"Big Tits, Big Dicks and Fantasy Fucking"
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Tuesday:
The next day at school is weird. Allison doesn't act like anything is different but every time I look at her I remember her Mom sucking on my dick, pleading for more and more.
I get through the day and, as usual, Allison and I walk to her home. As we enter the kitchen Mrs. B is working at the counter. She isn't wearing her usual loose clothes. She is wearing heels which make her legs look really good. Her tight little rump is being hugged by a pair of denim shorts.
"Hi, kids," she chirps as she turns to face us. The apron she's wearing isn't quite wide enough to cover all of her bosom on top but does fall below the hem of her shorts.
"I just finished baking some cookies, dear. Help yourself." As she speaks she is pulling off the apron. The t-shirt underneath says "Love Pink" across the chest. But it is so distorted that it's hard to read.
I'd seen Allison wearing that shirt. It looked much different on Mrs. B.! Not particularly low cut, there are still impressive mounds of breast flesh peeking out of the neck line. The hem of the shirt doesn't even reach her navel. Her tits push the hem away from her body. I suspect there is serious underboob cleavage to be seen if I was to kneel in front of her. I'm staring. After yesterday I kind of figured that she had big tits. But I had no idea that Mrs. B was THIS big! She has huge tits. Much larger than Allison!
"MOM! Why are you wearing my shirt?" Allison sounds upset. "You've stretched it all out of shape!"
"Have I, dear?" She looked down at herself. "I saw it in the laundry and thought it was cute. I'm sorry if I've ruined it." She didn't sound sorry. She sounded, um, proud, maybe?
"Well, I can't wear it anymore now, can I?" She turns to look in the fridge for a snack.
"Oh, honey, it'll be okay." Mrs. B replies. She's smiling at me behind Allison's back as she speaks. She winks! I watch as she leans back against the counter and places her hands on the counter top edge. Her tits are forced into prominence as she does so. They surge forward, looking even bigger under that too small shirt. Looking me in the eyes she arches her back. Her tits just seem to explode from her chest! They are so BIG! So huge, Allison's t-shirt seems on the verge of ripping itself to shreds as it tries to contain her gigantic fun bags. Despite the shirt riding up on her massive melons more flesh is being pushed above the neckline. I can just see the lower edge of her over stuffed bra below the bottom hem of the shirt! My chin is on my chest. What a gigantic set of boobs! How had I never even suspected this?
Allison is looking in the fridge. But I'm staring at Carla, Mrs. B. as she poses in front of me. It's obvious that she has dressed up to show off. And I had no idea just how much she had to show off! Allison is one of the biggest chested girls in school. Mindy McConnell is bigger, but she's fat. Mindy's tits are more than matched by her belly. Allison is one of those slender but busty girls that are so damn sexy. And her Mom is MUCH better endowed and just as slender! I've never seen tits so big above a waist so small! Incredible!
I watch in awe as Mrs. B slowly, teasingly, strokes her hands over the wildly stretched out t-shirt. Mrs. B smirks at me and runs her tongue around her lips while she continues to fondles herself thru the shirt. She raises her tits from underneath, plumps them for me to admire. And then she presses her hands against the outside of those huge melons. As Allison turns back around Mrs. B flashes me a hot look and purses her lips at me.
"Well," Allison announces, "I'm going to study. Mom, why don't you feed Dirk a cookie or something before he goes home?"
"Would you like a cookie...or something?" Mrs. B asks. While Allison is walking away Mrs. B. is shimmying her shoulders, making her boobs bounce and wobble as she addresses me. Allison is already out the door and on the way upstairs. I almost ask her not to leave me alone with her Mom.
I can barely choke out an "Okay". My dick is a steel shaft in my pants from Mrs. B's teasing. And she knows it!
She slides up to me. Putting one arm around me she presses her tits against me.
"I could tell that you wanted to see how big my boobs were yesterday. So today I dressed up to show off for you. Do you like this?" she asks as she draws my hand to her chest.
"Guh, gaw, God Damn, you have the biggest tits I've ever seen!" I gasp as I try to hold one enormous tit in my hand. It overwhelms my grasp! So freaking big! "These are amazing! So big, so sexy! I love 'em."
"Well, let me give you a couple of cookies," she coos as I hear Allison's bedroom door closing from upstairs.
Mrs. B is struggling to remove the over burdened shirt. She finally yanks it off, revealing a sexy low cut bra. As she moves her boobs surge and billow, trying to escape the bra that is only barely holding them secure. Snatching two cookies from the baking sheet she crams them in her cleavage and glides toward me.
Clasping her hands in front of her she presses her upper arms against her tits, forcing an even deeper, more cavernous cleavage. "Here, DIrk, honey, help yourself," she purrs. She puts her hands behind my neck and pulls me down into her cleavage. "Don't leave any crumbs, now, Dirk," she instructs me.
While I'm trying to get a hold of the first cookie with my lips Mrs. B. is shaking her shoulders. Her boobs are battering my cheeks and face. It makes it very hard to get a grip. But it feels amazing!
"Come on, Dirk, dig in!" Mrs. B. chides me as I try unsuccessfully to grab the cookies. I push my face deeper and deeper between her enormous mounds. The cookies sink even farther until I finally get me lips around one and chew it up. I pull back briefly to catch my breath and then I dive back in! At last I finally get them both down. With lots of licking and tongue action.