning toward the sofa Mommie hung her coat on the coat rack. Moving as she did gave the School Psychologist plenty of time to see how she had changed. The Mommie from several months ago was clearly gone. In her place was a breastacular vision revealed by a low cut, skin tight, knitted tube dress that ended inches above her knees. Her feet were in stiletto heels which made her long legs even longer and did amazing things for her rump. 

Mommies shoulders were uninterrupted by bra straps, and the upper mounds of her immeasurable tits could be seen rising and falling with each breath taken. The Psychologist was unable to tell how those incredible mounds of flesh could be held up, be put on display the way that they were. Did she use tape? Was there some sort of support bra under that skin tight dress? The SP couldn't take her eyes off her visitor. This was not the dowdy woman she had expected to see. This was the epitome of sexy, of slutty, really. Showing off boobs so big that they exceeded anything the SP had ever heard of! Her skin tight dress outlined her amazing figure to perfection. Her giant boobs in contrast to her slender hips and the waistline of a teenager? Where had all this come from she wondered? 

"Following your advice, Lance and I have become much more acclimated than before. We know that there is still a lot of work to be done, but we are working every day and night to improve our, um, our relations." Mommie looked to the School Psychologist for approval.

"And the way that Lance reacted to you yesterday, I thought, was a step back! He should become acclimated to other women as well as myself!"

Noticing where the School Psychologist was now looking, Mommie turned to see that Lance had grown an immense bulge in his slacks. 'He really can't help himself,' Mommie thought to herself. 'He really likes my giant titties!' she smiled proudly to herself. 

"I know that Lance finds you attractive. You've got such a cute little figure," Mommie stated. The School Psychologist had never thought of her sexy, stacked, Triple D cup, 42-25-36 figure as cute. Or little. But in comparison to Mommie's unimaginable pulchritude she wasn't going to argue. The School Psychologist was unable to take her eyes off the swelling protuberance in Lance's pants.

The School Psychologist had had lots of sexual encounters. Men her own age, older men and more than a few of her young charges had enjoyed the pleasure of her sexual prowess. Yesterday, before he left the office she had seen Lance spring a hard on so big that she had decided that she had imagined it. 

Now, in front of her and his Mommie, Lance was growing another boner. And it was getting even bigger as she watched! Growing bigger and bigger, it was larger than yesterday. It was larger than anyone she had ever seen. They had to be playing a trick on her.

"I don't know what you are trying to pull here, Mrs. Halbert. But I'm not falling for it," declared the School Psychologist. "This has to be some sort of trick." she gestured to the confused young man standing in front of her desk.

"He's amazing, isn't he?" Mommie responded proudly. She drew Lance around the desk to stand in front of the School Psychologist.

Standing next to her son Mommie pushed her vast breast against his side while smiling down at the School Psychologist. Her hand traced the arc of Lance's immense penis as it throbbed under his denim pants. Both women could see how it was twitching and throbbing.

"I'm so proud of my Lance," Mommie purred as she undid his belt. "Go ahead, honey, show her! I know she's going to like it as much as I do."

Encouraged by his Mommie, Lance reached into his pants and pulled out his dick. Not yet fully hard, it hung in front of the School Psychologist. Over 12 inches in length and larger than Mommie could reach around with one hand it swayed hypnotically before the unbelieving eyes of the School Psychologist.

"Jesus Christ," the School Psychologist blurted out. "That's not possible! It's not humanly possible for a dick to be that long. That thick!" Her tongue licked her suddenly dry lips. She tried to imagine what it would be like to have a cock that big trying to fuck her. Her imagination failed. There was no way!

Without thinking she pushed herself back away from the desk and the fleshy appendage that was slowly hardening even more as Mommie kept on stroking it while pressing herself against Lance. As she stared, wide eyed, Lance reached his ultimate immensity. 

Now well over a foot long the School Psychologist had no true idea how big he was. But he was so much bigger than anyone else she had met, heard of or seen in all the pornos she had watched! Peter North and John Holmes were pikers in comparison. 

"That's not possible," she repeated. "No woman could handle that, that, that monster!" 

"Oh, come now! Lance and I manage several times a day! And it's wonderful! I'll show you!"

Kneeling in front of her son, she pulled him around to face her. Standing in profile to the on looker, Lance's size was even more impressive. Smiling over at the School Psychologist Mommie stroked him several times. 

"I'm so glad that you suggested that Lance and I should acclimate to each other. It's been so much fun," she exclaimed. "I love his big dick. And he loves everything that I have to offer." She shimmied her torso in emphasis. "Now watch!"

Grafting her mouth to the tip of his dick she began an energetic hand job. Sloppy wet sounds filled the office as she licked and sucked. Her hands ran up and down his shaft as she worked. In a very short time Lance was panting and groaning, encouraging his Mommie to suck his big dick. As she worked her immense boobs jostled and surged under her skin tight dress. Reaching out so far in front of her, they bounced off his legs while she sucked and licked his cock. 

Swanning her neck she took inch after inch into her mouth and then, with an effort, managed to force several inched down her throat. As the School Psychologist watched in disbelief she could see Mommies throat distend as the massive shaft was forced deeper and deeper into her gullet. 

She couldn't take it all. She had never been able to take it all. But she loved trying! Slowly she pulled him out of her throat and mouth. 

Gazing up into his eyes she smiled, "I want you to cum for me Lance, I want to show her how much you blow all over me!" Her hands were moving faster and faster now. She reapplied her mouth to the gigantic penis that was rock hard and throbbing in her hands.

"I'm gonna cum, Mommie, you're making me cum!" he moaned before he arched his back and began to shoot off all over his kneeling Mommie. 

Spurt after spurt shot out of his dick head and landed everywhere. Some landed on her laughing, giggling face. Some landed on the carpet behind her. Some landed on the exposed skin of her upper chest. More landed on the tightly clad breasts that were bouncing in response to her continued ministrations to his cock. And the rest she slurped up as she pulled his shaft back into her mouth.

"Oh, that tastes so good," she moaned. Looking up at Lance, Mommie seemed oblivious to the other person in the room. "I need more, Lance. I don't want you to stop now. Can I get you hard, honey?"

"Well, maybe," he teased her. They both knew how easily she could bring him back to life.

"I'm going to try, Lance." She shimmied her shoulders as she spoke, drawing his attention to the beyond gigantic melons hanging so firmly in front of her.

Smiling up at him she licked her lips to bring in any more of his jism that she had missed. As she did so she slowly pushed the top of her dress down and down to expose more of her Herculean hooters.

Mommie gasped in excitement as the top's elastic snapped over her erect nipples. Grinning up at the excited look on his face she took a few moments to pull the elastic up and down across her nipples, forcing her nipples to grow larger and harder. 

When she finally pushed her dress completely off her breasts the School Psychologist could not suppress her gasp. Mrs. Halbert had, by far, the largest tits that she had ever seen. Could these two be some to the "Hyper Sexual Beings" that she had read about in the Journals to which she subscribed? The question drifted away as she watched, spellbound. Mrs Halbert enfolded Lance's gigantic cock into her mighty cleavage. To the SP's shock it completely disappeared. There was no trace of the largest dick she had ever imagined as it was swallowed by tits that made her Triple D's seem inadequate in size.

Still smirking up at her son, Mommie pushed and pulled her gigantic tits. Mashing him between her boobs she worked him to complete stiffness in record time. Smiling happily up at him she slowly rose to stand over him. Her huge tits were just at the height for him to suckle lustily while she pulled him closer to her using his dick as a handle. 

Keeping her hold on him she slid back onto the desk and pulled him forward. Without taking her eyes off him she pulled his prick into her. Sighing in contentment she sprawled back on her elbows and wrapped her long legs around his waist.

"Don't wait, Lance, don't wait! I'm so fucking hot for you! I want you to fuck me until you splash you cum all over my huge titties!" 

"You got it, Mommie," was his response as he began to try to push his shaft into her. 

"Oh, fuck, that's tight?" they said in unison.

"So, big, Lance! So thick, so long! I want it all, honey. Don't make me wait!" Her voice was dripping with lust. Her pussy, too, was dripping. The desk blotter would have to be replaced after this!

Neither of the couple were paying any attention to the onlooker. Their attention was focused on the high energy fucking that they were taking part in. They never noticed when the School Psychologist's hand delved under her clothes and began to finger herself. This was some of the hottest sex she had ever seen. The size of his dick was almost a match to Mommies tits! They were matching each other, stroke for stroke, pushing each other higher and higher.

Mommies boobs shook and shimmied as they fucked. Her upper torso completely covered by the rocking tits that were so immense! Her hands were plucking and pulling on whichever erect nipple Lance was not nipping and sucking. Her legs were wrapped about him as she thrust her hips up at the laboring young man.

Their gasping breath filled the room as they worked.

"Harder, Lance, harder! Make me cum! You're so good! So hard, so big, I love your giant cock. Make me taste it in my throat!"

He was almost doing that, he felt. She was absorbing every inch he could push into her. Her pussy was squeezing and throbbing around his dick. If she had not already pulled a load from him he would have come much sooner. But he knew what she liked. She liked to be fucked to the point where she was on the verge of unconsciousness. And he was determined to do that.

All at once, in the middle of a stroke she began to shiver and shake. Her orgasm rolled over her in a massive, endless wave. One after another, the waves of ecstasy peaked and crested. One after another she felt her pussy convulse in orgasm after orgasm.  

With a roar of fulfillment Lance pulled himself free of her clutching cunt and jacked himself off with both hands. Seconds passed as he spewed a load much larger than his earlier one. When he was done Mommie was a mess. Her hair, her smiling face, her gigantic tits, even the desk, was streaked with lines of cum. The last of his immense load dripped onto her stomach as he forced the last of it from his dick.

Smiling up at her lover, Mommie pulled him to her and gave him a scorching kiss.

"You are the best. You are the best!" she murmured. "Now let's get dressed and go home where we can really let loose. It's a good thing these walls are soundproofed." She giggled at the thought.




Mommie and Her Lance Ch. 03



Slowly they pulled themselves together. Looking at the School Psychologist Mommie saw that she was unaware of them at all. Her eyes closed, one of her hands was driving in and out of her cunt while the other was playing with the tits that she had uncovered at some point. 

'Huh, I am bigger than her. A lot bigger. Just like Lance said,' Mommie mused to herself. 

They left the room. As she pulled the door shut behind her Mommie spoke back into the room.

"Thank you so much for your help," she addressed the still unaware SP. She hoped that the SP would not be disturbed until she had a chance to recover from watching she and Lance fuck each other silly. 

"Good night," she addressed the young receptionist as she left.

Neither she nor Lance noticed that the young lady had her earphones plugged into the intercom instead of the Dictaphone. Nor did they notice that she had both hands below the desk. The muted buzzing could have been the sound of the Dictaphone.

End Chapter Three



Mommie and Her Lance Ch. 04



(With a nod to Tacocarnitas for the inspiration. A number of my readers have requested an "incest story'. Here it is.)

"Big Tits, Big Dicks and Fantasy Fucking"

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Several days later Lance was approached by Julie in the library. She was carrying a note for Lance from the School Psychologist.

"Lance, the School Psychologist asked me to find you and deliver this note. I hope you will take part." 

Before Lance had a chance to ask what she was talking about Julie had turned and walked away. Intrigued, he read the note:

"Lance,

I'm so sorry for the way I acted in my office when last we met. I was just so surprised and I hope I did not offend you. Would you please return to my office this afternoon before final class so that I might apologize in person and make amends?

Sincerely,

Birgitta Grosenbusen,

School Psychologist

Virginia Bell Senior High School"

Recalling his Mommie's advice that he become more acquainted with other women Lance showed up at the requested time.

To his surprise, when he arrived there were several girls in the School Psychologist's waiting room. However, Julie ushered him directly into the office.

The School Psychologist was, as usual, dressed in a business outfit with a blazer and skirt. But the blazer was discarded as she rose from the desk and came to greet Lance. Her blouse was shear and thru it he was able to make out the mounds of her breasts and the low cut bra that flattered her Triple D cup figure.

Lance was unsure of what to expect but her warm greeting helped to set him at ease.

"Lance, I'm so glad you came this afternoon. After our last meeting I wasn't sure if you would visit. I wanted to apologize for how I behaved. It was rude of me to react that way. You are a handsome young man and blessed with a magnificent maleness." 

Lance was pretty sure that she was talking about his cock. The last time he had been here his Mommie had teased him into having a hard on. And then Mommie had him disrobe. The sight of his over sized endowment had shocked the School Psychologist. She had called his dick a "monster" and refusing to touch it. She had, however, ended up masturbating wildly while Lance and Mommie had shown how they were able to squeeze his massive hard on into Mommie's eager pussy.

The School Psychologist had watched as Mommie had pulled his cock into her mouth and down her throat! Mommie's throat had expanded to an amazing degree as she had swallowed all of Lance down her gullet. Then Mommie and Lance had fucked each other. The School Psychologist had ended up climaxing as Mommie and Lance were leaving her office. 

