Foreword 

This is the story of an eighteen-year-old young man who is incredibly well-endowed. He has been dealing in Antiques since he was twelve. His grandfather financed him in his early years, but his grandfather died three years ago. 

Barry, the young man, had been working with the local auction house for the last four years. Peter and Sally Grant own the auction house. Barry had worked closely with Sally, especially when, four years ago, they took their auctions online. Barry's knowledge of computers had allowed them to do this. 

Barry was in his final year of school. With references from Sally and Peter, he approached one of the central London auction houses. If Barry attained suitable grades in his final exams, the major London auction house would accept him for training as an auctioneer. His mum and grandmother were unhappy with this, as his mother ran the family property development company. They had suggested that Barry study law and then join their firm. 

Barry had told them he didn't need a law degree to run the family company. He still wanted to deal with antiques and told them he could make a good living from them. He was still at school with his grandfather's initial funding. Barry now had thirty thousand pounds of stock at purchase prices and over a hundred thousand pounds in the bank.  

This impressed Mum and Gran as Barry only dealt with small items, like high-class watches and jewellery and occasional paintings, but never furniture or anything large, as he had nowhere to store these types of goods. 

Barry's mum, Babs, had made a fantastic development in the Town's harbour area. Ten years ago, it was a busy port, but now fishing boats and private leisure craft mainly use it. Mum had developed three blocks of apartments, with thirteen apartments in each block. Barry, Gran, and Mum lived in the penthouse of one of the blocks.  

Many thanks to MLJ for the excellent suggestion that in real-life incest between a mother and son, it is the mother who guides the progression of sexual interaction, and this consensual leadership is key to the consensual incest that follows. In this story, it is Gran who controls the sexual interaction with her well-endowed grandson. It didn't take long before Barry was flirting with his busty mum. 

Present day. 

It was early January. I had my eighteenth birthday, which I was trying to play down. I wasn't dating anyone. Mum and Gran invited me for dinner at the best hotel in the area. It was the first time I legally drank wine in public. When I was seventeen, I drank wine with Gran and Mum in the apartment. They both enjoyed excellent wine, which gave me knowledge of wine we occasionally had for auction. 

The next day, I went to Sally's house, where we were cataloguing an auction. We stored everything on the cloud to work on it individually or together, like today when we checked all the lots. Peter was in London at a boat show. Peter was an avid sailor who owned a beautiful yacht; I'd sailed with him several times. With the weather we had, Sally, who didn't enjoy sailing at all, said, "Sailing in this area is like standing under a shower and ripping up twenty-pound notes." 

As I rang the doorbell at Sally's house, I had no idea how this day would turn out or how it was going to change my life. Sally opened the door. She's a tall, voluptuous woman, around fifty. Peter is sixteen years older than her. Peter should have retired a couple of years ago but had kept going because he had sold his old auction house to a developer. It wasn't mum, as she didn't like the property. 

Peter had bought a cheap old church and church hall in the Town's main street. It had pedestrian access from the main street. In the rear area of the church, there was a vast car park, which was ideal for lorries and vans to deliver their goods to the auction. I was thirteen when this happened. I helped them transfer all the things from the old auction house to the new one. 

Sally was standing in the hallway wearing a mid-thigh miniskirt, four-inch heels, self-supporting silk stockings and a top which defined her massive tits perfectly. I had never once thought of Sally sexually; I was still a virgin. To be honest, Sally looked stunning with her bright red gloss lipstick. She took me in her arms, pulled me close, and said, "Happy Birthday, Barry. You're eighteen now—you've been jailbait for me for years. I've a bottle of Champagne chilled in the lounge. Let's go in there and celebrate first." 

I'd French Kissed twice in my life. I couldn't believe how good her kisses were when our lips met. There was so much passion in them. I could feel my cock stiffen as Sally pushed her pussy against my monster cock. I couldn't believe it when I felt Sally's hand stroking and squeezing my cock, "Barry, you've got a big boy there. I've never felt a cock as big in my life. I've felt quite a few. Let's go into the lounge to relax you for your birthday." 

Sally had everything prepared. On an antique coffee table, there was a tray with a bottle of Champagne in a wine cooler and two glasses. Barry, please open it for us. We won't do any work today, as I want to unwind with you." 

As I opened the Champagne, I wondered what she meant by relaxing. My cock was stiffening as she pushed her massive tits out at me, I was sure they were DDs, but my knowledge of tit sizes was not so good. We clinked glasses. "Happy Birthday, darling. I'm so happy you're with me today. I put on a miniskirt for you. Would you like me to wear sexy clothes for you?" 

