*big tits, slowish-build, and questionable consent*
All characters are over the age of 18.
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“OHHHH…..ooooooo…..Coooaach!!”
Spencer couldn’t believe it. At first he thought his ears were deceiving him. But as the sounds emanating from his gym teacher’s door increased in volume, he was convinced his initial assumption was correct; someone was having sex in his teacher’s office. And now he confirmed it with his own eyes–not only that, but the couple going at it were Mr. O’Brian and Wendy Dolores! The busty, perfect Wendy Delores!
He gawked at the sight before him: Wendy was straddling the coach, and Wendy’s huge knockers were resting in Coach O’Brian’s mitts. Wendy had a porn-star’s body, and he could directly see her snatch riding up and down his teacher’s cock. He could only see Wendy’s tits from the side, but he could watch as they bounced up and down in the coach’s hands. Once Wendy got louder as her orgasm approached, Spencer panicked. Not wanting to be seen he bolted from the door and back to the locker room.
The first thing he did was jack-off in his shower stall. He couldn’t believe it. Wendy was riding Mr. O’Brian’s dick like a pro. It was the hottest thing he’d ever seen.
Afterwards Spencer quickly changed and briskly walked to homeroom. Spencer hadn’t told anyone, but for the past two weeks he was arriving at school earlier than normal. Spencer was done with being picked on by his classmates and tired of girls passing over him, and so he was working out in the school’s weight-room everyday before class. Having arrived at homeroom a good half hour before his classmates, Spencer ruminated over how to approach the situation. Teachers having sex with students was a pretty serious offence. He knew that Mr. O’Brian would be fired. And he guessed that Wendy would likely be suspended or expelled, not to mention horribly embarrassed. He didn’t owe anything to Mr. O’Brian, and Wendy had always been a bit of bitch towards him, never willing to even give him the time of day. Even the time when they were paired together for their physics’ project, Wendy would simply belittle him during the little time they spent together; Spencer basically ended up completing the entire project on his own. He could take both of them down if he wanted. What did he care?
It was about this time that Spencer began formulating a new plan: blackmail.
Although Spencer thought little of Wendy’s personality and character, he thought a great deal about her body. Like every other boy in school, he would take every opportunity he had to check her out–head to toe. His interest at times bordered on obsession, trying to catch sight of her according to her schedule, and he would sometimes wonder if his intense sexual attraction had morphed into something like a crush for the girl. He lusted after her–hard. Back during their time together completing their physic’s project, Spencer would jack-off as soon as he got home, imagining her barely contained, titanic tits and model good looks. Then there was the time she posted a photo shoot she did on her Instagram. It was supposed to be moderately tasteful, with Wendy posing in a purple v-neck and a tight pair of jeans, but regardless of what Wendy would wear, she always made it look filthy. Then she posted a photo of her in a bikini while on vacation in Cabo. Having downloaded the photo of hers on his computer, he beat his meat raw for a month. Truth be told, Wendy was the main source of Spencer’s masturbatory fantasies for his entire high school experience.
And now he had just seen her having sex, her massive jugs bouncing in Coach O’Brian’s hands!
Before this morning he never had a chance in hell with hooking up with Wendy. But now he had serious dirt on her. Hadn’t he put up with her shit long enough? She was just like everyone else: she saw him as a dweeb and nothing else. But this Spencer was different. He was tired of how everyone shoved him aside and pretended he wasn’t even there. No. He was determined. He was strong. And he was going to make this bitch pay.
After second period, Spencer lucked out and found Wendy scrambling through her locker–alone.
“Alright, bud,” Spencer thought to himself, “you gotta take life by the balls. Fuckin’ do it.” But this inflated sense of confidence was new, and Spencer’s shyness was not. Anxiety coursed through his veins as he approached the blonde-haired vixen. He took a deep breath as the busty babe rummaged through her stuff.
“…ummm…hey Wendy…,” Spencer forced out.
Wendy responded in her typical way.
“What do you want, Pointdexter?”
She always called him ‘Pointdexter’.
Spencer struggled. Wendy was a couple of inches taller than him, which was always intimidating. And her cleavage didn’t make it any easier. But he thought to himself, you’ve got this.
“Can you hurry up? I’m busy,” she said.
Was she going to be so curt? This was the new Spencer. The one people would respect.
“Wendy, I saw….I saw…..” The poor boy could barely form a sentence. His mouth was dry and his hands were shaking. Standing up to this busty babe was no small feat.
Regardless, by this point Spencer had her complete attention. Wendy had already suspected what was coming next.
“What did you see?” she whispered.
“I saw….I saw you and Mr. O’Brian.”
“What the fuck are you talking about, Spencer? You don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about.”
Finding some inner strength, Spencer spoke up.
“Actually I…I…know what I saw. You and Mr. O’Brian had…had sex with one another. In his office. This morning.”
Wendy stalled. She stared at the skinny loser in front of her, deciding whether to go on offence or defence. She grabbed him by the shirt, pulled him down the hall, and pushed him into the corner. Putting on her angriest look, she decided to tell the young man where things stood.
“Look, Pointdexter, you didn’t see anything. Let me repeat that: you didn’t see anything. I know more than enough guys in this school who could kick your scrawny ass, and if you tell anyone, and I mean ANYONE, of what you most definitely DID NOT see, you are going to regret it for the rest of your life. Are we clear?”
Spencer had never seen Wendy get mad before. Sure she could be a bit of a bully, but she was generally level-headed otherwise. But if she thought a threat was going to make him cower, she couldn’t be more wrong. Not with the new Spencer in town.
“Actually, Wendy, I don’t…I don’t think that will happen,” Spencer replied, taking on some confidence.
“Excuse me? If you don’t want three broken limbs and a coma, that is definitely going to happen.”
“No,” Spencer said, “you…you just can’t bully me. You have just as much to lose as me. After Mr. O’Brian’s office is cleared out, the school board will decide your fate, and everyone in school will know it is your fault.”
Wendy was scared. She thought her threat would work.
“Well, what?” she replied, “you’re just going to get Mr. O’Brian fired and get me expelled?”
“Well…not exactly.” This was the moment of truth. Spencer knew that this line would have to be crossed, and now he was at the point where it had to be done. “Unless…I had some….some…like…you know….reason not to.”
It only took a fleeting moment for Wendy to connect the dots: Spencer was blackmailing her, and guessing from the petrified look on his face, it was sex that he wanted in return. This little fucker expected her to put-out for him!?! Rage began to fill her body and almost overcame her before her conscience checked her in place. Regardless of how she felt about the situation, there seemed to be two possible solutions. The first would be to guarantee that this loser never gets the chance to rat on her, but nothing short of killing the little shit could make that happen. The second solution, although humiliating, would be to give this scrawny fucker what he wanted. And that, at the very least, was preferable to the complications of premeditated murder.
Spencer at first thought she was going to hit him. But the look of violence in her eyes subsided, and she remained silent for a moment.
