Brian Pepper was resigned to his fate. He was a tall, handsome 18-year-old with what he gathered was a large, thick penis. He somehow seemed to be surrounded by gorgeous, super-busty women. Yet he was painfully undersexed and constantly horny. There was his teacher, Ms. Donovan, a beautiful, slim and stacked young woman, only a few years his senior, who drove him crazy three times a week during English class. There was his science class partner, Jenny, a stunning redhead who, despite her loose flannels and jeans, was obviously incredibly top-heavy and was responsible for him almost burning down the classroom thanks to constant distractions.
And there was his mother, whom we'll get to shortly.
Then there was the current object of his intensely lustful gaze: Becky, a classmate who, despite her petite stature, was perhaps the most insanely voluptuous and most innocently beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes on. He was currently peeking around the corner at the soccer field, where she and the rest of the girls' team was practicing. Even covered in a sheen of sweat, her face was beautiful, with delicate, innocent features that reminded him of a young Winona Ryder. Her long, dark, intensely wavy hair was up in a high ponytail. Her tiny soccer shorts showed off her tiny waist, huge, round bubble butt, and muscular legs. And then there was her most obvious physical trait: Her chest was so massive that the team of the team, the Cougars, was distended almost to the point of illegibility. And though she was likely wearing multiple sports bras, her breasts bounced and jiggled as she ran up and down the soccer field. His cock, large and girthy, was responding as it normally did: it was rock-hard, uncomfortably stuffed down a leg of his jeans.
Brian had tried to speak to Becky a few times in the hallway, but all he could get out were brief greetings. She, apparently as shy as he was, would only smile and tuck her face downward, averting her gaze, and ending any chance of actual conversation. But god, did he have a massive crush on her. He desperately wanted to ask her out, but had never gotten up the nerve.
Finally, practice was over and he made his way back inside. As the girls came off the field, he shuffled along, silently begging his turgid penis to cooperate. He made it as far as the interior hallway and had to sit down on a bench and close his eyes, trying to let his manhood catch up. Finally, things had settled down and he got up, only to feel a body bump into his. He opened his eyes and to his delight and horror, found out it was Becky. She was staring up at him, as shocked as he was.
"Oh my gosh," he stuttered. "I'm so sorry!"
"No, I'm sorry!" she said. "I should have looked where I was going."
It was all he could do to not let his eyes drift down to her body - specifically her gorgeous breasts. She smiled at him, her perfect skin gleaming with sweat, strands of her dark, wavy hair stuck to her temples.
"Brian, right?" she said.
"Yeah, that's me."
"I'm Becky." She held out her hand. He shook it. Oh my god, he thought. I'm going to explode. "Sorry, I'm a little sweaty."
Yeah, me too, he thought, though for different reasons. "No problem. It's really nice to meet you."
"You too. I've seen you around a bunch."
"Yeah, um... definitely." Smooth. Real smooth.
"Hey... this is going to sound sort of weird." She took a step toward him, presumably so she could speak more quietly, but her breasts her so huge that they were almost touching his torso. He gulped. "I, um, don't have a date for the prom. To be honest, I wasn't planning on going. My mom is pretty overprotective and told me I wasn't allowed to. But I'm thinking that's sort of lame. Any chance you'd want to go with me? I mean, assuming you're not going with someone already."
Gulp again. Brian had no prom plans, mainly because he had been too shy to ask anyone. And now here was the most stunning creature at his school, the object of so much of his lust and desire, asking him to go.
"Oh... um, no, I actually don't have a date for the prom."
"Huh. I figured a great-looking guy like you would have his pick of options." She smiled and winked at him. He began to melt. She took another step toward him and now her massive breasts were just barely touching the top of his abdomen. His cock was stirring. He had to make this fast.
"I'd, uh, think the same thing about you. Having your pick of dates, I mean."
"Like I said, overprotective mom. And I'm sort of shy, to be honest."
That makes two of us, he thought. "Yes, I'd love to go with you."
"Great! I think it'll be fun."
The prom was coming up the following Friday. "Should I pick you up at your place? Say, 6 o'clock?"
"Actually, how about we meet at your place? Any chance to get out of my house..."
"Sure, that's fine." He gave her his address.
