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-=[ Big Ol' Tits ]=-
Robin has raven black hair, slightly threaded with premature grey that
seems to sparkle when the sunlight catches it just right. It hangs
plumb-straight to her shoulders and swings easily whenever she moves
her head. I'd never really noticed the sparkle before that afternoon
last summer, when we discovered a hidden passion for one another that
hasn't dissipated yet. We'd been neighbors for almost three years--the
only never-married people on the block--and we'd done all the
neighborly things during that time. I'd helped shovel snow out of her
driveway on more than one occasion.
I guess because she lived next door, I never admitted to thinking of her
as anything more than a good neighbor. The afternoon all that changed
we were sitting on Robin's back porch, sipping iced tea and discussing
whether or not she should invest in a new car or replace her beater
with a clean used car. It wasn't a particularly interesting
discussion--anyone listening in would have been bored to death--but it
passed the time as the sun crawled across the afternoon sky.
Somewhere between the discussion of interest rates and insurance
premiums on various models, I looked over at her and saw the threads of
grey in her hair glimmering in the mid-afternoon sun. Then I noticed
the laugh lines at the corners of her eyes, her delicate nose, and her
full, ripe lips. I realized in that moment what a truly beautiful woman
Robin was. Not "cover-girl" beautiful, but beautiful in the way that
only a self-assured, self-confident woman in her thirties could be. I
think she realized what I was thinking because Robin's gaze met mine
steadily and she slowly lowered her iced tea glass. She shook her head
and her hair swung back and forth. She said, "It would never work."
"No," I said. "I guess it wouldn't." "We've known each other too long."
"Too long," I agreed.
We sat in silence for a while, my gaze drifting from her face, down
along the arc of her neck to her shoulders and lower still to her ample
breasts. She wore a white blouse and I could see the lacy designs on
the cups of her bra through it. I cleared my throat and said maybe I'd
better leave. As I pushed my chair back from the patio table, Robin
stopped me. "It's cooler inside." "I'm sure it is," I said. She licked
her lips with just the tip of her tongue, an unconsciously erotic
gesture. Then she stood and led me into her house. I'd been in Robin's
home many times--I'd installed the ceiling fan in her dining room and
I'd helped wallpaper the master bedroom--but it had never felt quite
the same as it did right then. Her small hand was completely engulfed
by mine as she led me through the living room on the way to her
bedroom, and it felt slick with sweat. I couldn't tell if the sweat was
mine or hers. When I hesitated at her bedroom door,
Robin turned toward me. She stretched up on her tip toes and pressed her
full lips against mine. The softness of her breasts brushed against my
chest and I felt her nipples swell with desire. Her delicate fingers
lightly pulled my hips toward her, and I'm sure she felt my stiffening
cock press against her abdomen. "Maybe it isn't really cooler in here,"
Robin said softly as she pulled her face back and looked deep into my
eyes. "Maybe it's hotter." I lifted her off the floor and carried her
the last few feet to her bed. We fumbled with buttons and zippers and
clasps, but before long we had stripped each other and our clothes had
been strew around the room.
For the first time since she'd moved in next door to me, I got a good
look at Robin's tits. Heavy and unable to support themselves, she
usually kept them trussed up in an underwire bra. Without support, they
hung from her chest.
Each massive breast was capped by a saucer-sized areola so pale, you
could barely tell where the edge of it was. Her nipples had grown thick
and firm as we'd stripped one another and they felt hard as rock under
the balls of my thumbs as I stroked them. Her nipples weren't the other
thing to stiffen with desire. My cock stood at attention and she took
it in her hand like a video game joystick, using the ball of her thumb
to wipe away a glistening drop of pre-cum. Then she released her grip
on my cock and stuck her thumb in her mouth, smiling as she tasted my
love juice.
Robin must have sensed my extreme desire because she reached between my
thighs and took my heavy scrotum in her hand, squeezing my balls
together with just enough pressure to lessen my desire. Then she used
the tip of her finger to stroke that sensitive spot between my balls
and my butt hole and I felt the pressure building up again. I slid down
the bed until my balls were out of reach. Then I slid down a little bit
more and I buried my face between her thighs. Robin's muff was already
damp with desire and I buried my nose in the thick black curls.
I snaked my tongue through the tangle of curls until I found her swollen
pussy lips, then I licked up and down the length of her slit. Robin
spread her thighs wide apart, then she reached down and used her
fingers to pull her pussy lips apart. I buried my thick tongue deep
inside her juicy tunnel of desire. Then I drew my tongue back and
plunged it forward again. And again. After plunging my tongue in and
out of my neighbor's pussy more than a dozen times, I found the tight
bud of her turgid clit and I sucked it between my teeth. I nibbled at
it and felt Robin quiver against my face. "Oh, god," she moaned. She
took my head in her hands, holding my face tight against her muff. I
held her clit between my teeth and tickled the end of it with the tip
of my tongue. "Oh, god, yes!" she moaned again.
Then I slid up and onto her, the head of my cock pressing against her
pussy lips for a split second until they parted and I slipped deep
inside her. Robin wrapped her legs around mine, hooking her ankles
together behind my knees. I drew back and pressed forward again and
again. Her hips rose to meet each one of my powerful thrusts and soon
we were moving as one, as if we had been lovers forever, and I felt her
beneath me begin to stiffen and to shake as orgasm overcame her. Then
she screamed out my name and her entire body spasmed beneath me. Then I
came, sending my hot spunk deep inside her. I collapsed on top of her,
barely able to breathe, my cock throbbing inside Robin's quivering
quim.
