Chapter 15: Mom’s approval
Deanna’s stomach was
starting to flee through her mouth. She had been able to put up a brave front
up until now, but she was unable to do so at the moment. It was a hood thing
she was carrying Jason on her shoulders, his small body almost hidden by the
mass of her hair, as he was sitting, his legs around her neck. That way, he
couldn’t see how terrified she suddenly was. It shouldn’t have been so
difficult – over the years she had seen siblings, nephews, nieces and even her
own children do the exact same thing that she was bound to do now. Why was she
faltering at the last moment?
“Is everything okay?”
asked Jason, startling her out of her fear-induced trance.
“Of course!” she
hastily replied, but then decided that honesty was better suited for the
situation at hand. “No, not at all in fact…”
“Why?” he asked her,
and she felt his gentle mind trying to Bond with her, to help her – but she
didn’t want to infect him with her worries when he was already more than a
little nervous.
She opened her mouth
and as quickly closed it. She couldn’t just bluntly say that she was afraid of
her mom. For a start, it wouldn’t have been true. She wasn’t afraid of Shannon
Matthewson, even if her mother was far larger and stronger than she was. No, if
need be, she’d punch her out to protect her Jason! The problem was not with her
mom, it was with her. She hadn’t ever pictured herself doing something as
trivial as putting a boyfriend before her mother for approval – and she knew
that Shannon was lenient when it came to it, as long as she didn’t find some
serious dirt on the prospective new family member.
“I’ve never brought
any of the guys – or gals – I fucked to my mom, or even the rest of my family.
In over a century, you’re the first and only and I… I’m a little intimidated
right now.”
“Well, that’s a good
thing darling, it shows you’re growing up” said an amused voice, deeper than
her own, behind her.
Deanna turned around
so fast that she heard Jason yelp. She bit her lips in contrition, but didn’t
dare say one word. She silently extended her left arm behind her head however,
to try and assuage her, looking up at her mother. In doing so, it was easy for
her to see why so many people still tried vehemently to court Shannon
Matthewson – even beyond her insane amount of money, that is. Even at well over
a hundred and forty, she looked stunning, barely older than her forties for a
Minor, even if her hair was already entirely grey. And of course, pregnancies
only had enhanced her incredible curves, meaning that she still seemed just as
much the bombshell as when she was out of her teenage years.
“Well, Dea? Not even
a word to your mother” smirked the older Cyclopean, looking genuinely amused
and relaxed. “And I can’t even look at the man who finally caught your heart?”
Deanna opened her
mouth to talk, but discovered to her stupor that she had no words to answer
with. It had been years since she had been face to face with her mother. A lot
of the board meetings were done via some encrypted visio-call, as a way to save
time and money. Moving a whole bunch of Cyclopeans all over the country, or
even the world, was a nightmare in term of cost no matter how vast and wealthy
their business empire had grown over the years. Foods, beverages, partners… all
came in such a number that costs always skyrocketed.
And most of the
children were happy to not see their mother that much. No matter how big and
burly a MAJOR became, when one’s mom was at least as tall as they were, it was
all but impossible to not be intimidated by her. And Deanna was the smallest of
the non-Minors children of Shannon and Alejandro, meaning that she was doubly
impressed by her mother. That Shannon had the habit of wearing nothing but jet
black clothes, being in mourning for her husband, since decades by now, only
made her all the more intimidating. And her temper had barely became better
over the years. Deanna didn’t want to risk a spanking here!
“I think it’s my
fault!” peeped Jason, his little body shifting against her neck as he moved
through her dense and long hair, pushing it out of his way.
“And why would it be
so?” asked Shannon, raising an eyebrow – but Deanna could tell she was
softening in the presence of her Minor.
“I think she’s afraid
you’ll make me terrified or… or something like that” admitted her Jason, his
voice getting weaker and weaker as he got a good look as her Mom – and Deanna
couldn’t blame him.
