1. You Couldn't Keep Your Eyes Off My Titties


    Date: 8/1/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Incest, Male/Teen Female, Young, Author: Don'sdick, Rating: 90.7, Source: sexstories.com

    was a 5ft 8 woman with D cups on her chest. The tank top exposed a lot of that supple flesh, too . “Your dad? You mean Will?” “Yep, I didn’t think you recognized me.” “Wellll, I don’t remember you being this tall.” She knew that her breasts were attracting 85% of my attention. “Actually,” she smiled and leaned over to re-tie her shoe, which didn’t need re-tying, “I hit a teenage growth spurt and grew a little over six inches in seven months.” ‘I have a little over six inches growing in my pants right now’ , I thought to myself. “Yeah, girls do have growth spurts.” … ‘ and if you lean those babies toward me, I’ll have to spurt, too .’ “Not only did I get taller, these plumped up, too,” she lifted her tits to make them more comfortable in her sports bra, “I’m getting used to the height, but sometimes these get in the way.” Wait a minute… this girl was seventeen... no, I remembered her mom telling me she'd had her milestone, 18th birthday . Now, she’s standing here talking to this old man about problems with her awesome, fucking breasts. Something is definitely wrong with this picture. I’m wanting to slam her cute ass over onto the tailgate and give her a good tit fucking… maybe more. “I’m sorry, sugar, I don’t remember what your name is. I’ve seen Will and your mom, Rene, and Amy several times. Have you been here much?” She was still adjusting her bra and contents, “Nope, I don’t come out with them much, lots of things going on with my friends and school. I think I’ll come a ...
    lot more often, though. I just got my drivers license and I love it out here in the woods.” She finally quit fucking around with her top and pronounced it ‘better’. “Chris, my name is Chris. Looks like I’m not the only one that needs to adjust their clothes,” she looked downward and giggled, indicating she’d noticed the bulge in my jeans, “Gotta run… see ya.” I told my wife I had to shit and went straight to the bathroom. Thirty seconds after I closed the door, I emptied my nuts. Visions of Chris’ big tits, and small ass, was all it took pump about eight streams of cum into the toilet. I was watching the news a couple of weeks later when I saw Chris through the window, jogging down the road and glancing at our house every couple of steps. I found the loosest pair of shorts in my drawer and headed outside. I removed the air cleaner from my lawnmower, scattered the three or four parts on the ground, and went back inside to wait. When I saw Chris walking back my way, I went back outside and pretended to be working on the mower. “Hi, Don. I didn’t see your truck and thought y’all were gone.” “Carly’s babysitting our grandkids today and tomorrow. She’s gone to Summerville. You need something cool to drink?” “Sure, some water would be good.” I invited her inside and gave her a cold bottle of water. The first thing she did was slip it down her sports bra, between her tits, “Ooooh, that feels so good.” She unscrewed the lid and took a long swig, pushing her chest out as she chugged it ...
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