Date: Sat, 20 Jul 2013 22:12:09 +0000 From: william michael Subject: A Most Unusual Boy Part 4 A Most Unusual Boy, Part 4 The usual Nifty caveats apply. Don't forget, consider a donation. Anthony and his mother sat next to each other in chairs across the desk from the university's Dean of Students. He was leafing through some papers in a file folder. When he was done he looked up and said, "Well, Anthony, Ms. McDonald, I have to say, I haven't seen test scores like this in I can't recall how long. Quite frankly, Anthony, I'd have to say there is every expectation that you would perform exceedingly well in any of our programs. Now, it's my understanding you have a preference for the sciences. That leaves quite a few options, such as medicine, engineering, research, and so on. Have you given much thought to narrowing down your preferences?" "Some. No medicine. Maybe computers, robotics, physics," he said. "Hmm, yes, well, given your predilections where people are concerned I can understand about medicine. If you're still undecided about specifics we should probably just concentrate on the first year basics while exposing you to some of the different departments and that might help you focus more on a major. You actually have two years before that becomes an issue, but at the rate you're likely to go, I'd think that will come up sooner," he said a with a smile. "Now, Ms. McDonald, as to tuition, we have an endowment here at the university that looks for candidates who are likely to make a major mark on the school and their subsequent impact on their fields. The fund trustees have had a look at Anthony's file and they are besides themselves at what he might achieve. They have agreed to cover all of Anthony's expenses for tuition, board, whatever." "Oh, that is such good news, Dean. I was hoping for some assistance but a full scholarship, that's wonderful." "It's our pleasure, Ms. McDonald. Your son is a most welcome addition to our student body." Anthony's mother reached over and gave her son a squeeze on the leg and then let her hand linger a bit. "Now Anthony, I'll leave the details of how the course work will be handled to the Registrars office and the department heads. You'll be contacted shortly. But I would like to see you attend freshman orientation which occurs the end of August. It would be useful and help you get an idea of what the school has to offer. We'll send you the details." "Okay," Anthony said, although he wasn't thrilled with the idea. A few minutes later mother and son were walking down the corridor, he towering over her. Both were quite happy and excited about the outcome of the last few days but only one showed any outward signs. Holding on to her son's arm, Anthony's mom was all smiles. "I'm so happy for you, dear. What an opportunity for you. I know the orientation might be a bit of an issue, what with all the students but we'll work something out, don't you worry. And a full scholarship. I had some money saved but I knew it wouldn't be nearly enough. Guess I can put it towards my retirement." "New car, maybe, or a least new tires," Anthony suggested. His mom laughed a bit. "You know, sweetheart, I think you're right. About the tires, I mean, and maybe a little fixing up. I'm not ready to get rid of the old girl yet, we are far too comfortable with each other. Oh, I thought while we were here we'd stop and let you meet my friend. I think you'll like her." Anthony looked down but his mom was still looking straight ahead. He wasn't sure why she'd want him to meet her younger girlfriend but he knew he would go along. They walked through part of the campus, the big boy and his diminutive mother drawing a few glances, but he at least didn't stand out in a place where some very large men were often seen, if at least in varsity jackets. A block off the campus was an apartment building and they entered the lobby. There was a panel with buttons and Anthony's mom pressed one and then spoke into the microphone. There was a buzzing sound and she pushed open the door and waved her son through. The used the elevator to get to the sixth floor, all the while, Anthony's mom was pressed up against his side, holding tightly to his arm. When they got off they walked down the corridor to a door and she knocked. When the door opened a young woman smiled broadly and threw her arms around the older woman. They hugged and exchanged a brief but serious kiss and then mother and son were drawn into the apartment. "Anthony, dear, this is Sonja. Sonja, this is my son, Anthony." Sonja held out her hand and it was soon lost in Anthony's. "Hello, Anthony. It's wonderful to meet you. Your mom has told me so much about you. I trust everything went well today?" the last being said to Anthony's mom. "Very well. They offered him a full scholarship, all expenses. The test results indicated he'd do very well in anything he tried but for now we'll start with a basic science curriculum and see where it takes him." "Congratulations, Anthony. I guess in a way that makes us fellow students." Anthony smiled and nodded as he regarded the young grad student. The best word he could come up with for a description was exotic. It was apparent she was of mixed heritage. The shape and color of her eyes and the long black hair