OUR SUNDAY MORNING RITUAL By Bi_unsureious

The morning pours in as I toss off the covers and reach for my coffee. A glance at the alarm clock tells me it's already 10am. Normally I'd already be up by now, but Sunday mornings deserve a slowness and appreciation that we don't get most other days. Sundays are when we get to indulge in the little rituals we hold dear. I listen to the birds chirp, I drink in the feeling of the sun on my naked body, and I take a deep sip of my coffee. It's especially delicious today, and I feel the need to compliment its maker. My gaze turns downward, and my eyes meet his.

"Good morning little boy, you've made Mommy so happy. Thank you for the coffee"

Beautiful blue eyes narrow into a smile as he looks back at me, plump lips releasing their gentle grip on my soft cock. "Thank you mommy, it was nothing"

I run my hands through his blonde hair as his lucious lips once again envelop the tip of my cock, sucking ever so gently; his waiting position. His soft hand holds his phone against my thigh as he scrolls away, sucking idly, waiting patiently for our ritual to begin.

I'm so lucky. Not many slave sluts appreciate rituals as much as Xavier. Most can do what they're told well enough, and may even do it very well, but it takes a special kind of boy to understand the importance of repeated service. My love for him washes over me as I wake, taking in his form as he lays on his belly, legs kicking absentmindedly.

His narrow shoulders and thin torso fit so well between my outstretched legs. I gently squeeze my thick thighs together to feel his slender shoulders and midsection between them. His lungs gently expand and contract, my eyes drinking in his upper body with my eyes before refocusing my admiration to his most prominent and sought after feature.

Like a gift from the slut gods his hips jut out wide to form the most perfect ass; plump, pillowy, round, and simply begging to be eaten, his butt is a frequent source of envy and attention wherever we go. His ass could best be compared to a pixar mom's, the contrast both absurd and intoxicating. His cheeks practically clap when he walks, and most men's cocks aren't long enough to reach his beautiful asshole through them. It's a shame, really, because only him and I usually get to see what it's truly capable of. He wears an XL plug daily as a matter of maintenance, but a rigorous anal stretching regimen keeps his hole malleable enough for anything I desire. I make a note to reward his beautiful ass later for the service he's preparing so dutifully to undertake for me.

Speaking of said duty, my good little slut is clearly starting to get impatient with all my gazing. He would never dream of asking me to hurry, but his tongue has started to prod into my foreskin, and little moans have started to bring me out of my dreamy admiration of his perfect body. He's no longer staring at his phone, but at my eyes as if he wants to say something.

"Do you have something you want to ask me baby?" I say with all the love and authority a futa mommy commands. I take a deep breath, his beautiful scent mixing with mine. He pops his lips off my cock.

"Please let me serve you mommy. Please relieve yourself with my body"

I sigh in pleasure and anticipation. My body is definitely past due for relief, and I have the most beautiful slut slave begging to offer me exactly what I need. I know how impatient he is, and I suddenly realise how badly I need him, but a ritual is a ritual and it requires preparation.

"One thing at a time" I tell him.

He whimpers in protest, but I know he "secretly" loves every step of our process. The first order of business is to cover my good boy's cock with a bright pink condom. It's not strictly necessary, but we decided early on in our relationship that the absurd amount of precum Xavier produces could best be used for a later part of our ritual, not to mention it also saves us a fortune on bedsheets. Besides that, my good little slut can enjoy serving me so much more if he knows he isn't causing himself a chore later on. I pull one out of his bowl on our bedside table, along with some towels, and hand them to him. He sits up into a submissive kneeling position, legs spread wide, and looks me in the eyes as he tears open the package. His expression betrays his eagerness, but he knows the importance of taking our time.

Just like his perfectly plump ass, my good boy's cock is a sight to behold. Just over a foot in length, his beautiful member pulses gently against his belly, sweet precum already dripping out of his distended piss slit and oozing down his smooth length. His knees are spread wide to accommodate his almost more impressive testicles, sinking heavily into the mattress. They're roughly the size of softballs today, round, full, and heavy with seed. As big as they are, they can grow far, far larger. After a week or so without cumming they grow to roughly the size of basketballs, the sheer pressure at that point causing his cock to enter a sort of involuntary orgasmic state, leaking and spewing cum until I allow him a proper orgasm. The skin of his sack is taught and hairless, and his swollen balls churn visibly as they produce untold amounts of thick, white, delicious, gooey cum for us. Xavier's cum tastes as sweet and savoury as saltwater taffy, and I delight in it several times a day. His admittedly intimidating package is slightly darker than the rest of his pale complexion, but somehow it manages to maintain an aura of innocent beauty. Maybe it's due to the smoothness of his skin, his lack of pubic hair, or the pillowy thighs his balls rest between. The stream of precum has made its way down to his fat globes now, just begging to be licked up. I stare adoringly at his hands as they stretch the condom over his length, listening to him whimper slightly as the pleasurably firm pressure of the latex slides past his overly sensitive leaking cock. He lets go of the elastic at its base with a snap, causing his beautifully swollen cockhead to pulse lewdly and spew a rope of thick, juicy, syupy, hot precum. His first spurt sets the stage for the flood we both know his cock needs to release.

With the condom now fully stretched over his twitching cock, my good boy drops to his elbows while keeping his legs, and delicious ass, in their kneeling position. I can see my good boy's round cheeks high in the air thanks to the mirror at the end of our bed, lazily shifting his weight from left to right. His big swollen balls squished behind his thick thighs sway in turn, churning and tightening intermittently.

With the condom tightly gripping my good boy's cock, it's time for the second part of our ritual. I shimmy my legs around Xavier's body, and shift myself to sit up on the side of the bed. My feet touch the ground, and I take a moment to stretch my neck and run my hands over my tits. They sit comfortably in my lap, owing more to their massive size than any serious sagging, and I give them a gentle squeeze. Small droplets of milk form at my puffy pink nipples and I savour the achingly full feelings of being engorged, my bladder being full, and my balls heavy with cum. I can feel Xavier's eyes ogling me, anticipating his role in the ritual task of relieving me of all my sexual fluids.

I stand and take a moment to find my balance. Between my cum-filled balls, aching bladder, and engorged tits, the sheer weight of liquid inside me can necessitate a moment of self awareness, not to mention the pendulous effect my fat, melon-sized testicles can have on my equilibrium. As I walk to our toy chest my tits start to leak in turn with my steps, and my cock slapping between my thighs leaves stands of precum all over my legs. My puffy pussy does nothing to help the situation, soaking the underside of my balls in sweet sticky nectar as my fat lips slide against each other. When I bend over to open the chest, my tits hang down like udders from my torso, forcing my arms wide to accommodate their voluptuous size. I open the chest and peer inside, my cock pumping more and more precum onto the floor as I make my selection. As much as I'd like to take my time, the puddle of milky precum forming around my feet forces me to choose more quickly.

I grab Xavier's favourite toy: a two foot long horsecock dildo, thick as a 2-litre coke bottle, complete with a knotted base several inches wider. It's hefty but manageable in my arms, and I quickly make my way to the foot of the bed with it. I toss it down next to my good boy, his ass still prominently displayed and his eyes looking back at me. He quivers in excitement, and his asshole involuntarily pushes and pulls at his buttplug as he anticipates the bigger toy.

I take one of his big balls into my hand, feeling the hefty weight and the warmth of his scrotum.

His cock jerks in response, spewing a jet of cloudy precum into his condom. He moans like a good little whore, grateful to have just a little bit of the pressure from his swollen testicles relieved. I grip and squeeze him firmly, coaxing thick globs of boy juice from his sagging sack. They fill and expand the condom with a lewd squelching, turning the tip of his condom into a cummy water balloon. He gasps and squirms

"Who do these balls belong to little boy?"

