Date: Sat, 20 Jul 2013 22:12:09 +0000
From: william michael <beau155@hotmail.com>
Subject: A Most Unusual Boy Part 4

A Most Unusual Boy, Part 4

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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.