“Look,” Wendy proposed, “I know what you want. You want to get with me. And I can’t believe I’m saying this…but fine. If we hook up, you take this secret to your grave. You hear me?”
Spencer was dumbstruck. His plan was working!
“…uuuhhh…what…umm what exactly does hooking up mean?” he asked.
“That’s for me to know and you to find out. It’s three months till prom. Once we’ve both graduated and clear of this school, I’ll fulfill my end of the bargain. And you will NEVER tell anyone. And I mean no one; you don’t tell your priest, you don’t tell your shrink, and you will hide it forever from your future wife. You will never mention this to another living soul. Do you understand?”
Spencer was shook. Although this was all going according to plan, the reality of the situation was overwhelming. And despite this, he still couldn’t help but ogle her body. Her breasts rose and fell as she listened for his response.
Wendy snapped her fingers, and Spencer’s head shot up.
“Deal?”
“…Deal.”
Wendy took a deep sigh, turned around, vehemently cursed, and rushed off to class. Spencer’s feet remained frozen to the ground. His head was spinning, his heart pounding, and his newfound confidence coursing through his veins. He had never stood up for himself like that. He took a deep breath, calmed down, and smiled. He was going to score with Wendy Delores. This was the best day ever.
For the next three months, there was a new bounce to Spencer’s walk. Spring had arrived, welcoming the growing young man into a new season, and with every passing day his anticipation grew. Whenever he walked past Wendy’s locker and their eyes met, a small grin would flash across his face, and Wendy would shoot daggers at him. But he didn’t care. He knew he had the upper hand. Every night he would lie in bed and get giddy while he molested himself to the idea of running his hands up and down Wendy’s curves, reaching up to grasp her stupendous tits while he fucked her senseless.
At least that is what he hoped would happen. Some nights a fear would take hold of him…what if she fell back on her word? He wondered if he would actually go through with his threat. And if he did come forward with the information, would Wendy act out in retribution?
The old Spencer would have caved; there would be no chance that he would risk his neck just to take a teacher and, more specifically, a classmate down. But the new Spencer would hold fast–how many times had bullies razzed him simply to satisfy their own sadistic pleasure? If Wendy didn’t fulfil her end of the bargain, he wasn’t just going to let himself get pushed around.
As the days to prom counted down, Spencer could barely keep his excitement in check. And the surprising thing was this excitement didn’t distract or overly occupy him–it drove him further. His marks in school were the best they had ever been. His commitment to working out remained steadfast. And he even had some fresh zingers for when assholes tried to call him out during class. Things were coming up Spencer.
And now, standing in front of the bathroom mirror before prom, Spencer never felt more like a man. He believed in himself. He felt the stirrings of confidence. His gym routine had started to develop tone and bulk, and before, when he looked into the mirror, he saw a scrawny, nervous teenager. Now he saw a tenacious young man. And not just that, but a young man bursting with virility and sporting a huge horse cock.
Spencer had known for a while now that his penis was on the larger side. He first started to notice that while some men in porn had dicks like his, others, in his eyes, looked small. He assumed that they simply had smaller than average dicks. It was only later that he came to realize that most men do not have porno-sized cocks, that the men in these videos, who looked like him, were the exceptions. They were porn stars because of their large dicks.
The prom that night was a success. Spencer had mustered up the courage to ask Laura Beasley to prom, so he didn’t have to suffer the indignity of going alone. Laura was a nerd like him, and so had no problems saying yes when he asked. He was an awful date though. He was focused on Wendy all night. Wendy was wearing a strapless, cream-coloured gown, that (in defiance of all the laws of nature) managed to keep her humongous rack in check. Every step she took caused her titanic titties to bounce up and down; every man in the room was dumbstruck.
After that night, Spencer’s nerves were on high alert, 24/7. He could barely sleep at night in anticipation. He would have to hear from her soon, or so he thought. The gnawing fears that she might back out of their deal returned in full-force, shattering his hope that he was ever going to fuck the girl of his dreams. Despair was beginning to take over.
But then, seven days after prom, he got a message from Wendy:
*hey my parents are out of the house tomorrow. my place is on the corner of Trenton and 5th, the grey one, 9pm. lets get this over with*
Spencer didn’t fall asleep that night until sunrise.
Now it might be assumed that with this new Spencer, he was approaching the situation with a cool mindset, that he could feel some semblance of comfort in the presence of Wendy Delores. But nothing could be further from the truth. Surely most men would feel inadequate before her; she was a busty goddess of the highest form. Truth be told, not only was Spencer Crabtree a virgin, but he had never even kissed a girl. This was to be a night of many firsts and his nerves were wracked. An unknown mix of anticipation and terror were taking hold of his body from the moment he jumped in his car to the instant he pulled up alongside her house.
Wendy, meanwhile, was not looking forward to that night’s activities–to put it lightly. Her anger and resentment told her she should just smack the little shit, but Wendy was also analytic, and she knew this was the best course of action. The horny bugger wouldn’t last long. Nonetheless, she knew having some drinks would help. As the hour of Spencer’s arrival came near, Wendy grabbed a bottle of gin from her parent’s liquor cabinet and threw back, over twenty minutes, three shots of the botanical beverage. Just as she placed the bottle back the doorbell rang.
Spencer was standing nervously when Wendy opened the door. Despite his nerves being a mess, he was already sporting a chubby in anticipation. He took in her smoking body as he stood gob-smacked. Wendy was merely sporting a plain, black, spaghetti-strapped tank top, which also happened to show off her massive tatas. A deep cavern of cleavage ran down the hem of her top, and our poor-boy was fixated on the huge tits in front of him. He continued down her body, admiring the brief area of bare skin between her top and ass-hugging jean shorts. Jesus!
Wendy groaned in annoyance as Spencer stood speechless.
“Come in,” she urged, “before anyone sees you.”
Spencer emerged from his daze and walked through the door. He had heard that Wendy came from a pretty wealthy family, and the house made that abundantly clear. A crystal chandelier welcomed one into the foyer, and works of original artwork hung on the walls. The family portrait was placed next to a painting of a mountain landscape, and Spencer immediately recognized where Wendy got her looks from; her mother was beautiful, and her tits were just as big as Wendy’s.
“K, follow me,” Wendy ordered. Spencer followed her across the room and up a winding staircase. Her ass swayed back and forth as Spencer’s erection grew. She led him to her bedroom at the end of a hallway. “Okay, this is how this going to work,” Wendy stated, closing the door. “I’m going to give you a blow-job. That’s it. If you think I’m going to fuck you, I’m sorry to disappoint.”
Spencer held two conflicting thoughts. Getting a blowjob from this most beautiful of busty babes was a dream come true, but he had been hoping that this would be the night he lost his virginity.
“But…like….can’t we ha…have uhh…sex, too?”
Wendy smirked and rolled her eyes. She was used to shutting-down the advances of men.
“No, we aren’t. You’re lucky I even agreed to this in the first place. Just sit down on the edge of the bed.”
