Growing In Japan Ch. 03

She looked to the ground, now, sitting on the floor and balancing with one hand. "I know, but I just thought I was made for you and you for me. I don't want anyone else involved in our love life." She looked back up to me with those big puppy-dog eyes of hers.

"He won't be involved. But he has been gracious to us, and we need to thank him. You shouldn't be mad, you should be honored that the elder of our village has asked for your help."

"Well...I guess I can do it. Will I need to help him cum?"

"No, just go there and help him get hard. Do some of your dirty talk, show him your tits, whatever you do when I'm soft."

"Hah! You're never soft. But I get it. Alright, I'll go there once Ryuuji and his sons are done today."

"Alright. You know, we've still got some time before they show up, and it would awful to greet them with my penis in such a state. Can you help me with this stubborn erection?" I smiled at her, and she smiled back.

"Of course, dear. Just lay back and let your mom take care of it."

The Ryuuji's arrived just a few minutes after my cock softened. I had needed to cum three times, and my mom didn't have time to put on a kimono, so she pulled a shift over her head. Unfortunately, she hadn't worn it since before I had served the oppahana, and her breasts squeezed very tightly into it, her nipples stiffly poking into the fabric and visible from far away. She still had a thin layer of cum and sweat on her, too, so some parts of the shift soaked through. Her hair was messy from getting mixed in our juices and from the energy of our early morning fucking, as well: in short, she looked completely sexed out, like she had been going all night without a break. I ended up getting another erection just from looking at her, and carefully tucked it into my pants to not be blatantly obvious.

The Ryuuji boys, at least, were blown away by the sight of my mom; they were hunched over after we greeted them, trying to hide their boners as they went to our back yard to inspect the land. Mr. Ryuuji had a bit more control than his sons did, I think, but I couldn't be sure. They spent the day moving stone from the nearby quarry Mr. Ryuuji owned into the yard. Every time that he and his sons were off the property on their way to pick up more stone, my mother and I had another quick fucking session. My cock stayed hard all day, and I only got to cum twice. My mother was starting to look better (or worse, at least for our guests) after each chance we got. By the end of the day, she was openly red-faced, struggling to breathe, and constantly looking down at my pants. She kept rubbing her thighs together, and while the Ryuuji's said goodbye, she was groping herself! I pulled her hands off her breasts and prayed that Mr. Ryuuji wasn't much of a gossiper. He said they would probably be able to finish the project in a week or two, since there were no other projects for the year.

As soon as they were out of sight, my mom tackled me, kissing me fervently all over my face and practically ripping my pants off. She was panting heavily, saying, "Please, cum, need cum, oh fuck, I'm so wet, cum cum cum!" We fucked until late into the night. I came twice more, and was still hard, when we took a short breather. "I guess I'll run over to the village elder's house really quick," she said. "I'll be right back! Don't you shoot out anything while I'm gone!"

She returned just a few minutes later, and she fucked me until she fell asleep. All day I had had this stubborn boner, and I was STILL hard, even after cumming five times! The next ten days were torture for both of us. We decided to stockpile cum each morning in case we started to get really hungry during the day and the Ryuuji's were still in our yard. They didn't seem to notice the stench of sex, but they definitely noticed my mother! On two other days she wore the shift, and on the rest, she was prepared and had a kimono on and ready when they arrived. Even then, the two boys stared at my mother. On the last day, as they were finishing installing the slanted roof, my mother couldn't stand it anymore, and started fucking me while they were right outside the house! We both tried to keep quiet, but her steady stream of dirty talk into my ear had me grunting pretty loudly when I started to spurt my seed into her. One of the boys came over to ask for some water, and my mother quickly pulled herself off me, pulled on the shift, and grabbed him a cup of water. He must've been really confused, seeing my mom's belly so distended. When she came back, she told me she was dripping out so loudly it was impossible for the boy not to hear it! We stopped fucking, then, and resorted to working each other with our hands.

Finally, the shrine was done! It was one big room, just a bit smaller than our house itself. We came outside to inspect it, my cock finally softened. Enough light to see by was coming through the space between the top of the wall and the roof, and the door was very tight and a bit tough to close. Everything was perfect! It was built impressively quickly, too. We followed the Ryuuji's back into town, my mom having already paid them.

