Mega-Busty Mature and College Boy 03

Everyone in this fiction is over 18.

The next night, Dilton laid in their narrow, narrow cot, watching Jaiyeola's substantial butt cheeks as she bustled about, getting ready for bed. He knew this was a dumb thing to do, because he was half hard already. He'd held some vain hope that THIS time, he wouldn't have an erection when she got into bed with him. But as he was a horny teenager, he simply could not take his eyes off her. She was so much more than what he was used to. She was sex on legs. And he was supposed to lie there and take it? He was supposed to not to put any moves on her?

When she did finally come to bed, she had to -- again - press herself against him. Her boobs took up so much of the bed, they were each forced to the edge of the mattress. Between them, acres of breastflesh were piled, and squished, and mounded up.

She tutted over the great big prong she felt pressing against her stomach.

"Dilton, Dilton. What am I going to do with you? It's not just that you keep covering my nightgowns in spunk. It wakes me up when you... wet the bed. Look. What if I asked you to jerk out a load for me right here, right now? "

Dilton froze. Masturbating with something you hid. It wasn't something you did in front of a hot sexy babe. She smelled his fear.

"It's perfectly natural you know. Every boy does it. Or, 99% of boys jerk off, and the other percent are liars." But he was unable to talk about it.

She put her hands on that tree-trunk he called a cock, and felt it pulse while he stayed perfectly still. Even with a stoneware erection, he was trying to be a gentleman. She took pity on him. "Okay, I get it. What if -- just tonight, you understand - what if I put that thing between my boobs and tried emptying your seminal vesicles that way?"

She felt his fully inflated cock turn stone hard at the suggestion.

"And for the record, I've NEVER met a man with seminal vesicles that can hold so much cum. They must each be the size of baseballs."

She got him to sit on the edge of the bed, with his boxer shorts off. She took a pillow and knelt in front of him.

"Hmph - this is a lot of cock, Dilton. When you use it on some girl, someday, you are going to have to go easy. I mean, you'll have to be careful not to hurt her." He barely registered what she was saying, because she was handling his naked dick. He barely knew what to do with himself. But it felt as if the sperm in his balls were zipping around and around at top speed. She stroked and rubbed, and she found that she had to resist the urge to pop his impressive prong into her mouth.

She paused to whip her gown off over her head. Her lush head of black curls was now pointing in all directions. He never noticed, as her astonishing, maddening breasts were wobbling before his eyes. A bead of pre-cum emerged and when she wiped it off only more and more came in a slow but unending stream.

"You flatterer. I see what my body is doing to you. Look, I'm hoping that you like my boobs so much that you'll shoot every bit of cum that's in you. And then maybe we'll be able to sleep through the night, eh?"

Of course, Dilton wasn't arguing. He was panting from being so close to the largest, finest, most gorgeous breasts he'd ever imagined. His dick was hurting from being so hard!

She got in a chair and made him stand. "You're going to put that hydrant you call a cock right here," she said, exerting a fair amount of effort to heft her super-boobs apart. They were so heavy, it was only right that he should help her. Even though he knew he'd be spoiled for life.

She put lotion on his anxious cock, and then closed her mega-mamms around his impressive length. Her mounds were so enormous that when his cock pointed straight forward, it didn't reach her sternum.

It was heaven. Soft, soft flesh enclosed his hardness. He was sitting, but so much pleasure was pouring up his nervous system, he worried he might fall over. It wasn't just that the most sensitive part of him was pressed between the breasts he'd been dreaming of. Those powerhouse milk-cannons were also forced firmly against his hips, his thighs, his lower belly...

He jerked. He wanted to be smooth, but this was too much! How can a guy be suave in a moment like this? She wasn't just pressing his buttons, she was stomping on them! He was bucking and humping her breasts, watching them undulate like a sea in a storm. It was so good, he felt a knot of lava rising halfway up his lead-pipe cock.

"Stop!" he yelled inwardly. "Don't cum too fast!" His remaining shreds of brainpower were tugging at the brakes, but those baby-soft tits were far, far too much for him. He never stood a chance.

Two minutes in, she saw that the head atop his long pole was getting redder and redder. "Just be sure to let me know when you are about to... "

She should have spoken sooner. A great big plug of rich white fluid blorped out of him, followed by bolts and lashes of hot liquid. A bit hit her cheek before she pointed it away, and listened to the sound of cum splattering the floor several feet behind her. Mercifully, she kept wrapping her giant breasts around him. "Get it all out. Keep shooting! "

It was a full 40 seconds of strain and storm before Dilton sagged in relief. She was looking at him calmly. She knew that very few men could do her ultra-tits and go more than a minute or two.

She stood over him and matter-of-factly started wiping down her cum-covered skin. He reflected that if she hadn't just flushed his pipes, he would surely have burst at this sight. Her one-of-a-kind body was bared for his view. And filling his vision were those incredible tits. They were enormous, firm, and spread well beyond the sides of her rib cage. A huge, soft aureola capped each amazing mound. Naked, she was a coffee-colored goddess.

