Date Night Part 2

Amelia looked Misty up and down and cooed, “That one looks very sexy on you. Kathy and Caleb will love it. Now try on this one.”

Amelia handed Misty a sexy school girl outfit. The chubby hubunny went back into the dressing room to remove the tight dress she wore and try on Amelia’s pick. Mary and Chris walked up with a sales associate. The lady unlocked a room for Chris to change in.

As Chris went in Mary said, “Try the green fishnet dress first dear. You need something to wear to a women's club. And take your bra and panties off, you won’t look good with them on.”

Mary turned to Amelia and said. “She hardly needs a bra anyway with those perky boobs she’s got.” She hefted her own massive knockers and let them drop. They jiggled under her top and rested much lower than her young date's did.

Amelia grinned. Chris's boobs were bigger than her own, yet they defied gravity thanks to her youth in addition to the blessing Caleb had bestowed upon the women he cum covered. She asked, “Where is June? And who did she end up with?”

Mary put her purse down and sat. “Don't you remember? She agreed to speak at a meeting of the Mother Son Love organization. She dropped Gemma off a little while ago. The poor girl missed out on the orgy and all the rest of the fun. I told June we would add her in to our date group. She's picking out some lingerie and stripper outfits to try on. Oh, and June said Gemma’s parents will let her move in now, rather than wait till she graduates.”

Amelia exclaimed, “That’s wonderful news! Who will she move in with? Or has that not been decided yet?"

Mary shrugged, "She's in Kathy's harem, but I don't think that really matters. Misty is going to move in with Angie and Megumi, so the two harems will likely get all mixed up. I'll take Gemma in with me and Amanda if no one else asks her. I might ask Amanda's mother to join us as a throuple. I overheard them talking... well arguing about me. Amber was afraid her daughter and I didn't love each other enough to be together. I figure a good solution is for the three of us to be girlfriends, that way Amber can see first hand how much Amanda and I love each other. It's too bad Caleb isn't taking Amber into his harem or she could sense our love through the harem effect link. But I do see her point about the age difference. If not for Caleb and Kathy, it probably would be a problem."

Amelia patted Mary on the thigh and said, "I'm sure it will work out. Adding her as a girlfriend is not a bad idea, but that also means Gemma would have to share a bed with three women much bigger than her, and I don't mean just in tit size. Though that could be a problem too if she is self-conscious about being so much smaller up top than you three are. I'd take her into our bed, but between me, June, Heather, and Lu, it's already pretty crowded on the nights we all sleep together."

"Heather and Lu still spending most nights with you huh? How are you liking being a mom? If you want any advice or guidance, now is as good a time as any." Mary said as Chris and Misty stepped out of the changing rooms at nearly the same time.

Misty looked fantastic in the slutty school girl outfit. She had tied the blouse over her extra large tits and the skirt just barely covered her ass and kitty when she stood up straight. The chubby thighs and small belly pooch she had just made her look hotter. Chris looked slightly uncomfortable in the neon green fishnet dress she wore. Her huge tits stretched the top of the dress without smushing her boobs too much. Her nipples we clearly visible poking through the holes in the material. Her bald pussy was also easy to see and when she turned, her butt crack was also on display.

Mary grinned and said, "You both look perfect. Misty, save that outfit for Caleb. He is going to love seeing you in it. He might not be able to control himself. And Chris, I could take you right now. You look HOT."

Amelia agreed then said, "Ok girls. Go change into the next ones. I'm going to go find Gemma and see if she needs a hand picking outfits. Oh and Mary, thanks, but I really don't have any trouble with Heather. June has been guiding me and offering advice when she thinks I need it. But I mean it, thank you. You've raised three great daughters, and I know I have you to help if I ever do need it. The whole Mom's club was a great idea. We should do something special, just us."

Mary smiled back at her as Amelia stood, "Yeah, how about a date night for the moms? We can discuss it later."

"Stage fright, go away."

"This is my big day,"

"This is my time to be a staaaaarrr-"

High Mother Divya leaned over and asked Gabbie, "Has Michelle ever thought about being a singer? She is really good. And what is this song? I've never heard it before. Is it new?"

