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I've lusted after Becky ever since the first day dad brought her home. Now, after a year of fantasizing about getting her large firm succulent hooters into my hands, I finally 'concockted' a scheme to make her mine.

My real mom left us for the west coast about a year ago and I rarely see her anymore. My dad immediately hooked up with Becky and I've certainly been glad just to see her around the house. Becky was quite a bit younger than my dad, only in her early 30's and, though she always dressed rather shyly, you could tell that not only was she thin, curvaceous and sexy as hell, but she was also quite stacked too. Since then, I've lusted after her to every bone in my body. I was 17 then, but now I am 18 and my hormones have only gotten stronger.

Becky was perfect in my eyes. She was 5'-4" with long, thin delicate arms and legs and the cutest face you've ever seen. Her lips were thick and kissable just like Angelina Jolie's. Her delicate body sported a thin waist and very nicely rounded hips, the kind you could easily imagine pumping into like a madman. She had such a thin waist that if you put your palms on either side of her, you'd swear you could touch your thumbs together, she was just that slim. Of course, the most amazing thing about her were her large, firm, succulent breasts, even more so in comparison to her thin, feminine, shapely form. I was later to learn that they form the perfect teardrop shape, wide, full, dangling fruits succulently tempting a man to madness!

Her tits weren't too huge, no not at all, they were just the right size for me. If a normal woman her size would have big tits, she'd probably have maybe a 34C cup, but Becky's were a couple of healthy sizes bigger than that. She had some mouth-watering sized hooters indeed. Yumm, yumm. A big pair of hooters on her frame might be a 34D. But her tits, I came to find out, were a wonderfully firm pair of DD's, 34-DD to be precise. Ooh, la, la send me to heaven! She always dressed conservatively however, but I couldn't help but stare at those large mounds that slightly jiggled every time she moved anywhere, that narrow waist, those round hips and suckable lips. She was just made for sex.

Now, I have always had a breast fetish ever since the first erotic novel I ever read. "Candy" was the story of this hot nymphomaniac slut who not only teased men with her gorgeous large hooters, but she let them suckle on her big thick nipples too. That novel just set me off as a horny youth and my eyes were always peering at every babe I could spy, seeking out the bumps of their nipples, the fullness of their womanly bosoms. I know it's shameless of me, but I've gotta admit that I've always looked at a woman's tits before her face. How shallow I am, I admit it. She'd have to be pretty special for me to look at her longer if she didn't have at least medium-sized hooters to begin with.

My step-mom Becky was kind and sweet but kept her charms well-hidden. That is how she caught a nice successful guy like my dad. She was also best friends with Roberta, who was almost like her slutty alter-ego. Roberta was really kind too but was one of those big-titted, starry-eyed, sensual babes who was into crystals, astrology and tarot cards and all that sorta stuff. She knew that all guys lusted over her, but she didn't mind at all. She felt God gave her such a nice body precisely so she could share it with all the needy men out there. It was her duty, she felt. She wanted to comfort and mother the men in her life while she still enjoyed her freedom, her liberation and her youthful firm body. She was so self-confident that she would often even let them do whatever they wanted to. She let men take her on her terms though, in her apartment, in her own place. She was a liberated woman, she believed. She wasn't really a slut, rather she was an independent woman, with her own apartment and she saw her true role in life was to service men and give them what they all truly craved, so long as they were respectful and nice. I mean, why else would she have been given such firm E-sized bosoms after all?

Roberta got her apartment right after high school and it became the place guys learned all about sex. They could stop in there after a night of partying and she'd let them into her bedroom, one at a time. She delighted in providing such extreme delirious delight to all those horny guys. They wanted to fuck so very badly, and she would let them fill her up, she was on the pill so they could pump her pussy all they wanted to, or overflow her mouth with manly nectar, if they so desired. It was her fuel for life; her purpose and her passion, she thought.

I remember 2 or 3 guys sitting in her living room once. It functioned sometimes more like a waiting room than an apartment someone lived in. One by one she would come and greet those horny guys, often stoned on their ass or drunk, in her long Indian gown or silky bathrobe and then she'd bring them out back to play. There they would ravish her like madmen, pound her pussy and grope and suck on her big tits as much as their hearts desired. As long as they were polite, she didn't mind servicing the guys at all. It made her feel more mature, more giving, more like the mother of the world, in her own secret kind of way.