"Awesome," she said. God, he thought, staring into her gorgeous green eyes, she was amazing. She hesitated for a moment, then, getting on her tip-toes, gave him a little kiss on the mouth, unintentionally (or perhaps intentionally) mashing her massive chest into his. Returning to her feet, she stepped back and twisted her torso a little, her breasts fighting the sports bras and swaying back and forth. "I'll see you next Friday, Brian. I'm really looking forward to it."
"Me too," he said. She walked away toward the locker room, her bubble butt pushing out of her soccer shorts, her hips swaying. He took a Trapper Keeper out of his backpack and put in front of his crotch in a feeble attempt to hide his erection. He shuffled off, very happy and more than a little light-headed.
Brian headed home in a daze. His dream girl had asked him to the prom. He also knew there was someone waiting at home he needed to share the news with and, given how she'd been behaving recently, he had no idea how it would go.
He arrived at his house and took a deep breath before opening the door.
"Mommy! I'm home!" Racing in from the kitchen was the creature who, despite all his schooltime crushes, dominated his sexual thoughts: his very own mother. She was, along with Becky, the most beautiful woman he knew.
He was greeted by her stunning visage: medium-length brown hair that framed her radiant facial features, including plump lips, an elegant and slender neck, and bright blue eyes. Like Becky, she was petite in certain place, most notably her waist, but astoundingly curvy. As she seemed to be doing regularly these days, ever since he turned 18, she was wearing a wildly provocative outfit: tennis shorts that barely covered half her thighs, her big ass pushing out the back; a too-small cut-off t-shirt that that showed off her firm stomach. Her breasts were huge, not quite as big as Becky's, but still enormous. Cleavage bulged out from the top of the t-shirt, and the insane forward projection of her tits meant that if she so much as raised her arms, she would likely expose the lavender bra she wore under it - as it was, Brian could see the straps under the shirt straining from the weight of her huge, round breasts.
Brian's mother ran up to him and engulfed him in a hug - as much as a 5-foot 3-inch 39-year-old woman could engulf a 6-foot-tall young man. He could feel her huge chest pressing against his. As was so often the case when he was even around her - especially since she had begun to dress more provocatively, for reasons that were as yet unknown to him - his thick penis began to harden.
"Hi sweetie!" the mother squealed, kissing him all over his face and neck, and, finally, on the lips, deeply and passionately. "How was school?"
"Um, good. Actually, I have some news."
"Oh? Come, sit with Mommy. The way she likes." Brian followed his mother to the kitchen, where he sat down on a chair and she plopped her gorgeous, full ass on his lap.
Lately, she seemed to love sitting with him this way - a more convenient eye level, she said. But, he couldn't help but noticing, it was a very intimate way for casual conversation. She loved to stare adoringly into his eyes and play with his hair while he told her about his day. The way her huge breasts perched on his chest was an unavoidably wonderful side effect.
She began running her hands up and down his muscular chest, kissing his neck and cheek. This went on for some time. She then stopped and pulled back, looking at his amazed but slightly frustrated expression.
"I guess it's only fair that if Mommy can play with your body that you can play with mine," she whispered. He hesitantly put his hands around her waist, noting that he was almost able to encompass it entirely. She rolled her eyes in mock indignation and pushed one hand down to her plush ass and the other up to cup one of her huge breasts. He gasped.
"Like that, silly. And don't be so shocked. I know how much you are obsessed with Mommy's huge breasts. In fact, I've noticed a lot of changes in you recently. That's why I've been dressing a little more... provocatively. I know you can be sort of shy and I want to help you."
"Um," he said, beginning to lightly squeeze both oversized body parts, "are you sure about this?"
"It's just you and me, right? We're just having fun. Expressing our love."
He continued to lightly grope her wildly voluptuous body. "OK, Mommy." He paused. "And, uh, you are still OK with me calling you Mommy?" The word had just sort of popped out of his mouth one recent day and she immediately gave him one of her patented full-body hugs, so he had assumed she liked it.
"Oh my god, Brian, I LOVE it. It makes me feel all warm and gooey inside." She began to rotate her butt on his growing erection; there was no way she didn't feel its growing mass. "It reminds me how much I love my sweet son, even if he is a strapping almost-19-year-old."
They stared into each other eyes and she leaned in and kissed him again, gently and unhurriedly. She pulled back and bit her lip in a way that drove him crazy.
"Anyway! Tell me about this young lady!"
