Tales from the Closet

She snuggled up against him, stroking his hair softly before bringing her mouth to his. They kissed, sweet at first, before she flickered her tongue out, letting it slip inside his mouth to do some exploring.

She felt him tense up as her tongue worked its magic around before she let her mouth slip down.

Moving slowly, patiently, she pulled the sheet down uncovering his bare chest and tummy.

Her kisses floated down, pausing to flicker delicately across his nipples, making him squirm, before dropping down further.

After her kisses reached the edge of the sheet covering his manhood, she paused. Extending a single finger, she carefully hooked it around the edge of the sheet as she whispered to herself, "Let's see, what we can see, shall we."

Ever so slowly she pulled the sheet down before letting out a pronounced gasp as she pulled the sheet clear. While he may have been small in stature, he certainly was not small down there with his simple dark briefs hiding what appeared to be a simply massive bulge.

Paula looked up at him, shooting him a sly smile. Playing the role of victim perfectly, Matty, with a perfect look of abject terror on his face, whispered, "Please, don't hurt me down there. I heard Boobie Monster's like to hurt their victims . . . down there . . . especially when they are virgins, like me."

Reaching up, she stroked the side of his face tenderly. "You don't need to be scared hon. I am a nice Boobie Monster and I don't like to hurt my victims, especially when they are innocent young virgins, but instead I only like to tease them a bit . . . you know play with them a bit . . . down there."

"Really you are not going to hurt me Mrs. Boobie Monster?" he asked as he seemed to relax.

"Yes, really. Here let me show you but before I do I wish you wouldn't call me that."

"What . . . Boobie Monster?"

"Yes, I am really quite nice you know, maybe even nicer than your own mommy and it just hurts me the way you seem to be so afraid of me and it hurts you calling me that . . . calling me a monster."

"Maybe, if you don't mind, can . . . can I call you Mommy. We could, you know, pretend you are my mom and then I wouldn't be so afraid of you."

"Hmm, that is a very good idea I think sweetie so yes, please do call me that while imagining I really am your mother."

"OK," he said as their game came full circle.

Raising up, she threw one leg over him, straddling him as she lowered herself so she sat nimbly on his tummy. Staring at him seriously, she whispered, "Let's maybe see if your Mommy can do some more teasing now and can make you even bigger down there."

It was then she made the fateful decision she would do everything in her power to tease the hell out of him--without going too far . . . just to see how he might react.

Paula had always been secretly curious about the whole S&M genre and bondage thing, but never tried it. Now, finally, she was having her chance and found the whole thing to be quite titillating.

Staring at him seriously, she whispered, "Are you really a virgin hon or are you just saying that to get your mom all excited."

"I am, Mommy. I swear. I . . . I have never been with a girl. Never even seen a pair of tits . . . except you know . . . in porn magazines."

"Really . . . so maybe you wanna see your mommy's tits baby boy. See if they are as nice as the ones you are so fond of looking at in those stupid magazines."

"Yes. Please Mommy, let me see yours."

"Tell me first, honestly, have you been dreaming about seeing your mom's tits honey? Fantasying maybe about them?" She tilted her head seductively while thrusting her chest out at him.

"Yes," he answered in a small voice.

"Really . . . so how bad do you wanna see them, hon?"

"Really, really bad, Mommy," he replied.

She could feel him squirming under her as his eyes remained focused on her chest.

"Hmm, while it's a mommy's job to make their little boys dreams come true so . . ."

Ever so slowly she reached behind her to undo her bra.

After getting it unhooked, she slowly brought her hands up to the twin bra straps.

She paused, letting the tension build, before ever so slowly pulling the straps down and off her shoulders.

Her large bra hung precariously on those giant tits of hers for a brief second or two before she shook her chest slightly allowing the bra to fall down.

"Oh my God," she heard him whisper as a woman's tits were, thanks to him washing his memory clean-- revealed to his innocent eyes for the very first time

"You like them, sweetheart?" she whispered.

"Oh God Mommy they are so big . . . and beautiful. I . . . I have never seen anything so beautiful in my life . . . ever."

"I'm glad you like them, baby. I would let you play with them a bit . . . like I'm sure you want to do, but hmm . . ." Reaching out, she stroked the side of his face kindly before adding with a low chuckle, "It seems some little boy has lost the use of his hands."