I remember one virgin friend of mine, Connor. He got so excited when he saw her big firm tits exposed before his eyes that he dove in on them, sucking away wildly, and actually came all over her hands as she tried to free his cock from his pants. Roberta didn't mind at all. She thought it was cute and even took it as a compliment. Connor was so lust-filled from looking at her body that he fucked her three times that night before going home. He finally learned what sex was all about. She had him eat out her pussy which is what gave him enough inspiration to go that last time. Christ but he filled her up with so much cum!

Well, Becky delighted in what her friend did. It excited her to hear all the stories Roberta had to tell. She too had a soft spot for men, but she was shyer and more conservative and felt she'd get a better guy in life if she was more restrained in sharing her beauty. She only had sex a couple of times before accidentally meeting my dad. She never dressed so anyone could see the true size of her tits or nipples, no, not like Roberta did. They were great friends almost because they were such opposites.

Becky liked to wear button down shirts. She almost had a fetish for them. She was a secretary in a law firm and wore cotton button-down shirts almost like a uniform. She'd wear skirts with them usually and sometimes pants. Never too tight though. She didn't want to announce her nice baby-making hips too much.

I was just dying to see more of my step-moms tits. I mean she never showed them off with anything that was too tight, and she always wore those damn frustrating bras with plenty of lining in them so you couldn't detect even a hint of her nipples. Those damn bras were all the worse because the extra padding made her already large tits look even bigger, what with all the padding in them and all. That even made me all the more curious what her hooters actually looked like; what they actually felt like. Yes, I wanted to trick Becky into not just letting me manhandle her, but so that she would be the one to seduce me.

And so, it was that I broke up with my recent squeeze Sally. Sure, she had nice tits too, a pretty large and full pair of C-cups, but she paled in the looks department compared to my step-mom Becky. I was willing to go without pussy for a while if need be, if it meant I was going to be porking my step-mom soon.

My dad was quite handsome and a nice guy too. That's how he ever landed such a trophy wife as Becky. Well I certainly inherited his good looks too. I was just a younger, more fit version of himself. Becky, being so much younger than my dad was actually closer to my age than his. A part of her was still young and horny and she certainly noticed my good looks too. I played basketball after all.

So, my dad was called away to Asia for a full month's work assignment and that left Becky and me home alone. I also had spring break off of school and thought this would give me plenty of consecutive days to lure Becky into my plan. She came home after shopping that afternoon and found me 'nerding-out' over some video games in the living room. I feigned acting really depressed and with nothing to do.

"Why aren't you out with Sally?" she asked. "It's a Friday night."

"Oh, well, I don't want to. Who wants to go to a stupid party anyway?" I said with frustration in my voice.

"But you're young and in college. It's the time to hit it up, isn't it? You just need to drink responsibly." she responded.

"Nah, just forget it" I said sternly, acting kind of pissed off.

As Becky was putting the groceries away she couldn't help but act concerned. "Forget about what?" she asked. "You're not having trouble with your new squeeze, are you?" she honestly inquired.

"Becky, um, well... I dragged out responding just to make her all the more curious.

"Tommy, you can tell me. I just want to see you happy", she inquired.

"Forget about it." I said sternly and proceeded to keep playing my video game. I wanted her to feel all the more concerned about me. I wanted to bleed this out as much as I could.

After that, Becky didn't dare ask any more questions as she could see that I was a bit depressed and upset. She put the food away and started to prepare dinner for us.

I was actually winning at my video game, but I pretended to be not doing so well with more anger and frustration growing in my voice and exclamations as I killed about a thousand aliens on the screen.

So, we ate a delicious dinner and I acted really quiet no matter how much she tried to strike up a conversation. Right after the meal I quickly did the dishes and went back to playing my video game like I didn't have a life and wasn't going to do anything with the spring break time that was about to come.

"Tommy why aren't you going out. You've got plenty of free time now. It's spring break" she asked.

"Well, if you must know, Sally broke up with me" I finally told her as morosely as possible. I then screamed at a damn alien that just shot me dead.