"It's okay, Ma'am." Lance tried to make Ms. Grosenbusen feel at ease. "Mommie told me that I'm a little unusual that way." What she had actually told him, more than once while they were fucking, was that he had the biggest, hardest, longest, most massive dick in the world.

"Well," she sighed, "I'm glad we worked that out. Lance, can we start over? Can we just begin anew?" She was grasping his bicep as she looked into his eyes. She was standing very close to Lance. Her breath tickled his ear as she spoke. He thought he could feel her erect nipples brush against his arm while they spoke.

"Um, sure. That would be nice." He certainly didn't want to be on the wrong side of the School Psychologist! 

"Oh, I'm so glad," she murmured. "Let's start over then." Leaning past him, Ms. Grosenbusen flipped on the intercom. "Julie, could you please ask the rest of the group to wait a few minutes while Lance and I talk? Thanks, Hon."

Turning back to Lance he led him to the sofa and they sat next to each other. Putting her arm behind him she rested her other hand on his chest. Her thigh was pressed against his and he could feel her tits against his side.

"You know, I meet with a lot of young people in my job. I feel it is important that I offer them guidance and counseling in all aspects of their life. I know that you and your Mommie have been dealing with certain issues. And I'd like to be able to help in that regard as well." She was slowly rubbing her boobs against him as she spoke. And it was having the predictable effect. The School Psychologist might not be as heroically well endowed as Mommie, but she was an attractive woman and her Triple D boobs were not to be ignored! 

Glancing down into his lap she could see that his dick had begun to expand. So far everything was going as she had planned. Her hand slowly moved down from his chest, over his stomach until it was resting atop the largest cock bulge she had ever encountered. The largest, hardest cock she had ever encountered was still growing and growing. She was rubbing now, harder and harder. Her breath was coming faster as she felt her pulse increase. She began squeezing his cock thru his pants. For a moment she had thought that her memory might be tricking her but this was, indeed, the biggest dick she'd ever imagined. And she knew that it wasn't done expanding!

"Um, so big!" she exulted. "What a HUGE cock you have, Lance! Can I see it? Again? Please?" she realized that she sounded like she was begging but she really did want to see this immense hard on. 

"Sure, let me just..." he began.

"No! I want to do it! I want to pull this giant dick out of your pants. I want to do it!" Her lips were dry as she spoke. Her tongue darted out, left and then right to moisten them. 

Quickly she undid his belt and started to pull down his zipper.

"Damn, there is too much tension, stand up, Lance. Stand up so I can undo your zipper," she gasped.

As he rose she knelt in front of him and used both hands to run the zipper down. His dick reached almost to the waistband of his pants as he looked down into her excited face.

She smiled up at him as she grasped the belt loops and began to pull his pants down until they landed at his ankles. His boxer shorts were FULL of hard dick. The shaft bowed outward, flexing and trying to force it's way into the open.

Grinning at him she unbuttoned the bottom three buttons of his shirt and ran her hands over his well developed abs. 

"Mmmm, nice," she praised him. "I like a well defined six pack. And yours is great. But not as great as this giant log you call a prick!" She was using both hands now, caressing him thru his boxers. 

"I'm sorry about the way I reacted the last time. But I had never imagined that I would find a young, good looking man like you with a dick like this one!" She was still holding on with both hands! "I've never heard of a dick so thick and long! SO hard and just freakishly large! You are so lucky. And now, so am I!"

She leaned closer and placed her lips on the head of his prick thru his shorts. Letting her tongue slip between her lips she wetted the fabric. His dick became more and more prominent as she worked.

She began to pull the elastic band down and down. She didn't try to extract his cock. She just kept pulling downward. Slowly his shaft bent down until it was pointing straight at her and then was pulled down pointing at her boobs as the root of his dick came into view.

"Dear God, what an immense shaft" she groaned as she was able to get an idea of how thick he was. Mommie had found that her first three fingers were not wide enough to cover the top of his shaft. The School Psychologist was discovering the same thing! With only the first three or four inches of the base of his dick exposed, she reached out and, as expected, found that she could not reach around his girth.

She giggled nervously before finally pulling strongly enough to reveal all of Lance. Released from the confines of his boxers his boner swung up and bounced heavily in front of her stunned face.

"I knew it! I fucking knew it! This has to be the biggest dick..." her voice trailed off as she grasped him with both hands. 

Her look was imploring, her eyes flickered between his face and his giant hard on. "Can I... that is, I mean..." she stumbled. "I want to try to give you a blow job. Is that okay?" She had never asked permission before. But some how, in this case, it seemed right.

"I'm sure I'll like it." he responded. "Go ahead." She probably wasn't going to be as talented as his Mommie, but a blow job was a blow job.

Licking her lips again she assessed the task ahead. Where to start? Where to begin? There was so much cock to deal with. He was twice as large as anyone else she had been with. Three times larger? No way she was going to take this monster between her pussy lips. But she should be able to get him off with her hands and mouth. 

She began by applying her lips to one side of his shaft and moving up and down between the massive cock head and his groin where an equally massive pair of balls swung between his legs. For the next several minutes all that could be heard in the office was her gasping breath and the liquid sound of her mouth, lips and tongue working over Lance's giant penis.

Taking a more active role Lance stroked her cheek as she worked. "That's nice," he told her. "I like to feel your lips on my dick." She wasn't as good as Mommie, but it did feel nice. Her only response was to glance up at him and then to continue to use both hands stroking him while she spread saliva all over his hard shaft.

Shifting her attention, she flat licked his dick head and then ran her tongue around and around his dick head. Pulling him straight out in front of his groin she closed her lips around his glans and, while pulling and pushing her hands up and down his dick she sucked up all the precum that he had leaked out. Sloppy wet sounds echoed in the office as she worked. She was moaning with excitement as she played with the most enormous penis she could ever have imagined!

She quickly discovered that she wasn't able to get even his dick head into her mouth. There was no way she would be able to swallow his shaft into her throat as Mommie had been able to do. But she could spread her saliva all over him and use her hands while she sucked and licked his dick.

It had been hours since his Mommie had drained a load from him at the breakfast table and he was getting close as he watched the School Psychologist grapple with his huge hard on. She was trying her hardest, he knew. Her lips were warm and there was a flush rising in her cheeks as she kept up the pace.

Gasping for breath she pulled herself away from him for a moment. It was an incredible prick. Again she realized that actual coitus was out of the question. No way could her pussy accept any portion of his shaft. Just the thought of it caused her to flinch. But she couldn't stop thinking about it!

"Are you going to cum, Lance?" she begged while still stroking him as hard and fast as she could. "Are you going to cum for me, honey? I want to drink you down, baby, feed me your hot nasty sperm!" Hearing her pleading with him to cum made her hotter than ever to the young man.

"Damn, yes, I'm right on the edge! Make me spew, you hot sucking bitch!" He was panting with excitement as he felt her tighten her grip. She wasn't as good as Mommie but Lance was discovering that there was no such thing as a bad blow job.

Her lips were pressed back against his dick as she strove to finish him off. Faster and faster she stroked him! Her tongue lashed out to lap up every drop he had to offer.

He tasted really good. She redoubled her efforts, trying to get him to shoot his cum. She wanted to see it fly thru the air. She wanted to see how far he could ejaculate. Faster and faster, harder and harder, she beat him off until, at last, he groaned deep in his throat and with out warning began to blast shot after shot of jism. 

The first massive wad almost dislodged her lips from his dick but she managed to handle it. As rope after rope of semen spewed from him she let several gouts fly past her to land on the carpet almost all the way to the sofa! Pulling him back to her mouth she continued to suck him up as fast as she could. But she began to loose control. Unable to swallow fast enough to keep up she felt a small wave of cum flow from her mouth and down onto her breasts. 

Panting and gasping for breath the School Psychologist was forced to back away from the tidal wave of spew that continued to burst from Lance's huge cock. Her hands never stopped stroking and as his cum slowly ceased she pulled the last of his dick juice from him, Using his dick head like a paint brush she spread the last of him over her lips and chin as well as her cheeks.

Smiling up from under the layer of slime that she had covered herself with, she dropped his dick and smoothed his cum over her blouse and bra covered mounds. The fabric turned translucent as she worked. 

"What a shower," she exclaimed as she pinched her nipples. "I've never seen a man cum so much! Yum!" She began to lick off her fingers and hands as Lance watched.

His dick hung, semi limp between them. Her hand finally reached out to grasp him and she slowly licked up all the juice that she could find on his groin.

"You can go again, can't you, Dear?" she asked. "Your Mommie said that you and she can go on and on, didn't she? Well, I hope you're not done. Those girls outside are all waiting to meet you, honey. I asked them to join us so that you can begin to get more comfortable with girls your own age."

Lance wasn't sure that he wanted to meet girls his own age. His Mommie was everything he wanted in a woman and none of the girls in the reception area were near as pretty or sexy as Mommie. But he knew that he should probably go along with what the School Psychologist was suggesting.

"Sure, if you think it will help" he replied.

"Oh, I'm sure it'll help! Now pull yourself together while I get the girls in here.

Stepping to the desk she pressed the intercom button while Lance straightened his clothing.

"Julie, will you and the others please come in, darling?"

She turned to Lance. "Oh, don't worry. I know you'll like this surprise." She was smiling as she spoke.

Just as Lance managed to raise his zipper the door opened and in came the small group of girls that had been in the reception area.

"Lance, these are most of the members of an after-school, unofficial club that I have sponsored here at Virginia Bell High School," said the School Psychologist. "It's for Senior Girls only. You can only join by invitation. There are a few requirement to join. First: you must be a Senior. This is not for underclassmen no matter how well qualified you may be in other ways," she chuckled. "Thats why Mona Quibbly isn't a member yet. But she will be next year, I hope. Second: you must agree to the principals of the group, that having fun in this group is more important than any social groups you may belong to. We accept anyone who is willing to join and meets the final requirement. Third and Last: You must have at least a DD Cup bust line! We call ourselves "The Bigguns!" and everyone here qualifies!" She smirked at his stunned expression.

"I started the group since so many girls who develop early find that they are the butt of jokes and cruel taunts. Usually from other girls who are jealous. We get together from time to time to celebrate ourselves.

"Your Mommie had some very unfortunate experiences as you probably know. They led to her unhappiness and, indirectly, to your previous bad behavior. So after you left last time I decided to see if you and these young women could get together and see if it's possible for us all to acclimate to each other.

"I've talked to all the girls and they all agreed that they wanted to get to know you. Personally. Is that okay?" She was sure of what Lance's reaction would be but she wanted to be sure that they all heard him say it.

"Um, yeah!" Well Mommie wanted him to get to know people his own age. He didn't think that she had imagined that there would be a club for busty young women at his school. But he thought that she would want him to participate.

"You all are so pretty." He looked at them one by one. "Pretty and sexy, too!"

"There is one other thing you need to know." she said. "When we get together we call ourselves by our Club Name. Not our public name."

"My Club Name is Ms. Melons.

She gestured to Julie. "Let me introduce you to Gigi." She moved to the next girl, who Lance knew was Barb Smolley. "This is Short Gigi." Barb was a blonde, cute with dimples and she was grinning widely at Lance. Her eyes were roaming all over him. He, in turn was looking at her. She was about three inches shorter than Julie, that is, Gigi. So that explained the "Short" part. Their tits looked about the same size he thought.

Ms. Melons moved to the next girl. "This is Effie," she said. Effie was just a little shorter than Julie, that is Tall Gigi. A brunette, her short hair gave her a pixyish look that was belied by the fulsome curves that she had.

The next one in line stepped forward.

"Hi, Lance, my Club Name is Ella. And I've heard so much about you." She smiled warmly and stepped back, her green eyes sparkling. Lance had seen "Ella" around the school but had never really met her. She had a reputation of being really smart. She got straight A's he had heard. She seemed a little out of place here. Her red hair was pulled back into a bun.

The last girl now stepped forward and while sticking her chest as far out as she could greeted Lance, saying, "H'lo Lance. My Club Name is DeeDee. I may not be as far down the alphabet as the others but I make up for it, believe you me!"

"Now, DeeDee," said Ms. Melons, "No need to brag. Lance is going to get to know each of you. Shall we start, girls?" It was more than a suggestions.

Giggling among themselves the girls started to disrobe. Lance watched in amazement as clothes dropped to the floor. These were some very attractive girls! 'DeeDee" was a cheerleader, he knew that. Once she was down to panties and a bra he could really appreciate her tight, muscular body. Her abs were defined and flexed sexily as she moved. Her tits stuck straight out from her chest. Her nipples were small but erect in excitement. They punched thru the material of her bra from excitement. Or maybe the temperature of the room.

'Ella' was the real surprise to Lance. Her breast's were easily the largest among all of them. He had had no idea until she stood in front of him in only her panties and bra. With sleek legs and a full ass, she was still very top heavy. Extremely top heavy!

