Big Superstar Ch. 03

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Busty mom swears she won't have sex with her son, but...
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Part 3 of the 4 part series

Updated 06/07/2023
Created 01/16/2015
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Huge thanks to blackrandl1958 for doing such an amazing job of editing this story. He was very thorough and very helpful.

I had originally intended for chapter 3 to be the conclusion to the Big Superstar series. But now I think it makes more sense to split the story into 4 parts. In response to the readers who have been asking me for chapter 3, sorry it took so long for me to finish. Unfortunately, I had a few changes in my personal life that forced me to drastically cut back on my writing time. On that note, I suspect it will be another long wait for chapter 4 to be released. Thanks for your patience. Without further ado, I hope you enjoy chapter 3.

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Dustin rushed up the left side of the field with the football under his arm. The quarterback sneak was executed perfectly and the Badgers fans started to cheer as he sped past the other team. There was only one defender left between Dustin and the end zone, but there was no way Dustin could get away from him. The defender grabbed his jersey and started to pull him down for the tackle when Dustin suddenly launched a powerful stiff-arm, blasting the defender square in the facemask. The force of the hit sent the defender flying back, landing flat on his ass. Dustin ran down the rest of the field and into the end zone. Touchdown!

The crowd went crazy - cheering, screaming and chanting Dustin's name. The most enthusiastic fan was Dustin's mother, Charlotte. "Go Dustin!! Whooo!!" Dustin was turning in another outstanding performance at quarterback today. Besides his rushing touchdown, he had thrown four touchdown passes already. Charlotte was so proud of her big superstar. 'Big superstar' was her nickname for Dustin.

After the extra point, the Badgers were up 42 to 28. The game was approaching the end of the third quarter. This was the playoffs. If Dustin's team could hold onto the lead and win today, they would play next week in the Texas State Championship game. Charlotte was so excited. Her son had always been a great athlete, but she had never dreamed he could be a state champ.

Even more important than the state championship, football could be Dustin's ticket to a college education. He was 18 years old and would be graduating from high school in a few short months. Charlotte's modest salary would not be enough to pay for college tuition. Dustin's father had abandoned them right after his son was born, and Charlotte had not received so much as a single penny of child-support from that deadbeat. The only way Dustin could go to college would be with an athletic scholarship. Fortunately, he had played great this year and his chances of landing a scholarship looked promising. If he could finish strong on the season, his chances would change from promising to a sure thing.

As Dustin walked over to the sidelines, he looked up in the bleachers and gave his mom a wave. As she always did in public, she wore a baggy unflattering outfit. Despite dressing down and not wearing makeup, Dustin was still struck by how beautiful she was. He started to think about the unbelievably sexy outfits she had been wearing at home recently and how they showed off her perfect body. Her ass was round and plump, and it bounced just a bit with each step she took. But Dustin's favorite part of his mom's body was her colossal tits, which stood high and firm despite their massive size. Her ass and tits were the only fat parts on her body. She managed to keep everything else toned by exercising. She was 40 years old, but could pass for a woman in her late twenties.

After thinking about his sexy mother for a few seconds, Dustin felt his dick twitch in his pants. He decided to return his attention to the game before he sprouted a full hard-on in front of all the spectators.

As Dustin waved at his mother, Charlotte looked at him and couldn't help but admire his good looks. Her gaze unconsciously drifted down his body. She loved how muscular his arms were. Dustin turned to speak with his coach and Charlotte enjoyed the view of his firm butt in his tight pants. As much as she liked looking at his arms and butt, she wished she were looking at his big co-.

Charlotte shook those thoughts out of her head and regained her composure. She began to think about what had happened that morning before the game and the events that had led up to it. Dustin had recently broken up with his girlfriend. He was incredibly upset about the breakup, which was strange because they argued constantly. After some questioning, Dustin reluctantly confided in his mother that having a woman sexually gratify him was the secret to his success with football.

