#Big Tits

After my breakup a few months back, I'd thrown myself into a new chapter - moved into a creaky, high-ceilinged apartment in the city, landed a gig that paid better than I'd hoped, and swore I'd stop moping and start living. Some friends, Jake and Emily, were throwing a housewarming party at their new place. I wasn't exactly in the mood for small talk, but they'd insisted I come and crash there after, so I figured a night of free booze might shake me out of my funk. The scene was predictable: couples tangled up in each other, laughing too loud, while I hovered near the kitchen island, nursing a whiskey sour. I was halfway through my third when Emily dragged me over to meet Lauren. Lauren was a knockout in a way that hit you slow and then all at once - 43, recently divorced, a single mom with a teenage son, standing about 5'10" in her low heels. Her auburn hair fell in loose waves just past her collarbone, framing a face with sharp cheekbones and hazel eyes that caught the light. She had this easy confidence, a body that curved in all the right places - full hips, a soft waist, and a chest that strained against her deep green blouse, probably a solid 38D. Her skin had a warm, olive glow, and though she was 15 years older than me, the age gap only made her more magnetic. The party buzzed on, but everyone else seemed too busy with their own flirtations to notice us. So, Lauren and I fell into conversation - first about the terrible playlist, then about her ex's midlife crisis motorcycle phase. The whiskey sours kept coming, and soon we were leaning closer, trading stories and sly smiles. By 2 a.m., the crowd had thinned, and she tipped her glass back, laughing. "No way I'm driving home after this." "Stay here with me, " I said, half-teasing, expecting her to brush it off. But she met my eyes, smirked, and said, "Why not? " The guest room was small, just a lumpy futon and a quilt that smelled faintly of lavender. Once the house went quiet, we slipped under the covers, and the air between us thickened. Her hand brushed my arm first, tentative, testing. I slid mine along her side, tracing the dip of her waist, and she shifted closer, her breath warm against my neck. Lauren's blouse was already unbuttoned from earlier, and when I peeled it back, her breasts spilled free - heavy and firm, with dusky pink nipples that tightened under my touch. I cupped one, feeling its weight, and rolled my thumb over the peak. She arched into me, a low hum escaping her throat. I dipped my head, catching her other nipple between my lips, sucking gently at first, then harder, letting my teeth graze the sensitive skin. She gasped, her fingers digging into my shoulder, and when I tugged with a slow, deliberate pull, her whole body shuddered, a sharp moan breaking the silence. "Too much? " I murmured, pulling back, but she shook her head, eyes glinting. "I like it when it stings a little." That flipped a switch in me. I pinched her nipple between my fingers, twisting just enough to make her squirm, and she threw her head back, biting her lip to stifle the sound. Her skin flushed pink down her chest, and I couldn't resist - I slid out from under the quilt, pulling her with me. I turned her around, pressing her hips against the edge of the futon so she had to brace herself on her elbows. Her jeans were tight, but I worked them down, taking her lace underwear with them, until she was bare from the waist down. She stepped out of the pile of fabric, and I nudged her thighs apart with my knee, exposing her completely. Her skin glistened faintly in the dim light, her folds already slick and swollen, begging for attention. I ran my fingers along her inner thigh, teasing, then traced the length of her slit, parting her gently. She was soaked, her heat radiating against my hand. I tugged at her outer lips, pulling them down and out, stretching her open, and she groaned, pushing back against me. "More, " she mumbled, voice thick, so I grabbed a spare pillowcase from the futon, balled it up, and pressed it to her lips. She opened her mouth, letting me stuff it in, her eyes wide and wild. With her muffled, I sank two fingers into her, slow at first, feeling her clench around me. She was tight but yielding, and I twisted my hand, curling my fingers to hit that spot inside her. Her hips bucked, a choked cry vibrating into the fabric. I added a third finger, then a fourth, stretching her wider with each thrust, my palm slick with her arousal. She rocked against me, desperate, and I went deeper, working my whole hand inside her, fisting her with a steady rhythm. Her walls pulsed around me, hot and wet, and I could feel every tremor as she climbed higher. My other hand roamed her chest, pinching one nipple until it was red and stiff, then switching to the other, pulling it long and letting it snap back. Lauren's muffled moans turned into ragged whimpers, her body trembling under the onslaught. I kept going, relentless, until she seized up, her thighs quaking as she came undone, a flood of warmth coating my hand. She slumped forward, panting into the pillowcase, and I eased out of her, watching her twitch with aftershocks. I was aching by then, my erection straining against my boxers. I pulled the fabric from her mouth - she gasped for air, dazed - and stepped in front of her. She looked up, still on her knees, hair mussed and lips parted. I freed myself and started stroking, slow and deliberate, right in her line of sight. Her eyes locked on me, hungry, and it pushed me over the edge fast. I came hard, ropes of it landing across her chest and chin, dripping down her flushed skin. I helped her up, legs still shaky, and handed her the blouse to wipe off with. She managed a weak, "God, thank you, " before we collapsed back onto the futon, tangled and spent, the room spinning faintly as sleep took over.

