Thy Neighbor's Wife
(and Other Sins)
A Fantasy
by
Copyright 2001 © Richard O Steele. All rights reserved
Chapter 12
Julie sat down first; she parked herself squarely in the middle of the couch. She was going to make sure that when Peter sat down, their bodies were going to be jammed together.
As Peter positioned himself on his cushion and squeezed up close to the massively bosomed beauty, Julie crossed her legs. What a sight! Her legs were so fine; her thighs were so sleek. Even more exciting, Julie's skirt was obviously riding way up on her thighs — hell, it was way up there to start with! Her mammoth tits were hiding the exact extent of that creeping; however, the skirt had been so short to start with that Peter was sure the hem must be around her crotch at least. Wow!
Even more thrilling was the sight of Julie's mammoth bosom. Her tits were so big that they were resting in her lap! They actually covered up part of her bare thighs. They extended below her hemline! The manner in which the gigantic milkers were simply jutting out of the tight, stretched-out sweater was getting Peter so excited he doubted he had enough spare skin not taken up by his boner to even close his eyes!
"I hope I'm not too casually dressed for you," Julie began. "It's just that I really like to get cozy and relaxed when I'm at home."
"Oh, no!" Peter quickly assured the shockingly buxom woman. "I think you look just fabulous!"
The bottle of wine and the two glasses were sitting on the coffee table. Neither Julie nor Peter seemed at all interested in having anything to drink just now — except with their eyes! They were clearly interested just in themselves. At any rate they were just sitting silently on the couch, staring at each other. Actually, the on-the-brink lovers were burning holes in each other's bodies with the laser-like intensity of their unblinking gazes.
Both of them clearly knew that things were about to explode! The question was how to get started. The two neighbors looked into each other's eyes and smiled shyly. Each clearly knew to a certainty that they were mere seconds away from a veritable explosion of lust!
Julie got the ball rolling by looking down at the coffee table. "This is a really wonderful wine," she whispered. "It's got just a great taste!"
Peter smiled. It was time to get the ball rolling faster — a whole lot faster! "No ... what's really wonderful and really great is being up close and personal with you, honey." He put his hand on Julie's soft, sleek thigh, softly stroked it for a few seconds, and then gave it a tiny squeeze. His hand, of course, was on her lower thigh just above her knee. Access to her upper thigh was impossible on account of the massive shelf of tit meat covering that area. In fact, Peter's shaking hand was only an inch or so from that lush spectacle of overly abundant tit flesh. The realization that he would undoubtedly be paying a whole lot of attention to that nearby concentration of soft, spreading flesh very, very soon made Peter groan with passion and anticipation. 'You're just a dream, baby!" he moaned.
"Hmmm ... Peter! Sweetheart!" Julie moaned. The ultra-buxom beauty responded by pivoting on the couch and placing one hand on Peter's chest and the other very gently around his neck. She was soon caressing the back of his head. Her massive rack of tit meat was now pushing strongly into the entire length of Peter's trunk from his chest to his groin. The sex-stunned fellow could feel his granite-like shaft actually sinking into a soft, giving mound of tit flesh.
"So ... you like being here with me?" Julie gently inquired.
"Oh, honey," Peter moaned, "it's a dream come true."
Peter was beginning to breathe very heavily. He knew that the two were going to lose it any second now. For his part, he couldn't wait!
Neither could Julie. "Baby!" she groaned. The impossibly buxom woman dreamily nodded, smiled in agreement, and then strongly moved against Peter. The busty beauty pivoted her body slightly to the left so that her massive shelf of tit meat would not prevent the couple from kissing. She gently planted her generous mouth against his and then softly began rubbing her thick, parted lips against Peter's slack, ready to kiss mouth. They were soon beginning their first kiss — and it was certainly not going to be their last!
The couple kissed softly, gently, but very passionately for about thirty seconds. Peter could feel the velvet cushioning of Julie's thick lips begin to slide with greater and greater strength and urgency against his own. He could sense that she was about to start moaning. The kiss was so thrilling that Peter could feel pre-cum begin to leak heavily out of his titanium-stiff cock. This coffee date with Julie was going to be everything Peter had hoped for!
The hard crush of Julie's improbably huge mounds of tit meat against the length of Peter's body was making matters even more electrifying. Peter was getting seriously inflamed by this increasingly passionate kiss!
After about half a minute, Julie broke away. "Oh, honey," she moaned, "I've waited so long for this!" Then, after pulling back a couple of inches or so, Julie strongly leaned back up against Peter; their bodies were now essentially welded together. This time she opened her mouth much wider and slipped her long, licking tongue far inside Peter's mouth. As her grazing tongue withdrew, he reciprocated by opening his mouth to the breaking point and then thrusting his thick, long tongue as far down Julie's throat as it would go. Peter began slowly plunging his hot, squirming tongue in and out of Julie's mouth with a passionate fuck-like cadence.
Both neighbors were now beginning to moan. This mutual face fuck was too much! Way too much! Their kissing had gotten into an extremely sexy rhythm. As Peter's tongue would withdraw from Julie's sagging mouth, her squirrelly tongue would immediately slip inside his and lick as much of the inside of his hot mouth as her long, wagging tongue could manage. So hot was their French kissing that it was already making soft, slurping sounds that were echoing throughout the living room!
Peter had begun to run his hand up and down Julie's soft and silky thigh, and then along the side of her buttocks toward her fabulous ass cheeks. The extremely short skirt and wide slits gave him total access to the hot, curvy flesh of her rump.
As Peter's hand moved to her upper thigh, Julie got up on her knees and frontally faced her new lover. In that fashion, she was giving Peter a straight shot at her ass. She so wanted to feel Peter cupping and squeezing her squirming butt!
This new position was giving Peter a lot of thrills as well. Because Julie's gigantic beyond-belief tits were so amazingly huge, he could feel their pillowed mass and unlikely heft all the way down to the top of his thighs. Jesus! The two were so close yet at the same time an exciting wall of tit meat was keeping their trunks at bay.
That wall of flesh was so exciting! The way it pressed so strongly against his raging cock was almost too much to bear! Peter was now using his cupped hands to pull Julie's hot curvy ass against his body while at the same time pushing back against her just-can't-be-true ultra-watermelons with his granite-like prick. He had actually begun to hump her. Peter was afraid he was going to pass out from lust and passion. God, this was heaven!
Their tongues passionately lashed at one another. The more frantically Peter slipped his tongue down Julie's throat, the more she reciprocated by sliding her own tongue inside and all over Peter's mouth. The room was filled with the echoes of their moaning.
The two lust-besotted lovers were now unashamedly licking each other's tongues almost like crazed barnyard dogs. They alternated this hot oral loving with passionate interludes devoted to sliding their tongues between each other's lips and teeth, exploring every square inch of their oral cavities from one side of the mouth to the other. By now the lovers' loud, passionate moaning and liquid kissing was filling up the entire sex-charged living room.