Gabbie hid a smirk. The song was from an old anime made long before Gabbie was born. Michelle and Gabbie were both anime nerds like Angie and Caleb. "It's not new, but it was never really very popular when it came out. And Michelle is in chorus. She made 'all county' the last four years in a row, and gone to the state finals twice. You should hear some of the songs she has written. She plays the guitar too."

Divya sat back, sipped her wine, and listened to Michelle sing. The skinny young woman would be perfect for the church. Her singing voice was angelic. Divya made a mental note to speak with Sonia about convincing her to sing in the new church choir. Perhaps Lottie could aid in that endeavor. Priestess Emma and High Priestess Phong had sent in glowing reports about the old black woman's own singing ability.

The door to their booth slid open and Heather walked in shouting, "Hey, look who I found!"

Coach Katie and Donna came in behind her, followed by Heather's date Holly. Heather slid the door shut behind them and turned while shouting, "Now it's a party!"

Lori stood and grabbed Donna as Michelle finished her song. "Sing a duet with me!"

The two chose their song as the others took seats. Lori and Donna faced each other. Neither one looked at the karaoke screen as the music began. Lori swayed to the music and began singing, "I got chiiiiilllls, they're multiplying-"

Before long the entire group was singing along to both parts of the duet. Eventually the group that had been at the dance club joined them, which made the room very crowded, not that anyone cared. They all had such a good time they stayed out much later than they were supposed to.

"-and I've never felt more loved in my life. Me, my son, my daughter, my future daughter in law, and both their harems have never been happier. But it all started the day my son stretched me. All this happiness and joy wouldn't be possible without that first day my son finally, finally gave me the stretching I always craved. But I don't need to tell you all that. Those of you that have been stretched by your sons know, you will never feel more love from any man than the love your son would gladly give you."

June pointed at the table next to the stage where Harold and his girlfriend Cindy sat, "My wonderful ex-husband understood that. He has been a great father to our children, and for that I will love him for the rest of my life. I cherish the time I had with him. But he saw even before I did, that I belong with my son. That I was meant to be with Caleb, my son. Harold encouraged me to be with Caleb, and stepped aside so that I could devote my love and my body to the son we raised together. I am lucky. I have been blessed with a son that not only has a stretcher, but is a Stretcher King. No one bats an eye that I have given my body to him, or that his child grows in my womb. Just like no one bats an eye when we share in the joy of Sapphic love with our daughters. The right to make love with our sons should be extended to all mothers, no matter the size of their son's cocks. It should be our choice whether we wish to give them more than blowjobs and handjobs. Like their fathers before them, they give us the cum we need to live a healthy life, and we should be allowed to show them our love and appreciation without the stigma of being called a 'son fucker'."

She pointed at her chest and shouted, "I don't fuck my son! No matter how hard or fast he rams his huge cock into me, or how many massive mind blowing back to back orgasms he gives me, I have only ever made love to him. And those of you that have given your sons the gift of your bodies are not fucking them. You too are making love. The purest love a mother can give."

"When I look into my son's eyes as his cock is buried deep inside my pussy, I see the proof that what we are doing is right. The feel of his hot cum shooting inside my pussy, or in my mouth, or across my face and tits, is magical. I would lick my son's cum off the floor. In fact, I have done so, bursting with pride that my husband and I raised such a stud. My stallion, that fucks me so good I didn't think twice about obeying his order."

"When we share our bodies with our daughters we call it Sapphic LOVE, not Sapphic fucking. We mothers created our sons in our wombs. They are part of our bodies. And WE should have the right to welcome them back into us, their first home, if WE chose to do so. There is nothing more beautiful than a mother making love to her son. I am not ashamed of loving my son as a man, or letting my son back into my pussy any time he likes. It was MY choice to do so. And I am PROUD that I am carrying his child. Even if he didn't have a stretcher, I wouldn't change a thing. And no one will ever make me regret those decisions. We should be proud to give our sons our bodies. So hold your heads up high, mothers that make love to your sons. I, for one, will never hold it against you. Thank you."

