This story was written in conjunction with 'Me and my big mouth'. Both are stand alone stories following a different character. I know I'm not the best writer, I write stories based on past fantasies when what I want isn't on here. Any writer who enjoys my premise but not the story, please feel free to re-write.
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It was a normal night for me at my friend Roberts house. Well, I say house, the lucky sod has rich parents and lives in a huge villa. Robert had issues understanding people and the world around him but many tried to befriend him for his family fortune. They were always very obvious about it and his parents turned them away. I met Robert when we were 12 but I wasn't really interested in a villa with a pool and everything. My life changed when I saw his sister, 14 year old Claire, the most perfect blonde I'd ever seen, it was love at first sight.
I befriended Robert, met their parents and they seemed to appreciate my lack of interest in their villa and money. I just feigned interest in Roberts interests and they fell for it, seemingly pleased that their son made a real friend. For the next 6 years I barely saw them, always working or treating themselves, though the household did kind of take me in over time. Unfortunately, I never saw much of Claire either, all my attempts of getting close to her being dismissed as she was always away at girls only swimming or dancing or just hanging with her friends, never giving me the time of day. Still, I would maintain this friendship with her brother and one day get my shot.
Then the day came. I was 18, Claire was 20. There had been a few nights when Claire returned home drunk and I insisted on helping her in the house, up the stairs, anything to feel her. I managed to get a few hugs off her when she was drunk which was amazing as her boobs are really big, probably double D's. This particular night she had friends round drinking in the living room. I had just gone down to get a drink of water when I heard giggling. I quietly approached the door to listen and heard the most magical thing coming from Claire's voice, words I will never forget: "It's just when guys stimulate them, it makes me so hot it more or less paralyses me". This was followed by howling and giggling.
Them? I quickly rationalised that she must have meant her breasts. Paralyses her? How much? My mind was spinning with questions and arousal. Then I noticed a silence followed by more giggling. I looked up and noticed one of her friends saw me standing there and they must all know I was eavesdropping. Feeling caught, I carried on to the kitchen, poured myself some water then returned upstairs.
All night I could think of nothing other than Claire's words and Claire's big tits. I heard all the goodbyes and saw it was 12:30am. Robert was asleep and Claire soon stumbled upstairs and went to bed. I waited an hour before I made my move. Encouraged by the fact she'd been drinking I slipped out of bed and approached her room. I quietly opened her door and slowly approached her bed. Her curtains were open and their fancy outdoor lights showed her perfect face. I approached her bed and saw her bra on the floor. I picked it up and could only just make out 34D. I was so excited and nervous. I dropped the bra, approached her bed and carefully pulled her covers back until I saw the most perfect thing I have ever seen.