"Yeah, they look really soft and squishy."
"Jane," Emma asked, looking over at the mother, "would you be OK with him squeezing them, just so he can know what big breasts feel like?"
The mother seemed a bit reluctant, but nodded. "Sure, if it's for learning purposes that should be ok," she replied.
"Henry, why don't you stand up then. Perhaps the two of you could start by sharing a hug," Emma suggested. "That way Henry can feel what it's like to have big heavy breasts crushed against his chest."
Mother and son embraced for a delicious tit-squashing hug. Henry had never felt anything so wonderfully warm, soft and spongy against him. Her hardened nipples prodded against his flesh teasingly. When they separated, the teen stared at his mom's huge ballooning knockers like a kid in a candy store.
"Go ahead, honey...you can squeeze on them," his mom softly assured him.
Henry reached out and took two great-big handfuls of tit-flesh. His fingers sunk into his mom's fatty boobs, getting a sense of their immense size and weight. He looked up at his mom a moment to see her giving him a blushing smile.
"Are these the two things that are getting you erect while we're at home?" she asked teasingly.
"Uh-huh," he responded.
Emma stood beside them, watching the boy handle his mother's oversized boobs. "A woman's breasts play an important part in sex between two people, Henry," she said.
"Why's that?" he asked.
"A woman gets aroused by having her breasts squeezed and sucked on. When she gets aroused, slippery sexual fluid will secrete from her vaginal walls. This will aid in lubricating a man's penis during sexual intercourse."
"Can I try sucking?" Henry brazenly asked, looking up into his mom's eyes.
Jane seemed stupefied for a moment. It wasn't that she didn't want him to. She desperately did. Having her tits sucked on was one of the things she missed the most about sex. However, she wasn't sure if that was stepping too far over the line. She looked at Sister Emma for guidance. "Is that ok?"
"For the sake of education, I believe God would understand," she answered. "Why don't the two of you move back to the sofa, where you can be more comfortable while Henry sucks on your nipples."
Jane sat down first. Her knockers bobbled as her ass hit the cushion. She looked at her boy and patted her lap. "Come lay your head down, honey," she softly invited.
Henry was quick to comply, sprawling across the couch and laying his head on his mom's lap. Before he knew it, her engorged nipple was lowered to his mouth and he began sucking.
Jane clenched her toes as a powerful surge of arousal swept through her sexy body. Her boy's entire face was smothered beneath her tit. His mouth was circled around the fringe of her areola, so he could gorge himself on the flesh of her papilla.
The mother looked down at her son's hard pink dick as it bobbed stiffly on his loins. "My goodness he's just...beautiful!" she thought, watching his hips squirm. Pre-jizz dripped from his peter-hole showing his arousal-level.
"Ohhh, look how excited he is," Emma beamed, kneeling down on the floor next to the boy.
"He can hardly keep his hips still," the mother giggled, fascinated by his humping movements.
"That's because a boy's sexual instinct is to thrust. He's inadvertently going through the motions of sexual intercourse."
"He's leaking a lot from the tip too," Jane observed, staring at her boy's cock-head. "I don't think his penis has lost one bit of it's rigidity."
"Teenage erections usually don't," the Sister stated. "Once they become engorged with blood they can remain completely turgid for hours."
"That's SO amazing!" the mother exclaimed, staring at her boy's boner with goo-goo eyes. She was like someone who'd been food deprived staring at a juicy sirloin steak.
They watched his dick throb and twitch, making another gob of pre-spunk drool from his meatus. "More goo!" his mom giggled, then gasped from the feel of her boy sucking hard at her nipple.
"Yes, he has a healthy flow of pre-ejaculatory fluid. That'll make him VERY effective at making babies."
"Because of pre-cum's high PH levels, right?" Jane asked.
"Exactly! The vagina's PH is highly acidic. A high volume of pre-ejaculate will change those levels and promote sperm survival."
"Sounds like my son has a penis made for breeding," Jane stated with a smile, while watching her boy slowly thrust his pecker up and down. "And he's certainly got the moves to go along with it."
"Sucking on your nipples is highly stimulating him. Why don't we put our hands back on his erection, to offer some relief," Emma suggested.
