A Tale Of Two Titties

The Dynamic Duo Hilda and Harriet Humper star in a classic Humper
story:
"A Tale Of Two Titties"
Written and edited by Victor C. Nathan


They were the best of breasts. They were the worst of breasts. They
were the worst because they were so fucking big and everybody wanted
to play with them and it kept 38-year-old Hilda Humper pretty damn
busy.

Hilda was the type of lady that was not busy fighting them off
either. She was busy finding time to fit as much sex into her busy
schedule as possible. Hilda was a certified fucking nymphomaniac and
was not the least bit ashamed of it. She refused to think that women
should cling to the archaic and Victorian notion that females should
feel guilty about enjoying sex. Miss Humper enjoyed it more than
oxygen, water or light. She never went one day without it and a host
of anxiously horny men were always around to meet her insatiable need
for coitus. Hilda loved every postion imaginable and today she was
once again getting that old familiar yearning in her pussy for some
dick.

Hilda knew that her daughter's boyfriend's dad was home this Saturday
afternoon and that his wife was out of town. Richard Dicker was a man
whom she knew would appreciate a big-boobed body to romp with on this
beautiful sunny day. Hilda knew that Richard and his wife were
rarely, if ever, intimate anymore and she wanted to make his day.

Meanwhile, over at the Dicker household:

"Oh, Mr. Dicker, you are one big motherfucker!" eighteen-year-old
Harriet Humper squealed as she sat beside Richard on the bed and
pulled down the 45-year-old man's briefs.

Young Harriet Humper slid Mr. Dicker's underwear all the way down and
squealed when she saw his gigantic penis.

"My goodness!" Harriet exclaimed as she eagerly touched his
johnson. "Look at you, baby! You are one handsome fucker. Just look
at this big long weenie. It is such a beautiful one. So large and not
even erect yet. Can I kiss him?"

"Oh, yes!" Richard Dicker said in a strong voice of approval as he
took his still soft staff in one hand and held it straight up. "Give
him a smooch right on his head."

"Tee hee," the eighteen-year-old girl giggled as she pursed her lips,
which were thick, beautiful and ruby red like her mother's, and
leaned over just a bit. "Gonna kiss Mr. Happy right on his happy
heady weddy. Hee hee hee hee hee."

The blonde high school student, who had the same basketball-sized
tits and thunder thighs as her irresistible mother, lowered her
pretty blond head and let her big lips just barely brush the tip of
his sponge-like mushroom knob of warrior. Then Harriet breathed her
soft breath on it and it was hot against his cock head. The air of
her sweet breath wafted over it and made it warm with sensation.
Harriet watched as just her breathing made Richard Dicker's penis
begin to straighten and stiffen and its head swell larger and larger.
He was already enormous but Harriet giggled as he grew to amazing
proportions in both length and in what she considered essential to a
man's member, thickness.

"Gee whiz, Mr. Dicker," Harriet intoned in her best naive 1950s Leave
It To Beaver voice. "Your hot dog just went from a regular to a foot
long. Tee hee hee!"

Harriet always made men believe that she was more innocent and naive
than she really was. In reality the young high school cheerleader had
fucked and sucked flocks of guys. Harriet had her mother's voracious
sexual appetite and the same shameless way of pursuing it. Harriet
watched with wide green eyes as Richard's dick filled with blood,
holding it in her right hand as it did.

"Amazing," Harriet Humper moaned in a low husky voice. "Now comes the
fun part. I am going to try something that I also do to your son
Chuck's pee wee."

The young vixen brought her face close to his manhood and gently
extended her tongue until it touched the tip of his penis head. Then
Harriet brought her tongue down on the pee hole in the top of his
organ and let her tongue flick and lick inside the little cleft that
she found there. She pressed her wiggling and talented tongue down
into the little hole in his dick as far as she possibly could.

"Ohhhhhhh," Mr. Dicker moaned loudly. "That tickles, baby. I've never
felt anything like that before. I like having a cute little girl
licking at my pee hole."

Mr. Dicker ran his hands through the eighteen-year-old's long mane of
blonde hair as her tongue still tickled the very tip of his cock. It
tickled so much that he began to laugh and chuckle much like a young
person would.

"Feels pretty fucking good, doesn't it?" Harriet said as she stopped
licking him for a second and smiled up into his face. "Mr. Happy is
throbbing like a motherfucker. I can feel your wee wee reacting just
like your son Chuck's does when I do this shit. Throbs and gets hard
as a fucking rock. Tee hee hee. I love it."

For her effort Harriet was rewarded when she felt a thin trickle of
pre-cum ooze from Mr. Dicker's pee hole and onto her tongue.

"Mmmmmm," Harriet cooed as she tasted his fluid. "You taste good,
baby. I love pre-cum wee wee juice. I want you to shoot your cum all
over me, Mr. D. I'll make you squirt like a water fountain."

Harriet giggled again and began to stroke Richard's nine inch pecker
voraciously, squealing and laughing as she did. With her other hand
the horny Harriet unbuttoned her blouse and slid it off, leaving only
the sight of her gigantic young boobies swelling hard against a green
bra. The bra was just like her big-tittied mother Hilda Humper wore
to support her enormous jugs and to keep the heavy fuckers from
bouncing all over the place. Harriet stopped her stroking a second
and reached to remove her bra.

"Now you can see that you are with a young, but very overdeveloped
girl. My titties are big as fucking watermelons, baby. These bitches
will make your big happy rocket heady launch a full scale mission. Ha
ha ha ha! Coming all over me."

"Oh, momma!" Richard Dicker said softly when he saw her in just a
bra. "I have died and gone to heaven. Homina! Homina! Homina!"

Harriet laughed as the 45-year-old man stammered and his cock jerked
mildly with what could have been ejaculation, but was a false alarm.

Meanwhile, not far away:

"Oh, I need to get me a big, long, hard wee wee," Hilda Humper moaned
as she drove, manuevering her vehicle toward the direction of the
Dicker household. "Richard, here I come, you big-dicked son of a
bitch."

As she drove the straight drive vehicle the busty blonde had several
of the buttons of her blouse undone and rubbed her gigantic titties
vigorously as she made little cries of needful horniness. Hilda would
stop touching her breasts occasionally and her hand would go under
her skirt, her wild fingers touching her soaking wet cunny and
probing it and twanging its sensitive little clit.

"Oh! Oh! Oh!" Miss Humper screamed. "I'm going to fucking come!
Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!"

"Oh, fuck! Yeah!" Hilda Humper squealed as she drove like a crazy bat
out of hell around the sundry streets on her way to the Dicker
household to get her some dick from Mr. Dicker. "I'm in an orgasmic
paradise!"

And she was. Hilda's pussy tingled with a series of tingly orgasms
that reverberated through her full-fleshed body, shaking her all over
and making her titties jiggle. Hilda would be at the home of her
occasional fuckmate, Richard Dicker, in a matter of minutes. Miss
Humper's orgasm was made sweeter when she contemplated what she and
the big-dicked married man would soon be doing – writhing, bucking,
sucking and fucking in the sweaty sheets. Hilda wanted him to
pleasure her massive breasts that now swelled from her blouse, whose
first few buttons were undone, showing the two mountains that she
carried everyday.

Back at the Dicker house things were going along just fine and
Harriet was hornily uninhibited in her loose cheerleader behavior
that many would call slutty, but no man would refuse.