She leaned over toward the nightstand, grabbing the bottle of lube. "I guess you will just have to watch your Mommy play with her own titties a bit instead."

Paula dumped a good portion of the raspberry lube onto her hands before bringing them to her chest. Her poor victim watched helplessly as the Boobie Monster, AKA his Mommy, teased the hell out of him by slowly rubbing the lube all over her tits in soft circles.

Watching him squirm noticeably gave her the idea her exaggerated teasing was getting to him--just as she hoped for.

Taking one finger she ran it slowly along the vast expanse of one of her majestic boobs before bringing it to her mouth. Giving him a coy smile, she dipped her finger in her mouth. "Hmm raspberry that tastes good. I bet you wish you could taste it with that little virgin mouth of yours."

He nodded his head eagerly as she continued to smile coyly at him.

After placing a pillow behind his head, she told him, "OK then, lean your head back on the pillow and close your eyes but don't you dare get over anxious and try to kiss or suck on your mommy's boobies . . . until she gives her permission."

Paula watched him settle his head back against the pillow and after he closed his eyes she carefully leaned forward, pushing her large breasts flush against his dimpled cheeks.

Jiggling her chest up and down allowed her breasts to bounce merrily against his face as his breathing became labored. Glancing behind her, she spied the bulge inside his briefs looked to be bigger than ever and knew her overstated teasing was truly getting to him.

She continued to rub her tits in his face for another good minute or two before she pulled back. "I don't think it's fair that your mommy has been nice enough to show you her tits but you haven't shown her anything."

Turning, she climbed off of him before settling herself down on her knees directly across from his midsection. Reaching out with a pair of fingers, she patiently hooked them under the waistband of his briefs.

"Do you mind sweetie if your mommy takes a look down there?"

"I guess not . . . but no one has ever seen it before."

"Oh really," she said pausing.

"Unh-uh," he told her. "Remember . . . I'm a perfectly pure virgin, Mommy."

"So you are," she whispered as she started to carefully pull his briefs down.

"Oh my God," Paula whispered under her breath as she finally pulled the briefs down far enough to allow his cock to spring out of its cage like a hungry tiger.

His small stature had most definitely not followed suit down there as he was truly blessed with the biggest fucking cock she had ever laid eyes upon. The small of stature, and sweet of disposition, Matty must have been a good ten-- or maybe-- even eleven inches down there.

Paula's heart raced with both fear and excitement as she briefly imagined what it might be like to be impaled on that massive pole of his. Doubtlessly his larger than life size was done very much on purpose during the splitting up process.

She stared at it, lost in thought, forbidden desire swelling in her heart, as she imagined just how much of that massive cock she could stuff in her mouth . . . if it came to that.

"Mommy," he whispered, interrupting her reverie, "Am I a nice size?"

"Oh Christ baby you are . . . very much so," she whispered back.

"Really . . . are . . . are you going to maybe touch it. I've never been touched there before." Looking away he dropped his voice before adding sadly, "The guys, you know, my friends were always teasing me about that you know."

"Is that really true . . . I mean, everything you have told me now about being a virgin and all that . . . even when you were . . . alive?"

He stared at her with a seriously sad expression on his cute face before he answered softly, "Yes."

Paula sighed as she stretched one finger out to his cock. "Well it will be my supreme honor I guess to go where no girl has gone before then."

Using one finger, she deftly slid it along the entire length of his penis, marveling both its enormous size and its concrete like hardness.

A good two or three strokes up and down of her finger made him both tremble and moan before she boldly wrapped her hand around its considerable girth.

Her hand, still well-oiled from earlier, slid easily up and down his shaft several times as his moans grew louder.

Warming to the task at hand, Paula started to move her hand up and down faster as she slipped her other hand under his balls. She suspected after all her teasing he wouldn't last long. Just as she was beginning to jiggle them he let out a sharp cry, "Mommy . . . Oh God . . . I'm . . . I'm going to . . ."

Paula yanked her hand away as she suddenly remembered what he told her earlier. It can't be the same or it will ruin everything.

