At my age, I am eager to recall all of my sexual escapades because I know they will never happen again. So, for all of you readers, please know that each and every detail is true. I certainly wish I could replay these wonderous events, but alas, time waits for no man. Enjoy!
All I could see what this fantastic set of legs in high heels, a skirt just above her knees and this great ass with tumbling long black hair. She was in front of me at the checkout in the grocery store. All of a sudden she drops her credit card, turns to bend down to get it, and I see this set of tits, probably the biggest I've ever seen. I don't even look at her face, I'm so mesmerized by her huge tits. I bend down with her at the same time to help, and I get to the card first. I hand it to her as we are both standing back up.
"Oh thank you so much" she says.
"My pleasure" I gush.
Then I look at her face. She is just average, but has really bright red lipstick on this very sensuous mouth, the kind you really want to kiss or something else. She squirms around her grocery cart and starts to put the bags in the cart. She obviously was into 'green' as she had asked for 'paper' not plastic. I was stunned. This gal couldn't have been over 20, was dressed with a very professional suit on, and her tits were bulging out of her top. I thought to myself, 'Wow, some lucky guy is fucking her.' I paid for my purchase and by now she had already left the store. I walked to my car, and there she was, putting her bags in the back seat with the door to her car open, that kept me from opening my door. I said to her,
"Can I help you?" She turned to look at me and said,
"Oh the nice man who got my card back. Sure, could you hold the door?"
As she came out of the car and stood up, my instincts ran wild. I don't know what I was thinking, but I just reached over held her face in both of my hands, and kissed her on the lips. I realized that I probably was going to get kicked in the balls for doing that. As I backed away a couple of inches and dropped my hands, she said,
"Why did you do that?"
My instant response was really dumb, "Because you look so inviting."
She just stared at me.
"I'm really sorry" came tumbling out of my mouth.
No sooner than I said that, she moved closer and then took my head in both hands and planted a kiss on me that was not just a 'thank' you kiss. Her lips were soft, wet and she proceeded to probe my mouth with her tongue. I thought I was going to die. This was no little lingering kiss, but beyond passionate. My instant response was to wrap my arms around her. She withdrew her tongue, backed up a couple of inches, and ran her tongue over her lips very seductively and said,
"That was really a great kiss."
"Boy, it sure was." was all I could utter.
She put her hand out and said "My name is Beverly, but everyone calls me Bev".
Again, without thinking, looking down at her huge breasts, I said "Dave."
Now here's what makes this encounter so unusual. First, I'm old enough to be her father, and being spontaneous is not a quality of mine that I normally demonstrate. Reluctantly, as we stood there, I said,
"If you don't mind my asking Bev, how old are you and are you married?"
She looked me right in the eye and said, "No silly, if I was married would I kiss you like that?"
My response was another lame one, "No, I guess you wouldn't" I said.
"Well, how old are you anyway?" I once again uttered.
"Old enough." She insinuated. I was really at a loss here to say anything else. Looking very sheepish and certainly dumbfounded, I said,
"Could I kiss you once more?" She looked at me like I was from Mars, and said,
"Why would you want to do that?"
Now, I'm really at a loss for words. "Because that's the greatest kiss I've ever had, that's why." Came tumbling out of my mouth.
"Well, come here then" she said. I moved closer to her, she put her arms around my neck, and I kissed her like it was the last kiss I was ever going to get. It must have been several minutes into the kiss when I automatically reached up and cupped her left breast under her suit jacket. The kiss was now burning with intensity from both of us and she made no move to dislodge my hand or stop the kiss. I was kneading her huge breast and could feel her nipple getting hard against my hand. I moved even closer to her and had her against the car. She moved her body into me, and I'm sure could feel my hard cock against her thigh. I was tweaking her nipple by now and she was actually moaning as we continued this hot kiss. It was almost like we couldn't get enough of each others mouth or tongues. My tongue was moving very slowly in her mouth and hers was meeting mine, and almost sucking my tongue into her mouth. We had to come up for air. As we broke the kiss and our faces retreated a foot or so, not having removed my hand from her breast, she exclaimed,
"Whew "and looked down at my hand on her breast. As we caught our breaths, she said,
"Would you like to see them?"
In an astonished smile, I said, "You're joking, right?"
Without a mili-second passing she said, "Follow me."
They say opportunity only knocks once, hell, I was going to break the damn door down. She got in her car, started it up, motioned to me with her finger crooked in a 'come with me' move and backed out. I was right behind her. She pulled into a driveway to a real little 'cracker jack box' house. I pulled in behind her. She got out to get the bags of groceries, and I ran up to help her. She didn't say another word. Went up to the front door, reached into her purse slung over her shoulder, got her key, and walked in. I was right behind her.
"Just put them on the counter" she said pointing to the tiny kitchen counter. I did and as I turned toward her she said,
"Wait right there." About five minutes later, she was standing in front of me, still in her skirt and heels, totally naked on the top. Talk about tits! I couldn't believe my eyes. She had to be a 46D. Once again, my alert staccato mind reacted and I said,
"Oh my God!"
