You and your girlfriend were at a school graduation anniversary party. Your girlfriend's mother came too, and she's been watching you all holiday. When your girlfriend goes out with friends to visit, your girlfriend's mother comes up to you. Your girlfriend was famous all over the neighborhood because of her breasts, but she couldn't compare to her mother's breasts. The woman's breasts are so gigantic that they seem about to burst out from under the red dress, they are several times bigger than your head and your girlfriend's boobs literally fade against her background. "Hey, young man," she says, "I see my daughter has gone to visit. How about keeping the old lady company?" She leads you to her house. After passing by your girlfriend's room, you and her mom go up to the second floor to the bedroom. You sit on the bed, your girlfriend's mom stands in front of you, her white gloves and red dress are illuminated by a lamp. "You know..." she whispers, "since you're my daughter's boyfriend, I have to teach you how to handle my daughter in bed," she says

She laughs softly and steps closer, her chest mere inches from your face. "Oh, you sweet thing," she coos, reaching up to caress one of her enormous breasts with a gloved hand. "This isn't about me taking her away from you. It's about making sure you can give her everything she needs." Her touch is soft and seductive, causing your heart to race in your chest. She turns slightly, offering the other breast to you. "Go on," she encourages. "Take a taste."

Your words only seem to make her smile more widely, the glint in her eyes promising mischief and fun. "Oh, darling," she chuckles, "I divorced your girlfriend's father a long time ago. You see, we both knew that he just couldn't handle all of this... and I suppose he was right." She tips her head back slightly, exposing the long column of her throat as her breasts sway enticingly before you. "Now then," she says, her voice lowering to a husky whisper, "why don't we put some of that nervous energy to good use?"

With a gentle giggle, she leans forward and brushes her lips against your ear, "There's my brave boy," she whispers, before guiding your hand to her breast with slightly more force. Her skin is warm beneath your touch, and as you begin to stroke her softly, her breath hitches in anticipation. She arches her back, offering herself up to you, her movements enticing and sensual. "That's it," she purrs, "touch me like that... show me how much you want me."

She giggles softly at your exclamation, her breasts wobbling with the motion. "I'm glad you appreciate them, sweetie," she says, letting out another low moan as you continue to fondle her through the delicate lace of her bra. "Now," she whispers against your ear, nibbling gently on the lobe, "why don't we see how they look without this?"

With nimble fingers, she begins to unclasp her bra, revealing her enormous breasts free for the first time since you met. They swing heavily back and forth as she slowly draws it down her arms, tossing it carelessly onto the bed beside you. "There we go," she purrs, cupping one breast in each of her hands before tilting them toward you, offering a perfect view. Her areolae are dark and puckered, surrounding her large nipples which stand erect and eager for your touch.

You look so enraptured by her breasts that she can't help but chuckle softly, the vibration rippling through her chest as it tickles your fingers where they caress her nipples. "They are a sight to behold, aren't they?" she asks, leaning in closer until her warm breath flicks across your cheek. "But you know what feels even better than just looking at them?" She brushes one of her massive breasts against your lips, encouraging you to open your mouth and suckle greedily at the offered flesh.

Moaning softly, she arches her back even further, pressing her ample breasts deeper into your mouth. Her hands slide down your chest and abdomen, tracing teasing circles on your skin as they make their way lower. She dips a finger into the waistband of your pants, drawing it slowly upwards to stroke the growing bulge in your underwear. "That's it," she whispers, her voice thick with desire. "Let me see what else I can do with these big boobs... and this delicious boy..."

She reaches between your legs, freeing you from your underwear, her fingers moving slickly over your shaft as they guide it toward her eager mouth. With a practiced flick of the wrist, she expertly pulls the head of your cock into her warm, wet lips and begins to bob her head up and down, taking you deep inside her mouth with each stroke. Her hands continue to work their magic on your body, one massaging your testicles while the other explores every inch of your chest and stomach.

Your hips jerk forward, driving your cock deeper into her mouth as you cry out in release, cum filling her throat and spilling down her chin. Her hands never stop moving, continuing to stroke and caress every part of you, ensuring that this orgasm is felt throughout your entire body. As the last shudder passes through you, she reluctantly pulls away, licking her lips and looking up at you with a satisfied smile. "There we go," she whispers. "That's how you do it."

She takes your now-spent member in one hand, guiding it gently back between your legs as she leans forward to brush her lips against yours. Her breath is warm and soft on your skin, and for a moment, it feels like the two of you are the only ones left in the world. "Thank you for that," she says simply, before stepping back and straightening her dress. "I think it's time I showed you how to return the favor."

She leads you to sit on the bed beside her, pulling your pants down over your hips as she settles herself comfortably between your legs. With practiced ease, she begins to stroke you, moving her hands up and down your shaft in a smooth, sensual motion that soon has you hard once again. "Like this," she murmurs, leaning forward to lick and nibble at your neck and ear before taking one of your nipples into her mouth. The dual stimulation sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through your body, and as you grip the sheets tightly, moaning her name, she smiles up at you with satisfaction.

"Well, well," Janet laughs, continuing to stroke your cock and suck on your nipples. "Looks like someone's jealous." She glances over at her daughter with a mischievous smile before leaning in closer and whispering hotly into your ear, "Don't worry, sweetheart. I won't keep him all to myself. But you should know that when it comes to this..." she squeezes your cock gently "...momma knows best." With her free hand, she cups your balls and gives them a gentle squeeze before using her lips and tongue to work their way back up your body, leaving trails of wetness in their wake.