"Okay -- I'm guessing you can think, now. I want you to have a good life, Dilton -- so today we learn cunnilingus. I'd sit on your face, but it's really hard for me to see past these zeppelins if I do. So I'm going to lie down. And you're going to glue your face to my center. Get in there, and let's see what you can learn. Trial and error works for me, I'm happy to guide you."

He tried to sit up -- and he couldn't. That cum took too much out of him!

"Okay, we'll give you five minutes. But listen, Dilton: You need to learn how to make a woman happy. You are going to fail any relationship if you can't pass the oral."

Rule B: "If you're sucking a dick, you use a flat tongue. If you're pleasing a woman, you use a pointed tongue."

Rule A: "Listen. Listen to her. Boys imagine that women are like a video game, and if they could just press the right buttons in the right order, then they would win. But every woman is different, and she is different every day. So when sex is on the table, the most important part of your body is your ears."

After a few minutes, Dilton was able to stand. So she lay back, and said, "Now here's my pussy, take your time and check things out, and listen for how much I like this or how much I like that."

He knelt. Jaiyeola had a landing strip of black hair, very tidy, and he could feel the heat coming off her. "You're going to remember this forever," he thought, and carefully put his face right up in there.

He tried up and down. He tried side to side. Bit by bit, he found the right places, and she made the noises you'd hope to hear. At a certain point, he latched on and tried a little force. She grabbed him by the hair and pressed him in. YES!

It wasn't all that long before she was humping and shaking and whimpering. She'd been subjected to a lot of contact with this young, hung kid -- he was in the prime of life, and she wasn't immune to that. So she was pretty primed, once they'd got him on track... and when she came, she lost all power of speech. But he got the message!

She whacked him playfully and said, "Beginner's luck! I bet you can't make me do that again!"

He did -- and surprisingly fast. Using his fingers helped. She was in a cloud of bliss, but then realized: The Cock. (That's how she thought of his schlong -- capitalized.) If they went to bed now, that thing was already standing, trembling with his every heartbeat... he'd be cumming all over her nice clean sheets for sure. She had not imagined, when she promised his dad that she'd watch over him, that it would take so much sex!

"I'm going to put that thing between my lips. You, sit." She lay on her stomach and propped herself on her elbows. She record-breaking bra-breaking tits spread in front, to the side, and covered her armpits. He was trying to keep her boobies from spilling over the edge of their narrow bed. Even his hands could barely begin the job -- a sea of breast-meat was surging forward.

And his eager cock was trapped. She latched on like an anxious calf. He didn't think anything could be better than being between her tits, but this...

She didn't have a mouth. She had a vortex. He'd been licked before, but not sucked. She had a little trouble managing his size, but showed real determination. Having cum once, he was able to control himself. For about 45 seconds.

This was heaven! And taking her nipples in her fingers seemed to make her suck even more avidly. But his urethra burned from all this activity, and it made him want to cum.

Dilton was starting to worry that he was a premature ejaculator. Is 2 minutes enough? Is 10? And if he was cumming pretty fast when he was with her, who could blame him? She was so amazing...

She had both hands grasping him. Well, one steadying his brittle pole, one cranking up and down a bit... but her tongue, her cheeks... her soft, sucky mouth made him wonder if a heart can explode.

His panting got faster, and suddenly he was straining -- he wasn't streaming semen, he was heaving unreal amounts of it out through a long, hard pipe. He felt like there was too, too much. And as much as it wanted out, he couldn't fit enough of it through his cock. It hurt! He was cumming like a fireplug AND feeling backed up at the same time... who knew sex would be so intense?

She loved seeing what she could do with him. It was so much fun, she forgave herself for forgetting to buy a waterproof slipcover for the bed. He came so much that they had to change the sheets every damned time he had one of his damned rhino-cums. She didn't know how much rhinos actually came, but he put out so much sperm she figured that...

Coughing, she let go of him. She'd swallowed mightily, but this was insane. Let the drips fall where they may. The ribbons and ropes, too.

And still, his cock spat and splurted... and this was his second cum in the hour? Maybe she should just do him on the lawn. And then give away her sprinklers -- he came enough to keep a whole lawn green!

And then came more. He couldn't seem to stop cumming! His right hand was full of some of the most wonderful breasts ever to grace planet Earth, and he was helpless to stop the flow of white fuck-fluid.

Some time later, he was able to help her wipe down the surrounding area. She worried that this room would permanently smell of cum -- it went everywhere!

But her experiment worked. In the night, he got hard again and again. She'd drained his balls sufficiently that he didn't have another wet dream. But what an effort it took her!

Drifting off, she thought: If he hadn't given her two lovely cums with his mouth, she might resent him for it.