Spencer walked over to the bottom of Wendy’s queen-sized bed, and proceeded to sit down. As he looked up, he took in the full glory of the woman who was about to suck his cock. He couldn’t believe how hot she was–it just wasn’t fair. Staring at the ridiculously curvy body of Wendy Delores, Spencer began to tremble. He had tried to prepare himself for this moment, but he was starting to lose it.
Wendy looked down at the quivering mess in front of her. He looked completely terrified–like a deer in the headlights. She felt a sting of empathy for the poor boy, and decided to calm him down.
“Look…are you nervous?”
Spencer was visibly shaking.
“I…I….uhhh….yeah…ummm…I’m a little nervous…” Wendy was just too much. Her body was too perfect.
For the first time that night, Wendy smiled.
“Yeah, I figured so. Just calm down.” Wendy stepped forward, bent over, and simply ran her hand down the young man’s arm, causing him to jump. Wendy laughed. “Wow, you’re a little tense.”
“I….I….I…” He had never felt this nervous about anything; it was consuming his entire body and mind, rendering his ability to speak useless.
“Look,” Wendy said, sitting down beside Spencer, “you just need to breathe. Have you ever been with a girl before?”
“…umm…no.”
“Please tell me you’ve at least kissed a girl.”
Spencer shook his head.
“Oh boy,” Wendy replied, “you’re a piece of work. I can’t believe you had the balls to get me to do this.”
Wendy thought of how to proceed. If she just went down on the young man, he’d probably blow his load before she even had his pants off. She figured it would be a good way to humiliate him. A little tit for tat. But her better nature was coming through. Maybe it was the gin, but she also felt, conflictingly, genuinely sorry for him. Wendy often intimidated men in intimate settings, but it was obvious none of them came close to what Spencer was now feeling.
“Relax. Here. I’m going to just…hold your hand.” Wendy reached across and took Spencer’s hand in hers. His heart jumped at the feeling. Her smooth, warm hand was wrapped around his, and he was surprised as he looked up into Wendy’s eyes. Expecting to be met with a patronizing sneer, he was instead met with a compassionate gaze. Her attempts to calm him seemed genuine, and this allowed him to breathe a little more steadily.
“Now,” she proceeded, “close your eyes.”
Spencer did as he was told.
Within the briefest of moments, Wendy’s soft, plump lips met his. Butterflies rushed through his stomach as he responded by puckering his lips. The warmth emanating from Wendy’s soft lips travelled down his body, calming his nerves while giving rise to a deep lust in his loins. The kiss only lasted a moment, but Spencer was already floating on air.
Wendy pulled back and smiled. “Wasn’t that nice? I was afraid you might throw up there for a minute.”
Spencer couldn’t respond.
It was then Wendy noticed the massive bulge in Spencer’s pants.
“What?…..No way,” Wendy whispered, “Here…just…let me see.”
Spencer froze as Wendy reached for his throbbing cock. Starting at the base, she slowly ran her hand up the outlines of his cock, over his pants, attempting to get a sense of its true size. A moan escaped Spencer’s lips as she gently ran her fingers up and down his shaft.
“Oh my God, Spencer! For such a skinny dweeb you sport quite the horse cock.”
“…oooaaahhhh..” Spencer groaned.
“Jesus, it’s really hard too.”
Wendy froze for a moment, thoughts rushing through her head, before standing up before the young man. A naughty grin flashed across her face as she slowly started to sway her hips back and forth. Spencer watched in awe of her sexuality, as she ran her hands across and down her curves before reaching up and pushing her tits together, creating an awesome display of cleavage.
“Tell me, do you like what you see?”
“Y-y-yes,” Spencer stammered.
Quite unexpectedly, Wendy found herself having fun. She could see the desire growing in his eyes as she bent at the waist, letting him gaze into her cleavage before she turned ninety-degrees showing off her fantastic ass. She couldn’t believe Spencer was sporting such a sizable tool!
Spencer’s heart was nearly pounding out of his chest. Seeing Wendy dance like a slut just for him was almost too much. And his stamina was further tested as Wendy began to teasingly pull up her tank-top. Wendy bit her lip as she made eye contact with the young boy, and began to hum as she playfully slid down one strap before moving on to the other.
“So…Spencer. It’s obvious you…think about me a lot. Do you ever think of these?” Wendy squeezed her big titties together.
“ummmm…I…I…” Spencer muttered.
“Tell me,” she said as she leaned in, “do you touch yourself while dreaming about my big rack?”
“Ooooohh…..yeah……” Spencer squeaked out.
“All the time?” Wendy asked.
“Yeaaaahhhhhhh” Spencer groaned as he reached inside his pants and started to jack-off.
“You naughty boy. Slow down. It’s not a race.”
Wendy grabbed the bottom hem of her shirt, and pulled it up to her chest, where progress was stalled. She pulled with more effort, and lifted her whole rack up before they dropped down and bounced in her massive bra. Her youthful breasts rose and fell with surprising grace. Spencer gawked at the image before him. Her light-blue bra pushed and squeezed her two huge tits together, creating a deep line of cleavage. It was clear Wendy was a complete knock-out.
She then turned around, stuck her ass out, and slowly pulled her jean-shorts over her wide hips, showing off her fantastic ass while sporting a sexy black thong.
With Wendy down to her underwear, Spencer could already tell her curves and physical beauty exceeded his expectations. Her fantastic ass and killer legs swayed as she danced to an imaginary tune, before turning around, showing off her unreal cleavage and huge knockers. Her tremendous tatas loomed over him as she swayed forward.
Spencer couldn’t handle all the feelings running throughout his body, most notably his dick. And when he looked up over Wendy’s big tits, he was flabbergasted by the fact that she seemed to enjoy giving the whole performance.
Wendy then came in close, reached down, and began to take off Spencer’s shorts. Spencer breathed heavy as Wendy’s breasts were hanging right in his face. He couldn’t believe it–they were right there. Her breasts then ran across his face just as Wendy pulled down his shorts, freeing his cock.
“Oh sweet Jesus,” Wendy remarked as his naked cock sprung into view, “I’ve never seen a dick anywhere near this big.”
Spencer moaned like a puppy as she spread apart his legs and knelt between them. He could now see directly into Wendy’s cleavage and into her mischievous hazel eyes–his huge cock standing straight up as testament to her beauty. Spencer was in awe. Wendy ran her hand through her hair and across her neck, before kneading her own breast.
“No touching me until I say so, okay?”
“Okay.”
Wendy placed her feminine hand along the rock-hard dick in front of her, and slowly started to stroke it. She was impressed with how hard it was, how strong it felt in her hands when it throbbed.
Spencer could barely keep it together. Groan after groan escaped his lips as Wendy jerked him off. He marveled as she started using both hands to wank him off.
“So how big is your dick?”
Spencer could barely manage a response.
“Uuhhhhhh….uuuuhhh….11 inches….”
“That’s crazy. Your cock is so big.”
Spencer moaned in appreciation as he leaned back, supported himself with his arms, and pumped his hips into Wendy’s hands.
