Jeremy Dempsey

You step through the front door of your home. The house empty per usual. Your parents still at work, older sister away at college. You set your backpack down on the kitchen table, something on the table catching your eye.

A leather-bound notebook, looking quite old and used, yet still in good condition. You open it, writing at the top saying “Sex Note.” With a description of what this book is. You scoff, thinking this is some joke, but your 18-year-old mind thinks that if this is true, the possibilities would be endless.

You decide to try it out. You picture your next-door neighbor, Ms. Wanda Reynolds.

You write in the notebook, “Ms. Wanda Reynolds will give a titjob.” The thought of her large globes wrapping around your hard shaft sending a twitch through your cock.

You close the notebook, carrying it and your backpack upstairs. Plopping the bag on the bed and the book on your desk. You sit down at your desk and turn on your computer. The doorbell rings just as you sign onto your computer.

Opening the front door, you are greeted by a pair of large breasts, straining against a very tight sweater. Looking up, Ms. Reynolds staring at you.

“Hello Jeremy, I am here to give you a titjob,” she says matter of factly.

Your mouth hangs open, stunned into silence by what you have just heard. She sighs, pushing past you towards the living room. “Come sit on the couch, I haven’t got all day, I was in the middle of a very important call.”

You snap out of it, closing the door and sitting down on the couch. You watch as Ms. Reynolds kneels in front of you, spreading your legs.

Not wasting time, she deftly releases your semi hard shaft. Her hands cool against your warm sensitive skin. Stroking you, making you hard in moments. Her other hand lifting her tight sweater, reveling her massive mummeries, no bra hiding them.

“Do you have any lube,” she asks you. You shake your head. She exhales, lifting her breasts, squeezing them together. Spit slowly falls from her lips, landing in her expansive cleavage. Followed by a second wad of spit.

Pulling her breasts apart, she easily wraps them around your rigid shaft. Pressing them tightly against you, fully encasing your throbbing cock. You can’t help but moan the moment you feel your soft skin wrap around you. She starts to slowly slide her breasts up and down, the spit helping to glide her breasts.

She drops another wad of spit onto the head of your cock, adding the lube. Allowing her to glide faster along your shaft, milking your cock. Your hips begin to lift, adding to the friction. Your eyes never leaving the sight of your cock fucking her tits.

“Are you close, Jeremy?” she asks, obviously a bit perturbed this is taking so long. Despite that, your orgasm approaches, hips moving a bit faster. She can tell you are getting close, her stroking speeding up.

The orgasm hits you like none other, ropes of cum shooting out of your tip. One glob hitting the bottom of her chin, she smothers your squirting tip with her breasts. Causing the cum to pool in her cleavage. The sight burning into your brain, as you come down from the amazing high.

She releases your semi hard member, the pool of cum spilling all over you and her chest. She lowers her sweater, covering herself once more, not even bothering to clean up.

Without a word, she stands and walks out the door, closing it behind her. Leaving you there, cock out, covered in cum, breathing heavily.