The lakefront was a sweaty haze that evening, the sun bleeding red into the water as the crowd thinned out. I was slumped on a splintered bench, chugging a beer, my eyes prowling over the stragglers - sunburned kids, tired parents, and a few loners like me, chasing the last scraps of daylight. I've got a filthy habit of sizing people up, peeling back their swimsuits in my head - picturing shaved slits or matted jungles, swollen ridges or tight little creases, maybe a lip slipping free if the angle's right. It's my dirty little pastime, and I'm damn good at it. Off to the side, a woman snagged my attention - late fifties, built thick and unapologetic. She was bent over, ass up, digging through a bag, her burgundy one-piece stretched so tight it might as well have been painted on. Her hips were wide, her tits swinging heavy as she rummaged, nipples poking through the fabric like they were begging for a bite. Fuck me, I thought. That's a body you could sink your teeth into. She stood, brushing sand off her thighs, and turned my way. The suit clung to a soft gut, but it was her legs - meaty, spread just enough - that locked me in. Between them, the material dug in, outlining a fat, juicy mound, maybe a stray curl poking out at the seam. My dick twitched. I wanted to bury my face in it, taste the salt and sweat, feel her grind against me. I've got this sick trick - reading a woman's face to guess her pussy. Thick brows? Probably a hairy mess. Full lips? Bet they match downstairs, plump and dripping. It's twisted, but it keeps my blood pumping. I dragged my eyes up - and she was staring right back, lips curled in a smug, fuck-you grin. She knew I was drooling over her. My balls tightened, and I jerked my head toward the water, pretending I gave a shit about the waves. Busted. But I'm a dog - couldn't help sneaking another look. She'd dropped to her knees now, one leg splayed out, digging in her bag again. Her hand slid down, fingers yanking the suit's crotch aside - just long enough for me to catch a raw, pink flash, lips thick and glistening, a bush that looked like it'd scratch my face raw. Then she snapped it back, smirking. Teasing little bitch. I shifted, my shorts tenting hard. She was fucking with me, and I was eating it up. She got up, slung the bag over her shoulder, and strutted my way - short gray hair, hips rolling like she owned the place. As she passed, she locked eyes with me, dark and nasty, then tugged her suit tight, letting it ride up her crack so I could see the full outline of her ass and that swollen slit from behind. My cock throbbed, leaking into my shorts. Then some asshole hollered, "Maggie! " A lean, grizzled guy jogged up from the lot, grinning like a prick. Her man, no doubt. She met him, smashed her lips to his, and muttered something that made him growl. He grabbed her ass, fingers digging in, then slid a hand around front, cupping her cunt through the suit and squeezing hard. She moaned, loud enough for me to hear, and he shoved a finger under the edge, knuckle-deep, right there in the open. My jaw hit the fucking floor. She shot me a look over her shoulder - eyes slit, tongue flicking her lips - daring me to keep watching. I was rock-solid, shorts soaked, ready to blow right there. They stumbled toward the changing huts, his hand still groping her, her tits bouncing with every step. They slammed into a stall, the door rattling shut. I chugged my beer, crushed the can, and tried to shake it off, but my dick wouldn't quit. I waded into the lake, the cold doing jack shit to kill the fire in my veins. All I could see was her - that ass, that smirk, that dripping snatch I'd kill to ram. I hauled myself out, dripping and pissed, when the stall door banged open. The guy stepped out, zipping his fly, looking like he'd just fucked the life out of her. The door stayed shut. I bolted for the huts. One was open - I ducked in, cock straining, and pressed my ear to the wall. A wet, sloppy groan leaked through. Then I saw it - a jagged hole, perfect for a perv like me. I bent down and looked. She was sprawled on the bench, suit yanked down to her thighs, legs wide. Her tits sagged, nipples like bullets, chest heaving. Her cunt was a mess - red, puffy, gaping open, with thick white cum oozing out, pooling on the wood. She was still leaking, a sticky string dangling, her bush matted with it. Freshly fucked and loving it. I stared, drooling, until she turned - eyes pinning me through the hole, lips parting in a filthy grin. She wanted me to see. I couldn't take it. I kicked my door open, tested hers - unlocked. I barged in, shorts down, cock out, stroking like