Becky was surprised. She always liked Sally and thought that she and Tommy were a nice couple. They looked a lot alike, Becky and Sally, except that Sally was blond, a little bit shorter and, of course, quite a bit less busty than her too. Still, Sally was a fun and curious girl that most people liked. She had a beautiful face and was really one of the most popular girls in school. You could say that any girl with a C-cup chest or bigger, as long as they weren't fat, would be popular in school, but Sally was a cut above. She was really pretty, nice and smart too. "Why would they have broken up. Tommy is a pretty straight-shooting guy, and handsome too?" she thought.

"What happened? Or, don't you want to talk about it?" she inquired.

Tommy continued to be quiet and was almost cursing at the game from time to time. "OK, well, we don't need to talk about it if you don't want. It's just that I care about you and I'm kinda surprised, that's all" she asked again.

After letting the silence become heavy in the air, Tommy finally said, "Well, it's just that kinda..well, um...I just don't function like other guys, OK? She just, well, um...she just got fed up and dumped me like a rock!" he finally explained.

Becky tried to put the pieces together but was still confused. Her concern and caring instinct kicked in too. "So, what do you mean about 'functioning' like other guys?" she asked.

"It's just like. Well, things don't work right, OK? Like..not at all, alright?" he said in a very pissed off manner and while raising his voice.

"Work right?" she mumbled to herself. And then finally she understood exactly what his issue was, so she had to ask even more question. "Oh, I'm sooo sorry, you poor boy. Has this been a problem with all those other beautiful girls you've been with too? I had no idea at all. I feel so sorry for you" she gushed. She was now feeling so bad for this nice guy she didn't know how to comfort him.

"Yeah, tell me about it" he said in a most upset manner and stormed out of the room. He was lying through his teeth, but it was all part of his plan, ha, ha!

Well, Becky now felt very perplexed by all this. How could a young handsome guy have erectile disfunction at such a young age. Especially one with such good looks and a nice even personality. Surely she could try to help him, she thought, if only she knew more about his problem.

Tommy went up to his room and high-fived himself in the air. "Perfect!" he said out loud. He got her mothering instinct to kick-in, her caring and nurturing side. Now, maybe, she would start to change how she acted to him.

That night, Becky laid in bed and googled all sorts of stuff about young adult impotence and tried to learn all she could. What she came out of it with was that he probably needed a heavy dose of being teased and seduced. She learned that he probably needed a long slow seduction so that his juices would build up inside and his thoughts would be focused only on sex. She also read that it would be best if he stopped wearing underwear, just boxers or sweat pants. That way his 'business' would swing around inside and stimulate him quietly all of the time. Eventually he would be driven mad with lust and become rock hard like a young lad should.

So, the next morning when Tommy came downstairs, his step-mom had prepared a nice breakfast for him. Much to his delight, she finally was dressed in something different. Today her shirt was quite thin and for the first time ever you could clearly see her bra beneath it. She was wearing a rather shear bra too because he could see the bumps of her nipples. "Boy oh boy, just like I dreamed. She's got some big suckable nipples there" he thought.

Well, Tommy enjoyed the view as he ate his breakfast. He didn't mind staring at Becky's tits, cause, well, he figured he would enjoy the show until she said something and then he could turn away. Anyway, that was probably why she dressed that way to begin with, wasn't it?

After breakfast Tommy walked into the living room to do some more gaming and continue to pretend he was in a deep, depressive funk. He was further surprised to see one of his dad's Playboy magazine's lying on the coffee table. She had put it right there. Right in plain sight for him. And right on the front cover was one of his favorite models Alley Baggett.

Alley Baggett, dear Alley Baggett, she was one of Thomas's favorite hot models. There was no way Becky could have known it, but she hit the nail on the head. Alley had some of the most beautifully swollen breasts in the whole Playboy entourage. They were capped with the most perfectly proportioned areolas and thick brown suckable nipples than any of those girls had. I think that's why she was so popular because her nipples were so damn upturned, prominent and downright thick and suckable. Tommy had beaten off to her so many times he couldn't even remember.

Tommy pretended not to notice the magazine. He was supposed to be disgusted at his impotency, remember?

After Becky did the breakfast dishes, with her loosely held tits jiggling to and fro, she came and sat down beside him. Her thin brassiere allowing the continued movement of her breasts encased so nicely within her thin summer shirt. Tommy enjoyed the show.