If she was impressed
by Shannon Matthewson while she had known her all her life, how could he not
be, after all? Especially when, even sitting on her shoulder, he had to look up
considerably – and past the monstrously large spheres of her matronly rack,
which had been large enough to engulf a Minor even before she got pregnant – at
least with Alejandro’s children, Deanna had learnt about an older half-sibling
whom she had never met. She wondered if that guy even knew he was related to
the Matthewson… he had been a Minor, so she doubted it – but she hoped that he
had had a good life, with a numerous family.
“Well, I hope you
aren’t! Afraid of me, I mean” smiled Shannon, tilting her head a little and
looking at both Jason and Deanna with a smile which was a little too satisfied
for the younger Cyclopean’s taste. “Anyway, the doorway isn’t the best place to
discuss. How about we get inside? I’ll have refreshments for all of us at the
ready!”
“That sounds like a
marvelous idea Mom!” blurted Deanna, doing her best to get back into the
conversation. “But I’m not sure we’ll stay too long! We don’t want to impose on
–“
“Nonsense!” laughed
Shannon, patting her on the head and pinching one of her cheeks. “You’re free
to stay as long as you want, Deanna! And you too, Jason!”
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The manor near New
Orleans had barely changed over the decades. It was still at the bleeding edge
of technology, because her mom wouldn’t have allowed it to slip behind more
recent buildings, but it was always hidden underneath a lot of very old style,
stuff which had gone out of date by the 2050’s and was yet proudly displayed
more than half a century later. She felt Jason’s surprise at seeing things
which had simply not existed long before his birth, now that they were Bonded.
It made her beam with pride to know that the place she was born and had grew up
had that effect on him.
There was one thing
which was different, however. The pictures. As a kid, she hadn’t seen that much
hanging on the walls. Now, they were everywhere. And while she had grown
accustomed to those, she couldn’t help but let the surprise of Jason rub off on
her. The Bond made her share is constant stupor at how many people where
portrayed in those. And how different each of them were. She couldn’t blame it.
There was well over a hundred different peoples, of all age, size and skin
color in those, after all, and even she didn’t knew all of them.
Who are those? he asked softly directly in her head.
My siblings, their husbands or wives, our
children, with their husbands and wives and their children, and in some case
said children’s girlfriends or boyfriends, she explained in the same way. We are kind of a large family and I’ve
played the bigger role in making this a reality!
She couldn’t help it.
She loved being the main source of Matthewsons in the world. It was a matter of
pride for her. So what if she wasn’t the tallest, or if her department didn’t
racked that much money? Everyone knew a Matthewson, at that point, in the
places were money was. And it meant that her children had power! She even had
managed to have one of them become a representative of the United Nations to
Mu, and everyone knew that those damned islanders were the most stubborn
peoples when it came to the way Minors ought to be treated.
“So… how are you two
doing? Fine, I guess, since you’re here to meet me, but it’s always better to
hear it said than just suspect it!” chirped Shannon, as they finally reach her
private salon.
“We’re great mom”
replied Deanna, sitting in a large chair and picking Jason from her shoulder to
put him on her lap. “And we’re… uh, we’re expecting a baby in the months to
come.”
“Really? One who will
know the father? Well, you must truly be exceptional then, young man!” laughed
the older woman, which embarrassed Deanna more than her words.
“Mom!” she shouted,
feeling her face burning with shame.
“What? Don’t tell me
you didn’t told him of your many children and the fact you’ve never have a
real, long lasting, relationships ever before him! You’ve been together for
months now, it seems pretty clear you’ve fallen head over heels for him!”
“I… that’s… I…” she
mumbled, unable to form a coherent sentence, which made her lover and her
mother both hilarious.
“You should look at
yourself Dea” chuckled her mother, wiping a small tear at the corner of her
eye. It’s so easy to make you upset. But to be honest, I’m really happy for
you. You’ve found someone to love as strongly as I loved your father and just
at the right age.”
