(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?
