Copyright © 2002, Kaka Studios. ALL Rights Reserved This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit or on another website without the written permission of the author. The author may be contacted by writing mrdouble@mrdouble.com, or mrdouble@ix.netcom.com. Original posting date: Sunday PM, March 31, 2002 A wildPage story from MrDouble's archive, Filename: mybigma1.txt http://www.mrdouble.com Story_codes: Fb infant inc scat Story_intro: I was 10 when it all started. My mom had just given birth to my 3rd sibling, Matt. She was in the nursery of our Appalacian homestead letting 2-week old Matt suck on one of her huge tits. My Big Mama, ch 1 Written by Kaka Studios I was 10 when it all started. My mom had just given birth to my 3rd sibling, Matt. She was in the nursery of our Appalacian homestead letting 2-week old Matt suck on one of her huge tits. Mom was a large woman. After three births in three years, who wouldn't be heavy? Mom was about 5'9" and weighed in at an even 300 pounds. Her belly was big and her ass was huge. Her giant breasts were triple-handfuls at least. Mom had her first child, me, when she was 15. She was a trailer park slut who was fucked by many men and boys, so it's impossible to tell which one was my father. After I was born, she calmed down a little and tried her best to keep a job. I had a pretty non-sexual childhood (or so I thought) up until that fateful day when I looked in at her and Matt. When Mom was nursing the babies (2-week old Matt, 1 year-old Rachel, and 2-year old Leeanne) she always sat in the nursery with the door closed and locked. The babies all had their cribs in there, along with a large changing table, a big trash can, a bunch of diapers and some other baby stuff. I didn't ever question why the door was locked... I just figured Mom didn't want me to see her boobs or something. Boy, was I wrong! Anyway, I had recently started masturbating. It was great! I was doing it every chance I got. I got really horny at school talking with some of my friends. Tyler, a kid in my 4th grade class told me he still has to share a bath with his sister. "She's only five. It sucks!" Tyler was saying. "So? She's still got a pussy! Do you ever feel her up?" asked Duane. Duane was two years older than the rest of us. He failed... twice. Even though he wasn't so bright, he still had actually had sex with a girl, so his experience was valued greatly. "No way! That's gross!" Tyler answered. You could tell Tyler was lying. His face was getting red and he was averting his eyes from the group. I had never thought of kids as sex objects. I was hopelessly in love with Catherine Bach, aka Daisy Duke. I always thought of her wrapping her lips around my small cock, and recently I had been wondering what it would be like to see her piss. But Duane got me thinking... I had two sisters at home who have pussies. Why didn't I take a peek? A pussy is a pussy. So, after soon after my enlightenment ala Duane, I feigned illness and walked home early from school. I was so horny, I had to get home and jack-off. I had just purchased a porn mag from Duane a few days ago, and was looking forward to perusing it again. I lived about 1/4 mile from the school, so the walk was pretty short. I didn't want my Mom to know I was home early, so I entered the house through my bedroom window. As I crept toward the door (the floor was creaky, so I had to walk carefully) I thought I heard moaning coming from the nursery across the hall. I dropped to my hands and knees and crawled into the hallway. I looked into the babies' room and almost immediately came in my pants. Mom was naked, laying on the floor. Matt was laying on top of her, also naked. The really strange part of all this was that he was lying in an opposite direction as Mom and she was sucking his tiny cock while he was sucking milk out of her giant boob. She was moaning and kept rubbing her fat pussy with her fingers. "Yeah... suck Momma's titty, Matty... Mmmmmm... yeah..." She continued this for a couple of minutes until I heard something that made me forget I was laying in the hallway with a cummy pair of pants pasted to me. "Okay Matty... we still have 3 hours until Jake comes home from school, so lets get the girls up and go to the bathroom for some fun! (Shuffling noises) Leanne... Rachie... girls it's time for a bath... time for pissy wissy and poopie woopie! Momma really needs it bad today!" What did that mean? What was Mom talking about with "needs it bad"? Pissy and poopy? Is that what she needs? I was starting to wonder if my heart could possibly pound any harder as I crept back into the bedroom. After a couple of minutes, I heard Mom wheeling the three-seated stroller into the big bathroom next to my room. I counted my blessings as I ran to my closet. Just last weekend (thanks to another brilliant suggestion from Duane) I drilled a tiny hole from my dark closet into the connecting wall of the bathroom. My vantage point was directly across from the toilet. I could also see the bathtub. In the eight days since I drilled that hole, I