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Joan Ch. 01

By: Mikro



All the Jo stories are based on fact with very little embellishment to enhance the story.

Chapter 01: Young Blood

When Jo and I first got together we were both getting over marriage break-ups mine was amicable and friendly hers was not

We were friends before we were lovers so I knew that her marriage had been a farce. Dominant husband whose idea of sex was climb on, pump, and climb off, always in missionary. To be honest as I was 13 years older than her, I never thought anything would happen between us.

Jo knew there was more to sex than she had experienced and once we got together, she found out that there was. I introduced her to oral and she loved it, she took to sucking cock like a duck to water. We tried every position we could think of, had sex outdoors, in public, anywhere and anytime. It depended on our mood; and it could be at an instants notice. 

We would drive around naked, going down the motorway until we came across a van or lorry and then she would go down on me, opening her legs in the window for the drivers to see, she loved it and wanted to try everything, she revelled in it.

The young girl across the road had been going out with this 18-year-old boy Jamie, but they had recently broken up because he was always with his two mates Craig 19 and Matt who was just recently 18, very quiet and immature. As the girl was our baby sitter, the boys had spent a lot of time in our house so when they split up all three would still come round with some cans of beer and spend the evening drinking. Often they would stay over but they knew what we were like and knew that if we disappeared for a while we were having a quick fuck. 

It was summer and for once, very hot. The lads were round as usual and we had been drinking and chatting for a while. As it was so warm, Jo was dressed in a thin top and short skirt. She did not wear a bra much these days as I was always ripping it off, and when we were home, she did not wear pants either. As I cut most of them off as well. 

"You know they fancy you don't you?" I said. I walked into the kitchen to get more beers and Jo followed me.

"Mm," she said, "I know." 

She started running her hands over my bollocks so I spun her round and lifted her dress up ramming my hard cock into her right in front of the window. Hearing a noise I stopped but didn't pull away, 

"Oh! Sorry." Craig said, dashing away.

We burst into laughter, which rather ruined the moment so we returned to the garden. It was obvious that Craig had told them what he had seen as silence, bowed heads and silly giggles greeted us.

"Ok so we were having it off in the kitchen, we don't only use the bedroom," I said, "in fact rarely ever." and laughed.

The thought of being caught had really turned Jo on. While not being too outrageous she did let them see more of her than she usually did, even changing her top for one more revealing, her skirt was revealing enough. Whatever Jo wore would be a turn on, she was a slim a size 10 but she had an aura about her and the way her hips moved used to drive me wild, I loved walking behind her and knew the lads did as well, I told her as much many times.

After a while she took my hand and said, "You'll have to excuse us boys we have some unfinished business." 

This time we went into the bedroom and Jo made a point of leaving the door ajar. She wasted no time getting on all fours facing the door, "Fuck me. Hard." She said.

I never needed telling twice and rammed up her wet pussy, "That turned you on didn't it? Craig walking in."

"Yes it did but not as much as them knowing we were fucking in the kitchen." she replied, reaching for my balls

I could tell she was close to orgasm already. "So what would you do if they walked in here right now? Eh what would you do?"

"Fuck you bastard. What do you think?"

"You tell me. It is you they want not me. What would you do if they stood at the end of the bed right now?"

"I would suck them off. I would suck them all." she shouted loudly. "Arrrgh yes I'm coming ohh yes, ohhhhh." 

That was all she needed to throw her into her orgasm. Loud and rampant like I had never seen her before, her eyes never leaving the door. The thought of them with there cocks in her mouth, and hearing her shout it aloud made me come hot and steaming into that swollen cunt.

As we uncoupled she said, "And what would you have done if I had?" Looking at me a little unsure.

"Me? I would have enjoyed every minute of it."

She smiled broadly "Really. You wouldn't get angry or anything?"

"You know what I'm like. Anything goes as long as all parties agree, and I mean anything." 

We went downstairs and back into the garden. Jo flopped down in a chair, legs out in front slightly spread, her dress leaving nothing to the imagination. "I needed that." she said, and they all gave out a nervous laugh.

They relaxed after I handed out the beers, as if it was an everyday occurrence that a woman screams she wants some boys cock to suck. As it got colder we went inside. The boys sat on the settee while Jo and I took the armchairs. The conversation was highly charged, with lots of sexual innuendo, and if the sexual side flagged, Jo or I would recharge it, mostly her. I was glad we had plenty of beers in the fridge.

"I think we better tone things down a little, I think you're turning them on." I could see semi erect dicks pushing at jeans.

"No we're not." Craig said, rather too quickly. "You and Jo are mates." He went bright red.

"Oh!" Joe said. "So if I whipped my top off it wouldn't matter to you three then?" she had a huge smile on her face.

"No, nno it wouldn't." Craig stammered. Not quite so sure now. The others looked on shaking there heads from side to side ,but not with very much conviction.

"That's ok then." Jo whipped her top off. She stood there letting them gaze at those hard firm tits mounted by swollen nipples, a huge smile on her face.

In unison their eyes went wide staring in shock. Jo moved over and sat on Craig's lap, lifted her feet up on to Jamie and reached back and brushed Matt's cheek. 

"It's so nice that they don't see me in that light. Isn't it Mike? So nice to know they couldn't fancy me?" With that she lay across the three of them looking at me.

"No it's not that." Craig said. "Oh shit."

"No no not...." This from Matt

"It's just that, well your.... Oh fuck." Jamie said. They all had there hands in the air, not daring to touch, not so much worried about Jo, more about me.

"Don't be cruel Jo." I said. "Don't tease them. And if she does, and it was me, my hands would be all over her to teach her a bloody lesson."

"Michael! How could you? Offering me to these poor boys in such a way." 

"Me! You cheeky cow. I'm not the one spread across them half naked. I'm just saying if I was over there I would take what I could get till you said stop. If you said stop." I laughed.

She turned round and straddled Craig, her tits only inches from his face, she leaned across to Jamie and stroked his face rubbing her tit against Craig's face. Leaning the other way she did the same to Matt. Still no one made a grab, she reached either side and taking one of Jamie's and one of Matt's hands, put them on her tits, looking Craig in the eyes smiling, she moved there hands in circles and when she let them go they stayed there.

A collective sigh seemed to hit the air, Craig started running his hand up her legs. She reached out and taking Matt and Jamie by there hair pulled them toward her tit's. Now they knew what to do, they took her in there mouths. Visibly shaking, Craig reached her pussy; slowly she pulled away from them. Walked back to her seat and sat down, a huge grin on her face.

"Mmmm that was nice. I can see you three enjoyed it." She smiled

"Did you get to her knickers then Craig?" I asked.

"No! She hasn't got any on." He said, embarrassed.

The others seemed to turn day glow. For the next hour Jo teased them relentlessly. The conversation was blatantly sexual between us, while the boys would drop in the occasional sexual comment. When it was time for them to leave Jo got up, once at the front door she said, "Say goodnight then." 

She thrust her tits forward. This time they didn't need encouragement all hands went to her tits and one went down to her pussy. She leaned against the wall for a moment eyes closed while they touched there fill. Then she stood up, kissed each of them on the lips and shuffled them out making sure no one outside saw she was almost naked. She grabbed my hand and led me into the living room.

"For fuck's sake shag me." She was so turned on she was shaking all over.

I bent her over and lifted her skirt. I didn't ram it in because I knew that was what she wanted. Instead I rattled the entrance, banging my erection on her clit before sliding slowly into her, then out again, bang the clit and slowly in. She was shaking more violently and stumbled forward catching herself at the window, I rammed it in hard "Arrrrrghhhhhh, yes," she screamed, "Ohh yes do it. Fuck it hard."

Her head was almost out the window, which was wide open, with another push she was out. Only her head, but the cold night air hit her full in the face. She was still moaning loudly when I noticed a movement in the bedroom of the house opposite, I pushed Jo further out the window and told her she was being watched, she looked up as a man appeared in the opposite window naked. "Ohhhh yes, here look at these." she offered her tit's up with her hands.

Her moaning got louder and, knowing she was being watched pushed her over the edge into orgasm. 

"Oh fuck I'm gonna come. Ohh yes, Ohhhhh yes Arrrgh Hmmmmm." Moaning out loud and with lots of thrusting back onto my erection her orgasm shuddered through her body. 

I felt my orgasm rising, third time today, powerful. "Arrrgnnnnn, oh yes he's watching me spunk into your cunt bitch. Give him a wave." 

She waved, doing her best not to fall, he waved back. As I finished coming she climbed out the window and pulled me through. Sitting me down she took me in her mouth. Making sure he could see she took me in deep and slow so he could catch every move. After a few minutes, she stood up, dropped her skirt and spreading her legs, bent down and picked it up. Then she flounced back into the house smiling at me as she passed. We went up to bed and curled up together we chatted about what had happened. 

"So why did you do it? The boys I mean."

"Hmmm, well, it's alright you saying it's ok. But it could be a different matter when you see someone groping me."

"And now that you've done it?" 

"You loved it, I was watching you, you loved every minute of it. I reckon you were hoping for a bit more."

"I expected nothing. I told you and them. You go as far as you want. When you say enough, then it stops."

"So if I had fucked them right there in front of you. What would you have done?" 

"Oh I love you. I would have waited to be invited to join in. If you didn't invite me, I would have watched. If you had taken them upstairs I would have waited here. Your in control of what happens to your body and who it happens with."

"Hmmm, that could be interesting, I might test you on that." she laughed. With that we snuggled up together and fell asleep.

All the next day Jo was in a strange mood. Dressed as usual, short skirt low cut top and nothing else. She teased, but no sex, which for us was extremely unusual. We stocked up with beers and about 7.30 pm, the boy's turned up. I let them in and Jo welcomed them, putting her arms around each one and giving them a sensuous body rubbing kiss. Once she had welcomed them all she leaned against the wall and said, 

"So boy's what about last night? Do you still only look at me in that 'mates' way now?" 

She spread her arms wide, beckoning them to her. Slowly the three of them moved in, Jamie and Matt on her tits and Craig, moving in and kissing her, slowly moving his hands up her skirt. This time he got a good feel before she moved away. 

"I am going for a bath. Give them a beer and come up in five minutes." 

She kissed me and went upstairs. I smiled at her then went into the kitchen; I grabbed the beers walking into the living room and offered them around. They all sat on the settee, quiet, tense, not knowing what to say or do.

"What's the matter guy's? You look worried about something. I thought you would be looking forward to this evening's entertainment." 

Not one of them said a word. They looked at each other and then at the floor. "Come on guys tell me or ask me. Whatever it is I will be honest and give you a straight answer." 

Still nothing "Ok!" I said, "Is it me?" 

They looked at each other and Craig said, "Well yeah. Why would you let it happen? She's your girlfriend. She's gorgeous but she's with you."

"Well let me make it plain to you so you can relax and enjoy her shall I? Jo is my partner, not my property. She is free to do who, and what she wants, and if that is you three then so be it. She doe is it with my blessing and with my full knowledge and support. Me? I will sit and watch or join in. Whatever or whenever she wants. I will not go mad, in fact, I will enjoy every minute of it, whatever you do to her or for her she will wake up with me in the morning. Probably looking forward to the next time, so make the most of it while you can because believe me you will never meet a woman like her again as long as you live. Shall we drink to a great fucking time?"

I raised my glass and they slowly did the same. They seemed a little more relaxed but there was still some tension in the air. They found it hard to accept that I wouldn't go mad until it was all over. "Right I have to go up and see her, back soon." 

I went upstairs and she was just getting out of the bath, I put my arms round her. "Are you sure about this?"

She looked up at me, "Do you mind? Really?"

"Is it what you want?" I asked.

"Ohh yes I am getting wet at the thought, but I don't want to upset you. I don't mind if you don't want me too." 

"Well then we are of the same mind because I am getting wet at the thought as well. If it's what you want to do then enjoy it. If you want me to join in then just say so. If you don't then I won't. I will enjoy it whatever." 

She smiled and reaching up kissing me passionately. "Give me two minutes and then send Matt up. When he comes down, I will tell him who to send next. I am going to enjoy myself with them. Then I am going to give you the best fucking you have ever had." Another kiss and she went off into the bedroom.

When I entered the lounge, Jamie was pacing up and down, while Craig and Matt were sitting where I had left them. I said nothing until it was time for Matt to go up "Ok Matt you're the lucky one to go first, you know where the bedroom is Enjoy."

Matt was a very shy18 year old that was adamant that he had been with a couple of girls and left them wanting more. He was good in bed, he said.

This is how Jo said it happened

Matt went upstairs and poked his head round the door, Jo had put on a thin white negligee and was standing in front of the bedside light, the look on his face as he saw everything, was wonderful, I don't think he had seen a naked girl in his life and definitely never a real woman.

Jo moved over to the door and took his hand, closing the door behind him. He was shaking so much he could hardly walk. She stood in front of him, and put his shaking hand on her tit. Then she kissed him. Sliding her tongue slowly into his mouth. His hand was kneading her tit freely now. Moving back slightly she undid the tie on her shoulder and let the negligee drop to the floor. His eyes followed it and then looked all over her body taking in her neatly trimmed pube's. She lowered his head to her tit "Feel it, taste it, use you lips and tongue to tease it."

She took his other hand and put it too her pussy, running it all over her mound and then opening her legs slightly, she slipped his finger into the damp slit. After a moment she moved around him and from behind ran her hands over his waist to his erection. He jumped slightly. Moving to his jeans she undid them and sliding her hands down his side took them down to his knees, she turned him around and pushed him onto the bed removing the jeans completely. Moving up the bed beside him she took his erection in her hand and rested her tit near his mouth, he needed no further encouragement, and he took it between his lips, fumbling with his hands at the other one, trying to be what he said he was. The great lover. She slowly moved off the bed and between his legs. She flicked her tongue around his crotch, flicking at his throbbing erection then slowly, very slowly, she took him in her mouth.

"Oh fuck." he gasped

She took her time, and tried not to put on too much pressure as she knew it would not take long before he splattered his come into mouth. His breathing was erratic and his head was going up and down banging on the bed covers. She played with his balls and ran a hand up his body and over his chest. As he neared orgasm, he speeded up. She could taste his sweet virgin precum.

"Ohh, Ohh Ooooooh" he shot his load in her mouth "Oh I'm sorry." 

He tried to pull away. She held him to her and sucked every last drop out of him. Once he was siphoned off, she lay beside him, gently playing with his cock. 

"Why were you sorry? It was good."

"Oh yeah it was fucking great, but I didn't last long and I couldn't take it out." he was almost in tears.

"I should think not." she said. "Even Mike don't last long when I suck him off. I love to swallow I just love the taste."