a maniac. She sat there, legs splayed, cum still dripping, and rasped, "Do it, you little perv." I jerked harder, grunting, precum slicking my hand. She watched, licking her lips, egging me on. I lunged forward, aiming for that sloppy hole, needing to pound it raw. She blocked me with a hand, voice sharp. "Not there, fucker. That's his." I snarled, begging, but she shoved her tits at me instead. "Here, you animal - fuck these." I rammed my cock between them, her skin hot and slick with sweat. I fucked her tits like a beast, balls slapping the undersides, my swollen tip popping out the top with every thrust. She growled, "Dump it, now! " I roared, unloading - ropes of hot cum blasting across her tits, splattering her neck, her chin, her fucking face. She smeared it with her fingers, sucking them clean, moaning like a whore. "Dirty boy, " she purred. "That's your lot. Get the fuck out." I stumbled back, cock dripping, staring at her - legs wide, cunt still oozing her man's load, my jizz streaked across her like a badge. She was a goddamn mess, and I'd never been harder.

I just couldn't get the horny experience with Linda in the swimming pool out of my head. In the days that followed, I found myself getting my cock hard in my pants several times while working at my desk at the thought of what I had experienced. I couldn't help it: I had to get it out and start wanking it. I went to the window, hoping to see Linda in the neighbor's garden so I could get even hornier at the sight of her fantastic body. But unfortunately in vain. I had no choice but to relieve myself every time. But it became more and more unbearable. The thought of her luscious, soft breasts with their tender nipples and her cheeky, frivolous nature almost drove me mad. I absolutely had to repeat the experience! So I decided to visit her at home under a pretext to see if there might be another opportunity for a hot fuck. My cock needed it now. It was school vacations and assuming Linda's mother was at work, I went over to our neighbors and rang the doorbell. I felt a slight tingle in my pants at the thought of what I might be about to experience. The door opened cautiously and I was completely surprised and perplexed when I saw Linda's mother's face in the crack of the door. She was wrapped in a bathrobe and had a towel wrapped around her hair. "Hi, I'm Tom, your next door neighbor, " I began to stammer. I realized that my blood was rushing to my head. I hadn't expected this and was completely unprepared. I had to quickly think of an excuse for ringing the doorbell. "I'm just about to bake a cake and unfortunately I don't have any eggs left at home. I wanted to ask if you could help me out". I couldn't think of anything better off the top of my head. "Oh, you don't have any eggs" then a short pause "at home? Let's see, I had to be able to help you out" she said with a lascivious undertone and invited me in. "Sorry, but if I'm late, I can come back later. I see you've just had a shower" "No problem, I don't mind. And if I ever have the opportunity to meet our neighbor, I'll gladly take it" and closed the door behind me. Her bathrobe opened slightly, revealing her cleavage to me. It was amazing, I thought, as the base of her breasts and what was visible under her bathrobe made my breathing quicken and something started to stir in my pants. After all, I had come here hoping to have hot sex with Linda. I stood there rooted to the spot and realized that my mouth must have been open the whole time. "Don't be shy, Tom, you can go on, I don't think I'll bite, " she said with a lascivious undertone and a smug smile on her face. Had she noticed my eyes? Very unsettled, I walked through to the living room. "Please take a seat, I'll go and see if we have any eggs left in the house. How many do you need, more than two? " There was that undertone in her voice again. "Two eggs should be enough" I stammered. "I was just about to make myself a coffee, would you like one too, Tom? " I gladly accepted the offer, as I now had the opportunity to get to know Linda's mother. "Here's your coffee, I've already put your eggs in the kitchen, " she leaned down to me and handed me a cup of steaming hot coffee. The way she bent down to me almost left me speechless. Her bathrobe opened to reveal one of her huge tits. Her nipple stuck out like a small pea and the tit dangled in front of me within easy reach. I noticed how it inevitably got tight in my pants. I would be incredibly embarrassed if she noticed, but the more I fought against it, the bigger the bulge became. "By the way, I'm Maria, nice to meet you. Do you bake cakes? " "Yes, my