Henry snarled with lust, gasping for air, since his entire face was sunk down into the squishy softness of his mom's tit. He felt their hands around his prick, beating it's tender length with perfect corkscrew strokes.
He suctioned his cheeks, pulling more flesh into his mouth. His tongue lashed around, beating against the rubbery nub of his mom's distended nipple.
"Such a big hard boy!" his mom's voice cooed, staring at his cock.
"Ready for wild sexual intercourse!" Emma added.
"Whoever it's with will get SO much pleasure!" Jane stated. "I just know he'll have them crying out in ecstasy!"
"Is your mother right, Henry?" the Sister asked. "Are you gonna provide women with wild orgasms? Are you going to make them bathe your prick in their female ejaculations?"
Their hot words and squeezing strokes were making the boy's dick tingle with wonderful sensations. They could tell by the frantic pumping of his hips that he was about to cum, so they stroked him faster. "Someone's about spurt I think!" Emma announced.
"Do you want me to cover it with my hand?" Jane quickly asked, since her circled fist was closest to his tip.
"No, let this handsome boy throw his ropes into the air!" Emma responded.
No sooner did she say that then Henry let out a guttural grunt and a huge geyser of cock-cream erupted from his penis. The two women watched in lustful fascination as a half-dozen cords of semen pulsed from his piss-slit, rising high into air before splashing down onto the teen. The boy whimpered against his mom's big tit as he felt their experienced hands milk his load out.
After they cleaned Henry up and got dressed, Sister Emma led them to the door. "I'll see you both in two days for our next lesson," she informed them.
"Thank you, sister," Jane muttered sweetly.
"Yeah, thanks," Henry added, still in shock by what had just happened.
On their way out they ran across Henry's dad in the hallway. "Hey, what are you two doing here?" he asked.
Both Jane and her son had guilt written all over their faces. "Sister Emma is working with Henry on some things...and um, I was just sitting in to offer any assistance if she needed it," his wife explained.
"Oh, that Sister Emma... always so generous to share her time and her wisdom," Damian remarked. "Speaking of time, that reminds me...I have some missionary work to assist with this evening, so I'll be home later than usual."
"That's fine, honey," his wife smiled. "I'll keep a plate of food in the microwave for you."
There was an awkward silence as Henry and his mom drove home. Jane finally peeked over at him. "You don't feel bad...about what we did today, do you, honey?" the mother asked.
"No...you and Sister Emma were just helping me, right?"
"That's right. Like she said...you're just at a tough age and it's important that you have the information and knowledge that you need to feel confident around girls."
"That's true."
"Even though in God's eyes we were doing nothing wrong, it's probably better that you not talk about what went on today with anyone, ok?"
"Sure, mom...I won't say anything to anyone."
"You're an angel," she stated with a warm smile.
After serving dinner that evening and helping her daughter with her homework, Jane soaked in a hot bath. She couldn't help but stroke her clit and get herself off in the tub to thoughts of what had occurred earlier that day.
Once out of the tub, she did her hair and makeup, then sprayed herself with a little perfume. "I'm just saying goodnight to Henry. You'd think I was going on a date or something," she told herself.
She went to her closet and pulled out a colorful garment, looking at it in contemplation. "I couldn't possibly wear this, could I?" she thought.
"Studying for your test?" the mother asked as she stood in her son's doorway a short time later.
Henry was hardly able to answer as he took in what his mom was wearing. It was a turquoise robe made of sheer mesh. Easily the most revealing thing she had ever worn in front of him and she was clearly naked beneath it. "Yeah...for my, um...English test," he muttered, as his eyes drifted down her freshly shaved legs.
"Need any help?" she asked.
He certainly wanted to see more of her body, so he agreed to letting her help him.
"I hope you're OK with me wearing this in front of you?" his mom asked, stepping towards his bed. "I figured it would probably be good for you to see something like what a girl might wear for you sometime."
"I like it a lot," the boy confessed, while watching his mom's heavy breasts tremble with her every step.
Jane joined him on the bed, curling her legs to the side in a sexy seated position. She examined the papers he was studying, while letting her son gawk at her scantily clad body.
"It's nearly ten years old," the mother muttered.
"What is?"
"The robe I'm wearing. The last time I wore it was when your father and I were trying to get me pregnant with your sister."