Echoes of pain and
loneliness passed on her mother’s face. Deanna bit her lips. It was hard to not
remember the loss she had felt when her dad had passed away when with her
mother. While she hadn’t the near perfect memory that her daughter possessed,
Shannon never let herself forget her lost love, after all. Even decades later,
she vehemently refused to seek out another man – or woman – to live with,
clinging to her sole true love, in a way which often bordered on the unhealthy,
if Deanna was to be honest – but she hadn’t ever dared told her so.
“Excuse me?” asked
Jason, who had probably sensed her trouble, “Madame Matthewson…”
“You can call me
Shannon” said her mother, cutting him off, which irritated Deanna a little.
“Okay so… Shannon” he
continued, and even without the Bond, Deanna would have been able to tell that
he was really embarrassed – and with it, she did all she could to shore up his
confidence by sending a wave of love toward him. “What do you mean, just at the
right age for a Minor?”
“Oh, there seems to
have been some miscommunication from my part!” replied Shannon, looking
genuinely sorry, for once! “I meant the right age for a MAJOR, really. Your age
would have been perfectly fine no matter what – and in fact, that you’re still
barely out of your teenage years, if at all, is wonderful.”
“I’m not sure I
understand what you meant then” said Jason, who seemed so confused that Deanna
cooed as she started to caress him a little.
“She meant that we’ll
get to grow old together, silly” she told to her lover, leaning forward and
letting her large orbs – which seemed rather small compared to her mother’s –
press against his back. “That we’ll love each other until death do us apart, if
you will.”
“I… had never
considered this” he said and she felt it was true.
While they had
sometimes talked about it, it wasn’t something which came much in their
discussions. For starter, Deanna knew that it was what would happen. They’d
love each other for the rest of their lives. But she felt that, seeing her
mother, understanding that she had never managed to truly get over the death of
her husband, the father of the woman who now loved him so fondly, was shaking
him a little. Deanna bit her lower lips and scratched his back, making him
shiver a little – she knew perfectly how easy it was to please him that way.
“You truly loved him,
right? I mean, Deanna’s father” blurted Jason.
Deanna gasped a
little. Nobody had ever asked that of her mother – perhaps because all those
she had met had been briefed, or perhaps because they had been too intimidated,
she couldn’t really tell. She was worried for a second that Shannon would get
angry, and she felt her anxiety rise up and threaten to overcome her little man
but she managed to counter it, taking back control of the Bond at the last
minute. Still, she crouched a little more over him, making sure that her curves
now served to hide and shield him a little from her mother’s potential
overreaction.
But it turned out she
was herself too cautious. Instead of saying anything, her mom was smiling
tenderly. She didn’t know what she had in mind, but Deanna suspected that she
wasn’t looking at them anymore. There was a quality in her large brown eyes
which seemed to indicate that she was reminiscing about something, and Deanna
would have been ready to bet all she had that it was another young Minor, able
to ask her mother rude question without ever incurring her wrath. Shannon
Matthewson may have still been feared by many, but she seemed to have retained
a soft spot for the smaller kind of humans.
“Yes I did. I still
do. I know some of my children” she continued, glancing at Deanna, which felt a
little embarrassed, “would have liked me to move on to other pastures. I can
understand them, the first decade of so without her father was… hard. But I’ve
never found a man able to measure up to Alejandro, not even the tallest and
wealthiest of the Cyclopeans!”
“You didn’t exactly
search for one anyway” huffed Deanna, but she grinned as she said that. “I
mean, Jovan was kind of into you, but you wouldn’t even give him the time of
the day!”
“Jovan is a pompous
ass who just wanted me for my tits!” huffed her mother.
“Mom!” yelled Deanna,
letting her hands fall on Jason’s ears.
“Oh come on! Don’t
tell me you and him haven’t heard and said worse!”