"Don't come baby . . . don't," she nearly screamed. "You can't . . . not yet. It will ruin everything!"

She watched as his face contorted into a serious grimace as he bit his lip. Glancing down, she stared at his cock, praying a geyser of cum would not shoot out of it.

It twitched once, twice, and then a third time, before he let out a shaky breath.

"I didn't mommy . . . I almost did . . . I was ready . . . but . . ."

"But you stopped which was really good. I'm sorry baby but I have to make you come a different way. You just gotta trust me on that."

"Oh . . . well then, maybe you could . . . ahh . . . put it in your mouth, Mommy?"

"Oh Jesus," Paula whispered under her breath at the thought of having his huge monster stuffed in her mouth.

"Please Mommy, pretty please," he whined as she continued to hesitate.

Paula took a deep breath before leaning down, the surreal nature of what was happening increasing tenfold, as she prepared to take him in her mouth.

"It's just a dream, girl," Paula whispered to herself just before she lashed her tongue out. His hardness tasted slightly of the raspberry lube as her tongue flickered up and down his immense rod several times.

Closing her eyes, she opened her mouth wide allowing his cock to invade the warm recesses of her mouth.

She took as much as she could in into her mouth, barely half or maybe even less, if she had been bothering to estimate, before letting it slip out. Holding it upright with one hand, she stroked it up and down, before wrapping her tongue around the bulbous head and letting it slither, snake like, all the way to the base of his cock.

This elicited a small moan from him giving her the desire, the absolute and wanton desire, to want to make him moan all the more. With this goal in mind, she slurped on his cock like the cheapest of harlots in a back alley, her head bobbing up and down, up and down, as she held her hair up with one hand to keep it out of the way.

"Oh Mommy, that feels sooo goood," he whispered as she sucked on his cock now as if her very life depended on it.

Twisting and turning her mouth all around, she vigorously lathered his cock up and down with her tongue slowly, and then faster, before deep throating it several times.

Bringing one hand up, she began to stroke him up and down as she worked her mouth in unison with her hand, his big cock slipping in and out of her eager and experienced mouth in glorious fashion.

He was young so she was not wholly surprised when less than ten seconds later, after this double teaming of his cock with her mouth and hand, he whispered, "Mommy I . . . I'm going to come."

She had just let his cock slip out of her mouth, while still working on the shaft furiously with her hand, when an indescribably large geyser of cum jetted out of the tip of his penis, coating her right cheek and hair with it sticky whiteness.

"Mommy has a mess all over her face and hair," he said with a giggle.

"Hmm, she does, baby . . . thanks to you."

After a brief pause he whispered, "I have to leave. It's their turn, Mommy. Don't give in . . . too easily . . . to them."

"I . . . I won't," Paula replied as she made her way to the bathroom.

"They will be waiting for you when you get out," Matthew told her. "One will be shy and sweet, that will be Matty and the other will be rough and aggressive, that will be Mark."

Paula murmured her ascent before stepping inside the bathroom while Matthew disappeared.

Five minutes later, after getting herself cleaned up and slipping on a robe, she came back out to the bedroom to a pair of shocking surprises.

The bedroom was totally dark except for the warm glow cast by a roaring fire inside the huge wood burning fireplace taking up nearly the entirety of one wall--it was a wood burning fireplace that was never there before.

She couldn't help but to smile to herself. She always craved having a real fireplace in her bedroom, and now here it was. He must have simply conjured it up, using the magical abilities bestowed upon him by the resourceful Olga.

And then she spied yet another surprise. Sitting on the luxurious square white rug spread invitingly out in front of the fireplace, nestled among several large black pillows, was a medium size white gift box. The box was obviously a present for her as it had a large red ribbon stuck on it.

Doubtlessly, this was yet another gift from her doting boys. Strutting over to the fireplace, she settled down on the rug. Opening the box, she smiled. The little devil-- it was a present all right but maybe more for him than her.

Inside the box was a sheer purple baby doll and a pair of matching G-string panties. He certainly conjured up something ultra-sexy for me, Paula mused to herself while hurriedly slipped on her new gifts.

After donning this new sexy outfit, she tossed the robe to one side before searching the room for any sign of them.

When she could neither see, nor hear anything she sighed, waiting for something to happen.