“You know what? I think you’re already ready for your first blowjob,” Wendy cooed.
Spencer nodded furiously.
Wendy began by slowly running her tongue from the base of Spencer’s scrotum to the tip of his penis. She repeated this on either side of his cock multiple times, smiling between licks, before sliding her mouth over Spencer’s engorged knob. Slowly taking him in, she began to bob her head up and down.
The air was sucked from Spencer’s lungs as he felt Wendy’s mouth slide over his cock. Each time she came down, her lips extended a little further as Wendy struggled to take in as much of his engorged member as she could. His cock was so big that she had no trouble jacking off the bottom half while bobbing her head up and down the top half. Spencer’s moans took on a new intensity as his breath returned. This young woman, the source of all his fantasies, was blowing him; his big-titty, high-school crush! He had fantasized over Wendy for years, and here she was, licking and sucking his dick! Her mouth felt so much better than he could have imagined! Her blonde hair began to bounce as she picked up speed. He had sat behind Wendy in class for hours and hours, staring at her beautiful, blonde locks, wondering what it would feel like to be running his fingers through them. So Spencer took her hair in both hands, pulling strands of hair out of Wendy’s gorgeous face, until he had formed a pony-tail.
Wendy’s mouth came off his dick with a loud pop, as she took in a series of deep breaths.
“Holy shit…your cock is so big I can barely breathe….and what did I tell you about touching?”
Spencer removed his hands from her hair slowly, and placed them on the mattress behind him as Wendy took him back into her mouth. Any attempt at self-composure had vanished. For the first time, an intense sexual pleasure outside Spencer’s understanding held him within its grip. He couldn’t fully process what was happening; the intense pleasures and powerful urges simply took hold. He started bucking up into Wendy’s mouth.
Wendy’s huge tits crashing up against his groin had not escaped his notice, either. They never escaped his notice. And they were now pressing up against his balls while Wendy blew him like a pro. He wanted to feel them all. He wanted to feel her naked tits up against his cock. He wanted to grope and hump them and blow his load all over Wendy’s legendary titties while he roared into the night.
“Ooohh Wendy, please….please please…,” Spencer begged, “take off your bra.”
Wendy popped back up off of Spencer’s slippery cock and sported one of her patented, drop dead gorgeous smiles.
“Oh, really?” Wendy teased, “You didn’t think I was going to let my awesome titties out for you, did you?”
“…uuuuhhhhhh…….please, Wendy!!!”
“No sir. I don’t let blackmailers have their way with my absolutely unreal tatas.”
“ooohhhh god Wendy please please,” Spencer pleaded, “don’t do this to me!”
“What you did–how you got here–was wrong. This is your punishment.” Wendy was defiant.
“nnnooooooo….fffuuuccckkk…–”
“–Excuse me,” Wendy interrupted, “there is no swearing allowed here either.”
“nooo….please Wendy….please please…let me see your breasts….god please!!”
“Please what? What are you asking for?” Wendy demanded.
“Please, miss, can I see and feel your breasts!”
“You know what,” Wendy whispered, “maybe this is what you deserve.”
“Wendy, I’m sorry, but….please,” Spencer pleaded, “I need to feel them.”
“Really, you need to feel them?”
“Oh my God,” Spencer replied, “more than anything!”
“I bet you do. Stop calling my epic titties ‘breasts’. These are my awesome tits. That’s what you call them now.”
“Oh God, Wendy, please let me play with your EPIC TITTIES!”
“But you’ve been such a bad boy.”
“…..Wendy,” he sighed, “…please…” The young man was dejected, for all of Wendy’s astounding beauty–her beautiful blonde hair, her long, slender legs, her plump ass, her heart-melting smile, and sweet, sweet mouth–they all seemed secondary next to her unbelievable rack. She was cruelly teasing him and the reality that he might miss out on having his ways with her fantastic tatas disappointed him to his core.
He looked her in the eyes. Wendy sported a coy look. She began swaying back and forth, grabbing and pulling her big jugs together. Spencer could tell she was showing them off in all their ball-busting beauty.
Wendy leaned in close to Spencer’s ear, her body against his, her tits now hanging over and nestling his massive dick, and slowly whispered, “You bad, bad, boy. You know what, I wanted to get back at you. I wanted you to feel frustrated when you left here tonight, to feel something that even briefly resembled how I felt that day you started this whole thing. But all of that, what I just said, that was all before I learned what a ridiculously huge cock you have. It’s the biggest and hardest I’ve ever seen. I shouldn’t feel this way…….but I want to play with it…….And if I get to play with you I guess….well….I should let you play with me…so….”
“Wait—how? What–”
“–it’s cause I’m a slut for your huge cock, okay? I can’t hold back. I’ll let you see them…and maybe even feel them.”
Spencer fell speechless, not fully comprehending the sudden turn of events. It was only when Wendy fell back on her heels, and both arms reached behind her back, sticking her massive chest out, that he realized that the whole performance was only one big tease.
Wendy sat there, sticking her huge juggs out, both tits seemingly testing the limits of her bra.
“Oh my God, thank you, Wendy, thank you soo muuch,” Spencer said.
“Yeah,” Wendy asked, “you want to see these titties?”
“uuuuhhh…..uuuuuuuuuuhhhhh…..yeeaaaah…”
Spencer couldn’t control himself as he began to try and hump up into Wendy’s chest, but his huge dick was held back from Wendy’s magnificent rack by the extra thick wire holding her bra together.
“You want to feel these huge, soft titties?”
“uhhh…” Spencer cried, “”…yeaah..”
“Yeah?” Wendy said softly, her arms still behind her back, her two massive titties sticking out.. She couldn’t believe how riled up Spencer was, but she found it really hot. His cock was sticking right up at the ceiling, throbbing. “Beg me, beg me for it.”
“Oh fuck, oh Wendy, please, please let me feel your boobies, please, please, please!”
“Tell me how badly you want them.”
“Oh my god, I want them so badly, I want them more than anything else in the entire world!”
“Don’t you think they’re big?”
“They’re the biggest I’ve ever seen.”
“You’re so bad, Spencer, you’ve been such a bad boy. Are you a fucking pervert, Spencer? Tell me you’re a fucking pervert.”
“I’m a fucking pervert.”
For a moment everything was still. Spencer was locked on Wendy’s titties, both mounds only held back from tumbling over his cock by her silky bra. Then, Spencer heard the clasp come undone, just before he felt her round, soft yet firm, ridiculous sweater-puppies land in his lap. Spencer watched as her titties fell over his aching cock. Wendy pulled away the restrictive garment. Her tits were huge.
“oh my god…” Spencer uttered.
Thick, pink nipples, both stiff and sensitive, capped off each massive swell. Her tits were huge, each one looked as big as a watermelon. Both tits were resting their significant mass in Spencer’s lap, and his heroic cock rose straight through Wendy’s spectacular natural cleavage pointing directly at her beautiful face. His rock-hard dick was electric, twitching uncontrollably while trapped between Wendy’s perfect teenage titties–his mighty cock aimed right at her beautiful face.