"Well," he started, still playing with his mother's wildly sexy and curvy body as she continued to grind on his now fully erect penis, "her name is Becky. She's super pretty and, um, very sexy. And she seems really sweet."
"What does she look like?"
He proceeded to describe her in detail, his mother clearly getting more and more turned on as he did.
"Wow, her breasts are really that big? Bigger than Mommy's?"
"I think so. I've never seen tits - I mean, breasts -- so big."
She leaned in again. "When they're this big" - she glanced down at her own massive, bulging cleavage, "you can call them tits." She giggled and kissed her son again. "Baby, it sounds like you really like this young lady. And maybe you'll want to get physical with her afterward?"
"I... guess that's possible. I mean, I'd really like to."
"I bet she would too. Brian... I think it might make sense for me to show you a few things. Can I look at your penis? Just to make sure things are good down there."
"Really? Isn't that, um, inappropriate?"
"Don't tell your own mother what is or isn't appropriate, young man," she said in a mockingly parental tone. She got up and looked down at the obscene bulge in his jeans. She then lowered herself to the ground, squatting between his legs, allowing him an eye-popping view of her overstuffed shirt and bra. She began to unbutton his pants. "Now let's see what we've got here."
Soon, his massive erection was out. It was pointing straight up, longer than her head, and was oozing precum.
"My goodness! You are really big, sweetie. And very, very thick."
"Is it too big, Mommy?"
"No. I mean, maybe for some women. You'll definitely want to be gentle with Becky, if it comes to that. But it's very beautiful." To his shock and delight, she began to stroke his cock slowly, using the precum that was oozing from it as lube, staring at it with a look of awe even as she spoke to him. "Brian, I need to ask you a personal question. How often do you masturbate?"
"Um... I'm a little embarrassed to say, but a lot."
"No reason to be embarrassed, sweetie. More than once a day?"
"A lot more. At least five times a day. Sometimes more."
"That is a lot. I'm going to tell you a secret, baby: Mommy does too. At least that much."
"Really?" He was getting so turned on by the combination of the conversation and his incredibly sexy mother jerking off his huge, veiny, throbbing cock that he began to worry he would spray at any moment. It didn't help that he couldn't help but stare directly at her enormous, swollen cleavage - and that she didn't seem to mind.
"Yup. In fact, I was starting to get worried about it, so I went to a doctor. She told me something that I think might apply to you as well. She said I was hypersexual. I had never heard that term before, but she diagnosed me based on two things: exaggerated sexual characteristics, both primary - like your huge penis - and secondary - like my very large breasts - as well as a very high sex drive. Baby, do you think you might be hypersexual as well?"
"I don't know, Mommy." He was having trouble controlling himself and began to uncontrollably thrust his hips into her hand.
"I think maybe we both are. She said it might be genetic."
"Mommy..."
"Yes, baby?"
"Uhhh, Mommy... I think I'm going to... oh god..."
"Are you going to cum, sweetheart? Do you want to cum all over your little Mommy? It's OK, baby. Let it go. I can tell how pent up you are. Cum all over me, sweetie. I love you so much, Brian. I just want you to be happy."
His hips were now off the chair, thrusting into her little hand at an increasingly faster pace.
"Oh god, Mommy! I'm going to cum all over you! I can't stop it! Here it comes, Mommy! I'm so sorry! FUUUUUUCK! CUUUUMMMIIINNNGGG!!"
He ejaculated an enormous amount of semen - the first rope hit the ceiling and rope after rope followed in, raining down on his wildly sexy mother, who was clearly extremely turned on by the whole thing. Cum splattered on her hair, her face, her enormous breasts.
He was mortified, but to his surprise, his cum-covered mother exclaimed, "Good job, baby! So much cum for Mommy!" She wiped some of the cum on her face into her mouth and slurped it. "Mmmm, and it's yummy! I'm going to go clean up, but I'm glad we had this talk. If you want to talk more about your hypersexuality, I'm always here."
As she got up and walked away, he watched her plush, round ass - and huge breasts, which he could see from behind, on either side of her slim torso - jiggle and sway. She turned back toward him. "I think you and Becky will have a wonderful time on prom night. And if you need any help, I'll be around."
Help?, he thought. Oh boy. His cock was still rock-hard, and he began to stroke it.