had watched Mom piss seventeen times. I came every time. Strangely, I never got to see her poop. I guess she waited for me to go to school to do that. Mom got on welfare after she got pregnant with Leanne. She pretty much just stayed home and took care of the kids from that point on. Had she been fooling around with all the kids like she does with Matt? Did she fool around with me? My mind was buzzing with similar questions as I watched her close and lock the bathroom door through my peephole. I quickly took off my clothes and grabbed the hand lotion from under my mattress. By the time I got back to the peephole, Mom had taken off her flimsy robe and was once again naked. She picked up Leanne from the stroller. I watched as she filled the tub with about two inches of water and then got in with Leanne. Matt started to cry and Mom yelled at him to shut up. Mom took off Leanne's diaper and set it aside. I notice her diaper was clean. Mom started to lick Leanne all over. She licked her face and chest and tummy and finally started to lick her tiny baby pussy. "Okay honey... time for pissy and poopy!" Mom was saying as she pressed on Leanne's lower belly with her hand. Soon, a small stream of piss started to come from Leanne's open twat. Mom was lying in the tub holding Leanne up in the air, but when the piss started to flow, Mom quickly lowered Leanne down to her face. Leanne, who was only recently starting to talk, cooed softly as Mom licked her pissing little cunny. Mom was moaning and groaning as she slurped away. Matt was starting to cry a little louder and Mom stopped licking Leanne's pussy. "Matt, you'll get your turn soon enough!" Mom yelled as she licked the last drops of pee from Leanne's swollen red cunt. "Poopy" cooed Leanne. Mom's eyes widened and she smiled at her oldest daughter. "Good girl! You said poopy! Come on... give Momma your poopy! Good girl!" Mom was positioning Leanne so the toddler was facing away from her, but sitting on Mom's tits. "Poopy poopy POOPY!!" Leanne was repeating it over and over while Mom (and I) were staring at her little pink asshole, which was exposed every other second as she rocked back and forth on Mom's big bosoms. Mom leaned her head forward and licked Leanne's asshole a little. I came for what seemed to be the fiftieth time that day... my cock was starting to get a little raw. Suddenly, Leanne stopped rocking and started to grunt as only a small child can. Soft brown shit started to ooze out of her tiny asshole. Mom was going crazy with lust as she moaned and spouted obscenities. "Oh fuck yeah baby... shit on Mommy's face... Mmmmmm... how does your poopy taste today? Oh it's so good! Oh shit! Fuck! Such a good baby!" Mom continued to talk as she wiped baby poop all over her face and tits. Leanne was gurgling happily, now finished with her dump. Mom started to lick all the shit from her little ass and legs. "Does little Leannie need a toy to play with? Here's one!" Mom said as she stood over Leanne. I came again as Mom started to take a HUGE dump. Mom held her hand under the giant turd that was quickly exiting her anus. When she was done, she was holding a 15-17 inch long monster that was firm and light brown. She broke it in half and handed some to Leanne, who took it and started to draw on the side of the tub with her shit crayon. Mom stepped out of the tub still holding the other half of her poop. She started to squeeze her nipples really hard as she crammed the turd up her pussy like a brown gooey dildo. To this day, I get an instant hard-on just thinking about that scene: Mom standing naked next to my three baby siblings with a big piece of shit stuffed up her pussy and Leanne's poop smooshed all over Mom's face and tits. Mom stopped fucking herself with her turd long enough to unstrap Matt from his seat in the stroller. She lifted him up and was taking off his diaper when I accidently bumped against the wall. Mom swiveled her head around and stared right at the hole I had drilled in the wall. I didn't stick around to find out what happened next. I pulled up my pants and jumped out my bedroom window, ran as fast as I could to the grove of trees bordering our property and hid. Soon, I saw Mom's face poking out her window, still covered in brown shit. She shrugged and turned, talking to someone. Before I started to go back to school to tell the guys about what I saw I noticed Mom was walking around in my room! I snuck back to the house and peered in my window. Mom was standing on my bed examining the light fixture on the ceiling. She was still talking to the babies... "So... John was home.... I wonder how long he was looking at our fun? Hmmmm? And did he like what he saw? Only one way to find out!" Mom was saying as she pulled something out of my light fixture. She climbed off of my bed and walked out of the room holding a small device that looked like a camera! Was Mom spying on me? I ran back to school as fast as I could. When I got to the building, my class was just letting out for recess. I caught up with Duane and told him about the scene I