little daughter is coming to visit at the weekend, so I wanted to make her a little treat." During the small talk, I tried to take my mind off things and get my bump to subside. "Fine, and then you realize you have no eggs. What a stupid thing to do. By the way, do you want sugar? " She leaned towards me again and gave me a view of her wonderful tits. "Uh yes, " I reached for it, but my eyes were only on her cleavage, so I accidentally tipped my cup over and spilled coffee all over my shirt and pants. "Oh, such a mishap, wait, I'll get something to clean up" She went into the kitchen and came back with a wet cloth. "Sorry, I'm embarrassed" she said, and started to wipe my shirt first. I just sat there, completely perplexed, not knowing how to react. This wonderful woman leaned over me, I could see her tits dangling in her bathrobe, which was wide open at the top, and I smelled her fresh scent. She pretended not to notice my gaze and continued rubbing my shirt. Was it intentional how she presented her dangling tits to me? In any case, I was getting pretty hot and I noticed how my cock was getting harder and harder in my pants. "So the shirt would be reasonably clean" she said "but your pants have probably gotten a few splashes". And she began to wipe my pants with the damp cloth. By now my cock was bursting hard and there was a clear bulge in my jeans. "Of course she had noticed this and, as if by chance, she wiped the bulge with the cloth. "Well, you still seem to have balls after all, and quite big ones at that" she said with a smile and continued to rub the cloth over my bulge. "I think maybe she should take her pants off, then I can clean the stain better". She started to open my pants. When I took them off, my hard, stiff cock stood out steeply under my shorts and built a real tent. A wet spot from my arousal was already visible at the tip. "Well, the coffee seems to have really heated her up. But I have an antidote" and before I could say anything, she gripped the shaft of my cock with one hand through my shorts. I flinched in shock. "Am I hurting you? Or is it unpleasant? She looked at me questioningly with an excited expression in her eyes. "No, not at all, on the contrary, " was all I could say. Slowly, she began to massage my cock up and down. She looked at me lustfully with her big brown eyes. "Come on, take your shorts off, I want to see what I'm massaging too." I was so horny by now that I didn't need to be told twice. My cock literally shot up as I let it free. "Wow, Tom, you've got a nice cock, it looks very tasty, " she said as she gently and slowly continued to jerk my cock with her hand. "You're welcome to try it, " I offered with a grin and she wrapped her plump lips around my glans and then pushed it all the way into her mouth. She played around my glans with her tongue and sucked harder and harder. I threw my head back and my hands reflexively grasped the back of her head. Her breathing became more frantic as she jerked my cock harder and harder while she held my glans in her mouth and closed her lips tightly around the edge of the glans. Her tongue circled my sensitive glans more and more firmly. I began to moan louder, it was just too hot. I looked down at myself. This amazing woman with these mega boobs was kneeling in front of me and sucking my cock. "If you carry on like that, I'm going to cum, " I warned her. "Yes, come on, cum in my mouth. I need a good load again. I'm just so horny" and she pushed my cock into her mouth again as far as she could. When I offered to squirt in her mouth, nothing could hold me back. I pressed the back of her head so tightly against my body that my cock disappeared completely into her mouth. She had to gag a little at first as my glans penetrated her throat, but she continued to blow with a moan. It felt so hot as my glans penetrated her tight throat that I pulled her head in faster and faster. I fucked her mouth harder and harder, my moans getting louder and louder. "Yes, come cum all over my mouth. I want your sperm. Come on" she panted and immediately continued to blow. I could hardly stand it any longer. I could feel my juice slowly rising. "Yes, I'm coming" I screamed and exploded deep in her mouth. With violent convulsions, I injected my pent-up load down her throat while she swallowed it all with a pleasurable coo. Only when the convulsions slowly subsided did she release my cock into the pleasant warmth of her hot bubble mouth. She continued to jerk it slowly, squeezing out the last drops. "It would be a shame about your hot sperm" she said with a smile and licked the last drops from my cock with her tongue. "That was awesome, Maria, I've never been blown so hard before. I needed that! " "Me too, " she smiled back mischievously. But you're not finished yet. Now you owe me something. She opened her bathrobe and let her plump, round tits out into the open. She stood up and slipped the bathrobe off completely. Her pussy was completely shaved, just like her daughter Linda's. "So now it's my turn". She pushed me backwards onto the couch and as I lay down she spread her legs over my head and slowly lowered herself onto my face...