A big smile "Really. Oh but that was great. I never thought it would be like that." His excitement was obvious. She let him lay there for a few minutes playing with his limp dick then said, "Come on next one."

He put his jeans on and followed Jo to the door, she gave him a long kiss and said, "Tell Jamie to come up." He ran downstairs with a huge grin on his face, rushing into the lounge.

"Oh fucking hell. That was fucking brilliant. Jay she wants you next." Excitedly he flopped down next to Craig smiling broadly.

Jamie had been pacing up and down non-stop all night, nervous, drinking, "Well don't keep her waiting." I said, handing Matt a beer. "Welcome to the Jo club Matt."

Jamie went upstairs. Older than Matt Jamie was a good-looking lad who was very popular with the girls. They followed him everywhere, according to him he had had sex with at least six and an older woman as well, he knew everything.

He popped his head round the corner and Jo was standing as she was for Matt. The light behind her showing all. She held out her hand so he went in and closed the door behind him, moving to take her hand in his. She put his hand to her tit and kissed him long and sensuous. His hand fumbled like it did not know what to do, he did not move his mouth in the kiss and his breathing was in panic. Thinking he was about to come in his pants she moved behind him and undone his jeans much the same as with Matt, dropping them to the floor. Moving in front of him she slipped off the negligee and let him gaze on her naked body, eyes popped and chin dropped, he was shaking like a leaf almost collapsing. She kissed him again and took his hand and ran it over her pussy, which was getting wetter for each visitor. His hand dropped, she turned him round and lay him on the bed removing his jeans. Slowly she moved up his body until she reached his cock, laying soft, against his belly, she played with him and then took him in her mouth, she worked for some time without success.

Jo moved up and saw that he was crying softly "Come on I need a fag." Shelit one for herself and handed Jamie one as she moved up the bed to sit on the pillows.

"I'm sorry It's not that I don't want to or anything it's just....."


Joan Ch. 01



"Don't worry about it. I won't." Jo said. "This must be a bit strange for you."

She talked to him for half an hour about nothing in particular and then, "The others will be wandering where you are. Put your jeans on and send Craig up for me would you?" She gave him a smile and a kiss as she opened the door.

Jamie entered the lounge, "She wants you Craig. I have to go." With that he grabbed his coat and left.

Craig was 19, and 6' tall, not particularly good looking, but he was a great laugh. He openly admitted that he had been with two girls but one of them did not count because he was so drunk he fell asleep.

Craig walked into the room and shut the door. Standing back, he looked at what was on display, then hesitantly moved up to Jo and put his hands on her hips. She put her hands to his face and kissed him, long and soft. Slowly he lifted his hand to her tit squeezing it gently, his other hand going behind her and pulling her to him, tongues playing with each other. 'More knowledge than experience.' Jo thought to herself.

Jo was surprised how wet she was getting. She stepped back and let the negligee drop. He looked long and hard, running his hand over her tits as he did so. She took his hand and put it to her wet pussy, he explored freely, at last able to do what he wanted to do last night. While he explored her wet pussy, she undid his jeans, as they dropped to the floor he stepped out of them. 

She guided him to the bed and lying next to him took his erection in her hand playing with it gently. He leaned up and took her tit in his mouth running his tongue roughly over it and then sucking on it. She moved down his body and then slowly took him in her mouth. He gasped and his legs trembled as she took him deep. His hands still roaming over her body. She did not play this time, she wanted to taste him and soon she could hear his moans as the orgasm drew nearer, his hips moving in time with her mouth.

"Ohhhh, Ooohhhh Ohhhh,." She felt his come hit the back of her throat. She took it all and with a twisting motion sucked out any final droplets. "No wonder they wouldn't say what was happening up here. Jamie came down so shattered and said he had to go." he laughed.

Jo gave Craig a few minutes to calm down. "Tell Mike to come up will you. Give us five minutes and then you and Matt can join us." 

When Craig got downstairs he threw himself on the settee. "Fuck me!" he said, "that's some woman. She wants you now Mike. Me and Matt have to follow in five minutes."

I went upstairs and found Jo lying naked on the bed. A big smile on her face "Well what did they say? What happened to Jaime?"

"He came down, said he had to go, and just left. The others looked well knackered. What did you do to them?" I laughed

"Poor Jamie had problems but don't say anything to the others. Get in bed I want you."

I stripped off, and as soon as I got in bed she took my erection in her hand. I took her nipple between my teeth and nipped it lightly, she was high, every touch made her shiver. She took me in her mouth, slowly, taking it deep and then slowly out again. The boy's walked in and stood watching. Jo raised her head and lay out so they could see her body, legs slightly apart. 

"Strip." she said. Putting her hand to my head, she pushed me down to her pussy. She watched the others closely. "Eat me. Show them how it's done."

I twisted round so that my cock was there if she wanted it and ran my tongue over her inner lips slowly. Touching her clit. She jumped "Mmmm." she moaned. 

Both naked now, Matt got on the bed, while Craig sat in a chair watching. She took Matt in hand and turning to me took me in her mouth. I was licking her clit slowly and then moving down her pussy lips, then slowly back. She was moaning louder now so I speeded up. Her hips started moving and she was ramming me down her throat. A moment later my erection was in her hand and her head was rolling back and forth.

"Ohh yes. Ohhhh yes that's it, show them how. Arghhhhhhh yes ohhhhhhh nowwww." She rocked back and forth, rubbing Matt almost to orgasm without even knowing it.

After a moment to catch her breath she turned to Matt pushing him on his back. Both lads had been quiet, but his erection was all that was needed right now, Jo kissed him lightly, tongue slipping into his mouth, allowing her passion to rise with his, she straddled him, and slipped his cock into her wet throbbing pussy, the first he had ever truly fucked. Slowly she sank down on his erection and then back up, making sure he was comfortable. As soon as he started pushing into her by himself, she told me to stand in front of her. Once I was in position, she raised herself slightly and took me in her mouth again, sliding onto me and then down onto Matt, fucking us both at the same time.

All this time Craig had been sitting in the chair watching, it had certainly turned him on as his erection was throbbing "Don't just sit there there's room for one more back there." I said.

Craig looked at me questioningly "Her arse. She likes it up the arse."

"What? Really?" he said stunned. "Oh fuck really?"

Jo took me out of her mouth and shouted, "Yes really." She put me back in her mouth almost without losing her rhythm.

Craig moved behind her and as Jo felt him at the crack of her arse she stopped moving. "Ohhh yes." she moaned. "Now you three fuck me good and hard." With that she started moving again, a little faster now, as if she was fucking all three of us

The sight of her on all fours being butt fucked, cunt fucked and mouth fucked was just too much for me. Quietly I spunked into her mouth, her hand coming up to finish me off. She looked up at me smiling and then she fucked those boys as if her life depended on it. Matt was crushing her tits and as he came, he started crying. Jo was gasping now and hammering back onto Craig's cock. 

"Oh Craig. fuck it harder. Harder you shit harder." 

Craig, who was ramming into her arse as hard as he could threw his head back. "Arghhhhh ohhhh yeeeeeeesssss."

Jo grabbed my cock and pulled me down so our faces were next to each other. "He's gonna make me cooooooooome. Ohhhhhhh Craig ohhhhh you did it babe you did it, ooooooh yesssssssssss. Craigy baby you made me come, oh fuck yes yes ohh yes." She was almost in tears as she cried out. 

Matt did not know what to do. Tit is smashing into his face, he lay there hoping he would live to tell the tale. Slowly she came to a stop. Craig fell back on the bed, arms wide, he was in heaven. Jo slipped off Matt and pulling me down curled up in my arms, smiling, purring even.

I think it was only then that the boys truly believed that I was not going to kill them, as they both joined in the banter Jo and I had started.

Jo reached up and put a hand to each of there faces. "You both did so well. Better than I thought you would. In fact so well that we're going to have to do this a lot more." 

As she said it she looked at me for approval. "Too true we are. I was having problems keeping up with her demands on my own." This brought a huge smile to there faces

After a while Matt said that it was late and that he had to go home. Craig reluctantly went with him.

We never saw Matt or Jamie again. Craig was a regular visitor and after a while moved in with us, not sharing our room but sometimes our bed. Some nights Jo stayed in Craig's room for the night.

Mikro

More Jo to cum.



Joan Ch. 02



sa pagpapatuloy...

Nagpalipas ako ng isang linggo bago ako muling dumalaw kina Joan. Gabi na noon at kunwari'y naghahatid lang ako ng pagkain. Birthday kasi ng Nanay ko at medyo marami ang natira kaya't naisipan ko na ring dalhan ng konting handa sina Joan. Si Angelu ang nagbukas ng pinto at doon ko siya unang natitigan ng husto. Mas maputi si Angelu kaysa kay Joan, medyo mas mataas at kakaiba ang kagandahan. Inosenteng-inosente ang pagmumukha ni Angelu. Sixteen years old pa lang at magfi-first year college.

"Nasa kuwarto si Ate, pinapatulog ang baby" sabi niya. Pinaupo niya ako sa sala at dinala ang pagkain kong dala sa kusina. Titig na titig ako sa matambok niyang puwet na bakat sa kanyang paldang suot. Hindi ko namalayan na lumabas na pala si Joan mula sa kuwarto. nagulat ako ng tinapik niya ako sa balikat. "Kanina ka pa ba?" tanong niya sa akin. Sinabi ko ng kadarating-dating ko lang. Sumilip siya sa kusina at sinigurong di nakatingin si Angelu. Nang makasiguro ay bigla siyang humalik sa aking labi at dinakma ang titi ko na medyo tigas na. "Namiss kita" bulong niya.

Hindi ko alam kung ako ba talaga ang namiss niya o ang titi ko dahil dumiin ang pisil niya dito ng sinabi niyang namiss niya ako. Hindi na ako nagkaroon ng tiyempong gumanti dahil kumalas siya agad, natatakot na baka mahuli kami. Naupo siya at nagkuwentuhan kami. Si Angelu naman ay nagbalik na at naupo sa tabi ng Ate niya. Kinamusta ko si Michael. Lagi raw tumatawag at nagbabalak na ipaayos ang basement ng bahay. Dahil may alam ako sa pagkakarpintero ay nagboluntaryo akong tumulong kung sakaling matuloy man ang pagpapaayos ng basement. Ang pangunahing rason ay hindi para makatulong kundi para lagi akong makapunta kina Joan. Hindi rin ako nagtagal at nagpaalam na rin ako. 

Makalipas ang dalawang linggo ay tinawagan ako ni Joan. Ipapaayos na raw ang basement at gusto rin ni Michael na ako ang gumawa. Kinabukasan ng hapon ay nagpunta na ako kina Michael upang tignan ang basement. Si Joan ang sumalubong sa akin. Pagpasok ko ay agad na ni-lock ni Joan ang pinto sabay yakap at halik sa akin. Nagtaka ako at medyo kinabahan dahil baka makita kami ni Angelu. "Wala si Angelu nasa school para mag-enroll" sabi niya, ng makita ang aking expression. Hindi na ako nagpatumpik-tumpik pa at sinil ko na rin siya ng halik. "Doon tayo sa kuwarto" sabi niya sa akin. Kinarga ko siya habang tuloy ang halikan namin papasok sa kuwarto. Ibinaba ko siya sa kama. Hindi nagtagal ay pareho na kaming walang suot. Umibabaw ako sa kanya at hinalikan siya sa labi habang panay ang lamas ko sa suso niya. "Oohhh...." mahinang ungol ni Joan. Gumapang ang aking halik pababa. Isinubo ko ang isang utong niya at nilaro-laro iyon ng aking dila. Muling napaungol si Joan. Napahawak sa ulo ko. May konti pa ring gatas na nalabas sa suso ni Joan. "Ahhh....sige paahhh...." patuloy na ungol ni Joan. 

Muling dumausdos ang halik ko paibaba. Ibinuka ko ang kanyang mga hita. Muli kong napagmasdan ang basang puki ni Joan. Di na ako nakapagpigil. Inilabas ko ang dila ko at dinilaan ang hiwa ng kanyang puki mula ibaba pataas. "Oohhhh..... ang sarappppp..." ungol ni Joan. Tuloy ako sa pagdila ng kanyang hiwa, taas-baba ang aking dila. Sarap na sarap si Joan. Nasasabunutan ako sa sarap. Minsan naman ay naiipit ang ulo ko ng kanyang mga hita. Ginamit ko ang isang kamay ko at inilabas ang tinggil ni Joan. Kinalabit kalabit ko ng dila ko ang tinggil niya. "Ooohhhh....sshhhittttttt... ang sarap ng ginagawa moooo...." sabi ni Joan. Ginamit ko ang isang kamay ko at sinumulan ko siyang fingerin habang tuloy sa pagdilang kanyang tinggil. "Oohhhhh...... Ahhhhhh...." Pabiling-biling ang ulo ni Joan sa sarap na nararamdaman.

"Tama na yannn....pasukin mo na ako pleaseeee...." sabi ni Joan habang hinihila ako paakyat. Pumatong ulit ako at humalik sa kanya. Itinutok ko ang tigas na tigas kong titi sa naglalawang puki niya. Unti-unting bumaon ang titi ko. Kahit basang-basa ya masikip pa rin ang puki ni Joan. "Oohhhh...Ang sarrrrapppp....." ungol niya. Bumilis ang aking pagulos na lalong nakapagpasarap sa kanya. "Ahhhh.... sige paaaaa..." tumitirik ang mata ni Joan sa sarap. "Lalabasan na akooo..." paungol niyang sabi. Lalo kong binilisan at nilaliman ang pagulos. "Ayann naaaaaa..." pasigaw niyang ungol sabay yakap ng mahigpit sa akin. Humigpit ang pagpulupot ng kanyang mga binti sa katawan ko. Ramdam ko ang pagagos ng kanyang katas. Pumipintig-pintig ang kanyang puki.

Pinahiga niya ako at unti-unting naupo sa titi ko habang nakatitig sa akin. Bakas na bakas sa kanyang mukha ang libog. Napapikit siya ng nag-umpisa siyang magbaba-taas. "Ahhhh..... ang sarap ng titi mooo...." sabi niya. "Ramdam na ramdam ko ang laki ng titi moooohhh....." ungol niya habang hinihimas ang kanyang puson. Kinakapa siguro kung saang lugar umaabot ang titi ko. "Ohhhh.... ahhhhhh....." muling napuno ng ungol ang kuwarto.