"You like that shit?" Harriet Humper asked sweetly as she began to
give his full erection loud sloppy kisses. "Your pee wee wee wee
likes me. That motherfucker is oozing with pre-cum. My little mouth
loves the taste of wee wee juice more than anything. I just need to
get you to the point where this fucker will shoot a big load all over
my face. I want you to squirt all over me, dousing my big young
titties and my fucking face and make it all sticky and shit."

Harriet often had a dirtier mouth than her mother and was just as
kinky and naughty. Mr. Dicker could not believe his luck. He winced
and his body tensed as Harriet started to lick his penis like a
lollipop that a schoolgirl such as her would enjoy. She was so sweet
and wonderful.

"Oh my goodness, sweetie! That feels great! Keep on and my big happy
rocket heady may start launching immediately."

"Then fire that wee wee rocket fuel in momma's face and set him off,"
Harriet responded with a cackle as she kissed his big balls and
squeezed his weenie head, pinching it ever so softly with her young
little fingers. "Operation Wee Wee needs to commence."

"Oh, wee wee! You are so hard, you big, naughty motherfucker. Momma's
mammy mounds have gotten her big boy so fucking erect," Harriet
squealed as she pulled on Mr. Dicker's nine inch stalk of manhood and
then began to rhyme and sing. "Wee wee rocket, I love you. Wee wee
rocket, I'll suck you too. And when my wee wee rocket is through,
momma will be covered with wee wee goo."

Harriet Humper giggled again and went back to Richard's tiny pee hole
and the task of licking at it with even more pre-cum oozing from its
tiny opening this time than moments before.

"Oh, yes, honey," Mr. Dicker moaned as the young little vixen hellcat
lapped at his pee hole like an eager puppy. He was loving the way
Harriet used baby talk and treated him as if he were very
young. "That feels so good, darling. I am almost there now, almost
there."

"Come for me, baby," Harriet begged right before she slid his pecker
into her mouth, astonished at the older man's staying power and
ability to last so long with her. "Momma's going to make baby's sweet
pee pee pole sprinkle and tinkle its ooey gooey and sticky wicky wee
wee juice all over her face and momma Harriet's big slap happy mammy
mounds. This big critter is going to get to spit and spray. And it's
going to tickle like a motherfucker when it squirts, baby."

Harriet placed one of Richard's excitedly quivering hands on her
enormous jiggly left boob to get him even more turned on as she slid
his slippery wet shaft back into her mouth, telling him to yell a
little before he came so that he could shoot his wad all over her
tits instead of just in her mouth. Harriet greedily and hungrily
applied hard pressure to Dicker's organ until he was begging for
release.

"Oh, baby," Richard moaned in a voice that sounded younger than his
45 years. "I have maybe ten seconds. Get ready for blast off."

Harriet yanked his willy from her mouth and held it before her face,
rubbing and kissing around the edges of its mushroom knob.

"Fire that fucker! Fire that wee wee rocket fuel all over momma! Come
for momma harder than Mr Happy has ever come before! Make pee wee boy
shoot like a motherfucking firing squad!"

And he did.

Richard gripped his stick with one hand and aimed the first shot of a
rapidly approaching orgasm right into her face.

"Weeeeeeee!" Harriet Humper squealed like a baby, her titan titties
bouncing as the first thick stream of baby batter stickily landed on
her nose. "Tee hee hee! Operation Wee Wee is going full speed ahead!"

The older man aimed again and the second spurt of jism creamed the
expansive areola of young Harriet's massive left asset that was
fucking bobbing like Jello in an airplane with turbulence.

"I got a whole tank of wee wee rocket fuel just for you!" Richard
exclaimed, laughing as his oversized member forcefully emptied its
contents, bathing the high school beauty in a sea of cum. "Take it,
baby! Take it all, you little cutie weenie-hungry boobie girl!"

And the dam broke.

"Squirtsies! Squirtsies!" Harriet Humper squealed and screeched and
laughed as Richard Dicker shot his goo all over her body in jet
streams of white fluid. "Gimme gimme! Give momma all of baby's
special sticky pee pee!"

When Richard was done spraying the high school chick with his cum he
fell back spent and exhausted on the bed. Harriet fell over him and
kissed his wee wee rocket right on the pee hole and licked some of
the excess stray cum off of it, relishing its flavor on her hungry
little tongue.

"Oh, honey," Richard Dicker groaned wearily. "You just about wiped me
out. I'm not a young person like you are that can go for hours. I'm
an old man. My wife never gives me anything like that, Harriet. We
haven't had sex for three months."

"I'll give you everything you need," Harriet breathed into his ear as
some of the jizz on her huge boobs dripped onto his stomach. "We can
do anything that you want to do, baby. Momma's body belongs to you
today and you can do anything you want with me. I'm yours, you sweet-
dicked motherfucker."

"Speaking of mother," a feminine voice resounded from the doorway of
the bedroom. "Guess who's here now."

"Hilda!" Mr. Dicker gasped in surprise, his dick sagging as it
deflated slowly.

"Mom!" Harriet exclaimed, almost laughing. "What the hell are you
doing here?"

"Probably had the same idea as you, honey," Hilda Humper replied as
she stepped sexily into the room, her blouse open with no bra beneath
it and the front of her tight little skirt a bit damp with her
juices, one of her hands clasped beneath it and still touching her
soaked cunny that tingled so happily and pleasurably with the
anticipation of a romp and a dick as hard and as long as she was
accustomed to thrusting within her, throbbing and taking her to
heavenly realms, nearly to the point of an erupting orgasmic
highlight that would just be one in a series of frantic fucks, a fuck
that she needed like babies need milk or sick patients need medicine;
it was her end all and be all of existence and Hilda found within it
everything worth cleaving to in a mundane world. "But it seems that
the humping party has started without me. Harriet you look like he
emptied his fucking balls on you, baby. I hope that there is some
left in that big dick for Mom's pussy's little needs. I want to fuck
and suck and buck and erupt with you, Richie, you big cock."

"Oh, Mom," Harriet laughed loudly. "Sometimes you can be such a slut."

"Go take a shower and leave mother to her business, child," the 38-
year-old woman said to her daughter, giggling at her frolicking and
naked little body that was sticky with wee wee love juice as the
older woman reached for Richard's softened penis. "Momma's pussy has
needs too, darling. Momma needs a wee wee to give her hungry sexual
charisma some relief and equilibrium. After you get cleaned up we can
both see what kind of crazy thrills we can give kind old Mr. Dicker's
big slab of a wee wee."

"Yes, Mother," Harriet said in a mock obedient voice as she began to
walk away, watching proudly as her mother began to remove her
clothes. "Just save some of that dick for me."

"Don't count on it," Hilda laughed as she was now in her birthday
suit, her full figured glorious body exposed to Richard in all its
splendor, her gigantic jugs leaping and as excited as her pussy felt
inside.

Hilda Humper sat down on the bed beside Mr. Dicker and pulled his
head close to her bouncy mountain of a left breast as her hand went
to his pecker to stroke and hopefully revive it.

"Come on, baby," Hilda cooed low as she chuckled in a moment of self-
parody. "See if an old lady can get that sausage hard again with her
big juggies. This old lady is dying for a good wild fuck and we need
wee wee back at full mast to do it."

"When daughter is away, mommy will play," Hilda said with a grin that
was so wide that it threatened to take over her whole face and make
it look even more angelic than it already did, as the sunlight seeped
through the window on this bright afternoon and turned her long mane
of blonde hair to a lovely gold. "Mommy needs a fucky from Richie's
little dinky."