Lance couldn't help but stare as she posed in front of him in her underwear. Satin, and outlined in ribbons the under garments contrasted with her rather plain blouse and baggy jeans. He thought she might be shy but instead she grinned at him. "Surprised, Lance?" she asked. She stepped up to him and gripped his forearm while pressing her extremely large breasts against him. "I've learned to accept the fact that I have overly large breasts thanks to this group. Do you like them?" Despite her light tone he sensed that she really hoped that he liked her body. She gently shook her upper body, causing her tits to slap against him as she moved.

"I think you are sexy as hell. Can't you tell?" he asked her while looking down at himself.

The girl glanced down and emitted a little gasp. His disk was hardening quickly beneath his pants. 

"Is that all because of me?" she asked.

"Mostly, Ella, mostly." They were talking quietly enough that he didn't think the others would be able to overhear them. They were all stacked. And cute. But Ella was by far the most well developed.

"Now everyone," interrupted 'Ms. Melons' "Lets get organized. Remember the plan. First you all get to see what makes Lance so special. Then there will be the individual sessions. We drew lots remember. Ella, you get to have Lance last. 

"I want all of you to get an idea of what you will get to deal with this afternoon. So, gather around."




Mommie and Her Lance Ch. 04



After a whispered consultation the girls approached. Quickly DeeDee, who seemed to be the leader, pulled his zipper down and striped his pants to his ankle.

There was a series of gasps and exclamations as everyone took in the size of Lance's half hard dick.

"Don't worry, girls, Lance still has a way to go to full hard on. And we can help him, can't we, girls." The young girls didn't seem to believe her, but Lance realized that it was true. He was not quite at half staff.

Quickly the girls knelt. Slowly one and then the others reached out to touch his dick. They were all somewhat timid. But soon they were exploring his length. Hands ran up and down his shaft, squeezing and feeling as it reached full stature. Even with all those hands running up and down his dick there was still room for more.

They were all staring at his dick. Occasionally one or another would glance up at his face. But for the most part all attention was on his prick as it bounced and throbbed in front of them.

After a few minutes the girls rearranged themselves.

DeeDee faced his now erect penis with the other girls to either side. They leaned in and began to lick his dick while DeeDee sucked on his dick head. His cock was quickly soaked with the saliva of all three girls. DeeDee was trying to jam her pursed lips over the head of his cock while the others were licking and sucking their way up and down the shaft. There was plenty of room for them along his massive shaft.

While the the kneeling girls worshipped his huge dick, the School Psychologist stood by, beaming proudly, as the girls worked. A group of once timid, overly endowed misfits were handling a man's cock eagerly.

And he was enjoying it!

Leaving the others to continue caressing his hard cock Ella stood up to snuggle up to Lance.

"Does that feel good, Lance?" asked Ella while encouraging him to cup her giant tits.

"Oh, yeah, that feels great!" His hands fondled her bra encased boobs while the other three continued to minister to his massiveness. As he felt her up, more and more tit flesh worked free of her bra. Below, all three were sucking and licking as their breasts bounced and quivered.

Pulling back from his erection, DeeDee stood up and pulled him to the couch.

"Lie down, big guy! I've got to try this!" she exclaimed.

"DeeDee! Do you really think you can handle that mon... I mean, that giant dick?" asked Ms Melons.

"Maybe not, but I've got to try it!" DeeDee was the most adventurous of the group and she really wanted to see whether she could push any part of his dick into her sopping wet cunt.

She couldn't, as it turned out. Several minutes of effort proved fruitless. DeeDee ended up squirming up and down his erection as it lay on his torso. Her clit rubbing against him while her pussy lips spread to either side. This led her to have several orgasms before she slid off to cuddle against him.

Next up both Gigi's took turns trying to cram him into themselves. "Tall" Gigi got most of his cockhead into her and "Short" Gigi managed to absorb more yet; almost three inches of his thickness was as much as she could handle. Both girls came several times in the effort.

Lance had also had several ejaculations from all the activity. His dick was just as hard as ever when it was finally Ella's turn.

Her opening move was to strip out of her bra. As it hit the floor she leaned over and swung her tits up and down his torso. She paid particular attention to his cock as it regained heft and finally gave him an inexpert but enthusiastic tit fuck. Lance blew his load all over her tits, face and neck. Some of it landed on Ella's back. The other girls lapped that up.

Wiping off her face with her fingers Ella shoveled every morsel she could find into her mouth. "You taste so good!" she panted as she regained her breath.

"You did a great job! Your tits are almost as big as Mommies!" he responded without thinking.

"I'd like to meet her, I'm usually the biggest girl in the room. I know I don't show off in school but I love to wear teasing little outfits when I'm on a date," she admitted. "Some times I can tease a load from my date with out even having to get undressed!" The idea amused her as she reached again for Lance's softening erection.

"Come on, lets get you hard again and see if I can take more than the others. I love a big dick and you have the biggest one I've ever imagined!"

Several hours later Lance stumbled weakly from the car. Ella had offered to drive him home. During the drive she had tried, with out luck, to coax another erection from him. She had proven to love titty fucking. It had been her second preference after taking just over half of his length. She had come easily and often.

DeeDee loved giving him hand jobs, and the two Gigi's competed to see who could take him the deepest. Neither had gone much more than half way. But what they could do was give him an excellent double tittie fuck. With a Gigi on either side of him they would capture his dick between their tits. As Ella and DeeDee pushed his face into their cleavage the two Gigi's would wank him off as their nipples rubbed against each other as well as his stiffness.

Each girl had coaxed at least three eruptions from Lance's cock while the School Psychologist had demonstrated how to revive him by teasing his prostrate and getting him to cum twice more when all the others had failed.

As he staggered to the front door Lance could feel consciousness slipping away. How many times had he splashed cum on, in or over those club members? Fourteen? More? Not less than fourteen he thought as he slowly opened the door.

Mommie turned from the sink to greet her son. Her smile died on her lips as she saw how exhausted he looked.

"Why, Lance, what ever has happened to you?" she asked as she pranced to his side her bosom bouncing and shivering as usual. 

Lance didn't even glance at her massiveness half exposed by a low cut T-top matched with a pair of Daisy Dukes. Her legs, supported by the usual stiletto heels were their usual curvaceous perfection. Her hard nipples pressed forward thru her half cup bra and top.

"I'm worn out, Mommie," he replied as he made his way to the stairs. "I spent a few hours with "The Bigguns" club at school. The School Psychologist introduced me to them and I think they wore me out, Mommie. I need to get some sleep." He didn't even look back over his shoulder as he made his way upstairs.

As his head hit the pillow Lance felt himself slipping into sleep. Downstairs he could hear his Mommie slamming doors and banging pots and pans. "I wonder what's bothering her?" he thought as he fell asleep.

The End, Chapter Four.



Mommie and Her Lance Ch. 05



 (With a nod to Tacocarnitas for the inspiration. A number of my readers have requested an "incest story'. Here it is.)

"Big Tits, Big Dicks and Fantasy Fucking"

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Lance's head lolled back and forth against the sofa cushions. His eyes half closed, he looked drunk. But it was sexual satisfaction that left him so stupefied, not drink. When he had arrived home Mommie demanded that he sit on the sofa while she reacclimatized her self to his hugeness. After all, he had been in school all day!

Now, four orgasms later, Lance was building up to yet another fountain of cum as his Mommie worked her oral magic on his massive, throbbing dick. Her throat was bulging with the massive thickness of his enormous steel hard cock. When he was ready to cum she would pull back and let him blast rope after rope of jism into her mouth for her to taste, savor, and swallow

This had become the new routine for Mommie and Lance. Last week he had returned from school so wiped out that he had not been interested in plowing his Mommie's tight moist snatch. Even the next morning he had had to plead with Mommie that he had nothing in the tank for her. It had taken him almost 36 hours until he was able to get back to the usual routine. Mommies efforts to stimulate him had reached desperate measures. To no avail. 

But he had finally returned to his usual stamina and enthusiasm for his Mommies amazing fuck-toy body. 

But Mommie had not been mollified. She had missed the usual cock stuffing that she had come to need. That day and a half had been endless! She had needs. Lance had responsibilities. To her! To compensate for the missed fucking the previous week Mommie had demanded that she be allowed to service him multiple times.

And she had backed up her request by wearing the most enticing combinations of clothing that Lance had ever seen. If Mommie had been dressing in a provocative manner before she had really out done her self in the past ten days. She had gone from teasing and provocative to downright slutty. Snug had morphed to skintight. Short had become skimpy. Low cut had deepened and widened to the point that over two thirds of her insanely huge tits were now exposed on a daily basis. Before she had been known to allow gaps to show between her blouse's buttons. Now she merely left half of the buttons unbuttoned, allowing Lance to see her tremendously deep cleavage.

One of her favorite new looks was to wear a blouse so tight that she had no chance of buttoning more than the top and bottom buttons. Her boobs were forced together and bulged outward between the halves of the blouse. Usually her nipples were covered. But not always! This made it very simple for her to tit fuck her son. He would slide his dick between her globes while she crushed them together, trapping his throbbing giant cock. In a few minutes he would be ready to gush out streamers of cum. It would land between Mommies breasts, on her tits, in her eager mouth and all over her blouse and skirt. Gallons of his semen had been washed out of her clothes in the recent days. 

Wiggling and jiggling around the house Mommie sprang on the slightest hint of an erection and coaxed Lance to ejaculation after ejaculation. Some mornings she would pull two loads from Lance before letting him head to school.

And in the afternoon, well, four hot loads was the norm before she would let him stagger to his bedroom to recover. Dinner usually now consisted of Lance dining while his Mommie drank from his rock hard, more than foot long shaft which she had jammed into her ever so deep cleavage.

Lance enjoyed the endless sex. His lust for his Mommies body remained as strong as ever. Even after Mommie tucked him into bed and then into her alway eager pussy and rode him while he laid in bed he could still spring a boner thinking about the earlier escapades.

His eyes drifted open as his Mommie slowed her ministrations.

"You know, darling," she started. "I think that we should host a pool party for all your school chums. Here, at our place. It will be fun! And I'd like to meet your friends, too. I hope they'll like me." Her head dropped back to his cock while her hands shuttled up and down even faster than before.

"Oh, God, yes, Mommie, yes, yes!" It wasn't clear if Lance was agreeing to the pool party idea or reacting to the latest gushers of cum that her clever hands, lips and mouth had pulled from his balls.

The following Saturday afternoon Mommie was soaking in the oversized spa tub she had had installed in her master bath.

Looking down her body she admired the massive islands of breast flesh that rose from the water. She couldn't see her feet unless she moved her immense breasts out of the way.

The party was going to start in a few hours and she was going to have to decide what to wear. She had laid out a few bathing suits and bikinis to choose from. She tried them all on, examining the results in the mirror. Finally she decided to wear them one after the other. As the night wore on she would wear sexier and skimpier outfits. If nothing else, she knew that Lance would enjoy the show! Who was she kidding? Every male is sight would enjoy the show. Mommie would make sure of it!

Hours later Mommie looked out the kitchen window to where all the young people were gathered in the back yard. Her plans were working, she thought. When every one arrived she had been dressed in a chrome yellow bathing suit. High cut at the hip, it drew attention to her showgirl legs which she had emphasized by wearing stiletto heels. Lycra enforced panels were joined in the middle of her amazing chest with black lacing. The effect was to push her breasts up and together in a cock hardening cleavage that almost rose to her shoulders. 

None of the young girls had anything even close to the pulchritude that she was displaying. Ella was the closest and she was many inches from matching Mommie.

When Ella had arrived she had attached herself to Lance. Introducing herself as Phoebe, she told Lance not to use her "Club" name. That was only for activities of "The Bigguns".

"But Ella, I mean Phoebe, what do the names mean? Why are you Ella?"

"Its got to do with theses," she told him as she hefted her huge titties for him to admire. "I wear an L-cup bra. 38-L! Short and Tall GiGi both wear a Double-G brassiere. And DiDi, of course is a 30-Double D!

She'd smiled at his reaction. "Remember, you met Effie. And we have a Kaye, and we may have an Ophelia or an Emma some day. But for now, I'm the Tittie Queen of the The Bigguns!" She grinned at Lance. While he watched she dropped her giant tits to wobble and shake until they stilled on her chest. Her tits were so firm and round, they were almost as amazing as Mommies, thought Lance.

It was just at that moment that Mommie had appeared to get Lance to help with getting some more chairs from the garage.

It went that way all night. Some young girl would strike up a conversation with Lance and after a few minutes Mommie would appear to get him to do something for her. Lance never had a chance to spend more than a few minutes with one of the pretty girls.

Phoebe was not so easily dissuaded however.

At one point when Mommie had disappeared upstairs to change into another of her collection of bathing suits Phoebe grabbed Lance.

Encircling his arm with both of her she drew him against her breasts as she hustled him into the cabana.