"Lalabasan ulit akooohhhhh....." sabi ni Joan habang tuloy ang pagkabayo sa akin. "Ayan na akooohhhh...." ungol niya. Muling bumalot ang katas ni Joan sa titi ko. Hindi ko na siya binigyan ng tsansang makapagpahinga. Pinatuwad ko siya at muling ipinasok ang titi ko. "Oohhh....." napasubsob siya ng binilisan ko ng pagulos. Yapos-yapos niya ng mahigpit ang unan sa sarap na nararamdaman. "Uumpphhhh.....ang sarappp talagaaaa...." muling napuno ng ungol ang kuwarto. "Ayan na naman akoohhh....." sabi niya. Malapit na rin ako kayat lalo kong binilisan ang pagulos. "Sabay tayooohhh..." sabi ko. "Ayan nahhh..." halos magkapanabay na sabi namin. Nagsalubong ang aming mga katas, tumutulo sa dami. 

Pareho kaming napahiga pagkatapos. Muli niya akong hinalikan at nag-thank you sa pagpapaligaya ko sa kanya. Nagbihis rin kami kaagad at baka dumating ng maaga si Angelu. Sinabi niya sa aking kailangan niyang dalhin ang inaanak ko sa pedia dahil check-up nito. Iiwanan niya ako sa bahay upang maumpisahan ko na ang basement. Umalis siya matapos na makapagpahinga ng konti. Ako naman ay nagpunta na sa basement at inumpisahang magtrabaho. Makalipas ang isang oras ay nadinig kong bumukas ang pinto. Akala ko ay nakabalik na agad si Joan kaya't nagpatuloy lang ako sa pagtatrabaho. Alam kong bababain niya ako upang kumustahin. Nakalipas ang ilang minuto ay hindi pa rin siya bumababa sa basement kaya nagpasya akong pumanhik. 

Nang malapit na ako sa pinto ay natigilan ako, may naguusap. Boses ng isang lalaki at isang babae ang narinig ko. Dahan dahan akong sumilip para makasigurong hindi mga magnanakaw ang nasa loob ng bahay. Kinabahan ako ng nakita ko ang lalaki. Hindi ko kilala ang lalaking nakatayo sa may sala. Biglang lumabas sa paningin ko si Angelu lumapit sa lalaki. Naghalikan sila habang nagyayakapan. Boyfriend siguro ni Angelu. Nagpasya akong hindi magpakita sa kanila inilabas ko ang cellphone ko at kinunan ang dalawa. Tuloy ang halikan ng dalawa ang isang kamay ng lalaki ay humihimas sa puwet at ang isang kamay naman ay nasa suso ni Angelu. Naginit ako sa aking nakikita lalo na ng pinaupo si Angelu ng lalaki sa sofa at itinaas ang paldang suot. Lumitaw ang puting panty ni Angelu. May wetspot na sa sa panty niya. Ibinuka ng lalaki ang hita ni Angelu at hinubad ang panty. "Isang kiss lang ha" sabi niya. Hindi na ko nakatiis ng makita ko ang puki ni Angelu, inilabas ko ang aking titi at nagsimulang maglaro sa sarili. Manipis ang bulbol ni Angelu balahibong pusa pa. Dinilaan ng lalaki ang puki ni Angelu. "Oohhhh..." mahinang ungol niya. Nang akmang ipapasok ng lalaki ang daliri niya ay pinigilan siya ni Angelu. "Ang usapan natin" sabi niya. Parang natauhan ang lalaki at tumigil sa ginagawa. "Sige subo mo na lang ulit ako at baka di ako makapagpigil" sabi niya.

Tumayo ang lalaki sa harap ni Angelu. Binuksan niya ang zipper at inilabas ang titi ng lalaki. Dinilaan ni Angelu ang ulo at unti-unting sinubo ang titi ng lalaki. Medyo may kaliitan ang titi ng lalaki, naisusubo ng buo ni Angelu. "Bilisan mong magpalabas at baka dumating na si Ate" sabi niya. Nagtaas-baba ang ulo ni Angelu sa titi ng lalaki. Panay naman ang taas baba ng kamay ko sa titi ko habang ang isang kamay ay tuloy sa pagkuha. Sinasabayan ko ang paggalaw ni Angelu at iniimagine na titi ko ang subo niya. "Lalabasan na akoohh.." sabi ng lalaki sabay pigil sa ulo ni Angelu. Nilabasan na rin ako at nagtalsikan ang katas ko sa may hagdanan. 

Biglang may kumatok. Agad na nagtaas ng pantalon ang lalaki. Si Angelu naman ay nilunok ang lahat ng katas ng lalaki. Hindi na niya nakuha pang mag-panty itinago na lang sa bag niya na nasa upuan. Binuksan niya ang pinto. Si Joan dumating na at di mabuksan ang pinto dahil karga ang baby. "Ate, boyfriend ko si Bobby" sabay turo sa lalaking nakaupo sa sala. "Hello!" ang nakangiting bati ni Joan. "Sinamahan lang niya ako habang wala ka pa Ate" sabi ni Angelu. "Oo nga po" sabi ng lalaki. "Aalis na rin po ako ngayong nandito na kayo" dagdag pa nito. Hindi na rin siya pinigilan ni Joan. Hinatid ni Angelu sa may gate ang lalaki. "Pinagmiryenda mo ba yung bisita mo?" tanong ni Joan sa kapatid. "Oo Ate, pinagmiryenda ko siya". Napangisi ako sa narinig ko. Kakaibang miryenda ang pinakain ni Angelu sa boyfriend.

"Si Kuya Joaquin mo ba pinagmiryenda mo rin?" tanong ulit niya. "Kuya Joaquin? Andito ba si Kuya Joaquin?" medyo kinakabahang tanong ni Angelu. "Oo inuumpisahan ng gawin ang basement" sabi ni Joan. "Sorry Ate hindi ko alam na naandito si Kuya Joaquin" ang palinga-lingang sabi ni Angelu. "Mabuti pa ay puntahan mo sa basement at paakyatin mo muna para magmiryenda" sabi ni Joan.

Nagmadali akong bumalik sa basement at kunwari ay tuloy-tuloy ang paggawa. "Kuya Joaquin, magmiryenda ka raw muna" bungad ni Angelu. "Oy, andito ka na pala" sabi ko. Napahinga ng malalim si Angelu sa nadinig. Bakas ang tuwa, akala niya ay hindi ko alam ang nangyari dahil di ko alam na naandito na siya. "Sige susunod na ako" sabi ko. 



Joan Ch. 02



Joan rolled off and lay alongside me, her right breast draped across my chest, her legs intertwined with mine and her face tucked against my face and neck. As she lay there I ran my hand slowly along her back, feeling the softness of her skin and the curve of her body. I ran my fingers along the whole length of her back down to her curvy backside, then back along her spine, across her arms and down around her magnificent breast outlining its shape. I kept caressing her like this for at least twenty minutes until we both drifted off to sleep. Our bodies never once disengaging from each other, we were probably like this for half an hour before I started to stir again.

I started kissing Joan's hair and face, very gently, not wanting to wake her, but her soft moans gave her away. She looked up at me and said, "that was wonderful, I haven't felt this good in such a long time."

With that we started kissing again -- I can't tell you how good she tasted and how fantastic it felt to have this big soft woman in my arms and against my body. Feeling the weight of her breast across my chest was unbelievable. I wanted to repeat the whole adventure again, from start to finish, but after such an intense session I needed more time to get my cock back to working order. 

I don't know whether she knew or not that I needed a little more time to reinflate but she asked me if I needed to leave yet -- may be it was reassurance she wanted, that this was not a one off. At the same time I really didn't know what Joan was expecting either. So I suggested that we have dinner together.

Joan looked surprised at this suggestion.

"Do you really want to take me out for dinner." She asked. 

"Of course I do, why ever not?" I said.

She laughed and said, "Well I'm not really a slim young dolly bird that you'd normally go out to dinner with am I?"

I moved away so I could look her in the face and replied... "Joan you are the most sensual woman that I have every held in my arms, making love to you has been something that I've wanted to do since the day I first saw you. You have been on my mind and in my fantasies every day and today has been the most wonderful experience. Come on let's get dressed and go and get something to eat, I need to recharge."

"Ok." She said. "Would you like a shower before we go out?"

"No, no I want to go out smelling of sex and especially of you, I don't want this feeling to end."

That seemed to reassure Joan and she got up off the bed to start to get dressed. 

"Are you going to get dressed?" she asked. 

"Yeah, of course!" I replied, "but do you mind if I watch you getting dressed first?" Joan looked a little puzzled but noticed my playing with my flaccid cock, which was starting to re-energise slowly.

She smiled again, "well what would you like me to wear?"

I knew exactly what I wanted to see her in, but going naked to a restaurant was probably not a good idea. "Something sexy and elegant, like you always dress." Was my considered reply.

"Alright, I'll see what I can do. I don't want you looking at those slim young dolly birds do I?"

As I lay on the bed Joan started getting ready. Just watching her walking around the bedroom picking up her cloths that had been scattered across the floor was a visual feast in itself. As I already knew she had fantastic legs, but seeing them come up to her hairy pussy below her solid torso was just delicious. Spreading out across her torso were those enormous breasts. Yes, they sagged but at the same time they were incredibly full and firm. It looked like for every inch of sag the volume and firmness doubled. The very top of her breasts showed the signs of sun exposure, which gradually blended down to the milky white of the main part of those enormous tits. Stretch marks laced the top and sides and through the white skin I could make out blue veins beneath. Her nipples weren't huge but they rounded off the tips of her breasts beautifully.

I was so focused on taking in everything I could see and at the same time slowly feeling my cock I didn't notice Joan stop for a moment.

"You really do like this don't you?" she said.

"You're awesome, simply stunning." I replied. 

She smiled and started moving about again, although this time she knew she was putting on a show. With that she stretched her arms above her head and tilted her head back, giving herself a good stretch. She then bent forwards at the waist to pick up her bra. Her breasts hung straight down and swayed with every move. This was getting too much for me, so I got off the bed and moved behind her, my semi erect cock, rapidly gaining form, now between her bum cheeks. I reached around with both arms to grab her tits. I lifted them; I swung them and pinched the nipples. I turned Joan to face her large mirrored wardrobe. We both looked at each other, although my cock was now hard I knew I was nowhere near ready to cum yet, but I needed to be in her again. So I let her tits fall free and guided my cock into her wet pussy. Joan let out a deep moan and pushed back on my cock. My eyes fixed on the mirror, watching her enormous tits swing back and forth with every thrust.

After a couple of minutes of this Joan pulled away, stood up and turned to face me, wrapping her arms around my neck and pulling me close, kissing me deeply. 

She then pulled away saying "come on we'll never get anything to eat if we keep this up, help me put this on" as she reached for her bra.

How could I argue with that? I watched in amazement as Joan slipped both arms into the bra and literally scooped her breasts into the massive bra cups. Turning her back to me and at the same time giving my cock a good squeeze she asked me to do the bra up. As I was doing the bra I began kissing her back, shoulders and neck. She almost seemed to be ignoring me as she focused on arranging her breasts comfortably in each bra cup. She reached in with one hand and grabbed her tit and pulled it this way and that and then with the other hand did the same to the other breast. Finally, she adjusted the bra from the outside pulling the heavy under-wire down and under her tits. I turned her to face me and ran my hands and face across those beautiful bra covered breasts, nibbling at her nipples and squeezing with my hands. I sensed Joan was getting impatient but her hand running up and down my cock told me otherwise. This time I showed some self-control.

"OK, I'm getting dressed, the sooner we eat the sooner I get to eat you." I said.

Joan laughed, "You've got a deal."

It didn't take me long to get dressed, so I sat back down on the bed and watched Joan. She was now sitting at a small dressing table doing her hair and make up, which was a total mess after our previous lovemaking. Once that was done she pulled on a knee length grey woollen skirt, then black three-inch heels. The woollen skirt clung to every inch of her gorgeous body -- it was incredibly sexy without looking sluttish. Around her neck she double looped a long string of pearls.

"Now, what top shall I wear?" Joan asked with mischief in her voice.

All I could think of was how perfect she looked at that moment. "Whatever you like." I said.

Joan moved to the wardrobe and started looking through the draws, she then pulled out a pink cashmere cardigan saying, "I think this will look nice." Joan turned away from me and pulled the cardigan on. I could see her stretching the material around to the front and she seemed to take an eternity to do all the tiny buttons up at the front. When she turned to face me I could hardly believe my eyes.

"So, how do I look?" she asked.

"Oh, fuck!" Was all I could say.

"I'll take that as a positive." She said smiling.

Standing in front of me was a very classy, incredibly sexy middle aged woman who was wrapped in a tight pink cashmere cardigan, with every button, except those below her huge tits, staining to contain her delicious flesh. The pearl necklace just emphasised the dimensions of her huge chest as it hung away from her body, and her delicious arse encased in a conservative knee length skirt. Sexy and elegant? Absolutely.

I stood and walked over to her and ran my hands over every inch of her. God, she felt good. I couldn't wait to have her again.

Arriving at the restaurant, we waited for the "Maitre de" to organise our table, I could sense a lot of male eyes were on us, or should I say on Joan, and as we were shown to our table you could sense the confusion on the faces of the men staring. They just didn't know what to make of the pair of us, what the nature of the relationship was. She looked amazing, but not cheap. I guess it's not every day that you get to see such an impressive woman.

We ordered our meals and shared a bottle of red wine, the waiters seemed particularly attentive to our needs and were more than willing to top up our wine glasses or refresh our water. Funny though, they never seemed to look at me, their eyes clearly focused on Joan's jutting breasts. Thankfully, they were discrete, and who could blame them.

The conversation flowed freely; we were now getting to know each other. Joan had a son and a daughter who both lived inter-state and she told me about her divorce ten years earlier -- much of this I already knew, but I didn't let on for fear of being found out as totally obsessed with her.

She had dated a couple of men in the previous years, yet as she explained, they all treated her poorly, she had decided to avoid relationships, enjoy her work, stay in touch with her adult children and take life as it came.

Throughout the meal Joan would occasionally brush a bread crump from her top and play with her pearls. However, I concentrated on keeping eye contact with Joan and avoided leering at her breasts, although I know she caught me looking a number of times she never said anything.

We finished the bottle of wine and ordered coffee to complete the meal. I excused myself and went to the gents, when I got back to the table I couldn't help but notice that the top three buttons of her top were now undone -- just giving a hint of cleavage. Again, I did my best not to stare. 

With all that had happened this afternoon I decided to ask the obvious question.

"So how come I'm so lucky to have had an outrageously good afternoon and be sitting here having dinner with such a gorgeous woman."

Joan hesitated for a moment and then replied... "You never pushed, you never made unseemly comments or tawdry jokes, and you were always pleasant. I knew from the moment we first met that you were attracted to me, but I thought like all the rest of the clowns in the office you'd either treat me as someone beneath you because I work in the service centre or that you'd just stare and that would be that. I am a fair bit older than you."

This was getting interesting I thought as Joan continued.