"My balls belong to you mommy" He purrs. His knees spread further to push his sack into my hands, eager for more stimulation.

I lean down, and slowly trace the tip of my tongue up his taught, sweaty sack. His balls contract as if trying to follow my tongue. Another stream of pre gushes into his condom.

"Uuuuuughn" His moan is long and needy

"Spread your cheeks for me baby" I order him, my mind starting to cloud with lust. My heavy soft cock spews a rope of precum onto the floor as he buries his face in the sheets, my pussygushing warm nectar down my legs. He reaches his hands back to spread his deliciously thick rear. Cheeks spread, I take hold of the base of his buttplug, fingers pushing his soft flesh out of the way. He gasps at my touch, his hole gripping tighter. I take my time gently coaxing it out of his ass, figuring that I can clean the growing puddle of fluids pooling around my feet in a minute. The depraved view of his ass and package, coupled with his involuntary moaning, always puts me in a bit of a trance.

After a minute or so of breathing, stretching, and moaning, he pushes back his hips and gapes his hole, popping the thick plug out into my hands. His gaping ass expands and contracts involuntarily, his cock gushing like a faucet as his mini-orgasm washes over him. His balls tighten, drop, and bounce in turn with his spasming body; loud, wanton moans spilling out of his mouth. His moans can probably be heard by the neighbours through the open window, but my good boy is practically powerless when it comes to controlling his expressions of sexual pleasure, not that I'm complaining. As his moans dwindle into whimpers, he regains his composure enough to remember what's coming next. His words are rambled and spacy, but he knows what to say.

"Thank you thank you thank you mommy, please lube and fill my gaping slut hole. I need to be filled." He pauses for a moment to take a few panting breaths and stop his drooling. "Please let me serve you.Please use me"

I smile to myself. Not only am I eager to oblige, I also love the way my normally shy and soft spoken slut becomes such a depraved slut whenever I play with his ass. He leans his hips as far back as he can, spreading open his boypussy and presenting himself to me fully. I take my semi hard cock into my hand, lifting its hefty girth up to his open hole. It sags under its own weight, a long thick strand of precum reaching up from the floor. I work my tip inside him, his outer ring clamping down hard around my cockhead.

"Mmmmmmm pleaaaase mommy, please give me more. Please fuck me and fill my ass until my belly looks pregnant. Please??"

I take a deep breath. Every so often my little boy manages to sway me into throwing away the rest of our ritual, and so he tries almost every time. When he does, I give in to the prospect of immediate pleasure, forget everything else, and just fucking rut my good boy's cavernous boypussy. The temptation is strong today, and he knows just want to say to get me going, but I need to resist. I love Xavier, and I want to please him as much as he wants to pleasure me, but it's my role to establish discipline in our dynamic, and I take that role very seriously. I raise my hand and spank one of his huge cheeks, eliciting a yelp. His rippling flesh inadvertently stimulates my cock further, though I try not to let it show. He whimpers and buries his face in the sheets, afraid his lust will cause him to beg for more.

"So mean!"

While he pouts into the mattress, I concentrate on the task at hand. Inhaling and exhaling slowly, I focus on keeping my cock soft and using my kegel muscles to squeeze my balls into my body. My piss slit bulges obscenely in preparation, aching deliciously. Pleasure ripples through me as I feel the sweet sticky fluid flow up my balls, through my urethra, and out my cockhead. Xavier quickly forgets his pouting and a big dumb, happy smile spreads across his pretty face as I flood his insides. Load after load of precum pumps into his boypussy, a little bit of the pressure in my balls releasing each time. They squeeze deliciously with every spurt, my wet pussy gushing its own fluids against the back of my cum tanks with every pump. My natural lube coats his insides, setting the stage for what's to come next. He practicallypurrs into the pillows, his hole relaxing its grip after a minute or so. My cock flops out onto the bed, spilling several cups of precum down his swollen hairless balls. A long sigh escapes Xavier's lips, dreamily savouring the feeling.

I let him rest his hole for a few moments while I tend to another one of my needs. While I've been focusing on my cock, my nipples have gone from dripping to spraying small streams of milk, the pressure becoming too much for my heavy, engorged tits to hold in. While I usually try to delay my own pleasure until our ritual prep is finished, my increasingly lust-filled mind reasons that I have to at least do something to stop the flow. Just long enough so we can continue without everything getting soaked in milk. That makes sense right? I just need a little relief, I tell myself. I lift one of my puffy nipples to my lips with both hands, and practically shove it in my mouth. The pleasure is like an electric current straight to my brain, and I drink deeply from my swollen udder. The flow is modest at first, but my greedy sucking and slobbering soon coaxes out long, steady streams. The taste on my tongue is sweeter and fattier than whole milk, and I moan deeply despite my attempts to seem in control. The depravity I feel as I gulp down several mouthfuls clouds my mind, though my pleasured tunnel vision makes it hard to care. Precum gushes freely from my cock in several second bursts, apparently still not satisfied from its generous deposit into Xavier's insides. I stop drinking for just a second, but only to lift my other engorged tit to my now rapidly panting mouth. I'm desperate to drain myself, squeezing my udders with my forearms to force even stronger, thicker streams down my throat. I can't swallow it all, but I just don't care about the mess right now. Thick, fat streams of milk pour out from my lips as I try to drink up as much as possible. Milk flows down my chin, between my huge udders, over my soft belly, around my rapidly stiffening cock, and into every fold of my strained and pussy-soaked sack before dripping into a puddle on the floor. I feel my cock poking between my tits, its upright stiffnessbegging to be titfucked. The milk flowing between them would be the perfect lube after all, and I...

"Mommy?"

Oh fuck. How did I let this happen again? Despite my efforts to seem disciplined, the milk dribbling out of my mouth makes me realize how much I'd lost control.

"Is everything alright mommy?"

How long have I been standing here drinking from my own tits? Why is there such a big puddle of milky precum on the floor? I take just a few more gulps of my sweet creamy milk before reluctantly letting my udders flop back down onto my chest. A burp escapes my lips from the sudden intake of fluid, sweet and sticky. I relish in the feeling of at least some of my pressure being relieved, though only barely.

"Mommy's just fine little boy." I take a moment to catch my breath. " I think I might have gotten just a little bit overexcited". I can feel myself flushing red with embarrassment. Xavier's mind normally turns to lust-filled mush long before mine. He's definitely going to tease me for this later when he's feeling bratty...

"Only a little, huh?" He winks at me knowingly before turning his plump lips to a pout. "Could youpleeeeeease stuff my hole with my toy? I can't reach by myself and it's hard keeping all of your precum inside me without it". Xavier skillfully opens his hole, precum pouring out of his ass in fat globs. "See?"

I can't help but smile. He can be a cheeky little brat, but my little sissy slut has no qualms about sharing his endless depraved desire once we start playing.

I reach over for his toy, spread his voluptuous ass, and position the flared head right at the entrance of his purt boypussy. My focus is right back to our ritual as I watch my good slut's slut hole spread around his toy. His breathing becomes deep and regular, almost meditative, and he rocks back and forth against his toy gently. With every push back his hole expands a little more, a lewd squelching adding to our symphony of lust. After lots of deep breathing and hole stretching, he grunts and pushes a little harder. The horsecock's fat head slides inside of him with a wet plop, a gasp escaping his lips in turn. He's still for a few moments as his ass gets used to the toy, drool leaking out of his open mouth.

"Fuuuuuuck" He breathes out slowly, willing his hole into relaxation.

Having adjusted to the toy's head, Xavier forces himself further back onto the silicone horsecock invading his bowels. My precum squelches out of his hole as he takes inch after inch of its length inside of him, soaking his sack and the towels beneath him in my thick, syrupy goo. His eyes are closed, tongue now lolling out involuntarily. He's completely caught in his own sexual trance, babbling and moaning incoherently. 18 inches of the toy slowly make their way into my good boy's hole, distending his belly.

