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Have you ever seen a physically stunning person and
thought, "I wish I could be his/her spouse for just one night"? For over
30 years, I have felt that way about Susan, who was my English teacher in
my freshman year of high school.
Susan was a plus-sized woman who evidently could not find clothing that
was well-sized for her. Every day at school, she wore clothes that were so
tight, you could see her panty line right down to the "V" of her crotch.
And her huge breasts bounced back and forth when she so much as walked
across the classroom.
I never acknowledged my lust for Susan to her, and unless she saw my
frequent erections during class, she never noticed it either. But three
decades later, I still fantasize about making love to Susan and showing my
appreciation for her big, beautiful body.
I dream that for one wild night, I am Susan's husband Robert. Susan and
Robert have been married for decades and still love each other, but Susan
has long ago given up on the idea of passionate sex. These days, sex with
her husband is reduced to basic components: a few kisses, a little heavy
petting, some brief in-and-out, then
Robert rolls over and goes right to sleep. But for at least one night,
things are going to be different.
Susan comes in to our moonlit bedroom and sees my eyes half-open and a
groggy smile on my face, as though I'm about to go to sleep. She smiles
and yanks off her nightgown before lying next to me. I have to consciously
control my reaction to first seeing Susan in the buff. Her boobs heave
even when she's standing still, and her bush is thick and full. Susan
leans over, pecks me on the cheeks, and says, "Good night, Robert,"
thinking the day is over. But it's not going to be so easy.
I lean over and cover Susan's big, sensuous lips with mine, sucking her
tongue furiously. Susan's eyes widen. "Well, this is a nice surprise,"
Susan coos.
"You ain't seen nothing yet," I tell her. I flick my tongue in Susan's
left ear and then nibble on it. Susan continues to stare at me wide-eyed,
wondering when her "husband" is going to calm down. But seeing Susan's
lush body spread out before me is having a dramatic effect on me. I gently
grab Susan's hand and place it on my northward-pointing member.
"Jesus Christ, Robert!" Susan exclaims happily. "What's gotten into you
tonight?"
"Never mind what's gotten into me," I mutter. "What 'til you see what's
getting into you."
"Oh, my God," Susan murmurs.
Like a teenager in the back seat of a car, I cop endless feels on Susan's
huge, full tits as Susan lies back and moans. I circle a finger around
Susan's big, brown areola and pinch its nipple with my thumb and
forefinger. As I move my fingers left and right, Susan shakes her head in
the same directions, practically drooling with pleasure. As I hoist her
enormous breast to my eager mouth, I can already smell Susan's nether
regions oozing with her juices. I suck the left and then the right breast
until they bounce from my suckling. Then I push them to Susan's mouth.
"Suck your own tits," I order her. "I'll work on the rest."
Susan hesitantly flicks her knowing tongue at her left boob before
devouring it. Then she gives her right tit the same treatment. As she
moves her mouth around her boobs, I move my fingers down her huge form
until I reach her fragrant pussy. Gently I part its lips and go searching
for Susan's knob. I find it and start circling it with my fingers.
Susan grinds against my hand, moaning with her mouth full of her engorged
breast. She bucks like crazy until I hit the jackpot, and her ecstasy
bursts forth, making my fingers sticky. I pull out my fingers, run them
along her left breast, and suck it again as Susan moans. Susan takes my
sticky fingers and licks them off, kissing them slurpily.
I push Susan on the bed so that she lies sideways. I run my hands down her
back until I reach her fully rounded ass cheeks. I flick my thumb over her
pert asshole as I lick her from behind.
"Oh, my God, Robert," Susan murmurs, "it's been so long since you've been
like this."
In no time, I've inserted myself from behind. Susan is more than happy to
let me fuck her this way for a while, but then she pulls away. "No,
Robert," she says, "please do me from the front. I want to see you. I want
to savor everything you do."
"Okay," I tell her, "but please don't tease me. I have to be inside you
tonight."
I get on my knees as Susan lies back and eagerly spreads her legs. Without
her having to guide me, my stiff rod slips easily inside her cunt.
"You turn me on like you can't believe, Susan," I tell her. "I love you."
"I love you, too, baby," she whispers.
Susan lustily wraps her arms and legs around me and takes me as far up
inside her as she can, clenching her pussy muscles for good measure. I
plant wet kisses on Susan's face and knead her breasts some more as I
slowly plunge in and out of her.
Before long, the air is filled with Susan's cries of passion and the
violent bouncing of her big breasts. I groan and writhe as I give it to
Susan with everything I've got.
"Make me come," she gasps. "Oh, please make me come!"
With my last bit of strength, I insert a finger between my cock and
Susan's clit so that the finger will meet every movement of my eager
shaft. It only makes Susan grind her big hips harder and deeper. "Oh, my
God, I'm coming, I'm coming!" Susan cries.
"Me, too," I gush.
With one last thrust, Susan spasms in pure, lusty pleasure as my come
overflows her juicy pussy. I pump her full of every last drop of my love
juice and collapse on the bed beside her. Tears streaming down her face,
Susan kisses me over and over.
When we've regained our strength, Susan climbs on top of me, plants me
inside of her, and pulls my hands to her breasts. I figure I'd better make
the most out of this evening while I can. |
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