Deciding to go along with it, kind of curious to see what this big breasted woman, not to mention her Latina booty, would look like naked, I said, trying to show my dominant side, “It’s the biggest you’ll ever have.”
“Mmmmmmmm,” Katie purred, before she looked up at my face again and this time gasped, her unasked question suddenly answered, “Oh, my God.”
“Don’t say it,” Mom said.
“You little slut,” she teased Mom with a huge grin.
“Actually she’s the big, submissive, obedient variety of slut,” I corrected.
“I bet she is,” Katie mused.
“Hey, you did it first,” Mom pointed out, as I suspected I knew what they were talking about but still wasn’t sure.
“Well, better late than never,” Katie smirked, as she reached directly to my crotch and whispered to us both, “Go to Booth Three.”
I groaned as she squeezed my cock before walking away.
“How do you know her?” I asked.
“High school,” Mom answered.
“Aaaah,” I said. “And now she works at a sex shop.”
“Don’t judge,” Mom scolded, her motherly tone still able to appear at a moment’s notice.
“Sorry,” I said, agreeing ‘who was I to judge?’
“Plus, do you know she makes more in a year than I do?” she pointed out.
“Working at a sex shop?”
“Owning four of them,” Mom corrected me.
“Oh!” I said, realization hitting me as I realized I had prejudged Mom’s friend exactly the way I hated to be prejudged.
“Do you guys fuck?” I asked, loving to be able to ask blunt questions of my mother while also learning about her secret complexities, as Mom led me out of the toy section, past a costume section where Mom had likely gotten the costume earlier today, to a hallway marked ‘Video Booths’.
“We have done,” Mom answered, as we entered Booth Three and I realized I was in a glory hole room. It was tiny and had a bench, a small television screen in the front wall with porn playing, and holes in each side wall.
Mom said, “Before I had my own personal cum producer, I came here to get my fix when I was craving it.”
“You frequent glory holes?” I asked, this somehow more shocking to me than everything else I’d learned.
“Not all the time,” she answered, “but it was a quick and efficient way to get the cum I craved.”
“Crazy,” I said, as she fished out my cock. I added, “At least now you have your own home-grown cream whenever you crave it.”
“Yes, fortunately I do,” she smiled, stroking my cock to full erection.
“Crazy,” I repeated, more to myself than her.
“Katie and I did a lot of crazy things in our senior year,” Mom teased, as she licked my shaft.
“Like what?” I asked, curious. I loved to learn more of my sweet mother’s secret nasty side.
“Well we had a threesome with her dad,” she said.
“Oh,” I said, yet another shock in this whirlwind filled with them.
“Your mother has been a secret slut for a long time,” she smiled, talking in third person, taking my cock in her mouth.
“So I’m learning,” I said, trying to imagine my mother as a teenage slut, a college slut, as anything but my slut.
There was a knock at the door. Mom stopped sucking me and opened it.
Katie walked in. The tiny room was suddenly very crowded even after I sat down to make some room.
“I see you started without me,” Katie smiled, looking at my big, fat and very exposed cock.
“It’s literally irresistible,” Mom smiled, as she stroked it fondly.
“Shit, he’s bigger even than that dirt bag ex of yours,” Katie said, really analyzing my cock.
Mom agreed, “And he can reload in seconds.”
“Mmmmmm,” Katie smiled as she added, “Let me take a look at that pija up close and personal.”
Mom and Katie swapped places which was awkward in the cramped space made for one, and then Katie lowered herself in front of me.
She asked, as she stroked my cock, “Has your mother told you… don’t bother denying it… that she ate my cunt pretty much every day of our senior year?”
“She did not,” I said, looking up at Mom.
“I was getting to it,” Mom said.
“She did share with me she and you had a threesome with your dad,” I said.
“More than once,” Katie smiled, as she swirled her tongue around my thick mushroom top.
“What else did you two do together?” I asked.
“Gangbang at prom,” Katie said.
“Lesbian foursome with our science teacher,” Mom added.
“Getting fisted together by a butch lesbian at the lake,” Katie continued.
“Lesbian orgy at church retreat,” Mom upped the ante.
“A lesbian orgy at a church retreat?” I repeated, this vision one of the hottest I could ever imagine.
“Some of the dirtiest sinners are regular church goers,” Mom reported.
“Yes, because they can conveniently ask for forgiveness,” Katie joked, before taking my cock in her mouth.
“As they get baptised by cunt cum,” Mom added.
“Plus, they are usually repressed and once that fire is awakened, they explode into slutty sinners,” Katie added.
“Fucking hot,” I moaned, Katie definitely having sucked a few cocks in her life.
“She was called Cum Queen Katie in high school,” Mom revealed.
Katie took my cock out of her mouth to add, “And your mother was Moaning Joan.”
“And she was also Backdoor Booty,” Mom added.
“And your mother was Cunt-Munching Jones,” Katie said, that one not as catchy, I thought.
“The fact grandma named you Joan when your last name was Jones has always baffled me,” I pointed out.
“My father likes alliteration,” Mom sighed.
“Then that explains why your sister is a Jennifer,” I acknowledged.
Katie quit sucking and asked Mom, “Can I fuck him?”
“Ask him, he’s the Master,” Mom said, making our relationship clear.
“That’s not at all surprising, knowing Joan,” Katie told me. “May I fuck you then, Joan’s Master?”
“My name is Kevin, nice to meet you Katie, and yes, you may fuck me,” I nodded agreeably.
“By the way,” she continued as she stood up and lifted her dress up to her waist, “I was your mother’s first Mistress.”
I looked at Mom and she shrugged, “What can I say, I’ve always been submissive.”
“Could you imagine if the lawyers whose nuts you crush knew this?” I said, knowing she was a ball buster in the courtroom.
“They’d never believe it,” Mom said, as Katie turned around, pulled her panties to the side and lowered herself onto my cock, as unfortunately I didn’t get time for much of a look at her big booty. “I keep my professional and slut lives separate.”
“So you do,” I moaned, as the Latina engulfed my cock.
Curious, I reached around and cupped her breasts… or tried to. They were so fucking massive I couldn’t get my arms around her and grab them fully.
“They always go to my tits,” Katie chuckled, as she began riding me.
“Who wouldn’t?” Mom asked, as she reached for her friend’s dress and pulled it up and off, although it wasn’t a smooth process at all. “Although your ass is bootylicious too.”
“You sure never could resist either of them,” Katie added.
“Your booty and boobies have always been spectacular,” Mom added, as she unclasped the bra that managed to help Katie defy gravity.
“Even when I was nursing,” Katie revealed, as she rode me, the idea of Mom sucking on those massive tits while they were full of milk incredibly taboo and hot.
“I do love homemade milk,” Mom smiled naughtily, looking first at Katie’s tits and then my crotch.
“Let’s see those fucking big tits,” I ordered, frustrated I couldn’t see them or play with them.
“I was wondering if he would take charge,” Katie said, as she stood up, turned around, each of her massive tits literally larger than my head, pulled my legs around so my cock was at the end of the bench, and lowered herself back on my stiff rod.