Housecall

(Warning: general debauchery ahead)

Towering over you in front of your doorframe stood your next-door neighbor. Her massively powerful belly was accentuated with a heavy glow of sweat, her belly button ringexposed by a white crop-top workout shirt that was full to bursting from her massive breasts. Against the entrance to your bedroom, she looked imposing; her 6'6 stature she had posted on the app had definitely been understated-- she looked to be at least 6'9 and 300lbs. Standing this tall, her physique was powerful but soft; she had definition on her arms that had been supplemented by fat. She entered your room, without invitation, causing you to back up to the edge of your bedframe.

"Come here, Dougie. Momma's been waiting for you." Jackie's strength was made painfully apparent as she pulled you in for a sticky bear hug. Sweat-- hers, clung to your face as she pressed you in between her massive frame. Jackie smelled strongly of musk and post-gym, her skin glowing iridescent under your light in the bedroom.

"Momma's had a long, hard day. I finished my workout and came here right away so you could help clean me up." Jackie ran her hands through your hair, alternating between caressing and pulling at strands. You tried to push away, but Jackie barely noticed, instead opting to pull you in tighter.

"I work so hard, and I'm nice and ripe. That tap sent me over, you little fucktoy. I've been-- don't you pull away from me!" Jackie yanked the hairs on your head away from her, so that she was looking directly down at you. Her enormous size dwarfed yours, and you saw a wicked grin spread across her lips as wrapped her hand around the back of your neck before delivering a sloppy kiss on your mouth.

"You have such soft lips. Mommy is going to enjoy using them. I've been using the stairmaster and squatting for hours today, and I feel like my little slut boy is hungry to help clean me." She pushes you down, bringing you face to face with her yoga pants. A gargantuan bulge smack-dab in front of your face causes you to recoil, but Jackie quickly grabbed your hair and pulls you into her crotch. If she wanted, she could squeeze the life out of you between her massive thighs. The smell of sour musk and sweat became infinitely stronger, and Jackie laughed as you coughed from the smell.

"Ah-ah-ah. Mommy wants to be cleaned. But first, why don't you appreciate what I've done today?" Jackie then took your hands and wrapped them around her massive ass. Even for her size, she was incredibly muscular and thick. Jackie, drunk with power over your small submissive state, looked on to you. "Isn't that right, you little slut? Say, 'I want to worship my mommy.'"

Quizically, you looked up at her, even if only for half a second, before a strong hand hit your face. Your ears began ringing, as Jackie lifted your arms up with one hand and held them in a vice-grip.

"I won't ask again, the next time will be the biggest mistake you make today."

Weakly, you whisper up to her.

"P-please, I want to worship you."

Jackie stirred in self-satisfaction, as the smell of her sweat began to permeate the entirety of your room.

"Good little bitch. I think it's time mommy rewarded you for that type of behavior." Taking both of your hands, she placed them around her yoga pants, before pulling them down just above her knees. She had a thin pair of pink and blue cotton underwear, drenched in her sweat and precum, clinging for dear life as her bulge stretched the cheap fabric to the limits. The smell was what hit you like a tonne of bricks; instinctively, you recoiled again, only for Jackie to **** your face to the side of her growing bulge.

"I know you've been eagerly waiting for me, don't pretend like you haven't. Mommy hasn't cum in weeks, and my balls are so full. Why don't you help them get some air, too?" Jackie released your hands, before grabbing your hair. Obediently, yet reluctantly, you hiked her panties to the side. Her balls popped free like two counterweights, her nutsack looking like it had been kept compressed for years. Wrinkles lined the already loose skin, and a wave of her musk emanated from her thong like a heatwave. Thick strands of hair jutted out from random points, getting more concentrated until they were at the base of her cock. Jackie's thick, tanned cock hung at least 12 inches soft, like a fat, veiny third leg. Her foreskin covered the entirety of her dick, only giving way at the tip of her head, which was already purple and leaking with precum. It stared at you angrily, a candescent thick glob of her girlcum already halfway towards the floor in a fight against gravity.

"Mommy's had a lot of time to think about what she was going to do to you." Jackie grabbed the sides of your head forcefully, before pulling you into her slimy nutsack. "Lick my balls." Hesitantly, you stuck your tongue out, only for Jackie to smother you with her massive, cum-filled orbs. Standing over you, Jackie was at the perfect height with you on your knees to be positioned in between her massive thighs. The texture of her scrotum was soft, as the heat given off by her crotch let them hang loose. As you began licking, a mixture of sour sweat and stray hairs found their way onto your tongue, causing you to gag, and once again try to squirm out from Jackie's ****-grip. Instantly, you found yourself losing oxygen, as Jackie swiftly maneuvered her hand to your neck, picking you up and throwing you onto your bed. Starry-eyed and blurry, it was as if she had quickly pulled the plug to your eyesight.

"You don't want to worship your Mommy, Doug?" Jackie walked over to the edge of the bed, pulling your hair and dragging you, through tears, until your head was positioned over the side. Her massive thighs surrounded both sides of your face like earmuffs, muffling most of the background noise, but amplifying Jackie's soft, yet firm voice. Her fetid cock, angrily flared and still leaking precum, hovered over you like something out of a horror movie. A connected line of precum lazily drooped onto your chin, where Jackie scooped it up and rubbed it onto your lips. A acrid and briny taste filled your mouth and nostrils, as if you'd shoved your face in a year's worth of dirty laundry, but the smell again was quickly masked by the scent and heat coming off of Jackie's balls, now drooping above your eyes like a hypnotizing pendulum. Even in the dark, there was no mistaking her massively imposing figure, all parts of her included.

"Since I'm in a good mood, Mommy's going to give you an ultimatum. Either you open your mouth and suck my balls until I'm ready for your face to go in my pussy, or I'm going to permanently fill your throat with my cock. I haven't taken a shower, and I'm ready for you to clean me, baby boy. Choice is yours."

Suddenly, Jackie reached down and pulled her panties off, still maintaining her grasp of your head between her thighs. She giggled, at least, you thought you felt her giggle, before she pried your mouth open with her hands and stuck her sweaty, precum-soaked panties into your throat. You felt like you were being deprived of oxygen worse than before; every breath you took and inhale for air was filled with her musk; every attempt to clear your throat and swallow your saliva was tained with her disgusting girlcum. Jackie looked down on you with a wicked smile.

"Thought I'd make it hard for you. If I can't understand your answer, Mommy will pick. Don't worry Doug, we will have plenty of time for all of this and more."