We bought a smaller version of our town's shrine from an artist on the main street, and a big, but thin, carpet and a few sheets from the textile store where my mother bought her fabrics. My mother was teasing me the whole way home with her dirty mouth, rambling on about all the cum that we would be shooting out, the intensity of our orgasms, and how much fun this would be. I nearly ripped another pair of pants again! Before we started fucking that day, though, we set up the shrine, laying the big carpet across the stone floor and managing to cover most of it, and placing the shrine at the other end. We both said a quick prayer, and then went back into the house.

I woke up early for the big day, my orgasm so strong while I slept that I was woken up by it. I shot most of it onto my mother, and then I got up in the pre-dawn glow and started to brew tea.

When my mother woke up, she came into the kitchen, ignoring the drying cum stains I had pasted onto her ass and back. I had brewed five pots, all of it poured into a big pot we used to use for meals. I was almost done the next one, and I would stop there. Sixty cups in all! There was going to be some tremendous expansion today. She grabbed me from behind while I was kneeling in front of the fire, reaching one hand down to pull at my cock. "Good morning, sweetie," she said. "Are you ready for to grow for mom?"

"Of course I am!" my dick shot out a small bit of precum onto the fire, making a hissing noise. "I've got six batches of straight oppahana tea ready to drink! You're the boss, so what's the plan today?"

"Hmmm...." she released my cock and laid her head on my shoulder, rubbing the other shoulder, her face right next to mine, her warm breath on my cheek. "I've got it! This time, YOU keep drinking cups of tea and cumming, and we'll see how many cups it takes for you to not be able to fit into me anymore. Then, drank an entire batch for yourself. I'll drink the rest!" She was positively beaming.

The tea started to boil, and I pulled the pot off the fire. "That sounds fine to me, but I'm already a bit ahead from where I used to be. It's already a pretty tight fit into your vagina."

"No, I know I can fit more in. I want to test my own limits today!" She looked thrilled at the prospect of my giant cock ramming into her, growing bigger and bigger. "Come on, let's go to the shrine!"

I carried the pot across the yard and my mom brought two cups with her. I opened the door to the shrine, my mother following closely behind. We were both naked, and we kneeled on the carpet across from each other, my penis pointing right at her tits. "Should we maybe get a quick bit of cum out, first, so we have something to drink in case we get tired?" I suggested.

"Good idea," my mom said. She ran back to the house and grabbed the two teapots we had. We both watched each other masturbate and cum into the pots until they were full, which was about a load and a half for each of us. We both drank each other's second half of the second load, now fully awake and ready to start drinking.

I had my first cup. My mom was on her hands and knees, her hair hanging down to the ground around her head, waving her ass and pussy at me. "Come get some," she dared. I fucked her hard, and came inside her, my cock and my load stretching her out. I pulled out, watching our cum spew out from her pussy. On my second cup, I pulled out right before I started shooting, and covered my mom's back in sperm. After the third cup and the third fucking, both of us needed to take a break and refresh. Even though my mom was completely soaked in cum, she took the pot of my cum and drank from the spout, pouring it into her mouth from on high. "I'd rather get covered in as much cum as I can than eat it all off," she explained. I didn't mind at all; my mom looked gorgeous with cum dripping from every inch of her body!

It was after I drank the fourth cup and came a fourth time that I started to have some trouble fitting in. The tip of my cock was right in my face if I sat down, and much thicker. My mom decided I needed more lubricant, and quickly drank three cups and fingered herself. She grew, and her boobs were now at least twice as big as her head. She lay on the floor, holding open her dripping cunt, licking her cum off her other hand. I couldn't resist! Even though I had to pump my cock in a bit more slowly, it was still an amazing experience. The way her huge breasts jiggled, the way she called for me while in a semi-conscious state of constant cumming, had me shooting off and growing from the fifth cup in just a few minutes! I pulled out a few seconds after my orgasm started, her belly already pushing far out from the amount of cum I had just filled her with. Once again I covered her in cum.

