I met Karen at the same party I met my now wife Kayla. The two were inseparable and many speculated I was dating the pair. We had many late nights, sleep overs and even some flirtatious conversation’s but I never actually hooked up with Karen. Dont get me wrong the idea definitely crossed my mind but I never put any real effort in.
Fast forward ten or so years and the three of us are still great friends. Life has definitely changed, Careers, homes, marriage and kids but we still make time to hang out and have drinner a few times a month.
One winter week Kayla took our kids skiing for the weekend with her parents so I was home alone. Karen had promised Kayla to check in on me and make sure I was alright and eating well. Friday night I was alone, playing darts and feeling great. I had nearly finished a bottle of Bourbon when I heard a ding from my phone.I looked at the clock, “11:47 pm” and thought its a little late for Kayla. Punching in my password I see a text message from Karen. It read “Hey, How are you?” Feeling the effects of alcohol I laughed and said out loud “how you doing?” in my best Arthur Fonzarelli voice. Even though there was no one around to hear it. After collecting myself, I reply to her text “Great, drunk, come over?”
I stare at the screen awaiting for her response. “I’m all cozy in my bed. Maybe tomorrow night” Karen wrote. A wave of disapointment sweeps over me. “Can I see?” I replied. I waited a few minutes but she didn’t write back. Deciding ive had enough to drink for one night I carried myself to the bathroom to brush my teeth and gulp down a large glass of water.
I dont remember falling asleep just waking up, the sun beaming through our window. I clearly wasnt capable of closing the blinds lastnight in my state. Unsure if I should fully open my eyes yet I start to do a mental checklist. “Headache? Surprisingly no, Dry mouth? Yes” and for good measure I reach down to touch my cock and give it a healthy grab. I say out loud “yup still there”.
The ring of the phone gets me up as I frantically search the pockets of yesterdays jeans. Answering it I hear Kaylas voice “good morning sunshine” after greeting eachother we talk back and fourth about our previous days before passing me on to the kids. Again we say hello but they’re excited and want to ski so the conversation is short. After the “I love you’s” and “I miss you’s” I hang up the phone. Thats when I notice the text from Karen. she did reply last night but clearly after I passed out.
Karen had sent me a picture from her point of view looking under her bed covers at her nude body. She was lieing in bed lifting the covers with one hand and snapping the picture with the other. The view looked down her body towards her feet. She has a gorgeous curvy shape with very large breast. I could just see the outline of her groin through the valley between her breast. The blood begain to rush to my penis and I could feel it swelling. Mesmerized by her body, I automatically start to rub my cock. Stopping myself immediately, knowing it’s wrong.
Cold shower time. After washing my hair I shave my ball sack and wash my crotch. My penis begins to stir and I cant help but think of that picture again. I began stroking my now fully erect cock but this time I dont stop. Imagining myself stroking my shaft to her breast while she looks up at me. Her eyes fixed to mine. I feel my balls tightening, I’m about to blow my load. I ejaculate thick ribbons of cum onto the the shower floor, fantasizing about my cock covering her large breast in my cum.
The day progresses and I cant help but think of Karen tits and the idea of covering them in my semen. Im working on my motorcycle in the garage when Karens car pulls in the driveway. Out comes Karen with a grocery bag in each hand and a bottle of wine nestled under her arm. She uses her hip to close her car door and approaches me with a smile. “I hope you dont have plans because I brought dinner” she said in a friendly voice. I put down the wrench I was holding and walked up to her, leaning in to grab the grocery bags from her. She surprised me with a peck on the cheek before heading to the front door of my house, wine bottle still under her arm. She opened the front door to let herself in before turning around to say “get cleaned up and bring those bags to the kitchen, you can keep me company while I make us dinner”. I replied “I’ll be right up”.
Once in the kitchen Karen wastes no time, she removes her sweater and is wearing a red spaghetti strap shirt with tight black leggings. Her breast look like they have been jammed into her top and are barely contained. Her ass is not overly large but a good shape and I can see the outline of her thong from behind. I do the best I can to help her with dinner. Although Im not much help, she knows our kitchen well and I get the feeling I’m in the way more then I’m any form of help to her. “Could you pour us some wine” Karen asks. “Perfect, finally something I can do well.” I say while laughing.
