Admiring Two Large Blessings From The Heavens…And Maybe A Third

The alley was dark and quiet, the distant hum of the street barely reaching us. Kaze stood there, shifting her weight from one foot to the other, arms still crossed tightly under her chest.

“So… the forfeit,” she muttered, cheeks still pink. “Just… here?”

I nodded, leaning against the wall with a smirk. “A deal’s a deal.”

She took a deep breath, then slowly grabbed the hem of her shirt. With a hesitant tug, she pulled it up and over her head, letting it drop to the ground.

Holy fuck.

Kaze wasn’t wearing a bra. Her large, heavy tits spilled free, full and perky despite their size. They were pale and smooth, capped with cute, puffy pink nipples that were already slightly hardened in the cool night air. They looked even bigger now that they were out — soft, bouncy, and absolutely perfect.

“Damn, Kaze,” I breathed, eyes locked on her chest. “Those are incredible. Way bigger than I expected. Cute nipples too.”

She glared at me, clearly flustered, arms twitching like she wanted to cover up but forcing herself not to. “Don’t just stare like a deer in headlights. This is embarrassing enough already.”

I chuckled. “Can’t help it. They’re hypnotizing.”

Her blush deepened. She tried to shoot back, “Yeah well, enjoy the view while it lasts, perv—”

I cut her off with another idea, stepping closer. “Actually, new bet. If I can guess your exact tit size right now, you give me a blowjob. Right here in the alley.”

Kaze’s eyes widened, but the programming kicked in. She swallowed hard, embarrassed but unable to refuse. “…Fine. Deal.”

I pretended to think for a second, then reached out mentally to Max.

Max. Exact size?

36DD, he replied instantly, sounding amused.

I grinned at Kaze. “36DD.”

Her mouth fell open in genuine shock. “How the—? There’s no way you could know that!”

“Guess I’m just that lucky,” I said smugly. “Now… you lost.”

Kaze stared at me for a long moment, flustered and defeated, then slowly sank to her knees on the alley floor. Her huge bare tits jiggled with the movement as she looked up at me, pink nipples stiff in the cool air. She reached up with both hands and tugged my pants and boxers down in one go. My cock sprang free, rock-hard and throbbing right in front of her face.

Her eyes widened. “Holy fuck… what is that, eight inches? Ward, that’s… that’s bigger than I thought. I don’t know if I can fit all of that.”

I chuckled. “You never done this before?”

She shook her head, cheeks burning. “No. Nothing like this. At all.”

A little wave of sympathy hit me. Kaze was usually so confident at the table, but right now she looked so innocent as a total sex novice. Cute, actually.

“Relax,” I said gently. “I’ll help you out. Start by kissing the tip.”

She hesitated, clearly finding it strange, but leaned forward anyway and pressed her soft lips against the head of my cock in a shy little kiss.

“Good. Now open your mouth and wrap your lips around the tip… yeah, like that. Keep your teeth back as much as you can.”

I gently placed a hand on the back of her head and slowly guided her down. Kaze took me in, her warm, wet mouth stretching around my girth. She managed about two-thirds before she gagged hard and pulled off with a gasp, strings of saliva connecting her lips to my cock.

“It’s too big,” Kaze whined, breathing heavily. “I can’t fit it all.”

I smiled down at her, finding Kaze’s struggling strangely adorable. “It’s fine if you can’t take it all. Just keep going until I cum, okay?”

Kaze nodded, determined, and went back to work. She was clumsy at first — a little too much teeth, inconsistent rhythm — but she improved with every bob of her head. Her huge tits bounced and jiggled beautifully with each movement, the sight alone driving me crazy.

“Use your tongue more,” I suggested. “Swirl it around while you suck.”

She listened. The moment her tongue started sliding along the underside of my shaft, I groaned. That extra stimulation pushed me straight into overdrive. Her warm mouth, the wet sounds, her bouncing tits, and the eager way she was trying her best — it was too much.

“Fuck, Kaze— I’m cumming.”

I held her head gently as I erupted, pumping thick ropes of cum straight into her mouth. She made a surprised noise but didn’t pull away.

“Swallow if you can,” I panted.

Kaze hesitated for a second, then gulped it down. She pulled off slowly, licking her lips.

“…It doesn’t taste as bad as I expected,” she admitted, sounding surprised.

I helped her up, still catching my breath. “Thanks, Kaze. That was really good for your first time.”

She quickly pulled her shirt back on, covering those magnificent tits, and gave me a shy but slightly proud smile. Then her face turned a little more serious.

“Listen, Ward...I haven't done any of this before because I was actually saving myself for someone else."

This was a little unexpected. I didn't know Kaze had a crush.

"You got a crush on somebody? Or a boyfriend?"

"No, it's not like that...in my culture we always wait until marriage to have sex. I mean, I'm not gonna be that fucking stuffy about it, but I do want to wait until I find the right person to do with it."

Now I felt a little uncomfortable. Coercing a girl to go against her values was something I'd do in a heartbeat for a good fuck, but Kaze was my friend. I'd known her for a while, and I felt a little bad making her go against her morals.

I knew I sounded like a hypocrite considering I made my cousin swallow my cum after every shower and made a hot girl in school my personal hole. But isn't everybody a hypocrite about something?

"Listen, I'm sorry, Kaze. You lost the bet, but I probably shouldn't have gone that far."

"Ward...at least you tried to help me out when I was uncomfortable. At least you apologised. You think that asshole Michael would have been as nice as you were? Honestly, out of anyone else it could have been, I'm glad it was you who I lost a bet to tonight. I trust you."

I didn't know what I was feeling in that moment. It's not like I wanted to stop hypnotising and fucking girls, but I also wanted to have something that wasn't made up with Kaze. Like our friendship.

My awkwardness must have shown on my face.

"But don't get any ideas, dumbass. I'm not your girlfriend or anything. Don't expect me to go on a date with you or something like that. We don't have that kind of relationship yet."

Before I could say anything, Kaze slipped out of the alley and disappeared down the street.

Max’s voice popped into my head as I started walking home.

That was oddly wholesome for a back-alley blowjob.

“Shut it, Max,” I muttered with a grin.

I adjusted my pants and headed home, the odd feeling in my gut still lingering a little.

While things didn’t necessarily go according to plan, Poker Night had undeniably been an absolute success. I’d get Valerie some other day, and maybe someday I’d have a little more fun with Kaze - who I had a little bit more appreciation for now.