"It's so fucking deep it's so fuckingdeep. Pleeeease give me more. Gape my slut fucking hole"

I smirk. All that's left, the cherry on top if you will, is the knotted base. Almost all of Xavier's toys are knotted, granting his gaping hole a way to hold them in as well as a final challenge. His oversized boycunt flexes against it, hungry for more. I grip the base of the dildo firmly, pulling it out of his stretched hole ever so slowly; inch after wet inch backing out of him. He moans gutturally as I work the toy out from him, his cock releasing an unbroken flow into the water balloon-like condom underneath him. I pause once I feel the flared head tugging against his perfect hole.

"Ready little boy?" I ask him with a tone far too innocent for what I'm about to do.

"Please fucking shove it in me mommy, I fucking need it" He's so desperately horny he practically sounds like an animal

"And what will you do for me if I shove this big fat toy in you hmm?" I ask playfully.

"I'll do anything you want mommy. I'll clean the whole house naked, I'll suck your cock under the desk while you work, I'll drink all your piss for a fucking month. I'll be such a good boy, just please please please fill my hole" He's practically crying in frustration and need.

"Tell me you're a whore for my cock"

"I'm a fucking whore for your..."

Without letting him finish I drunkenly plunge the toy back into his hole. His head throws back and he screams in ecstasy as the thick silicone horsecock penetrates him again and the flared head rams my litres of precum deeper inside him. Inch after inch slides into his gaped hole, the first 18 inches gone in a matter of seconds. When the knot reaches his outstretched boycunt, he forces his hips back as hard as he can, greedily and skillfully pushing his ass to swallow the entire 2 foot toy. With a loud pop, the knot slides inside him. The toy's balls slam against his with a wet slap, the entire scene dripping with sweat and precum.

"I'm a whooooooore for your cooooooock!" He screams, tongue hanging out of his mouth, eyes crossed.

Heavy breathing fills the room. I push myself up from the bed, heavy tits and balls swaying as I do, and take a step back to admire my work. Xavier still hasn't quite recovered from the shock of the giant toy being shoved up his ass, his hips bucking and twitching involuntarily as he drools and purrs into the pillows. The toy's balls fit firmly against his sack, soaked in an untold amount of bodily fluids, bulging each of his testicles out either side. His thick ass cheeks hug tightly against the invader inside him, squeezing so tightly I don't think I could fit my finger between them.

As I stand and stare, and my tunnel vision recedes, it starts to dawn on me that I may have made a mistake in my attempt to relieve pressure from my tits. I'm no longer dripping milk, sure, but the sudden intake of liquid has caused my swollen bladder to enter a state of considerable distress and need. Try as I might, my horny fucking brain suddenly can't push away fantasies of emptying what must be litres of piss out the window, all over my good boy's ass, or even just onto the floor. My urethra stings from how hard I have to clench myself, and my bladder aches in my belly. I feel like if I relax for just a moment, I'm going to flood this fucking room. I take a breath and squeeze my legs together, silently working up the willpower to make it to the right part of our ritual before I relieve myself, but I genuinely don't know if I can make it through the next part without breaking.

I spank Xavier's ass one more time and quickly make my way back to the side of the bed. I realise as I walk how much more I'm leaking, a constant flow of precum and sweet pussy juice leaving a trail behind me like some sort of hypersexual slug. To make things worse, the walking causes my heavy, bouncing, engorged, udders to start leaking again, small droplets falling to the floor. I open the closet door, rolling my goat milker out to the side of the bed and cursing myself for not setting it up ahead of time. I plug it in, set the suction cups on the side table, and throw myself back down onto the mattress. Almost there, almost there.

Xavier has only just started to recover from his sexual trance, but my desperation is making me a lot less patient and gentle. I sit up slightly, reach down, and pull his head between my legs.

"Someone's a little.."

I ignore his teasing and shove my cock into his mouth before he can finish his sentence. My soft sweaty meat stretches his jaw and pushes against his throat, rough and uncaring. He lets out a muffled cry, but quickly remembers his place as he works to take my bitch breaker down his throat. I "help" him by shoving my hips into his face, bubbles of spit and precum already spilling around the corners of his stretched cock pillows. He squeals and moans from the pleasure, his mind barely able to control his breathing between the toy stuffed in his ass and my cock brutally forcing his throat open.

Satisfied that I'm deep enough down his throat, I turn my attention to the suction cups sitting on the side table. My bladder stings as I shift over and grab them, aching for release now that almost everything is in position. I want to let go, I need to go so fucking bad, but I need to take care of the milk letting down from my tits first. I flip the switch on the machine, and stick the first suction cup on my puffy pink teat.

"Holy fuck" I whisper to myself. The shock and rush of pleasure of the suction on my nipple is immediate, clouding my mind. Only one more to go. Hands fumbling and shaking, I finally manage to stick the next suction cup on after several seconds. Milk sprays into the machine, every pull filling me with uncontrollable lust. The machine sucks my nipples more firmly than any mouth ever could, drawing untold quantities of milk from my swollen udders. I try to savour the feeling and check that Xavier is still comfortable, but I can feel my ability to think rapidly slipping away. I start to count down, not even sure if the slut between my legs can hear my warning.

"10..9..8..7" My voice is raspy and desperate. I try to steady myself and keep control, but every fibre of my body is screaming for release

"6..5..4..3" My kegels start to lose their ability to hold back, and I finally stop trying

"2..1..Fuck!"

Like a bursting dam, my bladder explodes into my good slave's tight little throat like never before. A desperate, husky roar escapes my lips and I let go of everything. His eyes bulge open, muffled screams escape his lips, but I just don't fucking care right now. It feels like I haven't relieved myself in a hundred years, like nothing else matters right now. My urethra aches and stings deliciously, litre after litre of hot piss shooting up my cock with the pressure of a firehose. My asshole stretches open and closed involuntarily between my voluptuous cheeks, forced open by the extreme pulsing of my kegel muscles. Xavier, for his part, squirms and writhes in pleasure. His hips buck and thrust wildly, desperately trying to use his thighs as a makeshift fleshlight. His eyes roll back as his mind goes blank with bliss. He's nothing except my fucking human urinal right now, and he loves it. I smash my pelvis into his face, spraying with reckless abandon, tongue lolling out of my mouth.

The depravity of what I'm doing to my good little slave washes over me like a drug, overwhelming my brain with pleasure, and my plump, soaked pussy with need. With every uncontrollable squeeze of my kegels it gushes and squirts, completely soaking my sheets in my sweet sticky juices. Without stopping the torrent of piss gushing down his throat, or even thinking, I grab Xavier's wrist and ram his entire forearm deep into my sopping cunt. Another guttural groan claws its way out of my throat, every inch of my pussy begging me to shove him even deeper.

Drunk with lust, I unplug one of my spraying nipples from my milker and shove into my open mouth. My cloudy brain barely registers my own gulping and slurping over the muffled screams and lewd slurping emanating from the slave between my legs, but the sweet taste of my own milk somehow manages to heighten my arousal even more. Every second is like an ocean of ecstasy, my cunt squirting around my slut's arm, my tits spraying freely, and my cock releasing litres and liters of sweet, clear, warm, pent up piss.

My eyes roll back and I start to black out as I piss, fuck, and drink from myself, my mind completely overwhelmed. I welcome the feeling of my mind slipping away, like I'm rising above the clouds of my pleasure into heaven.

...

"Mommy?"

"Hm?" My eyes open lazily.

"Good morning Mommy" A burp escapes his lips.