The 38-year-old educator cradled Mr. Dicker's head in her hands and
slowly eased it closer to the left side of her bosom. Hilda Humper
smiled as Richard's mouth slowly opened as it approached the puckered
nipple of her big left bazoom. To Miss Humper, Richard was not unlike
a baby at this moment, ready to nurse at her yummy orbs and extract
the sustenance that he so desperately needed for growth. In this case
the growth that she was concerned about was the growth of his weenie,
the growth of the prick that this man had just emptied out on her
young daughter in a blast of sticky excretion, making Harriet have to
clean all of his seed off of herself with soap and hot water and
giving the horny little hellcat a chance to finger herself to a
rattling good orgasm in the steamy watery atmosphere of the shower,
which in most cases she rarely took alone, most of the time enjoying
having a boy with her to make bath time more fun. Hilda grinned again
as Richard locked his warm lips around the areola area of her left
boobie and squealed as his tickly tongue flicked at the hard pebbly
nub of her nipple. It had the desired effect, for Dicker's dick,
which had nearly sagged to a wilted trunk, was now on its merry way
to its nine inch apex of rigidity as his tube snake filled with blood
and began to straighten before her eyes.

"Wheeeee!" the big-tittied bombshell yelped childishly as he began to
apply sucking tension to her flesh balloon again. "Suck me hard,
daughterfucker, cause that fucking shit feels good. My big mammy
mound is tingling like nobody's business. Looks like wee wee likes it
too. He is growing up big and strong. Now suck, little baby, suck!"

"Mmmmmphhhhh!" Richard gasped with his mouth full of tittie flesh, as
he hungrily began to devour it like a ravenous baby calf at a cow's
udders.

"Oooooo, yes!" Miss Humper cooed in a voice loud enough to make the
neighbors wonder what was going on. "Oh my goodness! Keep on, honey!
Nibble, bite, pull on momma's skin with your teeth! Make it tingle
and sting and hurt so fucking good!"

Richard quickly tried to meet her insatiable demands. He placed both
hands on her jiggling left breast and used his teeth, taking just the
tiniest fold of tittie flesh between them and biting down, and then
pulling roughly outward. Hilda screeched and screamed with a mingling
of pleasure, pain and elation that was all mixed up and growled and
moaned as his teeth ferociously chewed and bit into her giant jugs of
flesh. The horny big boob queen grabbed his cock, wrapping her
fingers around it and holding onto it like it was a handle of support
for her. The elder Humper was wailing now, almost crying with what he
was doing so joyously to her hooters, making the big knockers bounce
and jounce and bob up and down on her full-figured frame. Richard
Dicker could see from the corner of his eye as he nursed, that her
pussy was wet and gushing with excitement, her juices glistening on
and around her lovely honeypot, their sweet musk reaching his
nostrils and filling him with euphoric horny anticipation. Hilda was
bellowing nonsense now.

"Mommy wishes she had milk for baby! Milk gone bye bye! Milk all
gone!"

Richard thought of the most fun thing he could do in this moment. He
unlatched his mouth from Hilda's tits and pushed her to her back on
the bed. He scurried up her frame, now poised over her rib cage
without dropping all his weight. Her big mountains were before him
and his member was hard and erect. Gripping her titties and pushing
them apart, he slid his big shaft slowly between her twin towers.

"Give it to me, baby!" Hilda cried out as her mountains flopped and
jiggled from where she was lying on her back on the king-sized
bed. "Let me squeeze them around your big firehose, honey."

"Yes, Hilda," Richard Dicker grunted as he manuevered his big schlong
between her fleshy mounds that rose from her chest like sweet
quivering swells of desire that she carried as a heavy burden just
for him. Hilda's boobies were sweating a little too, glistening as
they got so hot that they felt like they would scald him. "So big and
firm, yet so soft and pillowy. Mmmmmm, they feel so good to me.
Sandwich my dick so hard between them. Yes, that's the way."

Miss Humper adroitly pressed her happy damp juggies around her
daughter's boyfriend's father's big long fuckstick and then began to
move them around in circles, making his johnson feel the
reverberating wiggling and shaking and soft texture of the masses of
basketball sized boob flesh that surrounded and encompassed it on all
sides, making his wee wee tingle and surge with the early pleasures
of what always proved to be a radical explosion, another victim of
Hilda's boobie trap that was her cleavage. Just days before, her son
Henry and his twelve inch cock had been another victim of her
mountainous knockers and cavernous cleavage when his giant organ had
been sliding up and down between his mother's big set of boobies. It
had ended in a radical explosion when Henry finally came.

"Slide it, Richie," Hilda said within a deep breath of carnality as
she reveled in her dirty afternoon fun. "Come on, wee wee warrior,
slide that pee wee slab up and down between momma's big whoppers. You
know you fucking want to."

"Ohhhhhhhhhh!" Mr. Dicker cried in a wall-shaking fit of happiness
and wee wee stimulation that went from deep in his balls to the very
tip of his pee pee hole. "That feels like heaven."

The middle-aged man began to thrust his stalk up and down as he
delicately balanced himself right above her abdomen and rib cage.
Hilda smiled at him behind the natural wonders of her breasts that
loomed high and almost hid her angel face. This was one angel that
had the devil in her, Richard thought as his manhood traveled the
distance of her track of cleavage until it touched her chin. This was
why Hilda liked to be tittiefucked by guys who were hung like horses.
Her titties and her mouth got some wee wee at the same time. In and
out he thrust, making his thrusts so deep that her open mouth and
thick lips took in his member as it made its way to the sublime area
of her hungry orifice.

"Mmmmmphhhh!" Hilda managed to muffle as she swallowed the end of his
cock again. "Faster, Richie, faster!"

Mr. Dicker gripped her giant boobs with both hands and caused them to
tightly boobclench him as he fucked them at a faster, frenzied and
furious rate of intensity. Richard was one good boobiefucker and Miss
Humper was wild and wet and being pleasured quite a lot.

"Oh my goodness!" Richard exclaimed as he felt her tongue flick at
his mushroom head as he made another wee wee journey between her
pretty titties. "Holy shit, that tingles so much."

Hilda agreed and her pussy was wet to prove it.

Richard Dicker felt Hilda Humper's warm mouth touch his penis as he
humped her between her big titties, his girth reaching a great
distance to ensure that she got to give the head that she so craved
giving.

"Ohhhhhhhh!" Richard let out a gasp of air as unspeakable tickles and
twinges of sensation coursed gradually through the length of his
weenie as it plowed a path between the mountainous hills before him
that jiggled and bounced and swayed with the fucking. "Holy shit,
Hilda! They are so wonderful!"

"Yes, they fucking are," Hilda agreed as she looked up at the
incoming rocket wee wee that slid towards her face and into her
mouth. "Mmmmmmph! Tasty hot dog. Lots of pre-cum wee wee juice coming
out of it for me too."

A trickle of sticky jizz dangled like spittle from the tip of
Richard's rapidly thrusting stalk of manhood. Miss Humper lapped it
off as fast as a frog snagging a fly with his extra long tongue. It
was that rapid of a movement for her. The big-boobied femme fatale
loved cum very much.

"Ooooooooo," Hilda whispered as Richard grabbed her whopping tits and
he fucked them so hard that it hurt when his pee wee stick went into
her mouth. "How long can you last, baby?"