just witnessed with my Mom and the babies. He just stood there with his mouth open while I talked (and he kept adjusting his crotch). He called over the other guys in our sex-talk group as soon as he came to his senses. Soon, the five of us were assembled. Our group consisted of me, Duane, Tyler, Jason (another kid in my class), Buddy (Duane's little brother... he was in second grade and I sometimes got the feeling he and Duane fooled around) and Corey (a third-grader who looked like a first-grader... he got made fun of a lot, but he owned a pool, so we let him hang out with us). I repeated my story of Mom and the babies to the group. I was getting pretty good at telling the tale by this time. They sat enchanted by my words. I noticed Buddy was looking around confusedly when I started to talk about the shitplay I witnessed. "Do you think she's still at it?" asked Tyler. I shrugged. "Probably not... I'm supposed to be home in two hours. I bet she cleaned it all up soon after I left." I really didn't want all these guys piling over to my house to watch. Mom would no doubt discover us and I didn't want to screw this up. I already had that weird camera thing to contend with. I walked home alone after school. My mind was thinking at a million miles per hour. Mom was so kinky! I couldn't believe my good fortune. I arrived at my front door and hesitated, thinking about the weird camera thing Mom pulled from my light. I'll check it out tonight. When I opened the door, I heard Mom humming away in the kitchen. She was cooking something that smelled like chili. I peeked around the corner and watched her walk around the kitchen... her ass swaying and her big tits jiggling. Her right nipple had leaked milk through the flimsy robe she had on. I cleared my throat and walked into the room. "Johnny! You scared me! Honey... were you home earlier today?" "Umm... no, why?" "Oh, no reason. I just thought I heard someone in your room earlier. I guess it was the house settling or something." "Yeah... probably." I realized she didn't realize that I knew she knew that I saw her with the babies in the bathroom. I wondered how long she would go without saying something. "Honey," Mom said, "Could you help me out by getting the pan from the top shelf?" Mom was really short, but I wasn't much taller than her. I wondered why she wanted me to get the pan. As I was reaching for it, I felt her hand on my ass! "Wow, baby! You're really getting muscular! I can feel your muscles through your pants!" I popped a boner while her hand massaged my butt. Mom continued, "Do you know anything about massage? With muscles that big, you should really try to get them massaged often, or you might cramp up!" I didn't know a whole lot about physical therapy, but I was pretty sure Mom was totally lying to me. Cramps? Big muscles? What was she talking about? Just as I gave her the pan she wanted, she leaned close to me and said in a really sexy voice, "I know you were home today. I know you saw me. I know you like what you saw." I felt a little faint. I couldn't talk, I couldn't move... I was paralyzed with frightened lust. Mom was staring at me with a grin on her face. She said, "I got some of my favorite wine for dinner tonight. The babies were just fed and I know you're hungry... ready to eat?" Wine? I'd never had wine before! I still was too freaked out to talk, so I just sat down at the dinner table. Mom poured a tall glass of wine for each of us and dished out a 2 big bowls of chili. "Wanna see something, Johnny?" Mom asked. With that, she picked up her glass of wine and drank half of it with 3 big gulps. Some dripped from her lips onto her robe. She looked down and said, "Uh oh! I spilled!" She untied her robe and let it fall to the floor. My eyes felt like they were 15 feet wide as I stared at her plump naked body. She started playing with her giant titties while she drank a few more gulps of wine. Then she walked right up next to me and stood there with her feet spread about 3 feet from the other. "Watch me, honey... watch Mommy piss for you!" She picked up her tall glass of wine, drank all but the last few swallows and placed the glass under her big hairy pussy. I stared at her pubic area, awed by the fact that I was actually this close! I was used to seeing her pee, but only from about eight feet away, and through a peep hole at that! I was tempted to reach out and touch her scraggly pubic hair (I still had none, and was curious about its texture). My hand moved toward her cunt just about 2 inches before I stopped and realized I was going to touch my Mom's pussy! What was I thinking? I quickly placed my hand back in my lap and looked up at Mom's eyes. "Does my baby want to play with my pussy while I piss? Hmmm? Go ahead honey... feel Mommy up.... Cram your whole hand up there while I piss in your face baby.... Ohhhhh yeah!" I didn't think twice. I quickly started to rub her fat pussy with both hands. About the same time, Mom started to really piss, and piss hard! Her yellow pee was rushing out of her urethra, flowing down my hands and arms