“Well, yeah, but come
on! You’ve done that and more when people were rude and that Daddy was around
Mom!”
They talked about it
for a time, and as they talked, they reminisced more and more about the past
and all the antics they had seen and done. Then the two women started to laugh
and Deanna cuddled Jason, caressing him. She was a little sad that she wasn’t
alone with him right about now, and considering how pink his face was, he knew
that all too well. She wondered if she could find a way to get away from her
mom soon. Surely Shannon wouldn’t judge her for wanting some alone time with
her lover?
“Perhaps you want to
rest?” offered Shannon, as if she was able to read into her daughter’s mind.
“The travel from Los Angeles has been long after all!”
Deanna smiled and
thanked her mother emphatically, before rushing with Jason still cradled
against her breasts. She was happy to have her mother’s blessing. It was
subtle, but it had always been. Shannon Matthewson had never bluntly said that
she agreed or disagreed with one of her children’s mates. She was far too
crafty for that. Even if in that case, she was rather blunt, perhaps because
Jason was a Minor and she felt that he could take it, just like her Daddy had
been able to. She grinned when she opened the door to her old room.
“It went well,
right?” asked Jason, as she deposited him on the bed, and his beautiful little
face made her heart beat faster – and she did nothing to hide how she felt
through the Bond, which meant that she saw his face reddening as her lust
washed over him.
“It went perfectly”
she replied, starting to remove her blouse and shirt, slowly, sensually. “Mom
is clearly happy that I’ve found someone able to make me stay, for once!”
“And I’m glad that I
am that person” he replied with a bright smile as she removed his shirt,
showing her his beautiful lean physique, which made her mouth water and her
loins stir.
“Then I hope you’re
ready! I’m feeling especially adventurous today!” she laughed.
She removed her bra,
almost tearing it off from her and appreciated the way his eyes where then
glued on her tits. It was as if he was mesmerized by those and she relished that
idea. She just needed to put them into his line of vision and he became putty
in her hands. Of course, just looking at him turned her from the ruthless
businesswoman that she was into a young girl in love, desperate for his
attention anyway, so it was only fair! Still, as she sensually removed the rest
of her clothes, she sent him a lot of commanding will with the Bond, making
sure that he didn’t rush out of his own, instead removing them slowly and in a
more pleasing way.
“There, that’s
better” she purred, as she removed her already wet panties. “I want you to fuck
me long and sensually today Jason… There is no rush, okay?”
He nodded and she
felt his sudden nervousness. It was always kind of cute when he did that. But
in that case, she suspected that it was because of her figure, not just his
usual shyness. She could understand why. Her clothes did a wonderful job hiding
it, but when she was naked like she was now, it was easy to notice that she was
in the first stage of pregnancy. At least, it was easy for them, because they
were used to seeing each other naked. And she knew, even without looking into
his mind, that she was making him nervous because it meant the kid was a MAJOR
– and thus a Cyclopean, if it was already possible to notice it.
“Don’t worry, we’ll
be fine” she whispered, moving to sit next to him and softly caressing his
features. “You’ll be great even.”
He pouted a little
but she started to tickle him and he couldn’t keep his composure. She grinned
as he moved left and right on the sheets, wiggling away from her only to be
brought back nonchalantly with but a flick of her hands. It was good to be
powerful like that, she mused. Sure, being with an equal could be great, she
had had some wonderful lovemaking with a Cyclopean, once or twice. But she
didn’t really like that, not like she loved being with someone smaller. Not
like she loved being with Jason. He was so small, so fragile, it required her
to be considerate.
And he was so
innocent, that she needed to also be a kinder, better version of herself. More
compassionate, more devoted to others. And unlike her role in helping Minors
all over the world realize their potential, and protect their rights. But it
was all impersonal, in the grand scheme of things. And easy to use it as just a
way to feel powerful – she did love to blackmail or threaten those who
oppressed Minors, after all. But with Jay, she needed to be genuinely more
empathic, and while it wasn’t easy, it as definitively something which came
naturally when he was around.