As I slowly start to regain my bearings, my mind starts to piece together everything that's lead to this moment. Xavier stands before me at the end of the bed, his normally tight belly positively pregnant with my piss and cum. His right hand holds his tied off pink condom like some sort of beach ball sized water balloon.

"Thank you mommy" He whispers drunkenly as he climbs into bed and cuddles up into the sheets.

I kiss him deeply, the taste of piss, cum, and cock flooding my taste buds. I sigh deeply into his mouth, overwhelmed from my release.

And yet, our Sunday's only just begun.

———x———

"Uggggggggnhhh" A roar escapes Mommy's lips as her swollen pussy clenches down on my fist and forearm. Every squeeze of her kegels pumps hot fresh streams of piss into my stomach, Mommy's giant cock lodged firmly down my throat. I do my best to stay conscious, shifting my gaze upward as my eyes to the back of my head and hot tears pour down my face. Mommy, consumed by her pleasure, shoves one her giant udder into her mouth, sucking greedily, streams of milk pooling in her groin in front of my face. Her hips thrust and buck wildly, her hip bones grinding against my face, desperate to fill me as much as possible with her sweet release. Her milking machine whirrs and sucks mechanically, barely audible over our moans and grunts, rapidly filling with liters of sweet milk. I'm almost lost to the sheer absurdity of it all, completely overwhelmed, barely able to stay awake in the face of her brutal onslaught.

Just as darkness creeps into the corners of my eyes, I feel her passing out. Breathe in, breathe out. Only a few seconds longer. My nostrils flare as I try to send oxygen to my brain, saturated with the intoxicatingly lewd stench of milk, sweat, piss, grool, and precum. My stomach aches and expands under me, my cock freely pumping precum into the condom hugging it tight. I can do this, just a few seconds longer. I will be a good boy for Mommy.

With a loud smack I hear Mommy's lips lose their grip, and seconds later I feel her milk spraying gently onto my back. A delicious mix of drool and milk dribbles from her mouth. Finally, her heavy, thick thighs begin to release me from their grip. I can't see much past the oversized mountains of her milk-laden tits, but I can tell she's definitely fainted from the pleasure, again. Not to say my job is over. Undeterred by Mommy's lack of consiousness, her sweet piss continues its delicious flood down my throat, bypassing my mouth entirely and flowing directly from the giant cock lodged down my gullet. I focus on relaxing my jaw and body as much as I can, my task made considerably easier by Mommy's lack of consciousness.

Slowly but surely, I start to come out of the fog I was under, regaining some of my awareness and "composure". I can feel my cock and piss slit aching as my kegels squeeze still more jets of precum out of my yawning cockhead; the deep, dull throb of the giant horsecock shoved up my gaping ass; and the warm clamminess of my left arm shoved deep up Mommy's beautiful cunt. More than anything, though, I can feel the squeezing and distending of Mommy's urethra inside me. Her piss normally tastes as sweet as apple juice, but as her mind slips away, I start to taste and feel something saltier, thicker, and somehow shooting from her cock with much more force than her piss.

Mommy's cumming!

My heart swells with pride and my softball-sized balls squeeze with delight. I've helped Mommy cum! Her pussy contracts with each jet, her warm syrupy ball batter somehow finding a way to stretch my belly even more. With a loud sucking sound, I release my arm from under her heavy balls, and out of her sopping cunt. I use my hands to lift her thick legs aside, never for a second letting myself forget my purpose in swallowing everything Mommy's body offers me. Free from her grip, I shimmy myself back and allow my throat a few inches of freedom from her giant cock. I gulp and slurp loudly, letting myself bask in the feeling of being Mommy's good little cumrag.

As the beautiful brainfog of lust begins to take me over again, I reach up and squeeze Mommy's cum tanks with both hands. They pale in comparison with the size of her watermelon-sized balls, but I grab them one at a time, reveling in the gush of hot cum that follows each squeeze. I start to hump my swollen cock between my own pillowy thighs, pumping desperately as I try to achieve my own release.

I know Mommy wants me to wait until the right time to relieve my aching balls, but I could still cum later even if I came just a little bit right now, right? I wish Mommy would just wake up; it can be so hard trying to be a good boy without her there to keep me in line. I pump my cock frantically in a sea of my own cloudy precum, trying to see if my need or my dedication will win out. The toy shoved in my boycunt stretches my ass deliciously, squeezing my prostate every time I thrust and squeeze my cock under me, the wonderful pain and pleasure pushing me towards the edge. As I try to make my decision though, Mommy's cock finally spews the last of its load, getting softer and softer between my purt lips. With a huff I decide that I've missed my chance, but truth be told I'm proud I was able to hold off and stay true to Mommy's wishes.

I wait for a moment or two for Mommy's cock to soften completely. Even in its completely soft state it's still quite the burden for my throat, like a softer, thicker version of her forearm. I slowly back off of her cock, careful not to fall off the bed as inch after inch of her monster leaves my distended throat, positively coated in drool, piss, and cum. When her tip crosses my throat barrier, I suck her cockhead gently, prodding my tongue into her piss slit and gently sucking the very last of her juices into my mouth. I swirl her cummy, pissy fluids over my tongue, before finally swallowing and releasing her cock from my plump lips.

"Buuuurp"

Oh my God, I am so full. I roll over onto one of Mommy's thick and pillowy thighs, panting and burping from the onslaught my throat and stomach just endured. Slowly my eyes refocus, now confronted with the lewd image reflected at me in the mirror. The sight that greets my eyes is obscene, but in the best possible way. My belly looks like I'm pregnant with triplets, jutting out far enough to reach over Mommy's other leg. As my eyes work their way over my swollen stomach, I see something that was once my condom, but now looks more like a giant water balloon, the pink latex swelling from the sheer quantity of precum straining against it. I close my eyes and take some deep breaths, mentally and physically preparing myself to get up and somehow deal with this whole situation.

Reluctantly I push myself up to kneeling. Another long burp escapes my lips as my body adjusts to the new position, liters of delicious liquid sloshing inside me. As my fat pillowy ass sinks into the mattress, the toy shoved inside me pushes in even deeper, forcing another cloudy spew of precum into my condom. I moan loudly, relishing in the feeling of being so full. If I'm going to get anything done though, this thing is going to have to come out first.

I somewhat awkwardly reposition myself at the end of the bed. Squatting down, my balls hanging over the edge of the mattress, heavy, swollen, and needy. My belly provides a useful counterweight, helping my balance, squishing the condom still wrapped around my cock. I close my eyes and concentrate on my breathing again. Iiiiiin and ooooout, iiiiiin and ooooout. I focus on sending my breath to my asshole, doing my best to somehow relax my muscles around the giant intruder, squeezing again and again trying to push it out of me. The knot holds it firmly in place, and cloudy jets of piss and precum shoot out of my cock as my exhausted kegels push as hard as they can.

Shluurp. With a great sucking sound, the knot of the toy slides its way out of my ruined hole. A sudden pressure inside me releases and I gasp and moan loudly, pissing myself despite my best efforts to hold back. Stars swim in my vision from the exertion, my breathing coming out in hurried pants. After the initial shock I manage to get breathing under control, though my vision begins fading in and out of focus. I still have another 18 inches to push out, but the worst is already behind me, no pun intended. The gravity of the knot starts to suck the rest of the silicone horsecock out of my bowels, inch after inch sliding out of me, squelching and slurping. After what seems like an eternity the flared head tugs heavily at the entrance of my hole, pulling down with the weight of nearly 18 inches of thick silicone. I shake my ass to try and work it out, my prominent cheeks gently clapping as I do. With a final breath and a hard push, the toy suddenly pops out of my hole, landing on the ground with a heavy, wet thud, several cups of Mommy's sweet precum spilling out after it.

"Fuuuuuuck" I breathe out loudly and slowly.

