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I watched her remove her bra and was dumfounded. Just then she looked over at me.
“Everything okay?, she asked.
I swallowed hard and nodded.
“You just look a little dazzled,” she said.
“Well, I am,” I replied nervously, “I just can’t believe how sexy your boobs are,” I managed to add.
She stood there calmly and smiled, making no effort to cover up. “Sounds like you haven’t seen real titties in a while,” she said kiddingly.
“No, I haven’t,” I answered honestly.
“So you like what you see then?” she asked coyly, as she shook her shoulders slightly to make them sway, "They’re big enough?”
“Definitely,” I was so astonished and turned on that was all I could say. There was just so much more flesh than I was used to seeing. I could tell she had bigger than average boobs as soon as we met but didn’t expect anything like this.
She then tossed her bra aside and raised her arms over her head, fully exposing her tits for my viewing pleasure. I marveled at how saggy they were and the size of her areolas and nipples. Bluish veins marbled them throughout. I felt my cock growing big and hard as I gazed at them. She continued to hold her arms up, watching my eyes and beginning to feel herself getting turned on by my reaction.
“Just got out of the pen’?,” she asked casually, seeing how lustful and sex starved I seemed to be.
“No, ... no, not exactly,” I replied, quickly looking up at her, realizing I was staring at her boobs.
“Married, then?”
“Yeah, ... I mean, I was,” I answered sheepishly.
She continued to hold her arms up, crossing them across the top of her head to relax them. Her tits seemed to grow even longer when she did that because it made her areolas stretch vertically. I inadvertently licked my lips in response to seeing that and I continued to stare at them. For several long moments there was silence.
“Was she flat chested?,” she asked quietly.
“Yes,” I replied, “Pretty much.”
She watched my eyes focusing on her nipples. The teats were beginning to harden and bumps were forming around them.
“So how long has it been? I mean, ... since you’ve seen another woman?,” she asked softly.
“About 20 years.”
I wondered how many other women I’d met over those years who had tits like hers, totally unbeknownst to me.
“So you were young when you got married, in your twenties?”
“Yes.”
“Ever had kids?”
I shook my head “no.”
“So you never even saw her titties pregnant?”
“No.”
“Oh honey, you REALLY HAVE missed out then!,” she said compassionately.
I looked up at her again briefly, acknowledging that, then back down to her boobs.
“What size bra do you wear?”, I asked with genuine curiosity and to change the subject.
“Just a double D,” she replied casually.
“My god,” I uttered under my breath. I knew some women wore much larger bra sizes but I could barely imagine how much bigger and saggier bosoms could be, or needed to be.
“Why don’t you take your briefs off so I can see you too?”, she suggested softly.
I immediately did so and my cock sprung out. She could see thick pre-cum fluid on its head.
“Oh, you really do like them, don’t you?,” she said sexily, as she gazed at my erect penis. “I think we’re going to have a good time together.”
I gripped my cock when she said that. I could have easily jacked off and come almost immediately but I didn’t want orgasm so soon. I wanted my feelings to last and for her to enjoy me too.
“Why don’t you stand behind me and feel my titties a little?,” she requested, “I’d like to feel your cock against me.”
I walked over as if on command and positioned myself behind her, then reached my hands around her belly and cupped the bottoms of her pendulous tits. They felt warm and fatty, and each one way more than a handful in size. I squeezed slightly and lifted them, feeling their weight and fleshiness. My cock grew longer and harder as I did this, responding to the most intense sexual feelings of horniness and arousal that I’d ever felt.
“Oooooooo...” she moaned, “ I can feel you really like them,” she whispered.
“I do,” I whispered back.
I then released one boob and grasped and gently squeezed her other one with both hands. It felt huge, at least to me. I lifted it up and outwards, extending it out from her body. The flesh curdled when I did this and I could see how fatty and stretch marked it was.
“Oh my god!,” I exclaimed under my breath. The sight of her blubbery tit flesh, and the pressure of my cock against her, almost made me come.
