She always complained to my Mom that she was twenty pounds over weight and twenty years too old – my girlfriend's mother that is. Forty did sound old to me, but I liked her the way she was – big, really big boobs. The first time I saw her without a brassiere I thought it was an accident. Sunday I had walked over to her house to help move the lawnmower – I always cut their grass since her brother joined the army two months ago - and she hurried out to show me where to put it. She had on a thin white T-shirt with nothing under it. Her boobs were jiggling like Jello as she walked down the steps and I got an instant hard on. I think she saw me looking at them. I went home, thinking about those big, bouncing boobs and jacked off.
I'd been dating her daughter, Terri, for six months. Terri had nice boobs, but a lot smaller than her mother's. I was fuckin Terri regularly. I think her mother knew about us because Terri was on birth control pills. We had just graduated from high school and this was gonna be a great summer, except the first two weeks when Terri was gonna be away at some damn girls summer camp. She'd left for camp early Sunday with a bunch of girls on a big bus.
The next day, Monday, I got another call from Terri's mother. She wanted me to help her move some stuff in the garage. When I got there she was wearing the same T-shirt. And no brassiere! Shit! She just walked around, helped me lift stuff, and acted like nothing special was happening, with those big, beautiful tits jiggling ever time she moved. I couldn't keep my eyes off of them and I could tell she knew I was looking. Jesus!
When we finished in the garage she asked me if I wanted a beer.
"You're almost nineteen now and eighteen is the legal age," she said.
She got two beers out of the fridge and we went into the family room. I was still looking at her boobs every time they jiggled and she didn't seem to mind. She even giggled, sometimes, when she caught me looking.
"What are you gonna do the next two weeks with Terri not here?" She asked.
"I don't know. Just hang out I guess."
"Terri told me about what you two are doing," she said. "She's on birth control pills, you know."
I must have blushed because she laughed. "No reason to be embarrassed, Billy. Most kids do it these days."
"Terri told me she was your first. Is that right?"
I knew I blushed this time. All I could do was nod.
"You really are a shy young man," she said. Have you talked about sex with your Dad?"
I shook my head no.
"With your Mom?"
I shook my head no.
"With anybody?" She said, laughing.
I knew my face was beet red. I was really embarrassed. "Well ... " was all I could say.
She kept laughing. Then she shook her shoulders to make her tits jiggle and I couldn't take my eyes off of them. I could see big brown nipples through the T-shirt and they were erect now. Oh shit! I just stared.
"Go in the kitchen and get yourself another beer."
I got another beer and went back to my chair. I knew I was staring at her tits a lot and she didn't care – she thought it was funny. I finished the second beer and my head felt kinda light.
"Come over here and sit with me on the couch," she said.
Like a robot I got up and joined her on the couch. She moved over close to me and put her arm around my shoulder and oh Jesus! Her tit just molded against my arm. Damn it was soft.
"Terri told me you like to play with her tits."
Oh shit! Now what do I say.
"You want to play with mine?"
Oh my God yes – yes I wanted to but I couldn't say a word.
"Here, let me show you," she said, and so quick I almost missed it, she grabbed that T-shirt and whipped it off over her head.
One minute she was dressed and the next I was looking at two, big, beautiful, creamy white, naked tits, twice the size of Terri's. She had big brown nipples and they were erect. Oh my God! Big naked tits!
"Well, don't be shy," she said. "Play with them"
I still couldn't talk but I lifted up her tits, cupped in my hands, and started to suck on an erect nipple. Oh sweet Jesus I was turned on. My cock was rigid and bulged in my pants. Oh shit – she was stroking it. Oh my God she was unzipping my pants. Then she had it out and her hand was moving up and down. Shit! She's jacking me off. Oh my God I'm gonna come – and I did. It was so fast I couldn't believe it. She kept stroking me until she milked out every drop of my cum. Then she laughed, pulled me closer and kissed me on the cheek.
"Feel better now? More relaxed?" She asked. "I'm sure you do. Pumping your first load will lower your thermostat and maybe you'll be able to talk. Can you talk now?"
"No? Well, let me help you."
She stood up, pulled me to my feet, and led me into the bedroom, where she undressed me. I stood there by the bed, my dick dripping cum, and she took off her shorts and panties. Oh Jesus she was beautiful!
"Let's get in bed," she said, kicking off her shoes and pulling back the covers.
I was still like a robot, following orders, speechless. She cuddled up against me and I felt her warm, soft body next to mine. My dick got hard again and she stroked it.
"You have a nice cock," she said. "Terri told me about it. She said you always come very fast the first time, but she said you have a lot of loads in your balls. Let me feel. Oh yes, you have nice, big balls."
Finally I said something – the first thing that popped into my head. "What are we gonna do?"