"I haven't had a chance to spend any quality time with you," she exclaimed as she whisked off her bikini. "Your Mommie seems to be a bit overprotective. But she has to learn to share the wealth!" As she spoke she had pulled Lance's pants off and was groping his rapidly stiffening penis.

"Um," was all that Lance could say before Phoebe had wrapped her lips around his flaccid dick. As he watched she began to tug and pull on his cock with both hands.

"I love your big, fucking dick," she purred. "I've never seen one this big before and I've wanted a second chance with you since we all got together in the Counselor's Office." Ella had managed to take just over half of his hard cock on that occasion. That was more than anyone else had managed.

With in a couple of moment Lance was at full length. Hard as steel his dick quivered far out in front of his groin while Phoebe stroked and pulled with both hands. Her lips were glued to the end of his penis, her tongue lapping and licking, sucking up all of the precum that he had to offer.

She smiled up at him, "I knew I could get you hard in no time!" she bragged. "You really like my big titties, don't you, Lance?"

"Um hm," he moaned as she kept up her manipulation of his dick. "I love big titties! Any there aren't that many that are bigger than yours!" he admitted.

"I just wish I could swallow this huge dick," She lamented. "But, come on, I want to feel you push this hard dick up my soaking wet pussy!"

Suiting actions to words, she pushed him down onto the chaise lounge and swung her leg over him.

Reaching between her legs she pulled his erection up to met her pussy lips. Her weight descended as she took more and more. First the dick head and then, very slowly, she took his shaft deeper and deeper into her clutching pussy! 

"OH, Fuck!" she groaned as she fell forward onto him. "I can't take any more than half of you! Too big, too hard, too GOOD!" She shivered thru her first orgasm. "I've never cum so quickly," she panted as her pussy clutched and pulsed around his dick.

From outside the cabana Lance her his Mommie's voice.

"Has anyone seen Lance?"

"I think he went around the house to the front yard," volunteered a voice he didn't recognize.

"That's my friend, Jenny," Phoebe whispered. "I got her to watch that we don't get disturbed until I'm done with you, stud! And I'm not done yet!"

Over the next half hour Lance and Phoebe tested the strength of that old chaise lounge. She came at least three more times and drained Lance's balls twice. Once between her lips and once between her giant tits while he was tit fucking her.

At last, Phoebe, panting and moaning told him that she had had enough for the time being.

"I can't wait to get you alone at school, next week," she told Lance. "I'd like to fuck you dry and have you spurt all over me! I love to drink your cum, you know!"

She leaned down and planted a loving kiss on the end of his dick before letting him go.

Lance was the first to leave the cabana and almost immediately was accosted by his Mommie.

"Where have you been, young man? Never mind, I need you to help me bring out some more snacks."

As they were returning with more chips and such Mommie saw Phoebe slip out of the cabana. To Mommie's suspicious eyes Phoebe looked like she had had a right shagging recently. Had her darling Lance and her been doing the nasty? She vowed to find out.

As one would expect in such a crowd of hot, sexy girls and young horny men, there was a fair amount of pairing happening. At one point later that evening Ella, or Phoebe, had a young suitor on either side. They were competing for her attention. She had resolved the issue by letting each one stroke, play and suck on the massive tit on his side while she had a hand busy in each one's lap. Every one seemed happy with the arrangement although Mommie thought that Phoebe was still staring at Lance.

Time after time Mommie would parade thru the back yard. Bending to pickup discarded soda cans, offering snacks and such, she took every chance to show off her amazing figure. Her outfits and teasing manner inspired more than a few couples to retire to the shrubs or cabana to speak privately! 

In the course of the evening she managed to speak to every guest, even if just for a few moment. She soon learned which of the young women were members of "The Bigguns". It was clear that they were, indeed, the most well endowed of the party guests. And all of them had eyes for her Lance.

Mommie made no attempt to hinder anyone's fun except Lance. He found it impossible to pair up with anyone else since he had to help Mommie. He bore up under this in part because every time she came by she was in another, ever sexier out fit. The other girls were clearly outclassed by Mommie's amazing figure.

One after the other, sexier and sexier. Slowly revealing more and more of her incredible figure. The last one, just before the party broke up was the smallest bikini anyone there had ever seen! Tiny cups that perched on the jutting mounds of her huge breasts, they were barely covering her nipples. And paired with a bottom that was barely able to reach the top of her pussy lips, it was reduced to thread size when it rose above her ass crack.

The effect was all that she had hoped for. She adored the attention. And she sucked up all of the looks from the young men and a couple of the girls. Again, her appearance spurred young couples to break away from the crowd to find a little privacy. The cabana had several couples, the bushes several more, and one or two pairings found privacy in various rooms in the house.

Time and again, Mommie had to intervene to prevent her Lance from being dragged off by some sexy young tramp. She found this to be burdensome and wished that the kids would just all go home so she could have some alone time with her Lance. All of the looks from the other young men had heated her up. But she knew that no one would be better equipped to put out the growing heat in her loins than her Lance. 

Standing next to Lance at the island counter top in the kitchen she turned as she heard some one come in the room. Outside, the party was slowly breaking up. Lance, standing next to her, smiled as he saw Phoebe looking his way.

"Can I do anything to help clean up?" offered the busty young woman.

"Oh, no thank you, Dear. I can handle it all by myself," Mommie replied. "Run along home and thanks so much for coming tonight. I hope you had a good time?"

"It was nice. I wish I'd had more..." her voice trailed off as she left, glancing back at Lance as she left.

"I think she likes you," Mommie whispered in his ear while she pushed herself against him. Her hand had never stopped stroking his immense prick behind the island.

"She has such a nice figure, too." Mommie continued. "Not quite as busty as I am, but, really nicely built."

"Oh, Mommie, stop teasing me! I've been hard for ten minutes and I don't know how much longer I can hold out." His knees were shaking as she worked with long languid strokes.

"How big did you say she was, Lance" she asked. She knew of course, she just wanted to tease him some more.

"She said an 'L' Cup, Mommie." he gasped.

"Well, she is well developed, isn't she? Six cup sizes smaller than me but pretty big, anyway." She smiled while she sped up the manipulation of his rock hard shaft.

"She's got the biggest tits in school," he told her. "But you are sexier, bustier and prettier than anyone.

"Thank you darling. I'm glad you think so." Mommie sped up again, driving her tongue into his ear, she pulled and pulled on his big hard dick. "Cum for Mommie!" 

With a groan of relief Lance spewed rope after rope of cum. No one could coax the kind of load that his Mommie did! Spattering against the island's cabinets, the river of cum flowed slowly down toward the floor.

With a matching groan of excitement Mommie knelt to collect as much as she could before it dripped onto the tiles. Minutes later Mommie was groaning in excitement again. this time as Lance drove himself between her thighs as they started an extended sex marathon.

The next Monday Mommie was once again in the Office of the School Psychologist. This time she had not bothered to hide herself in her old bulky coat. She stood proudly in front of Ms. Grosenbusen while the School Psychologist looked her up and down. Mommies vastly massive boobs quivered with each breath. The tops of both tits were revealed by the deeply cut neck line. The top clung tightly to every inch of Mommies chest and stomach. Her protuberant nipples were clearly visible where they were trying to poke thru the fabric.

Her perky butt was enhanced by the usual tall heels that she now preferred. And that butt was tightly gripped be the lycra skirt that was no more than a foot in length from the belt loops to the bottom hem. Revealed were long, long legs clad in dusky hose that were gripped by a garter belt. Mommie knew that if she wasn't VERY careful when she sat down she was in danger of revealing the crotch-less panties that she now wore most of the time. She was seldom careful when she sat down. It was more fun that way!

"I just wanted to let you know, Ms. Grosenbusen, that I've decided to Home School my darling Lance. I believe that I can better prepare him for his future than this school. We have had such good luck with our acclimation sessions that I am going to be conducting additional sessions ever day." And Mommie did not want her Lance to be distracted by the many young sluts that were sniffing around him at school. He was HER fuck toy! No one else's! Unless she gave permission, Lance was only going to be dipping his dick into HER honey pot! "I want him to be focused. And I think that there are too many distractions at school for his own good! 

"I'm afraid that there are too many distractions here for Lance's own good. The young ladies here seem to have formed an attraction to him that prevents him from taking care of me, I mean, taking care of his chores at home.

"And i know that I need your permission to do this. And I know that you may have some objections. But I hope that you will agree. You'll agree, in part because you will have to make monthly on-site visits to judge how Lance is acclimating to others. Which will entail your evaluation of his progress in a hands on manner.

"And because if you won't, then I'll make sure the administration here learns ALL about your little club, "The Bigguns". And you don't want that, do you, Ms. Grosenbusen?"

"I'm afraid the girls may have been a little over enthusiastic, Ms Halbert. You have to admit that Lance is almost unique, isn't he? I failed to prevent them from taking advantage of his improving relationship skills." And she herself had enjoyed trying to encompass his giant dick several times that afternoon. and she didn't want anything to get in the way of her little busty harem. If she played her cards right she might still get a chance to have Lance service her ever horny pussy. At least once a month. And that wouldn't be so bad!

And so, with a shaky hand, Ms. Grosenbusen signed the agreement as instructed. 

Using her usual proud strut Mommie walked out the door and into a new exciting future for her and her Lance. She glared at the busty young girl sitting at the desk outside the office as she passed.

No young floozy was going to interfere with her continued acclimation to Lance!

The End. 



Mommie and Her Lance Ch. 06



Author's note: I thought I was done with this story. But apparently not. I've edited the previous two chapters a little, you might want to glance at the new version which should be posted by now. Just a few tweaks, nothing major.

But it allowed it to be a little easier to add on to the story.

So here we go.

(With a nod to Tacocarnitas for the inspiration. A number of my readers have requested an "incest story'. Here it is.)

"Big Tits, Big Dicks and Fantasy Fucking"

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Mommie and Lance had just finished their morning routine which consisted of Mommie waking Lance by ministering to his morning hard on until he blew his first load of the morning down her throat. He would then provide his Mommie with the morning pick-me-up that she needed each day.

After having a few orgasms and again milking his dick of all the cum that she could they adjourned to the bathroom to clean up.

"Honey, you take a shower first," Mommie instructed Lance. "I'll take mine a little later. And while I'm getting cleaned up I need you to lay out an outfit for me to wear today. Remember, we have that monthly home visit from the School Psychologist to evaluate your home schooling experience.

"Aw, Mommie, you know that's just her way of keeping an eye on me. I think she still wants to have me try to jam my rock hard cock up her little pussy!" 

"Well, I'm not saying your wrong, honey. What woman wouldn't want to feel you cram that massive dick into her sopping wet pussy? It's wonderful! And if we want to keep up our acclimation we have to keep her happy. So we'll play along so do as I say, okay?"

"Yeah, sure. Are you sure you don't want to shower with me, Mommie?" he turned so that she could see his half hard dick as it swung heavily in front of him.

"Oh, not today, darling." With an effort she forced herself to look away from his massive prick. As much as she wanted to fall to her knees and worship his gigantic prick she needed to stay on schedule. "We'll have plenty of time to fuck, ah, I mean, get acclimated to each other later today, Lance."

A little later Mommie got out of her shower and stepped into her bedroom. On the bed was an array of clothing.

"Oh, this is precious," she remarked as she examined the selection that Lance had made. "He really likes to see me show off!"

Slowly she slid the dark hose up her long legs and attached them to the garter belt she had put on moments before. There were no panties. She was sure that was not by accident. The massive bra, with more material than any two "normal" bras was almost too small to provide any support for her massive mounds. It only covered about one third of the expansive globes she so proudly displayed. Instead the bra forced her hemispheres close together to form an epic cleavage. There was a single closure between her breasts.

Slipping into the blouse she discovered that, no surprise here, almost the entirety of that cleavage was on display. When she buttoned the blouse all but the last inch or two of cleavage was clearly visible. When she moved she was sure that anyone would be able to see her enormous tits flex and bounce. Even breathing would create fetching movement in her bosom. Experimentally she pressed her tits together with her elbows and judged the results in the mirror. Huge mounds of breast flesh were pushed up, over the edges of the bra cups. 

"Oh, Lance will love that!" she murmured.

Mommie had to shimmy and do a few little hops to get the skirt over her hips. The resultant reaction of her vast bosom was all that Lance could have hoped for. Once on, the hip-high slit allowed her leg to be seen almost in its entirety. Facing the mirror Mommie struck a few poses to judge the results. It didn't really matter she decided. No matter how she stood her incredible tits drew almost all the attention. From behind her pert buttocks drew some attention away from the projection of her massive mounds on either side of her torso. She looked sexy as hell, she decided.

'Maybe I should let Lance pick out all my outfits,' she giggled to herself.

She made her way downstairs. Entering the kitchen she found Lance finishing a bowl of cereal. He looked up and his entire face lit up with excitement as he watched her sashay across the tile floor.

"Gosh! You look even sexier than I imagined" he gushed.