June stepped away from the podium and returned to her seat as the mothers in the audience gave her a standing ovation. The event organizer walked to the podium and said, "Thank you for that wonderful speech. We know it came from your heart. Let's give another round of applause to June Anders, Holy Mother of Stretcher King Caleb Anders."

Over the new round of thunderous clapping Harold smiled at June and spoke loud enough to be heard, "That was beautiful dear. Thank you for inviting me to hear your speech. I'm sure you'll change a lot of peoples minds about mother son love."

Cindy was smiling as well as she said, "If Harold and I decide to have children, I hope to have at least one son. You've made a convert out of me June. I'd love to give my body to a son of my own one day."

Harold nudged her and said, "If you'd agree to marry me, then you'd have a stepson to give your body to. Caleb could give you children too. That way the child would at least be related to me."

Cindy sighed at the reminder that Harold had a vasectomy and said, "Damn it Harold, you and your damn cuckold fetish, we've been over this. If I have sex with Caleb, I know I'll fall for him, and I won't ever want to be with another man, even you. I already love him more than I should. I know I won't be able to keep myself away. I can't even be in the same house as him anymore without wanting to tear my clothes off and **** myself on him. I barely got away the last time he was near me."

She turned to June and said, "When we got back to my apartment, I rode Harold so hard we broke my bed. Every time I orgasmed I called out Caleb's name. Of course, that only made Harold love it even more."

June smirked, "I am well acquainted with Harold's cuckold fetish. He tried for years to get me to sleep with other men, until I put my foot down. He got all pouty, so eventually we compromised. I joined a women's club and either brought home women so he could masturbate while watching us fuck, or I would come home from the club and tell him about the women I had been with that night. That's where my collection of strap-ons came from. He loved watching me get fucked by one. It was the closest I ever came to having sex with another man until Caleb stretched me."

Cindy shrugged, "Yeah, we've done that too. I prefer when he joins in, but he really likes to watch and then 'reclaim me' when we are done. I'm not so keen on the idea of fucking another guy either. There are only two dicks I want, and I can't have one of them without losing Harold forever."

She raised her hand and made a motion to silence Harold before he spoke. "No Harold. I will not 'just try it one time'. I am 100% positive that if I sleep with Caleb, you will never reclaim me. There is a 100% chance he will breed me, and a 100% chance I will beg him to take me into his harem. Stop asking. You already get to listen to your boss and my old roommate talk about fucking other men, so that you can reclaim them when you fuck them. You can pursue your fetish with them all you like. Not only do I let you do that, I will bring any number of women into our bed and you can have as many girlfriends as you like. They can fuck all the men you want. I love you, but I am not doing that. The thought of having any cock other than yours or Caleb's sickens me. And I just said I will not have sex with Caleb."

June tapped her lip as a thought occurred to her. She had experienced a similar feeling about sex with other men. Before Caleb was blessed as a Stretcher King, June would flirt with other men and even masturbate to the thought of getting fucked by one. But all that changed after Caleb first stretched her. When she thought about fucking the bag boy at the grocery store that was always flirting with her she nearly vomited, but before Caleb was blessed she masturbated to that bag boy after every shopping trip. She could masturbate to other men when it was just Harold she was fantasizing about cheat on, but not her son. That was further proof in her belief that she was meant to be with Caleb. She was sure no one in his harem could ever masturbate to another man. They were all meant to be with him.

"Excuse me Mrs. Anders."

June looked up at the woman that stood beside her chair. "Yes? How can I help you?"

The woman held out her hand and said, "I wanted to thank you for what you said during your speech. I used to cry believing I was a horrible slut for fucking my son. I... I tried to fight my feelings and keep our sexual relationship to just blowjobs to get the cum I needed, but eventually I just had to feel his cock and cum inside me. I had to make love to my son. Thanks to you ma'am, I don't feel ashamed anymore. I'm proud to make love to my son. Thank you."

June stood and hugged the woman. This is what she was fighting for. This woman had felt horrible for doing what should come natural.

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