Becky then reached over and opened the magazine right to the centerfold image of Alley. Alley with her beautiful full breasts exposed for all the world to see. "She's got some beautiful breasts; don't you think Tommy?" she innocently asked. "What picture-perfect bosoms she has." she added.

Becky had done some thinking during the night and she thought about the past girlfriends Tommy had had and all of them had one thing in common. They were all very well-endowed in the breast department. They all had some nice big tits. She just wanted to zero in on what it was that might turn him on. "What did he need to get a rock hard, solid erection" she thought to herself. "Well, it's got to involve being tantalized by a thin girl with a nice set of tits. That's for sure." she thought,

Tommy looked over at the magazine spread and in response to her comment about Alley Baggett, said as curtly as possible, "Yeah, she does. She really does, but it doesn't matter. Whatever..." Having said that he turned and ignored her and the magazine and continued loudly playing his game. He wanted to make a point that he wasn't interested at all. However, secretly inside, he really loved Alley and he really loved how his step-mom was probing him and trying to bring up the subject of what he found erotic and that finally she was wearing something rather thin and suggestive. He could at least see the wonderful form of her chest.

Becky reached over and gave the picture of Alley's left breast a brief stroke as she daydreamed of the idea that he really liked stacked beauties with large nipples. She then went off to putter around the house some more.

Tommy certainly noticed her and all that she had done. He noticed the wonderful jiggle of her tits and the sparkle in her eye. They did indeed bounce around rather nicely, he thought. He felt like things were definitely going in the right direction now. He just couldn't wait to where she would take this next.

Tommy played a couple more hours of his video game and then went outside to shoot some hoops. Becky noticed him and his fit form, his bulging muscles. She felt it was such a pity he was dumped and left all alone. She wanted to learn more about what his specific problem was. She wanted to probe him further, learn more about what really turned him on.

When Tommy came in to make a sandwich for lunch, he saw that Becky had changed her clothes again. This time she had on a a tight pair of shorts that displayed her wide hips and thin waist and also a simple, thin, yellow shirt. It was halfway see-through, and he could see a very thin flowery lace brassiere on beneath it. That too was somewhat see-through so, all in all, he could sort of, maybe, kind of, could possibly see her naked tit flesh, but no not really. She made sure of that. She wanted to tease after all and to see if she could get him to stare at her. She was trying to see if he had any libido at all.

At any rate, her beguiling clothes required him to stare directly at her attire to figure out what he was seeing or not seeing, and that was pretty impossible to do if he didn't want to appear completely obvious he was lusting after her big juicy tits. "Wowie" he thought. "She looks just incredible. I wish I could tell what I was actually seeing. What a pretty lacy bra she has on. She is just so lovely, he thought. Maybe she'll go braless soon enough? Wowie indeed!!"

Now to be clear, Becky wasn't quite ready to reveal the true look of her tits; her succulent orbs. Having tested Tommy by spreading wide open those pictures of Alley Baggett bare-assed naked, she had confirmed her suspicions that he was a dedicated tit-man, that was for sure, but she didn't know if he lusted after the general heft and profile of a full succulent pair of tits, or after the nipples, or the look of the areola, or maybe it was just about the general physique of a short, thin, shapely woman with an hourglass figure? She just didn't know quite yet.

She herself wasn't sure where she was taking all of her efforts, but she wanted to test him a bit nonetheless and she knew that he probably needed a long sensual tease if he was ever to cure himself of his awful problem. "Poor Tommy", she thought.

It finally dawned on her that she too was a big-titted babe; that he probably would be quite attracted to her if she only would show him an eyeful now and then. "Maybe he could get erect for me, if he craves big bosoms" she thought to herself. If he couldn't take his eyes off her pair she would know that she could maybe help him with his problem.

So, Tommy played it cool. He felt a throb in his cock, that was for sure, but he played it cool and tried not to stare openly at her. He let her catch him just once or twice. He wanted to signal to her that she was on the right track, but also to reinforce that he felt he was a pathetic eunuch, that he didn't have a functional prick at all. When she wasn't looking he openly gawked at her, however. He looked so hard he had to stroke his cock a bit. But then he stopped because he didn't want to reveal to her that he could, in fact, get hard as a rock over her.