and spilling all over my shirt and pants and then finally puddling on the linoleom floor. It was all happening so fast... when I woke up that morning, I was just a normal horny kid. Now, I was getting soaked from my Mom's hot piss gushing from her wide-open pussy. "You love my piss. Johnny? You take after me real good! I've always loved piss... ever since your grampa used to give me his! Do you like poop too? I do... but I guess you know that, don't you? Have you pooped today?" I could only shake my head. I still couldn't seem to regain my speech. I stood up as Mom started to unbuckle my jeans. She pushed my pants and underwear down and started to fondle my little hard-on. Then she spun me around and pushed me over the table. I felt something wet on my asshole and turned my head to find Mom on her hands and knees, licking my hairless butthole! I could feel her tongue digging into me... I had no idea anything could feel that good! She started to beg me for my shit. Had I not witnessed the scene earlier in the bathroom, I probably would have had second thoughts about shitting into Mom's face. I knew she loved it, so I started to grunt and push. She pulled her face out of my ass long enough to tell me to relax and just let it come out... don't push, just relax. I stopped pushing and just relaxed my bowels as my mom resumed her bunghole licking. Just before my shit started to emerge, I started to piss all over the floor. There was a puddle of piss forming on the carpet and mom stuck her head through my spread legs, flipped over and started to suck my pissing cock. My turd grew to about 7 or 8 inches and fell on her big floppy tits. Still drinking, she quickly started to rub the shit into her tits and chest. The smell filled the room, but with three babies in the house we were used to the odor of shit. I finished pissing and shat out some liquidy poop onto Mom's chest and face as she returned to her original spot behind my open asshole. She hungrily licked all of the shit off of my asshole and cheeks and sat back, rubbing the rest of my shit into her fat, hairy pussy. Her big belly and boobs were covered with poop and her entire body glistened with the piss that spilled out of her mouth. "Come on, honey... fuck your mommy! Put that darling cock in your mommy's shitty cunt!" Mom was waving me over to her outstretched body. I walked over and started to hug and kiss her, but it was really weird, so I concentrated on trying to find the hole I was supposed to put my little cock into. She saw that I was having trouble and grabbed my boner and thrust it into her pussy. Her hole was so stretched out and my dick was so thin, I could barely feel anything. Fortunately, the mere fact that I was fucking my own mother who was covered with my shit and piss, combined with the shit that was packed in her twat, caused me to cum after only 30 or 40 thrusts. Mom started to cum just as I was and we both clutched each other hard, smooshing the shit out from between us. After we were done, we just lay there. My cock slipped out of her pussy and my cum and shit started to ooze out of her open hole. I felt a warm sensation and realized she was pissing. She smiled down at me and told me how easy it is to clean the floor if you know what you're doing. "Did you fool around with me like you fool around with the babies when I was their age?" I asked Mom on our way to the bathroom to clean up. She smiled down at me. "I've fooled around with you for years. I sneak in and suck your cock at night all the time. Sometimes I climb onto your bed and fuck you while you sleep. You don't wake up because of a drug I put in your drink at dinner. Sometimes I bring friends over and we all play with you while you sleep. I have lots of videotapes of the action if you ever want to watch them. I hid a camera in your ceiling light. Not even my friends know it's there. Only three people know about that camera... me, you, and Bob." "Bob?" I asked suspiciously. "Yeah. Bob. He's the one who bought this house, your clothes, everything. He runs a very discreet porn business for very wealthy people. You're a big star, you know! Look!" With that, Mom walked back into the kitchen and lifted up some boards in the floor. She pulled out a big heavy wooden box and brought it back to the living room. After opening it, she dumped the contents out onto the floor (careful none of it touched the piles of shit we just put there). Lying before me were hundreds of magazines and videotapes. All of them made me want to shoot my cum right there and then! I picked up the closest copy of "Diaperplay" and leafed through it, staring at each perversity. Here was a picture of a man holding two toddlers, their diapers obviously full. I'm not sure what happened then... Mom later told me I got so excited I blacked out. All I knew was that I couldn't wait to take another look at that big wooden box! Stay tuned for Chapter 2! *---(:> Double for Nothing!! Tricks for Free!!! <:)---* www.mrdouble.com *---(:> Mr Double <:)---* This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.