The tittiefucking was getting noisy now, for the deep divide of
Hilda's cleavage was slick with sweat. It caused his screwing to make
a funny squeaking sound as he dicked her for what seemed to be
forever. Mr. Dicker thought that her sweaty boobs felt great and the
glistening perspiration made his cock slide like a dream and gave it
a soothing and fresh feeling of virility. He couldn't believe he had
lasted as long as he had. Richard at 45 was fucking like a champ and
he hoped that he could last for a long time. In reality though, he
wanted release. Dicker wanted to feel the sharp tinge of pleasure
shoot through the inside of the tube of his penis with every shot of
love juice, splashing her titties and face and leaving them awash in
his fluid that Hilda loved so much, just like her daughter Harriet
did when he bathed her lithe high school cheerleader body with the
thick streams that had burst from his loins with more force than he
ever remembered.

"Tee hee," Hilda giggled as her titan ta tas rocked and his nine inch
staff squeaked humorously between their grandeur. "Fucky, fucky,
fucky. My mammies are loving this crazy squeaky wee wee shit. Ha ha
ha."

With this, Richard had to laugh as well, but he never slowed the pace
and instead roughly pushed her soft jugs tightly around his sweat-
slick wee wee. It was at this point that he felt the twinge of joy at
the end of his cock that always preceded an explosion. Hilda's
bouncing basketball bazooms were taking him to paradise. The
beautiful fleshy milkers shook their pillowy skin around his manhood.
Their nipples were sharp points of desire and he took each one
between thumb and forefinger and yanked upward as he felt his
resistance give way and give her the gift that until now was dormant
within his nutsack.

And then Richard Dicker was over the edge, plunging headlong into the
abyss of pleasure as his wee wee mined the abyss of her cleavage and
began to squirt his imminent satisfaction as a paean to her blessed
assets, blasting rocket-like once again onto her boobies and
partially into her giving and talented mouth whose thick lips were
open and ready for this sustenance.

"Yes!" the older man screamed. "This is the fucking motherload!"

Meanwhile:

"Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Harriet Humper cried as the warm water
sprayed down on her jizz-covered body and two of her tiny fingers
probed the far reaches of her tingly young pussy. "Oh, damn! Oh,
shit! Oh, fuck!"

The young high school senior let the water rinse over every inch of
her supple body as she gave her pussy some stimuli with her dexterous
little feminine fingers and it made her scream so loud that it echoed
in the expansive spacious bathroom. Harriet's boobies bobbed and
swayed as she played with herself in an intimate and shameless act of
self-indulgence that was a frequent activity for her. Harriet laughed
as she thought of her horny mother in the other room fucking the man
that her young offspring had been with just minutes before
her. "Sometimes Mom can be such a slut," Harriet thought. But she
knew what it was like to want nothing more than a dick and a load of
cum every day and not being able to stop her desires. Harriet had
remembered being just a little girl and seeing her mother with her
eighteen-year-old male babysitter, paying him not just with money,
but with trade as well. Nobody was more talented in bed than Hilda
Hannah Humper. Harriet would peek through the hole in the wall and
see her mother in her bedroom with scores of men. Hilda was shameless
in how slutty and horny she could be in her pursuits. But Harriet was
just enjoying the thought of what she had just done with Mr. Dicker
as she gave her little cunny a good happy fingering that made her
feel reinvigorated and alive.

"Mmmmmmmmm! Mmmmmmmmm! Oh, fucking shit, oh, fucking holy wee wee
rockets in cunnyville! Tickle, tickle, tickle! Wheeeeeeeeee!"

Harriet became a little child when she fingered her little nub of a
clit, crying out and using nursery sorts of words to express her
bliss. Harriet wanted to enjoy her shower sufficiently before she
went back in the bedroom to help her mother give maximum tittage and
pleasure to Richard Dicker's insatiably wild sexual appetite and nine
inch pee pee pole. Harriet thought that the older man was one of the
best men she had ever been with in bed and that was saying quite a
lot. There had been multitudes of wee wees in her mere eighteen-year-
old slot. Some had been very big, some little teeny weeny and others
in between. Harriet preferred the big jumbo logs like Mr. Dicker had
given her. Just thinking of it made her fingers slide more quickly
and probe more deeply inside of her wet pussy as the shower head
rinsed all the baby goo off of her beautiful flesh.

"Oh! Oh! Oh!" Harriet squealed and writhed beneath the stream of H2O
that cascaded down. "I need a dick! I need a fuck! I am coming now,
now, now! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The younger Humper's whole perfect body quaked as the orgasm of a
lifetime paid her for all her deft fingerwork. Harriet Holly Humper
shook and screamed as bursts of pleasure washed over her making her
eyes clench shut and almost cross. She was crying like a happy baby
now with the release and the blessed flush of fucking sensation that
possessed her in this moment. Harriet fell to the floor of the tub
and felt her wet pussy gush with her sweet feminine secretions.

"Oh, shit, yes!" Harriet begged. "Let me die with an orgasm like this
because I know what heaven is like!"

And she did. She would find it in even more supply as soon as she
made it to the next room where a humping haven of heavenly bliss
awaited her. Harriet would hump her way to paradise. She would screw
her way to nirvana. She would fuck her way to freedom.

"Oooooooweeeeeee!" Hilda squeaked as her big bulging boobies clenched
and squeezed Richard's spitting and sputtering weenie that doused her
with its load. "Spray me with that big long wee wee son of a bitch!
Fucking cover me, baby!"

Richard obeyed her sex-obsessed request for a generous contribution
of wee wee juice to the area of her general person. The 45-year-old
man grunted and groaned as forceful shot after forceful shot exited
from the pent-up trunk and then out through the spongy mushroom head
of his jumbo johnson. Tittie surrounded it on all sides working and
milking it of its fluid that went smilingly in Hilda's blond hair and
on her sexy face and also her waiting mouth. Richard's sticky goo was
bathing her a little on her breasts too as well as quenching her
thirst when she finally wrapped her lips around the squirting tip of
his rod.

"Mmmmmmmmm! Ooooooooo! Aaaaaaahhhh!" Miss Humper intoned in between
gulps of his bounty. "Wee wee spray like a fountain over me! Give me
every drop to digest or to feel on my skin just like I feel the hard
plump size of you between my big fucking mammie bazooms! Oooooo, yes!"

The school teacher sucked down every last ounce of him as she now
held him firmly both between her titties and between her thick ruby
red lips that fluttered around his pee wee head, as she had taught
Harriet to call a man's mushroom tip. At the same time she pushed her
breasts tighter around him and began to work them in circles,
stimulating and draining the last bit of reserve from his long
planting tool. Hilda was shameless in her sexual hunger and was not
afraid to get all she could from the sweet moment. But this moment of
tittiefucking wee wee fun was interrupted and they, both Hilda and
Richard, looked back as the door of the bedroom swung abruptly open
and a towel-dried and glisteningly squeaky clean Harriet Humper
walked unashamedly naked through the door.

"Hi, honey," Hilda smiled at her daughter as she still held Mr.
Dicker's cock proudly between her mountainous twin swells of pride
and joy. "Is my girl all cleaned up and ready to give Richie's dicky
a little added fun?"

Hilda giggled at the things that she had apparently taught her girl
about taking what she wanted in the sack. Harriet had learned the
lessons well and now both mother and daughter would bring their
talents to bear on a man and his penis. They would give him heaven in
the sheets with their pussies and oversized breasts as well as their
talented mouths. Hilda and Harriet were both excited and ready to
fuck. They would leave poor Richard spent. They would drain every
drop from him.