A moment later I rolled off of her and Robin curled up beside me,
pressing her heavy breasts against my side and throwing one leg over
mine. Her damp pussy hair tickled my hip but I didn't say anything. I
couldn't. I was too wiped out. As I lay on Robin's bed with her tucked
against my side, I wondered why we'd waited so long for this moment to
arrive. Robin recovered first. I felt her hand at my crotch, the sharp
edge of one fingernail tracing the ridge of my cockhead all the way
around, not once but twice. Three times.
Robin pushed herself up to her knees and repositioned herself on the
bed. Then she bent over my crotch and took my limp and cum-covered cock
in her mouth. I felt her hot breath against my balls as she used her
tongue to lick my cock clean. My cock responded to her tongue bath by
swelling and regaining its former stature. When it was as stiff as it
had been before, Robin released her oral grip on it and repositioned
herself yet again. She turned and swung one leg over me, straddling me
and guiding my cock up and into her slick slit as she lowered herself
onto me.
As she did that, I reached up and took her heavy breasts in my hands,
stroking her nipples with my thumbs as she began to ride me. She pushed
herself up and then slid down the length of my stiff shaft. Up. Down.
This time we did everything much slower than before. This time we
savored every slow stroke. She rode me like a slow-motion carousel
horse, raising up until just the head of my cock was still caught
between her pussy lips, then sliding all the way down until I couldn't
possibly have buried my cock any deeper inside her. "I can't begin to
tell you how many times I've imagined this moment," Robin said. "How
many times I've lain awake at night knowing you're next door, wanting
to slip over there with nothing on under my robe to surprise you." She
continued to ride me with slow rhythmic movements up and down. I began
to move, too, pressing my hips upward to meet her downward thrusts. I
didn't tell her how many times I'd imagined exactly the same thing.
I couldn't tell her; my breath was coming harder. I thrust up into her,
meeting each of her powerful thrusts with one of my own. I still had
her heavy tits in my hands, but she grabbed my wrists. She pressed my
arms back against the bed, leaning forward so that her tits brushed
against my chest with each thrust. She rode me hard, but I matched her
stroke for powerful stroke until she suddenly screamed and collapsed on
top of me. And then I came, shooting hot cum deep inside my neighbor's
spasming pussy. Robin lay on top of me for the longest time, her heavy
breasts smashed against my chest, my slowly softening cock finally
slipping out of her slick slit. When Robin caught her breath, she
rolled off of me and lay beside me on the bed. I wrapped one arm around
her as Robin lay her head on my chest, and I fell asleep listening to
her breathe and feeling each warm breath brush across my chest and
tickle my hair. Waking an hour later, I found myself alone in Robin's
bed. I stood and followed the sound of running water into the master
bath, where I pushed aside the shower curtain and stepped into the tub
behind Robin.
"Need someone to wash your back?" She turned and smiled up at me. She'd
washed away all of her make-up and her wet hair lay plastered against
her head. I stepped close and drew her into my arms, feeling her soft,
soapy skin slide against mine, her heavy breasts flatten against my
chest, her wet thatch of pubic hair against the tube of my cock. Warm
water cascaded over us as I covered her mouth with mine, holding her
head in my hands. She'd brushed her teeth since our coupling and she
tasted of mint. She thrust her tongue into my mouth and I sucked on it.
My hands found each globe of her ass and I pulled her tight against me.
My cock responded, rapidly swelling with desire, probing the space
between her thighs, the spongy soft head pressing against her wet pussy
lips.
Robin spread her legs apart as far as the tub would allow, but it wasn't
far enough. Our kiss ended and Robin pulled away, turning her back to
me. I wrapped my hands around her, taking her slippery breasts in my
hands, feeling the warm, wet flesh ooze through my fingers and her hard
nipples poke at my palms. My cock slipped into the crack of her ass,
warmed by the flesh enveloping it. But Robin had other ideas. She bent
forward, thrusting her ass up at me. She reached between her thighs and
took my cock in her hand, guiding my cock head between her swollen
pussy lips. I slipped easily into her, burying my cock deep inside her.
Robin braced one hand on the cold tile of the shower as I held her hips
in my hands and pumped into her. Warm water splashed across her back,
ran in rivulets down the crack of her ass, on through my pubic hair,
and dripped from my balls as I pistoned in and out of Robin's pussy.
She reached back for me with her free hand, wrapping her fingers around
my wrist. "Oh, God," she moaned softly, the sound barely audible above
the water. Moving with me and against me, driving her hips backward as
I pushed forward, Robin urged me to fuck her harder, faster, deeper.
Her heavy breasts swung beneath her chest, slapping at her with each
powerful thrust. "Oh...my...god!" she suddenly exclaimed, her entire
body shaking as orgasm swept through her. Her legs buckled beneath her,
but I held on tight, keeping her upright as I pounded into her once,
twice, three more times before I came, sending a thick wad of hot spunk
deep inside her throbbing cunt.
I held onto her tightly, holding her against me until my cock finally
stopped spasming and I pulled away. By then the water cascading over us
was rapidly cooling. Robin straightened up and quickly cleaned us off
before turning the water off and pushing open the shower curtain. After
we toweled dry, Robin pulled on a robe and fixed us a light
dinner--finger foods and fruit we could eat in bed before our sexual
hunger overcame us and we did it again. I didn't return home until the
sun was creeping over the horizon the next morning, and it was at least
another week before I spent a full night in my own bed. That must have
been about six months ago and by now we're the talk of the
neighborhood. But we don't mind at all.
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