Charlotte was a devout Catholic. She put all her faith in God and didn't put any stock in superstitions and good luck charms. She was confident that this need for pre-football sexual activity was all in his head. Whether it was psychological or if it actually was good luck was really irrelevant, though. The fact was, Dustin needed to ejaculate to play well. If he masturbated, it didn't work. He needed the aid of a woman.

Counter to her religious beliefs, Charlotte did what she felt a good mother should do. She pleasured her son before his football games and practices. At first she had masturbated him with her hand and then she later allowed Dustin to make love to her breasts. He would shoot his semen on her breasts or face. She knew all these activities were sins in the eyes of God, but she was willing to do them to support her son. She promised herself that she would not let things escalate beyond this point, but she broke that promise this morning.

Before today's game, she was prepared to masturbate Dustin with her breasts. Then he explained that he would play even better if she gave him oral sex. Only wanting the best for her son, Charlotte broke the promise she had made to herself and took her son's penis in her mouth. Charlotte had always hated performing oral sex, so she started hesitantly. In the course of fellating Dustin, she found that she actually enjoyed it. Pumping her mouth up and down his penis was such a thrill. But the biggest thrill was when Dustin shot a giant load of cum in her mouth and she drank down the delicious treat.

In the course of reliving the blowjob, Charlotte realized she was breathing heavily and her vagina was now wet. She badly wanted to masturbate. Looking around at the other parents sitting nearby, she realized this was not the place to be having these thoughts and she consciously cleared her head and calmed herself down.

She had masturbated this morning after the oral sex. It was the first time she had ever masturbated in her life. She had been raised to believe that it was a sin, so had always resisted the urge, but this morning the urge had been too strong to overcome.

Just then, the other parents started to cheer. She looked up to see the Badgers running back spiking the ball in the end zone. Charlotte joined in the cheering. Dustin's team was now winning 49 to 28 and the game was half-way through the fourth quarter. She could feel the excitement in the crowd build as the win was all but guaranteed at this point. Charlotte was overjoyed that her big superstar was going to be playing in the state championship game. She let her mind wander from the game again as she tried to figure out what was happening between her and Dustin and what she was going to do about it.

With a great amount of difficulty, Charlotte was able to admit to herself that she had developed sexual feelings for her son. She knew it was wrong, but she couldn't turn off those feelings, try as she might. She could only control how she would act on those feelings. Thinking over what she should do, she came up with a game plan of sorts.

First, she would again encourage Dustin to find a girl in his class to pleasure him before next week's game. She thought it was a sin for Dustin to engage in sexual activity with a woman before marriage, but it was certainly less of a sin than doing it with his mother.

Until Dustin found a willing partner, Charlotte decided that she would allow Dustin to make love to her breasts. Fellatio might help him play a bit better, but it was too much of a sin for a mother to do that with her son. It was only one step removed from her having... sex with Dustin and that would be the ultimate sin.

She would only pleasure Dustin if he was going to play football later that day. Sometimes his coach gave the team a day off from practice. She made a promise to herself that she wouldn't do anything sexual with her son on those days. When she pleasured him before football, she did it to motivate him. In her eyes, that made her a good mother. If she pleasured him on one of his days off, she would only be doing it because she wanted to. That would make her a terrible mother and a whore.

As for herself, Charlotte decided she would continue to masturbate for the coming week whenever the need struck her, even though it was a sin. She figured this would help her to control her sexual feelings for Dustin.

One week ago, Charlotte had sat in these same bleachers and had wrestled with the impropriety of helping her son to ejaculate. She couldn't help but laugh to herself at the feeling of déjà vu. She felt some comfort in knowing that all of this wicked activity with her son would be over in one more week. Then things could get back to normal between her and Dustin.

Having made up her mind on things relieved some of her anxiety. Feeling a bit better, Charlotte looked at the field just in time to see her big superstar throw yet another touchdown pass with only a few minutes left in the game. That seemed to be the final nail in the coffin. The remaining time ticked by with little action. The final score was 56-35. The Badgers won the playoffs. They were heading to the state championship.