Spencer gazed longingly into her eyes as she flashed her million-dollar smile.
Spencer then looked down at the prized possessions cradling his huge dick. He had dreamed so much of them, of molesting them, and now they were slowly moving over and across his erect cock in all their nakedness. Wendy Delores’ rack. His cock between them. He reached out, and, for the first time, took a titty in each hand and squeezed. With their full mass in both hands, Spencer wrapped her huge fucking hooters around his cock, pulling them tightly around his pulsating manhood, until her nipples were mashed together in his grasp.
“Awwwwwww…….awweee!!!…ffffuuuuuuck!!….” Spencer groaned.
Wendy’s tits felt absolutely incredible. He continued to grope them while squeezing them together, pulling them up and along his ridiculously-sized shaft. Their heavenly flesh filled his hands, spilling between his fingers more the harder he grasped. Spencer couldn’t believe how big they looked even in his hands and against his own lengthy member; one hand was not nearly enough to hold the whole thing. After languidly pumping his cock between her two filthy flesh-pillows, Spencer released his grip on her tits, and started to fully explore their size with his hands, running his palms over their entire mass. His fingers ran over her areolas and explored her beautiful pink nipples. He took each between his thumb and forefingers and gently pinched each perfect nub, hearing a slight moan escape Wendy’s lips. He did it again but with her other nipple, and Wendy moaned again. He couldn’t help himself as he started to maul Wendy’s tits again, squeezing them tightly as he did his best to thrust up into Wendy’s cleavage. Wendy made her appreciation known.
“ohhh…Spencer…that feels really nice…oh my god, I can’t believe you’re fucking my titties.”
Although Wendy’s tits felt phenomenal in his hands they felt even better sandwiched around his cock. Spencer’s cock had never felt like this, throbbing uncontrollably while being hugged by Wendy’s breathtaking rack. A foreign animality had taken over him–he needed to fuck Wendy’s huge, bouncy titties while groping their extreme bulk. He needed to have her perfect, smooth, soft, cock-knockers bounce in his lap–and here she was…fucking doing it! His rugged, veiny dick slid alongside her soft, smooth skin as he moaned uncontrollably. This was something else entirely. Not moments ago he had never felt a woman’s chest in his life, and now Wendy Delores was jerking him off with her huge titties while he molested them with both hands!
“….ohhhhhhhhh….Wendy…..Wendy….your breas–I mean–your titties–aawwwww oh my god….your titties are–”
“–fucking amazing, right?”
“……oohhhhhhh….UH HUH!…”
Spencer quickly realized he needed to take things slower. First, he brought his thrusting to an abrupt stop as his dick remained nestled between her bosoms. He started to slowly lower his pelvis as far as he could while also raising Wendy’s udders in his hands just until only the head of his cock stood buried in her cleavage. He then quickly thrust his cock up while pulling Wendy’s tits down over the length of his dick, feeling her immense bulk bounce off his pelvis, until his cock head appeared bouncing through Wendy’s cleavage. Spencer continued this; slowly retreating his dick from Wendy’s perfect, pillowey, titty-prison before ramming into her bouncy knockers–her giant boobs jiggling each time his rock-hard cock thrust into her bountiful, beautiful rack–every time his pelvis smacked into her copious, ball-busting bosom.
“God, I can’t believe it but I swear your cock is getting bigger. It’s a monster. And it’s still so fucking hard sitting between my big, soft, gorgeous titties.”
Spencer cried after each thrust of his raging, swollen fuck-stick into her (indeed) big, soft, and gorgeous titties.
“….uuhhhh……uhhhhhh…uhhhhhhh….uhhhhh”
“Well my, my,” Wendy replied, “you seem to be really enjoying yourself.”
“uhhhhh….fuck!…Wendy……holy fuck!!…”
“Aren’t these massive sweater puppies perfect for a good titty fucking?” Wendy reached down with one hand and started cradling his balls in her hand. “Mmmm baby….your balls are so big. Oh God, they must be so full and ready to explode all over my big fat fucking titties. You really do have the full package–”
“…ooohh!…fucking christ!…”
“–but this is supposed to be a blowjob after all.”
Wendy removed Spencer’s hands and pushed him back onto his elbows. He leaned back and enjoyed the show while Wendy began sucking on his knob while using her tits to continue to jack him off. Spencer’s cock was big enough to stick straight through Wendy’s truly lengthy cleavage and into her waiting mouth; an impressive feat by most standards. Spencer almost blew his load right there. His high-school crush was sucking on the head of his dick while jerking him off with her porn-star tits.
Wendy then removed Spencer’s cock from her mouth, where it stood straight-up with zero support, and Wendy began licking up the whole length like she was enjoying a very long lollipop. Holding her breasts in both hands, she shook them up and down, sliding her nipples and full-flesh against Spencer’s ball-sack and groin, all while running her tongue up and down his lengthy member. Occasionally she ran the side of her cheek up and down his erection.
“Don’t you want to come, baby?” Wendy teased.
Wendy then leaned back slightly, taking his rock-hard cock in her hand, and began slapping her giant jugs. “Oh…wow,” Wendy said, “…look at that.” Wendy continued the self-beratement. “Your cock is so hard while my tits are so soft.” Both had a look of shock on their face as Wendy slapped around her own titties with Spencer’s horse cock. “Here,” Wendy took Spencer’s hand in hers and led it to his dick, “why don’t you give it a try.”
Spencer savored the moment, stroking his cock a few times, admiring Wendy as she squeezed her titties together. Spencer whimpered right before he smacked his cock into Wendy’s big, bouncy boobies. Sometimes just his cock-head would make contact, and Wendy’s bosom would absorb the hit. Other times the entire shaft would slap into her breast, smacking her titty and shaking it considerably. As Spencer went about smacking his crush’s giant boobs, first, he would smack one tit a few times before moving on to the other. He went back-and-forth like this, whacking and thrusting his cock into Wendy’s ever bountiful tit-flesh before he took aim for her nipples, treating her huge rack like two big targets. Wendy noticed this and began to shake her boobs up and down to make it more of a challenge for him. He then rubbed his throbbing head up against her bouncing, swollen nipples. Wendy continued to beg for him to cover her tits. Moaning, he waved his cock left-to-right, like a metronome, grazing both of her perfect teats. The head of his cock sliding over her hard and erect nipples. This installed a crazed feeling inside him, and so Spencer started to use his cock like a club, lifting up one tit before violently swinging his manhood wildly, slapping her huge, soft, bouncy juggs.
“Oh my God, Spencer, it’s like you’re beating me with your cock.”
Spencer continued berating Wendy’s epic titties while she continued to encourage him. Spencer was nearly hyperventilating.
“Yeah baby, you ever think you’d be able to really knock my tits around like this?”