suggested Asian, while the darker skin tone spoke of Africa. She was about the same height as his mom, give or take a fraction, with a more slender, athletic build. Her hands were delicate and long fingered but her grip had been strong. She was a striking beauty and he could understand his mother's attraction beyond the common educational interest. She smiled up at the boy and then took her lover in her arms and hugged her tightly again. "I'm so happy for you, love. This must take a lot of the worry off your shoulders." "Yes. I mean I felt strongly that his abilities would attract some sort of help but this makes life so much easier." Anthony's mom then pulled the girl back to her and kissed her much more enthusiastically this time. Anthony liked the way they looked together and he smiled. When the two women separated somewhat, his mother asked, "What's with the smile, sweetheart?" "Happy." "Well, I guess you should be, with such a bright future ahead of you." "No, happy for you, you both." "What do you mean, Anthony?" Sonja asked. "Mom's been alone too long. Needs someone to love." This got two sets of raised eyebrows. "I've always had you, darling," his mother said. "This is different," he insisted. Sonja regarded him intently then looked at his mother. "I see what you mean. It's more than just the intellect. There's much more there." "Told you. Now for a real treat. Anthony, I'd like for you to give Sonja a hug." The boy nodded and stepped forward. Sonja gave her lover a quizzical look and then met the boy with outstretched arms. The young woman quickly found herself engulfed in a strong yet surprisingly gentle pair of arms. She didn't feel so much pressed against him as enfolded in a warmth that radiated from all that body mass. Her own arms snaked around his back as she rested her head against his chest. She was released after what felt to be an entirely too short a time. She stepped back and looked up at the small smile and then over at the boy's mother. "Whew. That could have gone on for an hour or two longer. Some girl is going to be very very lucky." "Someone already is. She's tall, blonde and beautiful and they seem very well matched to each other. I'm very jealous," his mom teased as Anthony blushed a bit. Sonja smiled and laughed and gestured for them to move to the kitchen where she had a light lunch set up. Anthony sat quietly and ate while the two women talked about his fledgling college career. Then he was drawn into the conversation with some gentle questions raised by Sonja, who asked Anthony if he wouldn't mind if she talked to him now and again to help her with her graduate research. He nodded his agreement. He noticed that the two women sat in close proximity and there would often be a touch of hand on arm, or hand to hand, and what he was pretty sure was some leg and foot action under the table. He leaned down to whisper in his mom's ear. When he leaned back she was smiling widely and she pulled his face back to kiss him lightly on the lips. In response to Sonja's quizzical look she said, "He wanted to know if we wanted some time alone. He thought he could walk over to the campus library and do some reading." Sonja smiled and reached over to take Anthony's hand and said, "That is so sweet, Anthony. But that won't really be necessary, will it, love?" "Oh, no, I don't think so, dearheart." Anthony looked at the two women in confusion for a moment and then realization dawned and with it that welcome and familiar tingle in his pants. He wondered how it would unfold. Both women rose from their chairs and came to either side of the boy. Arms were draped around his shoulders as his mother explained. "You see, dear, Sonja and I share an interest in more than just education. We, of course, are interested in sex with other women but we also share a love of large things, really large things. Remember when I told you about our first time together?" He nodded. "And about the double headed dildo we were using?" Again the nod. "Well, it was rather a large one and as Sonja was using it on me she asked me how I was enjoying it." As the explanation continued, the hands that weren't holding his shoulders were rubbing across the front of his torso and down across his stomach. The feeling in his trousers was growing and so was the bulge down the one leg. "As it was, I was feeling pretty good and I wasn't being very careful so I replied something to the affect that it felt really good but not nearly as good as my son's. Sonja found that to be very interesting and as she rammed that big dildo in and out of my pussy, she asked for more details." Anthony looked over at the younger woman who smiled at him, her eyes bright and she took the opportunity to lean in and kiss him soundly for a few moments. She was smiling even more when she backed off. "So, after telling her all about how magnificent you are, she begged me to introduce you to her. Is that alright with you, sweetheart." Anthony looked at his mother and nodded. Sonja gave a little squeal and both women proceeded to help Anthony from his chair and lead him into the living room. They stood him before the couch and his mom ran her hand over his bulge and said, "See, Sonja dear, I wasn't kidding." "Omigod," the exotic woman murmured, as a