"That was a long shower, babe," Hilda Humper said to her nude and
smiling daughter that sat her perfect plump round ass down on the
edge of the bed where her mother had a spent nine inch cock between
her giant juggies. "I feel like I need one after this big fucker has
drenched me like it has. I just drank a gallon of fucking cum. Tee
hee hee! Gosh, I feel like I am about to drown, baby!"

"Oh, Mom," Harriet replied, patting her mom on the ankle and sighing,
slightly amused with her mother's promiscuity and endless ability to
shag. "And I bet you are ready to keep going too, aren't you?"

"Damn fucking straight, hon," the elder Humper said matter-of-factly
to her young girl that had inherited her full-figured body and
insatiable fuckability that the men never turned down when she
offered their wee wee rockets some pussy to fuck. "I need a big
throbbing pee wee wee wee in my hungry cute little kitty cat that is
purring for a pecker as we speak."

Hilda licked Mr. Dicker's cock as she still embraced it boobie wise.
The woman whose tits would make Dolly Parton green with envy, washed
off his worn out wee wee with her tongue.

"Yowwww!" Richard Dicker let out a cry of pleasure as she gave him a
whole-hearted wee wee wash as she deftly slid him out from the
confines, the special confines of her creamy cleavage track that was
now awash with her warm and sopping sweat that smelled not sour, but
like apples.

Hilda used the towel that Harriet had brought from the shower to wipe
all the sweat and most of the jizz off of her face, her hair and her
tired fucked out titties. The 38-year-old sat up in bed still in
nothing but her birthday suit and her boobs bobbed as she shifted on
the mattress. She was sitting beside her equally nude daughter and
they both laughed as Richard fell to his back spent, and moaned with
the knowledge and afterglow of a very very satisfactory set of
ejaculations that still made his trunk and pee pee hole tickle with
joy.

"Oh, shit, ladies," Dicker managed. "You wore this old boy out
completely."

"We ain't done with you yet, honeychild," Hilda cooed, licking her
chops like a ravenous animal as she studied his outstretched form on
the bed. "We are going to drain you dry, darling."

Hilda touched her now completely clean breasts that were still damp
and pushed them roughly together.

"Yes, baby," Harriet squealed loudly as she touched her
cunny. "Richie, we aren't even close to being done with that happy
wee wee rocket heady of yours. Not by a long shot."

Harriet knelt beside him on the bed and touched his face with her big
left bosom and smiled brightly, making her face look like an angel.
Her blonde mane brushed his member as she turned to look at her
mother knowingly, ready for some teamwork.

"Come on, Mom. Let's show him what the Humper girls can do!"

"I am so proud of you sometimes," Hilda told her daughter as she sat
down on the other side of Richard Dicker and brought her big right
breast down to gently slide against his cheek, which by now was
flushed with fatigue.

"I am a lucky man," Dicker breathed out as his sagging penis began to
inflate with new sexual life as it steadily resurrected itself
anew. "This is the best day of my life."

"Not yet," Hilda and Harriet resounded in unison. "But we are going
to let you enter titan tittie heaven!"

And they would and he had wood. This was not the first time that the
mother-daughter team had let a man feel the full heavenly sensation
that the two of them together could bring. They also knew that they
were about to enter wee wee heaven, a place where their sweet cunnies
found all that they could ingest and endure for one solitary day that
neither of them would ever forget.

"Wheeeeeee!" the younger Humper screamed out with happiness.

It was the beginning of something great.

And it was great. It was tittie-sucking, wee wee-fucking
spectacularly humparific. The Humper broads gave Mr. Dicker double
the pleasure and double the fun, to borrow from a commercial jingle
that always used blonde beauty to sell a product that was largely
insignificant in the scheme of things. Richard lay on his back
moaning as young Harriet Humper was on top of him impaled to the hilt
on his staff and bouncing up and down like she was in a rodeo show.
In this case she was having a rough and exhilarating ride on the
baloney pony. Hilda on the other hand was crouched just behind his
head and leaning only slightly forward. Only slightly because that
was all that was necessary to press her big dangling breast to his
mouth. Richard suckled at her ballooning bazoom like it was feeding
time.

"Oh, yes!" Harriet hollered out in the throes of the moment's
fuckfest and astonished at the ability of "old" Mr. Dicker in the
sack, considering that he had just shot his wad twice earlier. He was
still scrumping like a champ though. "Oh, fucking wistful wee wee
Wednesdays! Richie, you talented fucker! I fucking love you!"

And she did. Harriet adored this man and his nine inch wee wee so
much. It was one of the reasons that she had sex with him practically
every week, always unknown to Richard's son, and her boyfriend, Chuck
Dicker. But what Chuck didn't know wouldn't hurt him. Now Harriet
gave the elder Dicker the most deft fuck that she and her precious
pussy could muster.

"Mmmmmmm! Mmmmmmm! Mmmmmmm!" Hilda Hannah Humper intoned as the
fuckee's lips sucked more frenzied, and more frenzied because he was
trying to fuck and suck simultaneously. "Feed, hungry baby, feed!
Suck, hungry boy! Momma wants her big boy to get all full! She wants
her baby to drink from her mommy milky mammie mounds!"

Hilda's triple J cup udders didn't give milk, but she knew that they
could weaken any man's knees and harden any man's cock. The 38-year-
old teacher took great pride in this fact and watched daily as it was
confirmed again and again. It was in this moment her titties, coupled
with her daughter's cunny, that was keeping this man's pee wee rising
time after time.

"Yeeeehhaaaaaaa!" Harriet cried in the same way that the Duke boys
did when they jumped in the General Lee as she took hold of her
mother's hands and they braced each other for the double teaming that
took place.

Harriet's little bitty cunny was on the verge of an orgasm and she
excitedly anticipated it as her bobbing on his long pole of an organ
grew even faster as it jutted up and into her sweet slot. Richard
thrust and humped upward, driving his wee wee pole into her lush
honeypot while still sucking Hilda like a starving and ravenous
infant, now biting and gnawing and gripping her right tittie with his
teeth to make her scream out in both rapture and a slight sensation
of pain that she liked to bring occasionally into the mix.

"Aaaaaahhhhhh!" Richard sighed between mouthfuls of tit. "Oh! Oh! Oh!
Oh!"

Finally he could hold back no longer and gripped Harriet's buxom, but
cheerleader-like hips as he jetted his deep satisfaction into her
glove-tight tunnel, feeling the pleasure that became a volcano in his
loins explode so forcefully that the room began to spin and he saw
trails of light twinkle before his eyes. Harriet too found her joy as
an orgasm made her body ripple and her sweet young boobs jostle and
sway with the force of it. As she came he could feel the walls of her
vagina tighten and loosen and finally get so wet that he felt like a
dam had burst within her. Oh, it felt good to him. The fucking and
the nursing and the heaven of two perfectly sculpted bodies gyrating
upon him. They were so hungry, so yearning for the joys that only sex
and the body could bring. Richard smiled and his eyes fluttered as
over his head two pairs of hands were locked, locked into a pact of
pleasure.

"Wow, you sweet thing," Harriet managed when her vibrations had
finally ended. "That one is going to be in my highlight film. There
have been very few times I have been touched that deeply before.
Mmmmmmmm, boy!"

She dismounted as she spoke and giggled when his cock made a wet pop
as it exited her wet pussy and slipped from the opening of her labia.