Spencer would hoist one tit up with his hard cock, and then smack into it over and over. Soon Wendy started shaking her tits back and forth like she was motorboating his cock. Spencer held the base of his cock in his grasp, jerking it, and kept rubbing himself against Wendy’s bouncing titties.
“Oh! Wendy! this is the best thing ever!” Spencer cried, while his dick, by far the hardest it had ever been, smeared pre-cum all over her massive knockers.
A minute later, Wendy took Spencer’s cock from his mighty grasp and shoved it back into her mouth. Spencer watched in disbelief as Wendy moved on to the full-attack; sucking down his length, all while continuing to smack her fat titties and hard nipples against his hefty, swollen testicles.
“oh god…Wendy!!…uuuuhhh…..everything you are doing feels so good!!”
Wendy was, of course, speechless, as her mouth was completely stuffed with Spencer’s hard cock. But she responded with the sexiest moan to let him know she loved taking his dick down her throat. Spencer’s hips slowly started to roll as he pushed his cock further into her lovely face. At first Wendy resisted slightly, but then she began bobbing her head in rhythm. His speed increased–Spencer couldn’t stop himself from thrusting himself into Wendy’s pretty little mouth. Wendy began to gag, but was slutty and kind of loved it. Wendy was still berating his balls with her massive breasts when she placed her hands on Spencer’s thighs, and prepared her mouth to take a real pounding. Even with her skills, there was no way she would be able to take more then six or eight inches of his entire length, but she was determined to let this young man take her mouth for a ride. Her big breasts fell between Spencer’s thighs, resting on the bed, still pushing their soft flesh into his groin, still bouncing as a result of Spencer’s enthusiasm.
Spencer soon found the perfect rhythm fucking her beautiful face. He was lost in pleasure as he moaned and moaned, flexing his back, fucking his blonde angel’s mouth and making her boobs bounce. Spencer continued to cry out.
“uhhhhh….uhhhhhh….ffuuuck….uhhhh,” he moaned.
Wendy couldn’t take it any longer, and came up gasping for breath, but she was a champ, and so lifted up her tits and squeezed them tightly around his slippery, aching cock.
“Tell me Spencer, how much do you absolutely love my titties?”
“oh god! I love them so much! you have the best boobs at school!”
“Yeah? How often do you think of them?” Wendy asked.
“ooohh my god….I think of your perfect titties every fucking day!!”
“I knew it,” Wendy teased, “you pervert, this must be–uhhh!!–b….b!….b blowing your mind then, huh, baby? Humping them, about to bust all over my huge boobies?”
Spencer simply roared in response as he continued to thrust up and through Wendy’s unreal cleavage. With his elbows now on the bed to support him, Spencer was truly able to thrust his cock upward, plowing into the blonde beauty’s perfect teenage knockers. His pelvis and nuts smacked up against her perfectly bouncy and heavy hooters, plunging his manhood deeper into her cleavage. Wendy looked down at the throbbing erection in front of her and couldn’t believe how big it was. Even though she tried to smother it in her smooth, creamy globes, Spencer’s rod of steel still managed to clearly thrust through the depths of her bosom, rising to her lips at the peak of his thrust.
Wendy looked up, locking eyes with Spencer. Both refused to break eye contact as Spencer plowed into Wendy’s bosom. Both remained silent save for their heavy breathing and colliding flesh–yet neither broke eye contact. They didn’t look away even as Wendy bit down on her lip and as Spencer’s pained-expression of pleasure became more grotesque. Spencer was blown away by her natural beauty. He saw in her eyes the desire to please him, to push him to the edge. And he dared not look away. They simply stared into each other’s eyes as Spencer fucked Wendy’s fat hoo-has. Spencer slowly began to uncontrollably moan. Wendy noticed the signs of Spencer’s imminent orgasm and broke the long held silence.
“Yes, Spencer, baby, give it to me!” Wendy bellowed, “Show me how much you love my big fucking titties!”
“Wendy…..Wendy!!……I…I–”
“–uh huh?–” Wendy interjected.
“…oh god….OH GOD……I think I’m going to cum!!”
“Oh honey, I want you to fuck them even harder! Cum for me! Cum for me and my big fat fucking titties! Cum all over my amazing titties you absolutely worship! Show me how much you love them!”
Wendy then finally broke eye contact as she again took the head of Spencer’s cock into her mouth.
Incredible. This beautiful creature was kneeled before Spencer, sucking on the dome of his big rod while jerking him off with her angelic rack. He pumped his throbbing cock like a piston through Wendy’s bouncing, jiggling jugs while still managing to plow into her wet, stretched-out mouth. She didn’t seem to be bothered by the fact he was about to blow his huge load, and Wendy instead started to moan while sucking on the head of his, now, 12-inch cock. With Wendy’s big jugs in his mitts, Spencer was on the road of no return.
“Oh my god baby, this is it……this is it….. I’m gonna cum!….I’m gonna cum!…..Ahhhhhh!!!!!”
Spencer felt himself approaching the finish line as he pulled himself even tighter into Wendy’s bosom, squeezing them madly, pressing them around his pulsating shaft, giving her busty beauties an absolute ride, moaning violently in pleasure, in unison with Wendy, before the air altogether left his lungs.
Spencer exploded into her beautiful mouth. Immediately she was overwhelmed, and spunk fell from her lips, down his cock, and in between her tits. His cock popped out of Wendy’s mouth and began to shoot thick ropes of cum across her face.
“Oh, you naughty boy–”
“–awwww!!!–“,
“–this is what you wanted all along, right, to fuck my big tits? To cum on me? Yeah?! Cum all over me! Paint my titties with your seed!!”
“oooohhh yeessssss–awwwwww!!–yess!!–fuuuuuuuck!!–”
Spencer was plastering Wendy’s face, neck, and tits. Rope after rope of cum exploded all over the stunning beauty of Wendy Delores and ran down over her absolutely epic titties.
“Mmmm, oh baby,” Wendy cooed, “oh baby, you’re absolutely drenching me.”
“Yyyyeeessssss!!–Oh my God!!–Oh mmmmmmyyyy Gaawwwd!!”
“Oh my, Spencer, you bad boy. There’s so much cum!”
“uuuhhhhhh…….uhhhhhh!!……uuhhhh!”
Spencer slowed down but was still jerking himself off using one titty in each hand. He looked down to see the incredible Wendy DeLores covered in his semen. Lines of cum lay along her face, neck, and sternum. Some had landed in her hair. And rivers of cum ran down her huge, teenage tits. In his appreciation, Spencer launched another volley across her truly beautiful face.
“Yes,” Wendy said, “this is what you get for blackmailing me. This is what you deserve.”
Wendy then took Spencer in between her lips, like she was cleaning a big hard knob with her mouth, as he finished riding out his orgasm. Wendy made sure she thoroughly cleaned his whole cock, including his balls, lapping up his cum. After two minutes with Wendy polishing his knob, Spencer’s outburst came to a close, and Wendy stopped sucking him with a loud *pop!*.