Hello, this is something real, I live in Buenos Aires, and at that time I was 40 years old, the same as my wife, we were not lucky enough to have children, but it was not a drawback in our relationship, due to life issues, we had financial problems like many in our blessed country and we lost our house, She was a 65 year old woman, fat, with big tits and a big ass, in short, a woman like any other woman at her age, that one could easily see her as a grandmother of the bunch, she was a widow since she was 60 and although she never had much affinity with me, we lived together as best as we could. With my wife we worked as much as we could, since we needed to live somewhere else, although my mother-in-law told us to stay as long as necessary, we needed our place, at that time I suffered a work accident and lost the index finger of my left hand, it was very traumatic for me, since I not only had to spend all my time at my mother-in-law's house, but I felt useless and I knew it would be difficult for me to work again as before. One morning I woke up like every day and my wife had already gone to work, so we had breakfast with my mother-in-law, she never talked much with me, but that day I had the need to talk, and touched any topic, after the morning we sat down for lunch and continued talking, she let go a little more with me, In one of the topics I ask her why she didn't look for a partner after being widowed, she tells me that she was already old, and that she didn't mind being alone, then I ask her what she misses from when her husband was alive, she answers that not much, only his company and sex, but it wasn't something that drove her crazy, the afternoon went on like any other and the night too. Already in bed with my wife, I caressed her to have sex, but she told me she was tired, and so a couple of nights, I was really horny those days, but I put up with it as I could, one of these mornings I get up early and go to take a shower, while I was soaping up my dick stops and I try to get it down with the water a little colder, But at one point I realized that through an opening that was between the wall and the curtain of the bathroom my mother-in-law was spying on me, I played dumb and continued taking a shower, when I finished and got out of the shower, she was gone, so I got dressed and went to have breakfast with her as usual, I did not say anything that she had seen her spying on me. But I knew something was going on, we had lunch as usual, but I told her that I was going to take another shower because I was very hot and that I would be under the water for a while, so I went to the shower again and left the curtain ajar so she could peep, and I could see her when I did. I start to take a shower, but this time I listen for the door, I feel a little noise and I realize that she is coming in, I start to soap up until my dick stops, I rinse it and soap it several times so she can see it well, and in an instant I open the curtain and I surprise her, she did not know what to do, I asked her why she was spying on me, and she was speechless, tears began to fall, then I told her not to make a problem, that after 5 years of widowhood is natural, and that this would be just between us, for all this I was still naked and wet, she thanked me and told me that it will not happen again. But right there my head went to another side and I don't know why I grabbed her hand and put it on my dick, she was pale, but at the same time she didn't let go, then I tell her if it's been a long time since she grabbed one, and she tells me that the last one was her husband's, she tells me that mine is a little bigger, and very gently she starts to jerk it off, seeing her like that, she gets me hard as a rock and putting pressure on her shoulder with one hand I make her kneel down, she does it with no problem, and at that moment she starts to suck me, I got hard as a rock and pressing on her shoulder with one hand I made her kneel down, she did it without any problem, and at that moment she started to suck me, she did it very well, even better than her daughter, I could