"Over the years I've had so many men approach me as some sort of disposable item. I never actually thought anything was going to happen between us -- you just seemed a nice, well-mannered man. It really hadn't entered my mind until this afternoon. Of course, in my naughtier moments I knew what I wanted you to do to me. So I took life as it came and I'm glad I did."

Joan hesitated for a moment.

"I hope we have some more pleasant times."

My simple reply was to ask her if she'd like to have dinner with me on Saturday night.

"That would be lovely" Joan beamed.

With that I looked around the restaurant to catch the waiters eye and asked for the bill. When I turned back to face Joan my eyes almost jumped out of my head, at least another four buttons had mysteriously come undone. I was staring at a mile of cleavage, and Joan's hands gently moving up and down the now very open top of her cashmere cardigan. The look on the waiters face when he brought the bill over was priceless. Needless to the he got a solid tip, because I wasn't about to wait for the change.

As we walked back to the car I put my arm around Joan, pulled her close to me and thanked her for such a wonderful night. Opening the passenger door of the car we turned to each other and kissed deeply and frantically. "Take me home" was all she said.

As we drove back towards her house, Joan held my hand and gently kissed and sucked my fingers; she then traced my hand down her chest, along her legs and then back to her mouth. "I hope I'm not distracting you?" she whispered.

As we entered her house we headed for the bedroom, Joan kicked her shoes off and dropped her skirt and panties to the floor, my clothes littered the path from her front door to her bedroom. Joan started to undo her top,

"No, leave it on for the moment" I said somewhat desperately.

I pushed Joan back onto the bed, spread her legs and pushed my cock deep into her cunt. She let out cry of pleasure as I pushed as deeply into her as I could. Back and forth I pushed while holder her knees wide open, watching these two enormous upright mountains of flesh move and shudder with every thrust. Joan's hands alternated between playing with her hair and forcefully kneading her massive tits. She was obviously enjoying the pleasure of a hard fuck and the softness of her own cashmere encased tits.

On the next deep thrust I wrapped my arms around Joan's waist and flipped her on top of me, Joan leaned back pushing down as hard as she could on my cock, lifting her tits with both hands and squeezed as hard as she could. She then fell forward onto my chest, shuddering to orgasm, her hair and pearls hanging down around my face, her massive tits bludging out of their soft confinement pressing hard against me. My cock began pulsing cum deep within her pussy.

Man, I couldn't wait till Saturday night.



Joan Ch. 03



Para sa iba pang parte ng Joan at iba pang mga kuwentong isinulat sa wikang tagalog, pantasya.com po lamang ang inyong puntahan. 

sa pagpapatuloy... 

Itinigil ko ang aking ginagawa at sumunod sa itaas. Nakahain na sa mesa ang miryenda. Nakaupo sa may sala ang magkapatid,nilalaro ni Angelu ang bata at kumakain naman si Joan. Kumuha ako ng pagkain at nagpunta sa sala upang doon na rin kumain.Kinamusta ko si Joan kung kumusta ang pagpunta nila sa pedia. Kailangan raw nilang bumalik bukas upang bakunahan ang inaanak ko. Naubusan daw kasi kanina.

Tinanong ako ni Joan kung hanggang saan na ang nagagawa ko sa basement. Sabi ko ay medyo nahihirapan ako dahil madilim. Pundido kasi ang isa sa mga bumbilya at wala akong makitang hagdan. Tinanong ko siya kung meron silang hagdan para mapalitan ko ang pundidong bumbilya. Wala raw at ang ginawa lang nila dati ay ipinatong ang isang silya sa lamesa. Alam kong hindi ako puwede sa ganoon dahil hindi ako kakayanin. Nag-volunteer si Joan na tutulungan ako pagkatapos naming kumain. Siya ang magpapalit ng bumbilya habang inaalalayan ko ang silya sa ibabaw ng mesa. 

Patapos na kaming kumain ng umiyak ang inaanak ko. "Naku nagugutom na rin ang baby ko" sabi ni Joan. Kinuha niya ang baby sinabing padededehin niya muna. "Angelu, ikaw na muna ang tumulong sa Kuya Joaquin mo sa pagpapalit ng bumbilya" sabi niya habang papunta sa kuwarto karga ang baby.

Hindi na nakatutol si Angelu. Nagpunta kami sa basement pagkatapos kong kumain. Inilagay ko ang lamesa sa tapat ng pundidong ilaw at ipinatong ang isang silya sa ibabaw. Medyo atubili si Angelu na pumanhik sa ibabaw ng mesa. Siguro ay dahil sa nakapalda siya pero naalala ko na wala nga pala siyang panty! "Akyat na, wag ka magalala di ako titingin" sabi ko sa kanya.

Pumanhik na nga siya sa lamesa at ako naman ay hawak ang silya habang nakatungo. Tumuntong na siya sa silya at nagumpisa ng palitan ang bumbilya. 

Habang inaalis niya ang bumbilya ay naground yata siya. "Ayyy.." sigaw niya. Napatingin ako sa kanya. "Nakuryente ako Kuya" sabi ni Angelu. Di ko na rin maiwasang mapatingin sa ilalaim ng kanyang palda. Napakaputi ng kanyang binti at hita dahil sa medyo madilim ay hanggang hita lang ang aninag ko. "Ground lang yan" sabi ko sa kanya. Iniabot ko ang bagong bumbilya para ilagay niya. Unti-unti niyang inikot ang bumbilya, ako naman ay hindi na inalis ang tingin sa may hita niya. Biglang nagliwanag at nasilaw si Angelu. Napapikit siya sabay hawak ng mga kamay sa mata. "Nakakasilaw" sabi ni Angelu habang bumababa sa silya. Inalalayan ko siya dahil para siyang hilo sa pagkakasilaw. 

Habang bumababa ay nasilayan ko ang kanyang puki. Hindi na ako nakapagpigil at ng makatuntong siya sa lamesa ay gumapang ang kamay ko sa binti niya paitaas. "Ayyy...Kuya ano ka ba!" sabi sa kin ni Angelu habang tinatabig ang kamay ko. Hindi siya makagalaw ng ayos dahil nasa ibabaw pa siya ng lamesa. Inalis ko ang kamay ko sa pagkakahawak at tinitigan si Angelu.

"Nakita ko kayo ng boyfriend mo at lahat ng ginawa ninyo" wika ko. Napanganga si Angelu sa sinabi ko. Nagumpisang nagilid ang luha sa kanyang mga mata.

"Kuya please, huwag na huwag mong sasabihin kay Ate" sabi niya sa akin. Sinabi niya na minsan lang daw nila ginagawa iyon at hanggang doon lang sila. Virgin pa siya at pinagbigyan lang niya ang boyfriend dahil sa birthday nito. Mula sa pagkakatayo ay pinaupo ko siya sa lamesa at kinausap. "Huwag kang magalala, hindi ko sasabihin sa Ate mo", medyo natuwa siya. "Sa isang kundisyon" dagdag ko. Sinabi ko sa kanya na bukod sa nakita ko sila ay nakunan ko pa sila ng video sa cellphone. Tinanong niya kung ano ang kundisyon. Gagawin daw niya kahit ano para lang di malaman ng Ate niya na siguradong palalayasin siya at titigil sa pagpapaaral sa kanya.

"Gusto kong matikman ang natikman ng boyfriend mo". Nanlaki ang mata ni Angelu sa sinabi ko. Sinabi kong siya mismo ang pagbuburahin ko ng video pag sinunod niya ako. Nawalan na siya ng pag-asa at alam niyang iyon na lang ang kanyang pagasang makalusot.

Dahan-dahan ko nang ibinaba ang zipper ng aking pantalon at binuksan ang butones. Bumagsak ang aking pantalon at brief na lang ang natira. "Ikaw na ang magtuloy" sabi ko sa kanya. Medyo alanganin siyang unti-unting hinubad ang aking brief. Napanganga siya at medyo natulala ng tumambad ang titi ko sa kanya. Hindi pa ito masyadong tigas pero doble na ng laki kumpara sa boyfriend niya. Hinawakan ko siya sa may ulo at inilapit sa titi ko. Hinawakan niya ito at unti-unti ng isinubo ang ulo. "Ahhh...ang init ng bibig mo" paungol na sabi ko. Hindi na rin siya nagalangan at unti-unti ng lumalim ang kanyang pagsubo. Parang sarap na sarap siya at parang may mahinang ungol akong nadidinig mula sa kanya. Tumigas ng maigi ang titi ko habang panay ang pagtaas-baba ng ulo ni Angelu sa titi ko. May mga sandaling itinitigil niya ang ginagawa upang tingnang maigi ang titi ko. Hindi siya makapaniwalang lumaki pa ng ganito ang titi ko. Medyo lagpas lang ng kalahati ang kaya niyang isubo at nabibilaukan na siya. 

Hindi nagtagal ay naramdaman ko nang malapit na akong labasan. Napangisi ako habang tinititigan ang kanyang ulong taas-baba sa titi ko. Enjoy na enjoy siya sa pagsubo. "Ayan na ako..." sabi ko sa kanya. Lalo niyang binilisan ang pagsubo na lalaong nagpasarap sa nararamdaman ko. Tumalsik ang katas ko sa loob ng bibig ni Angelu. Tuloy lang siya sa pagsipsip.

Nang masiguro niyang said na ang katas ko ay nilunok niya lahat ng naipong katas sa bibig niya.

"Ang laki ng titi mo Kuya" sabi niya sa akin pagkatapos. Iniangat ko ang kanyang ulo at hinalikan siya sa labi, napapikit siya. Pagdilat ay kita ko sa kanyang mga mata ang libog. 

Isinuot ko na ang aking brief at pantalon. Habang naupo siyang muli sa lamesa. "Akina ang cellphone mo Kuya" sabi niya. Tumingin ako sa kanya sabay sabing "Meron pang natikmang iba ang boyfriend mo". Lumapit ako sa kanya at hinalikan siyang muli sa labi. Dala marahil ng libog ay lumaban na rin siya ng halikan . Nagespadahan ang aming mga dila. Gumapang naman ang aking mga kamay sa kanyang ilalalim ng kanyang blouse. Tinanggal ko ang hook ng bra niya at ipinatong ang mga kay ko sa kanyang mga suso. Tulis na tulis ang mga ito at lalong nakadagdag ng tulis ang matitigas niyang mga utong.

Napaungol siya sa ginawa ko. "Oohhh... Kuya, ang sarappp...." paungol na sabi niya. Kumalas ako sa pagkakahalik at ibinuka ang kanyang mga hita. Hindi gumagalaw si Angelu, hinihintay ang susunod kong gagawin. Tamang-tama ang pagkakaupo niya sa lamesa. Naupo ako sa silya at itinaas ko ang kanyang palda. Tumambad sa akin ang puki ni Angelu. Pikit na pikit ito pero basang-basa. 

Hindi na ako nagdalawang isip pa at hinalikan ko ang kanyang puki. Inilabas ko ang aking dila at dinilaan ang kanyang hiwa. Napapapikit siya at napahawak sa ulo ko. "Kuya tama naaa..." sabi niya. Inilabas ko ang tinggil niya t dinilaan iyon. "Tama na Kuya, ayoko naaahhh.." paungol na pagtutol ni Angelu. Sinupsop ko ang tinggil niya. "Ohhh....ang sarapppp..." ungol niya. Nawala na ang pagtutol isinasalubong na niya ang kanyang puki sa pagsupsop at pagdila ko. 

Nanlaking muli ang mata ni Angelu. "Lalabasan na ako Kuya, ayan naahhh..." sabi niya. Nasasabunutan niya ako sa sarap na nararamdaman. Hindi ako tumigil at tuloy-tuloy pa rin ang pagkain ko sa puki niya. Unti-unti kong ipinasok ang isa kong daliri. Kahit basang-basa ay napakasikip ng puki niya. "Oucchh" sabi niya ng napalalim ang pasok ng daliri ko. Virgin na virgin pa nga siya. Itinuloy ko na lang ang pagdila at pagsupsop sa hiwa at tinggil niya. "Oohh...Aahhh... ang sarap ng ginagawa mo Kuya" ungol niya. Nakuntento na lang ako na kalahati lang ng daliri ko ang nakapasok sa puki niya. Nilabasan pa siya ng tatlong beses bago ako tumigil sa pagkain sa kanya. Sa tuwing lalabasan siya ay parang iniipit ang aking daliri. Napakasikip pa ng puki niya. Tinanong ko siya kung ano ang alam niya sa sex. Malimit daw siyang mag masturbate pero hanggang sa paghimas lamang sa kanyang hiwa at tinggil ang ginagawa niya. Hindi niya ipinapasok an daliri niya at ang daliri ko ang unang nakapasok sa puki niya. Magpapasubo sana akong muli ng tawagin siya ng Ate niya. Nagmamadali siyang nagayos at pumanhik sa itaas. Nagtuloy naman ako sa aking pagtatrabaho. Makalipas ang ilang oras ay tumigil na ako at pumanhik sa itaas. Nagpaalam na ako kay Joan at sinabing babalik na lang ulit kinabukasan upang tapusin ang aking ginagawa.

"Ako na maghahatid sa gate kay Kuya" singit ni Angelu. Nagtataka man ay hinayaan na ni Joan ang kapatid na ihatid ako sa gate upang saraduhan ito paglabas ko. Nang malapit na sa gate at masiguro ni Angelu na di siya madidinig ng Ate niya ay tinanong niya ulit ako tungkol sa cellphone. Sinabi kong nakita ko lang sila at di totoong nakunan ko sila. Nahampas niya ako sa braso. "Loko ka Kuya" sabi niya na parang galit. "Walang makakaalam ng lahat ha Kuya" parang nagmamakaawa niyang sabi sa akin. "Wala ni sinuman" sabi ko. "Thank you" na lang ang nabanggit ko paglabas ng gate. "Thank you din" nakangising sagot ni Angelu.



Joan Ch. 03



Thursday morning I arrived at work a little before 8 am, with a smile on my face. The night before with Joan had been better than anything I could have possibly imagined. I had a mountain of work to get through, but still my thoughts kept running back to what had happened just a few short hours before.

Between getting through all the emails that I had to answer from the previous afternoon and having cock stiffening flash backs to the night before I could hardly concentrate on anything. I found myself looking up as the phone operators came into work -- but no Joan. A hundred things were running through my head, how would we face each other at work, how was she expecting me to act. 

It was getting close to 10 am and I still hadn't seen Joan arrive, I guessed her car was not ready or maybe she had taken the day off. It was starting to drive me crazy. Hell, I didn't even have her phone number, I just had to see her or talk to her, just to follow up on the night before.