delicate hand reached out and she slid her fingertips over the length of the strained fabric. "That's incredible." "Sweetheart, you have no idea. But first things first. Anthony, sit down, dear. We have a little something to show you," his mom purred. Anthony sat down slowly, his cock straining hard to get out of his pants. The two women stepped back and wrapped their arms around each other and began kissing passionately. As they were nearly a match in height, various body parts lined up almost perfectly, so as they kissed, tits rubbed on tits, and pussies rubbed on thighs. They both had double handfuls of ass and were pulling hard. Anthony was enjoying it immensely. A fleeting thought shot through his mind, wondering if Jessie had ever played with a girl. He'd have to find a way to ask. But for now he concentrated on the show in front of him. After a while the hands came off the asses and began to find buttons and zippers and soon the two lovers were grinding against each other with just thin layers of lace or satin or whatever between them in a few strategic spots while everywhere else it was skin to skin. Anthony was fascinated by the look of Sonja. He could more clearly see that the dark skin was stretched over lean muscle that shifted and flexed as she moved against his mom. It was an amazing contrast to the pale, smooth, almost soft, image of his mom. By now his cock hurt so much that he took it upon himself to pop his pants button and undo the zipper. This helped but he needed his pants off and soon. Fortunately, it would happen soon enough. After what seemed an eternity, his mom and her lover pulled apart a bit and regarded him from within the circle of each others arms. "So what do you think, sweetheart. Isn't she something?" his mom asked. "Incredible," was his response. "Why thank you, kind sir," Sonja said with an impish grin, although her eyes were blazing. "Such courtesy deserves a reward, don't you think?" "Oh, yes. I think he's suffered enough. Let's help him out," his mom replied, just as impishly. The two barely clad women approached Anthony and perched on the edge of the couch on either side of him. Each took a hold of the shoe on their side and tugged it off. Then they grabbed his pants and tugged them free. His boxers where bunched up a bit so his cock had grown below the edge of the leg on Sonja's side. Her almond shaped eyes got very round and she said, "Oh, my," as she let her fingers just touch the head. "He is magnificent." "Just wait." The two ladies pulled off his shirt and then began the grand reveal. As his boxers slid down over his thighs, more and more of the shaft became visible and Sonja was almost drooling as the full extent of his cock came into view. "Jesus Christ, love. This puts our little love toy to shame." "I told you so," his mom said with a throaty chuckle. "And it feels so much better than it looks." Anthony's mom took hold of the thick shaft in both hands and raised it up so that the big spongy head was pointing straight at Sonja's lips. The younger woman looked at Anthony and asked, "May I?" He nodded. Her head came down and some of her long dark hair shifted forward to brush his thigh. She kissed the head with her dark lips and then let her tongue sweep across, taking a bit of precum with it. She moaned, then sighed, and then let her lips begin the long slide, first enveloping the head and then feeling the taught skin of the shaft as she worked more and more into her mouth. She felt one of the boys big hands come to rest on her back, then begin to slowly stroke up and down to her ass cheeks and back. Through her haze of lust she marveled how soft and gentle that big hand was. His mom was by no means ideal. First she stretched up and kissed her son passionately then worked her lips down his chest to lick and suck his nipples. Then she dipped her head down and began licking and sucking his big balls. Eventually she and Sonja began switching off, first one then the other sucking his big dick while her lover worked over his balls. They also managed to do some serious tongue kissing, often with his big wet cock head pressed between their lips. It took a bit of doing but eventually Anthony felt his balls begin to tighten and his hips began to move, then buck until finally with a loud grunt he began to shoot his load. Both woman squealed in delight as stream after stream of hot sticky cum fired from the tip of his cock. It hit their faces, splashed in their hair and some landed on his chest and belly. There was a lot of it, and the two lesbian lovers reveled in it. Once he had finished cumming and he slouched back into the couch, his cock was covered in tongues and lips to clean up the sticky mess. Then they worked on each other, cleaning away splotches from faces and hair. Finally, they went after the strands that had laced across his hairless torso. When they were done, they snuggled into him, each with an arm around their shoulders as he cradled them almost protectively. He received kisses on his side and chest and then the two began to talk across his chest. "So, how was that for an introduction?" his mom asked her lover. "Holy crap, love. What a monster. I loved how it felt in my mouth and hands. And his cum tastes so good. But I also love the way