Becky then walked up to him. She walked straight up to him with her tits bouncing around loosely contained under the thin blouse of hers and said, "Tommy, I've been thinking about your problem. I even did some research on your...ummm...er...condition."

"Yeah...so?" he replied. "Nothing really matters anyway, anymore."

"Well, from what I've read there are a few things you can do to help yourself. You do want to help yourself, don't you Tommy?" she asked. "From what I've read, and for the next couple of weeks while you're here off on break, you need to, well, you really should stop wearing any underwear underneath. Is that OK? Are you willing to do that to help yourself Tommy? You need to wear loose sweatpants, or you could even walk around in boxers. Nothing tight at all, OK?" she implored.

Ooohhh, Tommy loved that idea. His balls and cock swinging freely underneath his pants would certainly give him a hardon all the time. Becky believed, from what she'd read on the internet, that this would encourage his penis to get constantly stimulated, rubbing and chaffing against the cloth of his clothing. It would almost certainly get his young virile penis filled with blood to become stiff and rigid like a young man should, she thought. Well, most people would just say that it would get his cock hard as hell.

"So, would you do that Tommy honey?" she asked again.

"Um, uh, sure. OK" he replied. "I guess I can. Won't matter anyway" he mumbled to himself but loud enough for her to hear.

"Ok, then. Off you go to change" she said to him. And off he went. He was certainly glad to do this. Only problem would be that he was quite likely to get a hardon in front of her and his loose free-swinging man-package might give away that he is actually a normal, horny young k** completely capable of getting erection. Then she wouldn't have to work to solve his 'problem' so he had to control himself. He knew that.

So just before going upstairs he feigned going to check his cell phone. He was only playing with it, he made it look. What he really was doing was setting the camera to zoom and he pointed it up at her big swinging jugs and shot quite a few shots off. And then, after only a brief few minutes he went on upstairs.

Once Tommy was upstairs he whipped off his clothes and grabbed his camera to look at his shots. Damn, but she had a nice big set of juicy tits, he thought. He looked at the closeups he shot of her nipples poking out against her loose shirt. With the camera's zoom it was as if his eyes were merely inches away from her juicy tits. He jacked himself off in minutes and got such a rush out of it. It only took a few minutes before he shot his load all over his underwear laying on the bed. He couldn't wait until he could actually squeeze her tits and latch his lips on her big thick nipples. After a brief rest he was ready to go back downstairs, his cock swinging wildly beneath his loose pants.

Becky chose to sit outside in the warm sun. She sat right on the ground with her legs crossed beneath her and leaning up against a tree. She spent a couple hours reading a book of hers, the sweat began to bead up on her but she felt fine. She was having a good day with her step-son. She knew she could help him with his problem and she really liked helping people.

As evening grew near, Becky went inside to prepare a nice roast for dinner. A nice roast for the two of them. Tommy was following her directions and was wearing some sweat pants that he usually wore to the gym. Little did she know but he also wore a jock strap. He knew she wouldn't know one way or the other, but he didn't want her to see that she could get him rock hard in an instant. If she did, he certainly didn't want his hardon to show to her.

After dinner Becky offered to bake some cookies so they could eat them and watch a movie together. Becky, thinking she was clever, chose a dorky but sexy move to watch, Bachelor Party with Tom Hanks. Becky seemed to remember out of the back of her mind that there was one scene there where a really really hot busty babe offered herself to Tom. Monique Gabrielle was the babe and boy did she have some nice big tits. He refused her, but the image of her body and tits was burned in most adolescent boys' minds and she knew he had probably seen that movie too.

Becky thought to herself. She knew her tits were bigger, her areola wider and more inviting and her nipples longer and thicker and more suckable. She was wondering how she could show him even more of her body to help him with his 'problem'. She was having fun spending time with him, but she wasn't detecting the slightest erection coming from him at all. She wondered what she could do next to crank things up a notch. Maybe she could look at some porn movies herself and get some ideas, she thought.

The next morning Becky came downstairs and made breakfast again. This time however she had on a short thin skirt that hugged her hips and only came halfway down to her knees. Her top was a thin white shirt with only a few large buttons on it. The shirt was tight, and its buttons strained to contain her swollen hooters. It came down to just above her hips and showed the smooth flesh of her tight tummy and waist. The bumps of her delicious nipples were clearly evident through her thin blouse and bra since she was excited with her plan for today.