"Well, thank you, honey. I feel sexy in this outfit. You did a good job of picking out a teasing outfit. You know how I love to tease you, Lance!" She took a moment to shimmy her shoulders at him. The movement almost caused her breasts to leap to their freedom. His eyes were locked on the movement of her tits until they grew still.

"Well, I'm planing on working out this morning," he told her as he placed his bowl in the dishwasher. "Call me when Ms. Grosenbusen gets here, won't you?" He was out the door before she could reply.

Several hours later the door bell rang. Mommie glanced out the window, to confirm that it was the School Psychologist, Ms. Grosenbusen. She was a few minutes early. Bundled up against the chilly weather she stood on the door step.

"Lance!" Mommie called, "It's Ms. Grosenbusen! Time to stop working out and come meet us in the living room, honey!"

When Lance walked into the room Mommie and Ms. Grosenbusen were sitting at each end of the couch. Automatically Mommie sat up straighter, jutting her improbable bosom out in front of her. Her glance at him turned into a stare when she saw Lance was still in his workout clothes. Unthinkingly she licked her lips.

The sweatshirt he was wearing had the arms cut off and had been cropped to expose his well muscled abdomen. Sweat glistened on his arms as well as his well developed six pack. His shorts might not have been so tight if he did not have such a large set of genitalia. His balls and semi hard cock pulled the seams of his shorts taut. His masculine bulge was most impressive!

Stepping over his Mommies legs he sat between the women. Mommie in her enticing outfit that he had selected was the epitome of sexual allure. She always was. And as always she was doing everything she could to emphasize her sexy nature. Her upper arms pressed against the outside of her bosom to deepen her cleavage. She was brushing her finger tips across the skin of her breasts. As if she needed to draw attention to them! She smiled warmly as Lance kissed her cheek in greeting. She stopped her self from reaching out to caress Lance's enormous shaft, but it took an effort.

Ms. Grosenbusen, still bundled up in her coat nodded a greeting to Lance and then stood up.

"Let me slip out of this coat," she said. "It's still cold out side, you know."

Untying the belt she slipped the coat down her arms. Her shapely form was encased in a slightly too tight blouse and a slightly too short mini skirt. She was wearing her medium length hair pulled back into a pony tail and her green eyes sparkled at them both from behind heavy rimmed glasses. She looked like a porno-parody of an oversexed teacher. 

The welt of her stockings could just be seen peeking out from under the hem of her micro-mini skirt. And there was a flash of smooth thigh as she sat down again.

Making a show of pulling her skirt down Ms. Grosenbusen managed to display even more leg to the other two. Her legs crossed at the ankles she wore a pair of sky high stiletto heels which made her shapely legs look even better!

She referred to the portfolio that she had in her lap.

"I must say," she started, "that I am impressed with the obvious effort you two have put into the academic portion of the Home Schooling Curricula that you submitted last month. The essays and test results have been uniformly excellent!"

Mommie and Lance smiled at each other. They were holding hands as they listened to Ms. Grosenbusen as she went on.

"I'm pleased that things have gone so well. Some times there can be situations where students and parents think that home schooling is a free pass to do what ever they like." Her voice reflected her disdain for people who took such shortcuts.

"But I am much more interested in the, shall we say, 'non-academic' issues that you are dealing with. At the start of the academic year Lance, you were acting extremely inappropriately with some of your class mates. Specifically the young ladies with the more developed secondary sexual characteristics."

Lance looked to his Mommie with a question in his eyes.

"She means that you were groping girls with big tits, Lance." Mommie explained while jutting her own improbably large boobs in his direction. They bounced fetchingly as both Ms. Grosenbusen and Lance watched.

"Um yes. Exactly," Ms. Grosenbusen also puffed up her Triple D chest causing one button to pop while stress lines appeared between all the other buttons. She was not even close to the staggering measurements of Mommie, but she was not flat chested by any means.

Ms. Grosenbusen rested her hand on Lance's thigh as she continued. When he glanced down Lance saw that her long nails were painted a bright red to match her lipstick.

"At the time I theorized that the reason for this was something I called "Late Onset Adolescence" caused, in part, by the fact that your Mommie had never allowed you to be exposed, that is, to learn what a woman could look like." She glanced down at her own significantly busty figure. Noticing the button that had come adrift she took a moment to re-button her blouse.

Putting the portfolio in her lap she resumed speaking while resting both hands on Lance's thigh.

"I advised your Mommie to make an effort to be more open, more inclusive if you will, in dressing so that these issues would not be so mysterious to you, Lance. I'm so pleased to see that she had followed my advice. And to such an, um, enormous, I mean, so well." She was staring at the cleavage shown by Mommie's blouse. Her fingernails were scratching up and down his inner thigh which caused his semi rigid dick to gain heft and stiffness. His growing erection pushed up, forcing the hem of his pant leg to rise. This allowed Ms. Grosenbusen to caress more of his well muscled thigh.

"I wonder, Ms. Halbert if you could tell me a little about how you began to approach these issues with Lance and tell me how you feel you two are progressing?" Both hands were stroking Lance's thigh. Her scratching was causing Lance's shaft to continue to engorge. 

Mommie smiled sweetly at Lance. Moving closer to him she placed her arm around him, drawing him to her and pressing her massively huge tit against his side. She was watching the results of Ms.G's handiwork on Lance's thigh.

Taking a deep breath she made sure that Lance could feel her stiff nipple press against his upper arm.

"Well, at first I started by no longer wearing layers of clothes as I had done. Then, I saw that Lance was, um, getting an erect.. I mean Lance was noticing the difference .

"Somewhat to my own surprise I found that I was reacting to how he was noticing my efforts to be more open with him about my looks.

"As a result, in an attempt to further our progress, I started to wear clothing that not only did not hide myself but showcased my appearance. Particularly the appearance of my upper, um, my huge ti... that is, my torso." She smiled to her self as she recalled those early days of her and Lance's acclimatization process. Unconsciously she shimmied her shoulders. Her breasts rocked back and forth as Lance and Ms. Grosenbusen watched in awe.

"What I discovered was that Lance was profoundly interested in the male/female dichotomy. And that he, like myself as a female, occupied an extreme position on the sexual spectrum. 

"Lance had, I discovered, unusually over-sized genitalia. And I felt that we should be come acclimated to each other." She smiled to herself as she recalled the hand jobs, the cock sucking sessions and the other various ministrations she had provided his massive cock and balls.

"I found that by dressing in a provocative manner I was able to induce more and more opportunities for our acclimation process to proceed."

In fact she had begun to dress in more and more slutty clothes, teasing Lance to erection after erection as she wobbled her giant tits in his face. He had sprung boners multiple times a day as her dress became more and more exciting. And they had 'acclimated' time and again ; tit fucking, hand jobs, blow jobs and just plain fucking!

Mommie reached down and grasped Lance's now throbbing erection.

Ms. Grosenbusen gasped to herself as she saw how long and thick his dick had become. 'What a prong', she thought. It wasn't the first time she had seen it. In fact, she had had an even closer encounter with Lance and his lance just over a month ago. But she had not remembered that he was THIS long, THIS thick!

"So, Lance and I have been diligent in becoming acclimated to each other. He needs to learn, to appreciate, the feminine form that I so fully represent. And I need to become acclimated to how Lance represents the male essence in all of it's magnificent glory!" Her voice was a husky lust filled moan as she finished. She was staring at Lance's huge dick under his shorts. There was a damp spot forming where the end of his prick bulged through the fabric. The head was pushing the fabric far past his hip and pulling all the seams to the breaking point.

"I'd love to see, that is, if you wouldn't mind, could you demonstrate, show me, how well you have become acclimated?" asked the aroused School Psychologist. Lance was the most masculine example she had ever seen. 'God,' she thought, 'look at the sheer SIZE of that thing!'

"We would love to, wouldn't we, Lance?" Mommie smiled at her son.

"Sure if you say so, Mommie!" It was obvious that Lance hadn't followed the conversation. Understandable as his Mommie was pushing one of her gigantically huge tits up against him while Ms. Grosenbusen was clawing at his thigh, almost panting as she gazed at his erection.

"Okay, Lance. Stand up and turn to face us, honey."

'Christ! That thing is over a foot long!' thought Ms. Grosenbusen. 'Look at that, that...' words failed her until she recalled the description she had first used. 'Look at that MONSTER dick!' Standing in front of her was a young man whose shorts only just covered his genitalia. Gonads as big as tennis ball framed the base of a shaft that she could only guess the size of!

"Would you like to do the honors?" asked Mommie as she smiled at Ms. Grosenbusen

"Me? Damn right!" she didn't try to conceal her eagerness. Reaching out with both hands she pulled the waistband of his shorts straight out. To her surprise his dick did not spring out. Instead it was still entangled in the fabric. She glanced at Mommie who was smiling at her.

"You might have to work a little for it, Ms. Grosenbusen" she told her.

"No kidding," she responded with a smile.

Holding the waistband away from his body she reached in with her other hand. Grasping the mighty shaft she pulled and tugged until it bent just enough to snap out. Too thick for her to surround with one hand Lance's prick jutted straight up, quivering. The shaft was so stiff that it hugged his muscular abdomen. His dick head was now hidden by his cropped shirt. From the waistband of his shorts to the bottom of his shirt his rock hard dick, thicker than her wrist, pulsed in front of her. She could see about eight inches of the massive dick.

"Oh, God, oh God, oh God," she was moaning. Reaching up she pulled his shirt off to reveal his fist sized dick head where is throbbed almost reaching his sternum. "Oh, GOD! What a fucking prick," she groaned in excitement.

One hand was gripping his shaft half way up while the other dragged his shorts off and tossed them across the room.

Ms. Grosenbusen could feel her pussy leaking onto the sofa cushion as she gaped at the magnificent ball sack that swung arrogantly below his fuck shaft.

"I think I should take over now," interrupted Mommie just before Ms. Grosenbusen was about to begin worshiping Lance's gargantuan cock.

'Um, yes. Yes, of course. You were going to show me how well acclimated you and Lance have become." Reluctantly she moved over a few inches to let Mommie slide in front of Lance.

"He's amazing, isn't he?" asked Mommie.

Ms. Grosenbusen could only nod in agreement. She never took her eyes off of him. He in turn, was smiling down at his Mommie while she stroked him with both hands.

"Well, I told you that we have been quite diligent in trying to acclimate to each other's uniqueness. I've tried to develop the skills needed to provide Lance with relieve on a regular basis." If 'regular basis' meant several times a day!

"It's taken me a long time but I'm very proud of how far we have come. Now, watch this!" there was pride in her voice as she spoke.

Pursing her lips, Mommie kissed the top of Lance's dick head. Using her lips and tongue she slurped up the precum that was coming up from his balls so far below.

Smiling up at Lance, Mommie ran her tongue around the head of his cock several times letting her saliva drip down the shaft.

Without further ado Mommie pushed her head down the first several inches of his dick. Pulling his dick closer to horizontal she thrust her self forward and back. Again and again she pushed her mouth and throat down and down toward his oversized balls. She was absorbing his dick head and several inches of that magnificent shaft with out any problem.

"God, I love this dick, Lance, honey. You have the biggest, bestest big dick! I love to swallow it! I love to make you cum. So don't make me wait, darling!"

She went back to work. Even harder and harder she pushed and pulled herself up and down his cock. In moments Ms. Grosenbusen could see Mommie's throat expand as she started to deep throat his elephantine penis. In complete amazement she watched as Mommie slowly, slowly, took every bit that Lance had to offer.

Over a foot of dick was pressed down her throat. And Mommie was loving it! She was looking up at Lance worshipfully as she worked. Back and forth she went. Again and again until Lance was groaning and moaning in lust!

She popped his dick out of her mouth for a moment. "Now, Lance, Now! Feed your Mommie all your lovely cum! Fill me up with all that warm delicious jism!"

She took him back into her mouth and stroked him as fast as she could with both hands. 

"Mommie, I'm cumming! Mommie, I can't hold back anymore!" he groaned.

Mommie never stopped working. She was holding his dick on her lower lip while smiling into his eyes.

"HUHHHH! NOW! OHHHHH! HEEERRRREEE IIII CUUUMMMMM!"

With howls of ecstasy Lance erupted into Mommie's mouth. Again and again, rope after rope of jism filled her mouth to be swallowed just as quickly. She never fell behind. She kept up with the largest, longest eruption of cum that Ms. Grosenbusen could imagine. Eight, nine, ten times he spewed cum into her mouth! 

Smiling in triumph, Mommie licked her lips, making sure that she didn't miss any of his sperm. Not a drop soiled her blouse, skirt or decolletage. Dabbing neatly at the corners of her mouth Mommie turned to Ms. Grosenbusen

"That's one example of how well Lance and I have become acclimated. If you would like we would be happy to show you many other ways that we have had success. I'm particularly pleased with how well Lance has learned to prepare his partner and provide a satisfying experience for her." She stopped for a moment's thought.