he touches you, so soft and tender and loving. Just like his hugs." "Yes," his mom said with a sigh. "He's always been like that. It's like he says 'I love you' with his hands, not his voice. Of course, these days, when I get hugged, my feet barely touch the floor." They both chuckled at this and then Sonja's expression go serious. "But now I need to know what this feels like inside me. Come on, lets get him on the big bed." With smiles, the two women stood up, took Anthony by a hand each and got him off the couch and into the bedroom. It was a decent sized room but it was practically filled by a huge king sized bed. Sonja had explained that she got it from her grandparents estate, claimed it had sentimental value. She really just wanted to have a big playing field for her imagined sexual adventures. "Okay, lover," Sonja said to Anthony, "climb on up there." "Wait," he said. "What's wrong?" He just shook his head, then knelt on one knee in front of her and reached around to undo the clasp of her bra and pulled it off. Her exposed nipples were nearly black and hard as little thumbs. He leaned in and sucked in her nipple and a good bit of her tit. Sonja gasped and then wrapped her arms around his head and pulled him tight as she groaned at the sensations he gave licking and sucking her tits, moving from one to the other and back. After a bit of this foreplay, he hooked his thumbs in the waistband of her thong panties and slid them off her legs. Letting go of her tit with a pop, he lifted Sonja straight up and brought her pussy to his mouth and began to lick, suck and tongue fuck her. The woman's reaction went from surprise to delight to ecstasy, the last stage being helped by the tongue that Anthony's mom was working into her tight little asshole. The older woman had darted around behind her lover as soon as she saw her son lift the younger woman up. Sonja responded by wrapping her legs around Anthony's neck and pulling his face in tight. She rode him until she spasmed through a heavy orgasm that left her limp. Anthony turned and lowered her slowly to the bed, where the exotic beauty lay like a ragdoll. His mom climbed onto the bed and began raining kisses on her lover's face and neck. Sonja finally reached up and returned a few and then looked at the boy/man who was kneeling at the edge of the bed. She smiled wanly and said, "Oh, my, thank you so much for that. I'd like to ask why, though." "To get you ready," he replied. "You mean I wasn't ready before?" she teased. "Not for this," he said as he stood up and his cock stood straight out from his body, the head flared and red, dripping precum. She said nothing. She just scooted back up the bed and then spread her legs and held her arms out to him. He crawled up onto the bed and got himself into position between her legs. He looked to his mother who was kneeling beside them and she nodded, reaching in to take hold of his cock and bringing the head to her lover's pussy. She rubbed the head up and down the dark lips and then let it rest at the entrance to her hole. Anthony leaned in and began to push. "Oh, god," Sonja groaned. Anthony leaned in a bit more and he felt the resistance give way and the head disappeared. "Oh, fuck..." He pushed some more, going easy as his mother had taught him. She in turned had moved up to recline alongside the younger woman, putting her arms around the other's shoulders, watching as that big thick dick slowly disappeared into that warm tight pussy. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," Sonja mumbled as she absorbed the massive cock of her lover's son. When Anthony was a little more than half way in he stopped and pulled back and then stroked in again, stopping at the same point. Sonja looked at him and said, "Don't you dare hold back. Give me all of that big fat fucker, baby, split me open," she said hoarsely as her legs came up around his hips and she grabbed hold of his arms. He nodded and then began pushing deeper, feeling her pussy slowly yielding to finally take it all in. Then he began to fuck her with long, deep strokes. Her hips rose and fell in time and her head came to rest on Anthony's mom's now exposed tits. She played with her nipples with one hand as she cradled her younger lover's head with the other. Anthony picked up the pace and he heard his mother say, "That's it, baby, pound that big dick into her. Let her know what it feels like to be fucked by a real cock." He looked at his mother and saw that her eyes were glassy and a bit unfocused. Glancing down he could see that her panties were soaked through. Sonja was mumblimg incoherently and at least twice her body stiffened and twitched as she whimpered through her orgasms. Finally, he felt that familiar tug and he knew he was going to come. He stroked in and out of that tight pussy until he couldn't hold on and quickly withdrew, grabbing his cock in one hand and began to spray cum all over the two women. They squealed in delight as stream after stream splashed onto them. When he finally shot his last bit, he lowered himself down, trapping Sonja's lower body beneath him as he pushed his face into the front of his mother's panties and began to lick her pussy through the wet material. She let out a squeal again and hunched against his