***
Two weeks passed. Brian hoped to catch Becky in the hallway, and even tried hanging around soccer practice, but only spotted her from afar, huge breasts bouncing, ponytail flopping in the air, sweat pouring from her beautiful face. He got an erection and moved on.
Finally, it was the day of the prom. She called, a couple of hours before the event was to start.
"Hey! I just wanted to say I can't wait for tonight."
"Gosh, me too, Becky."
"One thing: would it be OK if I got to your place a little early? I really want to get out of the house. My mom is driving me nuts."
"Sure thing. I'm still getting ready, though."
"That's OK. I can get to know your mom a little!"
Gulp. Brian couldn't help but picture the two gorgeous, super-buxom women together, each begging him to feel up their huge breasts and to fuck their pussies. Lining up to present their swollen racks and cocking up their legs to allow him easier access to their dripping wet vaginas.
Brian said goodbye and shook the thoughts from his head. He put down the phone and laid his suit out on the bed before going to take a shower. A cold shower.
Letting the cold water run over his impressive physique, absentmindedly massaging his large, thick (though currently flaccid) member, he heard the doorbell ring. After drying himself, he put on a robe, then went to the top of the stairs. His mother had jiggled over to the door, still wearing the outfit she had come out from yoga practice in. Her huge breasts and ass were on full display in the tight top, cleavage and bubble butt both bulging. Brian sat down on the top step as his mother opened the door.
"Oh my goodness, you must be Becky! Come in!"
In walked his date, who he'd never seen more radiant and gorgeous. Her dark, wavy hair was pinned up, revealing a delicately featured face. She wore a fairly conventional prom dress - pink, with a frilly fringe along the top and bottom of it - but on her it looked almost obscene. Her absolutely massive tits threatened to spill out of the top. Brian's eyes drifted from them down to the shapely, soccer-hewn muscles of her legs, and then to the four-inch heels she teetered on. My god, he thought. She looks like a character from a porn flick with a truly terrible prom plotline.
The mother pulled the teenager in for a hug, their enormous breasts pressing together. Brian adjusted his cock, already extremely erect in his robe.
"It's really good to meet you, Ms. Pepper."
"It's wonderful to meet you! I've heard a lot about you, Becky. You're even more stunning than my son described."
"Oh gosh, thank you." Becky nervously held her arms together under her chest, unintentionally pushing her cleavage up and out. "You're really beautiful, too, Ms. Pepper. If you don't mind me saying."
"I don't! And please, don't call me Ms. Pepper. In fact... I'd be delighted if you called me Mommy. That's what Brian calls me."
Oh lord, Brian thought.
"I'd love that, actually. I, um, don't have the best relationship with my own mother."
"Oh, I'm really sorry to hear that." She cupped the teen's face in her palm; Becky instinctively leaned her head toward did, like a pet looking for affection. "Well, I'll be your surrogate Mommy for the night, OK?"
"Thanks... Mommy." Brian could see the duo smiling sweetly at each other. He felt dizzy.
"Brian's still getting ready. Can I get you anything to drink?"
"Maybe just some water?"
"You got it, beautiful." As his mother jiggled her way to the kitchen, Brian couldn't take his eyes off his date. She was so gorgeous and sexy, yet looked so innocent in her plain prom dress. She was visibly nervous, biting her lower lip and twisting her torso in the same sexy way she had done after she had asked Brian out.
Suddenly, she started to quietly cry, putting her face in her hands. Brian wanted to comfort her, to find out what was wrong, but was still wearing his bathrobe - and had a massive erection tenting under it.
Brian's mother returned with the water. "Oh, goodness! What's wrong, sweetie?"
"It's... it's just that... my mom is really overprotective and..." She was just barely getting the words out between sobs. The gorgeous mother wiped the tears from the teenager's eyes.
"And what, sweetie?"
"I've never actually been with a boy before. And I'm really nervous about tonight."
"Oh, baby. It's OK. Are you nervous because you think you and Brian might..." She trailed off.
Maybe? I don't know what's normal after a prom. I just want to make him happy. I really like him, Mommy."
"And he really likes you." She paused. "Sweetie, would you like me to show you some basics about being intimate with a boy?"
Becky wiped away what remained of her tears. "I'd really like that."
"Well..." Brian mother looked up at the staircase but Brian had positioned himself so he was out of view, yet could see everything. "Since Brian's still getting ready and might be a while... why don't we get you out of this pretty dress?"
