Johnny's Big Secret

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While Crystal was making those initial phone calls to the contractors, Johnny had finished masturbating to his filthy thoughts of Debra. His perpetually horny cock was relaxed and satisfied, his thoughts were clear, and he knew that he'd put his mother's thong into the laundry basket without any chance of being caught. He cocked his head when he stepped into his bedroom and saw he'd missed a pair of texts. Debra immediately returned to his thoughts, but when he picked up the phone he saw it was Sherry who had sent him messages.

"Damn, I must have just missed these," he muttered when he saw the time stamp.

Then he grinned to read her invitation. It had been a while since he'd hung out with her. Not counting that disastrous occasion when she'd seen his dick and freaked out two weeks earlier, it had been more than a month since he had been over to her house for a visit. Sherry's parents had always been very nice to him. It seemed like it would be a pleasant way to spend the afternoon, and it would let him avoid the discomfort of being around his mega-busty mother once she got home and took off her work clothes.

He just had to let her know, and as he composed that text to let her know it occurred to him that he really ought to call Debra as well. As he thought about Debra—the real-life girl he'd been out on a date with, as opposed to the busty slut in his masturbatory fantasies—he realized she might have thought he'd been rude when he walked away following their brief kiss in front of her house. Now that his lust had abated and he was thinking clearly, he wondered if he should have introduced himself to Debra's parents.

Johnny chewed the inside of his cheek as he finished typing, "Going over to Sherry's house for a visit," and sent it to his mother. He let out a sigh and dialed Debra's number. It would be better to call and apologize than risk having her think he was simply rude.

Debra was still driving her fat rubber dildo in and out of her insatiable pussy when Johnny called. Her entire body lurched upward from the bed in surprise when she heard it ring right beside her pillow. Her heaving breasts were covered in sweat, standing up proudly from the front of her unbuttoned blouse. She had lost count of how many intense orgasms she'd had as she imagined Johnny having his way with her.

When she saw who was on the phone, she bit her lip guiltily and let the dildo slip out of her with a wet slurp. For just an instant she had the thought that he must have known what she was doing, what she'd been thinking, and now he was calling to chastise her for being such a dirty girl. She was still breathing heavily when she answered the phone.

"Hello?" she asked nervously.

"Hey, Debra," Johnny said smoothly. In his bedroom he was pulling on a fresh pair of boxers and his usual baggy cargo shorts. He sighed. "I just realized that I walked away without saying a word after you kissed me. I didn't mean to be rude to you, and it occurred to me I may have been disrespectful to your parents for not introducing myself. I'm really sorry. I just didn't expect to kiss you, and I wasn't thinking clearly at all."

Debra let out a relieved chuckle and sat up, turning to let her legs hang off the side of her bed.

"Oh, no, no," she assured him. Her eyes lit on her reflection in the mirror above her dresser, and she shivered to see the way her hard nipples responded to his voice. "I didn't think you were rude at all. In fact, I felt bad for not inviting you in to meet my mom. I just didn't think about it until after you had driven away."

She heard his relieved sigh, and it made her smile. Then she spread her legs. It gave her a naughty thrill like she could scarcely believe to touch herself while they talked on the phone. Debra had been proud of her big tits when she'd been younger, happily telling several other students—including Johnny—when they had been big, firm E-cups. She stared at her reflection and wondered how he would react if he saw the massive J-cups they had grown into since then. Her pussy opened up lewdly, and she couldn't help but think that her stacked body looked like it was built for sex.

"Well that's a relief," Johnny chuckled, snapping her out of that train of thought. "I would hate to think I ruined our first date by being rude." His voice dropped in tone, and the throaty base made her pussy quiver. "I really want to see you again, Debra."

She bit her lip as her fingers slid inside her pussy. Fuck! She was more turned on than ever! It was all she could do to keep from blurting, "Can you please come over and fuck me right now?" Her nipples ached to be sucked, and her pussy was drooling at the thought of finally getting filled with a real, hard cock. Johnny's hard cock.