Hilda and her hooters had taken a break and she was sprawled on the
empty side of the large king-sized bed holding her tingling assets
and softly cooing like a tiny child with the fruition of good
sensation that Richard's sucking had brought her. Miss Humper
unashamedly began to finger her cunny and used her little feminine
digits to rub her clit. She did this right in front of Richard and
Harriet as they got up to clean themselves off from the wet and
sticky goo that their fuck had entailed.

"Come on, baby, take a shower with me," Harriet Humper tempted him as
they stepped into the bathroom. "I'll suck your wee wee and then sud
him up and scrub him clean. Get Mr. Happy all clean and shiny and in
good working order."

"I'm not eighteen, honey," Richard Dicker said, smiling winsomely as
he nonetheless entered the bathroom with her. "I can't do it as many
times as I could when I was in college and going at it like a rabbit."

"Come on, you sweet cock," Harriet cajoled him with her young, but
erotic appeal as she pushed the door closed behind her. "Hold on a
sec though, sweets. I have to pee pee first though. Want to watch my
pink little lips spray?"

"Sure, Harriet," Mr. Dicker said, blushing a little at the thought of
her taking a pee pee in front of him.

"Hold it," the young Humper spoke as she sat her pretty young ass
down on the toilet seat and prepared to do her business. "While I am
doing it I want you to come and stand real close to me and let me
hold your dick in my mouth as I take my pissy. Come on and slide it
in cause I need to pee pee really bad."

"I don't know if I can get it hard again," the older man awkwardly
replied as she situated her plump bottom on the camode.

"Come here," Harriet hornily demanded as she pulled him close to her
and snatched his sagging manhood in her hands and raised its trunk
until it was right in front of her face and then pressed it against
her lips. "I will make this big fucker hard again now. I want you to
watch me pee pee as I suck on Mr. Wee Wee. It will feel so good,
baby."

Harriet took the sagging length of him in her hands very tightly and
then guided the head of his penis into her pursed lips. After she did
she began to loudly slurp on the tip of his penis and then sighed as
she began to pee, a thin yellow stream spraying from her little pussy
and resounding in the water of the toilet bowl. Harriet emptied her
bladder at the same time that she began to lick and hungrily slurp on
his member like a child with a lollipop or an ice cream bar on a
summer day. She acted like he was going to melt in the heat of
passion the way she tried to devour him. Harriet's stream grew
stronger and she pissed so much that Richard thought that she must
have drank a gallon of water earlier. He watched the spray of her
urine as it expelled itself through her nice lush pussy lips and he
could imagine how much better her bladder must be feeling. He was
thinking all this even as she gave him a blow job. It was taking some
doing, but Dicker thought that he felt some twinges of life coming
back into his rod and that it was again filling with blood as her
ruby reds gave it a wee wee washing. Sometimes the middle-aged man's
virility shocked even him. He could not remember having had this much
sex since he and Harriet had gone on a picnic a month or so before.
They had done it an amazing four times in the span of two hours on
the green grass and a blanket that she had brought along.

"Yes, sweetie," Richard managed in just a whisper as he reached to
hold her blonde head as she blew him. "That feels so good. Oh my!"

Harriet finally finished taking her pee pee and rose from the toilet,
slipping Richard's cock from her mouth and then, turning her
sumptuous body toward the camode, flushed it. Richard Dicker winced
at the cessation of her talented sucking as she pushed the shower
curtain aside and stepped into the huge shower area that was one of
Richard's favorite parts of his house.

"Get the fuck in here," Harriet Humper said in a giggly voice as she
grabbed him again by the cock. "And I will suck, suck, suck you and
fuck, fuck, fuck you. I want that big happy fucking wee wee rocket
heady shooting off in my mouth and in my everloving fucking cunny
again, honey. Now get the fuck in here with me."

Richard smiled. He knew that Harriet always used lots and lots of
profanity when she was horny. He was ready to try to do the
impossible and satiate her horniness, which of course was an
impossibility and a futile thing to attempt. The best thing for a man
to do was just to indulge it and enjoy the tingly good results of
that indulgence.

"Mmmmmmmm," the young girl moaned as she turned on the shower and let
its warm water spray her sticky body down for the second time in this
intense afternoon of fucking. "Now that feels nice.
Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!" Harriet's labored breath rushed out of her.

"I'm coming in, baby doll," Mr. Dicker replied as he stepped into the
warm shower with his young lover, still sporting his erection which
her sucking had grown and her lack of sucking had not
destroyed. "Harriet, baby?"

"Yes, lover?" little Miss Humper cooed, turning towards him with her
big tits jarring with her movement and her arms outstretched. "What
does sweetheart want from his little girl now?"

Harriet's wet hair was pushed back and her body sparkled with many
beads of water, shining on her porcelain skin now like a thousand
points of light. Her breasts were enormous and prominent as they
jutted out invitingly towards him and her perfectly sculpted body
moved ever closer until they pressed into his chest, squashing
against him in a mass of pillowy flesh. Harriet's little right hand
curled around his nine inch erection and her lips slid slowly toward
his and hungrily kissed him. Richard opened his lips and their
tongues began to writhe and snake into each other's mouths. Her hand
slid up and down on his penis and she stoked it to a heated pitch of
passion that demanded eventual release. Harriet pulled away from his
kiss and her mouth went to his ear to kiss and to whisper softly into
it.

"I love you," Harriet breathed in a hushed voice whose air tickled
the side of the older man's face. "Especially the wee wee part of
you. I love every moment that you inflict the hot fire of your
passion upon me and fuck me like we are animals writhing and
satisfying our heated urges. That big fucking dick clobbering my
insides like a rigid column of carnal construction and insidiously
delightful instrumentation. I want you. I need you so much right now.
I want us to fuck all day and all night. Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh! Oh! Oh!
Oh! You good good talented fucker. I want you to do me so many times.
Be my seven fucker today, my wee wee king. Please, Richie!"

Harriet was so full of unrequited desire that she was intending to
try to placate on the length of his penis. Richard now was also
delirious with her coital rhetoric that made him feel like he could
be with her here forever. Surging in her breasts, so large and round
and heavy and magnificient were two throbbing meccas of sexual
worship, and in her tight, young, wet, talented and heated love canal
was the channel that linked him to the heavenly and intoxicating
current of her unceasing sensual dreamworld that she seemed always to
be lost in like a little lamb in the wood. As the water cascaded down
upon the couple, Richard knew that this was a day that should be
forever treasured and one that may never be repeated in its intensity
and raucous endurance.

"Oh, sweetie," Harriet whispered to him under the showerhead. "Kiss
my titties and suck them hard."

And in the other room:

"Oh, yes," Hilda Humper cooed as she writhed upon the bed, two of her
fingers buried in her cunny and rubbing her clit madly as her body
shook and her boobs jumped. "Oh, fuck! Oh, yes! Oh, shit! Holy
fucking shit!"