"Really? Like, just in my bra and panties?"
"That might make it easier for me to show you a few things."
"Um, OK, Mommy. Can you help me?"
Brian stared in disbelief as his very own mother helped his date out of her prom dress, unhooking the back of her dress and unzipping it from behind, then peeling it off of her. Becky stepped out of it, heels still intact. She turned, revealing the biggest, most overstuffed bra Brian had ever seen, as well a pair of simple, white panties. "Let's leave on those sexy heels, hm?" Mommy laid the dress down carefully on a chair. "My goodness, you have a truly incredible body, sweetheart."
"Really? I mean, I know boys look at me at school. But my mom says I'm way too big, um..." she cupped her breasts through the bra. "Up here."
"Not at all, baby. You're incredible. In fact, you remind me a lot of myself at your age, though I think your breasts are even bigger than mine back then. Or now!"
"You really think I'm not too top-heavy?"
"Sweetie, there is no such thing. Especially given your petite little waist and lovely bottom. And you're obviously in excellent shape - those muscular legs! Soccer, right? Come. Let's sit down a talk a little." Brian's mother led his date to the couch, where they sat down next to each other, so close that Becky's immense bra-clad tits brushed against his mother's almost-as-large ones. Mommy tucked a stray strand of hair behind Becky's ear. "You're gorgeous, sweetheart. And very, very sexy. I really need you to know that."
She turned and shouted upstairs: "Brian! Take your time! Becky and I are just having a girl chat."
Brian didn't know what to do, so he yelled, but pretend-muffled his voice, as if he were shouting back from his room. "No problem! I'll wait to come down til you guys say it's OK."
"Well," his mother said, stroking Becky's cheek. "Seems like we have some time to ourselves. Do you mind if I ask you a few questions? It'll help me prepare you a bit for later."
"Sure," Becky said quietly.
"So, you've never had sex?"
Becky shook her head.
"Have you ever kissed a boy?"
"A few times. But that's as far as it went. My mom told me only sluts go past first base."
"Well, that's just silly, especially for a senior in high school," the busty mother said. "Also, it's OK to be a slut." She leaned in and, to Brian's astonishment, kissed his gorgeous date on the lips, gently and slowly.
"How did that feel?"
"Really good. You have very soft lips."
"So do you."
Becky kissed the sexy mother back.
"Very good, Becky. You're a really good kisser. And I liked how you took the initiative there."
"Thank you, Mommy."
"Do you masturbate, Becky?"
"Um... no. My mom says it's wrong."
The mother sighed. "Ridiculous." She paused. "Would you like me to show you how?"
Oh. My. God. Brian almost choked.
"Let me put it another way," the mother said. "Would you say that you're horny a lot?"
Becky immediately looked ashamed. "Yes, Mommy. Like, almost all the time."
"Well then, don't you think it'd be a good idea for you to know how to relieve yourself?"
"I guess so."
"Can I take off your panties, sweetie? And maybe that huge bra, too? I'd love to see that amazing body in its full glory."
Becky stood up and took her panties off, struggling momentarily to untangle them from her heels. "You have a beautiful little pussy, Becky," Mommy said.
"Thank you," Becky said, abashed.
Mommy then reached up and turned Becky's body - Brian was increasingly feeling like his prom date was acting like a sex doll for his mother - and unhooked her bra.
"Now let's see those gorgeous breasts, hm?"
Becky cupped her breasts, holding the bra in place. "Are you sure, Mommy?" she said over her shoulder. "They are so big."
"I promise you I will love them." She pushed her own huge tits out. "Us super-busty girls have to stick together!"
Becky giggled and released her hands, the bra falling away. She turned around. Brian had to stifle a gasp. They were truly magnificent: gigantic balloons of breast-meat, heavy, yet amazingly firm, somewhere between spherical and teardrop-shaped.
"My goodness, they are incredible," the busty mother said. "Those are the most beautiful and largest breasts I've ever seen."
A look of pride spread over Becky's face. "Thank you, Mommy." She sat back down, breasts jiggling and swaying, and pushed them up toward the mother's face. "You really don't think they are too big?" Brian noted that her nipples were small but long and very hard.
"Of course not." Mommy cupped her own breasts. "These are 36GGs. Do you want to tell me how big yours are?"
"Oh Mommy, it's so embarrassing."
