“Now Ikenna…I’ve seen you staring at my boobs many times. Would you finally like to see them?”
And I thought I was being sneaky!
Hearing her say the word “boobs” seemed surreal. I still hadn’t found my voice so I simply nodded a third time.
Mrs Tolani untied the sash around her waist. Then she opened the silk robe and shrugged her shoulders so that it fell to a heap on the ground.
Damn.
Mrs. Tolani stood before me wearing nothing except a lace bra and matching panties. The thin straps of her bra looked like they would snap any second from the strain of holding her immense melons. Her big round breasts were smashed together, creating a deep chasm of cleavage between them. Her skin was smooth and looked evenly tanned.
“What do you think?” She asked me.
“Wow, Mrs. Tolani…you look incredible.” I gawked. She seemed visibly relieved by my honest answer.
“You still have more to see.” She said smiling.
Then she arched her back and reached behind her for the strap on her bra. This caused even more strain on the lace material and I thought for sure her huge boobs would break through by sheer force. But somehow the bra held until she unhooked the clasp in the back. She slid the thin straps over her shoulders, her eager breasts burst forth. Her heavy breasts fell out of the cups as she let the bra slide off her arms, joining her robe on the floor.
Holy mother of God. This can’t be real. I must be dreaming.
My dick jumped as I took in the unbelievable scene in front of my eyes. Mrs Tolani’s giant round breasts hung there naked. They hung lower out of her bra for certain, but I was amazed at how well they held their shape. I wondered how gravity didn’t pull those heavy breasts to the ground. Her nipples were a few shades darker than her skin and perfect circles the size of coins. On a smaller girl’s chest, they may have looked tiny, but they actually looked well-proportioned compared to her huge mounds of breasts flesh. She ran her hands up her sides and cupped her large breasts, pushing them together.
“Do you like them?” She asked.
“Mrs. Tolani….I…I don’t know what to say…”
I was truly at a loss for words at how glorious her breasts were. She giggled, apparently pleased with my reaction.
“So, I assume they’re good enough for motor boating?” She teased.
Mrs. Tolani:
What are you doing?! You just made out with your son’s best friend?
I don’t know; it just happened. I invited him in to tease him a little bit, but I told my conscience I didn’t expect we would actually end up kissing or anything.
“This is wrong,” I said. “You’re my son’s age.”
“Well…technically I’m a year older.”
“Your mother would kill me!”
This kid probably hasn’t even had sex before. Do you really want to be his first?
“Are you a virgin?” She asked me.
He nodded his head.
See! It’s wrong on so many levels.
But he clearly wants to. And he looks much older than his age. He’s also a lot more mature than Kola. Maybe it would be good to be his first, I could teach him. It would definitely be a lot better experience than my first time.
You’re not seriously considering having sex with a teenager?
Fine, we won’t fuck. But we can still have a little bit of fun together.
I’m not so sure.
Fuck it.
“Just this once…no one can ever know,” I said. “Especially Kola.”
He nodded his head again.
“Now Ikenna…I’ve seen you staring at my boobs many times. Would you finally like to see them?”
My Silk robe was soon on the floor. I undid the clasp of my bra…no turning back now.
He looks like a kid in a candy store, haha!
The bulge that had been growing in his jeans looked even larger now.
I have to see it again. It looks so big, I just want to see if my imagination exaggerated the size.
“It’s okay…you can touch them.” I encouraged him.
He glanced up at me with wonder in his eyes and then he quickly brought his attention back to my bare breasts. He stood from his bar stool and stepped closer to me. He raised his hands and gently took one breast in each hand.
He hefted them as if he was weighing them. Then he pushed my breasts together and began to squeeze them like Agege bread.
“Oohh…” I cooed. I was surprised at how good it felt.
He pinched my erect nipples gently and rolled them between his fingers.
Wow…this is actually really nice. I might as well give him what he wants.
I put my hand on the back of his head, arched my back and pushed his face towards my heaving chest. He followed my cue and buried his face in my copious breasts. I smiled, it was so juvenile. Then he surprised me as he latched his mouth onto one of my hard nipples and began to suck.
“Ahh…” I moaned again.
He lashed it with his tongue and then moved to the other nipple, sucking that one like a baby sucks breasts for milk while he massaged the other one with his hand.
“You naughty boy. You’re not as innocent as I thought.” I told him. “Do you like sucking my big fat breasts?”
“Oh my gosh yes, I love your boobs.” He said briefly coming up for air before he put his mouth back on my tit.
I allowed him a few moments to enjoy what he was doing before I interrupted.
“Take your shirt off,” I told him.
With visual disappointment, he let go of my breasts and did as I said. I placed my hands on his muscular chest and then ran one down his flat stomach.
“I’m going to enjoy this,” I told him.
He smiled from my compliment. I let my hand continue south and stop at the bulge in his trousers.
There’s no way this thing is real, he must have stuffed a sock down there. Boys do that sometimes I’ve heard.
I kissed him in the mouth. Then on the neck, next I laid a wet kiss on his chest. I kissed his torso all the way down as I dropped to my knees. Finally, I put my hands on his butt and kissed his lower abdomen, just above the waistline of his jeans.
“Take off your shoes,” I told him. “I have a confession.”
“What?” He asked, looking down at me.
“I can’t be mad at you for staring, because I have sneaked a glance or two at this right here as well.” I admitted and I patted his crotch.
I took my eyes off his and focused on the bulge in front of my face. I delicately traced its shape with my fingernail. I took my time as I unbuttoned his trousers. Then I pulled the zipper down. I hooked my fingers through his belt loops and gradually pulled his jeans down his legs, and then I allowed him to step out of them.
I brought my attention back to the bulge at eye level. Underneath his jeans, he had on boxer briefs. They were tight, and his hardened cock was even more visible now. Again, I delicately traced the outline of his package.
Feels real.
“Wow, that’s all you isn’t it. You don’t have a cucumber down there after all.”
“Huh…cucumber?”
Just to humor myself I reached up and grabbed the dildo I had bought earlier. I held it next to his package for comparison.
Wow.
His engorged member was nearly double in both length and girth. I put the dildo back, I was suddenly filled with a new hunger that I had not felt for a long time. I grabbed onto the waistband of his boxer briefs…
Wait. You should make sure it’s okay…he is a kid after all.
I looked up into his eyes. He looked back down at me encouragingly.
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