Having read that guys often wake up with huge erections in the morning and are in need of relief, she thought the morning time might be a good time for some slow seduction of Tommy. Today she was going to watch some porn with him that she carefully picked out the night before.

After breakfast, Tommy stepped into the living room to start playing his video games again, but this time Becky interrupted him. "Do you want to see a really cool movie I found last night. The woman in it is really very attractive. I'll bet you will like her" she said.

Tommy replied, "Uh, sure, I guess. Sure."

As Becky searched the web, she told him, "This is a movie I found. It's about this really beautiful Japanese actress Julia Boin. She actually gets groped on a bus but is so passive she doesn't say anything and just allows these guys to get a feel of her beautiful body. Do you want to see it?"

She didn't wait for an answer because as she was saying this she already hit the play button. There she was, this beautiful, innocent, sweet young Japanese woman dressed for work in a white blouse and short skirt, much like what Becky had on. She was holding the hanging hand rings on the bus as it bounced along, looking out the windows and thinking innocent thoughts. She had all the appearance of a beautiful, conservative secretary on her way to work. Reaching up and holding onto the ring that hung down from the ceiling of the bus to steady herself only served to cause her large breasts to jut outwards. They bounced with every bounce and turn the bus took.

And then the groping began. The man next to her came very close to her nicely rounded hips. In fact, he pushed his 'business' up against her hip bone. It must have felt very good to the man because he pushed and pushed again. Julia, as timid and compliant a Japanese woman as she was, she tried to avoid him by pulling herself away from his hardening cock, but there was so very little room on the bus she could not move hardly at all.

Soon, the man reached over, across her chest, and firmly her breast through her blouse. He squeezed and jiggled and bounced her tits in his hands like they were idle playthings. Julia squirmed and tried to avoid him, but there was really no place to scoot over to get out of the way. She was stuck standing next to this man rubbing against her thigh and squeezing her breasts.

Next, the man reached over and unbuttoned two of the buttons on her blouse, right in the middle and just below the top button so that her cleavage and bra were completely exposed. Everyone on the bus could plainly see her exposed bra and overflowing large tits if they chose to look around, but nobody was paying them any attention. The scene was obviously staged, but it was as erotic as hell. Her succulent orbs were squished up high which made them bulge and look even more succulent and ready to be ravished. As thin and petite as she was, Julia had 34 E cups. Big luscious tasty hooters!

"Look" Becky said as she laid one of her own hands on her own breast, "He is reaching inside her blouse and fondling her big tits and she isn't making a noise or a fuss at all. She is so timid and compliant and really beautiful. What an odd society Japan is. This is so erotic?" she asked.

Well, Tommy was very impressed indeed. This woman was truly a beautiful specimen of big tit flesh on a delicate thin, sexy body.

Within minutes the man had completely undone her shirt and it limply hung off of her shoulders. Her thin white brassiere with tiny pink flowers was completely exposed. She was still desperately grasping the hand ring hanging from the ceiling to steady herself which continued to make her breasts thrust outward, as if ready to burst forth and nurture the whole bus!

"Look how he's giving himself complete access to her big breasts. They are so swollen and ripe for the plucking, aren't they?" she asked. As she said this, she reached up to her own blouse and unbuttoned a couple buttons.

Tommy was flabbergasted. His opportunity was finally here!

Becky didn't need to narrate the movie at all. He could clearly see what was going on. She just wanted to get him excited, and in the meantime she herself was getting quite excited too.

"Look at him. Now he is pulling her bra down below her tits! God they are so really big!" she exclaimed.

Indeed, Julia's young tits were pushed up even higher than they naturally sat on her chest by the tight brassiere now fully stretched down below her gorgeous breasts. It was like a serving platter for her womanly fruits. Her nipples stuck straight out, and the man began to pluck, pinch and rub them like he was obsessed.

Julia acted overwhelmed, almost as if she was in a trance or was going to faint. She was obviously wanting to resist him, but his actions were uncontrollably turning her on too.

When Becky actually unbuttoned her own blouse, Tommy took this as a cue and reached over to her and placed his hand on her left breast, resting his hand over her blouse without reaching inside. He wanted to see what reaction she would have.