The hot couple finally broke for air. Julie looked deep into Peter's eyes with real affection — and overpowering lust! "We're really doing this, aren't we?" she breathed.
"You bet we are. Are you sorry?"
"Not a bit," Julie replied. "I wanted you so much! I've never ever cheated on Norman before. But when I saw you..." The giant-bosomed woman shook her head lightly in wonderment. "Somehow I just knew we were going to get together. I've never, just never, felt that way in my life before about anyone. Just never!"
Peter did not, of course, respond with any "first time for me too" comments. Thank God Julie did not press him on the point. In all likelihood she would rather not know. In that case, Heather, Letitia, and Gina would remain secrets. Not to mention Lakisha, whom he had fucked numerous times in his head, an act which, according to the Good Book, was as sinful as committing the actual act.
In any event, Julie hardly missed a beat. "I had to play it so cool, though," she went on, "'cause anything else could have alerted Norman — or Amanda for that matter. At one point I though I might have been laying it on a little too thick, that you might think I really wasn't interested!"
"It crossed my mind," Peter replied. "Still, even though I might have had a passing doubt or two from time to time, down deep I knew you were interested."
"I'm so glad! And I'm so hot, too! Oh, baby, you're so great!"
"How about guilty? Any of that?" Peter inquired.
"Sure ... a little! Who wouldn't be? I mean, the cats are away and — wouldn't you know it! — the mice are playing — for real! I wasn't even completely sure you really wanted to," she went on. "That's why I wore this outfit. To entice you. But when I saw the way you were looking at me in the kitchen, I knew we'd be kissing in no time flat." Julie paused. "That's enough talk for now. All I want to do now is kiss you again!"
This talk of guilt had been an involuntary diversion for Peter. He could have kicked himself for even bringing it up. The fact that he did probably arose out of his own guilt. Oh, well. He would focus instead on the sensual pleasures of the moment. Like, for example, the feel of Julie's big, huge breasts pillowing and rubbing against nearly the entire length of his trunk, pelvis, and upper thigh as the over-the-top lovers had this little chat. Those tits were so unbelievably and impossibly big.
Julie certainly got her wish! Within seconds the lovers had torridly fused their mouths together in another wild soul kiss. Peter and Julie simply couldn't turn off their unbelievably sensual kissing and embracing. Almost immediately, their mouths were so wide open that each seemed to be trying to swallow the other's face. Their lips slurped and sucked at each other, and the room continued to fill with wet sounds of their oral lovemaking. Peter couldn't stop playing with Julie's tight, astonishingly curved rump.
Peter and Julie were now unashamedly swallowing and gulping down each other's spit. Saliva now freely ran down each lover's chin and dribbled down on to their clothes. Even the couch was getting wet! Not that the obsessed lovers actually noticed! They were oblivious to anything but each other, as their hands roamed wildly over each other's backs, arms, and legs, and their tongues searched for new flesh to lick and suck.
Peter's rod was absolutely on fire. His cock had extended to its full sixteen inches and maybe beyond; he wondered if making out with Julie had added an inch or so to his usual super-long length! Or maybe something to its girth as well. One thing was sure — Peter could never recall being as stiff and ready to fuck, as he was right this minute!
Julie's moaning was getting louder and louder. She had moved her hand to the back of Peter's neck and was almost fiercely pulling her lover's mouth against her lips. The two could simply not have been kissing more passionately. By now, their loving had picked up the pace; each was wildly caressing and squeezing the other's body!
Still, Peter had yet to lay his hands on Julie's fantastically immense, beach ball-sized tits. Frankly, he was afraid that, on account of being so unbelievably excited, just touching her monstrous jugs could make him blow his wad right on the spot. Besides, her legs and ass were so thrilling in their own right! What's the hurry? He was just about to make his move, though, and he was sure Julie would have no objections!
Nor had Julie made a move on Peter's jutting, throbbing love muscle. He figured that they were still in the initial stages, though, and, besides, wasn't this the greatest make out session of all time? The leisurely pace, in other words, was making things even more exciting. In any event, if things continued to develop like this, they would have the weekend to complete their explorations of their remarkable bodies.
As these thoughts run through his fevered mind, Peter pulled away from what was a soul kiss of memorable proportions and started just passionately licking and tonguing Julie's sensuously thick lips. As her mouth passionately slid open, Peter drew one of her lips inside his mouth and started sucking it, while at the same time licking its underside from the inside of his mouth.
Julie started moaning even more helplessly. Peter released the lower lip, and switched to licking and sucking Julie's fat upper lip. All the while, his right hand kept fondling squeezing Julie's unbelievable ass cheeks.
Peter then alternated between drawing her swollen upper lip slowly between his teeth, and then her equally thick lower lip, while his hand all the while continued to massage and cup Julie's hot, squirming butt. Overcome with passion, Peter switched to flat-licking Julie's lips, then passionately sucking on them, and then wildly licking them again. Peter, it is safe to say, was totally out of control!
By this time, Julie's mouth was absolutely wide-open and drooling. The lovers were both moaning at nearly the top of their lungs. Peter responded by passionately licking the spit off her wet face — he was just licking and tonguing Julie's entire face and neck as well!
Julie began to reciprocate with the flat of her tongue. The hot couple were no longer even kissing — at least as that word is normally defined. They were simply licking each other's faces like overly friendly puppies.
After releasing Julie's upper lip and licking the saliva off his buxom neighbor's cheeks and then even sucking her nose and chin, Peter resumed some almost impossibly passionate French kissing. His hand was now indiscriminately petting and caressing Julie's thighs, legs, and butt. He was wild! Julie then returned the favor. Seconds later, she had began sucking and licking Peter's lips, which were generously thick themselves.
After a minute of so of such sucking and licking, Julie once again ran her tongue back and forth between Peter's teeth and lips. First she licked his upper gums, then the lowers.
The couple finally broke off from this overpoweringly torrid make out session.
"Like I said, the minute I saw you I just knew this would happen," Julie breathed. "At least I hoped it would! I'm so glad I played it cool like I wasn't interested. I really was so afraid Norman or Amanda might be suspicious. But I just hoped you would know. Anyway, I just knew that you knew that we were going to be in each other's arms before long. Oh, honey, this is so wonderful!" Julie was beginning to repeat herself on this subject. She was clearly concerned about the illicit nature of their relationship. And why not? It was a problem — and Peter knew it! At the same time, Julie clearly had no regrets. She was good to go!
"I didn't know anything was going to happen right away, but I sure did after that night at the pool," Peter responded. "Wow! I was blown away!"
