AUTHOR = X-Ray
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Brittany had just pulled her sweater over her truly miraculous chest and was smoothing her pleated skirt across her heavy thighs when Kimmy stopped in front of her locker and whispered, "I don't know why, but your mom is in Ms. Collins' office and they want to see you right away!"
"My mom, here?" Brittany asked nervously. "What in the world is she doing with Ms. Collins?"
"I dunno," Kimmy replied, "but if I were you I'd get my ass in there pronto. You know how she hates having to ask for something twice!"
That was for sure. The forty-something gym teacher had a hair trigger that didn't take a lot to set off. So, after grabbing her books and tossing her wet towel into the hamper, Brittany made an audible gulping sound and headed off to Ms. Collins' private office at the rear of the locker room.
Even before she entered the small windowless office, Brittany knew there was trouble brewing simply from the ashen look on her mother's face. So, after taking a deep breath, she strode in and asked evenly, "You wanted to see me, Ms. Collins?"
"Yes I do," the gym teacher replied. "Sit down, please. I was just explaining to your mother why I requested her presence at this meeting. Now where was I?"
"Uh, you were saying something about Brittany's undergarments," Joanne Reeves replied, "that they weren't supportive enough..."
"That's correct," Carla Collins replied. "What your daughter calls a bra is nothing more than a piece of lycra being asked to perform an impossible task. And, if I do say so, I think that you have been completely derelict in your duties as a mother!"
Joanne Reeves' face turned a bright shade of red and, after collecting her thoughts, stammered, "W-Why I never! The absolute gall! I have a mind to march right over to the principal's office and report your behavior!"
Brittany had never seen her mother get so excited and upset in her life. But what happened next was even more stunning. Out of nowhere, Ms. Collins lashed out with the back of her right hand, catching a totally surprised Joanne flush on the cheek.
"Don't you ever threaten me again," the gym teacher said harshly. "Do I make myself clear? Believe me, you will live to regret it!"
It was at that moment that both Brittany and her mother realized that they were at Carla Collins' mercy. So, with tears welling up in her eyes, Joanne Reeves replied softly, "I-I understand. I'm sorry."
"That's better," a slightly placated Carla answered evenly. "Now, to make my point, I want Britt to remove her clothing except for her bra and panties, and I mean right now!"
Brittany looked helplessly at her mother for assistance, but instead of a helping hand all she got was a blank stare which indicated that she was on her own! Still a little stunned at the sudden turn of events, the confused schoolgirl was jolted back to reality when Carla Collins' sharp voice demanded, "Are you going to strip or do I have to do it for you, young lady?"
"Uh, no," Brittany replied softly while undoing her blouse. "I was just thinking, that's all."
"Don't think, just do," Carla shot back while she folded her arms across her huge chest as she watched the buxom eighteen year old struggle out of her skirt, leaving her standing there in a skimpy bra and panties!
With Brittany's 215 pound body shivering under the intense gaze of her teacher, Ms. Collins asked Joanne Reeves, "So, do you see anything wrong here? I mean with your daughter's appearance or with her attire?"
"Uh, should I?" Joanne almost whispered. "She looks fine to me."
"Oh, really?" Carla retorted. "I would hazard a guess that Britt has a 42 DD-cup sized bust, and that that skimpy little bra is doing absolutely nothing to offer support for such large breasts. It's not only bad for her breasts, it makes her look like a slut!"
Joanne just shrugged her shoulders and replied, "If she's comfortable I don't see any reason to get so bent out of shape over it."
Again the back of Carla's hand connected squarely with Joanne's cheek, along with the cruel retort, "Don't ever use that tone with me again. I've just about had it with your sassy mouth. Now, do you see anything else we should be concerned about?"
Now on the verge of tears, all Joanne could do was shake her head no while rubbing her burning cheek with her hand, after which Carla turned her attention to Brittany by asking the same question.
Not wanting to get the same treatment as her mother, Brittany just bowed her head and replied, "Uh, no ma'am, I don't."
Now totally exasperated, Carla barked, "Just look at your panties. A girl your size needs decent sized undies. But instead of a pair of useful panties, you're wearing a tiny pair of bikinis that barely cover your fat pussy, let alone your big ass and thighs. It's a disgrace! And to make matters even worse, your pubic hair is clearly visible around your leg openings!"
Tears began to fill Brittany's eyes as the evil-mouthed teacher berated her, but when Ms. Collins reached out and literally ripped off her panties and bra, she began sobbing uncontrollably while her huge tits shook back and forth and her fat bottom jiggled like a bowl of Jello.
Ms. Collins stared at the sobbing youngster for a few moments with her hard gray eyes and spat, "I can see that a demonstration is in order, so, if you'll stop bawling I'll show you what a well built woman should be wearing!"