"Oh look" she said, The man is pinching her nipples so roughly. Oh, now he's pulling on them like he wants to milk her. Oh, that's so incredible. He has a hand on each of her swollen tits and is pinching her nipples between his two fingers. She must really be turned on" she said.

Without any objections, Tommy squeezed her breast and felt its heft. He finally had his hand on her treasures. He finally was able to squeeze her breast. When Becky talked about pinching Julia's nipple, Tommy went for broke and slid his hand inside her blouse. He now had his hand inside her blouse and was squeezing her breast.

Even with her bra on he couldn't believe how his ploy was working. He was squeezing almost directly her wonderful full hooters! Oh my God, he thought.

The man on the movie also released one breast, exposing it with it's rigid nipple to anyone on the bus who cared to look, and reached under her skirt to her panties. Within minutes he had pulled her panties down to her knees as he also began to release himself and positioned himself to start to fuck her in a standing upright position, right there on the bus.

At this point, Tommy couldn't resist anymore and said, "Wow, she is just so beautiful. Look at her waist. It is so very thin. Thin like yours Becky. And her breasts are so young and full."

As he said this, he didn't wait for a response and reached over with both hands to unbutton the rest of her blouse. He then quickly slid her brassiere down under her big tits, exposing them, FINALLY, to the air, to his eyes, to his extreme pent up lust! Oh my God, he thought. I've got her right where I want her.

The objects of his desire for a whole year now were clearly before him. He grasped her fucking glorious hooters with both hands and felt the heft and fullness of her bosom. He had her treasures, her glorious tits right in his hands, just like Julia's in the movie.

Now, Tommy was treated to the treat his sore eyes had longed for, for so very many months. He could see that Becky did not just have large round tits. She had beautifully tear-drop shaped breasts; wide, and full and firm and capped with thick succulent nipples just waiting for his lips. Her areola were wide and medium brown in color. The skin so soft you just wanted to rest your lips on them. Her nipples were thick like pencil erasers. He was soon to find out they became swollen and reacted so nicely to some warm and wet sucking action. They were stupendous, glorious, out of this world beautiful and he just wanted to dive in!

"Becky, you don't mind if..." he feigned asking. He didn't even care for a response as his lips descended on her jutting tits and their yearning nipples. He could feel the delicate skin of her areola and the warmth of her full bosom. It took both his hands to control just one of her lovely tits as he bit on it and suckled like a starving wild youth.

"Ahhh, ohhh..." Becky mumbled, holding the remote in her hand and falling into a kind of trance of eroticism. The beautiful woman in the movie and her own young breasts being attacked and fondled and worshiped at the same time. She was getting very, very wet in her panties now.

Becky reached over and felt her surprise. She felt his rock-hard cock. She had done it. She had gotten him hard and had cured him of his sad malady. She felt so satisfied, and also wet with desire.

"Ohhhh, Tommy, yes" she said. "Suck my tits. Have them. Feeeel my breasts. Weigh them. Pinch them. Squeeze them. Oh, you love big tits don't you Tommy. Have mine. Have at them. Ravish them as you wish, oh please. Oh yes Tommy, take me!"

At this point Tommy knew he could do anything he wanted to her. Julia, meanwhile, in the movie, was now being pounded wildly by the man on the bus from the rear side, her breasts jiggled and wobbled wildly as she was bent over and supine. Open and unprotected and inviting to any man on the bus. She was quickly being drawn toward an orgasm.

Becky could no longer watch the movie. She was overtaken with feelings of lust herself and her tits were being wildly sucked by Tommy. He sucked her nipples in his mouth and lightly bit each of them while they swelled with all the attention he was lavishing on them. If she had milk inside, she surely would be gushing it out now for his hungry lips. She then picked her skirt up and slid her panties off. Her wet pussy was now fully exposed to anything Tommy wanted to do. She so very much was thrilled that she had gotten him hard. She needed his fingers or something, anything else to satisfy her ravenous pussy right now. She was delirious with delight.

Not missing a beat, Tommy lowered one hand to rub her wet clitty while still slobbering and sucking wildly on her DD bosoms. Her big luscious tits. Her swollen orbs yearning for sex and adoration.

Tommy slid Becky down to lay prostrate on the couch as he released his own cock from his jogging shorts. He was hard as a rock and Becky was SO incredibly delighted. "I did it" she thought.