Julie giggled. "I could tell! The look on your face when you saw my tits! I knew we were going to get together! Somehow! Somewhere! Sometime! That's why I'm so glad I invited you over today ... I just had to get you out of my system. Norman was gone, Amanda was gone ... If anything ever was going to happen, this was the time. Thing is," Julie went on, "I think you're getting farther into my system ... I certainly didn't plan on that!"
"Baby!" Peter moaned.
"I guess I figured we'd have our fling while our spouses were gone ... and then end it. I sure don't want to jeopardize our marriages. I mean, I do love Norman — he's a sweet little panda bear, such a supportive guy — and I can tell you really love Amanda ... she's so great! She's sweet and smart and really one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen. She's got movie star looks!"
"She's perfect. Well," Peter continued after a short pause, "almost perfect, that is."
"Why only 'almost'?"
"Well, she is extremely beautiful and all that ... she just got short-changed a bit in the chest department, is all."
Julie laughed. "I guess I could lend her a little of mine, couldn't I? I certainly have some to spare, don't I!" Then Julie got a more serious look on her face. "Does my Peter need some tit ... is that what you want, sweetie?"
"Oh, hell," Peter replied, "I was certainly attracted to your bosom — I've always had a thing about big breasts. But precious! Yours are beyond big! They're on another level altogether! They've got me so excited I'm about to explode!"
Peter then realized that because his feelings for Julie went way beyond her colossal tits, he ought to tell her so; he was sure Julie did not want to be thought of as just a pair of tits perched atop a pair of legs. Even shapely ones! "But I'm really hot for all of you," Peter assured her. "Every single inch. You're so sweet and beautiful and smart and funny, too. You've just got it all!"
"Thanks, sweetheart! Speaking of lending, though," Julie continued, "from what I could see at the pool party, you could certainly spare Norman some of your equipment. You were wearing a loose swimming suit and all, but it looked like you were really hung, baby! I mean, really, really hung! And for me that's awfully exciting!"
Peter looked a tad embarrassed. "I do have a lot of meat down there," he finally admitted.
"How much?" Julie eagerly asked
"Would you believe sixteen inches? When I'm ... umm ... hard, that is."
"Oh, honey, that's just fabulous!
"How about you ... can I ask? Your breasts are so spectacular! How big are they?"
Now it was Julie's turn to look a bit discomfited. "Would you believe I wear a 36Y-cup bra? My tits are just so huge! My measurements are 63-24-36."
"Oh, baby, that's so exciting!"
Peter had seen lot of huge tits on the Internet. He had a passing knowledge of bra sizes as a result. His knowledge was a bit sketchy but he knew one thing for sure — Julie's immense udders were a whole lot bigger than Y-cups! He was sure their true size went way past Z and then back up the alphabet a second time for a few letters at least. He was also pretty sure that her bust measurement of 63" was a gross undercount as well. Based on latex honeys like the Fulsom sisters he had seen on the Web, eighty-three inches seemed a lot more like it! If not more!
Peter guessed that calling them Y-cups made Julie feel more normal. Ditto for the 63" figure. If that made her happy, well then, Y-cups were what they would be. But in his heart Peter knew they were much bigger than that! And maybe — just maybe — some day he would find out how big they really were!
In the meantime, Peter leaned back in to resume the couple's passionate kissing. But Julie pulled back. She had something else on her mind!
"Wait a second. Here's the deal, precious. It looks like we're both a little bit overdeveloped — and that's putting it mildly! And I think we're both looking for 'big', if you know what I mean."
"Baby, baby! You're so right!" Peter moaned. "We've found it, too!"
"Do you think my tits are big enough to do the trick for you?" Julie asked in a low murmur.
"Oh, yes! Hmmm ... wow! ... Are you kidding! You better believe it!" Peter breathed.
"I want you to do be sure, though, honey. Cop a feel, baby. A big feel! Slide your hands under my big breasts. Fondle them all over and squeeze them a lot." Julie was starting to moan at the thrilling idea of this imminent loving-up of her colossal bosom. "Oh, honey, I want you to be sure." The buxom beauty was starting to slide her rump all over the couch cushion in anticipation of Peter's hot hands roaming all over her gigantic breasts. Her long, stiff nipples were just tingling with desire! They were actually indenting the straining wool of the sweater like bullets. Julie needed to get felt up so very badly!
"Feel me up, precious," Julie groaned. "Play with my tits, honey! Give my huge jugs a real loving. Please, darling, do it now!"
At this moment, Peter had begun moaning himself. He could feel a clot of pre-cum erupt from his cock head at the very announcement of this suggestion. He was so ready to feel up his new lover!
"Let me check it out, then," Peter moaned, his voice almost cracking with desire and anticipation. "I know I'm going to be sure 'cause — oh, baby! — I can already tell that your tits are so great!" Peter then moved his shaking right hand up to Julie's knee and prepared to bridge the short gap between that point and her swollen mounds of tit meat.
On account of the way in which Julie's vast shelf of tit meat was resting in her lap and even on her thighs, Peter figured he was going to have to slide his hand under her monstrously huge tits inch by inch in order to get started on this incredibly erotic inspection trip. He took his trembling hand and edged it, palm up, along her thigh and then — the moment was so exciting! — began to slide it under her massive left breast.
Peter's hand was soon buried between bosom and thigh; for all its breathtaking softness the giant breast was so heavy! The breast-intoxicated fellow kept gently pushing on; in the process, he had tentatively begun to squeeze and rub the massive load of tit meat from underneath as his hand got farther and farther along its bulbous expanse. Peter was getting increasingly amazed at the weight and heft of Julie's stupendous tit; it was just impossibly big! By now, Peter was frantically squeezing and kneading as he edged further and further under the spreading shelf of tit flesh. This was more tit than he had ever dreamed of! In response, Julie's moaning had markedly increased.
Peter then slowly pulled his hand back out of its velvet soft prison and began to work on the tip of the massive gland. Soon, he found his palm touching the biggest, stiffest nipple he had ever encountered. It was just jutting though the wool material. It had to be two inches long at least, was easily the thickness of his thumb, and was as stiff and erect as his own hard-on. The tit-mad fellow started to run his hand over the bottom of the breast in a total frenzy, madly rubbing the areola and wildly mashing the nipple against the palm of his hand. By this time, the lovers were moaning and screaming in unison.
Julie had begun licking his ear. She pulled back for a second and whispered, "I think you'll find that loving up my tits is a two-hand job, precious!"
Peter then threw decorum to the winds. He grabbed the colossal breast with both hands and rapidly roamed over the entire sweater-clad mass of the huge tit, wildly squeezing and stroking as he went.
Seconds later he had moved over to the equally massive right tit and begun wildly to rub and fondle that gigantic appendage. Then he moved back to the left tit and filled his hands with as much of Julie's super-massive tit meat as he could handle. Back and forth, back and forth; Peter was rubbing, squeezing, fondling, mauling, and massaging her startlingly massive bosom like a wild man. He had never dreamed that tits could be this huge but yet so soft and yet so firm at the same time. The combination seemed impossible but Peter's frenzied hands were witnesses to the truth of this paradox.