face. He managed to get the material aside and he plunged his thick tongue past her drenched lips until his mother grabbed the back of his head in both hands and held his face tight to her as she bucked through a gut wrenching cum. When she finally fell back on the bed, releasing his head, he gently rolled to the side, laying on his back with Sonja at his side. She had managed to gain some of her senses back and she slowly rolled so she came to lay on him, her leg over his, her soaked pussy against one hip. His mother eventually crawled over to lay on his other side. He wrapped them both in his arms and they drifted off for a nap. It was late in the afternoon when he was awakened by the feel of soft kisses landing here and there. When he raised his head he saw that both women were working their lips on his chest and neck. "Ah, there's my baby," his mother said softly. As Anthony looked down, his mother moved up and covered his mouth with hers as she gave him a long lingering kiss. This was followed by another from Sonja. Which she was done she raised herself up on one arm and said, "That was the most amazing thing I've ever experienced, baby. Your mom is so right. You are so much better than some piece of rubber." This was followed by another kiss and then by mutual consent they rolled off the bed and helped each other to the bathroom. The shower stall wasn't particularly big, but it was big enough for one oversized teen and two small women. And it was certainly big enough for them to rinse off the dried cum and pussy fluids and then soap each other up. By the time they were clean and dried off they felt much more refreshed and Sonja suggested a bite to eat. No one felt the slightest inclination to put on clothes so while Anthony sat at the table, he was treated to the sight of two beautiful naked women, so different in appearance but similar in desires, moving about the kitchen, occasionally touching or kissing briefly. As they ate, Sonja told Anthony a little about her life story. She was in fact the product of quite a diverse ethnic background. Polynesian, Southeast Asian, Sub-Saharan African and both Northern and Southern European all played a part and his terse comment, "Very beautiful," earned him a smile and kiss. He received some questions about Jessie and the story of their meeting slowly unfolded. When he said all he would, which excluded anything about sex, Sonja looked across at his mom and said, "Seems appropriate. Both of them teaching the other." When they were finished they went into the living room for a while, sitting on the couch. The mood was light and playful and eventually the two women wound up on Anthony's lap, one to a thigh, their arms around his neck, his around their waists and lips anywhere they wanted to go. It was nearly five o'clock when mother and son had to take their leave. As before, Sonja declined to dress and took her leave of her lovers in her favorite attire. Once more she was wrapped in that big all encompassing hug and she melted into him. Anthony reached out and drew his mother in and for a few moments the three shared each other. After final kisses the two were off. Anthony and his mom shared a hug all the way down to the lobby and then walked arm in arm to the car. When they got home, they shed their clothes again but didn't do anything more then sit together on the couch watching TV. Well before midnight, he felt his mom slump against his side, her even breathing telling him she was asleep. Gently, he lifted her up and carried her to her bed, and then joined her, wrapping her up and falling asleep. When he woke up, he was alone. He found a note that told him his mother had taken his advice and was going to take the car for tires and to see about a few other things. He was eating breakfast when he heard a knock at the back door. He called out for whoever it was to come in. He smiled when he saw Jessie hurry into the kitchen and wrap her arms around his shoulders as she bent down to kiss him. She sat down in the chair next to him and said, "Okay, tell me all about it. How did it go?" He swallowed his cereal and said, "Good. I'm in. Full ride." "Omigod, they gave you a full scholarship? That is so terrific. I'm so happy for you," she said and leaned in to kiss him again. "Do you have to do anything this summer." He shook his head and said, "No, just orientation at the end." "So we have the whole summer to ourselves?" she asked, her eyes bright. He nodded. Then he added, "Met Mom's girlfriend, too." "Your mom has a girlfriend. You mean like a friend who's a girl or an actual girlfriend?" she asked. "A real girlfriend." "Wow. You guys really are an interesting family." "Mom is out. You'll hang around so you can meet her?" he asked. "I get to finally meet your mom? Cool." Jessie was indeed happy that she would finally meet Anthony's mother. It had been a few weeks and she thought maybe Anthony didn't want to have them meet or something. After he finished breakfast they sat on the couch and hugged and kissed for a while but nothing heavy. Then they played a few hands of cards to while away the morning until they heard the car pull into the driveway. Anthony knew that if his mother blew the horn twice it meant she needed help to carry things, but since he