"Why so long ago?"
"Well, intimacy isn't something your father and I share much these days, honey," she answered.
"Because of the ministry?"
"Yes. It's ok though...I know your father's doing the Lord's work and that's what's most important," Jane said unconvincingly.
"You must miss it though?" Henry asked.
"Intimacy?"
"Yes."
"Well, sure...I miss it, but it's just the way God wants it, so I accept that," the mother shared.
"What do you miss most about it?" Henry asked.
"I guess the closeness and that feeling of just...being connected."
Henry watched her readjust her silky legs. While doing so, he got a glimpse between her smooth thighs. It was just long enough to see that she had shaved her pussy. "Holy smokes! She got rid of the hair down there!" he excitedly thought.
The teen decided since his mom was being so open that he'd pry a little deeper. "Did you have a favorite way you liked to do it?" he asked.
Jane smiled, a bit surprised by his question. "A favorite...position you mean?"
"Yeah."
"Probably doggy," she answered with a slight blush.
"How does that one work?" Henry asked, although he already knew, he just wanted to hear his mom describe it.
"Well...in the doggy position, a woman is on her hands and knees, and the guy is, um...mounting her from behind," Jane explained.
"Mounting her how?"
"Well, just, um...kneeling behind her and penetrating her vagina that way."
"Can you show me?" the boy brazenly asked.
"Show you?" his mom asked in surprise. "Honey, we can't..."
"I don't mean actually have sex. I just mean show me how the position goes, with our clothes on."
"Oh, well...I suppose just for educational purposes there would be no harm in it," she said. "Get up onto your knees, honey."
While he did that, Jane maneuvered up onto her hands and knees. The boy gasped at the site of her luscious ass, which he could clearly see through the transparent mesh robe. Resting on all fours, the mom's tits nearly spilt out of the gown as their weight pushed against the flimsy fabric. She peeked back over her shoulder. "So, in the doggy position a woman is on all-fours, like this," she stated.
"So, what do I do?" Henry asked, playing stupid.
"Come up behind me and hold my hips."
Henry paused for a moment and stared at his mom's posterior. The buns of her rounded ass were slightly spread, allowing him a peek at the pink crinkled ring of her asshole. Below that were the outer lips of her vulva, closed up like a fleshy clamshell. He scooted forward and bumped his erect crotch against her meaty buttocks. "Like this?" he asked.
"Yep, this is pretty much it. Once a man's penis is inside... the rest is just thrusting."
Henry began to hump his crotch against his mom's butt, simulating a doggy-fuck. "Thrusting by the guy, right?" he asked.
"No, not always," his mom answered as she began humping her ass back against him. "A woman can thrust too."
"Oh, cool!" the boy gasped, watching the rounded cheeks of his mom's ass ripple as they beat against his midsection.
"You'll get lots of girls wanting you to do them this way," the mother stated, smiling back at him.
"I certainly won't mind that."
"I bet you won't," Jane giggled. Their bodies continued to smack together as neither one of them seemed in any hurry to stop. "A lot of girls like their asses slapped in this position," the mother pointed out.
"Can I slap yours...just for practice."
"Oh dear God, am I really gonna let him slap my ass?" she thought.
"Just for practice," his mom reiterated. "Pull my robe up over my buttocks."
Henry did as she said, exposing her lovely derriere. Her fleshy half-globes continued to hump back against him, meeting his thrusts. "Ok...give it a good slap, honey!" she directed.
Henry drew his hand back, then smacked her ass hard, making her butt-meat ripple. "Can I do it again?" he excitedly asked.
"Yes, once more!" the mother answered, becoming more sexually aroused by the second.
A loud SMACK reverberated through his bedroom as Henry's hand made contact with his mom's ass again.
"We should probably, um...stop now, honey," the mother suggested as she lowered down into the sitting position on his mattress.
"You're right though...that is a cool position."
"I've always thought so," Jane blushed. "I'm sure you'll have plenty of opportunities to enjoy it with your future conquests," she winked.
"My friends all talk about the cowgirl position, but I don't know much about that one either."
"Oh, well...that's a position where the woman's on top," Jane explained. "She straddles a man...like a horse and rides him that way."