By about 10.30 am I was pretty much up to speed with my work and headed towards the communal kitchen to make a coffee. A couple of the other employees were making their way out of the kitchen as I walked in. No odd looks, or sniggers, it was just as if nothing in the world had changed. I don't know why it is, but after a night of total sexual and fantasy fulfilment you sort of expect the world to be a different place. It never is, but that never stops you thinking it will be.

I had my head in the fridge looking for milk that was still in date, when Joan's voice from behind broke my search. "Good morning." 

My heart almost jumped out of my mouth. For a few brief seconds I just kept my head in the fridge. This was ridiculous I thought I don't know what to say, how to act, what she expected. It wasn't as if she was my first, for Gawd sake, I'd been with plenty of women -- no world records or anything but certainly enough to not loose my cool. So summoning up all my coolness I bravely responded.

"Oh hi, good morning, how are you? Did you get your car sorted out?"

Joan responded with the slightest of smiles on her face. "Yes, they took a little longer this morning than expected, but the bus to drop me near the shop was running late anyway."

Joan started making her own coffee. So here we both were alone in the small work kitchen and I'm struggling to think of things to say, knowing that at any second some jerk from accounts is likely to walk in. As I put the milk back in the fridge and turned to pick up my coffee cup, which was just next to the cup Joan had made, we were literally standing within inches of each other. Joan's little finger traced a line across the back of my hand. It was so slight that had there been a hundred people packed into the kitchen none would have seen it or thought anything of it if they had seen it. For me it was like a lightening bolt.

Joan turned to leave the kitchen just ahead of me, turned her head over her shoulder, smiled and left with a parting chorus of "have a nice day."

I managed to get back to my desk without spilling my coffee or scaring anyone with my very erect cock. The woman had totally unsettled me. So for the rest of the day I pretty much hold up in my office switching between doing the job at hand and running images of holding this deliciously huge breasted middle age woman in my arms again and fucking her silly.

One thing that did play on my mind was what she was wearing today. Yeah, it was exactly the same outfit she had on the day I first saw her, that crisp white blouse that was straining against the enormity of her breasts, a bright blue jacket that was never ever going to close at the front. Yep, she was teasing me.

About 4.30 pm I saw an email come up from Joan in my inbox. It simply read... "We need to talk, can you drop by for a coffee (and just a coffee) after work." I replied immediately... "Yeah sure, I need to finish off a few things here, so about 6.30 pm OK?" Her response was almost as fast as mine. "See you then."

How many times have I heard those words, we need to talk, oh I know, every time the shit is about to hit the fan.

Knocking on Joan's door I was expecting to hear that it was nice but no more. When the door opened I was surprised to see a very happy Joan standing there, her soft hands reached up to my face and she pulled my lips to hers and gave me a short sharp kiss. She then ushered me inside and into the lounge room, sitting me down on the couch I was offered a glass of wine. I thought to myself this might not be as bad as I expected.

I watched Joan as she poured the wine for both of us. She had changed since finishing work, she was now dressed in black casual pants and one of those wrap around tops that tie off around the waist, leaving plenty of cleavage and basically wrapping her enormous breasts tightly. My immediate reaction was to get very hard. The way the top was tied it also provided extra lift to her massive tits, even though they were already well supported by her bra. Although her blue top was not see through I could clearly make out the frilly pattern embossing the huge cups and the extra heavy stitching forming the cups of the lower half of the bra cup. Her arse and thighs looked a little bigger in the tight pants than her usual skirt, but they tapered down beautifully to her slim ankles.

She sat down next to me and offered up her wine glass.

"Cheers" she said. I responded, "Cheers, I'm so glad to see you again." 

We both took a health sip of our wine. The way Joan was sitting her breast jutted over her thighs but at the same time they were being pushed upwards by her knees. This had the delicious effect of pushing a huge amount of her breasts up and out of her wrap top. My cock was getting harder and harder by the minute. Joan reached over and ran her hand up and down my covered cock giving it a little squeeze as she did so.

"I just love the effect I have on you and I really like the effect you have on me." She said as she took my hand and placed it on the hardening nipple beneath the bra. "But that's why we need to talk." She continued. "I don't want you to feel uncomfortable at work around me, this is something we share outside of work and it's no one's business but ours. I don't want the gaggle of crows talking in the call centre anymore than you. Work is work and what we decide to do with our time and for how long is up to us. OK?"

"That's fine with me. I'm sorry if I came across a little flustered today, but you know what you do to me." I started to massage her heavy breast through her top and bra. "Every time I see you I get rock hard and that's not such a good thing in the office." I said smiling. 

"You're so sweet" she said as she leaned into my massaging hand and kissed me.

We must have sat on the lounge for a least a good half hour kissing and fondling each other. The softness of Joan's face and lips was just so erotic against my face, her perfume, and the smell of her hair. Our tongues alternated between fighting with each other and our lips trying to suck the others tongue deeper into our mouths. All the while her hand was stroking my hard cock and I gently and forcefully kneaded her breasts.

Eventually Joan pulled away from me pulling open her top.

"Please baby, please suck my tits."

I pushed Joan back on the couch and pulled first one tit and then the other over the top of the large bra cups and scoped up the massive amount of flesh in my hands and dropped my mouth to her elongated nipples. For me, this was absolute heaven.

I just kept sucking and squeezing her massive chest, pulling the breasts together, licking both nipples, dropping one tit and squeezing the other to emphasise the nipple, bitting and sucking and then lifting her breast up to her mouth so we could both suck on the gorgeous nipple. Our tongues alternated between her nipple and our mouths. The skin of her breasts was just so perfect, soft and firm at the same time. I was completely lost in worshiping her massive chest.

I was so preoccupied by my breast fixation that I didn't even notice that Joan had pushed her right hand under pants and was fingering her pussy -- that is until I could feel her breath quicken. Looking down I saw her hand feverously working her cunt.

Without stopping my breast worship I offered Joan all the encouragement she needed.

"Yes, baby cum for my while I suck your delicious tits, feel how wet your pussy is, come on baby show me how much you want this, cum for me while I've got your huge tits in my mouth."

Joan's hand slowed for a moment, but I noticed she increased the pressure on her cunt; she was virtually grinding her fingers and hand into her pussy and clit. Joan pushed her head back against the sofa and shouted at me to suck harder. I now forced both her tits together and did the best I could to suck both nipples at the same time. Joan's hand stopped for a moment and then she arched her back against the sofa, pushing her tits hard against my face. Her hand then went into overdrive and she began bucking up and down and into the throws of a seriously good orgasm.

She pulled her wet fingers from her pussy and then offered them up to me as she slumped back into the sofa. I ran my tongue over every inch of her wet, sticking fingers liking her cum off.

"Lord, that was good." She said as her breathing started to return to normal.

We both took another sip of wine and relaxed into each other's arms. Given the events of the last 24 hours that was still one of the most erotic things I had ever witnessed. Seeing a woman cum so forcefully by her own hand while you are locked on to her gorgeous tits, just amazing.

I then whispered into Joan's ear how wonderful her pussy juice tasted.

"My turn to do the taste test." She said as she opened the buckle of my belt and pulled open my pants. My cock pushed against my boxer shorts as Joan reached in and pulled my cock into the air. She then took another sip of her wine, but did not swallow immediately, without spilling a drop of wine she took my cock in her mouth and swirled the mix of saliva and wine around my cock several times before swallowing the erotic mix.

Joan looked up at me with lust in her eyes. "Delicious combination, I'll have to remember that."

She then held my cock in her left hand and with her right hand guided her right nipple towards my shaft. She then used my cock like a baton against her nipple. Joan started to sense my urgency as I pushed my hips forward and back trying to get her hand running up and down my cock. She gripped my cock by the base and then placed her mouth on the very end of my cock, with her lips covering the head. I held still as I could feel her warm saliva cascading down around the whole length of my cock, pooling against her hand.

I was now pleading with her to bring me off, and very slowly at first with a firm grip, her hand started moving up and down the length of my shaft, never taking the head out of her mouth. Very gradually the speed and grip of her hand increased until I couldn't hold on any longer. Just as I was about to blow my load into her sweet mouth, Joan gripped the base of my cock and squeezed the hell out of it -- stopping me from shooting. I almost yelled at her to let me cum.

"Not yet baby." She said as she slowly released the pressure of her grip and then saturated my cock in her saliva before sitting up and wrapping my cock in her massive tits. 

Joan then pushed her tits together and started bouncing them up and down my cock. There was so much tit flesh wrapped around me I couldn't even see the top of my cock on the down stroke. The feeling was like nothing I had experienced before. It didn't take long for me to peak again and I begged her not to stop. She sat back a little and dropped her mouth to the top of her breasts, finding my now tortured cock she locked her lips around its head, while continuing the breast massage. Within seconds of this I started shooting cum into her eager mouth. Joan sucked and swallowed every drop.

After getting my breath back I pulled Joan back onto the sofa we slipped our arms around each other and started making out again with as much passion as the first time we kissed.

Saturday was going to be something else!



Joan Ch. 04



With Joan not working Friday it allowed me to get on with my work and not be distracted, after the last two days I was almost glad of the break, especially knowing that Saturday night was going to be something special - plenty of time to spend with each other. With a certain degree of familiarity developing between us, knowing what the other wants takes a considerable amount of pressure off. After Wednesday and Thursday there was a pretty good understanding of each other and our expectations.

I booked an upmarket restaurant by the Bay for 8pm. That would give me plenty of time to pick up Joan around 7.30pm. I called her around 9am Saturday morning to give her the details, but I got her message service -- so I outlined the plan and told her to get back to me if there were any problems. It wasn't till about midday that I got a message "been at hairdressers see you at 7.30 J."

I spent most of Saturday cleaning the house, I thought it was about time Joan spent a bit of quality time at my place, and I certainly wanted her to feel comfortable, knowing how clean and neat her own house was. It was also a good distraction and it kept me focused. Really, all I wanted to do was stroke myself imagining this glorious woman bouncing up and down on my cock with her huge tits smashing against my face.

It was just before 7.30pm as I arrived at Joan's house, as walked up the short pathway to the front door my cock became hard in anticipation of seeing her again, before I had a chance to knock the door opened and Joan stood in the door way -- my cock grew another inch in the seconds it took me to take in the sight before me. 

She looked beautiful. This seemingly average looking woman with an outrageous chest looked like sex on a stick. Her hair had been lightly cut and colored, her make up was richly done without being overdone, and her lips looked full and lush, colored in a deep red lipstick. But that was only the start of it. Joan was dressed in a tightly fitted black jacket that flared open high on her chest and cut in sharply under her massive chest before leading down to a black knee length skirt, which also flared out over her womanly hips. Her legs were covered in sheer black stockings and she wore very classic black leather four-inch high heels.

But her chest, my God! Her breasts were obviously being forced up and out, the massive amount of flesh, with almost six inches of cleavage clearly on display and almost horizontal looked more like two big plates of jell-O, with every move she made shock waves would ripple back and forth across her chest.

We greeted each other with a warm embrace, without kissing, as she didn't want to spoil her lipstick, but I ran my lips across her cheek and down her neck inhaling her erotic sent. With my arms firmly around her waist I could feel the tight constrains of a corset that was lifting and shaping Joan into unbelievable proportions. This whole ensemble could have looked ridiculous on such a large breasted woman but the way Joan carried herself and the elegance that she radiated made her look anything but ridiculous, she just looked alluring.

Joan ran her hand along my extended cock and smiled saying "I see you like."

"You look more beautiful every time I see you." I said smiling.

She then asked, somewhat concerned "I look OK for the restaurant, not too out-there?" With absolute conviction I shot back, "You look gorgeous and very stylish -- I couldn't be happier taking anyone but you out to dinner."

She laughed, "Good, I don't want your eyes wandering anywhere but here." Tracing her fingers across her décolletage. 

The restaurant we were eating at was certainly much more up-market than the last time we'd eaten together, however, I couldn't help notice the number of men trying to take sly glimpses of Joan as we sat, ate and talked. One big advantage of going to dinner with an attractive hugely buxom woman is the quality of service you get, at least from the male waiters. There really wasn't a moment when we had to ask twice for anything.

We talked about the sort of things that you talk about on a date; the conversation was easy, enjoyable and interesting. There was so much more to this woman than being my personal fuck of the century. As our main meal was cleared from the table Joan reached across and took my hands in hers, her thumbs ran back and forth across the top of my hands and she held them tightly. She leaned forward causing a massive up welling of her breasts -- my eyes almost popped out of my head, but this was not an overt sexual display. I dragged my eyes away from her irresistible chest and looked her in the eyes.

Joan started to speak. "I want you to know how happy you have made me this last week, you've shown me what it is like to live again, to get away from the monotony of work and home, to be able to dress up, to go out, to be filled with anticipation again has been wonderful and I want you to know how thankful I am."

I laughed, "So, tell me Joan, did you know that I would follow you on Wednesday when you wore that oh so tight sweater?"

"Well I had an idea it might have some impact on you, like I said before, you never pushed, so I thought it about time I see if there was any reaction, and I'm so happy with the reaction I got."

"The guys at the auto-shop must have fallen off their chairs when you took your car in?"

"Well they certainly responded differently this time, they even offered to drop me home -- which has never happened before. It felt so good telling them not to worry as I had a lift already. I think they all hate you now." She laughed.

With our held hands still caressing each other I asked if she'd like a coffee. She leaned slightly forward again, causing her breasts to bunch together and swell upward. I don't know why but seeing the skin around the very top of her neck and chest take on an almost crepe paper texture made my cock instantly hard.

Thankfully, Joan thought it was time to leave; we both looked around the restaurant and found it was almost empty. As we walked back to the car neither of us could help ourselves as we exchanged passionate deep kisses almost every ten feet. Sitting in the car our mouths again locked on to each other, my hands roaming all around her waist feeling the stiffness of the corset beneath her jacket and the swell of her breasts above. I started to kiss the exposed tops of her breasts and tried to undo the jacket. Joan pushed my hands away and suggested we head home.

"Well, I'm happy to take you home, but I thought it might be nice if you came back to my place for a change?"

"OK." She said. "That would be nice."

"You don't have to be anywhere early tomorrow do you?" I asked. 

"No, why?"

"I'll leave that to your imagination."

The whole way back to my house Joan didn't take her hand off my cock. I was seriously hard, and as soon as she walked in the front door of my house I wrapped my hands around her waist from behind and started kissing her neck, hair and ears. My hands were all over her tightly packed breasts and again I went to undo the jacket and again Joan stopped me.

"Not too fast young man, we have all night for that."