heard nothing he waited. Both teens looked toward the kitchen waiting for his mom. When she came through she was already speaking. "Sweetheart, the tires are taken care of but....oh, hello there. You must be Jessie," she said, moving forward with her hands out. Jessie stood up, a little self conscious of how she towered over her boyfriend's mother. She wasn't completely surprised by the fact that she was wrapped up in a tight hug and then got a kiss on the cheek, but somewhat. The older woman was stepping back and holding her by both hands and smiling at her. "My goodness, Anthony did say you were a beauty but he undersold it by a bit," his mom said then laughed as she saw the girl blushing. "I'm so pleased to meet you. Anthony, darling, would you mind giving us a few minutes alone. Just a bit of girl talk." He nodded, stood up and with a smile for them both, he walked out of the room towards his own. Jessie watched him go and then looked back at the smaller woman, with some nervousness. "Now, don't you worry, my dear. Nothing serious, just a chance to talk without my son getting embarrassed. You know how boys can be." Jessie smiled and sat down on the couch with Anthony's mom at short distance away. "First of all, I want you to know that I am truly happy that you and my son met. I'm sure you are well aware he's not like other boys and I had worried he might not ever find anyone. Now, I'm not suggesting you two are going to get married and live happily ever after, but I wasn't really sure he would ever take that step. Now I know it can, and will, happen. And who knows, maybe it will be you." At this, Jessie blushed again but she looked at Anthony's mom straight in the eye and said, "I think your son is the most wonderful boy I've ever met. I don't know what he told you but he was willing to help a perfect stranger at the drop of a hat. He's so kind and understanding and so gentle. It's like I'm a different person since I've met him. As to the rest of it, I'm willing to go wherever it takes me." "I'm glad you see all those things, sweetheart. That boy has an interesting road to travel. I'd hoped he wouldn't have to travel it alone. Now," the olde woman said, reaching out to pat Jessie on the knee, then pulling her hand back, "there is something else we should discuss." "Yes, ma'am?" "I know this may sound strange coming from his mother, but if you aren't already, you should be aware that my son is gifted in several different ways. I know you are aware of how intelligent he is, and his ability to understand, well, peoples feelings. He is rather gifted in another way as well." Jessie was turning bright red at this point and had to look away. Anthony's mother reached out and took hold of her hand. "Don't be embarrassed, dear. Seeing you and knowing how the boy feels about you, I'd have to think you couldn't help but notice. It's completely natural. What I want you to know is that where ever your relationship takes you, Anthony would never, ever intentionally hurt you. But you both need to be careful, and take your time. Learn about each other. Tell each other what does and doesn't work for you. He'll listen to you and respect your wishes. Don't be afraid to tell him. Alright, dear?" "Yes, ma'am. You're right, it is kinda weird talking like this, but I appreciate it. I can tell you really love your son and want him to be happy. I want that for him, too." "I so glad to hear that. Now, I was just stopping off to let Anthony know what I was up to. I have some more running around to do. Why don't you children enjoy your day and you can join us for dinner, how does that sound?" "That would be lovely, thank you, Mrs. McDonald," Jessie said with a smile. "Wonderful. Wait right here," she said, leaning in to kiss the girls cheek again and then getting up to go fetch her son. Within ten minutes, Jessie and Anthony were alone again on the couch. Jessie reached over and took his hands in hers and said, "Your mom is really rather wonderful. We had a nice little chat and she made me feel very good about a few things. One thing she suggested was that we be careful because of your special gift and that I should make sure I tell you what I want and feel and you'll respect those wishes, is that right?" Anthony nodded. "Wonderful. Here's what I want first," she said and then she threw her arms around his neck and began a blistering, tongue sucking kiss that pinned him back into the couch. She climbed up to straddle his legs and ground her massive tits against his chest. He had his arms around her and pulled her tight. It wasn't long before he had his hands on her ass and could feel his cock growing down his leg. This went on for some minutes until she sat back on his lap and took his face in both hands and said, "Okay, now what I want is for us to go into your room, we strip naked and then after I suck on that gorgeous amazing cock of yours, you use it to fuck me silly. You'll do that for me?" He nodded his head and gave her the widest smile she had yet seen. To her it was more poignant then a Shakespeare sonnet. She climbed off his lap and took him by the hand and they walked down to his room. They went in and Jessie closed the door. Without hesitation she began to unbutton the blouse she wore while Anthony worked