While this increasingly frantic tit-work was going on, Julie had been looking for something big as well. She found it. The unimaginably buxom woman began rubbing and squeezing the obscenely huge bulge that was thrusting through the thin material of Peter's shorts. As she ran her hand up and down the amazing length of his cock, Julie began to moan. "Oh, baby, I knew from that lump in your swimming suit that you carried a real hunk of pork between your legs. But, oh, honey, I never expected anything like this! This is too much! Literally!" Julie giggled at the thought.
Julie finally could not stand it. She slid her right hand down Peter's stomach and unbuttoned and then unzipped his shorts. Her hand deftly slipped inside and, with a lot of pulling and pushing, fished out his already utterly inflamed rock-hard, massive boner. "Oh, honey," she said, "it's so huge — it's just impossible for a cock to be so long and so thick! I've never had a dick this huge in my hand. Oh, precious, I can't wait to feel it plunging really deep into my body!"
Julie was just stunned by the size of Peter's shockingly huge cock. She had never dreamed that a male organ that size could even exist! It was as thick as her forearm! Its size made it look as if it had been transplanted from some hoofed animal! The rigid manner in which it jutted and strained out of Peter's groin demonstrated that it was almost beyond stiff! Julie suddenly realized that this was the cock she had been unconsciously dreaming off ever since she first began noticing the differences between boys and girls!
As she worked it out of his shorts, Julie rubbed and stroked and softly squeezed the mule-sized sex organ. "It's so stiff that it feels like it's made of steel, baby," Julie moaned. "Oh, sweetheart!" Then she started to slowly pull and jerk on the incredibly hard and thrusting boner. Each stroke sent really serious love shocks through the length of Peter's body. They were especially strong in the genital area, of course; he was not sure if he had ever felt so many electric jolts course up and down his pecker. This was so thrilling!
As she stroked, petted, and manipulated the massive love organ, Julie was astonished at the intricate webbing of veins that overlaid the surface of the hugely obese hunk of male meat. The blood vessels were so thick and huge! They bulged so prominently out of the taut, shiny skin of the massive sex cylinder.
Julie shivered with delight; she knew that these massive, artery-sized vessels were going to dig deeply into the walls of her cunt when the couple got around to fucking. Her sexual pleasure was going to be heightened greatly as a result. She could actually feel herself getting even wetter as her imagination was overcome by the erotic possibilities. She wondered too if that extra blood supply wasn't going to give her guy a lot of extra staying power as well. Finally, she was willing to bet that these swelling arteries accounted for the remarkable warmth of Peter's genitals. Wow! Holding on to his shaft was like encircling a hot water pipe! Peter's cock was beyond amazing!
The ardent lovers gradually increased the intensity of their foreplay. Julie kept stroking and petting Peter's colossal love muscle. "Oh, honey," she moaned, "you're so stiff that I can't even move your cock off center. Not even a little bit! This is so fantastic!"
While this electrifying attention was being paid to his fantastically engorged cock, Peter kept on rubbing and squeezing Julie's bigger than huge bosom though her tight, sexy sweater. The couple were really getting ready for the next stage!
"Honey," Julie moaned, "let's get some of our clothes off. I really want to feel your hands and your mouth on my bare tits. My huge breasts really need some serious tit loving!"
As the couple prepared to shed some more clothing, they passionately kissed for a few more moments. As their searching tongues wildly plunged in and out of their mouths, Julie's hand slid down to cup and rub Peter's baseball-sized balls. The increasingly randy fellow could tell that Julie was getting super hot for his genitals. That was great — he would be happy to show her what he could do with them! In the meantime, she was free to experiment!
Finally, the kiss broke. Julie began pulling off Peter's shorts. "Take off my sweater, precious," she moaned. "I need you to love up my bare tits."
Peter obliged. It was a hard job, though. The almost incomprehensible size of Julie's mega-jugs — so, so huge! — made it difficult to get the giant globes free from their woolen captivity. The tit-crazed fellow realized that her giant cans were much too big to permit him simply to pull the sweater up and over her immense bosom. A different approach would be necessary. With a lot of pulling and pushing — what fun that was! — Peter managed bit by bit to roll the tight sweater up over the dramatic slope of Julie's oversized tits. Her breasts were so massive that it took Peter dozens and dozens of rotations to get the increasingly rolled up pullover up to the buxom beauty's neck and then finally over her head. Julie was so huge! Julie's unclad breasts were now on display.
Jesus! Julie's colossal bosom seemed even larger in the flesh than it had under the sweater. Each huge globe of tit flesh was much bigger than a watermelon! Her tits hung down so very low. The massive glands were not only resting in her lap but also covering up the upper portion of her thighs. They were so huge; yet they were so firm, so solid! Peter just sat on the couch looking at them with dropped jaw. He was in awe!
Because her tits were resting in her lap, Peter still could not get the full measure of Julie's titanic bosom. It was clearly gigantic; still, when the lovers were sitting on the couch it was going to be impossible to see exactly just how colossal her humongous tits really were. The opportunity to assay their full dimensions would come later when she was standing up; for now, Peter was happy to drift along in a degree of ambiguity. After all, he knew that when Julie and he finally faced each other with his genitals and her tits hanging free and unencumbered, the two lovers were going to be stunned! For now, though, Peter was happy to drink in their massiveness from the vantage point of the couch.
Julie's areolae were shockingly huge as well; they were nearly the size of sandwich plates, Peter would have guessed. Their milk chocolate colored flesh was ever so slightly puckered. His tongue yearned to start licking and lapping that rough, excruciatingly erotic flesh.
And then there were her nipples! In the flesh, they were as thick as thumbs, and were easily two or maybe three inches in length. Peter knew that Julie was really excited and aroused, but he still found it hard to believe that nipples could get that long or that stiff. He longed to suck them into his hot, wet, welcoming mouth. At the same time their very size struck him as ironic. They were surely made for nursing yet he wondered if they would actually be too big for a baby to nurse!
Julie pushed a huge breast into his chest "Honey, I want to play with your giant cock so bad!" she groaned. "And I need you to give my big breasts some serious loving. Let's nurse each other for a while — that's going to be so exciting!"
Peter was frankly uncertain as to how this mutual nursing would work. He was certainly willing to find out, however! He obligingly continued the process by kicking off his shorts.
"Let's both lay down on the couch, precious," Julie moaned. The much too buxom woman scooted down so her head was close to the tip of Peter's throbbing, jerking cock. Julie was lying on her side so that her massive bosom was jammed between their reclining bodies. Her tits were so huge that they actually kept their trunks from touching! The lovers were firmly separated by a solid wall of soft, warm tit flesh!
