Unlike most of her co-workers, Donna enjoyed her job at the post office. She had been working behind the counter for over twenty years now and had long ago established a rhythm that made things go by smoothly and quickly.
Donna also enjoyed talking to people and this job brought them to her in droves. Sure there was the occasional asshole or the distraught person who made things difficult. But most of the time the conversations were enjoyable.
And after all these years she hardly even noticed how many of the men never looked her in the eyes.
Donna was still a very attractive 44-year-old woman with long dark-brown hair, blue eyes and an ever-present smile. In all honesty she would have to admit to being a good 10-to-15 pounds overweight, but it didn't show that much. Her ass wasn't as firm and round as it was in her younger days, but she still looked good.
Donna's most obvious feature was her ample bosom: She was blessed with a pair of 40-DDD breasts (She still preferred to use the 'D' instead of something unnatural sounding to her like 'F'). In recent years as she put on a few pounds she found that her tits were barely contained in a triple-D bra, but she resisted going up a size.
Donna used to be offended by the men who would gaze lustfully at her tits when talking to her. But over the years it became second nature. As long as they looked and didn't make crude comments of gestures she hardly gave it a second thought.
Worse for Donna was walking down the street, or in the mall, where she was often subjected by offensive comments from crude men and teenagers who were driving or passing by.
For the most part, Donna's life was going well. Her son was in his first year of college, meaning that in a little over three years she would be free to quit working at the time of her choosing.
Donna was suffering Empty Nest Syndrome without her son at home. She had not noticed just how far apart she and her husband had drifted over the years. They still loved each other, but she had become painfully aware of just how much of their lives had revolved around their son.
Donna could usually count on one hand the number of times she had sex with her husband during a month, sometimes with too many fingers left over to spare. It wasn't that she didn't find her husband attractive, and she knew that the same was true for him. It was just that there hours and activities were such that it just didn't happen unless she made the effort. She was concerned that part of the problem could be the beginning of erectile dysfunction brought on by her husband's diabetes. But he would never admit to that, or seek help.
That aside, life was good.
Today Donna was joining several of her co-workers for a farewell reception for a fellow co-worker. Justin Jones, who was simply known as JJ to everyone, had just signed up to join the Air Force. JJ: An attractive 18-year old with short brown hair and an athletic body, had been friends with Donna's son since the two were little boys. When Donna's son went off to college JJ started attending the local community college and, with Donna's help, got a job working in sorting at the post office. But JJ found school wasn't the best fit for him, so he turned the military instead.
Donna had known that JJ, and his older brother Ted, both had a mild crush on her as teenagers. She knew that they teased her son about being lucky enough to have breast on her abundant tits, but she knew that they meant no harm and found both boys to be kind and pleasant kids.
With JJ being only 18, it was decided to hold his farewell party at someone's apartment so alcohol could be served. Russell, an overweight and unattractive 35-year-old divorcee who worked with them volunteered his place.
With her husband being out of town for a business trip Donna decided to go to the party and wish JJ the best of luck.
The party was lightly attended and after an hour or so most of their co-workers headed home. Donna sipped on a beer as she looked around the room and saw only JJ, Ted, Russell and Mark, JJ's 19-year-old friend who also worked in the back of the post office. She decided that it was probably time for her to leave as well.
She approached JJ and gave him a hug, wishing him good luck.
When she stepped back, JJ, who was pretty buzzed from the beer he had consumed, said, "I'm going to miss you Donna, and I am really gonna miss those titties."
Donna blushed at the comment. She had caught JJ, and his brother Ted, staring at her chest hundreds of times over the years. But neither had ever made any direct comment to her. She excused the remark as a product of his drinking.
"You should let him see them before he leaves." Mark said. "Hell, we'd all like to see them."
Donna tried to smile and ignore the comment. "Well, I have to go now."
She turned to find Ted standing behind her. "Come on, why don't you just let us see them once." He said, blocking her exit.
Donna looked to Russell for support. But the fat man was eyeing her chest in silence waiting to see how this turned out.
"Yea, Donna," JJ said, "I'm going off to serve my country, why not at least let me see those big tits as a reward. Hell, maybe you could let me titty-fuck you."
"Fuck you." Donna replied.
She tried to push past Ted, but he pushed her back and was then joined by Mark. Donna struggled as both young men grabbed her and began wrestling her to the ground. She pleaded to Russell for help, but he just shrugged his shoulders saying, "What can I do against them."
Donna fought against them as they pushed her to the floor. They held her down and unbuttoned her blouse. With little effort they rolled her over and removed the shirt from her and then undid her bra and pulled it off. Now Donna was pinned to the floor on her back with her arms held down by Mark and Ted sitting on her legs as all four men ogled her exposed tits.
"Jesus Christ, look at them." Ted said as he grabbed one tit in each hand and began squeezing them.
"Stop it, goddamn it!" Donna protested.
Ted looked to his brother. "Come play with these, JJ."
JJ sat his half-empty can down and dropped to the floor beside Donna and began groping her tits. "Oh man, these are so fucking nice."
"Why don't you tit fuck her like you've always wanted to do." Ted suggested.
JJ couldn't resist. He stood and removed his pants. Donna looked up to see his hard cock as he straddled her body.
"Please don't." She begged.
"I can't miss this opportunity." JJ said as he squatted down and laid his cock between Donna's tits. Taking one in each hand he began fucking her melons as Ted and Mark cheered him on.
Donna could do nothing but watch as JJ slide his cock back and forth between her boobs. While this act wasn't strange to her, it was something that she hadn't done in nearly two decades. Donna's husband had done this several times, as had some of her boyfriends before him. But Donna never received any real satisfaction from letting a man use her tits and spew his cum on her this way so she rarely did it. Now she was being forced to allow the young man who she had watched grow up as her son's best friend do this to her.
She let out a yelp as JJ squeezed her tits a little too hard, mashing them together around his cock as he continued pumping her chest.
"Here goes." He said as he began to cum.
Donna closed her eyes, but could do nothing to prevent feeling his cum splashing all over her upper chest and even striking her chin. She felt it run down to her throat and along her neck and felt disgusted as JJ continued cumming at her expense.
"Oh that was good." JJ said.
"I have to try that." Ted said.
Donna tried to resist as Ted, who had quickly removed his pants and boxers, climbed atop her. But after JJ's assault she had lost some of her will to fight.
Now Ted was fucking her large tits. She could not help but notice that Ted's cock was probably a full two inches larger than his brother's average sized cock. And as a result he was able to ram forward and connect with her chin on several strokes. As she looked down she could see the large, purple-ish head pop in and out of view over and over again as he used her tightly pressed cleavage as a fuck-canal. She could see precum glistening along the slit of his cock as he continued and knew that he too would soon be cumming. She could only imagine what her son would think if he ever knew that his two friends were doing this to his mother.
Unlike JJ, Ted offered no verbal warning for his orgasm. His pace quickened slightly but Donna failed to take any real notice. It was only when she felt the first wad of his cum smack beneath her chin that she realized he was cumming. She involuntarily looked down to his cock just in time to see the second volley of cum launch from his cock, striking her half-opened mouth directly on target.
Donna felt the third blast of cum strike her in the face even as the cum that had found its way into her mouth rushed into the back of her throat. She shook her head, hoping to avoid any more as the taste of his warm, salty man-juice took her by surprise. Donna swallowed it before realizing what she was doing and wanted to gag at the thought of it.