"Please, baby? Tell Mommy how huge your gorgeous tits are."
"They are J-cups, Mommy. 32J."
"Incredible. I bet you can suckle your own nipples. Have you ever tried that?"
"Um, no, but..."
"Would you like to try now? It'll free really good, I promise."
Becky hesitantly did, pulling a massive tit up to her mouth and sucking on her nipple. She moaned.
Feels good, right? Now let Mommy play with them a bit, baby."
Becky pulled her hands away and the gorgeous mother began to grope and squeeze them. "My goodness, they are so firm!"
"Can I play with yours too, Mommy?" Becky said hesitantly.
"Maybe later. I want to show you something first. Can you put your legs in the air?"
Becky immediately did as she was told, cocking her muscular legs up and spreading them.
"Like this, Mommy?"
"Perfect. Now I want you to play with yourself."
Becky paused. "Mommy... will you show me how? I'm sorry, I just don't know what to do. Will you play with my little pussy? Please?"
The mother smiled. "Of course, baby. Why don't you hoist those breasts out of the way so you can see what Mommy is doing." With that, the teen, her legs in the air, slid down on the couch a bit and pressed her massive tits into her torso, peering with curiosity over their impressive mass at her lightly hairy vagina. Even from his perch, Brian could see it glistening with moisture.
Becky looked up at the beautiful mother expectantly. "OK, baby, tell me if this feels good." She reached down and began to slowly massage the teenager's clit. Immediately, Becky arched her back and groaned. "Oh god, that feels amazing, Mommy!" She looked back down at the mother's hand playing with her clit at an increasing rate. As soon as Mommy put two fingers inside her, pumping them as she massaged the swollen clit with her other hand, Becky began to pant, her legs shaking as she struggled to keep them in the air.
"Oh Mommy! I think... oh god!"
The scene was, without a doubt, the most wildly erotic thing Brian had ever witnessed.
"Are you going to cum, sweetheart? Are you going to cum all over Mommy's hand?"
Becky's whole body was now quivering, as if she were losing control of it.
"Mommy! It feels so good!" She began to buck her hips into the air, pressing her pussy against the mother's hands. "I'm think I'm going to cum, Mommy! Oh fuck! MOMMMMYYY! I CAN'T STOP IT, MOMMY! I'M CUUMMMIINNG!"
The mother sped up her ministrations, and with that, the teenager squirted girl-juice into the air. It arched over the table and splattered on the rug. Another volley followed it, then another. The girl squealed in pleasure throughout, then slowly settled down, small drops of sweat on her brow.
"Oh god, Mommy! That felt amazing."
"Well, that was a wonderful first orgasm! And you're a squirter!" She leaned in, conspiratorially and, with a smile, said, "So am I." She smiled, then leaned in and kissed the teen on the mouth. "Great job, Becky. Mommy is really proud of you."
"Thank you for giving me an orgasm, Mommy. I loved it. I can't wait for tonight."
"Brian's big penis is going to feel really good inside you, sweetheart. Before we call him back down, there are a few more things I want to tell you."
As curious as he was about what she had to say, a stupefied Brian couldn't take anymore. He stumbled back to his bedroom and quickly jerked off, cumming into a wad of tissues, picturing in his head what he had seen in real life: his very own gorgeous, wildly voluptuous mother making his even more voluptuous, insanely busty prom date not just cum but lose control of her own body, squirting across the room.
He collapsed onto his bed, then took a few minutes to recover before putting on his suit. His cock finally at peace, he walked back out onto the landing. Mother and date were chatting excitedly, though he couldn't quite hear about what. Becky was nodding a lot in agreement. "Um... hey, are you guys done, uh, chatting?" he called out.
"Just one more minute, Brian!" his mother responded. He peeked downstairs again and saw his mother helping Becky back into her massive bra, and then her dress. If he hadn't just ejaculated, his cock would have sprung right back up. The mother helped Becky fix her hair and kissed her deeply on the lips. It looked to Brian like she whispered "remember what I said, baby" to his gorgeous date, Becky whispering, "I will. Thank you, Mommy."
"OK, kiddo! Come on down!"
Brian walked down the stairs to a glowing set of gorgeous women.
"Wow, Brian," Becky said, "you look great."
"So do you, Becky," he said, giving her a hug.