"Sally, you look stunning. I've never thought of you sexually, but you make my cock so hard. How can we unwind when you're married to Peter?" 

"Barry, we're married in name only. We have separate bedrooms in the house. It's been like this for six years now. He spends more time on his fucking boat than he spends with me. You know how hard I work in the auction house. He's hardly there. The last time we spoke, all he wanted to tell me about was the new fucking navigation system he'd got for his fucking boat. Can I give you another birthday kiss?" 

"Sally, of course you can; you're so sexy when you use the F word. I like that." 

"Barry, I can be very sexy if you want; just tell me what you like. I'll do it for you. I'm very open-minded. Look at that monster bulge in your trousers. I'll give you another birthday kiss. Would you like me to free your big boy from those tight trousers, as I'd like to do so many sexy things with him?" 

We kissed again. I couldn't believe the passion Sally gave in her kisses. As we kissed, Sally skillfully undid my trousers, saying take them off, darling. I want you naked. You do not know how long I've waited for this. Now you're eighteen, we can do so much. Barry, be honest, would you like to do sexy things with me?" 

"Sally, I'd love to, but I must tell you I don't have much experience." 

"Sally has taught you a lot about antiques. Now she'll teach you everything you need to know about giving a woman the most incredible sexual pleasure with your monster fat cock. You'll give pleasure, as few know how to give pleasure. Would you like Sally to do that for you?" 

"Sally, I'd love that; you arouse me so much I'm worried that I'll cum too quickly." 

"Take off your polo. I'll strip naked, so when I go down on you, you'll be able to play with my big titties. You'll also be able to feel my pussy to see how wet you make me. Don't worry about cumming too quickly, as I'll suck you off here. So when we go to my bedroom, you'll take longer to cum. Just looking at your gorgeous monster cock makes me wet." 

It took Sally thirty seconds to get naked. I was seeing the first naked body of a woman in my life. When she took off her bra, it fell on the couch. I took it in my hand. The label told me she was a 34 DD. I put it beside her tight-fitting top on the carpet.  

I felt Sally's hand on my cock, gently stroking it. The fingertips of her other hand were massaging my heavy balls so suggestively. I'd never expected this today. I was sure that this could be the day I would lose my virginity. Sally had taught me so much about antiques. I felt she could now teach me how to give a mature woman pleasure. 

I felt the warmth of her mouth as she brought my bulbous head. Slowly and gently, she was taking more of my big, fat cock into her mouth. I felt her gag once. She withdrew a little. She aligned the angle of her throat, enabling her to take more of my monster cock. I soon felt the head of my cock hit the soft walls of her throat; on the first blow job of my life, I was being deep-throated. 

I couldn't imagine this getting any better, but it did. With the short bobbing of her head, Sally was making a swallowing motion with her throat muscles, which created a tightening sensation around the head of my cock. As soon as she started this, I knew I wouldn't last long as I'd never felt the head of my cock tingle so much. 

As my first spurt squirted down her throat, I cried out, "I'm cumming, this is so fucking good." 

Sally brought the head of my cock into her mouth as I shot my second spurt into her mouth. Sally's head kept bobbing. Her fingertips were massaging my balls as she sucked every drop of my creamy seed into her mouth.  

Sally came off my cock as she came close to my face. She stuck her tongue out to show me a massive blob of the cum she'd held in her mouth. For the first time in my life, I cum kissed. Sally showed me how to bring passion into my kissing. We both swallowed my creamy cum. I loved the sweet taste of it. Sally was smiling when she said, "You won't cum as quickly when you're inside me. If you do, don't worry, as I'm sure you'll reload quickly. I enjoyed doing that for you, as I was also having an orgasm as you climaxed. That means I don't need any foreplay when we're in bed. I'm going to go on top of you for our first one. I was wondering, Barry, are you a virgin?" 

"Sally, I am. I'm also happy that you'll be the one to break me in. The blow job you gave me was another first for me. Let's go to bed; please tell me how I can give you pleasure when you take me inside you." 

We kissed affectionately. Sally led me to her bedroom, asking me to lie on the bed. She squatted over me, gripping my cock at the base. Sally ran my bulbous head just inside her thick cunt flaps, teasing her colossal clit with the head of my cock. As she was doing this, she said, "Barry, the reason I'm going on top is it's been a long time since I had a cock. I've never had one as big as the beautiful monster you've got. Just lie there and do nothing until I feel comfortable with you inside me. Once I have a pleasant rhythm, I'll tell you ways to make it better for both of us." 

