It was the spring of my 19th year. I had just come home from classes at the local community college. I was in my bedroom relieving myself when a bright blue van pulled up right in front of my window. I could easily see inside the vehicle. The driver wore a white t-shirt with the sleeves rolled up to encase a pack of cigarettes under each and baggy jeans. He was maybe 5'9" and thin. He looked like he might be a swimmer. He appeared to be about 18 as did his female companion seated behind him.
She was approximately 5'4" and was wearing a red t-shirt and white shorts. She obviously wasn't wearing a bra. But, she was wearing white bikini panties. Her tits were huge. It was difficult to judge from 20 yards away. But, she looked to be at least a 38D. They stood straight as did my now swollen cock still in my hand from being relieved. It had been five minutes and I was very hard. Her nipples were big, too, poking through the flimsy cotton material.
After parking the van directly in front of my window, offering me a perfect view of what was about to happen, the young man climbed in the back and kissed his female friend on the lips. She had her right hand on the small of his back, her left groping his ass. His hands immediately wandered up her shirt and fondled her breasts. She kept trying to get her hand down his pants. But he kept denying her as his other hand found its way down her shorts to grope her pussy.