Reluctantly, I let go, and with a hound-dog look on my face, offered Joan a drink and a quick tour of my house. She readily accepted the drink and I gave the quick tour -- my last stop was the bedroom. I took her drink and put it on the table near window and then pulled her to me and started feeling her glorious body as I ran my lips over her mouth and face. Joan responded with increased urgency this time and our tongues started a familiar battle with each other. Standing together with our lips locked Joan took the lead and guided me back towards a chair in the corner of the bedroom. She then pushed me back into the chair and took a couple of steps back. She then instructed me to get naked. I didn't need to be asked twice.

"Now." She said. "I want you to show me again what you do when you think of me."

"I will." I said. "But I need your help." I held out my right hand and Joan started to lick my palm and fingers, virtually dribbling into my hand. I took my cock in hand and started running it up and down the shaft, my eyes locked on Joan as she dropped her skirt to the floor and swiftly kicked it out of the way. Garter straps poked from under her jacket and led down to her sheer black stockings, framing her hairy pussy. 

"You naughty bitch." I said. "You don't have any knickers on."

"What's the point?" She said smiling. "They would have only gotten in the way."

I ran my hand up and down my cock as I watched Joan lick her own fingers and then trace a line from her mouth across her acres of cleavage, down the front of the jacket and then begin to play with the coarse hair of her pussy. Her fingers then slowly pulled her pussy lips apart and began running along the delicious wet slit before she dipped her middle finger deep into her cunt. She then ran her finger back along her jacket and sucked her pussy juice off her very wet middle finger.

The scene was pure erotica and I told her to undo the jacket. With that she started undoing the jacket from the bottom button, slowly exposing the black satin-corset. The tummy panel was solid black and the sides, bounded by two heavy ribs, were shear-patterned lace. Her magnificent breasts were supported by heavy under-wire that, with the aid of the corset ribs, lifted her massive chest to the point of overflowing the enormous lace-patterned half cups.

As I sat there stroking my cock, I told Joan to come here.

She walked towards me finally throwing the jacket onto the bed. I didn't move as she straddled my cock and slowly lowered her self down on me. With her high heels on she was able to ever so slowly lower herself onto my waiting cock. First the head penetrated then she lifted slightly, and again dropped, teasing the end of my cock with her cunt lips. Her arms where resting on the back of the chair above my shoulders, so she had complete control. With my head leaning back, my face was almost smothered in her Satin corseted tits. I reached up with my hands and felt the weight of those massive breasts, feeling the texture of the satin and the smell of her cleavage. I frantically began kissing the half cups, the over-flowing flesh and licking her cleavage. Joan then dropped her arms around my neck, pulling my face into her chest and finally impaled herself fully on my cock. Neither of us moved as we both savoured the intensity of the moment. 

After I don't know how long, Joan slowly leaned back and without taking her eyes off mine pushed herself down on my cock. I thought I was in as deep as I could go, but very slowly with hardly a move Joan managed to force me deeper into her by shifting her weight ever so slowly from one leg to the other. When I was a deep as I could possibly go Joan started gently shifting her weight in a circular motion pushing down on my cock. She closed her eyes and thrust her head back as she shifted forward forcing the bottom of the corset to grind between the base of my cock and her clitoris. I ran my hands all over her corseted body, and continued to kiss and suck those fabulous breasts. Within a few minutes Joan started to shiver and moan as she began to orgasm, finally falling forward into my arms and almost sobbing into my neck.

I gave her a few moments to recover and then reached behind her and started to undo the corset. As she still had hardly moved I gently pushed her away from me and pulled the corset free of her body and her stockings. Her heavy breasts flopped down as I threw the corset to the floor.

"It gets better every time." Joan said with a look of complete satisfaction on her face.

"We haven't finished yet my love, come and lay on the bed with me." I said as I lifted her off me. Joan laid back on the bed, with that delicious post orgasmic look on her face, her arms above her head and her breasts flopped either side of her chest. I knelt next to her and scooped up one large breast with both hands and began rocking the flesh between my two hands. It was like watching a huge ocean swell. Her nipple was like an island in a sea of flesh. I dug my fingers deep into the flesh and the response I got was a slight moan of satisfaction. That was all the encouragement I needed, so I scooped up both breasts and dropped my lips to her nipples as I continued to rock the sea of flesh beneath my mouth and tongue. I alternated between each breast locking on to the nipple and sucking hard whilst massaging the other. Joan continued to moan with pleasure and she began to run her hands down my arms and back.

As I continue to love her breasts Joan started to become more actively involved, she started rocking her head from side to side and then she joined me in kissing her breasts as I massaged and kissed them. Her hand searched for my cock and once she found it she started masturbating me with as much intensity as I was applying to her enormous breasts. This just increased my focus and I inhaled deeply on one nipple then the other. The way her breasts rolled beneath my hands and mouth was so beautiful, the softness of her skin, the smell of her wet pussy filling the room and her hands forcefully wanking me bought me close to the edge of orgasm. I sat up for a moment hoping to hold off my own orgasm and held Joan's hand still. I was so close.

"Fuck my big tits, I want you to cover them in you cum."

I didn't need a second invitation, I immediately straddled Joan's chest as she pushed her tits together enveloping my cock. My own hands joined Joan's and pushed the massive amount of flesh even harder together. I knelt slightly forward and began rocking my cock back and forth. The site and the feeling was glorious and made all the more exciting by the encouragement Joan was giving me.

"Come on fuck my monster tits, squeeze them and cover me in your cum. Oh yes, I can feel how hard you are. You've wanted to do this for so long. Fuck them lover fuck my big tits. Yes, fuck them, fuck them hard." 

I didn't have a chance at holding on and my cock erupted streams of cum between Joan's tits. 

"Yes, love. That's it cum for Joanie, keep cuming baby. Oh, I love it." 

I released my hold on Joan's hands but she kept pushing her tits back and forth along my cock, which was now heavily lubricated by my own cum.

I could hardly contain myself as I shouted "Oh for fuck sake this is unbelievable, oh fuck, don't stop." Joan squeezed her tits even tighter and started kissing the tops of her breasts as her mouth searched for my cock buried deep within her cleavage. I could hardly believe what was happening, but with the sensual feeling of the tit fuck and the pure visual stimulation I was about to cum again.

"Oh my God Joanie I going to cum again." I breathlessly shouted.

"Yes, baby cum for me again." Just as I was about to shot again, Joan released the grip on her tits and grabbed my cock with her hand and sucked my cock into her mouth, her tongue and lips running all over my cock. But she kept her tits elevated by keeping her arms by her side. The sight, the sounds and the feelings were unbearable and I shot my second load of cum into her mouth.

"Fuck, Joan that's too much." I pleaded, but she kept sucking as I continued my orgasm. I finally had to pull away, as the pleasure was becoming too much, almost painful. I collapsed down next to Joan and started kissing her face. I felt like I was close to tears myself as I lay there. In my blissful exhausted state I whispered into Joan's ear "I don't want this to end." Her reply was simple, "Nor do I lover." 

At some point during our post orgasmic kissing, holding and caressing we both drifted off to sleep. I woke first to the sound of a very wet day outside. Our bodies were still locked together, our arms and legs intertwined and amazingly, given what had happened before, I had a very hard cock.

My mouth went almost instinctively to those glorious breasts that were splayed out before me. I started kissing and sucking her nipples and gently massaging the massive amount of flesh. I just loved the taste of her nipples and the feeling of the all the little bumps and ridges, the blue veins just beneath the white skin and just the sheer mass of her breasts. I was getting a little impatient for Joan to wake, so I moved down the bed and found that beautiful pussy.

I started to run my tongue through the coarse hairs that framed and protected her vagina, and with my fingers, I teased opened the folds of her pussy and then started licking and sucking. At last, Joan started to stir. First, with a slight moan and then stretching open her legs. She was allowing me total access to her gorgeous cunt and I continued to lick and probe her vagina with my tongue and fingers. I realised Joan was fully awake when her hand went to the back of my head and pushed down, forcing my mouth hard against her pussy. I drove my tongue in as deep as it would go and tasted the warm sensation of her increasingly wet vagina. I savoured the feeling of my face buried up to the nose in this incredibly sexy woman's cunt, knowing that she was getting as much pleasure as I was giving. I drank in as much of her pussy as I could and then started licking up from her pussy along the fine line of hairs leading to her belly button. I grasped her tummy with both hands and lightly squeezed and kissed her flesh.

Joan rocked herself from right to left and then back, I looked up from her tummy and saw the she had pulled her tits to the middle of her chest and was now playing with her pancaked breasts and teasing her nipples. I continued to move forward along her body, her legs falling completely open. As I reached her lips, we kissed and my cock slid effortlessly into her pussy.

"Good morning you gorgeous creature. It is so nice to wake up to a cold wet morning with you beside me."

"Mmm, it's so nice to wake up with you inside me."

I brushed Joan's hair away from her face and planted light kisses all over her face. The feeling of closeness between us was intense, we were both lost in the connection between our bodies. I wrapped my arms under Joan's body and pulled her even closer to me, almost simultaneously Joan wrapped her legs around my waist and pulled my cock deeper into her. We were hardly moving yet the emotional and physical connection was so strong. Our eyes were locked together, our lips touching, breathing each other's breath. Our movements together were so slight but so intense, our nerve endings in complete connection as we continued to make love. It seemed to go on endlessly until Joan held my face and whispered to me she was orgasming. I didn't feel my own orgasm building, but with those few words from Joan my cock unleashed a torrent of cum deep into her beautiful cunt.

We didn't move for minutes, we just absorbed the intensity of our mutual satisfaction. Soon we were both asleep again in a state of post-coital euphoria.

An hour or so later I managed to untangle our bodies and made my way to the kitchen to make a coffee and breakfast. I set the table, laid out the coffee and fresh juice and started preparing scrambled eggs -- I so needed to refill my own protein stores.

I didn't hear Joan come into the kitchen, as I turned to place the cutlery on the table she was standing there; she'd slipped on an old T-shirt of mine. Her hair a mess, no make-up, her large pendulous breast hanging free, her tummy slightly protruding, her shapely legs topped off by the coarse hairs of her pussy -- she had never looked so attractive to me as she did at that moment. 

Without a word between us I pulled Joan close to me, felt her huge tits and turned her towards the counter. I dropped my boxer shorts and slipped my cock into her from behind. My left hand grabbed onto her breasts and my right hand found her clitoris. This time things were not so gentle as we furiously fucked against the kitchen counter. And so the day went on.




Joan Ch. 04



Joan stayed with me for another 9 months until she moved inter-state to care for her aging mother.



Joan Ch. 05



The lead up to Joan's departure was a difficult time for both of us. For her, she was understandably worried about her Mother. For me, well I was just being selfish. The last nine months had been an incredible time for both of us. Not a day went by without us having at least one erotic encounter. Not always full-blown fucking, but at least one of us managed an orgasm once a day -- and we made sure we kept it pretty even. In fact it became a bit of a game, making sure the debits and credits evened out. What was especially good about it was we were just so relaxed with each other, no pressure other than a shared desire to make sure the other person feel good - total mutual satisfaction.

In an attempt to lessen the separation pain at least a little, I convinced Joan to consider the move temporary. Temporary, for how long neither of us knew. But we both clung to that thought and it got us through the last few days before she flew out. That at least made the move to her Mothers easier; I could pack things up and send them to her as needed. So on the day she flew out, all she needed to take was medium sized suitcase. In hindsight, that really didn't help me move on. I had a wardrobe full of Joan's clothes -- a little hard to explain to another woman if I had the chance or the desire to bring one home. For Joan, I think it allowed her to make the move knowing that she had marked her territory so to speak.

As soon as I walked in the door from dropping Joan at the airport I felt completely flat. The house was quiet and empty; I poured myself a Gin and Tonic and sat down to watch the evening news. Even that failed to distract my melancholy thoughts. I don't know how many times I'd done the very same thing over the time Joan was with me, but this time I was very much alone. 

I couldn't help but smile to myself, sitting there looking aimlessly at the TV, so many times I'd be sitting there with Joan next to me watching the latest bad news to come out of the Middle East or the latest story on how bad the economy was, when this hand would move across my groin and start to rub my flaccid cock. If Joan didn't get the reaction she wanted she'd hop up and disappear into our bedroom and then come back with an offer I couldn't refuse.

I remember the first time this happened, it was early on in our shared life and as soon as she got up and left the lounge room I thought I'd totally pissed her off, but I really needed to be across what was happening with the economy. So I thought, just let it ride, Joan will cool down. So, there I am watching the news and she walks back into the room. I didn't look up immediately, but out of the corner of my eye I saw a pink flash. When I did look my mouth fell open. Joan had gone into the bedroom and changed, she was now walking towards me bare legs, no panties and with the tightest pink cashmere sweater wrapped tightly to her body. She'd obviously changed her work bra for one that gave maximum lift and separation. She looked like an Amazon sweater girl from the 1950's. She straddled my legs and thrust her massive chest into my face and rubbed her sweater wrapped tits up and down and side to side.

"Now have I got your attention? She giggled. I didn't bother responding I just buried my head into the softness and luxuriated in the feeling. I hadn't changed from work, but between us we somehow managed to get my cock out of my suit pants without disengaging from the sweater beating my face was getting between her gorgeous massive tits. My cock went deep into her soft wet pussy and it stayed there for the next 20 minutes as Joan rode up and down, backwards and forwards on my cock as I sucked, bit and mauled at her big soft tits. She came at least twice whilst doing this, then pulled herself off saying "now you can watch the news." My pants were ruined, soak in her cum.

But tonight, there would be no hand reaching out to caress me, no lips to kiss and no massive breasts to bury my cock in. I wandered into the walk-in wardrobe and looked at Joan's clothes, almost instinctively my hand reached for one of her bras that she had left -- she had so many bras ranging from industrial strength to fine lace half cups. I reached out and felt the voluminous cups of one of her black full cup supportive bras; I lifted it to my face and smelt Joan. I looked at the tag 38K. As I read and re-read the tag, I wondered to myself how was I going to find anyone ever again who could unleash such unashamed passion and emotion. 

Feeling miserable I got out of my clothes and threw the bra onto the bed, I then found one of Joan's white angora tops and again inhaled deeply, imagining her delicious body. I lay back on the bed and rubbed the soft sweater across my body down to my hard cock. I reached for the bra and bought it to my face, feeling the material and the heavy under-wire, I closed my eyes and started feeling my cock through the soft, warm material of the sweater as I continued to run her bra across my face. My mind drifted back to the time she first wore this sweater...

It was a brisk spring Saturday morning and we going out to the local markets to shop for groceries. Joan had pulled on a tight woollen skirt, boots with a modest heel and the sweater. She'd tucked the sweater into her skirt, which pulled it tight around her huge chest and then put a 4-inch wide belt around her waist. Underneath the sweater she wore one of her black soft cup bras. As usual, she looked absolutely edible. Joan was always a little conscience of her bum, well what woman isn't? So she threw a waist length jacket on "to hide my big backside" as she used to say. I was actually glad she put the jacket on because looking at her with the tight skirt and sweater had the immediate effect of making me hard. At least with the jacket on I could manage some self-control. I'm sure Joan knew, but if you looked at her chest with anything more than a passing glance you could make out her black bra underneath. 

