Chapter 10: Stay with Christy

Andrew decided to stick around.

"You don't have to run so fast," he said, "is everything in my mom's wallet?"

Christy shot a look at Andrew that told him she was very amused at his attempt to stall her but she was not swayed.

"I'm sure it's fine," she said, turning to leave.

Andrew knew he wouldn't be able to seduce Christy by himself. There was no way she would be into her coworker's 18 year old kid. He would need the device so he quickly dipped his hand into his pocket and hit the button. The small click was muffled from his pocket and as the sound vanished Christy turned around.

"Although, I guess I could stay and really make sure it's all here."

Christy held out the wallet and popped it open. She beckoned Andrew over to her as she flipped through the different pockets and folds. When he didn't get in close enough she tugged him by his shirt right up to her side. Her subtle flowery perfume slipped into Andrew's senses. He saw her smirk when he inhaled the sweet scent. She meticulously looked through the wallet, exaggerating her interest in it while Andrew stood awkwardly against at her side. Every minute or so she would bump his hip, the slight contact and her proximity getting his wheels turning. He noticed she was pulling her top down, just exposing her cleavage. Even the smallest exposure looked massive from Andrew's vantage point, and his heart rate quickened.

"Oh, what's this?" she said, rubbing up against Andrew's groin.

Andrew blushed. Minutes ago he was sitting in his room fantasizing a lot of bluster. "I want to really fuck something!" and yet, he had altered the mind of this woman and he still couldn't make a move for himself. Christy, undeterred, rubbed her hand over his growing bulge.

"Hm, looks like you're pretty happy to see me, huh?" Christy said.

She squeezed and Andrew let out an audible squelch. Christy grinned up to him, dropping the wallet to the ground.

"Yeah that's why I... asked you to stay..." Andrew said slowly, cock bulging hard in Christy's hand.

"I know," she teased, slipping her hand underneath Andrew's waistband. "Let's see what you've got hiding in here..."

Christy pulled Andrew's cock out, smiling as she gauged it's fairly impressive girth. Andrew tensed as she stroked it, her soft hand easily gliding across the thick shaft.

"I don't normally go for guys your age, but there's something about you I find... irresistible."

"I want you," Andrew blurted while Christy squeezed the base of his cock.

"Oh?" she teased him, pulling her top down even more and revealing her soft, squishy tits. "What is it you want?"

"To fuck you," Andrew said a little more confidently.

"No," she whispered in his ear, "You have to prove yourself, first."

"Oh, uh, okay," Andrew said, unsure what he was supposed to do now.

"You wanna fuck my tits?"

He certainly did. His hips ached to thrust and heave, and her huge titties were practically begging him to be fucked. If he couldn't have her pussy, her tits would do nicely. It occurred to Andrew he could just use the device to change her mind, but as he reached for it he was interrupted.

Repeated mental transformations will be catastrophic.

But it's not even a big change!

Repeated mental transformations will be catastrophic.

Fine. Andrew let it go. Christy had already pulled off her top and was wiggling her breasts at Andrew.

"Don't be shy!"

Andrew stepped up to her, groping at her hot, heavy tits. He could barely believe his eyes, or his hands. His fingers sunk into the soft flesh, digging deep furrows. He pulled each one out of her teal colored bra and held it briefly before letting them both fall toward Christy's thick waist. He fondled them for another minute and then Christy lay back on the couch, rubbing her impressive tits together. This time he didn't need to be told. He mounted Christy's chest, cock extending over her. She had put her glasses down somewhere and she was looking up at him with dazzling blue eyes. She spat on Andrew's erection, rubbing her saliva into his flesh with her hands.

"Fuck my tits, Andrew."

Andrew wasted no time. He unleashed his hips, pounding her huge breasts recklessly. He wanted to watch her tits bounce, but he couldn't look away from her sultry eyes. She bit her lip, helping him hold her tits together as they flopped against his thrusts.

"You like my big, fat titties, baby?" she cooed up at him.

"Yes..." he grunted back.

"You've got a nice thick dick, Andrew," Christy said, "I can't wait to see it explode all over me."

Andrew tugged at her thick, stiff nipples while he picked up the pace of his thrusts. He railed against the chubby woman's enormous pillows, slapping them hard. She didn't stop encouraging his efforts.

"Keep going, baby, fuck my fat tits and give me your cum. Your big cock is so hot in my cleavage."

Andrew started fucking so fast he couldn't stand up straight. He fell forward a little and he had to brace himself on the couch. Christy grabbed her tits and shook them over his cock. Andrew grabbed at her hair and started thrusting again, the tip of his cock pushing through her cleavage and emerging close to her mouth.

"Oh, yeah, baby, just like that," Christy's bedroom voice shouted, "Cum all over me, baby!"

Andrew saw white and he nearly fell over again. The tip of his cock bulged and twitched with release. Thick cum meekly splattered from in between Christy's breasts. Andrew swayed above her, neck muscles flexed tight as he came.

"That's it baby, just let it out."

Christy licked at Andrew's load on her chest while he sat up and caught his breath.

"You cum a lot, don't you?" she teased, wiping her finger through the puddles of cum.

"Uh... yeah," Andrew answered, keeping the details to himself.

Christy continued, "That was pretty good. Maybe I'll find my way over here again."

She stood up and carefully put her tits back in her bra and then slipped her top over it.

"You don't need a towel or anything?" Andrew asked.

"I'll keep it for later," she said with a wink.

She grabbed the wallet from the floor and stuck it under her arm. "I'll catch you later, Andrew."

And just like that, she was gone, leaving Andrew flaccid and bottomless in the empty house.