I just stepped out of the shower, butt naked. It was the middle of the day, and it was hot as fuck outside. I was alone in the house. My family was well-to-do, and they were out of town for two days. The whole house to myself! I dried off, put on my underwear and was about to put on my jeans when I thought: “Fuck it! Only underwear will do, got the house to myself anyway!”
So, I did exactly that. I loved the sensation of the fresh air on my almost naked body. I loved the feeling of everything just, dangling freely in the very lose underwear I had on. Not a care in the world. All of a sudden as I came walking down the hallway, I saw someone standing in front of me. Shit! It was Mrs. Velasquez. She was the mother of a friend of mine and my parents knew they were poor, so they helped her by having her clean our house once a week for pretty generous pay. She was just, standing there. As if struck by lightning.
Mrs. Velasquez was a pretty woman, pretty but a little tired looking. She was about thirty-six at most and showed very few signs of aging. Pitch black hair, expressive brown hair and a plump body. I myself was eighteen at the time… tall, lean, bronzed skin and brown hair. I saw her staring at me. Her eyes went down… to my crotch! She just, stared. Almost obscenely. I looked down and then I noticed. Shit! My balls were hanging out, dangling dangerously low in the scorching summer heat and fresh out the shower. She couldn’t get her eyes off them. And I kinda… liked it? How she looked at me…
She was a widow, Mrs. Velasquez. Her husband had died almost ten years ago leaving her to take care of her two kids by herself. She had a boyfriend, Pablo, at some point but he’d left her a few years ago.
“Your uh… your thing is showing…” she said, “it’s so… big…”
“What is?” I asked, as if oblivious.
“Your balls…” she said, her voice almost a whisper. I realized she probably hadn’t been with a man for a long time. She seemed so hungry.
I made a daring move, put my fingers on the upper part of my underwear and, as I looked her straight in the eye, let them slide down to my ankles. My still flaccid penis sprung free, engorged by the heat and my growing excitement…
Mrs. Velasquez took a few steps in my direction, almost, mindlessly. As if she was in a trance. She stood mere inches in front of me and put one slender hand on my chest, another cupping my very large balls. I felt how the tips of her fingers, while slender and delicate, and some callous on them from the hard work she did to provide for her family. It was my time to give back to this beautiful and courageous woman. She started playing with my balls, my cock growing steadily under her touch. She looked at it, amazed.
“You like it?” I asked her, smiling slyly.
“Yes… it’s so huge…” she said, soft voiced and shy, “it’s so huge, all of it. Bigger then any man I have ever been with… and you’re only just a boy…”
“Show me your body and see how much of a boy I am!” I dared her.
She nodded. Wordlessly her lips spelled ‘yes’ as she took a step back and stripped out of clothing, slowly and sensually. First her shirt came off. All of her clothes were so plain. Plain white shirt. Jeans. When the shirt was off I saw her breasts, looking surprisingly large in a black bra that seemed too small to contain them. It barely managed to contain her unexpectedly huge nipples, the areolas visible even before she took the bra off. When she did, first thing I noticed were those nipples. They stuck out more then an inch, obviously excited to finally be shown to a man. Encouraged by my hungry looks, she stripped out of her jeans, turning around shyly in a little twirl to show me a remarkably plump and firm booty on top of firm, well-muscled legs.
Her hips were wide. Her waist narrow. Her belly had a few minor stretch marks and a little bit of fat on it, but not much. Her thighs were thick and womanly.
Last to come off were her panties. She had thick, brown and slightly puffy pussy lips, completely hairless without even a hint of stubble. On top of her delicious pussy, which was opened and gaping slightly with unimaginable excitement, was a cute little landing strip of thick black hair.
I suggested we take a shower, to ‘cool off with all this heat’. She nodded. No more words were needed at this point. She went up the stairs first, giving me a great look at her amazing ass and her very visibly pussy lips from behind. I felt my cock growing huger with each step I took. By the time we reached the shower, she pushed me against a wall. Suddenly she was like a hungry tigress and me the hapless prey. Mrs. Velasquez, her body like a dream come true, glistering golden brown under the shower water, kissed me with great intensity. The water was a bit cold, as it was so warm outside. The refreshing sprays turned her nipples harder then ever. It was a sight to behold.
She turned her plump ass to me and reached behind her, guiding my huge cock inside of her hungry pussy. She was grinding up against me mercilessly as the water fell down on us from the showerhead above, her hands resting against the class wall and her tits bouncing with my every trust as my fat balls slapped against her skin. I played with her nipples as I fucked her and she moaned. Softly and first and louder and louder as we picked up the pace. She sensed when I was about to cum, and just as I was about to unload in her she grabbed the base of my ballsack and gave me a little squeeze that pushed me over the edge… I came inside her for what felt like minutes, shooting load after load inside her beautiful pussy.
When I finally pulled out of her, watching a steady stream of cum oozing out of her puffy lips and onto her thick thighs, I felt like I was in heaven and knew this was the start of something beautiful…
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