Debra's entire body shook as she forced her hand away from her traitorous pussy, and she let out a shuddering breath. "I really want to see you, too," she managed to reply. Then her thoughts cleared enough for her to recall her busy weekend ahead, and she let out a sigh. "Unfortunately, our family always has activities right after I get out of school on Fridays, and our weekends are usually busy as well. I'm afraid I won't see you again until Monday. Do you think we could do something then?"

For just a moment she worried that he would hear how desperately horny she was, but it was only because she was still so incredibly turned on. Johnny smiled on his end of the line, relieved that he had not offended her and that she still wanted to see him. Then he realized she was waiting for an answer.

"That sounds great," he said. "Umm. Hmm. I'm not sure what we can do, though. We could hang out at my house if you'd like, but my mom won't be home from work for a while." His eyes shot open when he realized what that might imply, and he hurried to blurt, "I wasn't suggesting I just wanted to get you alone! I just thought we could watch a movie on television or something."

Debra shuddered as she pictured him getting her alone, and her fingers slipped into her pussy once again. It was so tempting! She bit her lip and let those teasing fingertips explore inside of her for a lovely few seconds. Then she realized how panicked Johnny sounded and realized he was worried he had offended her.

"It's okay, Johnny," she assured him. "I trust you to be a gentleman. Don't worry too much about it, though. You've got the whole weekend to think of something we can do together."

Only after she hung up did she realize how suggestive that might have sounded. By then she was once again slamming her dildo into her pussy, and she hoped Johnny would have something like that in mind. The thought alone made her come so hard she nearly screamed out loud. After dinner with her family, Debra was more than a little concerned. She had never dared to masturbate that much before during the daylight hours, and she'd been using her dildo the entire time.

Normally it hid safely away in her dresser until after everyone else had gone to bed. As she did her homework, a part of her mind worried about how out of control she felt with her lustful thoughts. I have to be really careful around Johnny, she thought nervously.

* * *

Johnny was still feeling a little nervous when he walked over to Sherry's house following that phone call with Debra. He felt like he'd really put his foot in his mouth right at the end of their conversation, and he didn't want to say something embarrassing to Sherry or her folks. He shook his head as he recalled how disastrously his last visit had gone. Then he grinned. It wasn't really that bad, he reminded himself. Sherry never told anybody, and we're better friends now than ever.

That easy grin was still on his face when he walked up to Sherry's front door, and her mother promptly answered the door and grinned to see him.

"Johnny!" she exclaimed happily, pulling him to her for a nice hug. "Wow, you really have grown," she said afterward, stepping back to look up into his face. She shook her head, thinking that the last time she'd hugged him, they had stood eye-to-eye.

"How are you Mrs. H?" Johnny asked. He'd always called her that, and she smiled in reply.

"We're fine, thanks," she said, turning to invite him inside. "Sherry's back in her room."

Johnny nodded and stepped inside, but made sure to stop on the way and shake Sherry's dad's hand. They exchanged friendly grins and a few idle words before Johnny headed down the hallway to Sherry's bedroom. It let her know he was coming. Johnny knocked on the door, and she immediately said, "Come in."

Johnny stepped inside and pushed the door most of the way closed before turning to face her with a grin. That grin quickly dropped from his face when he saw what she was wearing.

Like him, Sherry had been a "late bloomer." Johnny had noticed her breasts developing, and of course both of them had grown taller the last year and a half. However, their school dress code meant that most of the students dressed conservatively most of the time. Johnny had no clue until that moment when he turned around that Sherry favored the same sort of high-cut thong panties that his mother wore. Then he couldn't help but see them. She wore them pulled up in the back but her shorts were low-rise and tiny. She left an obvious "whale tail" that emphasized just how high the bottom of her shirt had been cut.

It barely reached down enough to cover her breasts.

Sherry was lying on her bed on her belly when he first walked in, reading a thick History text book. She finished the section she'd been reading before slithering out of her bed to give him a hug. Her skimpy outfit made it clear just how amazing her entire body had become.

Oh my God, she looks like a centerfold model! Johnny thought as he stared at the exposed skin of her side and the underside of her left breast. Sherry had always been pretty. In that moment Johnny realized she had grown into a world-class beauty.