"Perhaps you would benefit from experiencing his abilities yourself? So that you can properly evaluate his ongoing acclimation to attractive members of the opposite sex?" 

Oh, I don't think that will be necessary," Ms. Grosenbusen put up a token resistance. Was Mommie really suggesting that she and Lance engage in some sort of tryst? She couldn't wait! 




Mommie and Her Lance Ch. 06



"But," she hurried on, "I suppose it would be beneficial to be able to judge his progress."

"I'm sure it will be," Mommie smiled. "Lance, I want you to do a role play with Ms. Grosenbusen. The way you and I do some times. Pretend that you have just finished a date with Ms. Grosenbusen and have taken her home. You are sitting in your car outside of her house. Go ahead, honey, just sit down here on the couch and put your arm around her shoulder. That's right, Honey. Go ahead, Lance."

No one made mention of the fact that he was completely naked while she was still clothed. Ms. Grosenbusen didn't think that she would remain clothed for very long. She hoped.

Ms. Grosenbusen smiled up into Lance's handsome face.

"I had such a good time tonight, Lance." She fell into the role of a younger woman. "I hope I can see you again?"

"Golly, me too Ms. Grosenbusen," Lance started.

"That's so formal, Lance, call me Birgitta, please."

"Okay, Birgitta." Mommie wondered if she was the only one who noticed that Ms. Grosenbusen's first name could easily be reworked to spell "Big Titter". Then her attention was redirected to the couple sitting right next to her.

"May I have a good night kiss?" asked Lance. Despite the fact that he was naked he was trying to take on the role of a young man on a date with a girl his age.

"Mmmhhmmm," sighed Birgitta as she raised her face his. "Your such a sweet boy," she murmured as their lips met.

Lance caressed the line of her jaw as they lightly kissed. He knew his Mommie liked it when he did that. He thought that Ms. Grosenbusen, that is, Birgitta, might like it as well. He was right.

As the kiss lengthened he became a little more aggressive, lightly touching his tongue to her lower lip. Her mouth opened a bit as he repeated the maneuver. 

"Gosh, Birgitta you're so pretty. I really like your outfit," praised Lance as he took a look at the woman in his arms.

She took a moment to draw back from his embrace. Posing for him to admire her figure she expanded her chest, again causing a button to pop open.

"Oh, gosh," she said in her little girls voice. "That happens sometimes when I wear this outfit. I hope you don't mind?" She peeked up at him thru her long eyelashes.

"Oh, it's okay. Here let me fix it for you." he offered. As she watched he reached out. But instead of closing the unruly button he opened the two above it, revealing the upper slopes of her Triple D cup breasts.

"Oh, so nice," he whispered in her ear. His tongue circled her ear, causing her to shiver with excitement. "So very nice!"

He felt her hands smooth over his muscular shoulders and caress his upper back while he ran his tongue slowly down her neck and then kissed her strongly.

Moaning into his mouth she allowed her lips to open and she dueled his tongue before nipping lightly at his lower lip. In response he drove his tongue into her mouth.

As they prolonged the kiss his hand slowly moved down to caress her breasts thru her blouse. Using both hands, he lifted them, as if hefting two melons at the store.

When she voiced no objection he ran his finger tips along the edge of her bra cups, caressing her boob flesh where it emerged from the silken cups. She pulled away slightly to look into his eyes.

"That feels so good. I like that, Lance." She leaned back into him and gave him a scorching hot kiss to encourage him.

With one hand he kept caressing her chest. With the other he unbuttoned the rest of her blouse exposing her bra and torso. Both hands were now roaming gently over her breasts as she sighed and leaned into him more heavily.

His tongue returned to tease her ear and she arched her neck, encouraging him to nibble her neck and upper shoulder. At the same time she made it easier for him to unclasp her bra.

Not missing his cue, Lance released the catch of her bra and slipped her blouse off her arms. 

Both his hands were now cupping and hefting her large breasts. He started to strum her nipples, causing her to moan in passion as she enjoyed his experienced ministrations to her boobs. 

"I want you to know that I'm not this kind of girl, Lance," Ms. Grosenbusen told her younger paramour. "But, golly, you make me feel so good. Feeling this good isn't wrong, is it?" She was still using a young girls voice.

Staying in character, Lance smiled at her and tried to soothe her. 

"I won't do anything that you don't want me to, Birgitta." he promised while continuing to run his hands over her exposed breasts.

"It feels so good," she repeated. "I like the way you make me feel, Lance."

She leaned up and kissed him again, hotter this time.

Lance returned to pleasuring her nipples with his lips and tongue. Her breath grew more rapid.

"Oh, do that, Lance, do that! It feels so good! I like when you make me feel like that."

Glancing out of the corner of his eye, Lance saw Mommie was squirming on the couch. One hand was under the blouse pinching her nipples while the other was running up and down her inner thigh. She was smiling at him while she watched.

Lance returned his attention to Ms. Grosenbusen.

"You have such nice tits! Do you like it when I do this?" His hands roamed up over her breasts, then down again to cup and fondle her breasts.

"Oh, so much. I really like the way you make my titties feel so good," she moaned.

Almost accidentally her hand landed on his naked, semi-erect cock that was resting on his thigh. Her hand tightened convulsively, then stroked up and down the shaft several times as she continued to tongue kiss him.

"Golly," she sighed. "Your thingie is so, so big! I've never imagined one this big!" She was still stroking him as she spoke. Her hand was changing grip from strong to light and back as she spoke. "Can I kiss it?" she asked in an innocent voice.

"Of course you can kiss it. Do you like a big dick?"

"I'm not sure. I've never seen one this THIS big before, Lance. Can you put it into a girl?"

"Sure! It fits. It may take a little while but I bet you are going to love it!"

"Mmmmhhhhmmm" she moaned, lips grafted to top of his penis. She was stroking now with both hands. She began to drive her lips up and down the shaft, sucking up the precum that had been seeping out of his dick for the last little while.

"Let me show you something," offered Lance.

He pulled her around on the couch. Shoving her skirt up to her hips he began to lick her panties directly over her slit. Within moments Ms. Grosenbusen was moaning in appreciation as her pussy started to leak fragrant liquids. Slipping the panties off, Lance continued to lick and caress her labia. After a few minutes of careful attention Ms. Grosenbusen found herself convulsing with a strong orgasm. 

When she recovered she found Lance stroking his rock hard prick over her, waiting for her to continue.

"Now," he said, "now it's time to get to the main event. I know you are young and inexperienced." He was going along with the scenario his Mommie had laid out. "But if we are careful, if we take the time needed, I'm sure that we can both have a really good time!"

"Oh, GOD! Look at that log!" She exclaimed. It stuck so far out from his crotch that the head hovered almost over her lips. It seemed to reach from her pussy to somewhere around her lungs. How was she going to handle such an improbably over sized cock? And the length was just one part of the problem she realized. Lance was so fucking THICK! She could reach around it only by using both hands. He was thicker than her wrist. Thicker than her ankle!

But she was determined to try. His cunnaligus had loosened her up. No time like the present!

"Do it, darling, do it now!" she reached out and, working with Lance managed to place his dick head at her pussy.

Lance leaned into her, putting pressure on the lips of her pussy. Using very short movements he flexed his dick from side to side while maintaing a constant pressure. Slowly, so slowly he was making progress!

Looking down thru her cleavage Ms. Grosenbusen could see that his dick head was making progress. Half his dick head was in. Then more and finally with a grunt she was able to take his whole dick head! That was the hardest part she knew. Now she could start to rock her hips without fear of losing the progress that had been made.

Her hips churned forward and back, side to side. More and more of his cock slipped in and out of her pussy. Her orgasm struck, and loosened her up even more for him to move faster and faster. Another orgasm struck just a few moments later as her pussy grew more accustomed to the feeling as his gigantic pussy pounder continued to plunder her puss-puss.

She thought that he was giving her his all. There was still a huge amount of dick but he was now fucking her so hard and so fast! Maybe he would be able to pound even more into her. She'd never taken more than half. Maybe this would be the time?

"Oh, Lance, you're fucking her so well! So much! So hard! Give her everything you can, darling" Mommies voice interrupted Ms. Grosenbusen's thoughts.

Glancing over, Lance emitted a groan and to Ms Grosenbusen's amazement he sped up and his dick became even stiffer than moments ago. Fucking her harder and faster, he pushed her over the edge again.

Staring at Mommie as she masterbated in the chair near them Ms. Grosenbusen found that Mommie had stripped off all her clothes. Her lower arms and hands were completely hidden between her legs and under her oversized tatas as she pleasured herself. Her vastly gigantic tits were jiggling and shaking as she worked. The massive cleavage flexed and moved while she drove her self closer and closer to a climax.

Ms. Grosenbusen realized that the sight of his Mommie playing with herself, watching her gigantic tits as they wiggled and wobbled had inspired Lance 's dick to become harder and to fuck faster. Just the sight of his more than sexy Mommie aroused him more than had the feeling of his dick half way buried in her cunt! It was unfair. But the sight of his Mommie and her gargantuan bust got him more excited than driving his mammoth maleness into her defenseless cunt!

The shame and disappointment didn't stop her from experiencing her hardest and longest cum of the day. She saw stars as she convulsed time and again on his huge cock.

"Oh, please, cum for me," she begged him. "I want to feel you cum! Do it, please! Cum in me, cum on me! I want to feel you cum! I want to see you cum all over me!" She tried to tighten her cunt as she had long ago learned would make a man cum for her. 

Nothing happened! She could not get her cunt to respond. Her pussy was being forced so wide by Lance's cock that she couldn't do anything but lie under him and take what he was giving her. The fact was that he was giving her the best fuck of her life! He had already made her feel things that were far beyond her previous experiences.
Once again she tried to drive her hips up at him, to encourage him to fuck her, to cum for her. She wanted to feel his sperm shoot into her. 

"Uh, here I cum, honey," he announced. Once, twice, three time his hips drove into her. She could feel the spasms of his dick as it flexed and surged, cum shooting deeply into her.

Pulling back, Lance grabbed his dick with both hands and jacked himself off over her. Her hands joined to pull more and more cum from his balls. Sperm landed on her face, on the couch to each side of her head as well as far beyond her as she lay in front of Lance.

As he finally stopped cumming there were streams of jism dripping all over her breasts and stomach.

Shaken to her core by the intensity and number of her orgasms, Ms. Grosenbusen slowly dabbed at the pools and rivers of cum that were everywhere. He had cum more than any other four men that she had been with! And she thought that he would be able to do it again and again. If she had the stamina. Which she did not, she realized. He was too much to take. There was no way that she would be able to handle his still stiff dong. It swung between them, stiff and dripping cum onto her. Lance was smiling down at her as she tried to regain her breath.

Crawling off the couch Ms. Grosenbusen moved to where her clothes had been tossed. Behind her she could her the slurping and sucking sounds as Mommie cleaned off the cum from her son's still rock hard cock.

"Now it's Mommie's turn," she heard her say. Looking over her shoulder she watched, awe struck, as Mommie stood over Lance who was still sitting on the couch. Without noticeable effort she socketed his dick into her pussy and proceeded to sit down on his lap!

Without hesitation she took every millimeter into her wet pussy. Smiling at Brigitta, her hips began to flex and shake as she took his every inch as deep into her as she could. There was nothing of his incredible fuck stick to be seen! She was taking it all and enjoying the feeling of fullness.

"Oh, Mommie!" Lance moaned. "So good! So good! You're the best fuck! You take it all and treat it so well! So fucking good!" he moaned. He wasn't even aware that Ms. Grosenbusen was still in the room. All his attention was on the work his Mommie was doing. He was running his hands over her back and trying to reach the whopping breasts that were shaking and shivering in front of her. So big, Ms. Grosenbusen realized. So much bigger than any other woman she had ever heard of!

Semi dressed now she headed to the door. There was no need to bid goodbye. Neither of the others were even aware of her no longer being there.

As she closed the door behind her she saw the couple had changed positions. Lance was standing in front of Mommie while she sat on the couch. Her beyond big tits were pressed to his legs while she was taking his dick down her throat. Throat distended, she was cupping his buttocks in her hands and trying to pull him even deeper into her mouth and throat.

As she hobbled to her car Ms. Grosenbusen heard Lance shriek in completion. She could imagine how he was pumping cum down her throat. It would not be the last time today that Mommie would drain his balls. They would be going at it for hours, she knew.

They were made for each other. And it would be another month before she would have a chance to try to acclimate her self to his incredible fuck stick. Despite how sore she felt, she was already looking forward to getting another shot at Lance's lance. There was a small smile on her lips as she drove away.



Mommie and Her Lance



Lance's eyes dropped to watch her and he groaned deep in his chest at the sight of his Mommie plumping her bosom. Right in front of him!