She didn't have to wait long before something happened. Slowly the closet door creaked open before something sizable and flesh colored came flying out of it.

The dildo hit the wooden floor with a loud thud, skidding across the wooden floor until it came to a rest right next to the rug.

Reaching out, Paula grabbed it. Taped to it was a small note printed in her son's neat handwriting. Play with me, Mommy.

Paula smiled as she spread her legs, preparing herself to put a show on for them. She started by lathering the large dildo deliciously with her tongue before sucking it deep in her mouth. Looking at the closet, the door was opened a bit wider now, she made small moaning noises as she continued to deep throat the fake cock while one of her hands slipped inside her panties and began to play with her clit.

Pulling it out of her mouth, she slide her tongue around its head several times before bringing it down and in between her legs.

She looked up at the closet, giving her audience a sly smile before slowly letting the dildo slip inside of her panties before pushing it up and deep inside of her. In and out, slowly, patiently even, she pushed the dildo while her moans became increasingly desperate.

She was not at all acting, but was really getting off on pleasuring herself while having an audience only made the act to be all the more intense. Working the dildo in and out, faster and faster, she was really starting to fuck herself--hard--and was just approaching an orgasm when the closet door creaked open audibly.

Both distracted and curious, Paula raised up, ruining her pending orgasm. When she didn't see anything, she reclined back against the pillows, closing her eyes.

After a quiet moment, she heard footsteps crossing the room toward her.

Re-opening her eyes, she looked up just in time to see a pair of shadowy figures moving slowly across the bedroom toward her.

They paused a few feet from the rug. They were both dressed the same way--jeans and no shirts--and looked fairly identical with the exception being the one on the right looked to be of a smaller stature as compared to his twin on the left.

It was this one, the smaller of the two that now whispered to her sweetly. "Do you like your gifts, Mommy?"

Taking note of his soft voice and his smaller stature, Paula rightly assumed this was Matty.

"Oh boys . . . Mommy loves her gifts, the fireplace is warm and romantic, her new rug is so plush and soft and Mommy's pajamas you picked out for her are so comfortable and sexy, don't you think? Oh and her new toy . . ." She brought the dildo to her mouth, and with a teasing smile, she gave it a small kiss. "Is so much fun to play with and she loves it."

Putting the large dildo aside, she figured she would not have much use for that any more, she patted the rug next to her. "Do you guys want to join Mommy on her new rug and help warm her up a bit? I mean, despite the nice fire, I'm still a bit cold."

"Yes, I would like that," Matty replied, eager to join his mommy by the fire.

He barely got a step forward though before all hell broke loose. First, Mark reached out, snagging his brother by the arm, rudely pulling him back.

He snapped at him, saying something in a harsh whisper she couldn't quite make out, just before giving him a hard shove.

Matty snapped back with a few harsh whispers of his own before the whispers turned to shouts; and then to pushing and shoving, and then to full-fledged combat as Mark wrestled his brother down to the ground.

Paula, at first, has no idea what they might be fighting about as it all happened so suddenly. She listened closely though when the shouting started and it appeared they were arguing about who was going to do something first--to her.

Thinking they would rather fight than pay attention to her, made Paula more than a little upset though.

Determined to put an end to their nonsensical fighting, she whistled loudly trying to get their combined attention.

When they took a break from rolling around on the floor and wrestling, she raised her voice, "Oh boys . . . stop your fighting as your Mommy has something to show you."

They both climbed to their feet simultaneously while staring at her intently. She stared back a moment before giving them a sly smile. Carefully, she tugged on the satin tie holding her pretty robe shut.

She stared at them for a brief moment before carefully undoing her robe and slipping it off.

Leaning back on the pair of large round pillows positioned in the center of the rug she smiled at them. "Now sweethearts . . . wouldn't you much rather play with these . . ." She shook her chest a bit making her huge tits jiggle under the baby doll. "Than fight each other."

They both continued to stare wide eyed while saying nothing. After a long pause, it was Matty who spoke first, "I . . . I know I would."

"Me too," Mark added before glaring at his brother. "But I am playing with them first."

"Oh so that is what this is all about huh. You guys are fighting which one of you is going to get to play with your mommy's big boobies first."