I then lowered the boob I was holding and switched to the other one. This time I held her tit out with one hand and slowly rubbed my fingers across the top of it, feeling the stretch marks and rippled flesh, and feeling my cock getting even harder.
“Oooooooo ....” she moaned again, ”You REALLY like titty!”
I continued to feel the texture of her boob for at least a minute.
“I want to lie on the bed so you can feel my nipples like that too,” she interjected abruptly as she lowered her arms and pulled away. I watched her climb onto the bed. Her boobs hung down and sloshed like water balloons as she rolled over onto her back.
I instinctively straddled her so I could look down on her boobs. She then stretched her arms out, allowing her tits to splay apart and spill down both sides of her chest, revealing even more stretch marks. ‘Holy shit!’ I whispered intensely. She smiled at me, knowing how turned on I was. I then scooped each tit with my hands and pushed them together, making her nipples point straight up. The bumps that formed around them before was now wrinkled flesh. I desperately wanted to lick them but knew I would come if I did. Instead, to prolong our pleasure, I let her boobs flop apart again to continue feeling their fattiness by gently rubbing them with my finger tips, carefully encircling her areolas but not touching them. Not yet.
“Oh god!,” She weeped quietly.
After several minutes I scooped each boob and squeezed them together as before, and examined her nipples again. This time they were bigger and even harder. I could also see large pores on them - her milk ducts - and the areolas were bumpy again, but even more so.
“Oh my god!,” I too exclaimed under my breath, as I resisted the urge to come.
I then continued to hold one boob with one hand and began slowly and lightly rubbing the bumps of her areola with the finger tips of my other, but carefully avoiding the nipple itself. It felt warm, rubbery and textured, and my cock swelled even more.
“JESUS!,” she cried out softly, I think I’m wetting the bed sheets!”
Hearing that, I was unable to resist any more. I bent down and began gently tonguing her teat, flicking it rapidly and then taking it all into my mouth to suck it. I sucked it firmly for several moments then released it, and then sucked it some more. It felt as big as the tip of my thumb.
The woman bit her lower lip and her eyes fluttered. She was having a mild orgasm.
I then released that boob and grasped her other one, holding it up to fully expose her puckered nipple. Without hesitation, I began tongue flicking and sucking that one as well, this time even more passionately. Wet licking and sucking sounds filled the room as I hungrily ravished her thick nipple for at least a minute.
“Oh my god!” she exclaimed again, “Fuck me! Fuck me now, PLEASE!”
Once again, as if on command, I positioned myself as she spread her legs and guided my stiff, leaking cock to the entrance of her cunt with her hands. I pushed against it firmly, pushing her labia apart, first stretching them around the head then gradually wider as the rest of my cock slipped snuggly in.
“Oooohhhhhhh!!!,” she cried out again, as my dick penetrated into her as deeply as it could go.
Unmercifully, I slowly pulled it out almost completely then plunged it back in, and repeated this over and over, in and out, gradually increasing the speed and intensity of my thrusts.
She bit her lower lip hard and squirmed as I did this, and begged me not to stop.
I was as rock hard and turned on as I’d ever felt, and the rhythm of my plunges began to move her whole body in kind, causing her boobs to jiggle and flop like flesh balloons. The sight of that - along with the intense feelings of fucking - made me start to jack uncontrollably. I could feel my cock swelling even larger and begining to shoot cum with every plunge. Eight or nine times I felt cum shooting out, while hearing her gasping with pleasure.
And then I collapsed on top of her, feeling slippery sweat between our bodies. I rolled off of her and onto my back to recover my breathing. She remained on her back breathing heavily as well.
We both laid silent for at a minute or two, and then I heard her say, just as I felt myself falling into a sexually induced coma: “Holy shit!,” she said in a deep voice, “THAT was intense. ... Thank you! ...” And then she added, “Are you really divorced?”
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