Spencer raised his hands to his eyes in an attempt to conceal his face, as he was beginning to cry. Cuming all over Wendy was the most pleasurable, intense moment of his young life. There was just so much. When he completed his orgasm, something inside him snapped. What was just now an intense sexual release had shifted into an emotional one–for a previously imperceptible psychosomatic knot, buried deep within him, had come undone. He heaved deeper, allowing the anxiety to pass freely through him, bringing a passive tension suddenly to the surface.
“Why, why I am I crying?” he thought, “It felt so good, why are you crying, this is so embarrassing. I should be happy. But I am happy. Then what’s happening?”
But nothing could be done. The gates had been lifted and would not close till the waves ran their course. Whatever Spencer told himself, the tears and sobs could not be stopped. It wasn’t like he was sad–not at all–he just couldn’t fully comprehend what was happening. And Wendy didn’t move.
It was two whole minutes before he was in control of his breath, and, soon after, fully surrendered to the bed. His legs were still dangling over the side, Wendy in-between them, her bosom gently holding his manhood.
“Hey, it’s okay. Here, I’ll give you some space. I’ll be right back.”
And with that, she removed Spencer’s cock from the embrace of her soft, warm, cum-covered cleavage. She stood up, walked out the door, and down the hall.
It must have been a dream; a titty-lovers fantasy. He couldn’t believe it, but he just blew a massive load all over his busty, high school crush. That was the most epic blowjob ever! Jizz still leaked from his cock and he was still gently gasping for air when Wendy walked back into the room.
Except, now, she was completely naked.
Apparently, while cleaning up the massive load covering her face and tits, Wendy had found time to remove her thong.
She walked up to the bed and climbed up and over top the recovering young man. She hung over him, and began gyrating up against his erect cock.
“Mmmmm…..I think I’m going to enjoy this.”
“Oh my God….are we….are we…going to ha–”
“Yes, Spencer,” Wendy replied, throwing her hair back while showing off her huge knockers, “we are going to have sex now.”
“Oh my God!!” Spencer cried.
Wendy looked down at his huge member and began mercilessly tugging on it.
“This thing is huge. I can’t wait to fuck it. You are one lucky virgin.”
“Oh Wendy! You’re so hot! Uhhh!”
Spencer continued to moan while Wendy teased him.
“Giving you that blowjob really turned me on,” she whispered into his ear, her nipples pressing into his chest, “you’ve got a great dick and you can really hold your own. I’ve never seen a man cum so much. And it made me feel really fucking sexy. And really, really dirty. I’ve been so fucking wet for so fucking long now, and I can’t wait to feel this DEEP in my pussy. To fill me.”
Wendy laughed lightly.
“You’re so lucky–I’m not going to lie, you’re never going to get a blowjob like that from anyone else, so you might want to lower your standards for them after tonight.”
Spencer began humping up into Wendy’s hand.
“And now I want to ride this huge fucking tree. I don’t think I’ll be able to take it all, but I’ll try.” Wendy thought about grabbing protection. “Fuck it. I want you raw.”
Spencer watched as Wendy leaned to the side, taking the tip of Spencer’s cock and directing it to her hot, waiting snatch. There she rubbed Spencer’s cock over her entrance, covering him in her juices, teasing him by rubbing him up and down her labia. Wendy pressed him against her dripping snatch, but was unable to simply guide him in. Wendy struggled to to take in his huge dick, and tried her best to force his thick cock into her much smaller pussy. Both watched in amazement as his virginity disappeared, with his throbbing head popping into the entrance of Wendy’s hot, wet, waiting cunt.
Both released deep-seated groans. Spencer could feel he was stretching out her cunt. It was tight, and hot, and wet. Wendy tried her best to slowly grind further down Spencer’s dick, but it was clearly going to be a process.
“holy shit,” Wendy gasped, “oh my god…you are huuuge.”
“uuhhhhh….fuck!… Wendy!….that feels soo gooood!”
Wendy’s tight snatch was slowly being stretched by Stephen’s impressive width and with each thrust she took on a little more. Wendy had both eyes closed as she tried to take in more of his huge cock.
“oh my god Wendy you’re so beautiful! Your vagina feels so good!”
Wendy now had Spencer pinned down, her palms pressing into his chest, her forearms pressing her boobs together and out. Each movement caused them to bounce and shake. Spencer couldn’t believe it. Her two huge globes rose and fell heavenly as she lowered herself up and down his cock. Holding herself up, she could only take in the upper half of Spencer’s big dick, and only at a slow pace. Spencer couldn’t believe how it felt, his cock inside Wendy. He was inside of her, and that made her closer to him. It was wet, and tight, and she took on a little more at a time. Spencer silently thanked God, and began to thrust into Wendy’s cunt.
“Fucking hell,” he cried.
Once Spencer had enough of just watching her titties bounce, Wendy soon felt his palms press up into her underboob. From this angle Spencer could, for the first time, fully appreciate the magnitude and magnificence of Wendy’s knockers. Each one looked bigger than his head, and they were almost perfectly symmetrical. He squeezed them in his grasp, dumbstruck at their size and feel. Wendy leaned forward, grabbed the head-board, and threw her giant knockers right in front of Spencer’s face.
Spencer gaped at the pair or tits resting in his hands. He couldn’t believe how absolutely filthy they were. The mass of both overflowed his grasp, her nipples gliding along his palms. The massive pair jiggling and rocking in his hands. Spencer continued to gawk at them, letting go of them, and letting them bounce in his face. Spencer slowly opened his mouth, allowing for her nipples and titflesh to land and bounce into his mouth. After a minute he stuck his tongue out, lapping up her tatas while they jiggled in his face.
Wendy was riding his cock like a pro despite struggling to take in his whole length. She loved it when men played and sucked on her big titties.
“oh Spencer–your cock is so BIG! oh!….oh!…please can you suck my–…ahhh!!”
Wendy was about to beg Spencer to suck her nipples, but Spencer had beat her to it. He had taken her knockers in both hands, squeezing them, bringing her nipples together. At first he latched onto her right nipple as he suckled away. When Spencer was finally satisfied he moved to the left and assaulted Wendy’s hard nipple with his tongue before continuing to lick and suck her entire boob. Soon his mouth was completely stretched open, sucking in as much of her tits as possible. He sucked and sucked, before coming off gasping for air, blown away by Wendy’s monster hooters. Spencer kept up the oral attack on Wendy’s big fat titties while she struggled to fit his huge cock inside her. Soon hickeys began to appear over both of her smooth, white, teenage titties. He resumed his assault on Wendy’s tits while Wendy rode Spencer’s cock to orgasm.
“uhhh….Spencer!…oh…! keep sucking my tits…..oh my god!….oh my god you’re going to make me cum!…”
And just then Wendy took in the entirety of Spencer’s cock. Wendy came hard while Spencer was balls-deep inside her. Spencer felt her cunt grab onto his cock while she trashed on top of him.
“ohhhhh fuuuuuck!! yes!! ohhhh! KEEP SUCKING ON MY TITS!!”