"You both look wonderful. I'm so happy you asked Brian to the prom, Becky! You guys are going to have an amazing time. I'll drive you over, OK? Just give me a call when you want a ride back."
Brian stared as his sexy mother and equally sexy date jiggled their way to the car. He felt his cock begin to stir again.
***
Brian and Becky sat nervously in the backseat, both not knowing what to say. Brian couldn't help but glance over at Becky, in part because her seatbelt was bisecting her massive chest in a way that made them even more prominent than usual, and in part because he couldn't believe he had just seen her almost completely naked, save for her sexy high heels. Despite his mother's ministrations, Becky looked absolutely gorgeous. The sheen of sweat that she had developed as his mother had brought her to an overwhelming orgasm was gone, replaced by a general radiance and look of happiness in her visage.
She looked over at Brian and smiled. She reached over and squeezed his hand. "I'm really happy this worked out, Brian."
"Me too, Becky. You look so beautiful."
She blushed. "Thanks. And I'm really glad I got to meet your Mommy. I hope it's OK that I call her that. She was... really sweet to me and it just feels right."
"It's fine with me. I'm glad you guys, um, hit it off."
He could see his mother's smiling face in the rearview mirror. "You guys are adorable." A few minutes passed, the teens gazing at each other. "We're almost there, kiddos," the mother said over her shoulder. Becky squeezed Brian's hand harder, clearly excited about the evening.
As Brian and Becky got out of the car, Mommy leaned over toward the passenger, displaying a stunning amount of cleavage, and called out, "Have a great time, you two!"
"Thanks Mommy!" the two teens said simultaneously. They laughed awkwardly and headed into the school auditorium.
Becky took Brian's hand again. Even at her touch, he swooned slightly. As soon as they walked into the auditorium Brian felt all eyes turn to them - or, more likely, Becky. She was both embarrassed and delighted, a blush coming over her face and her bulging cleavage. Brian whispered in her ear, "Obviously everyone else thinks you look amazing too." She kissed him on the cheek. "Want to dance?" he asked.
"I would love that," she said sweetly.
They proceeded to the dance floor and Brian slowly pulled her body into his. Their bodies fit together perfectly; in her heels, Becky was only a few inches shorter than him. Her huge rack pressed into his chest. She leaned up and kissed him, gently, sensually, on the mouth. Thanks to a policy change earlier that year, there were no chaperones at the prom, only a few teachers and administrators scattered on the edges of the auditorium, barely paying attention.
That was fortuitous, since Brian immediately felt his cock begin to harden and lengthen at the close connect with his date and the rapturous kiss.
"Brian... I can feel you getting hard."
"I'm really sorry about that, Becky, it's just -"
"No, don't be sorry. It feels great. Your Mommy was telling me how big you were and -"
"She told you that?!"
"Sure! She told me a lot of things, actually. Want to hear what else? You can play with my body a little while I tell you." Just as his own mother had done a couple of weeks earlier, she took one of his hands and placed it on of her large, round ass cheeks.
"Becky!"
"What? No chaperones, remember? I really don't think anyone will notice."
Brian had to admit her butt felt amazing in his palm, firm and muscular but with just enough give. He gently gave it a squeeze, causing Becky to giggle.
"Anyway, as I was saying," she said, staring up into his eyes as they swayed back and forth, barely dancing at all. "Have you ever heard the term 'hypersexual'?"
"Um... maybe?" he said, continuing to play with his date's huge, bulging ass through her dress. And were those her nipples he felt on his chest? Through the dress and bra? They must have been rock hard.
"Mommy thinks that's what I am. She said it's very likely since I'm horny all the time and I have this body. Especially these gigantic tits."
"You're... horny all the time?"
"Pretty much. I know it's weird, especially since I'm a virgin, but it's true. Isn't that great?"
"I... uh... don't see why it wouldn't be." A virgin who was horny all the time. Was he living in a dream?
"In fact," Becky said, pressing her swollen body more tightly into Brian (and his now rock-hard cock), her voice dropping into a whisper, "she thinks I should be your..." She giggled. "... your fucktoy."
"Mommy said that?" Brian's head was swimming. His incredibly sexy and beautiful dream date was proposing that she be his fucktoy - at the suggestion of his own wildly oversexed mother.