Her tits were snow white, stood almost straight out with the largest pink areola I've ever seen and nipples that sort of blended in. I took her all in from top to bottom. I couldn't figure out how she could have such huge tits, slender shoulders and arms, trim waist and obviously great legs.
"So, do you like them?" she said as she stood there with her hands on her hips.
"What's not to like?" I said. I moved closer to her, looked her in the eye, bent my head down and took one of her nipples in my mouth and cupped the other tit and
fondled it and massaged it as I sucked greedily on her nipple. She put both hands on my shoulders and whispered,
"Oh God, yes, suck it." I continued to suck her and kiss her tit and she started to moan "ummm, uummm, yes, yes."
Her nipples were really hard now, and were not really protruding. I was in a bent position and it was starting to become a little uncomfortable. I stopped the sucking and stood up. I guess she thought I was done, and she held me at arms length and said,
"Ok. that's enough, we have to talk." By now it's obvious that my reaction may be a little slow, as I said,
"About what?" She reached down, took my hand and led me to the couch.
"Sit down please." I did, not being able to take my eyes off of her magnificent tits.
"Look at me, not my tits" she sort of commanded. I raised my eyes to hers and put my arm on the back of the couch.
"Ok, here's the story" she said.
"I share this little house with my best friend Karen. We're from Oregon and we just left home. I left, because everyone I knew were always making comments on my huge tits. They called me "Chesty" and really embarrassed me all the time. Even my one boyfriend never wanted to take me anywhere, he just wanted to play and suck my tits. I got fed up with it, even the snide remarks from my stepfather, and Karen and I, who's my best friend, decided to leave. We've been here only two weeks. We both got jobs right away.She works at Macy's and I work in a lawyer's office. I think he hired me because of my tits. Anyway, you're the first man who's been nice to me, and the kiss was amazing. I know the question on your mind. Yes, they're really mine, and no, they're not surgically enhanced. My Mom is built the same way, but I'm much thinner and taller. I started to develop when I was 12 and they kept growing. I'm telling you all this, because I really like you and you were so kind and you need to know some things before we go any further. I know you're older, and that's OK with me, because I can't deal with the men my age, they're just not sincere. No, I'm not a virgin, and yes, I like sex with the right guy. OK, that's it."
She sat back with her hands in her lap waiting for me to say something. I said nothing. I scooted over, reached up, took her face in both of my hands, and kissed her just like the last time. She wrapped her arms around my neck again, and kissed me back. As we broke this kiss, I said to her,
"OK Bev, let's get something else straight."
I sighed. "First, you are absolutely delicious. Your kiss would melt an iceberg. Next, yes you have amazing and beautiful large tits and they are so suckable.
I don't blame your boyfriends. Oh yeah, you're statuesque as well. You fill out a suit like no one I've ever seen. Next, I'm a good deal older than you but I would love to be your friend, and if you let me, your lover. I would be really proud to take you out anywhere, anytime. Finally, I firmly believe in giving my partner all the pleasure I can muster if you'll tell me what pleases you"
I guess that was all that needed to be said. Bev stood up, unbuckled the small belt at her waist, unzipped the side of her skirt, let it drop down to her ankles, kicked off her heels, took the sides of her lacy white boy panties and shoved them down to her feet and kicked them off. She stood back up and I looked at her body. Aside from her huge tits, she had a little baby fat at her waist, a little 'poofy' stomach, and a neatly trimmed 'V' shaped bush with light brown hair, a little sparse and thighs that had been designed for her height and weight, down to her trim ankles. She was at least 5'7, and maybe 145. She looked delicious all over and white as snow. As I looked at her, she sort of turned around as a model might and faced me again.
"You are a real hot lady and quite a turn on" I said.
Even her ass was cute, maybe a tiny bit of extra weight, but her cheeks were solid. She didn't jiggle anywhere but her tits. I stood up, looked her in the eye, and said,
"Come let me love you." As she walked over to me I held out my arms and she walked into them. I kissed her lips, her neck, her shoulders, and all over her tits and worked my way down to her stomach, gripping both of her ass cheeks, and got down on my knees and kissed her pussy. She gasped, "Oh, oh" and a sigh. I kissed the inside of her thighs, her legs, and brought my mouth back up to her pussy. She was sighing and whimpering. I stood up, and said,
"Where's your bedroom?"
She grabbed my hand and turned a corner and we were in her bedroom. She had a single bed and not much else in the room. I walked her backwards to the bed, and the momentum forced her to sit on the edge. I started to push her back and she said,
"No, wait." As she said that she started to unbuckle my jeans, unzip them, and drag them down to my ankles. I had already reached up and taken my shirt off over my head. She reached over to drag my black briefs down and my hard cock sprang right up. I pushed her back on the bed, with her legs and feet on the floor. I said to her,