My shaky legs finally give out and I fall forward onto my knees, my hole gaping open and shut, unable to hold in the liters of syrupy precum Mommy pumped into me earlier this morning. It won't close yet, but I do my best to relax the muscles, feeling my fat cheeks close around them. I reach my hand back and slide my fist into my now empty hole, squeezing my prostate and gushing a few final spurts of precum into my condom.

I turn and look at myself in the mirror again. The horsecock sits unceremoniously on the floor, sat in a puddle of precum I know I'll be helping clean up later. I watch myself as I fist my asshole, making an exaggerated ahegao face as I get off on the sight of myself.

Satisfied that I've squeezed out the vast majority of my precum, I turn my attention to my condom. I can only see the end of it over my distended belly, but I could handle this next step with my eyes closed. I grip my thick cock firmly, working my tight fist around its entire length to milk out the very last remnants of boyjuice into the latex balloon. Once I reach the end, I pull the rubber off my swollen cockhead, tying it shut without even looking. I gently tuck the latex between Mommy's thighs and against her giant cumtanks, shimmying back and turning around in an effort to get up off the bed. My feet reach the ground, covered in a slimy but pleasant trail of Mommy's fluids. I pout when I realize that not all of Mommy's delicious juices are inside my body, but I think I still deserve an A for effort.

I stand up, taking a moment to find my balance. My piss amd cum pregnant belly pulls me forwards, and my swollen balls present a pendulous challenge to my ability to walk, but I manage to straighten up and make my way to Mommy's milking machine, it's mechanical whirr continuing as it sucks indifferently at one of Mommy's perfect pink nipples. I flip off the switch, and the suction cup releases almost immediately, apparently as exhausted as I am. Mommy's udders are still leaking however, and I lean over to suckle the last of her stream. Her milk is warm and sweet, fatty and delicious. I'm reminded why Mommy can find it so hard to keep herself under control when she drinks from herself, my cock hardening at the thought. I hear her heartbeat and her steady breathing, and I drink to my heart's content, somehow still not satisfied by her overly generous deposits into my body.

Once I've had my fill, several minutes later, I stand and take in the lewd scene in front of me. Mommy's practically covered in milk and sweat, her gigantic milky tits rising and falling with every breath. I pour her a cup of coffee, and slowly take in the intoxicating sight of her lewd body as I wait for her to wake up.

I must be the luckiest boy in the world. Mommy's body is perfect in every possible way. Her thick blonde hair cascades around her shoulders, framing her angelic face like a painting. Her full, purt lips are slightly parted, milk and drool oozing between them. She almost looks innocent.

Her long hair continues down around her body, also framing a decidedly less innocent looking part of her. Her tits, sorry, her udders, take up the vast proportion of her upper body, full, milky, and beautiful, resting against her soft belly. Pink, thick, puffy nipples punctuate her soft white flesh, her beautiful areolas just as pink and proportionate. I mean, they're obviously still big compared to a normal woman's, but they just make perfect sense on her giant chest. The machine's vigorous milking has shrunk them somewhat, though Mommy often jokes that all it does is helps her udders go from gargantuan down to huge. Not like it matters, Mommy needs to milk herself at least three times a day just to stop herself from soaking through all of her clothes, her growth a constant in our lives. Milked or not, they're so so so soft, and a devious smile spreads across my face as I daydream about mounting her and titfucking the valley of her cleavage before she wakes. I imagine the feeling of my fat balls slapping against her nipples, my cock totally smothered in her bust, triggering an aching need from deep inside me. Ugh, please wake up Mommy.

My eyes move down her body, over her soft belly. She's often embarrassed of her slightly chubby belly, but I love every soft and plump part of her, and I often spend hours idly kissing her stomach while we lie in bed together at night. Just below her belly lies some of her most vulgar features however, her giant shapely ass spilling out from under her wide hips as she lies half upright in the bed. Her hips are so wide I can barely fit my arms around them, her upper thighs gaping at the top in a heart shape, almost cute despite the massive cum tanks and permanently engorged pussy which block the view.

Finally, I let my eyes take in the sight of her most absurd feature: her cock and ever-swollen watermelon-sized balls. Her immense fleshy globes I've devoted my life to serving. They force her legs to spread wide and occupy most of the space from her groin to her knees, completely filling her lap. They're as smooth and hairless as the rest of her body, somehow still "cute" despite their obscene size. I often curl up in them, swaddled by the comforting feeling of their pillowy warmth, safe in a water bed of her virile cum. Her soft cock nestles between them, roughly a foot in length, still as thick as a coke can even in its deflated state. Her beautiful cock head oozes a near-constant stream of precum, saturating her balls in even more of her delicious, sticky juices, causing me to drool just thinking about it. Even now I can hear and see her cum tanks stirring and moving, perpetually churning up an unlimited supply of delicious Mommy cum. I lick my lips, savouring the taste on my tongue, still hungry for more.

I keep myself entertained while I wait for her to wake up by gently and slowly working precum out of my shaft, collecting the slick juice in my hand and sucking it off my fingers. I moan softly as I savour the sweet, slightly salty taste, letting my mind wander as I wonder what Mommy has in store for the rest of our morning. My belly and cock compete for my attention as they both ache with the need for their respective releases. I try as hard I can to be a patient little boy for Mommy.

Just as I suck another sticky load off my fingers, Mommy's breathing changes and her eyes start to flutter open. She's waking up! I grab my condom from her lap, holding it proudly at my side.

"Mommy?"

"Hm?" Her eyes open lazily.

"Good morning Mommy" another burp escapes my lips despite my best efforts. Her eyes drink me in, stopping and widening when her gaze reaches my swollen belly. "Thank you Mommy"

She closes her eyes again and lets out a long happy sigh.

Eyes still closed, she speaks, her voice raspy and quiet.

"Come here baby, I'm so proud of you"

Grateful for praise, but desperate for release, I take a step forward into Mommy's waiting arms. She pulls me into her ridiculous body, hugging me close, squeezing me against her giant udders, pressing her body into my painfully full belly. The pain pairs deliciously with the joy of receiving praise, Mommy's hands exploring my back before making their way down to my swollen midsection.

"Oh baby, I overdid it again didn't I? You must be positively bursting."

"I am Mommy, can you please please please help me?" I make an overexaggerated pouting face, hoping to convince Mommy of my dying need, my rapidly hardening cock pushing against her voluptuous thighs.

"Of course baby, you've been such a good boy. Go start the shower and I'll be there as soon as I can stand."

With a kiss on the forehead she lets me go, and I practically bounce to the washroom. I turn the shower on the moment I arrive, turning quickly in hopes that Mommy might already be standing behind me. My cock needs her desperately, to say nothing of my inflated belly slowly draining into my bladder. My hands idly play with my body as I wait, pumping my swollen, sticky, cock. I hear Mommy stand and stretch, taking an exaggerated amount of time to prepare herself for my release.

Finally, after what feels like a lifetime, the door opens and Mommy steps into the steamy room. Her tits bounce as she approaches, towering over my small frame. Her cock is already hard as a rock, nestled between her beautiful bosom, pumping dollops of precum into her cleavage. Her eyes focus on me like a predator looking at her pray, my cock unable to hold back another glob of sticky precum from falling to the floor with a lewd splat.

"Oooh poor boy, you're so cute when you're desperate" She teases. I feel completely paralyzed as she approaches me, standing so close I could reach out and lick one of her perfect, milky nipples. "You are desperate, aren't you?"

Tears start to well up in my eyes. No matter how many times we play this game, I still find myself completely overwhelmed by her, unable to think much less form words.

"Please?" is the only thing my mind can seem to say. Mommy seems pleased, and she drops to her knees in front of my boycock.