Fortunately, she took just enough time to finish reading that passage in her History book that Johnny had a chance to recover his composure. He gave her a lopsided grin as she rose from the bed, and hugged her the way he always had. Sherry noticed her bedroom door was slightly ajar when they hugged, and she frowned. If she closed that door the rest of the way, it might draw unwanted attention. She didn't want her parents to suspect what she really wanted to do with Johnny.

So, after that hug, they sat on her bed and started talking the way they had for years. Johnny quickly managed to put Sherry's stacked, sexy body out of his mind, reminding himself that this was his long-time friend, and the one person in the world who knew his "big secret." He wouldn't screw that up by getting turned on around her, no matter how gorgeous she had become.

Within minutes they were laughing together, talking easily the way they had their entire lives. Sherry's mother walked by the bedroom door and smiled to hear them. Not for one second would she imagine what her daughter would be doing with sweet Johnny if that door had been closed.

Two hours flew by, and they exchanged a troubled look when a car horn sounded from in front of the house.

"Johnny, your mom's here," Sherry's mother announced from the living room.

Johnny and Sherry both looked over at her clock in disbelief.

"Oh, shoot, is it really that late?" Johnny gaped when he saw the time.

Sherry couldn't believe it either, and felt like she'd let an opportunity slip by. She'd never asked about his date with Debra, and she'd never even tried to touch his dick. When they stood up, she turned to face him and then lifted her arms up over her head in an exaggerated motion, causing her tiny half-shirt to rise up and expose her breasts entirely.

Johnny's eyes bugged out and he couldn't help but stare. He realized instantly that the bras Sherry wore to school hid the true size of her impressive breasts, rather than showing them off. Her hard nipples stood out proudly, making his mouth literally water. The shirt dropped back down to cover her tits when she put her arms around his neck for a hug.

"Made you look," she growled teasingly into his ear.

Johnny couldn't help but chuckle nervously as he pulled back and looked into her eyes.

"You're so bad, Sherry," he murmured. "I can't believe you did that."

They didn't have time to say anything else, as Johnny hurried out the front door to join his mother in her car. Sherry waved from the front door as they drove away, and couldn't stop smiling as she recalled the look on Johnny's shocked face. She also knew his dick had responded instantly when it happened. It had poked her briefly in the crotch, even though he hadn't been aware of it.

Sherry retreated to her bedroom, quickly closing the door so she could slide her fingers into her soaking-wet pussy. For the first time she imagined Johnny's cock sliding into her without actually causing any pain. When that thought pierced her lust-clouded brain her eyes shot open wide. Oh my God, I would come so hard! she thought, His massive dick is just so fucking thick. It would stimulate every nerve inside me all at once. Holy fuck, that would be intense!

Before she knew it, she was quaking through a really intense orgasm as she imagined what it would be like. Later that night, she couldn't keep her hands off of her inflamed pussy, and she masturbated for over an hour before she could fall asleep. On some level Sherry was certain it would hurt if she actually let Johnny fuck her, especially since he was inexperienced. However, the more she thought about it the more she simply knew she would have to try it.

* * *

Johnny was still in shock when he slid into the passenger seat of his mother's car. He couldn't believe Sherry had flashed her tits at him like that, and he couldn't get over just how big and firm they were. Crystal glanced over and saw his shocked expression as she started the car, and immediately became concerned. Otherwise, she would have mentioned the project she had begun to put into motion that afternoon.

"Are you okay?" she asked anxiously.

Naturally, the first thing to pop into her mind was that his date that afternoon had gone badly, and that he had gone over to his best friend's house for comfort afterward. She knew Sherry had been there for him when many things had gone badly in his life, and it had been both reassuring and heartbreaking to see her son crying in Sherry's arms after her husband had abandoned them.

Like Sherry's mom, she couldn't imagine anything sexual happening between the two of them.

Johnny shook his head and realized how he must look. Sherry had totally gotten him! He chuckled and turned to look at his mother's concerned face. His hand reached over to give her knee a squeeze, just as he had done so many times to Sherry as they had talked and joked.

"Everything's fine, Mom," he assured her. "Sherry just said something..." He shook his head again. "I couldn't believe she said that," he concluded.