his polo shirt up over his head. As Jessie reached back to undo her bra she marveled at the expanse of bare chest he had exposed and she wondered if he was finished growing or not. His eyes were all for her as her bra dropped away and those big sloping tits came fully into view. She rubbed them for a bit and said, "It feels so good to get that thing off. If I had the choice I think I'd go naked, or at least topless, all the time." Then she went to work on her jeans shorts while he dropped his cargo shorts to the floor. As he began to push down his boxers she said, "Wait, let me do that. Hold on until I get these off." Her shorts were tight and she had to shimmy them down, taking her panties along for the ride. When she stood up her smoothly shaved pussy was glistening as their make out session had her incredibly horny. She covered the distance to Anthony in two strides and then she went to her knees and while looking up at him she took hold of his shorts and slowly tugged them down. She didn't break eye contact until his cock sprung free. The she looked at it as it bobbed and dropped his shorts, which he stepped out of. She used her two hands to take hold of his big dick and stroked it gently. She blew on the tip a bit and then kissed it. Her hands lightly stroked along it's length and then with a final smile for him she opened her mouth and took it in. First the head and then about half the shaft followed. She sucked and stroked and covered as much as she could with her saliva, letting it run down the shaft and begin to leak onto his balls. She lowered her head a bit and angled her neck and keep moving her lips on the shaft, getting more and more of it in. Finally she pulled off, having left about two inches untouched. She licked the head a few times and said to him, "One of these days, I promise, I'll swallow the whole thing." Then the head was back in her mouth and she concentrated on a more conservative blowjob. He was lightly holding her head, just to feel the softness of her hair. His hips were moving back and forth, adding some face fucking to her sucking. Finally, she had had enough of the preliminaries and she let the massive and now very slick cock slide from her mouth and she stood up. She slipped onto the bed and lay on her back. Her legs were spread and she said, "Come on, lover. Come and take me. Make me feel like I've always wanted to." His first move was to get his head between her thighs and work her pussy over with his tongue, lips and fingers. He spent a quarter of an hour until he felt she was wet enough for what she was asking for. After the first five minutes she was begging to be fucked, but he wasn't going to rush this. Finally he judge things were right and he raised himself up and looked down at the long lean body, the huge, somewhat pancaked tits and the disheveled hair from all the flailing she had been doing. Her chest was heaving but her eyes were alight and she smiled as she saw him bring his big cock up to her pussy for the first time. She pulled her legs back and up. Her hands when out to take hold of his arms. His cock was so hard and rigid he didn't need to lend a hand to keep it on target. He moved his hips to rub the head over the wet puffy lips and then as he felt her nudge her hips forward he pushed his down to meet them. There was a moments resistance and then he felt the head pop through. Jessie's head went back and she gripped his arms tight but her legs wrapped around his hips and began to draw him in. There was no mistaking that she wanted him and she wanted him now. He began the push and pull that was opening her up without overwhelming her and in a surprisingly short time was buried balls deep in the girl. Her breathing was heavy, with occasional gasps as he hit bottom. Her legs squeezed his hips and her heels were drumming on his ass. Her arms were wrapped around his shoulders as she pulled him down, crushing her tits but allowing her to get her lips on his. He had the full length of his cock sawing in and out and it wasn't long before the first of a nearly continuous string of orgasms ripped through her. Neither could tell how long it took but finally, he couldn't hold back anymore but because she was holding on so tightly, the best he could do was get the last bit of his cock out on the last backward stroke and he fired off stream after stream aimed at her pussy, lower stomach and thighs. The feel of hot cum on these sensitive areas had her squealing through a last cum of her own, with fluids dripping from her pussy. When both were spent, she still wouldn't let go. She seemed more than willing to remain pinned to the bed by his weight, their lips fused together and a serious mess leaking and dripping onto his sheets. Eventually, they both came to the surface and she took hold of his face with her hands and held it just far enough away so she could focus on him. "That was so much better than I could ever hope for," she said, still gasping for air. "What did I ever do to deserve this?" she added as she pulled his head down to bury her face in his neck. It took a little more time but it finally began to sink in that they were in an uncomfortable position. His weight was stifling her breathing. Her legs kept him in place with his legs and cock