I had just cum a seventh time, and drank my eighth cup, when I realized this would be the last chance I get to fuck her. My cock hadn't grown much longer after the past few cups, but the focus had seemed to be on its thickness. My mom's pussy was insanely tight, now, and she had to keep eating my cum off her just to stay conscious! She was in a constant state of orgasmic bliss, now, squirting cum that was barely able to pass my cock. It sprayed all over me throughout the fucking. I was only about to fit about a third of my cock into her, now. After our last session like this, when I reset my cock to forearm length, I was almost able to fit all of it into her, after a few months of stretching. I'll be that if I kept my cock this size, and kept it inside her long enough, she would accommodate!

I pulled out again right when I started to spray cum. She was completely buried in it now, and the pile of cum she sat in was bigger than the first pile I had made in nine days. I added to it again as my cock continued to grow. I stood up when I finished, my dick pointing upwards. The head was at my lower lip, now! Thinking about my size, I started to jerk off, and then I realized I had some more tea to drink. I looked down at my mother, basically swimming in my cum at this point, her pussy a gaping hole flooded with juices. I shot out a rather large wad of precum onto the wall. I took one of the cups on the ground and filled it with tea. I gently nudged my mom with my foot. "I'm going to drink a whole batch now, mom," I said. She was still completely dazed from the fucking I had given her. I sat down next to her and drank ten cups of the tea, then decided to even out at twenty and drank two more. I tried figuring out how much was left for her, but I was extremely tired. The pot of her cum was already empty, and my cum had wiped her out so much it was tough to tell where her juices were at. Rather than fish around for her cum, I simply fell asleep next to her.

I didn't cum at all while I was sleeping, and I could definitely tell; I felt a serious case of blue balls. My cock had once again drooled precum all over me, thankfully not as much as the last session, but a decent amount. My mom was awake beside me, sitting down and staring at my dick. She was still the same size, so I assumed she hadn't drank any of the tea yet. She had eaten all the cum I shot at her, an impressive feat. "Hey mom, how long was I out?" She didn't answer, just continued to gaze at my throbbing cock. I looked up to the bit of light coming from the slit between the wall and roof. I guessed it was late afternoon, just a bit after dinnertime.

"Did you drank any oppahana?" I asked. Again, no answer, just continuing to stare at my cock. Her legs were crossed, and she was leaning forward, her two hands sitting on her legs, and her tits resting on her arms. Something was wrong with her eyes, I noticed. That innocent look in her eyes was nearly gone. They were glazed, now, completely overtaken by lust. They made her look just like she did when I first came on her, and she had said, "Could you please go back to your room, now? Your mom needs to mastubate for a while." I checked the big pot of tea. It was completely empty. My mom had drank 40, no, 37 cups, without a single orgasm. She must've been only barely able to stay awake, even with all the cum I had supplied her!

"Mom," I asked, "how long ago did you drink all the tea?"

"Right after you passed out," she said. "I didn't want to wake you up by cumming, but I didn't want to stop drinking the tea, either. Thanks for covering me in so much cum, baby, or I would've passed out, too." She tore her gaze away from my cock, obviously with great effort, and looked right into my eyes. "Take the tea things outside. I'm going to cum very soon, and I don't want them to sit in the bath."

I shot another squirt of precum out. Once I came, it wouldn't be just a little squirt anymore. I carried the pots and cups outside, and set them on the ground beside the shrine. I came back in, and shut the door. "Okay, they're out."

"Good," my mom said. She stood up, walked over to the shrine, and sat down in front of it, facing the door. "I might break the walls, again. Do you think I should sit this way, so they can reach further out, or against one of the longer walls, so they can grow wider?"

"I think you're in the perfect spot. Let me get behind you." The shrine wasn't covering the whole back part of the wall, and stood a bit away from it, so I sat down beside it, behind and to the left of my mother. "Okay, you're good."

"Watch this." She took her hand, made it into a fist, and shoved it into her pussy. It took her a bit to work the whole thing in, but it was quite a bit smaller than my cock, so it wasn't unreasonable for her to be able to fit it in. I watched from the back as she curled forward to be able to ram a good amount of her arm into her pussy. When she was about wrist-deep, I could tell she was getting close.

