Ever since the first time I met Phola, I was very attracted to her. She was a beautiful woman with a hot body, a pretty face, big boobs, and an hourglass figure. She was everything I can ever hope for a great fuck. I'm particularly obsessed with those big, juicy melons that I just want to grope, squeeze, press my face on, and suck until I can't do it anymore. She was the subject of my daily sexual fantasies and masturbation sessions. My lust was so great it became an obsession. An obsession to fuck her brains out and make my dreams come true.
I first met Phola at college, and we were already in our 20s at the time with me just a couple of years older than her at 28. Both of us stopped schooling for a while and were a bit older when we came back. Each time before, during, and after class, I would take the opportunity to talk with her, drool over her hot body when she's not paying attention, and rubbing against her "accidentally." I particularly rub myself against her boos, which I deliberately made happen each time she moves beside me, and I pretend to move in the same direction, causing my arms to rub nicely on those juicy melons. Sometimes, I would move opposite her path as she walks by and directs my elbow on her soft tits, feeling its warm softness crushed on my bare skin. The feeling of her soft tits rubbing nicely on my elbow was intoxicating. At times, when we're discussing something, and she is standing on my back, I would deliberately step back such that her soft melons would touch my back. In all these successful attempts to rub against her amazing tits, my dick would be as hard as a stone. I only wish I can do more and also feel them on my hands; grope them to my heart's content. It would be a dream come true. After class, I didn't wait to get back home to jack off because my dick was throbbing red. I went to the comfort room to ease the tension while recalling the feel of Phola's tits on my hands.
I'm not sure if she felt my lust and attraction towards her, but I think she likes me too. She seemed to be oblivious to my sexual innuendos and even wear the most provocative clothes to tempt me. At one time, she was wearing a low-cut neckline blouse and tight skirt. Her creamy cleavage was in plain sight, and her thighs were a sight for sore eyes. I immediately sat beside her so I can stare over her body when she's not looking. I asked her if she could be my partner in the class activities, thinking it will give me more opportunities to exploit her, and luckily, she obliged. Every time she leans forward, I get a good view of her bra laced boobs, the mounds hanging and shaking slightly at her movements. I got an opportunity to feel her body again when she leaned forward to read a Math book, emphasizing his tight ass under that skimpy skirt. I was standing right beside her so I stepped forward and push my dick on her ass while pretending to look down on the book. I'm not sure if she noticed my dick touching her ass, but if she ever did, she didn't mind at all and just kept reading. Each time she adjusts her body to the sides, I take the opportunity to press my dick more, feigning inertia. My dick was rock hard on her soft, plump ass, and I was in heaven. That went on for some minutes until she finished reading the book and we had to return to our seats.
The days went by, and I would make the same pattern. By this time, Phola seemed to have noticed my sexual advances and respond a bit. At one time, she deliberately leaned over and pressed her soft melons on my arm as I was reading a book. I took advantage of the opportunity by pushing my arm backward to feel her big soft boobs even more. Feeling her response to my sexual advances for the first time made my dick rise and ready to burst in my pants. I want to fuck her right there!
Things may seem to work well for me but despite all the developments, I still wasn't able to make a bold move on her because there was one problem; she was married. So, I kept my desire for her, thinking that our daily seductions would suffice. But there were times I was so desperate of fucking it would almost drive me crazy and I would feel the need to fuck her at all costs. Still, I was unsuccessful until the semester was over, and we were no longer at school.
The times when I wasn't with Phola was a torment. I keep thinking of her beautiful face, her amazing boobs, those lush lips, and the things I would do to fulfill my desire for her. So I decided to pursue her. First, I chatted with her, and we had a pretty good conversation. The conversation sometimes becomes naughty as I recall all the things that happened in class and present to her the possibility of doing all things again in other circumstances. I saved some of her sexy, erotic pictures, and would watch them as I chatted with her and rubbed my dick at the thought of fucking her. But that was all and having felt her body before; I wanted more. As the days go by, I was feeling desperate. I will go crazy if I can't fuck her.
Then, the golden opportunity came when Phola's husband went abroad to work, and she left much alone at home. At the time, Phola was more than a month pregnant, but it wasn't obvious and she still looked great. It made her boobs swell even more. I loved it that she's pregnant because if I fuck her, I can cum inside her all I want without having to worry about impregnating her. A few more days went by and another stroke of luck came to my way. I was having a vacation on an Island, and while walking at the beach, I met Phola. I can't believe my luck!
I immediately approached her and greeted her. She was surprised to see me but glad to see a familiar face. She gained a little bit of weight due to the pregnancy, but that only made her body look more voluptuous. She was wearing a white t-shirt and a skimpy shirt. She looks hot, whatever she wears. I asked what she was doing there, and she said she was visiting a relative and was strolling on the beach. I wasted no time and got to work immediately. I chatted with her while doing the same familiar sexual innuendo we used to do in class. I made sure to touch her body at every given chance. Her soft boobs would collide with my arms, and my dick would rub at her body once in a while. She's no longer responding to me the way she did in class, but it's okay as long as she doesn't mind the "accidental" push of my dick on her ass as she bent down to pick a shell on the shore. That felt good, and it looked like she felt my hard-on because of the way her ass seemed to rub mine. My dick was super hard and I was high.
As we strolled along the beach, I realized that I still don't know how do I get her to sleep with me so I can fuck her. I've paid for a small room at the nearby hotel, and I have to figure out a way to take here there somehow. Then as if luck was on my side, it rained very hard. All of the people on the beach ran to take shelter. I put my left hand over Phola's shoulders to try to cover her while the other hand cuddled her, making sure it is seated firmly on her breasts. We ran together to my villa, and her boobs would bounce and rub hard on my hand. I relished each second, and my dick was ready to burst.
When we arrived at the villa, my heart was pounding very hard while thinking of the many dirty things I would do to her while we're alone. We were both soaking wet and her bra and big boobs were visible under the damp shirt. I drooled at it and didn't care that she noticed. Now that we're alone, I can be a bit bolder. But then she said she'd just wait for the rain to stop and go home. That sent me into panic mode. The woman of my ultimate fantasies is right in front of me but also slipping out of my hands. I have to convince her to stay, or else my dreams would come into ruins. Then, an idea came into mind. I told her that if she doesn't remove her clothes, she could get a cold. I told her to change in the bathroom and borrow my extra clothes while we wait for the rain to stop. She pondered upon my suggestion, thinking of whether she would do it or not, and to my delight, she obliged.
I accompanied her to the restroom door and made sure to let her take the door first so I can stare at her swaying ass, not visible under the wet garment. When she slowly walked in the comfort room, I deliberately bumped my dick on her ass, and it hits its mark every time. Damn, I'm getting good at it! As usual, she doesn't seem to notice. Even if she did, I didn't care. I wanted to seduce her and make her feel aroused before the rain stops, and she decides to leave! I took some towels and extra clothing for her and made sure to choose the shortest and most revealing of them. I pretended to walk out of the bathroom but when Phola started taking off her shirt, I stopped so I can to take a good look at her body. It would be the first time I'd see her undress, so I took advantage of it. She didn't seem to notice me drooling at her body and thought that I had left.