against the wet sticky sheets, so they began to pull apart. That was when he heard her start to laugh, and after a bit she started to cry. This surprised and upset him. Had he been too rough, should he have backed off even though she seemed to want it that way? As he pulled back onto his knees she kept coming forward and then wrapped her arms around him and buried her face in his chest. He held on to her as best he could and hoped she'd be able to explain it to him. As the crying continued, Anthony began to worry. In fact, if his mother had seen the look on his face and the way he was trying to comfort Jessie she would have thought he was panicking. She wouldn't have been wrong. "Jessie, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Something about his tone or what he said, or both, got through to her and with a loud sniffle she pushed back and looked at him with teary eyes. "Sweetheart, you're sorry for what?" "I hurt you." "Oh, no. No, you didn't hurt me," she exclaimed. She raised up on her knees and pulled his head down and hugged it with both arms. She kissed the top of his head and then slid her hands down to cradle his face. She kissed his nose and then leaned back and said, "No, I'm not hurting. I'm happy. So very very happy. You've made me feel things I've never felt before. That I've wanted to feel for so long." "Crying?" "Oh, I just got so emotional. I guess it was the quickest way to release it. Oh my god, I thought I was going to explode there for a moment." She leaned in and kissed him, hard, with lots of tongue and passion. His arms tightened and pulled her close, her huge tits pressing into his chest. After a while, they pulled apart and sat back on the bed looking at each other. Jessie looked around and then laughed. "I think we need to clean this up before your mom gets back. She seems pretty cool but this might be a bit much." Anthony nodded and smiled a bit and climbed off the bed, offering his hand to help Jessie up. "Such a gentleman, and so sexy," she teased with a smile as she reached out to stroke his broad chest. Despite being naked, they stripped the sheets off the bed and carried them to the laundry room. Jessie was pleasantly surprised to see that Anthony didn't hesitate to take charge of getting the sheets into the machine, adding the proper soap and softener and pushing the right buttons. She put her arms around his naked waist and said, "Don't tell me you know how to cook, too?" He raised his hand with thumb and forefinger just slightly apart. "A little bit, huh," she smiled, kissing his neck. "You?" "Oh, yes. I love to cook. Your mom invited me for dinner, maybe I could help. You know, get in good." "Already there, love." "Hmm, keep calling me that," she said, pressing up against him. "I guess now it's our turn to get cleaned up." He nodded and led her to the big bathroom off his mom's bedroom and they got in and let the hot water rinse them clean. They added plenty of soap and lots of hands and lips. Neither seemed to be in the mood to build to orgasm, instead enjoying the low level buzz that was coursing through both of them. When the hot water began to run out they took the hint and rinsed off and got out and toweled each other dry. It was had to say who was enjoying it more. He loved the feel of her big tits in his hands and she reveled in the weight and girth of his cock in hers. It didn't take long before they were dressed again and sitting in the living room on the couch, cuddled up and kissing. After covering his face in soft kisses Jessie said, "Sweetie, would you like to take a walk? I know it's been a very busy day but it would be nice to be out in the fresh air for while." He nodded his agreement and off they went. They took their time and strolled arm in arm. As expected he wasn't saying much. She looked up at him and saw he had that deep thinking look on his face. "What are you thinking about, sweetie?" "Probabilities." "Ah, that again. What are you thinking about and what are the odds?" "Us. The future," he said, then looked down at her with a smile and said, "Pretty good." Anyone looking would have seen a tall blonde girl hugging the stuffing out of a even taller bulky boy. When they got back to the house, they saw the car in the driveway and knew his mother was home. Jessie looked up at him and said, "Do you think she'll notice the sheets?" "Maybe. It's okay," he replied. "Really? Wow." When they came in the back door they were greeted with a wide smile and hugs. "Hello, you two. Have you been enjoying your day?" Anthony's mom asked. "Yes, Mom." "Yes, ma'am. We just had a nice walk," Jessie offered. "Mom, Jessie wants to help with dinner," Anthony said expansively. "Well, that would be wonderful. That will give us a chance to get to know each other better," she said, and then took hold of the girls arm. "Dear, why don't you go into the kitchen and I'll be right there." Jess walked out of the living room and Anthony's mom pulled his head down and kissed him lightly and whispered in his ear. "I really like this girl, Anthony. We'll give it some more time and then perhaps we can let her in on the family secret." With another kiss she left him to join the girl and start working on dinner. Anthony stood there and thought about the possibilities.