see she had a lot of experience, she licked me from the balls to the tip of my dick, and then she swallowed it all, I was very hot and enjoyed it a lot. While I was caressing her big saggy tits, I picked her up, grabbed her hand and took her to her room, on the way she told me that it was wrong, but I didn't listen to her, I sat her on the bed and told her to keep sucking, and she did, that's when I realized that despite her bad temper, she was very submissive when it came to sex, I pulled down the top of her dress and left her tits in the air, I grabbed her nipples and began to squeeze them, she loved it, she only took my cock out of her mouth to tell me to keep going, to not stop, at that moment I laid her down on the bed and began to suck her tits, they were big and soft, a delight, every time I bit her nipples she gave little moans. We were both really enjoying it, I get on her and put my dick between her tits and tell her to squeeze them, it was incredible, she tells me that her husband had never done it to her, and that she liked it, I tell her that every time the dick comes out I should pass her the tongue, and she obeys, In that position I stretch my arm and start to caress her pussy over her dress, it felt hot, so I lift it up and put my hand inside her lady panties she was wearing, and I feel a clump of hair and in the middle of her wet and hot pussy, I start to put my fingers inside and she moans louder. So I couldn't take it anymore, I got up, took off her panties and started sucking her pussy, she kept getting wet, which surprised me for her age, every moan became louder every time I passed my tongue on her clit, until she starts to shudder, a sign that she is about to finish, and so she does, giving a loud bellowing, I kept sucking and she asks me to stop a little until she catches her breath. A few minutes later, I put the head of my cock at the entrance of her pussy, and she asks me to do it slowly, since she had not been fucked for several years, I press very softly, and my cock enters without any problem because of how wet she was, she was very hot inside, and every stroke I gave, I really was enjoying my mother-in-law, I make her climb on top of me, and ride my cock, I did it slowly, but because of her weight, it was very deep, my cock practically did not come out in her movement, and I took the opportunity to suck her tits, she only moaned and told me not to stop. And I didn't plan to do it, so I told her to get on all fours, she got off me and obeyed, I got on the back and started sucking her pussy and ass, she couldn't give more pleasure, and every time she lifted her ass more, so in a single thrust I stuck my dick in her pussy, seeing all her flesh colliding in me generated a morbid and an incredible horniness in me, So after a while, I got out of her pussy and passed the head of my cock through the entrance of her ass, she gave a little jump, and asked me to do it softly and slowly, and so it was, I started to slowly press my cock, but it was very tight, so I licked it again and little by little it was loosening. I tried again and this time I could make my way, when the head went in, she started to moan in pain, so I left her still so she could get used to it, then I took it out and put it in again, when she almost didn't complain anymore I started to put more, until it went in completely, it went in and out without any problem, and she only moaned, and between moans I could hear her saying "how nice", it was incredible my mother-in-law's ass, better than her daughter's, who doesn't really like to be fucked, I was really fucking it to taste, and my mother-in-law was enjoying it, I couldn't take it anymore, but I wanted her to finish again. So I ran my hand over her belly and started rubbing her clitoris, she started moaning like crazy, until she finished with a loud scream, I was super horny, and in a few seconds I finished leaving all my milk in her ass, I fell collapsed on top of her, without stopping fucking her until I unloaded the last drop. We lay down and she told me that she had wanted it for a long time, but she felt guilty that I am her son-in-law, I told her not to make a problem, that this will be our secret, and that I will always take care of her as she deserves, she asked me not to neglect her daughter, don't make a problem, I have milk for both of them, and with you we have to make up for lost time. So all that time we lived with my mother-in-law she received all the milk that my wife did not take from me, and as I knew she was submissive I did a couple of crazy things to her, which I will tell you later, I hope you can comment.