Several glasses of wine later and a delicious beef stir-fry dinner, Karen begins to clear the plates from the dinning room table. Looking up at her as she takes a plate from me I ask “whats for dessert?” She looks at me in the eyes and stays silent. The way she looks at me reminds me of my shower fantasy this morning. Karen replies “I didn’t make any, what would you like?” This only adds to my arousal and I say ” Listen Karen, after that text you sent all I can think about is tasting your breast”. “Oh really, I thought since you didn’t reply you weren’t interested” she said teasingly. Without words I stand, caressingly I place both my hands on the sides of her neck and kiss her lips passionately. Karen drops the plate on the table and kisses back, uping the ante by sliding her tongue in my mouth. Are tongues tangle in what I can only describe as years of built up sexual tension. Ive managed to press her against the dinning room wall, I take her hands in mine and lift them over head. I can feel her breast push tight against my chest as we continue to kiss. I must explore further and work my kisses down her neck to her still covered breast. Releasing her hands I use my own to lift her shirt up over head and drop it to the ground. There they are, the objects of my desire. She quickly removes her bra and I waste no time fondling her breast, my large hands dwarfed by her cup size. I pinch and roll her nipples with my fingers listening to her heavy breathing. Seeing her nipples grow and get hard I suck on one of them trying to inhale the whole tit with no success. Karen lets out a deep moan. She places one hand on her pussy over her leggings and begins to softly rub herself. I switch nipples and suck a little harder. A sharp cry escapes her mouth, a mixture of pain and pleasure. she grabs my hard cock through my jeans and squeezes gently.
She stops kissing me and asks if I want to move to the couch. I continue kissing her neck while picking her up by her thighs and carry her to the family room. At the couch I place her down on her back, her legs dangling off the couch. Neeling down, I remove her leggings and kiss her smooth inner thigh. She lets out a shudder and I can feel her goosebumps as I inch kiss by kiss closer to her thong. She eagerly pulled her thong to the side exposing her slit. I stop to admire her exposed pussy, a long tight slit with her small labia playing peek a boo. Karen stares at me looking for approval, I smile at her before kissing her clit and I begin to suck on her pussy lips. As my tongue explores her opening she moans and places her hands on the back of my head. I speed up and start to suck and lick her clit. Karen begins grinding her hips into my mouth and pants heavily as I bring her closer to orgasm. Her abdomen contorts as she says “oh fuck” and her pussy juice flows into my mouth. She releases her grip on my head and her body goes limp. I know shes cummed but with a few more torturous licks and light suckle of her hardened clit she squirms with over stimulation.
She pulls me up from the floor guiding me to hover over top of her and kisses my wet mouth while expertly undoing my jeans. She use her feet to pulll them down to the floor as I lay on her. We begin to grind our bodies together while making out and it doesnt take long for my hard cock to find her wet pussy hole. Pushing my head in she breaks from our kiss and moans softly in my ear. Teasingly I keep a shallow depth not letting her have more then just the head. She tries to grind furiously attempting to get more of me inside of her. Staying strong and in charge I deny her any more under her terms. Slowly I give in and slide more of my cock into her, with each deep penetration I pull back out slowly driving her crazy. After a few minutes of torture I’ve mangaed to burry my entire cock into her and she lets out a little yelp each time I bottom out. Karens pussy feels amazing and I’m glad I mastubated earlier as I surely would have came by now. She must of read my mind because she said “dont cum yet, Im almost there”. I keep my pace but bottom out a little harder with my thrust’s. This sends her over the edge and she cries out “I’m cumming”. I feel her pussy contract followed by a warm gush. My thrusts slow to a stop and she pushes me out of her and tells me to sit on the couch. Kneeling in front of me she strokes my cock with one hand and licks my shaft from base to head, finishing it off with a kiss at the head before envolping my cock with her mouth. She starts to suck harder and reciprocates her mouth up and down on my cock. My legs tremble and I say ” Oh fuck yes” she sensed I was almost ready and stopped sucking but continued to stroke with her hand. She asked “Were do you want to cum?” I quickly reply “on your big tits”. “I thought so she replied”. She continued sucking my cock while playing with my balls. My orgasm built and I was ready. I yelled “now”. Right as she pulled me out of her mouth I exploded all over her chin,neck and chest. She continued to stroke my shaft, tightening her grip each time she came close to my head. Giving me little tremor of pleasure with each pass. Her breast were covered in my semen and I gazed at her with an accomplished feeling. Neither of us really said anything we just stared at each other untill my erection started to pass and she finally let go of it. Karen got up and walked to the bathroom as I sat up naked, penis in my lap glistening fron her saliva.
When she came back out she said to me ” Well that took about ten years to finally happen”. I laughed and replied “well things really are better when you have to wait”. We both get dressed and finish cleaning up the dishes from dinner, enjoying a few more drinks. Karen said ” I have to drive home soon” I sternly refused to let her drive and said “You’ve had to much to drink, I will call you a cab or you could spend the night……”
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticstories/comments/a7269s/mstrcan_i_see