"Please what?" Her luscious lips envelop my cockhead, her perfect pillows sending shockwaves of pleasure to my brain. Her mouth is warm and wet, and sets itself to work swallowing the dollops of precum belching from my piss slit, sucking and slurping loudly. My mouth tries to form words, but the steamy room, my gaping ass, my pregnant belly, my overfully full balls and now Mommy's mouth make it impossible to focus. Loud, lewd moans escape my lips, but words escape me.

"Come on Xavier, tell me what this good little boy needs" She squeezes my balls, the pain and pleasure bringing me out of my fog, if only slightly.

"Please help me release Mommy, my balls are so full of cum, my belly is so fucking full of your juices. I just can't wait anymore. Please." My voice a pathetic whimper.

Mommy's lips release my cock, and she makes a show of drooling my sweet fluids out of her mouth as she stands. "Good boy. Was that so hard?"

I try to mumble something in response, but she's already turned away to open the shower door. The sight of her overdeveloped ass sends me right back to my all-consuming subspace, a red jeweled butt plug inside of her barely visible between her huge, round, ass cheeks. She bends over to adjust the temperature, giving me an unrestricted view of her giant futa balls and puffy pussy, soaking her thighs in her sweet juices. I feel myself walking behind her, my cloudy mind desperately impatient to soak my cock in her permanently pumped Mommy cunt.

"Ah ah ah, not yet baby." She says in a sweet, sing-songy voice, just as my flared cockhead touches her, it's warmth impossible to ignore. Her hand reaches back to her clit, rubbing it seductively, somehow increasing the amount of grool gushing from her soaking hole. "Do you want Mommy's pussy baby?"

I stammer my response "Y-yes Mommy."

Suddenly she stands and turns, her soaked hand gripping my throat. The smell of her pussy on her clenched fingers fills my nostrils, cutting off my breath. "Then wait until Mommy says so."

My mind absolutely melts under her grip, my head filling with blood and adrenaline as her strong hand cuts off my circulation. I moan like a whore, unable to maintain any kind of composure. My cock sprays her belly and cock with precum, totally out of my control. Mommy looks deeply in my eyes, releasing her grip as her suddenly dominant posture falls away as quickly as it emerged. "Well get in here silly!"

The hot water on my back feels heavenly. I let it flow over me, washing away the lewd mixture of sweet and sticky fluids covering my body. Mommy walks in behind me, close enough that I can feel her breath on my neck.

"Where do you want to piss baby? You've been such a good boy you get to choose today."

I turn and face her, my muddled brain not even trying to form something as complicated as words. I grasp my thick cock and point it at her oversexed body, trying desperately to make some kind of decision, but my mind can't seem to overcome the fog of my subspace. I try again to mumble a response, but I can't form any words.

"Shhhh. It's okay baby, let Mommy show you."

Adrenaline surges again as I suddenly realize my release is so close. My bladder stings like I haven't gone in ages, my piss slit bulging obscenely in preparation. I grip my cock tight, trying as hard as I can to not release until she says so.

Slowly, so slowly, Mommy gets on her knees again. Her forearms push around her massive bust, pushing her tits together, spraying milk, presenting herself to me.

"Don't hold back baby, piss all over these giant fucking udders!"

A dam breaks.

A throaty, desperate inhuman roar claws its way out of me, my kegels loosening, finally letting me release all of the fluids in my belly and bladder. My piss slit flares open, my urethra bulges and liters of pent up piss suddenly rush forth. My eyes glaze and my tongue falls out of my mouth as I finally feel the release of hot, sweet piss spraying from my cock.

My hot stream splatters onto Mommy's chest with the pressure of a firehose splattering everywhere. Her mouth opens wide, letting out a loud moan as I positively saturate her big Mommy titties. "Yes baby! Let it all out! Piss all over Mommy!" she screams, as if I could even stop if I wanted to. She squeezes and tugs her giant udders, shaking them back and forth like a stripper, ensuring that not a single drop of my piss is wasted.

I let my hands release from my cock, spraying wildly with abandon, and use them to push on my swollen belly. My insane flow somehow increases substantially, flying over Mommy's head and splattering the back wall of the shower. "I don't think so." I hear Mommy say, but it's difficult to hear anything with all the blood rushing through my head and the sound of my piss spraying everywhere.

My eyes roll back in my head, my asshole gaping open and shut from my convulsing kegels, but I feel Mommy grip my cock as she stands, pointing me at her giant futa cock. She buries my gushing cockhead in her sweaty cum tanks, whispering in my ear as she does so.

"Don't you waste a single fucking drop slut, Mommy wants you to fucking cover her do you understand me?" The only response I can muster is a disgusting mix of whorish moans and thank yous, but Mommy seems not to care what I say at this point. She grabs my cock roughly, directing my stream to soak her fat balls and thick cock in my hot flood.

Once she's satisfied, she turns around, releasing my cock from her soft hands. My eyes struggle to focus as she turns around and juts her pert ass and obscene holes back at me. Her giant tits sway as she braces her hands against the shower wall, yelling back at me.

"Wake up slut! Mommy wants to be soaked in it!"

I do my best to claw my way out of my incoherent subspace, trying my absolute hardest to obey Mommy's wishes. "Yes Mommy! I'm a good booooy"

With renewed dedication, I grab my cock and do my best to direct the stream. Piss splashes onto Mommy's back as she moans loudly in appreciation. My fountain covers both of her pendulous udders from behind, dripping off of her delicious nipples onto the shower floor. I adjust my stream once her tits are totally soaked, aiming for her perfect ass and her ridiculously puffy pussy. Piss splatters off her massive cheeks, completely soaking her back and rippling her soft flesh. I push on my belly with one hand and aim with the other, aiming for her perfect holes.

"Right there baby, right there. Spray Mommy's clit until she fucking cums!" I aim as much as I can, directing my boyjuice to her engorged clit, soaking her balls once again in the process. She starts to buck and convulse against my stream, desperately, wantonly pushing her hips back to increase the pressure. Grunts and moans fill the shower, her fat pussy pulsing as it rapidly approaches orgasm.

"Yes! Yes! Fuuuuck!" Mommy lets out a scream as her piss-induced orgasm crashes over her. Her heavy balls tighten as her pussy squirts against them, untold amounts of cum spraying wildly from her swollen cock. "Don't you fucking stop. Don't you dare fucking stop" She grunts in a raspy, commanding voice, drool flowing from her open mouth. Load after hot load belches from her piss slit, her thick cum slowly pooling around my feet as it makes its way to the drain. The delicious smells of piss, cum, milk, and pre flood my senses, as I try desperately to hold onto consciousness for the second time this morning.

Finally, Mommy's convulsions peter away, and my flow finally starts to recede. My belly is almost back to its normal size, and I feel relief wash over me. My knees start to give out, and I slide against the wall of the shower onto my soft, pillowy ass. My balls and my cock force my legs out wide, still spaying intermittently with the last of what my exhausted bladder has to offer.

My eyes close as I swim in a state of subby semi-consciousness, and I hear Mommy lay on her belly in front of me, absolutely soaked. The water from the shower sprays against her back, her plump lips closing around the head of my still leaking cock.

"Mmmmmm, good boy" She moans around my cock. Her lips and throat suck out the last of my juices, my bladder aching from the titanic release. "Shhhh, let Mommy take care of you baby."

...

My eyes are closed, my mind far away. I'm swimming in a cloud of ecstasy, blissfully unaware of my surroundings. The aching in my tummy is totally gone, and I savour the feeling of emptiness in my bladder. I'm just a dumb little slut, and I love it. For what feels like hours I stay in my own little world, content to let Mommy take care of anything outside my mind.