Miss Humper came again and again, her orgasm sending her into what
looked like an epileptic seizure, but was in reality just a raucously
grand climax. She smiled as her pussy gushed its sweet juices onto
her fingers and the bedspread that was already stained with some of
Richard's ejaculation. Hilda smiled as her firm body flushed with
pleasurable waves of an always delightful afterglow. Her little cunny
twinged faintly and she giggled and then moaned like a fucked out
cheerleader, which she, like her daughter, had been back in high
school. Like her daughter, whom she was so proud of, she had sucked
and fucked the dicks of nearly the entire football team. And now,
years later, Hilda Humper had no intention of slowing down with her
incessant sex life. She was now fucking students and the principal
and some of her daughter's boyfriends, as well as the janitor Charlie
whom she had just been with last week in the school restroom. They
had done everything imaginable and probably would do it all over
again this week with Charlie dicking her in a janitor's closet. Hilda
chuckled as she heard the moans and labored breathing of Harriet and
Richard Dicker coming from the shower in the bathroom. Harriet, like
her mother, could never get enough and she could hear Richard cry out
in joy and the loud slurping of lips on flesh as the young girl
sucked very hard on his penis. Harriet was a real hellcat, Hilda
thought as she laid down on the bed. Suddenly she was roused from her
lanquished state by the sound of a car pulling into the driveway.
Racing to the window she saw that it was Richard Dicker's son and
Harriet's boyfriend, Chuck. Hilda figured that they must have
canceled the basketball game that he was supposed to be away at.

"Oh, shit," Hilda cursed as she thought of Chuck discovering his
girlfriend with his dad in the shower. She had to do something.

Hilda threw on her clothes with a bolt and fixed her mussed up blond
hair and went downstairs. She knew that Chuck would not know that
Harriet was there because her car was not in the driveway. A friend
had dropped her off at the Dicker house. Hilda reached the door just
as the key turned and smiled when Chuck opened the door. She knew
that Chuck was aware of her and his dad occasionally being together.
It was him finding out about Harriet that she was trying to avoid.
This whole thing was getting to be a morass of details that were so
ridiculous that they were almost unbelievable in nature.

"Hi, sweetie," Hilda greeted eighteen-year-old Chuck as he took a
step into the house. "How are you?"

"Oh, hi, Miss Humper," Chuck Dicker replied with a smile that he
always had when he saw her sexy presence. "What a surprise to see
you."

"Yes, Chuck. Your father and I were just visiting," Hilda said
weakly. "He is in the shower right now."

"I'll bet he is," Chuck said with a knowing, but slightly amused
retort. "I am going to run up to my room and get some money. I will
be right back."

Hilda panicked and knew that if he did he would hear Richard and
Harriet moaning in the shower. She had to do something.

"I have some extra money, babe," Hilda said evenly as she fished a
wad of bills out of the pocket of her blouse. "Here, sweetie. Been
saving this for a rainy day."

"Oh, Miss Humper," Chuck gave her an uncomfortable look. "I can't
just take your money. I would feel bad."

"Don't, hon," Hilda replied as she pressed the bills into his hand
with her silky fingers that brushed his wrist suggestively. "I make
quite a bit."

Chuck winced and then grinned.

"Thanks, Miss Humper. I don't know what to say."

"You don't have to say anything, Chuck. You are my daughter's
boyfriend and that is enough in itself."

"Thanks, Miss Humper," Chuck kindly spoke as he smiled at her.

"My, he is a well-mannered boy," Hilda thought to herself.

Manners were so important these days when kids were so ill-behaved
and hedonistic. These were the high schoolers that turned selfish and
self-absorbed in their adulthood because of thinking sex was the only
thing that was important, Hilda pondered. This was one reason why the
teacher took a lot of the boys and let them get their wee wees in the
water, so to speak and fuck her till all those sex thoughts were out
of their minds and not clogging their thoughts which should be on
school work anyway. The only way was letting those eighteen-year-olds
use their well developed wee wees on her and letting them empty all
that pent-up wee wee juice that boys have into her tight little cum
dumpster.

"I better go upstairs and check out my CD collection. I need a CD for
the road," Chuck said, startling Hilda from her thoughts and
resurrecting her fear of the youngster finding his girlfriend and his
parent in the shower by their moaning which would gave them away.

"Wait a minute, honey," Hilda cooed as she put her hands on the
youth's shoulders. "I have a better idea."

"What's that?" Chuck replied innocently.

"Why don't you check me out instead?" Hilda huskily replied as her
hands began to move from his shoulders to his chest. "You might find
me very interesting."

Hilda's hands slid silkily over Chuck's clothing and her fingers
deftly grasped at his crotch.

"Huh?" Chuck sputtered in surprise.

"Feels like it's getting hard already!" Hilda squealed as her right
hand stroked the groin area of Chuck's khaki pants until a lump
appeared to be growing there. "See, there's Mr. Wee Wee popping up to
say hello!"

"Whoooooaaahhhhh," Chuck managed in shock. "Miss Humper, are you sure
this is okay?"

"Okay?" Hilda said in a defensive voice. "Chuck, you are getting a
rare opportunity. You are at a point in your development when you are
moving to adulthood. This will, I promise you, make you a man. But if
you refuse you will feel wimpy for the rest of your life. Plus,
doesn't my rubbing your wee wee feel good?"

"Oh, yes!" Chuck grinned and spit the words excitedly out. "Miss
Humper, this is okay!"

Hilda laughed and undid his belt and then unbuttoned his pants and
yanked down the zipper. The swollen pole, covered only by his briefs,
was jutting out like a rifle pointed point blank in her face. Miss
Humper greedily ripped down his underwear and grabbed the rigid stalk
before her. At just over seven inches Chuck was right in the size
range that she preferred. Hilda dropped to her knees before him and
held his wee wee in front of her face and looked closely at it, like
a scientist with a microscope.

"I just love these nice young cocks," the horny Humper breathed as
she let her lips pucker around the very tip of its thick mushroom top
and her tongue linger at his pee pee hole. "Mmmmmmmmppphhhhhh!"

The young Dicker let his hands go to Hilda's head and slide into the
tangle of her blonde mane of gorgeous hair.

"Oh, Miss Humper," Chuck managed as she took his pee wee head
entirely into her mouth which felt warm as she began to make his
member throb with sensational tickles that caused his whole body to
feel chilled within the moment. "I love checking you out."

By now, Hilda was taking his penis in and out as she slid her head up
and down on his phallus until it was as slick as glass. With her
hands she rubbed his swollen balls that felt now like two powder kegs
that were about to explode in a shot.

"Oh, shit!" was all young Chuck said.

Hilda was a little disappointed as Chuck began to come in her mouth.
It had happened too quick and she couldn't figure out whether it was
an insult or a compliment to her wee wee sucking blow job powers.

"Aaaaaaahhhhhh!" Chuck groaned as all the built up baby goo
forcefully was deposited from his penis into her mouth that sucked it
down like an alcoholic with a fifth of liquor.

"Did that feel good, sweetie?" Hilda Humper asked young Chuck Dicker
as she slid him sloppily from her mouth. "Cause sucking your big
manly wee wee is oh so much fun to me."

"Oh, y-y-y-yes, Miss Humper," Chuck stammered through breathing that
sounded like a locomotive. "I don't know what to say."

"Don't say anything, baby," Hilda said as she pushed him back onto
the couch and slid his shirt off of him. "Let that big cock say it
all for you."

Hilda began to undress slowly, almost as if she were doing a strip
tease for the eighteen-year-old boy whose girlfriend was even now
upstairs getting fucked. Hilda undid her blouse and slowly opened it
just enough so he could see the edges of her gloriously large
mammaries and the creamy white acres of cleavage that they sported.
Then, like a professional stripper, she jerked open her top until the
twin swells of her buxom boobs tumbled into view. Their nipples were
erect and hard as stones and they bobbed almost imperceptively in a
way that hypnotized Harriet's boyfriend. Miss Humper was so large in
this area and so massive. Her breasts were round and heavy, yet
delicate and soft to the touch. They were Hilda's pride and joy and
she showed them to as many men as she possible could and let myriad
legions of horny males suck and nurse them like eager infants at
feeding time while she carressed and often sucked their wee wees
until they exploded, either in her hand or in her mouth.