Both mother and daughter then sat open-mouthed while the stern mistress began removing her own clothes. When she was finally down to her bra and panties, Carla Collins said, "Now this is the type of bra Britt should be wearing at all times. It is under-wired and definitely designed to handle even the largest chest. And, as for my panties, you can plainly see that I'm wearing a tiny thong bikini but not one strand of hair is to be seen!"
Both Joanne and Brittany stared at the incredibly muscular woman, and, just as Joanne was about to comment, Carla Collins slipped off her bra. Then, within only a matter of several seconds, she reached down and shoved her tiny panties down around her ankles, exposing one of the fattest pussies either of them had ever seen! It was Brittany who gasped at the sight of Carla's oversized organ. And it wasn't just the full lips that had shocked her young eyes, but also a gigantic clit that stood out obscenely between the folds of her labia, practically begging to be sucked by anyone who was available.
"You were saying?" Carla asked Brittany softly.
"Uh, nothing," Brittany stammered. "It's just that I've never seen anything quite like it before. I mean your clitoris is much bigger than anything I've ever seen!"
Carla's pussy lips puffed up and separated slightly while Joanne and Brittany ogled her incredible cunt, and, as a line of dew formed along her crack, she replied thickly, "I took steroids to build muscle mass and a side affect was an enlarged clitoris. And even after I stopped taking the drugs my clit stayed just like you see it, huge and engorged."
Brittany had absentmindedly began fondling her own breasts and looked on in rapt fascination. Carla Collins calmly stood in front of Brittany's mother and, after sighing deeply, took the stunned woman's head in her hands and guided her mouth to her gaping sex.
"Okay, bitch, now take care of Carla's big clitty for her. Suck it, and I mean fucking now!"
Brittany had never seen the look that was on her mother's face at that very moment. Whether it was resignation or revulsion, she couldn't be quite sure. But whatever it was couldn't save her from the towering blonde with the huge chest and the bionic cunt, because seconds later her mouth was attached to Carla's yawning twat and sucking her for all she was worth.
"Your mama has a nice tongue," Carla moaned softly to Brittany. "We're gonna have to make this a weekly exercise. She comes to my office and sucks me off, just like the hot mouthed whore that she is!"
Brittany hated hearing her mother referred to as a whore, but watching her slurp and suck the big dyke's overheated pussy was creating a fury in her own loins that was now becoming impossible to hide. Carla had taken one of her own big boobs and was sucking it intently while Joanne worked her tongue up and down her super engorged clit. And just seeing her mother's lips pressed against her teacher's cunt was more than she could take. So, without a moment's hesitation, she began furiously fingering her hairy pussy like a sex crazed maniac out of control. Joanne caught a glimpse of her daughter burying three fingers into her drooling snatch and, although she was trying to fight the feeling, watching her daughter masturbate while she orally satisfied the big titted blonde was driving her absolutely up the fucking wall!
"Look at your little girl, slut," Carla said through clenched teeth. "She's jerkin' her fucking pussy like there's no tomorrow. It's just mother like daughter, I always say. Now suck me harder, bitch!"
Joanne was in such a state of sexual arousal that she slid her hand up under her skirt and began masturbating like a maniac. At first Carla was so wrapped up in her own climax she hadn't even noticed what Joanne was up to, but when she felt her moaning loudly into her bare pussy she sensed right away that the hot mouthed mother was about to have an orgasm of her own. While Joanne and Brittany were madly fingering their wet bulging pussies, Carla gasped as an orgasm of brutal proportions began overtaking her.
So, in a wavering voice, she ordered, "O-Okay, pussies, i-it's now or never. So let's cum together!"
The hot pussied mother-daughter duo didn't have to be asked twice. So, as Carla's huge vagina convulsed out of control in Joanne's wide open mouth, Brittany and her mother both erupted in climaxes that left them shaking and spent as they both slid to the floor with their fingers still buried deep in their hairy cunts.
It seemed like forever before any of them could even make a move, but finally Carla struggled to her feet and plopped down on her chair with her legs still splayed wide open. Her huge clitoris throbbed insistently in anticipation of another orgasm.
"Oh-my-god," Joanne sighed softly, "that was unbelievable!"
"Ohhhhhhh yes, Mother," Brittany replied while still absentmindedly fingering her still twitching pussy, "that was just incredible!"
Carla gazed over at the two hot bitches and said, "Next week I want you both back here with your pussies shaved and wearing nice big heavy-duty bras. Am I making myself clear!?"
Both mother and daughter looked at each other and replied almost in unison, "Perfectly, Ms. Collins, perfectly."
THE END