As we walked around the market, pushing the trolley and searching the shelves I started to notice the eyes of everyone we passed, women included, looking at Joan's thrusting chest. She was new to the area, and I'd never seen anything like it myself in the years that I'd been shopping there. I remember quietly saying to Joan, "you seem to be making an impact with the locals." Joan looked mildly panicked as she pulled her jacket lapels together, "Oh, I'm sorry, I should have worn something else." I whispered back "Joanie, you look fucking hot, it's funny seeing the guys falling over themselves." She just smiled, releasing her grip on her jacket and pushed her chest forward, saying "well it's all yours baby."

By the time we got to the check-out there had to be at least a dozen guys with sore arms from the belting their wives or girlfriends had given them for taking not so subtle stares at Joan's stunning assets. The look on the checkout guys face was priceless. We loaded the car and then decided to go for a walk around the shops and grab a coffee at one of the many cafes. It was the same again; guys would be desperately trying to grab sly looks, a couple of the more overt somehow managed to walk past us a couple of times or linger just in front or behind us. To be honest I was a little annoyed but incredibly turned on by it all. Me walking down the street with this attractive mature woman with an enormous thrusting chest. Could I blame any of them? No, I would have done exactly the same. Hell, I had trouble taking my eyes off her, arm in arm I could feel the weight of her heavy breast against me, and when I looked down, I could see her tits shifting with every step.

With those memories in my mind I was lost in the feeling of the angora against my cock and the smell of her bra. I started moaning "Oh, Joan, baby let me fuck you." My cum shot out into the soft material as I bit down on the massive bra cup against my face. I lay there for a moment and thought "fuck, she hasn't even been gone a day and this is what I'm doing."

Over the next four months I threw myself into work to take my mind off the apparent aimlessness of my life without Joan. It actually amazed me that we were actually able to live together for nine months without our personal life being put under the microscope of other co-workers. We did this by not emailing, or contacting each other during the day and only speaking if we happened to run into each other in the coffee room. With Joan living with me I didn't need to try to search her out for my own visual excitement, I'd seen her get dressed in the mornings, so I had no need to try to find her out during the course of the day. But, by days end we were both like dogs in front of a butcher shop window -- desperate to get inside! With Joan on a shift schedule she was home before me most times, which was not a problem, certainly not from my point of view. It allowed time for Joan to do her own thing and, she made coming home something to look forward to.

I never knew what I was going to arrive home to, but invariably it was something interesting. There is nothing like eight hours of sexual repression to focus your libido. One particular evening that stands out in my memory. 

As I pulled into the driveway the house appeared to be in complete darkness, if it were not for Joan's car parked in the driveway I would have thought no one was home. I walked in the door and saw a post-it note saying, "STOP, get naked NOW! Come to the bedroom." I immediately striped dropping my clothes where I stood. Candles had been laid out from the front door leading down the hallway to the bedroom. Instinctively, my cock grew hard leading the way to the bedroom.

As I walked into the bedroom I was greeted with I site that was so erotic. The Bedroom was filled with candles and incense burning. As my eyes adjusted I saw Joan was lying on the bed, her torso elevated by pillows, her legs spread open and her hand working a missile shaped vibrator in and out of her pussy and across her clitoris. She was wearing a red sheer baby doll negligee, her breasts hung heavily and splayd out across her chest, her nipples extended from the obvious self-stimulation they'd been given.

Joan spoke in a sex-fuelled tone, "I've been waiting for you, and you're late." I didn't say a word; I moved to the bed and lifted the negligee from her pussy and busy hand. My lips went straight to her swollen cunt and I started kissing and licking. Joan moaned, "that's better." She moved to pull the vibrator from her wet pussy, but I held her hand firm as I continued to lick and suck her clitoris, my fingers playing with her pussy hairs. I started to guide her hand holding the vibrator pushing it back and forth. I began licking the wet metal at the very apex of the machine and her warm cunt. Finally, it was my turn to ask the question. "Show me what you do when you think of me, baby." My face was now hard against Joan's hairy pussy, my tongue alternated between licking her pussy entrance filled by the vibrator and running it up and down her deliciously wet slit. Her hand moved the vibrator in and out in circular motions, with my head lying on her waist I could feel her breath quicken, her hand slowed and her breathing almost stopped. I sucked deeply on her encouraged clitoris, saying, "show me." Her mature age marked hand started moving again, working the vibrator into a frenzy, her pussy was saturated and literally dribbling her sweet juice across the metal and into my mouth. 

Without prompting Joan started to speak in low tones. "I love your hard cock, I love your hands on my big tits, I love it when you fuck me, I think about fucking you all day. I love the taste of your cock in my mouth, I love the way you squeeze my big tits and bite my nipples, and you make me feel like a woman. I love the look on your face when I dangle my big boobs in you face, I love being on top of you and pushing that hard cock deep into my cunt. Yes fuck me."

Joan fell silent and her hand stopped moving, the only noise filling the room was the muffled buzzing of the vibrator deep within her wet cunt. I continued to lick at the entrance to her pussy and suck her clitoris. Her breathing increase and then Joan unleashed a massive orgasm, her body shuddering, and then as suddenly as it had stopped her hand went into another frenzy with the vibrator pushing it deeply into her cunt. I pushed Joan's legs apart and buried my face into her hairy cunt, she pulled the vibrator out and threw it to the side, with both hands I pulled her pussy lips apart and drove my tongue deeply into her cunt, my face was saturated with her wetness. Her second orgasm erupted as I drank in her sweet cum. Her hand was on the back of my head, fingers running through my hair as she spoke. "Let me suck that hard cock of yours."

I lay next to Joan and we exchanged a long wet kiss, she licked her own cum from my face like a kitten lapping milk from a bowl. As Joan moved down the bed to inhale my hard cock I held her legs and indicated I wanted her to straddle my body. With her legs either side of my face I looked at her beautiful wet pussy, I used both my hands again to spread her pussy wide open and started darting my tongue into her. I couldn't see what Joan was doing to me but I could feel the weight of her heavy tits on my waist, her hands wrapped around my cock as she began dribbling saliva down and around my cock, she used both hands to wank my cock into her mouth, her tongue swirling around my cock head.

With my wet fingers I started playing with her arse-hole applying pressure to the tight muscles making little circles and pushing lightly against the pressure. I'd never touched Joan's arse-hole before but I knew she was enjoying the assault on her pussy and the pressure on her arse-hole as she started letting out deep moans that reverberated around my cock. Her hips started pushing down on my face and I took this as an indication to increase the pressure on her arse. Slowly at first I pushed my middle finger in to the first knuckle. Joan immediately pushed down again against my face and finger, so I licked my exposed finger and pushed harder against the tight ring, my finger gripped tight slipped deeper to the second knuckle.

Joan responded by pushing her torso hard against my waist, forcing her huge tits down on my saturated cock as her tongue continued to swirl around the head. I continued lapping her pussy and more aggressively probing her tight arse-hole. Within a couple of minutes Joan went into another massive orgasm. Through the waves of her orgasm she whimpered the words "please fuck my tight arse." I pulled my finger out lay wet kisses from her pussy to her arse, making sure her arse was soaked in saliva. Joan moved off my cock but as she did she again saturated my cock head with her own spit.

Shifting off the bed I moved behind Joan, who had positioned herself face down and arse up towards the end of the bed. I pulled her large womanly butt cheeks apart and lay the head of my cock against her tight arse-hole. Very slowly I inched the tip of my cock against her, with the work my finger had done, the tip slipped in easily, as I pushed slowly forward the tightness of her arse ring gripped my cock like it have never been gripped before. As I was pushing forward Joan became more vocal. "Yes, baby push it in, it's so tight." As the head of my cock pushed past her ring she let out another cry. "Oh, fuck yes, fill my big arse with you cock and cum." I started pushing harder and within a few minutes, my cock was pounding in and out of her tight arse. Joan was deliberately forcing down on her arse muscles intensifying the feeling for both of us. This made her arse ring so tight I could feel every move my cock made, it was like a pressure pulse moving back and forwards along the length of my cock from the base to the bulbous end where it would come to a dead stop, and then cycle over again as I pushed into her tight confines. 

I felt Joan's hand reach between her legs and start to massage her clitoris; she then started to cry as another orgasm washed over her whole body. I couldn't take much more of this myself. I reached forward and grabbed her hair pulling her up on to all fours as I pushed myself deeper into her arse-hole; then I reached around her and grabbed one of her massive tits as it wallowed back and forth. Joan now supporting herself on one arm grabbed her other breast and bought the nipple to her mouth and sucked heavily. Looking up to the mirror on the other side of the bed and by the soft light of the candles I watched this mature women totally let go of all inhibitions and totally succumb to pleasure. I let out my own moan as my cock started shooting cum into her tight hole. Joan, still crying with pleasure started milking my cock using her arse muscles, forcing down and then releasing and forcing down again. My own orgasm seemed to go on forever. Eventually, we both collapsed on the bed in a tight spoon embrace, both exhausted and totally satisfied, my cock still locked inside her.

But that was then. 

Without Joan in my life, work was pretty unfulfilling, most of Joan's belongings had been forwarded on to her -- I did forget to send a couple of items of hers that I used to refresh my memory -- although we spoke on the phone at least once a week it was apparent that distance was draining the relationship. So, I thought it about time I get back out and start socialising.

I'd been invited to attend a function by one of the company's suppliers, it was a black tie affair and I was expected to bring a partner. So I invited a girl I had known for some time, although there had never been anything between us, I knew through friends that she was interested in me. When I spoke to her about coming to the function with me, she readily accepted. She was early 30's, blonde and quite statuesque at 5 foot 10. She looked beautiful, with a fresh face, long legs and pert small breasts that were perfectly wrapped in a black evening gown. By all rights I should have been over the moon. We talked, laughed, ate and danced the night away, and all I could think about was Joan.

It was now getting on to 1am, the charity function was wrapping up and with a determined thought in mind, I politely dropped my date back to her house, thanked her for a lovely evening and for accompanying me to the function and graciously declined the offer to come in for a coffee. I headed straight home.

On the drive home I kept having mental flash backs to the time Joan and I had attended a huge black tie charity function. At that event, Joan looked amazing in a black satin halter neck cocktail dress. The dress hung from her waist to just above her ankles. The dress was backless, with the halters forming a nice bow on her fleshy back, the bows hanging down in-line with her shoulder blades and her bottom was accentuated by the fall of the dress from the top of her hips. But from the front, my God, she looked out standing. Braless, her massive chest only supported by the satin, formed a line of cleavage that had everyone looking twice. And when we danced I'm sure everyone was waiting, no hoping, for her breasts to break free from the satin halter. The whole night I was in a constant state of sexual excitement. 

When ever I went to get us another couple of drinks I'd come back and another guy would be trying to chat Joan up. They were like bees around a honey pot. I went to the bathroom, and when I came back I couldn't see Joan, one of her potential suitors had convinced Joan to have a dance with him -- she really didn't have an option, as it was the Charity host. I didn't feel threatened, so I enjoyed my drink and watched them dance. As Joan danced her breasts bounced and swayed in the satin halter, the way the light on the dance floor played across her curves just accentuated her curves. Her dance partner's eyes never left her expansive cleavage. When the music slowed, Joan went to leave the dance floor, but her dance partner grabbed her hand and pulled her back on to the dance floor, his hand dropped to her waist and pulled her close causing her breasts to mash heavily into his chest, his head dropped to her cheek and he obviously whispered something into her ear. I looked to see Joan's reaction, and she indicated for me to come and save her.




Joan Ch. 05



I went straight onto the dance floor and politely and firmly cut-in. Joan threw her arms around me and pulled me close, and thanked me for rescuing her, "now let's get out of here." As we walked out to find a Taxi, Joan reached between her breasts and pulled out a business card, that her dance partner had shoved into her cleavage, and threw it into the street, say "what a creep, he wanted me to come to his hotel room tonight." She turned to me, saying "the nerve of some men." We both fell back into the seats of the taxi and started kissing.

As we walk in the door of our home, my hands were immediately all over Joan, cupping her tits through the satin and squeezing her arse. Joan told me to strip and lay on the carpet of the lounge room. My cock pointed straight up at the ceiling. She then lowered herself down on to my hard cock and in one movement pushed me deep into her pussy. She sat straight up and undid the satin bow and let her breasts flop down, she then pinned my arms out to the side with her arms and ran her hanging breasts back and forwards caressing my face. Her nipples were rock hard and as she dragged her breasts across my face my lips grabbed and sucked at the passing nipple that was eventually pulled away by its own weight. I bent my knees up and started thrusting into her pussy as she continued to torment my face with her swaying breasts. With this delicious breast torture it didn't take me long to start shooting my cum deep into her hungry pussy. Fortunately, my cock didn't deflate and I started telling Joan how every man at the party had wanted to fuck her, to feel her massive chest against them, to kiss her mouth and pull on her nipples as they pushed hard into her pussy. Joan, almost in a trance like state continued brushing her breasts across my face as I described what all those men wanted to do to her -- how they wanted to knead her breasts, to eat her pussy, to feel her mouth on their cocks and to cum all over her huge tits. The last description of the men shooting their load over her tits sent Joan into orgasm and as she came she shouted out.... "Yes, cum all over my big tits, all of you, cover me in your cum now." 

As I walked in the door from dropping my date home, I made a decision then and there. I was going to visit Joan, so I immediately logged on to the Internet booked accommodation and a flight for Saturday morning to see Joan. I simply had to have her again! 

I rang Joan early the next morning to tell her when I would be arriving. The phone rang about four times before another woman answered it.



Joan Ch. 06



When I spoke to Joan to let her know when I would be arriving she informed that her Mother had passed away and that the Funeral was going to be on the Friday before I arrived. Unfortunately, there was no way that I was going to be able to get there any sooner. She told me not to worry the Matron of the Nursing Home, who answered the phone when I called, had been very supportive and to just get there when I could.

I arrived at Joan's house late Saturday afternoon. Knocking on the door I felt just like the first time I walked into her house. The adrenaline was pumping, and I knew that I could not grab her and drag her to the bedroom, which was what I most wanted to do. No, I had to respect the fact that Joan was no-doubt an emotional wreck having just lost her Mother. 

The door opened and there she was. We fell into each other's arms and immediately Joan started to sob. I whispered in her ear that everything would be all right and hugged her tightly. Damn, it felt good to hold her again. Her hair against my face, the fleshiness of her back, and the weight of her huge breasts pressed hard against me and her hands reaching up to my face.