A rapid swelling began in the crotch of his pants. As Mommie watched his cock expanded and swelled alarmingly. The bulge raced down his pant leg until it almost reached his knee. Becoming thicker and harder, it pushed upward and outward against the light fabric of his sweat pants. She had seen this before, but this was the first time she had such a close look and was able to study the process from start to finish! She felt her heart beat accelerate as she gaped at the sight.

She watched, transfixed. The bulge in his pants twitched and flexed. He was staring at her chest and to her surprise she found that she was still cupping her bosom from below. And now she was opening and closing her hands, kneading her tits while her darling son ogled his Mommie's lewd display.

As she watched, a damp spot appeared at the end of the tube that had pushed its way into prominence. Slowly the spot spread as her son panted while watching her. Her heart was racing while she ogled the incredible bulge that had formed so quickly in her sons sweatpants.

"Oh, Mommie," he moaned, "Mommie, I'm sorry, I can't help it! I get hard when I see..." he trailed off into silence while still staring at his Mommie's hands as they closed and opened on the underside of her chest.

"It's okay, Lance. It's not your fault. I hid myself from you for so long. But I'm not doing that now. I want you to become comfortable, acclimated, to how I look. I don't want this to come between us any longer." She pulled her hands away and they both watched while her bosom dropped and shivered to a halt.

"Thank you, Mommie! I want things to be right between us, also!" he exclaimed.

"Now, Lance, I must tell you that I'm worried about you. You've spent so much time in your room, alone, doing, that is by yourself, um, I mean... Well, I think I should, ah, could you, um..." she was stumbling badly. This wasn't going the way she had though it would. What was she going to do? She struggled to regain her composure.

"I know that I am better endowed, that is, bigger... I mean it isn't often that you might see a woman who looks like I do." She she sat up straight and inhaled strongly to emphasize her meaning. And in response she saw his penis twitch and pulse in his sweatpants. 

Experimentally she wiggled her shoulders softly. Again his dick twitched and shifted in his pants. She could make his cock react just by taking a deep breath or making her breasts shimmy, she realized. And it was fun! She liked watching him react to her, she realized!

"And I want you to become comfortable with me. To become acclimated to my appearance!" she continued. "You need to be acclimated to how large my, um that is, how big I am in the chest. In order to help you become acclimated I've been wearing fewer of my old cover ups. And I can see that you notice the difference." As she spoke she had rotated her body from the hips, causing her oversized mams to sway in front of him. His penis was straining to be free of his sweatpants as she watched.

"But I think I need to become acclimated, too. To you! Your penis, your member, is so large! So long and thick that is," her voice held a note of awe as she watched him respond to her words. "And acclimation to you would be as good for me as you becoming acclimated to me should be for you!"

"Alright, Mommie. I suppose that makes sense," he gasped. 

"But I'm mostly worried that you are spending so much time alone in your room, Lance."

She paused momentarily. She didn't know how to proceed. But it was just concern for the health of her son! She had to continue. No matter how embarrassing it might be for the two of them.

"Lance, pull down your pants for me. I'm concerned that you may be harming yourself!" she blurted out finally.

"Mommie?" His voice held huge question marks in it.

"You heard me, young man. I need to see, that is, um, I want to be sure that you have not hurt yourself. I am given to understand that too much, um, you know, that you can harm yourself and I want to be sure that you haven't ..." again her voice trailed off.

Slowly Lance shifted his hips from side to side and he started to slide his sweat pants down.

"Alright," he whispered.

"Oh, look!" she exclaimed, "Lance! Your member is all chafed! The skin on your, I mean, um, you've rubbed yourself raw! Stay right here!" Only a few inches of the base of his enormous shaft had been exposed but the skin was reddened from his almost constant manipulation. She was up and out of the room before Lance could react.

And she was back in a trice. Carrying a pump bottle of lotion.

"Skootch over, honey," she directed as she sat down even with his calfs, his legs stretched out along the divan.

Mommie squirted some lotion onto her finger tips and began to stroke it onto Lance's penis. Slowly she worked the lotion into the exposed flesh. He was so warm. Her finger tips spread lotion across the broad expanse of the shaft's top. Three fingers did not come close to covering the width of his shaft!

As she worked, as she spread the lotion further down the shaft, she began to use more than her finger tips. His shaft was thick. So thick that she found that she was not able to circle his shaft with a single hand. Slowly she spread lotion further and further down his penile shaft. She swirled her hand around the thickness that throbbed and grew harder as she worked. Pushing his pants lower as she worked, she eventually had exposed the whole of his immense stalk. She had added more moisturizer as she worked, making sure that the entirety of his erection was covered in the soothing lotion. His pants were below his knees when he kicked them off and spread his legs to give her enough room to use both hands.

The incredibly thick shaft arched over his ball sack, quivering, as she worked. Using both hands she stroked up and down. She was a little stunned by how hard, how warm, and how thick his shaft was. She was shocked to find that she liked stroking Lance with the lotion. She was really enjoying what she was doing! It felt so GOOD to slather the lotion richly over the massive cock that she was holding. Her son's immense cock!

She had never thought in terms like that, COCK! She had always been more clinical in the choice of words. Penis, erection, vagina were words she used. But now she found herself thinking other words. COCK, dick, hard-on, Thinking the words as she worked she found herself becoming more and more excited. 

As she worked closer and closer to the head, precum that had seeped from his dick head joined with the lotion making the shaft even more slippery. 

Every movement of her arms jostled her bosom and caused her breasts to rise and fall, wobbling under the close fitting sweater. Lance's eyes took in each movement as his Mommie stroked and stroked.

"Mommie, that feels so good! So good! Don't stop, Mommie!" Lance gasped. Mommie had been so intent on what she was doing that she had not realized that Lance was now panting and writhing as she worked. 

Her hands were joined together, fingers interlaced, thumbs almost touching, as she stroked up and down in rhythmic motion. Each stroke was over a foot long. She was twisting her hands as they rose and fell, adding even more pleasure to what he was feeling.

"Oh dear, I didn't mean..." her voice was a husky whisper as she became aware of what she had been doing without thinking. "Do you like this, Lance? Does it really feel that good?" She knew the answer. She was sure that he was enjoying her manual ministration to his mammoth, megalithic member. 

As she kept up her work her breasts rose and fell, surging and ebbing in time with the movement of her arms. Her breasts were compressed between her arms, exposing more of her cleavage while Lance stared in wonderment. Rising and falling, her breasts over rode her fore arms, lifting and dropping as she worked. Her erect nipples could be seen thru her bra and sweater.

She had been watching as his dick grew and swelled, becoming harder and harder, larger and larger as her hands swooped up and down his shaft. Gently, then with more pressure she had been massaging the combination of lotion and precum into the entire length of his penis (COCK) which now stood rigidly projecting so far above his groin that she had no real idea how long it was. At the base her hands could barely meet. At the head she massaged the softer flesh between her palms like a pitcher preparing a baseball. A constant stream of white liquid spilled out of the meatus at the apex of his glans penis (COCK HEAD).

"So good, Mommie! So good," he sighed while his hips continued to move against the cushion.

Her tongue licked her lips quickly, once and again as her hands worked on auto pilot.

As if in response Lance groaned again while thrusting against her rhythm.

"Mommie," he gasped, "I can't stop it, Mommie! So good! Oh, Mommie!" With a convulsion that pulled his feet and head off the pillows, his dick gained it's ultimate hardness and she could feel it swell beneath her hands as the cum rushed up and ejaculated forcefully out of the prick she was stroking!

Again and again he came! Each rope of cum flew high into the air before landing on his chest, groin and pants. Streams of ejaculate landed on Mommie's sweater and slacks while more flowed down his shaft to coat her hands which had never varied in their strokes.

Finally, after having coaxed every drop out of his spasming dick and letting him go, Mommie cleaned off her hands with a tissue while Lance regained his breath.

"Uh, I'm sorry, Lance. I didn't realize..." her voice faded away. Lance was panting. Sweat was rolling off his face. And his eyes were still locked on his Mommies breasts. She was also breathing heavily from her work. 

The neckline of her sweater now exposed her upper chest, the top of her bra and a line of cleavage that shifted and surged with her heavy breathing.

Lance's dick had started to soften but now it began to regain its rigidity! Without realizing it Mommie again started to massage her huge boobs as she watched his dick revive.

"Lance! You just...! You can't want to... I mean, it's not possible! You can't be getting another... Oh, dear!" She couldn't believe what she was seeing! But there it was! Lance's dick was as hard as it had been just moments ago before he came all over the two of them!

In a daze she reached out and caressed the length of the huge shaft in front of her. It was rock hard, and pulsed in her hand. Slowly she drew her hand down to the root and then, gently, up to the dick head! It was so big! So long! It was so exciting! The feel of it in her hand was amazing! She started using two hands again.

Suddenly she stopped in mid stroke. 

"Lance," she said severely, "this is unacceptable! This can never happen again, do you understand?"

"Yes, Mommie. I'm sorry. But you are so pretty and sexy! I can't believe how sexy my Mommie is! So hot and sexy! Your breasts are incredible!" His eyes were flitting between her eyes and her chest as he spoke.

His Mommie said nothing as she finished cleaning up and left the room. She was determined to never let something so dirty happen again between her son and herself! Behind her she heard Lance groan as he rose from the divan and headed upstairs. He didn't come down the rest of the night and Mommie didn't go upstairs until she was certain he had gone to sleep. She could never allow that to happen again, she thought to herself. She could never allow herself to stroke his massive, his hard, so HARD, so LONG cock! No matter how it had felt in her hands. No matter how much juice he shot out for her! No matter how badly she wanted to watch her boy spasm in ecstasy while she ministered to the largest COCK she had ever imagined. She could never let that happen again she decided as she lay in bed.

Her dreams were filled with erotic images. Images of her darling son cumming all over her and himself. Images of her hands locked around his gigantic cock. And other images that she didn't want to try to recall. It was too disturbing.

And the next day it DID happen again! Lance sprang a massive hard-on as he came into the home and found his Mommie wearing a tight denim skirt and a red and white striped top. The stripes were pulled out of shape by the massive curves they covered. Lance thought she looked terrific!

Almost before she knew what she was doing Mommie had retrieved the new bottle of lotion she had bought and was again massaging her boy's steel hard shaft. The redness that had been evident the prior day had mostly faded but Mommie convinced herself that she was just providing first aid. And second aid too as it turned out. Her son was a cum factory! So much! So often! All she had to do was take a deep breath and his prick sprang to attention! It was embarrassing! And it was flattering. She had to help her son! And so she had given in to the urge to help him achieve relief! Twice!

And this time, as she left the room in a daze to take a shower, she was licking off her fingers and the back of her hands where so much of his jism had landed. It had been SO exciting! The images running thru her brain, the feel of his flesh; her mind was filled with unfamiliar feelings. Feelings that she had never before felt!

"I can't let this go on," she thought to herself. "I just can't!"

But she did. She no longer tried to pretend that she didn't enjoy ministering to her over endowed son! Her outfits became tighter, more revealing. The buttons on her sweaters were pulled taut, gaps appearing between them. And her skirts grew shorter. Her pants tighter. It all served to cause Lance to sprout a hard-on when he saw her! And she loved watching him grow an immense bulge in his pants! She would watch in awe and amazement as he reacted to her outfits. Seeing how she bulged from her tops, how tight she was wearing her new shorts and skirts would cause him to spring a massive hard-on. And she would let him gaze at her while she looked at his rapidly growing COCK!

After all, she rationalized, he was looking at her beyond gigantic chest. Why shouldn't she get to watch his dick grow into a hugely erect, massively oversized, cock? She loved watching the change. As much as Lance enjoyed watching her amazing body as she strutted in front of him in her new, more form fitting outfits! And at least he wasn't risking his health by self stimulation. She was providing the stimulation. And that was better for Lance. And they both enjoyed it!

Some times she would do things that would incite Lance to even greater reactions. She would arch her back, pushing her enormous breasts into greater prominence. Taking large breaths she would expand her rib cage to allow Lance to see just how enormous she truly was! Her breasts, their tops exposed by her low cut sweaters and blouses, would quiver and shake as she strutted by Lance, the tall, stiletto heels she now favored causing her chest and butt to jut out for his viewing pleasure!

By the end of the next week it was a new routine that neither Lance nor his Mommie spoke of to each other. He would arrive home from school, take a careful look at what ever outfit his Mommie was wearing and spring a boner. Some times, his boner preceded him as he anticipated what she might be wearing. But in any case he would be sporting a massive hard-on with in moments of arriving home. And Mommie would sit him down while she spread lotion up and down his massive member. This caused him to writhe in pleasure. And soon enough he would be spurting his cum over the two of them. As often as not they would repeat this activity and then do it again after dinner before they went to bed. After each episode she would change into another outfit. If the first outfit didn't seem to bring him to erection fast enough she would don something tighter, shorter, sexier. And she would strut around the house in those high heels, allowing her massive breasts to shiver and bounce in too tight, too small, inadequate bras that served only to emphasize how truly huge her tits were!