Annoyingly though, a new need eventually starts clawing at my consciousness as I try to stay in my subby little dream world. Slowly, reluctantly, I become aware of my breathing, and the sounds, not to mention smells, of the shower start to come back into focus. I sigh and pout, unable to avoid slipping back into consciousness, at least for now. As I wake, I dimly realize Mommy is kneeling in front of me now, her purt nipple mere millimeters from my drooling mouth. I open my lips, stick out my tongue, and begin to nurse from Mommy's beautiful, life-giving udder. Sweet, fatty streams of milk flood my mouth as I suckle from her, gulping greedily. Mommy's hand rests on the back of my head, pulling me into her, smothering me in the valley of her titflesh.

"Mmmmmmm, good boy Xavier" She moans.

After several minutes, Mommy's soft hand slides its way out of my blonde hair, her beautiful, swollen nipple pulling back from my ever-hungry mouth. I let myself sit and pant for a moment, small, milky burps punctuating the scene. The lids of my eyes flutter open, my vision filled with the sight of Mommy kneeling patiently in front of me. I must have been out for a while; Mommy is covered in soapy suds, all traces of my onslaught washed away.

"Good morning sleepy baby, did you have a good nap?" She giggles; her huge tits bouncing as her sweet laughs echo around the tiled shower. "I think it's time to wake up. Something tells me we aren't done yet honey." Her lips form a devious smile, her big blue eyes shooting a glance down my feminine body.

She isn't wrong; she hardly ever is. As I look myself over with my own eyes, it suddenly becomes painfully evident just how much more I need to release. Forcing my legs wide, my agonizingly sore and engorged balls churn and pulse from the pressure within. They've somehow swollen even bigger than they were just an hour ago, yet somehow still not even comparable to Mommy's oversized futa cumtanks. More urgently, I'm also throbbingly, ridiculously, desperately hard. My turgid, thick cock pulsates against my chest in my half-sitting position: as sensitive as a giant clit, as hard as a rock. It dawns on me that I'm soaked in my own sweet precum, and I'm suddenly overtaken by the desire to lean forward and shoot what I know will be a giant load down my insatiable throat.

"Don't you agree?" My eyes snap back at Mommy's face. She looks like she's about to devour me, biting her bottom lip in anticipation.

I suddenly feel embarrassed by my desire, my need fighting back against the feeling almost as quickly as it emerges. My eyes fall back on my swollen cockhead, hypnotized by the belching precum oozing onto my chest. "Yes Mommy"

"Well, what seems to be the problem my love? I can't help you if you don't tell me what you need." She says in her most innocent voice. I know the game she's trying to play, and I fight against my embarrassment as hard as I can to try and force out a response.

"My... my cock Mommy."

"Oh! It does seem to be rather hard doesn't it?" Her hand shoots out and grabs my hypersensitive shaft at its base. The sudden stimulation forces a loud moan from my lips, lewd and girlish. "But how can I help this cock baby? You know you need to be specific."

She's playing with me. She knows how difficult I find it to form coherent sentences when I'm at this level of need, my mind cloudy with embarrassment and desire. The two battle it out in my head as I try to answer, trying to find the words to tell Mommy what I want.

My eyes shoot up towards the ceiling. "I need to cum Mommy, I need to fucking cum please"

"Good boy Xavier, now we know what you need, but I still need you to tell me how" Her hand slowly slides its way up and down my long shaft, her grip painfully firm. She doesn't mind keeping me waiting, the anticipation part of the fun for her now that she's already gotten to cum. I struggle to decide how I want to release, tears forming at the corners of my eyes from the sheer desperation burning inside me. A million scenarios play out in my head, and I try to breathe through my tears and pick one out as it passes me by.

The thought crashes into my mind like a freight train. Her tits! Her giant, milky, soft, fucking udders. My fantasy from earlier this morning shoots back into my mind with stunning clarity. I need to fuck Mommy's tits. I fucking need them. I find confidence as the words start to spill out of my mouth. I know how to get what I want.

I loll my tongue out of my mouth and cross my eyes, a fat glop of drool dropping from my tongue. Mommy bites her lip in response, unable to hide her arousal at my display. I've got her right where I want her. Time to sell it.

"Let me fuck your udders Mommy! I want to fuck and pump every drop of my fat fucking load between your big Mommy milkers! I want to flood your cleavage with hot sticky cum!" I moan and pump my hips, roping Mommy in with my ridiculously lewd display.

Mommy perks up and grins. "Good boy! That's how you get what you want. Stand up for me now."

I practically jump onto my feet. I look down at Mommy and we both stare at each other, exchanging a devious and excited glance as we both rush with adrenaline.

"Turn around slut! Stick that perfect bubble butt in my fucking face."

I giggle with excitement as I brace myself against the wall, pushing my hands against the warm tiles. I stick my ass out towards Mommy's waiting mouth, deafened by the sound of my heart pumping in my ears.

"Spread those legs for me baby!" She commands. I follow her orders without hesitation, my pendulous, full balls hanging down between my thick thighs.

Mommy scoots forward and sticks her massive udders between my open legs, shoving her face between my thick cheeks and into my waiting asshole. I moan loudly as I shove my throbbing cock straight down between her impossibly soft tits, closing my thighs around them. My overflowing, sweaty balls rest against the top of her cleavage, just below her chin, already wet from Mommy's spit oozing down my taint. Mommy pulls her split-slickened face back, letting a lewd, raspy moan escape her lips.

"That's right baby. Fuck Mommy's big tits. Fuck them hard. Show me how much you need Mommy's milkers."

Not wasting a second more, Mommy plunges her face back between my fat cheeks and voraciously licks, sucks, and fucks her tongue into my asshole. Her head totally engulfed in my fat ass, I practically twerk against her as I plunge my cock as deep into her vast cleavage as I can. I squeeze my legs tighter, imprisoning her tits between them, splattering her milk against the tile wall beneath me. We moan like whores as I rut into her giant tits, my swollen balls slapping against her chin and cleavage in turn as I pump in an out of her udders like a fucking animal. I feel Mommy's hands sink into the soft flesh of my hips, pulling herself as far into me as she can, the pleasure from my asshole shooting into my brain and back down to my cock like a lightning bolt. Mommy's cock sprays rope after powerful rope of precum against the shower wall with loud, heavy, splats, as my own sweet juices flood her cleavage and leak down onto her cock and cumtanks.

My tongue falls out of my mouth, for real this time, and my eyes start to roll back as I completely give myself over to the pleasure. I can feel my orgasm building deep from within, my balls tightening against Mommy's chin more and more with every wet schlick of my cock pistoning between her ridiculous tits. I let the feeling control me, pumping into Mommy's udders even harder, convinced she'll be left with bruises on her cleavage from the force of my thrusts against her. My piss slit bulges as it prepares for my release, ready to spray my load down Mommy's tits and all over her godly package.

Dimly, however, I realize that Mommy's started pulling her face out of my now spit-soaked cheeks, my hole gaping slightly from the sudden removal of her tongue. Her grip against my hips lessens as well, her hands falling to her sides. I pout and my heart drops at the feeling of her teeth firmly, though not painfully, biting down against one of my swollen balls. I slowly stop fucking her, tears welling up in frustration. I was so fucking close.

"Mooooommy" I cry against the shower call. "I'm so fucking close Mommy please let me cum. Did I do something wrong?" I'm practically sobbing now.

Mommy doesn't answer. She scoots back, pulling her giant rack out from under my legs, and stands up behind me, I can smell the spit and sweat on her face as she squishes her tits against my back and whispers in my ear. "No no no Xavier, you did nothing wrong baby." Her hands hug around my chest.

"Then... then what is it?" I whisper back, scared to turn and face her.

"Let me show you" She coos in my ear, as soft and sultry as can be.

With that, Mommy turns away. I hear her walk to the end of the shower, my sexually frustrated senses all tangled up. My mind cloudy with the desperate need to cum. "Look here good boy" I hear her say.

