Bobby nearly had a heart attack. They were huge, full
and perky, every man’s dream. She took his hands in
hers and put them on her breasts. Almost instantly she
moaned with pleasure. Any inhibition Bobby had were
lost and he caressed her massive breasts. It was
amazing, even as he touched them now he could feel them
swelling under his hands. Unable to resist he pulled
her close and buried his face in the valley of her
cleavage. She smelt so wonderful and felt so soft. His
mind was no longer his own as kissed and sucked on her
mountain sized tits.
Ms. Smith moaned and sighed as she pulled him closer
and squeezed her tits around his face. Her hands
slipped down to the boy’s crotch. She could feel the
pulsing beast trying to escape. She unzipped his zipper
and freed the monster, and a monster it was: seven
inches long and very thick. She licked her lips in
anticipation. She shifted her position to hike up her
skirt and gripped his shaft in her hand. Bobby mumbled
something from between her breasts, but she ignored
him. She spread her lips and sat down.
It was magnificent, fantastic. Ms. Smith let out a long
moan as inch after inch slid inside her. It filled her
up, spreading her insides so much that it was a full
minute before she stopped gasping. Slowly she began
rocking back and forth, reveling in every wave of
pleasure that came from the hot cock inside her. Bobby
began breathing hard, his hands still caressing the
full glory of her breasts, which by now were the size
of large melons. She gasped and moaned he began pumping
on his own. He thrust deeper and deeper insider,
bringing her closer and closer to her peak.
“Oooooohhh Bobby,” she moaned, pulling him closer to
her. Her first orgasm hit with silent rush, the second,
on the other hand, brought a shriek from her throat.
She tightened her internal muscles around his member as
she felt him nearing his.
“Come on, Bobby,” she panted. “Come on. I know you can”
He was breathing hard, his cock pulsed. She squeezed
him tight and readied herself. “Give… it… to…
MEEEE!!”
With one long, final thrust Booby exploded inside of
her. She cried out in pleasure as she felt his warmth
fill her, expand her. She kept riding him, her body
sucking up every last drop of his seed. There was so
much, obviously this kid didn’t get it often. For a
moment she was afraid she wouldn’t be able to hold it
all, but then he started to relax and finally stopped.
Bobby let out a long grunt and sat panting. Ms. Smith’s
breathing slowed and she smiled at him. He looked at
her dumfounded.
“That was…” he began, still breathing hard.
“Incredible,” she finished for him and kissed his sweat
beaded forehead. “But you can’t tell anyone, Mr.
Calloway.”
“Oh, believe me, ma’am. I wont. Trust me, I…”
She cut him off by putting her index finger to his
forehead. The soft blue light emanated from it washed
through Bobby’s mind. His eyes went blank and his head
drooped to one side. Ms. Smith smiled as she stood up.