"You might want to take you hand out," I warned, "If you can't pull it out when your breasts start to expand, you might lose your arm." I began to jack off, my cock already well-soaked in precum from my nap. She started getting louder and louder, fingering herself harder and harder, plunging a couple of fingers into her pussy and rubbing everything she could. Her other hand was reached out to the end of her breast, stretching out her nipple.

And then she came. The entire time, the eternity of her orgasm, she grew. Her expansion was like last time, in waves, only this time the waves were monumental. She screamed wildly, incoherently, and lost her voice after ten minutes. After that, her mouth just hung open, eyes closed, in a state of complete nirvana. I tried to count the waves, and lost count around thirty. I began to cum, too, shooting over her expanding bust, cock growing with her breasts. Her hair, already in a pile on the ground, started to coil further and further outward, until it started growing over parts of the shrine.

I stopped counting the waves right before her tits hit the walls on each side. Her bust was wider than the shrine. If there was no wall in the house between my mom's room, the hallway, and my room right across from her, it would only be two or three steps wider than this building. And she had filled it. The walls in here were also several heads higher than the ones in the house. She was three-quarters of the way up. Her boobs reached more than halfway across the room, a room that took a while to walk down. It was about the distance you might call to a friend if you saw them in town. And she was halfway across it.

And this is to say nothing of the cum. I paid heed to it when her orgasm finally subsided. This entire part of the room was in a pool of hot cum that already reached the top of my toes. I was still shooting out my semen, the head of my cock more than halfway to the ceiling. I had let go of my dick and just let it shoot a while ago, and the entire ceiling on this side of the room was painted over. Cum dripped down onto my body, my mother's body, into the pool, on the shrine.

I looked at my mother, and saw she had stood up and turned to me. I remember seeing her face the last session and knowing it couldn't be any more beautiful, and I was right, it had stayed the same; but her eyes, dear god, they looked so ravenous, so expectant, so ready to cum and cum and cum that I shot out a wad of precum, even though I had just finished shooting. It almost lasted a full minute, and I painted one of her breasts with it. She kept looking at me, breathing hard, cum fountaining out from between her legs. I walked up until I was behind her, and put my hand under her pussy. It felt like a furnace, and I took a handful of the dripping cum and drank. Then I forced my fingers further up. My cock was squished between my front and her back, pressing between her ass cheeks, throbbing into her back, and hanging right over her head. She looked up at it, and began to worship it, using both her hands to touch every inch of it she could, pulling it down to lick every part of the head, slowly becoming drenched in my precum, and muttering more obscenities as I worked her pussy. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, oh my god, fuck, my tits, they're so big, your cock, it's HUGE, FUCK, SHIT, holy shit, fuckfuckfuck, so much cum, everywhere, oh my god, we're going to drown in our cum, oh my god!"

Then she turned and looked right at me again. "Please cum for me, big boy. Shoot a huge wad of your tasty seed all over my big tits, and cover my body in it." Of course I couldn't resist. I pulled away from her, stepped back to the side, and began to shoot from my cum cannon again. This time, I had careful control over my blasts, though it was very difficult to do. I spurted, if you can call shooting cum for a few minutes straight a spurt, three times on each tit. Then I aimed right at her body, where she had begun to masturbate again, and spurted all over her. After a few seconds, she was just a pile of white, and the rest of the semen I shot at her was redundant. But I continued, anyway, to contribute to the pool of cum on the ground, and to help her cum. Anything I shot onto her legs was almost immediately washed away by her girlcum, and she hadn't even orgasmed yet!

Well, now she was cumming. The fountain of cum she had been dripping out started to sound like a serious waterfall. I remember once, when I was in the forest with my friends, we had followed one of the streams to find its source. We instead stopped at a great big pool that had formed, the water cascading down from a distance that was perfect for big jumps into the water. It was deep, and refreshing, a great place to be. My mom's pussy, literally shooting out cum, sounded like this. My orgasm continued, and at this point I was cumming all over the shrine. We considered cum to be a source of food, so I was technically giving more offerings to the shrine god. I'm sure she was pleased. Really, though, I was just adding to this side of the room, to make the pool level rise more quickly.