Spencer couldn’t believe any of it. Wendy’s unbelievable rack bouncing in his face, his big-titty crush cuming on his hard cock, the pleasure and carnal desire coursing through him. He held on to her rack for dear life, sucking as much of her flesh into his mouth as possible.
“ohhhhh!! ohhhhh!” Wendy screamed. “ohhh fuck! oh fuck!–awwhhh!” She couldn’t believe it. This scrawny dweeb black-mailed her to have sex, and just gave her one of the best orgasms of her young life.
Once Wendy had completely descended from her orgasm, Spencer jostled Wendy’s tits in his hands while praising the blonde beauty’s awesome tits.
“Oh my god, Wendy, your boobs are amazing! I can’t believe how big and perfect they are! I fucking love themmm…*mhm*,” Spencer paused as he continued to suck on Wendy’s big fat titties. “Your titties are so fucking suckable. Jesus fucking Christ. *mhm* *mhm* *mhm* this is so hot *mmmhmm* you just came on top of me and I could feel it *mmhmmm* *mmhhmhm!!!* oh god!! I love sucking on these big juicy titties *mhm*!”
“fuck yeah, baby, they’re all yours,” Wendy whispered in his ear.
Wendy increased her tempo, riding him with full abandon. Both moaned recklessly, allowing themselves to submit to the powerful urges deep inside them. Spencer tried to keep her big titties in his hands, but found it difficult with Wendy bouncing wildly up and down his cock. Wendy then suddenly leaned down and kissed Spencer hard on the mouth. They hadn’t kissed since Spencer first sat down on the bed. It was a messy make out–tongues fully exploring each other, saliva rubbing into each other’s skin. Spencer had never made out with someone, but each action was completely natural and without mental reflection; he simply did. Soon they were holding each other, as close as they could, making out madly, all while rutting into each other. They were as close as two can be.
Wendy wanted to ride Spencer harder, and so took hold of the headboard again. Spencer returned to worshipping Wendy’s breasts as they began to bounce more than they ever had before. His hands finally grabbed hold of her fat ass and held tight as Wendy rode his dick. She then began to swing her titties back-and-forth, motorboating Spencer while bouncing on his cock. Her fat tits smacked into his cheeks while Spencer was in utter amazement, each hand squeezing her one of ass cheeks.
Spencer looked up directly into Wendy’s eyes while her boobs covered his peripherals, asking her directly: “Holy shit!!…Oh my God!!!….Wendy, please, how big are your boobies?!?!”
“Yeah, you want to know exactly how big my boobies are?”
“Yes! Please! Mama!”
“Uhh! Yeah!?! They’re HHH, baby!”
Spencer was in shock as her massive teenager knockers smacked his face over and over.
“Oh…my….God! Wendy, they are huge! You could be a pornstar! Fuuuuuck!!!”
“Thanks, sweetheart! Oh God, I think they’ll stop growing but they just keep getting bigger! Everyone is always staring at them! But I like it when you stare, Spencer. Do you like staring at my big titties?”
Spencer finally broke eye contact at her and tried staring at her tits while getting completely berated by them. He would have to take turns looking at each tit, turning his head to one side admiring her as her bosom crashed into his awestruck face. Her fat titties smacked into his face and her nipples rubbed against his eyes.
“Wendy! Baby!”
“You like staring at them while I bounce them in your face?”
“Fuck fuck fuck! This is so hot!”
Spencer took both hands off her ass and, again, did his best to hold Wendy’s bouncing, HHH-titties. He could barely keep them under control. He couldn’t have imagined how soft, smooth, and bouncy they would be. Holding onto them became even more difficult as Wendy rode him like a wild stallion.
“Shit, shit, oh my god, Spencer, your cock is huge. Fuck, you’re wrecking my pussy right now.”
Even with Spencer’s mitts all over Wendy’s tits they continued to bounce all over his face.
“Wendy…oh god Wendy….I’m going to cum soon.”
“Me too, baby. I’m almost there, just hold on.”
“Oh Wendy *mhm* fuck *mhm* you are incredible, *mhm* oh God your titties are incredible.”
“Yeah? Are they the titties of your dreams?”
Spencer continued to slobber all over his crush’s beautiful knockers.
“Awwww….yes…I’ve dreamed about them so much. They feel so good!”
“Oh Spencer, oh Spencer! Your huge COCK feels so good inside me!”
“Wendy, I’m so close!”
“Yes! Yes! Cum inside me! Cum inside me with that virgin cock! Give me all that virgin cum you’ve been saving and storing for me! All that cum that’s just been waiting for a hot cunt like mine! You’ve waited all this time to fuck a woman, now fuck me! Fuck me! Oh God, Spencer, I want your cum so fucking bad! Can I have your virginity now?!? Please?!? Oh God, I’m going to cum so fucking hard all over your virgin cock! Keep worshiping my titanic titties! Yes! Oh God, I love it when men cum inside me! Give me your virginity, give me all of you!”
“Oh God, Wendy, here it fucking comes! Yyyyeessssss!!!”
“Oh! I’m ready! Give it to me, baby!”
Spencer had Wendy’s titties wrapped around his head and his mouth clamped onto Wendy’s bouncing tit-flesh, moaning loudly, as he came into the deepest recesses of Wendy’s hot, wet cunt.
As soon as Wendy felt Spencer explode inside her, she felt herself split, having the hardest orgasm she ever had. She was officially a slut for big dicks.
“Ahhh!…Ahh!!…Yes!!…Oh Spencer!!…Yes!!…Oh give me all of your cum! Fuck, baby, I want all of it! Give me all your virginity! Fuuuuck, you’re massive cock made me cum harder than I ever have!!”
Spencer continued to go-to-town on her tits, plunging himself into Wendy, emptying his balls inside her. He could barely breathe with Wendy’s hot knockers surrounding his head. What was said next was made barely audible by her titties.
“Oh God, Wendy, your titties are so fucking huge! I…I….I love them! Oh God…..I love your fat fucking funbags! I love titties and yours are the best I’ve ever seen! That was amazing! You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen! I love you!”
“Oh shit,” Wendy gasped, “oh shit, oh that’s sweet of you to say. But, oh my God, Spencer, your perfect dick feels soooo good. Holy fuck.”
“Oh Wendy!” Spencer cried, “That felt so fucking good…..aahhhhh….Can we do it again?”
“Yeah?” Weny teased, “You want to go again?”
“Yes,” Spencer begged, “please! Can we do it again? I never want to do anything else ever again.”
“Of course, baby, I need you to fuck me again, badly. Make me a new woman with that beautiful cock of yours.”
And so Spencer made Wendy into a new woman with that beautiful cock of his. And in doing so, he became a new man. They continued to fuck for three more hours. He came inside the stunning Wendy DeLores five more times from five different positions. After that evening, they both went their separate ways, and Spencer kept it all a secret. Obviously, it was the most memorable experience of his life. An epic first fuck.