"Oh, that's a relief," Crystal sighed as she put the car into drive and headed to the end of the block. "I was worried your date might have gone badly."

Her simple statement reminded Johnny what an important event that date was supposed to have been. He smiled again to remember how nice that had turned out.

"Oh, we had a really nice time," he said. "I knew that Debra was a deeply religious woman, but that never came up when she was talking. I learned a lot about her family, and she was really funny and fun to be with."

"She's...religious?" Crystal asked.

It wasn't something she considered as a character trait, and it surprised her that her son would ask out a religious girl. Their family had never attended church, and she began to wonder if it was something she should have done—another failing on her part as his mother.

"Is that something you're interested in?" she asked slowly.

By then they had reached their driveway. Crystal parked the car in the garage and regarded her son's face. Her expression was troubled.

"Not really," Johnny replied with a shrug. He looked around the garage as he thought what he should say. He didn't want to admit that he'd asked this particular girl out because he figured there would be no chance she'd try to see his oversized dick, and he definitely didn't want to start any discussion that might lead down that road.

"I just thought she was really nice, and I had always found her attractive," he finally admitted.

He turned to face her again and his troubled expression let her know it wasn't easy to find the words. Crystal also appreciated that this couldn't be a comfortable conversation for him to have with his mother. As she looked at his determined expression, she loved him for having the strength to even try.

"I had been thinking about asking a few girls out," Johnny continued carefully. "Debra just stood out to me, and I thought she looked sad. I knew she had some really lousy dates. Guys had asked her out because she has a great body and really big tits, then they were jerks when she wouldn't put out."

He swallowed nervously after getting that out, not sure how his mother would respond to his use of the word "tits." Rather than being upset, she beamed at him happily. In her mind, Crystal could immediately relate to the plight of a girl like Debra. She'd been "busty" from a very young age, and guys had been really crude toward her. She could not even keep track of all the times guys had pawed at her tits, and been upset when she wouldn't immediately let those rude guys see her "rack."

Even her husband had been crude about it. Crystal felt warmth toward her son in that moment. She could only wish she'd met a thoughtful, kind man like her son had grown into when she'd been Debra's age. She felt love for him, but also a sense of pride. For so much of her life she had felt like she struggled and failed to be a good mother, and to raise her son right. In that moment she felt like she had succeeded beyond her wildest dreams. The young man sitting beside her in the car was a wonderful young gentleman, respectful of women, kind and thoughtful.

"I'm so proud of you, baby," she whispered, leaning into him for a fierce hug.

Johnny was surprised at that reaction—it certainly hadn't been what he expected. However, he was happy that he had made his mother proud even if he didn't understand what had prompted that response. He wrapped his arms around her back and let himself enjoy the feel of her massive tits squashed against his ribcage. After a wonderful minute, they finally released that hug and got out of the car.

They both wanted to talk more, but Johnny had to get to his homework right away. "I didn't realize I'd been visiting with Sherry that long, and I had that date with Debra earlier," he explained. "I'm going to have to really knuckle down so I can get all my homework done."

Once again, Crystal felt a surge of pride to hear him. He was being responsible. She gave him a smile and nodded. "I understand," she said. "I'll call you when dinner's ready, okay?"

He leaned in and gave her a smooch on the cheek.

"Thanks, Mom," he murmured before hurrying back to his bedroom.

* * *

Johnny really did work hard to finish all his homework. As soon as Crystal changed her clothes, she looked into his room and saw him intensely focused on the book in front of him. It made her feel even guiltier when she retreated to her bedroom and fucked her hungry pussy with her big, fat dildo because she was thinking about her son the entire time.

It wasn't intentional. She was feeling horny, and she was thinking about her son and how proud she was of him. Then she found a dirty fantasy playing through her mind, of Johnny coming to her room to let her know he'd finished his homework. In the fantasy, she spread her horny pussy and let him see it. "You've been such a good boy, Johnny," she purred, "Come here so I can give you a nice reward." She'd never allowed herself to entertain that fantasy before, but she came harder than she could recall as she imagined her hung son giving her the vigorous pounding she so desperately needed.