Gareth set his bag on the floor. The train journey home had been long and tedious. From the kitchen he could hear the voice of his mum and another woman.
“O hello dear” his mum greeted him
His mother smiled at him from the kitchen table along with her friend, Tracey. Tracey was a long time family friend, Gareth had not seen her since he was a boy. He looked her over for a while unable to take his eyes off her. At 37 she still had a fantastic figure, not to mention a generous bosom. There sitting at the table in her yellow summer dress, she smiled at Gareth.
“Hello Gareth” Tracey stood up, giving Gareth a full view of her shapely figure. “ it’s been so long.” she hugged him. Tracey hadn’t meant to embrace him in such a grand hug, but on seeing this young man, his athletic body she couldn’t help but press him tight. Gareth tensed as her breasts squashed up against his chest.
“ wow you’ve grown.” Tracey said squeezing his bicep, she had always been jovial.
Tracey sat back down, her eyes still looking at Gareth and his body. My my she thought to herself.
They caught up on all the latest. His time at uni and various goings on.
“ o by the way dear,” his mum said. “ Tracey will be staying with us for about a month.”
“ cool” Gareth said.
They embraced in a hug once more, Gareth getting a good view of her fantastic chest. As they parted his eyes traveled along the slender curve of her neck.
Over the next few days Gareth unpacked and settled into his old room. He walked by the guest room as he did many times before but this time paused. The door had been left ajar. I wonder what Tracey is up to, he thought. Peering over the side of the door he couldn’t believe his eyes.
In the middle of the room Tracey stood. She had on a black bra with matching black panties. Admiring herself in the mirror, she ran her hands down her flat stomach and around her toned thighs.
Gareth was careful to remain out of sight. A yearning came over him as he inspected her body. His approval of the sight, evident in the quick hill that raised in his trousers.
“Dinner’s ready.” He’s mother shouted from downstairs.
Quick on his feet he got up and made his way downstairs. The perfect crime he told himself with a smirk.
One Wednesday Gareth came home to an empty house. He called out but got no reply. They must have gone shopping or something Gareth surmised. Feeling bored he flung himself on the couch and watched some Tv. He flicked from channel to channel, but the sight of Tracey in her underwear haunted his thoughts. Becoming overwhelmed he switched the tv off with conviction and made his way to the guest room.
He’s heart raced as he snooped around. Opening the cupboard drawers he looked at the contents with a smile of victory. Tracey’s knickers. He picked up a pale pink one. Immediately he became hard as the image of Tracey in underwear entered his mind. He held the fabric to his nose taking in her scent. Touch himself, he sprang to attention with the sound of the door being unlocked from downstairs. He fumbled the knickers back in the draw and greeted his mother and Tracey, as if nothing had happened.
2.
In the morning Gareth took his usual shower. With a towel wrapped around his waist he made his way back to his room. As he entered he froze. Tracey stood in the middle of his room. She had on a teal top with thin straps at the shoulder.
” Hey Tracey, what’s up?” He said.
She turned to look at him. Her eyes fell on his chest then glazed over his groin area before ending on his eyes.
” Did you have a good look?” She said crossing her arms, having the effect of propping up her breasts.
” I’m sorry?” Gareth replied.
” My knickers, did you have a good look.” She said a pressing countenance on her face.
” Wha, no you see, well the thing is, I was looking for my, em” Gareth said, he paused for a moment trying to think of something. “My phone, yes my phone, you see I couldn’t find it.” He said, smiling an unconvincing grin.
Tracey smirked at the poor excuse. She made her way to him. Gareth froze not knowing what she would do next. She ran her finger along his chest.
” You know if you wanted to look at my panties you could have just asked.” She said
She moved in close, pressing against him. Guiding his hand she placed it on one of her breasts. Gareth became hard, breathing heavily. Tracey took a step back, her eyes opened wide when she saw his hard on, the towel had formed a 90degree angle downstairs. She yanked at the knot of the towel, pulling it off. Gareth stood there not saying a word, his cock bobbing in the air. Tracey admired it for a while. He is a big boy isn’t he? She thought to herself.
“Go sit on the bed.” She told him.
As Gareth did, Tracey left the room. He sat on the side of the bed, his cock still rock hard . Tracey returned, in her hand she had a small bottle of clear liquid.
She knelt down between his legs, her eyes fixed on his cock.
” You’ve been a dirty pervert, looking at my knickers.” She said with a mischievous smile. ” A young man like you needs a release otherwise you’ll go crazy, finding poor outlets for your energy”.
She began to brush his shaft with her hand, teasing it as it twitched at her touch. Gareth stared in amazement, his gaze finally fixed on the small gap between her breasts. She noticed his stare and leaned back. She pulled one strap off her shoulder and then the other.
“You’ve been dying to see these since the beginning of the week haven’t you? I’ve seen you staring at them.” She said.
Gareth gulped as she slid her shirt down. Her breasts full and plump. She rubbed her hands over her tits squeezing them.
” I bet you’ve been dreaming about these haven’t you?” She said.
Gareth didn’t answer, his cock pulsed, the sight of those puppies keeping him hard.
Tracey took the bottle of liquid. Popping the top off she poured a generous amount on her breasts. Gareth guessed it must be lube.
“I’m going to do something that will help with your excess energy,” she said. ” First though I need to get them nice and wet.” Moving her hands around her boobs she massaged and caressed the lube over her beauties.
Her hands explored all of his cock with a gentle touch, spreading the lub everywhere. Gareth winced sensations rushed to him.
Tracey leaned in, pushing her chest forward. She angled his cock between her breasts, cushioning it. Squeezing them together she moved up and down her tits covering his cock.
Gareth watched as his head popped up from the crevice of her breasts then disappeared as the soft sides of her tits enveloped it. He groaned as she kept going. His cock sliding easily between her lubed titties.
She paused for a moment, looking at his dick. A strand of pre cum from the head mixed with the lub on her chest.
” Looks like you got a big load coming, it’s already seeping out.” She applied a bit more lub, then again, brought him into the comfort of her breasts.
” I bet you can’t wait to blow your load over my tits.” She said looking up at him.
She went slow this time. Pausing once she had moved fully down, the head protruding from the tight gap of her mounds. Going at pace, each time she lowered made a squelching sound, the lube working wonders.
Gareth felt himself nearing climax, he gripped the bed sheets.
Tracey carried on the slow pace. Up and down. She felt the warmth of his cock between her skin. Squeezing firmly on the way down, Gareth couldn’t hold on.
” O fuck, I’m gonna come.” He said.
“Give it to me.” Tracey said.
She continued smothering his dick. Gareth tensed as he shot his load. Up and down her breasts went as cum shot up.
” You’ve been keeping so much in” Tracey said as she watched his cock throb between her assets. Cum spilled onto her large breasts. She leaned back once he had finished, his love smeared all over her.
Gareth sat, euphoric from what had occurred.
Tracey wiped herself off with the towel
” I’m going to take a shower, see you at breakfast.”
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