"Lance," she said, looking up at her son after yet another session of applying lotion and watching him spouting an incredible fountain of jism. "I know that we started this because the therapist said that you need to become acclimated to my, um, well, you know. The way I look." Today she was wearing a tight white sweater under which her red bra glowed like twin roses. She shivered her shoulders to emphasize her tits and to assure that he was looking at her. She smirked as she watched his gaze lock onto her chest. Just the way she liked it, she thought!

"Lance, I've had a chance to watch you grow hard, so hard, and long, so long, while you look at the outfits that I wear. I know that you like to watch me move around in these new clothes! When I wear these tight little outfits I can see you reacting. I can see how you, that is, how, um, how you grow so large.

"But there is more to learn. Watching you react to me in these teasing little outfits that I love to wear for you is only the start, I think.

"I think that you should have an idea of what my bosom, that is, how my breasts... Lance I want you to feel me, here!" Grasping his hands in hers she drew him to her and placed his hands on the outside of each breast. His hands were separated by feet of breast flesh enclosed in her bra and tight sweater.

"Oh, Mommie," he moaned as he gently moved his trembling hands over his Mommies huge breasts. "So firm! So large!"

"Squeeze me, honey, squeeze my breasts!" she commanded.

Disregarding her command Lance continued to run his hands over her massive mounds of breast flesh. Encased as they were in a tight sweater and too small bra he caressed the bulges of flesh that were trying to escape from her bra! The mounded cleavage drew his fingers to run up and down the exposed chasm between her boobs. 

His hands felt terrific as they roamed over the incredible swells of flesh she carried. His hands explored every millimeter, softly caressing, cupping both breasts together.

"Wait, darling," she commanded, pulling slightly away from him. "Let me..."

Reaching down she struggled to pull the sweater over her head. She made sure to shimmy and shake as she did so, allowing Lance to watch her boobs quiver and bounce. The enormous ovoids collided, pressed against each other by the slightly undersized bra. Handfuls of flesh squeezed out from behind the under wire, more was exposed above the side panels. It was a cock hardening sight. And Lance's cock was standing to attention, as expected!

She smiled at her enraptured son.

"Go ahead, Lance. Go ahead," she urged.

His hands were warm and soft as they caressed her enormity. After a few moments of this gentle ministration Mommie reached out and drew her son's head to her.

His face disappeared between her breasts as she shimmied her shoulders. He could feel her bosom wobble and shake against the side of his head as her hands drew him deeper and deeper between her boobs.

"Oh, Lance, I like that so much. Lick me, darling, lick my giant titties for me!" she moaned. Pulling back a little she smiled down at him. "Do you feel like you're becoming more acclimated to Mommie, honey?"

"Maybe, a little." He told her before driving his face back between her titties.

"All right, then, that's all right," she moaned. 

A few moments later she pulled back again. While Lance had been entombed between her vast mounds she had managed to remove her bra. He was now able to see her titties, complete with the sight of her stiff nipples. As big as her boobs were, now that they were freed from the bra they seemed to be even larger! Separating a little, no longer crushed together, they settled and spread out even wider than before.




Mommie and Her Lance



With a groan of lust he latched his lips on one of her straining nipples and sucked mightily. Running his tongue around her aureola he felt her nipple grow harder and longer while he worked.

At the same time that Lance was devoting his attention to her hardening nubs Mommie reached between them and, grasping his erection, drew it between her breasts. His cock was so long, so extended that she was able to enfold the top third of it between her boobs while he was hunched forward to suck at her titties.

Using both hands she mashed her enormity together. Captured between her boobies, Lance did not at first realize what was happening.

But the feeling of soft pressure against his dick soon penetrated his tit sucking consciousness. Leaning back he looked down to see his prick caught between her humongous tits. Lifting his gaze slowly up, up from her erect nipples, up over the saliva wetted surface of her upper chest his gaze travelled. Up still more to see her smiling, smirking lips and finally to rest on her smoldering, lust filled eyes. She had a sexy, "I got'cha" look in her eyes.

"Just lean back and enjoy Mommie doing some thing that few other women will be able to do to your huge, hard cock," she murmured. "I'm going to tit fuck your hard shaft until you spurt on my giant titties, Lance."

Suiting action to words she drooled some saliva into her cleavage and began to raise and lower her boobs around his fat hard on. While she worked she marveled at how good it felt. 

And she realized how she too had changed in the past several week. How had it happened she wondered. How had she gone from prissy, overly protective mother to what she was now? The question faded away as she felt his hot, hard dick slide between her titties.

Her boobs rose and fell. Her hands manipulated her incredible masses of breast flesh. She was playing with his giant cock with her boobs. She had heard of it but this was the first time she had tried it. And she liked it! She enjoyed the look in Lance's eyes as she worked.

With in moments he was again anointing her upper chest and breasts with another series of fountain like spurts that she then spread across the wide expanse of her titties.

Once she was alone in her room she licked and sucked up all the cum that she had spread across her boobs and nipples. It made her so HOT! She thought back to how it had felt as his dick came and came between her tits and over her tits. And how nice it felt while she smoothed his cock over her nipples, spreading his jism over her.

The next day when Lance returned home he found his Mommie sitting in the living room. Next to her was the usual container of lotion and several towels. His dick snapped to attention as he took in the immense jutting bosoms almost half way revealed by the peasant blouse that she was wearing. Her shoulders were bared and the way her nipples dented the fabric told him that she was not wearing a bra. Her legs were mostly revealed by a short ruffled skirt, her bare legs ending in a pair of high heels that made her legs even curvier than usual. 

Without breaking stride he dropped his trousers and was naked from the waist down, standing in front of him massive breasted Mommie.

No words were exchanged as Mommie squirted lotion on both hands and began to tend to his throbbing erection. As large as it was, she quickly had it glistening in the afternoon sunlight. Her entire attention was on the huge shaft and it's equally massive cock head. 

Sitting up ram rod straight she pulled her blouse down into her lap to reveal her erect nipples sitting atop the largest breasts Lance could ever hope to see. Smirking up at him Mommie pulled him forward until his dick head and the first several inches of his prick were enclosed within her cleavage. She proceeded to give him a steamy tit-fuck. Using both hands she stroked him with her tits.

"Do it, Lance," she instructed. "Do it, fuck your Mommies big titties! Pound my boobs, honey! I want to feel you tit fuck me!"

And he did. His hips churned forward and back until, with a low groan of lust Lance erupted and spattered his jism all over her titties, chest and face.

Laughing gaily Mommie gathered up all of his offering and licked it off her self while he watched in stunned amazement.

"Now, darling, I think we should take care of one last thing. Just to see if we need to keep tying to acclimate to each other or not. Come with me!"

He followed obediently while she led the way to her bedroom. Slipping out of her skirt but leaving the blouse around her waist Mommie sat down on the foot of her bed.

"Come here, Darling" she said as she beckoned him to her. Again pulling him between her enormous titties she soon had Lance back up to full stiffness. 

"Now, let's see how acclimated we have become, honey," she purred as she wiggled back onto the bed, pulling him with her until he was poised over her groin.

Using both hands Mommie fed the very tip of Lance's penis into her hot, wet cunt. Both of them groaned as they felt the contact.

"Now, darling, now, my love, my son, my Lance!" She was gazing into his eyes as she spoke. Her heels were softly pounding on his ass, encouraging him to lean forward and put more weight onto her.

Slowly, slowly, his immense cock head spread her cunt lips apart. Farther and farther they stretched until she feared that they might split from the pressure! 

But they didn't, instead they snapped over the rim of his dick head and his just slightly smaller shaft began to slowly slide into her. Inch after inch penetrated her sopping wet pussy as she groaned and moaned in excitement.

Lance also was voicing his enjoyment. "So tight, Mommie, so tight! And wet. So slippery, so good! Am I doing this right Mommie? Does it feel as good to you as to me?"

"Oohhhh," she groaned. "My GOD! So good, so good! So big, so hard, so long, Ugggghhh! Don't stop, never stop!" she gasped.

She was taller than him. With his dick fully driven into her buttery fuck hole Lance's head was just at the level of her gigantic titties. He latched on to first one and then the other of her hard, straining nipples. Sucking and licking he feasted on her beyond massive titties while he continued to pound his dick into her time and again.

As she felt her very first orgasm wash over her, Mommie reached up and pulled Lance down between her boobs. As she held him to her he was shaking his head from side to side, motor boating between her Brobdingnagian breasts. 

Smiling down at him Mommie shifter her grip and using her upper arms mashed her titties even tighter against his head. Her mounds were so large that they rose above his head on both sides. His ears were smothered as was his face. He could neither see nor hear except her gasping breaths as she came again while he was as deep into her as he could cram himself.

Finally pulling back he watched as her eyes slowly regained their focus. She smiled up at him.

"What a stallion! What a big dicked fucker you are! I love the feel of your huge hard cock slamming into my hot little pussy!" She didn't know where all the dirty talk was coming from but she was enjoying it and so was Lance!

"Oh, Mommie! SO fucking sexy! Your the hottest MILF I've ever seen!" She wasn't sure what 'MILF' meant but it didn't matter.

"You have the sexiest, prettiest biggest tits! I can't believe how huge you are! Those tight tops, those short skirts! I used to jack off to you every night, Mommie!" he gushed.

"I know, Lance. I could hear you. It made me so excited! I love watching you stare at me in my teasing little outfits!" She was rising quickly as she spoke. Her boobs were shaking and shimmying from the force of his fucking.

With out warning she crashed into another climax. It took her a minute to recover. When she regained herself she found that Lance had taken advantage by catching the back of her knees with his elbows and was slowly speeding up his movements.

He pulled strongly, rolling her up so that her ass was off the bed and her titanic melons were resting on the pillow to either side of her head. Her eyes could be seen between her monster boobs. They glittered with lust as he worked harder and harder. His strokes became longer and longer until he was giving her every bit of himself on each stroke!

Poised on tip toe he was bouncing off her ass with each stroke. Harder and faster, he kept up an almost inhuman pace while she felt herself building up and up to a climax that promised to completely overwhelm her!

"LANCE!" she screamed as she felt herself convulse. "GUH, God, God! HAAAAHHYA! Whoooh, muh, muh, mmmph!" She was clutching at his ass with both hands trying to hold him inside her as she came and came and came.

Tears streamed from her eyes and she kept coming! Her tongue wet her lips as she came again. Her eyes were closed in ecstasy. She was pulling on him as hard as she could and she felt her cunt spasm time and again. She couldn't stop cumming! She knew she would never get a fucking like this again in her life. She wasn't sure she would survive another fucking like this one!

With a roar that filled the room Lance began to spurt cum into Mommies clutching pussy. Two, three, four huge gouts of cum splashed into her cunt. Over flowing her snatch the cum jetted out of the junction of there loins to dribble onto the sheets beneath them. Twice more he shot into her before he slumped over, panting between her massive soft titties.

It took several minutes before either of the lovers could move. They finally separated as Lance slid off of her to lie cuddled up against her.

Panting together as they slowly recovered Mommie turned to face her son. Cupping her gigantic tit she hoisted it and teased his lips with the nipple.

"That was amazing, Lance," she murmured as she felt his lips tease her tittie. "I don't think I'll ever get acclimated to THAT!"

"Neither will I," he responded. "But I don't think I want to get acclimated to that! I want to try to. I want to try to get acclimated to that every day!"

"Me too," she responded. "I think it's important the we try as often as we can to acclimate ourselves to each other. It's what the counselor would want!"

Giggling at each other his hands sought out her immense breasts as she started to stroke his semi-hard cock. There was no time like the present to try again to acclimate themselves!

End Chapter One.

Mommie and her Lance

Chapter Two

by DDDDave

(With a nod to Tacocarnitas for the inspiration. A number of my readers have requested an "incest story'. Here it is.)

"Big Tits, Big Dicks and Fantasy Fucking"

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"Holy CRAP! Who is THAT?" said Rod looking over Lance's shoulder to the parking lot.

"Hell if I know," responded Pete reverently staring in the same direction.

Turning to look at what had caught his friends attention Lance grinned.

"That's my Mommie!" he told them. He didn't blame his friends for staring. He stared too!

She was dressed in a blue knit sheath dress that ended closer to her hips than to her knees. It was skin tight and showed off her amazing figure. She was wearing it with the shoulder straps pulled down onto her upper arms leaving her shoulders bare. There was a cleavage exposed with several inches of mounded bosom showing above the dresses neckline

Seeing Lance looking her way she waved energetically, her breasts bobbing and bouncing. She hopped a couple of times in excitement which cause even greater seismic reactions. Her tanned thighs glowed in the sunlight supported by the five inch heels she favored and which lifted her to just over six feet in height.

"Tha, tha, that's your MOM?" said Pete.

"Yeah, come on, I'll introduce you!" Lance was proud of his Mommie. He knew the guys would get a kick out of meeting her. And he suspected Mommie would get a kick out of meeting them.

To be continued in Chapter Two.