"You like Hildy's boobies?" Hilda breathed huskily as she dropped her
blouse to the carpet and began to shake her titanic ta tas. "I want
you Chucky for a nice sucky and then maybe a hard hot fucky. I want
that nice young cock inside of me. I want that big fucking slab of a
fucking wee wee in my pretty little cunny squirting momma a big thick
load of baby batter just like you just put in her mouth. It was a
yummy cummy wee wee just gave me. Mmmmm, mmmmm."

Chuck gaped at her wide-eyed. Part of it was shock and the rest of it
was because of the realization of his good fortune. He and Hilda
being together had always been a secret fantasy that he had held and
yearned for. Now it was coming to fruition at last. He couldn't
believe his luck.

"Mmmmmmm," Hilda moaned again as she frantically shucked her skirt
that revealed her to be wearing no panties underneath. "I want it,
Chuck. I need it from you now."

The 38-year-old beauty dropped to all fours and turned her
substantial, but firm ass in his direction. It was a heavenly sight
to the eager lad and his cock began to swell, renewed by the angelic
body crouched before him.

"Now give it to me. Do me doggie style, cowboy," Hilda begged as she
wagged her round voluptuous ass invitingly to him. "Slide Mr. Happy
on in my snug canal and fuck me."

Hilda's giant breasts hung and touched the floor as they swung
heavily pendulum-like where he could watch them move. Chuck was so
hot for this woman. She was a picture of full-figured beauty. Her
boobs, her ass and her toned legs all drove him wild with desire. He
went to the floor and slid closer to her sweet rear end. Chuck's
manhood was a thick rigid trunk as it touched the pink nether spot
near her ass. Hilda was a little moist already.

"Yes, baby!" the hellcat groaned. "Put Mr. Happy inside of me! Slide
him into my sheath!"

Chuck eased forward and cried out as his phallus penetrated her wet
femininity like a hot knife cutting through butter. It felt so
wonderful. He felt Miss Humper's insides hug his cock as he slid
further into her slot. He throbbed as she squeezed him so tight.

"Oh, Miss Humper!" Chuck Dicker sighed. "This feels good!"

"Aaaaaaahhhhhhhh!" Hilda responded as she moved her ass ever so
slightly and Chuck was transfixed by the gentle movement of her
knockers. "Now fuck me."

Chuck wasn't one to disobey and he began to buck against her, making
his penis slide in and out in a slow rhythmic motion that set him on
fire.

"Oof! Oof! Oof!" Chuck Dicker grunted as his dick slid in and out of
Hilda Humper's slick pussy. "Oh, shit, it feels so good!"

"Oooooooooooo!" Hilda reciprocated as she wagged her pretty ass and
made his cock feel sensational. "Wee wee me, baby! Wee wee me, you
big wee weed daughterfucker! I love this fucking shit!"

Young Chuck placed his hands on her firm buttocks as his penis found
its mark with each dive into her wet fragrant muff. His eyes were
closed and he cried out as her pussy massaged his pecker each time it
pierced her feminine slot. Chuck's slick and quick penetration was so
fucking pleasurable that he thought that he had reached the heights
of paradise. He had never, even with his girlfriend Harriet's
skillful fuck sessions, felt anything that remotely matched this.
Harriet had a great body and a tight pussy, but her mother had skills
that were unfathomable in their adroit ability to stimulate a man's
member. Chuck's seven inch phallus tingled from the tip of its tiny
peehole to the base of its length and then down into the deep
recesses of his balls that slapped against her backside with every
plunge into her sopping wet honeypot. Wee wee, wee wee slamming all
the way home. Chuck couldn't believe how slick she was on the inside
and how easy and quick he slid in and out of Hilda's cunny.

"Owwwwwww!" Hilda grunted in response to his grunting thrusts into
her hole. "So big and so thick! Now fuck me harder, baby!"

"Oh, yes!" Chuck moaned as he sped up his rhythm and watched as his
penis jetted in and out of her like a machine in a factory that was
running at full speed. "Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Oh, fuck!"

Hilda had her breasts practically buried in the carpet and the rest
of her body pressing into it with only her big rear end pointing into
the air so he could access her tight oozing wet slot. Her face was
down near the floor and she was jerking her body and screaming every
time he slammed forcefully against her. Hilda's sweet juices now ran
down the backs of her well-toned legs in thick streams. Chuck wetted
his fingers in it and then slapped the left cheek of her ample ass.

"Spank me, baby!" Hilda begged and then cooed like a baby. "Hildy's
been a bad girl, a naughty dirty girl! She's let all the boys get
their little wee wees into her girly hole!"

Chuck now fucked her doggie style and vigorously spanked her round
fanny every time he slipped inside of her deep soaking tunnel. Hilda
yelled louder and louder after he began to spank her bottom and her
body writhed against his hard long stalk as it touched her deep
inside where it felt really good. Finally Chuck could stand no more
and his penis shot off like a firecracker, excreting his thick goo
into her pussy in steady shots. Chuck blasted his entire load inside
of her in an ejaculation that totaled nearly twelve squirts. The boy
screeched as the semen flowed from his weenie like it had been trying
to escape for years. The young Dicker had just had the best fuck of
his eighteen year life. He had felt the full force of the eldest
Humper's sexual capacities and the intense way that she could milk
pleasure from any man. It gave him a new appreciation for Hilda and
her hungry pussy.

"Mmmmmm, baby," Hilda sighed as her own orgasm finally came with a
thundering shake that enraptured her angelic form. "That is one good
way to enjoy an afternoon. That was a doozy, Chucky. We'll have to do
that again sometime."

Hilda Humper rolled to the floor and turned to grin at her young
partner. Her body was sweating and her legs were sticky from her
gushing cunny.

Upstairs, Harriet and Richard's rollicking good time was winding down
as Richard's penis shot the last load it could muster. Earlier it had
been in Harriet's eager mouth, but this one found its home in her
equally eager pussy.

"Oh, that was good, Richard," Harriet breathed as they both lay
cuddling in the bathtub. "You were so amazing."

"I try, baby," Richard replied, kissing the young girl on the
cheek. "For an old man, I can sure keep it up."

"You sure can," Harriet said excitedly as she took his cock and slid
it into her mouth.

"Oh no, not again," Richard smiled knowingly as her head began to
rise and fall.

Downstairs Hilda was trying to coax the wearied Chuck into another
fuck.

"Suck me, honey," Miss Humper begged unashamedly, shoving her mega-
sized tits into his face, their gargantuan girth threatening to bury
his entire head between their massiveness. "Suck 'em, baby, and get
your wee wee good and hard for my pussy. Suck my titties, good
fucker. Mmmmmmmmm. Look how big they are, Chuckie. You know you want
to suck on 'em. Then you can fuck the shit out of me when you get
done sucking the fuck out of my titties."

"Okay, Miss Humper," Chuck finally relented as Hilda grabbed his wee
wee and rubbed his little head as his big head delved far into the
deep recesses of her insanely deep cleavage.

The insatiable nature of the two women came to bear on the grateful
organs of two men who knew that these vixens couldn't get enough and
reveled in the tingling earthshaking pleasure that took them to
heaven on this sunny afternoon of blissful abandon.


THE END