Baron LeSade

Erotica

Peering out the porthole, Preston spied a tiny, purplish orb floating in the dark sky ahead of the silver prow of the ship. The little purple globe was slowly growing larger as the ship silently sped through the darkness surrounding it. It must be Erotica, Preston told himself as he watched the small, purple ball slowly revolving. Erotica was the first planet they were supposed to encounter on their way to Thrillica. They were supposed to overnight on Erotica and then continue on to Thrillica the next day. Once on Thrillica, they were going to spend three days there in the universe’s biggest adult theme park. The trip was his gift from his father for his eighteenth birthday which had passed a couple of weeks ago. He was with his step-mother, Gwen. His father, Clarence was going to join them on Thrillica day after tomorrow after he finished up a business deal he was working on.

While the big ship drew closer and closer to the planet, Preston heard a quiet murmur spread out from the passengers as he felt the first tug of gravity clutch at his body. Although the pull was gentle at first, it grew stronger and began to settle him back down against his seat. During the trip, the seat belt had been the only thing holding him in his seat and now he could see the other passengers slowly settling back down into their seats.

“I think I see Erotica,” Preston said, turning in his seat and looking over at his step-mother, Gwen.

“I can feel it,” she laughed, brushing her hand across her massive bosom as it gradually settled, sagging back down against her chest. “They’re getting heavy again…”

“I’ll bet…” he grinned, glancing down at the swell of her mountainous breasts.

“Felt kind of nice, didn’t it girls…” she snickered, cupping her breasts through her blouse, moving them round and trying to properly resettle them back down in the giant brassiere that restrained them. As she did, Preston blushed and quickly looked away.

“Jeez, Mom,” he complained while the blush reddening his cheeks grew brighter and brighter as he looked back out through the porthole once again.

“Can’t help it, just trying to get them back where they belong,” she snickered.

The size and volume of his step-mother’s breasts never ceased to amaze Preston. Their voluminous size turned heads every time she walked into a room. Although he had never seen them in their entire naked splendor, it wasn’t because he hadn’t tried. And the way his mother treated them was scandalous. And sometimes it was downright embarrassing. She was forever cupping them, repositioning them, asking them if that felt better. It was like they were her kids, the way she was always poking, prodding and fooling with them, Preston thought as the ship drew nearer to the planet and the pull of gravity became stronger and stronger.

Wonder how much they weigh, he wondered, glancing back over at them as they drooped lower and lower on his step-mother’s chest? Ten, fifteen pounds apiece, at least, I bet. The way she was always fooling around with them, she probably wouldn’t even notice if he reached over and lifted one up to see for himself, he sickly thought.

Looking back out the porthole, Preston let his mind wander over the trip. His father, Clarence had married Gwen about ten years ago a couple of years after his real mother had died in the car accident. His father owned his own construction firm and had amassed quite a tidy sum of money allowing Gwen to be a stay home house wife and gave the plenty of opportunity to travel to all sorts of exotic destinations, when he had the time. Some of the time though, it was just Preston and his mom. They had the time and the finances to do just about anything they wanted. So they did. Hence the trip to Thrillica.

Glancing back over at his step-mother, he saw that she was still poking and prodding at her mammoth tits as they drooped lower and lower on her chest.

Preston had always thought that his relationship with his step-mother was an odd one. Since Clarence was busy all the time, they spent a lot of time together and had really grown close over the years. So close, she almost seemed more like his big sister than his mom.