"Wow, that one sounds cool too. Can you show me?"
"As long as we're both clear on why I'm doing this. It's just for learning purposes," his mom sternly reminded him, while rising up onto her knees.
"Of course," the boy replied, then sprawled out onto his back.
The mother gawked at the big tubular-shaped bulge beneath his underwear. A question popped from her mouth almost without thinking. "Did you wanna take your briefs off?"
Henry could hardly believe his ears. He certainly wasn't gonna say no to that one. "Sure," he answered, then quickly removed what was left of his clothing, releasing his big dick.
"You're playing with fire here, Jane," the mother warned herself, knowing that her pussy was naked also.
Jane threw her leg across his midsection, then planted her knees astride his hips. When her heated vulva made contact with the boy's erection, they both gasped in unison.
Henry's eyes were as big around as silver dollars as he gazed up his mother's torso. The turquoise robe was so transparent that she might as well have been wearing nothing at all. From this vantage point especially, her boobs looked absolutely ginormous. They ballooned out from her chest, her nipples thick and erect. His mom peeked down at him over her boobies and smiled. "Now can you see why your friends talk about this one so much?" she asked.
"Yes...totally!"
"I can show you what women do in this position, but first...we should point your erection back behind me, so it doesn't accidentally slip in," she suggested, rising up a bit.
Henry reached down and moved his boner, so it pointed backwards through the crack of his mom's ass. "Like that?" he asked.
"Perfect!"
Jane began moving up and down as if she were riding her son's cock. "A woman can do it sitting upright, like this," she said, then leaned down and rested her extended arms astride her son's head. "Or, in more of a leaning position, this way."
The wonder-stricken teen gawked at his mom's fat tits as they bobbled right above his face, threatening to slip free from the gap in her robe. He gazed down his torso and could see his mom's naked vulva humping against his lower abdomen, leaving little wet marks. "I like this one!" he said with excited breath.
"Me too!" his mother answered with obvious sexual excitement in her voice.
The boy's dick suddenly sprung back and slapped against him and his mom's pussy-lips mashed down against it. "Oops!" he muttered.
His mom giggled. "That's ok, honey...we'll be careful," she stated, continuing to hump against it. She looked over at his door. "Speaking of being careful...we should probably throw your blanket over the top of us, just in case your sister were to come in."
"That's true," Henry agreed. His mom grabbed his comforter and draped it over them, so they became shrouded in near darkness. Now her body seemed to really be moving with heated intensity. Henry felt the squishy swell of her big tits squashed down around his neck as the two of them began to writhe wildly.
"Lord, help me, he's so hard!" the mother's brain swirled as she dry-humped her son's cock. Her cunt-lips were flanked around his shaft and her fleshy prepuce had retracted back, mashing the bulb of her glans against her boy's thick, muscular cock.
Henry sighed with delight. The feel of her big sloshing tits wasn't the only thing registering in his brain. The hot, slick wetness of his mom's cuntal flesh, grinding against his cock, felt divine.
"Wow!" he whimpered, listening to his mother pant lustfully as she humped shamelessly on top of him.
Out of nowhere he felt her lips on his, kissing him tenderly. At first they were quick and innocuous, but soon they became more passionate and their tongues began making contact.
Henry's knob slid past his mom's cuntal opening, coming dangerously close to slipping in. Once again, his peter-tip became lodged in the mouth of her vestibule, feeling her searing juices. This time, his knob began to inch inside of her vagina.
Suddenly, they were nearly startled out of the skin by a knock at the door. "Jane, are you in there?" Her husband asked.
The mother was so out of breath from the thrill of what just happened she could hardly answer. "Yes, honey, I'm um...helping Henry study for a test. I'll be right out. Dinner's in the microwave."
"Alright, thanks, honey," he replied.
Henry peeked up from the pocket of his mom's enormous cleavage. "Can we do this a little longer, while he's eating?" he asked.
"Honey, no, it's much too risky," she answered, climbing off of him. "Besides, I can't let your father see my in this," she continued, closing her mesh robe. "I need to get to my bedroom before he comes back upstairs."
Henry reached down and squeezed his hard prick, while watching his mom rush towards his door. He could clearly see her naked buttocks undulating beneath the robe as she walked.