I almost cum just from the sight of her. Mommy is braced against the wall with both hands, her hips pointed directly back at me. Her tits hang heavily beneath her chest, her legs spread wide. Her pussy is as wet as can be, literally flowing with her juices as they form small rivers of grool down the insides of her thighs. Her cock spews another load of precum against the floor, her giant, pendulous balls tightening as she does.

Mommy is beautiful, her body ridiculously overdeveloped and obscene, but that isn't why I'm struggling not to cum right here and now. No. Something draws my focus, making it impossible to look away.

Mommy's ass is full, spread almost to her thighs, by my massive horsecock toy.

How long was I passed out? Mommy must have cleaned herself off, walked out to the toy chest, and somehow forced my two-foot long toy, complete with flared head and knotted base, inside of her without any help. I knew Mommy was always trying to push her sexual limits, but I had no idea she had somehow worked herself up to being able to fit my toy in so easily. She turns her head around, looking me in the eyes. I'm completely hypnotized by her, unable to move, waiting for her command.

She takes a deep breath in, and slowly starts to exhale. My eyes widen in disbelief. Somehow unfazed by the massive size of the toy it took me almost a year of daily training to work up to, she starts to push the giant horsecock out of her. Her tight asshole stretches outward as the knot strains against her reddened sphincter, pushing out of her voluptuous cheeks. Wet, lewd, squelching, sucking sounds fill the room, as she forces the knot out with animalistic grunts. Her pussy gaping and squirting thick streams of clear juices with every push, further flooding my brain with lust. Inch after inch of the toy works its way out until the flared head tugs against her, stretching her abused hole downward. With a final grunt and a loud pop it falls heavily to the floor, a long gush of lube flows down Mommy's cum tanks as it finally releases from her bowels.

My eyes alternate between Mommy's face and her asshole, so thoroughly gaped it refuses to close, still pushing out thick globs of lube with every involuntary flex of her kegels. When she finally speaks, her voice is raspy and hoarse.

"Fuck me"

I'm not in control anymore, an unknown force composed of lust and need within me is calling the shots now. I merely watch myself as I stride towards her gushing cunt and swollen asshole, like some kind of oversexed zombie. My cock arrives at her rear long before the rest of my body, its length stretching even longer than its normal ruler-shaming size, engorged with blood and voracious with lust. It glides up her holes and through her pillowy cheeks, immediately soaked in her grool and the lube pouring out of her. Her pussy's warmth pulses against the base of my cock, my mind struggling to decide which hole to fuck my load into. I slide my cock between her slippery cheeks in the meantime, at least getting some stimulation from Mommy's grinding hips, but it's not nearly enough. Even in my semi-conscious state, my indecision still won't leave me alone. Do I fuck Mommy's gaping, lubed, swollen asshole, or her swollen, hot, soaking wet pussy? I feel myself spinning with indecision and need. Why does it even matter? Why can't I make up my mind?

"Which... which hole Mommy?" I hear myself say. I sound drunk.

She looks back, her eyelids half open, still dazed from the toy.

"Shhh... it's okay baby" Her words equally sloppy and slurred. "Let me make it easy for you." My ears perk up. She clears her throat, takes a deep breath and looks me dead in the eyes.

"I'm ovulating Xavier. I want you to breed me. Take that big fat fucking cock and make me pregnant with it!"

Something snaps inside me. Mommy wants me to breed her. Mommy wants me to make her pregnant. A girlish moan escapes my lips and a fat glob of precum flies out my cock, arcing in the air and landing on her back with a wet splat. All other thoughts slip from my mind, erased by Mommy's simple command and the primal urge to breed. I take a step back, my cock slipping from between her cheeks, thick strands of lube, precum, and grool hanging between us.

Grabbing my thick boycock with both hands, I aim it directly at Mommy's perfect pussy. Its swollen, pumped, engorged lips hypnotizing me. Without another second to waste, I step forward into her soaking wet folds. Without warning, I slam my cock into her, her fat cheeks crashing against my hips. She takes every inch effortlessly, her walls squeezing me so hard I think I might just cum right here and now. I push as deep as I possibly can, ravenously forcing myself against her massive cheeks to try and shove myself even deeper into her fertile womb.

And then I start to really fuck her.

I rut into her with abandon, our wails, grunts, and slapping balls filling the shower with a cacophony of lust. Every pump into her mere milliseconds apart, my cock blurring from the speed of my thrusts.

"Cum for me baby, fill Mommy's womb with your seed. Make me fucking pregnant!"

We've totally lost control. Mommy's cock sprays another powerful jet of piss against the wall as she totally lets herself go. Her cheeks clap against me, her giant tits flailing and spraying milk wildly in front of her. I can feel myself getting close, my heavy balls tightening against my body with every loud slap against Mommy's fat ass. I bury my cock inside her, straining as hard as I can while her skilled kegels milk me even further.

I look down at the flurry of my cock pistoning into Mommy's pussy, her ass rippling and slapping against me, my mind totally clouded with lust. In a final act of uncontrollable depravity, I shove my entire first inside her asshole, gripping my cock through the walls of her pussy. I'm literally jerking myself off through her, my fingers gripping my rock hard cock with her flesh, using her holes like a living fleshlight. She screams, but I barely hear it. It's all too much. The tightness in my balls become borderline painful, tightening as hard as they can. It's finally happening. In a second, a flood of hot cum shoots up my balls, through my yawning piss slit, and out of my swollen cockhead.

"Yes, yes baby! Jack yourself off with my cunt! Fucking fill me now"

My cum erupts into Mommy's womb, flooding the warm confines of her pussy instantly. I let out a final scream as her belly distends obscenely, filling with my seed despite the untold amounts being pushed out against me with every thrust. I fuck her as hard as I can, the oblivion of my subspace creeping back in around the edges, my free hand gripping her hip so hard I think I might break it. My cockhead bulges and swells with the unbroken deluge of cum, stinging deliciously, incalculable amounts of gooey progeny finally freed from its confinement. The sheer amount of sexual fluids escaping us both clogs the drain and pools around our feet. The entire shower reeks of cum, overpowering the smell of all the other delicious fluids we've been releasing all morning. Mommy's belly already looks like she's nine months pregnant, but I'm nowhere near finished. My heavy balls tighten and loosen and churn wildly, finally allowed the release they've been denied for so long.

"Uuugh yes baby, flood me! Let it all out for Mommy!" Hot cum pours out of her mouth as she speaks, the sheer amount and pressure forcing itself out of her anyway it can. She tries to swallow as much of it back down as she can, desperate to hold on to as much of my release as possible.

I start to black out again, my cock straining itself to open as wide as humanely possible as I continue pumping gallon after gallon after gallon of cum with reckless abandon.

"Moooooommy"

...

Drip, drip, drip

I'm gone again. Far away.

Drip, drip, splat

I'm on a cloud. Totally, blissfully unaware of my surroundings. I've been a good boy, and I know it. My bladder and balls are empty, at least for now, and I'm totally, completely satisfied.

Drip

"Huh?" I slowly start to come to, realizing I must have passed out again.

Splat

"Good morning baby. I was wondering when you were going to wake up."

As my senses come back into focus, I realize we're in Mommy's office. I'm lying on my back under her custom office chair, a luxurious piece with a sort of padded toilet seat instead of a normal one. My vision clears, an I'm greeted by the sight of Mommy's holes and her gigantic package directly above me. Fat globs of my cum leak from her pussy, directly on to my face.

"Now be a good boy and be quiet for me alright? Mommy's about to have a video call with some friends."

I give a small moan in response.

"Good boy." I hear her typing on her computer and the sound of voices coming over the speakers.

I close my eyes and open my mouth wide. This is turning into a very good Sunday.