Julie gave out a loud moan, and, using both hands, grabbed hold of Peter's mule-sized cock. She soon was licking the generous sheen of pre-cum that coated Peter's cock head. At the same time, her hands were busily moving his taut cockskin up and down and up and down. She was sucking, licking, and jacking him off all at the same time. What a piece of work Julie was!
Peter noticed that in his reclining position, Julie's watermelon-sized left tit was easily accessible. The right tit, he could tell, was not going to be close enough to give it a true workout. That massive mound of meat would have to await its turn.
While the buxom beauty continued to lick and kiss his oversized cock head, Peter tried to encompass the circumference of her huge fat left tit with his big, hot hands. His hands, needless to say, did not even come close to encircling the immense hanger of tit meat. Its base was so huge, so meaty!
Still, he was able to able to squeeze, fondle, and pet the shockingly huge expanse of breast flesh with real vigor and passion. Peter was particularly thrilled by the fact that so much of the volume of the hot, welcoming tit exceeded the grasp of his hands. Accordingly, his hands ardently slid up and down the obese shaft of mammary tissue as if they had minds of their own. Peter had never before enjoyed sensations like this!
By this time, Julie had taken the whole of his tennis-ball-sized cockhead into her mouth. Lots of girls had come up short before this point! Not Julie! She was simultaneously sucking and licking the straining knob with wild passion. The bottoms of her teeth were even lightly grazing upon his cock head and shaft. This girl knew how to use all her equipment!
As he continued uncontrollably to trace his hands up and down the shaft of Julie's mammoth tit, Peter realized that if he bent his head and strained just a little, he could actually lick and suck her nipple and areola. The breast-intoxicated fellow was soon passionately licking the remarkably large expanse of breast flesh; he alternated this wild loving with a passionate licking of her rock-hard nipple. Julie's nipple was so stiff!
By this time, Julie had taken four or five inches of cock into her mouth. The feel of her mouth, lips, and tongue on his inflamed member was almost impossibly exciting. She was now also sucking in her cheeks so that this area of flesh was massaging his cock head and the first few inches of his shaft as well. As all this was going on, her head was bobbing and weaving with passion as the unbelievably sensual blowjob went on and on!
This was as deep as any girl — including Amanda — had ever gone down on him. Yet no one — again including Amanda — had done such thrilling things to his cock. Julie was a cocksucker beyond compare!
Peter reacted by moaning even louder and then pulling Julie's left tit closer to his mouth while at the same time bending his neck a bit more to welcome the massive fleshy appendage. He found that by doing so he could actually start to suckle Julie's tit. He could nurse her! And she was nursing him! It was actually possible for these two wildly overdeveloped lovers to nurse each other!
Peter immediately opened his mouth so wide that he could hear his jawbone crack. He drew in as much tit flesh as possible. He was not surprised to see that he could not even take in all of Julie's areola — she was way too big for that. Yet his mouth was more full of tit than ever before in his life. In response, he began sucking and nursing like a baby whose last meal had been served too long ago to remember! Unlike your usual baby, however, he was licking the shaft of her nipple from inside his mouth as he suckled the immense milker. In addition, his hot, tit-hungry hands were frantically racing up and down the inconceivable length of the elongated, bulbous hanger of tit meat. The effect on Julie was immediate; she began moaning even louder than before.
As he frantically sucked and squeezed the massive column of tit meat, Peter suddenly realized that Julie was going deeper still! Jesus! He could feel his straining cock head bumping up against the back of the overly buxom girl's throat as she wildly sucked and licked his gigantic member. His cock was so thick that many girls in the past had had trouble getting their mouths open wide enough to take in any of it. Yet Julie had swallowed a fantastic seven or eight inches of extremely thick cock! This was heaven!
Mere seconds later, one of the most amazing moments of Peter's sex life occurred. He sensed that Julie had stopped sucking for a moment, and seemed to be taking a deep breath. She pulled her head up to around his cock head; a second later, she almost savagely went down on his iron-like rod.
Peter once again felt his cock head bump against the back of Julie's throat. This time, however, the giant-bosomed beauty kept going! She was ramming the length of Peter's long, thick cock deep down into her throat! Julie's was actually trying to deep-throat her lover! But how in the world could a 16" cock with a 12" girth make it down her throat? Peter doubted it would even fit!
Well, it was not a problem. It did fit. Somehow. Peter could sense Julie gulping as his cock head passed the location of the gag reflex. He could feel his cock heading down her gullet toward her stomach. Julie was going all the way!
Seconds later, Julie's thick lips were bumping up against Peter's groin. She had swallowed the whole fucking thing! Peter had kept on nursing her giant tit throughout but loud moans and groans now accompanied the slobbering noises his suckling of Julie's immense udder was producing. Peter had never dreamed that a blowjob like this was even possible! No matter — it was happening!
Julie's fantastic blowjob went on and on. Once Peter's gigantic love snake was fully inside her body — Jesus! his oversized cock head might actually have invaded her stomach! — the mega-titted girl would pull up so far that only half of Peter's swollen cock head was in her mouth. She would then start down, take a deep breath, once again ram the giant sex tube down her gullet, relax her throat, gulp, and crush her lips against her lover's lush nest of pubic hair. She would then do it again. And again. And again. And again!
Peter was going crazy! As Julie repeatedly deep-throated him, she kept on tonguing his shaft, sucking in her cheeks to increase the rubbing effect, and grazing his swollen cock with her teeth. Now she had even begun using the roof of her mouth as well to massage the thrusting shaft. The truth is that there was hardly a part of Julie's oral equipment that was not busily engaged in giving her neighbor a loving he would never forget!
Not the least of the excitement for Peter was caused by the extremely close quarters in Julie's throat on account of the mind-boggling girth of his cock. He could strongly feel the entire length of the much too buxom girl's throat as his sliding cock rasped against its walls. This was much more exciting than a mere blowjob in which essentially only the woman's lips and tongue would be making contact with her lover's dick.
Peter's breast nursing had gotten a lot more exciting as well. Julie had gotten so excited on account of her deep throating that she was starting to leak serious amounts of tit cum! Jesus! Nearly as much sexy liquid was drizzling out of Julie's fossilized nipple into Peter's mouth as if her giant tit had been full of milk! Peter was sucking and swallowing like a wild man!
Because she was gulping down every inch of Peter's stallion-sized cock all the way down into the center of her body, Julie no longer had any reason to jack his cockskin up and down; instead, she had begun lovingly to fondle his huge balls. She knew that they were full of hot, creamy sperm that was wildly eager to race the full length of her lover's sex python and then explode into her mouth, throat, and stomach.
Julie seemed to have developed a very good sense of just how inconceivably excited and frenzied Peter was getting. As a result, she could tell that this guy was going to produce an amazing quantity of jism. It was going to happen any second now; she could tell. What's more, the much too buxom girl just knew that this river of hot, creamy seed was going to be ejaculated with an amazing amount of force. She couldn't wait!