Soon, Tommy was sliding his cock into her wet pussy while still bending over enough to have a full tit of hers within his mouth. He sucked and bit her tits like he would never see them again the rest of his life. His cock hardened further.

Becky pushed up against his pelvis to fully receive his cock deep into her womb.

Tommy then released her tits and sat up as he grabbed both of her wide hips, her welcoming love handles, and he began to give her a pounding like she had never had before.

Tommy quickly developed a fast pace; he was so full of lust and anticipation from all of these months of having her around. He was so full of passion and intensity having finally seen that her breasts were every bit as big and full and firm as he had ever imagined. Her nipples triple as beautiful as any he had ever seen anywhere, they were firm and jutting upwards. Her areola wide, and soft as any soft flesh he had ever felt in his life.

Tommy pounded into her with all his might. Becky screamed with passion. She screamed with the first of so many orgasms she was about to have. She wetted his cock and trembled to the point of almost passing out as he continued his thrusting and lustful passion. Her orgasm overcame her and the lights went out as she almost fainted from ecstasy.

Tommy continued to grab her by her hip with one hand as he reached up to grope one of her tits too. He was in fucking heaven, in total control of her body having been given total access to it, and he too was about to come himself. "Ohhh, aaaaaahhhhh" he screamed as he began to shoot into her. He shot spasm after spasm of his young love juice deep into her pussy tunnel, deep into her love box. He pushed so hard into her she was pinned to the couch without any escape, but she certainly didn't want to at all. He had her straight and direct and hard and he didn't want this to end.

After what seemed like forever pumping his jism deep into her loins producing yet again another orgasm of Becky's right on top of his, they both collapsed onto each other, gasping for breath, his cock still full inserted into her warm welcoming honey pot.

He did it! Tommy did it. He got her to seduce him and he fucked her senseless and he was so very fucking happy.

'It looks like...you don't have any...trouble...getting hard at all Tommy" she slowly gasped as she came back to consciousness. "You did just fine Tommy. You shouldn't worry at all. You can have any girl you want"

As she said this, she actually felt a but jealous. Was this going to be a one-shot deal with him? Part of her almost wanted another shot herself. Was he actually cured, or did she still need to take care of him and make sure? She realized that they both still had a few weeks in the house all alone during spring break. Maybe she could try to keep him hard more often, and for much longer amounts of time before she let him get his relief?

Nonetheless, Becky felt so very good, so very well fucked, she also realized that she really liked how he handled her. She was wet and dripping from her cum juice and his voluminous young semen. She felt so very satisfied and was surprised how well her efforts worked.

She really liked how he worshipped her precious tits so much and how very hard his cock got to fill her up to the brim. She knew her tits were capable of getting a dead man hard as a rock and she used them here with such great success. She also liked it so much having sex with her step-son, with Tommy. "Was this wrong" she asked herself. No, it couldn't be. He has a physical problem and all she was doing was helping him with it. She was still a good girl, or so she thought.

As they both sat up, Becky began to rearrange her clothes and slip her bra back on over her large hooters.

"Umm, Becky, could you?" he stammered.

"Could I what?" she responded while halting her motions.

"Umm, well, it might help me if... if, you just left your bra like that? I'm sorry if it seems crazy but maybe that could help make me, ummm... well, resolve my problem a bit more?" In his head he knew he was asking her to dress like a slut, like a common whore, to march around the house with her bra slipped down and under her big tits. It would just serve to thrust them upward, offering them to any man. He was tricking her to parade around like a slut and that was just so fucking hot!

Becky's Clara Barton side kicked in: her inner nurse that wanted to comfort and heal people. "Oh, um, OK. Sure. If that's going to help you, sure I can help you. That's not a problem. I'll bet these are quite a sight for a young boy like yourself. I think it might be good for you" she naively responded. She had just agreed to walk around like a common trollup.

"Boy oh boy", Tommy thought. "I've got her wanting to tease me for a long time. I've got her posing and ready to do anything I ask. Now, I've got to think of all sorts of clothes and lingerie I want her to wear and I want to fuck her again. Yeah man, I want to fuck her again tonight. I want to fuck her all night long until we both can't even walk. Fuck!!" he exclaimed to himself. I did it!!