"Thank you for coming." She sobbed. "Of course I would come, you aren't alone." I replied as we began kissing, her tears streaming down her face and mixing with our passionate exchange.

"Come in, it's so good to have you here. Do you want a drink, can I get you something to eat, would you like a shower after your long trip?" Joan spoke at a million miles an hour as she tried to pull herself together.

"Relax honey, can I get you anything? Let's just sit and relax a moment. Did the Funeral go OK?" I asked.

Joan soon calmed down, and we sat chatting for probably an hour about her Mother, the Funeral, what she'd been doing, and what I'd been up to. As we spoke, I took in her glorious shape; it had been so long since we had seen each other. Joan was dressed in a black sleeveless dress that clung tightly to her womanly curves. A string of pearls hung around her neck and accentuated the thrust of her huge chest. Her hips and backside were as I remembered, full and lush. Black stockings and black patent leather 2-inch heels completed her mourning attire. She was dressed as she was for the Funeral minus a jacket. Friends and acquaintances' had been dropping in throughout the day to pay their respects and offer their help.

As we continued to talk Joan again told me how helpful and supportive the Matron from the Nursing Home had been over the last month. Apparently, the Matron had taken to dropping in on Joan after her shift had finished to update her on how her Mother was going each evening.

"Nancy is a lovely woman, I'm sure you'll like her." Joan spoke with some trepidation in her voice. "Of course I will, the fact that she has been so supportive of you and your Mother I like her already." I said. "I hope so." Joan said as she squeezed my hand. "She's actually offered to come around and make dinner for the three of us tonight -- I hope you don't mind? I'm just not up to it" Joan said as she got up and moved towards the kitchen.

I followed Joan into the kitchen and as she was standing at the sink I wrapped my hands around her waist and pulled her tightly against me. I nuzzled her neck saying, "well I would have preferred to be alone with you, but I'm sure it will be lovely and I'm looking forward to meeting her." Joan turned, placed her arms across my shoulders and kissed me deeply. "It means a lot to me, Nancy has been so supportive, thank you."

It felt so good being back in Joan's arms, smelling her perfume, the touch of her bare arms against my skin, her soft lips, the mass of her huge, bra encased breasts pressing against me and my now very hard cock pushing against her. It was like we had never been apart. Yet, I still felt a degree of hesitation from Joan. I stepped back from Joan and apologised for being inconsiderate. My God, she had only buried her Mother the day before and here I was starting to push my hard cock against her as we stood in the kitchen.

"Oh my gorgeous Man, don't be silly I can't thank you enough for coming when I needed you." Joan said as she gave me a tight hug, mashing her massive tits into my chest. "It's a strange time at the moment, so much has happened."

We walked back into the lounge room holding hands and just as we were about to sit the doorbell rang. Joan jumped, "That'll be Nancy -- oh, I do hope you like her." She said as she quickly left to answer the door.

I waited in the lounge room for Joan and her new friend to walk in. As they did Joan beamed, "Nancy, this is my very special friend." "Lovely to meet you, Joan has told me so much about you. I must say you are as handsome as Joan described you and it's so good of you to come at this difficult time." Nancy said.

I don't know how I managed to respond with any coherence, but somehow I did. Here greeting me was a woman who was obviously in her early sixties standing about 5feet 8inches, with a mass of wavy coiffured grey hair that came to just above her shoulders, she wore a long red wool cardigan wrap, that came to the same length as her camel coloured skirt, over a white shirt. The wool wrap formed a massive vee outlining the straining buttons of her white shirt. Her breasts thrust forward, although not as large as Joan's massive chest, they were, by any standard huge and they stood-out proud. My guess was that they had to be at least an F-cup, if not more. Like Joan she also had a string of pearls loosely following the fall and thrust of her chest. She indeed had a Matronly aura, but not like any Nurse or Matron that I had ever seen. Her face was pleasant, yet there was a sternness that was clearly apparent.

"Nancy, it's my pleasure and thank you for all the help and support you've given Joan." I said as I held her hand momentarily in greeting. I also noticed that Nancy wore another string of pearls wrapped around her wrist.

Nancy then turned to Joan and asked "and how have you been today?" "Up and down" Joan replied. "James and Sue Faulkner dropped by and my daughter flew back home, as you know -- she is still very upset." Joan turned to me "they were always very close those two."

"Well Ladies can I get you anything to drink." I asked as I struggled to find conversation. "No, no." Nancy said. "I'm here to make things a little easier tonight, so you two relax and I'll fix dinner."

As Nancy went into the kitchen to make dinner, I turned to Joan and said, "Well she's certainly not what I expected when you said Matron." Joan smiled "I knew you'd like her." "Yes, you said that." I replied with a little annoyance. I checked myself quickly. "Yes, she seems very nice indeed." I knew exactly why I was annoyed, Nancy was a third wheel interrupting my time with Joan, yet at the same time I knew I wanted to fuck Nancy and fuck her hard, almost as much as I wanted to fuck Joan. 

Nancy looked like every adolescents' dream mature woman -- huge breasts sitting high on her chest and thrusting forward tightly encased in a soft wool wrap, a womanly backside and thighs curving out from her waist, strong legs covered in sheer black stockings and a mass of wavy grey hair framing an aging, yet attractive face.

Dinner was lovely, except now I was beginning to feel like the third wheel. Joan and Nancy chatted endlessly, while I sat there taking furtive glances at the two enormously busty women, both of whom, without realising it were dressed like sex on a stick. Occasionally, the girls would turn to me and include me in the conversation and then without a seconds hesitation turn back to each other and continue talking, or one or other would turn to me and touch my arm as if to try to include me but it only lasted a second or two before they continued their animated conversation.

With dinner finished I cleared the table, taking refuge in the kitchen. Both women went into the lounge room and sat on the sofa. I could hear them talking but could not make out what they were saying. 

After finishing the dishes I walked back in to see Joan nestling in Nancy arms. I stood for a moment between the kitchen and lounge room and watched in confused awe at the sight. I thought at first that Joan was crying as Nancy was holding her tight placing soft kisses over Joan's face while whispering into Joan's ear and gently caressing her back. Nancy looked up and motioned for me to come over. "Come and give Joan a hug she feels so down." 

I walked over to the lounge and knelt by the two embracing women and hesitantly stroked Joan's back. "Kiss her." Nancy whispered. "She needs to know we are here for her." I held back for a moment, not for want of desire, but for the need to fully take in what I was looking at. Joan had her eyes closed and her lips pursed as Nancy's lips ran along Joan's cheek. I found the whole scene an incredible turn on. The soft down on both women's faces, the wrinkles around their eyes, the tiny lines around their lips where the red lipstick had bled into the lines around their lips was all just so arousing. 

As I began kissing Joan's cheek Nancy moved closer to my face, almost touching and quietly told me to let Joan know how much I missed her. Joan turned her lips to mine and I felt her tongue graze my lips. We both started deep kissing. I wasn't aware at first but Nancy had moved behind me, her solid breasts began pressing down on my shoulders, her face still only inches from mine. I could feel her breath as she whispered, "That's right show her how much you care and how much you've missed her. Feel her huge breasts and let her know you still want her." Without hesitation I cupped Joan enormous breasts and began squeezing and massaging the soft flesh. Again, I felt Nancy's breath as she spoke "push them together, tease the nipples, make her feel wanted."

Joan bought both of her hands to my face and held me as we continued our deep kissing. She then hesitated and looking into my eyes asked, "Are you OK?" I simply moaned as I pushed my tongue deeper back into her mouth. I then felt Nancy's hand begin to rub my hard cock, her face touching mine now, and her solid breasts moving up and down on my shoulders in-time with her cock massage. As Joan and I continued to passionately kiss Nancy started undoing my pants, and as she released my cock she squeezed it tightly, her fingers running over the top of it and spreading the copious amounts of pre-cum along the shaft. As Nancy continued the rhythmic pounding on my dripping cock she began instructing me on what to do to Joan.

"Now undo the zipper and let her breasts out" came the first instruction. Without releasing my mouth from Joan's I pulled the zip down from the back of Joan's dress and began running my hands across her back. "Now pull the dress off so we can see those huge breasts. Look at those enormous bra encased tits, suck her nipples through the bra." Following Nancy's instructions I pulled the dress forward and looked in awe at Joan's huge breasts. 

The bra was simply enormous, two huge plain back satin cups held her breasts, the heavy underwire forcing separation, yet even so the delicious flesh still wanted to spill out of the top and from underneath.

Nancy repeated her instruction as she released my cock from her grip and squeezed Joan's right breast into the straining bra cup "suck that beautiful breast." My mouth locked on to the soft satin and I began sucking as Nancy began a milking motion forcing more delicious tit flesh forward into the bra cup. I looked up to see Nancy and Joan kissing, their tongues searching out each other's mouth. My right hand dropped to my cock and I started masturbating to the erotic vision of these two mature women kissing with the passion of teenagers.

Nancy abruptly stopped and told me to stand up. As I did, she also stood and again held my cock, holding the base in a vice-like grip and pulling me forward within an inch of Joan's mouth. "Joan, now show him how much you have missed his hard cock." She said as she guided my cock into Joan's waiting mouth. With Nancy now behind me, and Joan sitting on the couch the two women rhythmically worked my cock. Joan's mouth bobbing up and down in time with Nancy's hand working back and forwards along my cock, which was saturated with my own pre-cum and Joan's wet sucking. With her free hand Nancy began undoing my shirt. I was now virtually naked, with my pants around my ankles, and my shirt undone. 

Thrusting my hips forward, I held the back of Joan's head with my right hand and with my left hand I twisted back to my left and pulled Nancy by her thick grey hair to my face pushing my tongue deep into her mouth. I totally abandoned myself to the pleasure I was experiencing as cum rushed upward and began spraying into Joan's vacuum-like mouth. Nancy continued to pump me as we sucked each other's mouth. Pulse after pulse of cum shot into Joan's mouth and even after my cock could give no more both women continued pleasuring me. I could hardly stand-up with the intensity of my own orgasm. Releasing my lip lock on Nancy I collapsed onto the lounge next to Joan.

Immediately Nancy lent forward to Joan, her pearls hanging enticingly from her chest, and sucked her cum filled mouth as her hand stroked my cock. I watched in awe as the two women continued to kiss, Joan lying back on the lounge with Nancy leaning over her. I pulled Nancy's hand off my still hard cock and moved behind her. As the two women continued their passionate embrace I pushed my cock against Nancy's delicious arse and bent forward cupping her large firm breast. I began to slowly dry hump Nancy through her red wool wrap, the sensation of the soft wool against my hard cock was incredible and almost as good as feeling her heavy breasts which I began to massage and squeeze through her clothing.

As the women continued to kiss I felt Joan's hands joined mine in massaging and kneading Nancy's breasts. As Joan and I increased the tempo and pressure the Matronly air that Nancy had projected was beginning to melt. I could feel her pushing back against my cock and her hands were forcefully pleasuring Joan's massive chest, squeezing, pulling and finally wrapping the Pearl necklace tightly around Joan's huge left tit as she began sucking on Joan's engorged nipple.

Joan then reached for Nancy's shirt and began undoing the buttons at the same time I began to caress Nancy's torso, running my hands up and down her back, then along the sides of her statuesque body. Reaching under the wool wrap I found the zipper to Nancy's skirt and quickly pulled it down, her skirt falling to the floor. My hands were all over her and I was pleased to find that she had no panties on, just a suspender belt and stockings. I pushed my cock into the crevasse of her arse pushing against the soft wool. Joan had released Nancy's large tits from the confines of the shirt and bra and she was now sucking on one of Nancy's large nipples.

I lent back and pulled the wool wrap over Nancy's arse and pushed my cock against the entrance of her hairy pussy. With hardly a movement the head of my cock entered her cunt. Immediately, Nancy stood and pushed my back, sternly telling me, "No, not yet, we are here for Joan. Joan come and lie on the carpet, we both need to love you."

Joan complied without hesitation; she lay on the carpet her huge breasts spilling to either side of her chest and opened her legs. Nancy once again took a firm grip of my cock and guided it to the entrance to Joan's soaking pussy saying, "Now make her feel like the woman she is."

I pushed into Joan's warm, wet pussy and fell against her body, holding her tightly, feeling her skin against mine and the sheer pleasure of our bodies reunited after such a long absence. We made love like we were the only ones in the room, totally focused on each other. I could tell Joan was close to orgasm as her hands gripped my arse and pulled my cock deeper into her hungry cunt. I lent back as I pushed my cock into Joan, so I could see this delicious woman reach her climax, her massive breasts sloshed back and forwards with each thrust. 

In the meantime, Nancy had removed the rest of her clothes except for her stockings, shoes and the red wool wrap that she had put back on after taking off her shirt and bra. She sat wantonly on the edge of the lounge, her legs splayed on either side of Joan's head and ran her fingers through the thick grey hair of her pussy, pulling and spreading the lips of her cunt. Her fingers diving deep into herself as she again began to instruct Joan. "Feel the pleasure Joan, feel how hard he is in your tight pussy, just let yourself go, you deserve this." 

I could feel Joan tighten around my shaft and I knew she was moments away from orgasm as Nancy spoke again. "Now hold your breast up and squeeze them together so we can see them." Without hesitation Joan scooped her tits together and began rhythmically rocking them. "Now let the orgasm come my Dear." As if on queue, Joan exploded into the throws of a massive orgasm, her body shuddered as waves of pleasure rocked her to the core.

Nancy then moved off the lounge and knelt on either side of Joan's head, facing me and lowered her pussy to Joan's mouth as she and I began kissing. I continued to fuck Joan as Nancy and I kissed, running our hands all over each other. I squeezed and massaged her big solid breasts through the soft wool as she rocked ever so slightly on Joan's eager mouth. Nancy broke the kiss and breathlessly told Joan, "deeper Darling I'm almost there."

On hearing that, I couldn't hold back any longer, my second load of cum spurt into Joan's pussy. Clearly feeling my orgasm Joan pushed against my hips and with both hands pulled Nancy's hips down onto her face forcing her tongue deeper into Nancy's pussy. At that moment the three of us shared the most intense physical pleasure. Nancy and I continued to kiss as her orgasm began to overtake her. Joan's muffled moans continued as she probed Nancy's pussy with her tongue.

The three of us eventually collapsed into each other's arms on the carpet our bodies intertwined. I was the first to stir. I stood up and looked down at the two mature women still dozing in post orgasmic bliss. Their large breasts mashed against each other, their aging beauty testimony to the sensuality of maturity. I walked into the kitchen and dialed the airline, canceling my flight home. As I stood in the doorway to the lounge room looking at the two aging Goddesses my cock began to stir.