The effect of this thrilling mutual nursing was indeed driving Peter over the top. "I ... I ... I'm getting real close!" the massively genitaled fellow started to scream as he detached his mouth from Julie's stiff red nipple for a moment. Yet Julie kept passionately sucking away at the massive rod; if she was concerned about the possibility that her lover might blow lunch into her mouth, she certainly was exhibiting no signs of it!
"I'm going to come any second!" Peter screamed, even louder this time. He had thrown his head back, overcome by the ever-increasing intensity of his mounting sexual pleasure. Drool was running down his chin, and his screams had begun to tail off into senseless animal whimpering. For a moment he had even forgotten to keep sucking and fondling Julie's colossal tit!
The giant-breasted beauty's response? If anything, Julie accelerated the pace of her cocksucking. It was clear she was eager for her lover to fire a huge load of spunk down her throat!
Peter then felt a tickle in his anus announcing that his orgasm was beginning. He knew it would be an overwhelmingly strong cum! "I'm c ... c ... com ... coming!" he screamed.
Unimaginably strong thrills and chills began to course up and down his body. It felt as if every nerve in his body was involved in these sexual thrills. They were so strong! Yet the power of the cum kept getting stronger and stronger.
Peter was now shaking and shuddering with unparalleled sexual delight. "It's so fucking strong!" he shouted. All of Peter's orgasms were extremely strong, much stronger than those enjoyed by the average guy, locker room chatter had led him to believe. But this cum was like no other — it was more forceful and concentrated than any he had ever experienced before. Drool was running out of his slack mouth as his entire frame shook and shuddered uncontrollably from the might of the seemingly endless orgasm. It was so fantastically thrilling! It went to show what a firm pair of 36Y (sic!) tits could do to a fellow!
Even though he was shuddering and shaking with unimaginable electric thrills, Peter had resumed his wild suckling of Julie's gigantic tit. His hands continued to squeeze and rub the gargantuan shaft of flesh as well. Even at this climatic moment, Peter just could not get enough of Julie's huge bosom!
As the cum went on and on, Julie continued to deep-throat the entire length of Peter's now-convulsing shaft. As her wide-open mouth began another trip down the thick sex tube, Peter could feel an unimaginably strong and urgent rope of hot sperm start to rocket out of his cock hole. The powerful ribbon of spunk actually began to erupt just as Peter's cock hole was deep inside Julie's welcoming body.
The ultra-buxom beauty violently jerked as the explosive stream of jism assaulted her insides. His cock was so deep inside Julie that Peter assumed that the eruption of love cream must be directly entering her stomach! Peter was sure that if his cock had been out in the open, his fountain of jism would have hit the ceiling. He was that aroused! No wonder Julie jumped!
This super-strong ejaculation seemed as if it would never end. Jesus! Peter was so hot! The initial stream of seed finally ended after about fifteen seconds or so, only to be succeeded moments later by a second powerful burst of sperm. This explosion of semen began when Julie's mouth was moving up toward Peter's cockhead, so that the powerful rope of seed slammed directly into the back of her throat.
Julie acted as if she had been pole axed! In fact, the spewing flow of sperm was becoming impossible for her gulping throat to keep up with. A flood of creamy, hot seed began gushing out of Julie's mouth. It was soon coating Peter's shaft, soaking his pubic hair, and flowing all over his groin.
Still, though, Julie kept deep-throating the massive cock all the way through the orgasm. She did not miss a beat! Even the recurrent explosions of gushing jism failed to disturb her rhythm. Julie was a cocksucker par excellence!
Peter let go of his lover's massive tit and moved his hand down to her cunt. It felt as if it were floating in sex juice; Peter had never encountered a woman who was this wet! Not even Amanda, Peter realized with a start, had ever gushed like this! Vaginal discharges were just pouring out of her pussy.
Peter knew that Julie needed — and deserved! — a little of what he was getting. He could tell that the unthinkably buxom girl's cunt was really wide-open, so he tried to slip three fingers inside her gushing twat.
They were sucked up the soaked passageway in an instant. As Peter began wildly finger-fucking his lover, she kept on passionately blowing his big, sperm-spraying cock. Julie had started to moan and suck, however, in response to Peter's digital exploration of her vagina.
In and out, in and out ... Julie was so wet that Peter's fingers were making loud sucking sounds that matched the slurping noises that were accompanying Julie's ministrations to his erupting cock.
Peter then curled his fingers back a bit to work on the front wall of Julie's cunt; he was looking for her "G" spot. The sex-stunned fellow was not sure if he had found it; he had surely found something, however! Julie's dripping cunt suddenly and absolutely exploded on his hand as she was seized by an absolutely overwhelming cum. Her luscious rump began sliding all over the couch as her equally luscious body began to shudder, stiffen, and shake as her overpowering orgasm went on and on and on.
Peter's cum was still going on itself; he reckoned that it was into its third minute. Amazing! His powers of concentration were definitely impaired but he could not remember having an orgasm of that length. Just never!
By this time, he was up to at least his twentieth heroic spurt of jism — if not more! The spreading puddle of love goo had flowed off his body on to the couch. For its part, Julie's convulsing pussy had produced a gallon of cunt juice — or so it seemed; it too had deeply soaked into its cushions! This piece of furniture might well be history!
Finally, at about the four-minute mark, Peter's giant cum began to subside. His shudders and thrills were definitely weakening. Julie's simultaneous cum was still going strong, however, so Peter kept on wildly plunging his cum-soaked fingers deep into his lover's convulsing twat. She seemed to be having the orgasm of her life as well — all on account of a period of almost impossibly deep kissing, some very passionate tit work, and a hurried finger fuck! Julie was entitled to a lot more loving than that, and Peter was going to see she got it! And not just once, either!
When the lovers' overpowering cums finally played out, Peter and Julie looked at each other in awe. Each knew that they had just enjoyed orgasms that were almost too intense for the human body to produce. They were so moved that they could not even speak; instead, they slammed their wide-open mouths against each other in an almost impossibly frantic French kiss.
Peter immediately tasted a tangy, salty flavor in Julie's mouth; it was, he suddenly realized, the remains of the abundance of jism he had rocketed into her mouth, down her throat, and well beyond. Peter had certainly never tasted sperm before but no matter — he was too hot to do anything else but let the love juice trickle down his throat. He wanted to share everything with Julie!
When the face-swallowing kiss finally ended, Peter noticed clots of jizz all over Julie's lips and cheeks. He lovingly licked them away. There was, it seemed, nothing he couldn't do for his ultra-buxom lover. This loving had been beyond anything Peter had ever imagined, let alone experienced! He was suddenly seized by the realization that, the impossibility of the situation notwithstanding, he was going to find it very hard indeed to hold this relationship to a one-night, or even one-weekend, stand!
