I am a breast lover. The bigger the better. When I was growing up, we lived next door to a woman in her mid-fifties who had a rack that introduced me to the world of large, natural breasts. Her name was Linda Patterson.
Ms. Patterson, as I knew her, was a married woman, stood about 5”8, and had the short, brown hair that most 50 something women seemed to sport.
Her body had the natural voluptuousness of a woman her age, but seemed nicely stretched about her 5”8 frame. Her breasts, however, were probably around a 38 EE. My relationship with her was merely odd jobs, and friendly hello’s as I played outside growing up. My parents had told me that she was a nurse, so it was difficult to see her coming and going on a regular basis, as her hours varied. Any chance I could though, I would eye her walking to the mailbox out of my bedroom window and imagine what it would be like to be smothered by her breasts, sucking on her nipples, as her mature body dominated my boyish frame.
She wore mostly conservative clothing, yet could never quite hide her busty shape. I spent years masturbating to her image; playing out almost every scenario imaginable where she would force me into having sex with her, and showing me her breasts.
Shortly after I turned 18, I needed to get my yearly physical for the spring track team at school. I scheduled my physical and arrived at the doctor’s office for the usual nonsense. The receptionist led me back to the examination room where she told me the nurse would be in to prep me for the physical.
Linda Patterson was the nurse who opened that door. I nearly had a heart attack. She wore the traditional white nurses outfit, with a canyon of mature cleavage showing down her buttoned front.
She greeted me with a smile, and said; “oh hi Brian. Here for your physical?”
I nodded yes, and she said: “ Please don’t feel awkward, I do these things all day long with young men your age. By the way, the doctor is out today, and has authorized me to administer the complete physical for annual sports exams, and regular check-ups. So I’ll be the only one working with you today.”
I practically fainted from both excitement, and nerves. She instructed me to get undressed and she would return in a couple minutes.
Now I was REALLY nervous. She was not only going to see me naked, but also see how aroused I was, and most importantly, see how small and skinny my penis was.