The team threw Dustin up on their shoulders and carried their star quarterback off the field. It was hard to tell who was happier, Dustin or Charlotte. After his teammates put him down, Dustin rushed over to his mother and gave her a big hug. He started to recount some of the bigger plays of the game to her while she excitedly congratulated him. One of Dustin's teammates yelled, "Come on Dustin, let's go. It's party time."

Dustin waved him off and said to his mom, "I was planning on going home with you."

Charlotte responded, "No, you should go out with your friends. Go have fun. You deserve it."

"Okay. Thanks Mom. You're the best," said Dustin. Then he added, "I will try to get home early."

Charlotte gave Dustin the usual warning she gave before he went out with his friends. "I would tell you that you are still too young to drink alcohol but I am not gullible enough to believe that would stop you. So, do me a favor and stay over your friend's house tonight because I don't want you drinking and driving." Dustin agreed and they said their goodbyes. Charlotte drove home, still excited about the team's win.

Unlike the rest of Texas, Dustin's division played their football games on Saturday, but next week would be different. He would play the state championship game under the renowned Friday night lights. She couldn't wait.

Back at the house, she went about her usual Saturday routine - cleaning, exercising and relaxing. The rest of the day passed uneventfully. After finishing her nightly prayers, Charlotte climbed into bed. She realized that she had not had a single inappropriate thought about Dustin since getting home from the game and was very pleased with herself. Maybe masturbating had really helped to control her sexual urges. She felt she had turned a corner and saw this as a sign that things would return to normal between her and Dustin soon. She considered masturbating before going to sleep, but decided not to because she didn't feel the need.

As soon as she fell asleep, Charlotte's thoughts took a drastic turn. She dreamt about Dustin's thick long cock and taking it deep in her mouth. She savored the feeling of it as she bobbed her head up and down. It felt like the blowjob went on for hours and she savored every second of it until she finally got her big reward. Dustin's cock erupted in her mouth and she greedily swallowed his hot cum. He did not stop cumming, and she swallowed it all, enjoying the delicious treat.

The sound of knocking on her bedroom door brought an abrupt end to her dream. It was Dustin. "Mom, are you still in bed? It's 7:30."

Charlotte reached down and felt her pussy. She was so wet. She needed to masturbate right now. No, first she needed to suck Dustin's cock. Then she could masturbate.

"Hurry up and get dressed. We are going to be late for church," Dustin said.

The mention of church brought Charlotte back to her senses. Her sexual excitement was replaced with guilt. She got out of bed, quickly put on a conservative outfit and headed out the door with Dustin. The drive to the church was quiet. Charlotte felt awkward talking with her son, since she had just dreamt about fellating him. Dustin didn't feel like talking to anyone because he had a pretty bad hangover from partying the night before.

By the time they got to church, mass had already started. Dustin and Charlotte crept in as quietly as possible and found a seat in the back. Charlotte felt so embarrassed. She was normally one of the first people there and always sat near the front. Putting those thoughts aside, Charlotte listened to the priest. For the past week, she had been unable to stop her wicked thoughts about her son. Church was exactly what she needed now. A sermon from the good book would expel the evil from her mind.

At the beginning of the service, Charlotte was completely focused on the priest's sermon. Then as the priest carried on, Charlotte's attention started to fade. She started to glance down at Dustin's crotch. She wondered how his dick was currently positioned in his pants. She wondered how his pants were able to conceal the size of his member. Then she realized what she had been doing and quickly turned her attention back to the priest, angry with herself that even in church she couldn't take her mind off her son's penis.

Despite the hangover, Dustin was enjoying church much more than usual. His mom had missed a button on her shirt in her rush to get dressed this morning. It wouldn't be obvious to someone looking straight on, but sitting next to her gave him a peek at her mouth-watering cleavage. He stared at his mom's chest and fantasized about sucking on her nipples throughout the whole sermon. When the priest finished, Dustin was surprised by how short mass seemed. Normally church was painfully long and dull for him, but looking in his mom's blouse made the time seem to fly by today.