The deeply contented lovers soon nestled in each other's arms. They were cooing and billing in the glow of their overflowing sexuality. Yet they were looking to the immediate future as well, for Peter had already begun to fondle Julie's immense tits and she was running her hands up and down Peter's limp but still gigantic cock. These hot lovers were far from satiated!
"Where did you ever learn to deep-throat like that?" Peter asked, his voice limned with wonder. "I never imagined such a thing was possible — at least for a guy who's hung like me!"
Julie leaned up, gave Peter a kiss on the cheek, and then chuckled. "I'm glad you liked it, honey. And believe me, it was really great for me, too. You're so wonderful!"
The lovers took a break for a loving French kiss. Their tongues wildly searched the far reaches of their mouths; then each took turns sucking the other's generously full lips.
"Come on," Peter insisted as the hot embrace ended. "How did you ever learn to suck a cock like that?"
"It's a long story," Julie said.
"And I've got time," Peter replied. "Out with it!"
"It goes back to college," Julie began. "I grew up in Scranton — I was Julie Lund then — but I went down to Chapel Hill for college."
"I bet those Tarheel guys wouldn't leave you alone," Peter murmured, his hands again rubbing and squeezing Julie's massive tits. God, she was so big!
"You might think so, but you'd be wrong. For the most part you'd be wrong. My breasts were so huge by then that I think they scared the guys off. I had a few dates my freshman and sophomore years but that's really it. The guys were nothing special at all. I actually was kind of lonely. I think I scared the girls off as well. I couldn't even get a bid from a sorority. I think they saw my bosom as a kind of sexual threat to their social lives. I made a few friends in my freshman dorm and that was pretty much it."
"Poor baby," Peter moaned. The tit-stunned fellow was now sucking and licking Julie's mountainous left breast.
"Hmmm ... keep doing that ... it feels so good! Anyway, early my junior year I ran into a star defensive end on the football team. He was not shy at all, believe me! He took one look at me on the path between classes and came right over and asked me out. Actually, he almost ordered me to go out with him."
"And?" Peter asked.
"And, I said yes." Julie replied. "He was a huge, good looking black guy ... I mean huge! He was 6' 6", and weighed around 285. And it was all muscle."
"I bet I know something else that was huge!" Peter interrupted.
"Smart fellow!" Julie grinned. "You bet he was huge! When Andre was erect he went thirteen inches. He was really thick, too. He had just a massive tool! We made love on the first date ... Andre was not a guy who would wait for anything! He took what he wanted. Delayed gratification was not in his playbook! It was my first time, believe it or not — thank God he was gentle. He sucked and played with my tits for what seem like hours while his thick fingers slipped in and out of my pussy. God! His middle finger was bigger than most cocks! Finally, when I was really ready, he just eased his big tool inside my vagina, slowly, slowly, ever so slowly!"
"Did it hurt?" Peter asked, a little thickly. This hot talk was lengthening and thickening up his love hose.
"Sure it did! But it felt so good, too! After that, I just could not get enough of Andre. Or his cock, to be precise about it. We just fucked all the time. He taught me lots of things too — like deep throating, for example." Julie giggled. "I got the equivalent of a Ph.D. in loving techniques, that's for sure! Andre knew it all! And that was great 'cause I found it all so exciting! Including deep-throating!"
"Me, too," Peter groaned. He had now started to pull on his engorging dick with both hands.
"The one fly in the ointment was that Andre was so controlling and so awfully jealous. We always had to do what he wanted when he wanted to do it. It got to be a drag. In addition, I got stared at a lot on account of my huge breasts. After a while, Andre started blaming me for those stares! I was starting to realize that this relationship could be trouble!"
"He sounds like a dangerous guy, actually," Peter observed.
"You bet he was! Finally," Julie continued," one night when I was down in the dormitory lounge waiting for Andre to pick me up — he always insisted I wait for him; he would never call up for me — a rich fraternity boy — a KA from Mississippi, as I recall — started hitting on me. I tried to avoid him — I knew how Andre would react if he saw it happening! — but to no avail. Just as the guy was in the middle of his pitch, Andre walked in. When he saw us talking, he just walked up, grabbed me by the arm, and fairly pulled me out of the dorm. I was getting yanked on like a rag doll! When we had turned the corner of the building, Andre pushed me up against a wall and started screaming at me: "Bitch! What you messing with that rich white boy for? I ain't gonna stand for that shit!' With that, Andre wound up and smacked me on the cheek with his huge open palm. I never even got a chance to explain. Instead, I saw stars!"
"Jesus!" Peter interjected.
"That was it. I had really been getting worried about Andre's controlling personality and his explosive anger. I had vowed that if he ever hit me, even once, I was out of there. That very minute!"
"And were you?"
"Absolutely!" Julie replied. "Actually, I had crumbled down into the bushes from the blow and was crying and whimpering. Andre just looked down and said, 'Get up, cunt ... we got places to go. Things to do!' I lay on the ground and screamed 'NO! I've got no place to go with you! Ever! Just get OUT before I scream for the police! Get OUT!'"
"Did he?"
Julie giggled. "Andre got very angry. He looked like he wanted to hit me again — a lot harder this time! — but people were starting to notice our scene. A small crowd was gathering. After a couple more of my screams — they were starting to get bloodcurdling! — he decided he'd better hit the road. Too many football players were getting arrested on assault charges those days — he didn't want to chance it. It could mess up his scholarship and hurt his chances of going pro."
"Was that the end of it?" Peter asked.
"Nearly. Oh, he called me a lot and came by the dorm and even stopped me on the campus a few times. I even thought he was stalking me for a while but I couldn't prove it. He made lots of promises about how had had just lost it for a second, that it would never happen again, how it was a mistake, he was so sorry — you know the drill. He talked about how we were so good together, how much he needed me, how much he loved me, blah, blah, blah. I was determined, though. I just knew that if we got back together, it would just get worse and worse and worse."
Julie smiled ruefully. "And it did in a way — but not for me. Andre went into the NFL after college and played a few years for the Dolphins and then the Chargers. One day I saw in the paper that he had been arrested for assaulting the live-in girl friend that also happened to be the mother of his three children. She had broken facial bones and contusions and such. She also had lots of faded bruises and healed fractures from earlier assaults. That could have been me, Peter!"
"Wow!" Peter exclaimed. "That makes it a real happy ending for you, at least."
"No, wait," Julie continued. "There's more to the story. The funny thing was that when I was lying on the ground crying after Andre had left, a fellow came up to see what was wrong, to see if I was OK. He was a second year law student from Raleigh. It was Norman!"
"Really?"
"Really! I don't think Norman would have had the nerve to approach me under normal conditions, but when he saw me in distress and all ... well ... his natural shyness just went into remission and his kind heart took charge!"