“I love you, you know
that, right?” she asked him suddenly, her voice deep and somewhat gruff, even
as she put her face on his torso, covering it entirely, and kissing it
tenderly. “I love you so much!”
“I know” he answered
her, and she felt her heart filled with joy. “I love you too, and I’m so happy
that you’d have me as your partner…”
His voice was soft
and low, as often when they spoke in bed, but even more so than usual. Peeking
in his mind, she discovered that he was somewhat embarrassed to do the naughty
in her mother’s home. Which was so damn cute that she almost squealed. She had
no problem at all with this idea, since she had done that since she was a
teenager. She often even had a crib or two in the same room when she fucked new
guys here, which had been the subject of some tense discussions with her
parents – until she relented and took her conquests elsewhere.
“Don’t worry about
it. Mom knows perfectly that we aren’t so tired that we can’t have some serious
us time right now, some rest and then we’ll eat with her this evening!”
“Are you sure… I
mean… it’s a little…”
“Risqué?” she
offered, grinning and kissing him, letting her fingers spray her little legs so
she’d access his dick. “It really isn’t, but if it stimulates you, we’ll say it
is. Now, I hope you’re ready, because I’m starving for more of you!”
She didn’t gave him
the time to answer, and she doubted he’d have been able anyway, considering how
masterfully she was stroking his penis, making him wince and whine a little.
When he was fully erect, she rolled on her back, lifting him in the process,
and positioned him where she loved it the most. He didn’t need more indication
and started to pump himself into her. Her eyes rolled in pleasure. The Bond
truly turned a good experience into something else altogether. It was
perfection. A blissful sigh escaped her lips as her hips answered his move at
just the perfect rhythm.
“Take your time” she
gently chided him when she felt his need to rush, putting her hands on his body
to make sure he couldn’t accelerate. “We don’t want to rush things baby, we
won’t be bothered I assure you!”
“But we’re supposed
to be with your Mom, you told me she’d really want to meet us together” he
replied, his voice heavy with the pleasure he was experiencing.
She laughed but
didn’t answer, instead tilting her head backward and manipulating his little
body to be sure they’d achieve the maximum joy out of this little love-making
session. She grunted as her breasts were kind of in the way, making it hard to
position Jason correctly. She suddenly wondered how her parents had done it,
and she chuckled as she felt her lover tense, when he shared this idea through
the Bond. He was still somewhat naïve and childish, which was natural
considering his age. But was far too experienced to be shocked by the idea of
her parents having sex.
“She knows that young
couples have needs” she groaned, as she felt satisfied with the way he was
pounding her, and removed one of her hands from his body to let it fall on her
left nipple, to stroke and fondle it. “Don’t worry, we MAJORS all have huge
urges, and she isn’t so old that she can’t remember how she was at our age –
well, how she was when she had met Dad for but a few months!”
He didn’t answer but
she felt it was because she had convinced him. She wondered suddenly how love
and relationships worked when the Bond didn’t exists – or at least hadn’t been
mastered by MAJORS. It was fugitive thought and she quickly discarded it, when
she felt her lover’s pleasure reach a new threshold, which was enough to flood
her mind. A glorious cycle of ever increasing pleasure cursed through their
Bonded minds, making it ever harder to keep even the modicum of control over
her body she needed to make sure he wasn’t hurt.
“Yes, yes, yes!” she
whined, as she heard the guttural notes his voice was taking as he came closer
to his release, which made her already sensible nipple even better to twist
softly.
“Deanna, I’ll cum
soon!” he cried out, as she felt his body tensing, as he was indeed closing in
on his release.
“Don’t hold it back”
she huffed.
“But you’re still so
far away from your orgasm” he whined, which surprised her, even if it shouldn’t
have – he was so kind, and she knew it after all!