As Sally pushed down on me, I felt my cock slip inside her; the warmth of her pussy felt so good. I stayed as still as I could. She kept on pushing until I felt the head of my cock hit her cervix. The base of my cock was wrapped around her pussy lips. I was no longer a virgin. I had penetrated my first woman. 

It didn't take Sally long to get a powerful rhythm going. On her third thrust down, she said, "Barry, you're so big the sensations I'm feeling are amazing. My pussy feels stretched. It's such a comfortable feeling." 

Sally did not know the feelings and sensations I was experiencing for the first time. I couldn't believe how good it felt when she gripped and released with her powerful pussy muscles. She gripped and released on her thrusts downwards but also as she raised herself off me. I felt her twitch twice. She seemed wetter after she twitched. I took it she was having a little orgasm. 

Things moved up a gear when I stimulated her hard clit with my fingertips. Sally was grunting with pleasure when I started this, "Barry, that feels so good you're going to make me cum. I've cum twice. I can feel a big one coming now. Don't stop with your monster cock inside me and what your fingertips are doing to me, this is amazing." 

Sally was thrusting faster and deeper now. She was gripping my cock so much tighter now. I could feel I was about to cum; Sally cried out, "Barry, I'm cumming; this is so good. Cum for me, let's cum together." 

As she said this, I spurted my first spurt deep inside. I spurted in total six times inside her. Sally was having a mind-blowing orgasm. Her whole body was shaking. She leaned down and kissed me passionately when she'd composed herself. We kissed for several minutes. I had reloaded. Sally smiled when she saw my erection. "Barry, I'll get on all fours as I want you to take me doggy style. I want you to know that you've just given me probably the best orgasms I've ever had in my life." 

That was the start; for the next four hours, we didn't stop. In every position Sally showed me, I was learning. Sally showed me every way possible to please a woman.  

Mum phoned me as she wondered where I was. I told her I was cataloguing an auction and would be home in thirty minutes. When I left, Sally asked if I could visit her tomorrow. I told her yes, I'd be visiting her a lot now. Sally told me she'd work on the cataloguing tonight, as that would give us more time together tomorrow. 

I got home, and Mum and Gran were in the kitchen preparing dinner. It had often been said that Mum and Gran could pass as two sisters as they looked similar. They both were tall, good-looking, intelligent, with voluptuous bodies. Gran has had a couple of boyfriends since Granddad died. She downsized when Granddad died. She bought an apartment which she used for her rendezvous but preferred living in the luxury of Mum's penthouse.  

The major difference between Mum and Gran was the way they dressed. Mum was so conservative in her clothes. She always wore plain knee-length business suits as though she was trying to hide her curvy figure. 

Gran was the opposite; she'd leave buttons undone to show some of her massive tits. She'd also worn push-up bras, which highlighted her busty breasts. Gran seemed to have a more relaxed outlook on life than Mum. Mum was a hard-headed businesswoman who took her work seriously. Gran and Mum owned the company, but only Mum was involved in its day-to-day operations.  

Mum was very open about the business. When we chatted in the evening, she'd tell us how her day had been. Granddad had taught Mum well. I'd overheard Granddad talking about his business dealings many times. Mum was running the business the same way he'd run it. 

As Mum was chatting, I was thinking about my wonderful day. I was no longer a virgin; I had enjoyed every minute I'd been with her. Tomorrow would be good, too. The following day, I was sure Peter would be back from his trip. This wouldn't be a problem, as Sally had her office in the auction house, away from the main office, with the constant phone ringing from the switchboard. Friday auctions were good for me as my last class at school finished at eleven. 

The next day was fantastic with Sally. We went straight to bed, where Sally introduced me to anal. She couldn't believe my monster cock could anally give her a vaginal orgasm. I gave her three, and every one of them gave her a body-shaking orgasm. She confirmed Peter would be home on the last shuttle tomorrow evening, which got in at eleven in the evening. Tomorrow would be another good day with Sally.  

I arrived for the auction just before ten. The teacher's sickness had cancelled the class, and the auction hadn't started yet. When Sally saw me, she signalled for me to come and join her and Peter on the podium. Only once had I ever sat there before, when Peter was sick. Sally had invited me to join her as an extra pair of eyes looking for bids. 

A bigger surprise came two hours later when Peter left the podium for a break; Sally asked me to take the following fifty lots as auctioneer. I'd never felt so nervous in my life before. I took a deep breath and gave the lot number and a brief description. I sold the lot online to New York a minute later. I felt so confident about the next lot. I saw Peter standing at the back of the auction room an hour later. He smiled...