"So that's how you two hooked up?"
"Yep. We went to the student union for coffee and talked and talked and talked. Norman was just what I needed at that point; he just listened and was very comforting. He was — he is — a sweet, kind man. Norman was truly the opposite of Andre in every way."
"Including," Peter smirked, "the trouser snake department?"
Julie gave him a playful swat. "Yes, in that department as well. Now," she added quickly, "Norman's not tiny, exactly ... he's just not very big. Nothing like Andre."
The impossibly buxom woman then looked down at Peter's lengthening sex python and giggled. "I think you have all the self-confidence you need, Peter — and then some. This short course in comparative anatomy is therefore over!"
At this point, Julie reached down to fondle this very, very big, thick sperm delivery system. Peter was equally engrossed with "big". He was rubbing and fondling Julie's immense right tit. The lovers quickly fell into a passionate soul kiss that made their fondling become even more ardent.
When they broke for air, long strings of saliva stretched between their mouths. Peter and Julie clearly got deep into each other's faces during their kissing!
As the fondling continued, Julie went on with her story. "Norman and I started dating. I really grew fond of him. He wasn't exciting, you know, but I had really had quite enough excitement with Andre. Norman was loving, caring, giving, solicitous, and very, very kind. He was everything a partner should be, except...."
"Except?"
"Except our relationship was really short on passion. There were no sparks. Still, there was a lot of quiet affection and, in time, a deep if subdued love. When Norman asked me to marry him a couple of weeks before we both prepared to take our degrees, I asked for a couple of days to think it over. I applied the old Ann Landers test — would you be better off with him or without him? I decided that on balance — and it really was a close call — I would be better off with him. And so I said 'Yes.'"
"Was it the right decision?" Peter asked.
Julie paused for a second. "Yes ... yes it was. It's a little dull living with Norman, and he is a bit of a nerd as well." Julie sighed. "We don't go out or do much socializing, either, but that's OK with me 'cause I'm so self-conscious about my tits. He's kind of a homebody himself, so we're just fine on that score."
"No regrets?"
"No, not really, except...."
"Except what?"
"Except the excitement I had with Andre. The sort of fizzy feeling I'd get each day when I'd see him for the first time. But of course the fizzy feeling eventually went flat when he smacked me!"
An evil little smile then appeared on Julie's full lips. "I miss the hot sex, too — it was so exciting! Norman is such a prosaic lover! Once or twice a week tops, missionary style — he doesn't even play with my tits every time. But he does love me so much and that counts for a lot! He's a great provider, too." Julie's smile had now become downright sinful. "Of course, I do miss Andre's huge thirteen inch cock. That's why it's so great being here with you, Peter. I've been yearning for a really big one now for years!"
Julie was now pulling on Peter's mule-sized shaft with greater energy. "Guess what, precious," she continued. "Andre was unbelievably huge. But you're bigger ... a lot bigger! My memory tells me that you're several inches longer than he was. And I can tell from trying to encircle your shaft with my hand — good luck, Julie! — that you're a lot thicker than he was, too. That makes you the answer to my prayers, honey! It makes you my dreamboat, sweetheart!"
"Baby!" Peter moaned, as he began stroking Julie's massive tits with even greater fervor.
"Missing the excitement of really great sex has been rattling around inside of me for years. My yearning for a big love stick has been in the back of my mind for a long time, too," Julie continued. "Something just snapped inside me when I first saw you after we moved in. You just looked exciting ... there was something about you ... I can't explain it but it was there, and I knew it the minute I saw you! Of course, then I didn't know about your giant cock. If you looked exciting then, imagine how you look to me now! Oh, baby!" The ultra-buxom beauty continued to stroke her lover's tennis racket-sized phallus. She simply could not get enough of it!
Julie paused in thought for a moment. "I haven't deep-throated a guy since I broke up with Andre." She giggled. "There's no need to with Norman. I mean it just isn't long enough to reach my throat." Julie paused, and looked rueful. "I've got to stop picking on Norman; he's really a considerate lover. The point, though, is that you're the first deep-throat I've given in eight years or so." She smiled wistfully. "It all came right back to me, though — the rhythm, the breathing, the deep gulps, 'n all. I guess it's like riding a bicycle. Once you get the hang of it, you never forget how to do it."
"Baby!" Peter was too overcome with passion to put together a more complicated sentence than this!
"When I first saw you when we moved in, I never dreamed I'd be dusting off my deep-throat techniques," Julie continued. I knew I was interested in you but who could have guessed? Once I saw you in your swimming suit, though, memories of deep-throating Andre did run through my mind."
"Sweetheart," Peter moaned.
By the way," Julie added, "I could tell you were really wondering about my figure when you first spotted me after we moved in."
"I was that obvious, huh?" Peter inquired.
"Yep, you were! You were positively bug-eyed! And then that invitation to a pool party! Ha! I couldn't believe it! I knew you were just looking for a way to check out my tits. And getting your wife to offer the invitation. Really, Peter! That was so manipulative! I was so nonplussed by the whole deal that I nearly said no."
"That was obvious, too, huh?"
"Completely. I mean, it was as good an idea as any but I certainly knew what you were up to," Julie smirked. "But because I was really wondering about you, too, I decided to give you a look at my tits and see where things went from there."
"As you can see," Peter responded, "I was totally blown away by your tits and by everything else about you as well!
The narrative was abruptly interrupted as the lovers' fat lips firmly crushed up against each other. They were spending too much time talking and not enough time kissing. Their wide-open mouths were soon feeding on each other like beached fish gasping for air. Their tongues were wildly searching every square inch of each other's oral cavities. To make matters even more thrilling, Julie's ceaseless fondling of Peter's super-erect cock was threatening to cause it to spray jism all over the living room. It was clearly time the lovers moved into a more appropriate playroom.
Julie continued languorously to jack off her lover after the kiss was over. "Honey," she moaned, "I had seen how exciting you looked in street clothes. Still, I probably could have kept my distance and just admired you. When I saw that huge lump in your swimming trunks, though, I just knew we going to have to get together. From the way you were staring at my huge tits, I knew you felt the same way about my figure. Honey, we had the kind of bodies that just had to get acquainted. Baby, this was something that was bound to happen! And now I see that big ole' Andre was just a little kid compared to you! Darling, I don't see how I'm going to be able to leave that giant thing alone! Ever!"
As Julie leaned back in for another kiss, Peter pushed her back. "Sweetheart, I want to give you some exciting loving just like you gave me. But not on the couch. Let's go to bed, honey. I want to love up your pussy so it's as wide open as the Amazon River. Then I want to stick my big dick inside your pussy lips and then ease it all the way down into your womb and then fuck you to death. Let's go do it, baby — now!"
End of Chapter 12
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