On the drive home, Charlotte felt herself getting excited. Dustin would have practice later today. That meant she would have to make him cum when they got home. As they got closer to home, she got more turned on. Each passing second of the drive was her being one second closer to wrapping her hands around Dustin's big dick.

As soon as they walked inside, Charlotte couldn't wait any longer. "Take your pants off," she told him.

Dustin desperately wanted to do what his mother said but found himself having an inner conflict. He struggled with what to do, but ultimately his conscience won out. He said, "I don't have practice today. Coach gave the team the day off." He wanted to kick himself. Why didn't I just lie to her?, he thought.

Of the countless things that Charlotte loved about her son, the thing she might have loved most was that he was always honest with her, but not today. She wanted to kick him. Why didn't he just lie to me?, she thought. If he had kept his mouth shut, she would have satisfied him, and they both would have been happy. Then he could have just left the house for a couple of hours. She would have assumed he had been at practice and never been the wiser.

"Do you still want me to take my pants off?" Dustin asked, hoping his mom would say yes.

"No. We can't do that today," she replied in an irritated tone.

Even though she really, really wanted to make Dustin cum, she had previously made up her mind that she would only do that on days when he played football.

Since Dustin had to open his big mouth and ruin the moment, she decided it was only fair to make him painfully aware of what he just passed up.

"I'm going to head to my room for a bit," Dustin said.

She knew he wanted to go to his room to masturbate, but she wanted to torture him a bit first. "You can hang out in your room later. I want to work out for a bit and I need my big superstar to help."

Dustin just wanted to jerk off in his room, but he knew that his mother would nag him to death if he said no, so he agreed.

They each went to their room and got changed. Charlotte got dressed quickly and then knocked on Dustin's door. She wanted to make sure he didn't have enough time alone to masturbate.

Dustin opened the door to his room. His jaw dropped when he saw his mother was wearing the exercise outfit she had bought last week. She had on spandex yoga pants that were perfectly sculpted to her round ass and a tight low-cut tank top that showed off a ton of cleavage. The top must have been designed for a sports bra to be worn underneath, but his mother clearly wasn't wearing one because her giant tits bounced with each step.

After seeing his mom in her outfit, he felt conflicted. Part of him wanted to hang out with her to take in the eye candy, but part of him wanted to stay in his room because now he needed to jerk off even worse than before. But his mother insisted they get some exercise. She grabbed his hand and walked him down to the basement where they had a small collection of exercise equipment.

Following their usual workout routine, Charlotte jumped on the treadmill and Dustin used the bench press. When he originally set up their makeshift gym, Dustin had meticulously arranged the equipment so that he had a perfect view of the treadmill from the bench press. Dustin's favorite part of working out with his mom was watching her run. The show was even better than usual today, thanks to her new outfit.

Dustin's weight-lifting technique was usually textbook precise, but today he looked like it was the first time he had ever seen a barbell. He even had a close call, where he nearly dropped the bar on his chest. He was totally distracted by his mother. As she ran on the treadmill, her colossal melons bounced up and down, up and down. Her top clearly wasn't designed to contain such large and heavy breasts. With each stride, her tits came dangerously close to springing free, giving Dustin amazing views of her cleavage.

For a long while, Dustin was enjoying the mesmerizing display of his mother's bouncing tits, but he eventually reached the boiling point. He had wanted to jerk off before, but now he needed to. He thought he could feel the cum churning in his balls.

"Enjoy the rest of your work-out, Mom. I'm done. I'm going to head to my room for a bit," Dustin said as he got up from the bench press.

Charlotte smiled; pleased with the effect she was having on him. She considered letting him go but then decided she wasn't done torturing him yet. "No, wait. You can't leave yet, my big superstar. I need your help."

In an exasperated tone, Dustin replied, "You don't need my help. You are just going to run on the treadmill like you always do."

"Not today," Charlotte answered. "I want to lift weights and you are going to be my personal trainer. First, I want to do the exercise where you lay on the bench and clank the weights together in front of you."

Dustin scratched his head for a few seconds, having no idea what she was talking about. Then he figured it out. "Oh, you mean butterfly press. Fine, I can help you with that."

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