"Yup! She said that I'm -" Becky squinted her eyes, as if searching for the exact words. "'Built for fucking.' And she would know because she is, too." She leaned up again and teasingly brushed her lips against his. "Do you think I should be your fucktoy, Brian?"
"I... um... Yes?" he said hesitantly.
"I really want to be, Brian. I want you to do whatever you want with my body. My huge tits, my big butt, my little pussy. Did you know it's almost always wet? It's definitely wet right now. Like, really wet. Dripping."
"Jeez, Becky. I mean, obviously this is all amazing, but we're on a crowded dance floor at our prom."
"I'm sorry, Brian. I know the timing is weird. It's just that... Mommy got me all excited. And, I have to be honest, talking about this in public and feeling your huge erection pressing into me - it's making me even more excited. I can't wait to taste your penis, slide it between my giant breasts, feel it inside me. Fuck, Brian, I feel like I might have an orgasm just talking about all this."
"Maybe we should slow down a little, then."
"OK, you're right. I'll go freshen up a little." She was about to turn away when he pulled her back into him.
"Wait! My hard-on. Can you just stand there for a minute?"
Becky giggled. "Yikes, sorry! Yes, of course."
Brian closed his eyes and thought about baseball. Eventually, despite the sexiest body he'd ever encountered pressed him, his cock was close enough to flaccid for him to hide it effectively. "OK, thanks."
Becky almost kissed him again but caught herself. "Sorry! I'll go before I cause more trouble." She blew him a kiss as she jiggled away. My god, Brian thought, what a body. He shook his head to break himself out of it.
Brian went to get a drink. His friend Todd sidled up to him.
"Dude! You and Becky!"
"Yeah, I guess so," Brian said, taking a sip of punch.
"God, she's amazing. That body. You finally got up the nerve to ask her out, huh?"
"Actually, she asked me."
"Get the fuck out. She did not."
"She did."
"I am impressed, sir." He saluted. "Well done."
"I didn't really do anything, but thanks."
Brian looked over and Becky had returned to the auditorium. Even in the low light, Brian could see her talking to a couple of her soccer friends. They were all looking at him and giggling. One of them pointed at him - he could have sworn she was pointing at his crotch - and Becky nodded. More giggling ensued.
Becky finally walked up to Brian and Todd, her massive tits swaying and bouncing, as they always did, no matter the outfit.
"Hey Becky," Todd said.
"Hey Todd," she said disinterestedly, taking Brian's hand in hers.
"So, how did our man here finally land a date?"
"Oh, I don't know. Maybe by being incredibly sweet, smart, and handsome." She paused. "And well-hung."
"Uhhh... Hey, Becky, can I talk to you for a sec? See ya, Todd."
He pulled Becky over to the side. "Sorry," she said, giggling again. "Was that inappropriate?"
"I mean -"
"Honestly, who cares what any of these people think," Becky said. "I really want to be with you, Brian. Like, now. Can we call Mommy and ask her to pick us up early?"
"Yeah, sure," Brian said, relieved and excited. "Let's head outside."
On the way, he called his mother. The two teens sat on the steps of the school, making out as if it were their first date - which it was. When Mommy arrived, the teenagers jumped into the backseat.
"Did you guys have fun?" Mommy asked. Brian noticed she was wearing a long overcoat. Sort of odd, considering it was late spring.
"It was OK," Becky said. She leaned over and began to kiss Brian, first gently than more enthusiastically. "We had a nice dance. Brian had a huge erection. It got me really horny."
"Well don't let me stop you. I'll waive the seatbelts-at-all times rule just this once."
Becky didn't hesitate. She took off her seatbelt and jumped onto Brian, straddling him in the backseat. She began to rub his chest with her massive tits, kissing him deeply and intensely as she began to massage his cock with one of her small hands. Her breasts were so massive that as they pushed into his chest, they also bulged out of the top of the dress, ready to explode. Becky began to gyrate on his crotch and moan loudly.
"OK, everyone out. We'll continue this inside," Mommy said.
The duo hesitantly extracted themselves from each other and walked up the path to the house. Before they could get there, though, Becky jumped onto Brian, putting her arms around his neck, once again smothering him with kisses. He cupped her large, round ass cheeks, and they groaned hornily into each other mouths.
Mommy shook her head, but couldn't help smiling at the two visibly horny teens before letting them in to the house. As she watched them go at it, she thought about just how much fun lay ahead.