“Don’t worry” she
told him, caressing his back with the hand which had been supporting him until
now, forcing him to compensate by putting his feet on her large and powerful
thighs. “You’ll have all the time you want to make me reach it afterwards or I
can do that myself, my love!”
“But…” he started,
without being able to finish, as his dick reach a sensible spot in her vagina,
which made her move in such a way that he couldn’t contain his cum any longer.
They both screamed in
unison when his seed flooded her insides. Well, flooded was a big word, since
their size difference meant that even when he came more than usual, it wasn’t
that much for her. But she felt as if it was a lot, and it was what mattered.
Her own body was tensing now, readying herself as she started to tense, her
breath quickening and she fondled her breasts with more vigor. She felt that
she was getting closer to her own orgasm, and she felt immense pride when Jason
started to pump her some more, even as he had just came.
His small hands were
holding her tightly, she could feel his fingers pinching her skin where she had
a little bit of fat he could grasp. It must have been hard for him, even
discounting their size difference, since all of her body was so dense compared
to his that he required a lot more strength than with someone his size, even
just to remain in place. And yet, he kept soldiering on, his breath ragged a
little but she felt his determination to please her, and it was just as much of
an aphrodisiac than the sensations he created in her nether regions.
She let out a low
growl as she started to buckle a little. She wanted to move more wildly, to
take him more thoroughly, but she focused on remaining relatively still. She
needed to let her man have his way with her today. He had been so nervous
coming here, he deserved it. But it was becoming harder and harder to not move
wildly. Her mind was flooded by their pleasures combining and becoming more
than the sum of their parts. Finally, she’d give in, she knew it, but for now,
she did her best to remain calm and it somehow meant that the wonderful sensations
of their lovemaking grew at a steady and yet quite slow pace, which seemed to
only enhance the whole deal?
“I’m getting close”
she whizzed, her voice husky and raspy at the same time. “Be careful baby, you
know how wild it can get when I reach it!”
He couldn’t answer,
but he did his best nonetheless. A non-descript growl escaped his lips and he
pinched harder – it barely registered to her and yet she was able to sense
every minute movement of his fingers, how he increased the pressure to try and
remain in place. Then, the alchemy of her body reached its peak and she
climaxed in an all-powerful roar. She didn’t doubt that even her mom probably
heard it, and it made her cum a second time. And while she had been able to
remain relatively steady the first time, this one was too close and too strong.
She heard a yelp when
her tights came crashing down on Jason. It was a pure miracle that she was able
to control her strength, otherwise he would have been crushed to death, or at
least seriously injured. But he was fine, panting, wheezing, as she screamed
and howled, her whole body afire with a white hot pleasure. It was even
becoming hard to breath, but it was perhaps an echo of her lover’s situation.
Finally, after far too short a time for her liking, the rush started to subside
and she was able to spray her legs once more.
“Well, that was quite
the satisfying sexy time” panted Deanna.
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“How long do you plan
to stay, in the end?” asked Shannon, who didn’t seemed to act as if she had
heard her daughter’s screams – but Deanna was willing to bet that she had.
“As long as you’d
have us” she replied, eating a large piece of meat, enough to feed a Minor in a
mouthful for her. “I’ve brought all I need to work from here. But I think that
three weeks should be the maximum. I need to get back to Mary-Rose, to be sure
she isn’t making anything too crazy.”
“Don’t you have some
of her older siblings to keep an eye on her? And she’s almost seventeen now.
She should be fine, alone for a few weeks.”
“Humpf” huffed
Deanna. “We shall see about it when we’ll get back. Right Jason?”
“Uh, yes, I think” he
replied, startled that he was spoken to and asked to speak his mind.
“Don’t be so nervous
young man” laughed Shannon. “You’re a part of this family now, so your point of
view will be asked often!”
“Really? I am?” he
blurted, which made the two giantesses laugh.
“It was never in
question” they replied in unison.
The End