Happening Elsewhere

That afternoon, after school had concluded, found Jace laying in Valerie Barnes’ bed, cuddled up with her. She had changed out of her school clothes, and now wore just a lacy maroon bra and some clingy gray cotton short shorts.

Val had never been shy about her body being exposed, and she trusted Jace explicitly. The barely clad junior girl laid in the crook of his arm, and her head rested on his chest, her long dark hair a splash of shadow on Jace’s green shirt.

Jace’s hand was on Val’s lower back, and he could feel her large to very large breasts pressing against his side.

“Thanks for agreeing to hang out today.” Valerie said, her eyes still on the television that was playing some kind of action movie.

“No problem. You know I love hanging out with you.” Jace smiled. Val looked pleased, and she cuddled a little closer.

“How’d your first day of school go, then?” Jace asked Val curiously.

“It went good. No homework as of yet, thankfully.” Val grinned.

“Oh, yeah, that’s always the best.” Jace agreed, and his hand began to stroke along Val’s spine, making her shiver.

She hastily turned her gaze to the movie, just as one of the characters cracked a joke. Val laughed, and Jace’s eyes were drawn straight to her barely covered breasts, which jiggled with the girl’s laughter.

Valerie bit her lip when she noticed the blond boy’s gaze, and she laughed a little harder than the joke deserved. Jace’s hand moved to her hip, and it cupped her curve quite firmly. Her breaths erratic and quick, Val slid up on top of Jace.

Jace started at the girl’s movement, but then he stared up at her beautiful face and sexy body. Her nearly very large breasts, bigger than her older sister Gabrielle’s, hung tantalizing in a lacy maroon bra. Her blue Barnes eyes were wider than usual, and looked ever so slightly afraid. His eyes moved along her flat stomach, reveled in her wide hips. Her knees were pressed into the mattress on either side of his hips, and the girl’s plump, curvy ass was resting on Jace’s rapidly hardening cock.

Jace’s chest rose and fell hard, taking in the beauty of the girl before him. He sat up so that he was closer to her, he wrapped his arms around her body, he pulled her close, and during their embrace, he was strongly thinking of kissing her. Of just making the jump. Girls didn’t sit on your hips practically naked unless they wanted you to kiss them. That was just common sense.

Jace’s hands on Val’s back found her bra clasp, and she shuddered when his fingers grasped it. Her arms came up to encircle his neck, and her warm lips slid along his cheek to reach his ear.

“Do it.” Val pleaded.

This was it. The boy she’d been crushing on for years had her right where she wanted to be. His hands were on her bra’s clasp. Val sucked in a steadying breath when the clasp unhooked. Jace leaned back, and Val’s lacy maroon bra tumbled to the bed.

Jace stared in reverence at Valerie’s amazing bosom. Her bare breasts, nearly as big as her eldest sister Ariel’s. They had surprisingly big areolas, bigger than the other girls’ breasts Jace had seen, and her nipples were thick and rock hard.

Jace’s hands moved quickly up and down Val’s back, not sure what else to do with them. He knew what he wanted to do with his hands, but he wasn’t sure… no, he corrected himself. He knew she’d be perfectly happy with him groping her. He was delaying, making excuses. No longer.

Jace’s hands came back around the front and he had the time to give her generous rack one squeeze before the bedroom door opened to reveal Rachel Barnes.

Rachel, Val’s mom, was also the best friend of Jace’s mom, Danielle. As a result, the Holland family and the Barnes family had grown up quite closely. There was no male children in the Barnes family, just Ariel, Gabrielle, and Valerie, so in a lot of ways, Jace had become something of a brotherly figure to the three Barnes ladies.

That had changed a little over the years. Jace had nursed a massive crush on Ariel (his older sister Daisy’s best friend) for a WHILE, and he still had some semblance of that to this day. As today proved, him and Val had much more complicated feelings towards one another than just sibling affection. Obviously.

“Consider yourselves glad it wasn’t my husband who found you mauling my youngest daughter’s tits.” Rachel smirked at Jace.

“Mom!” Valerie exclaimed, and she hastily tried to cover up her breasts, but her hands were far too small for such a Herculean feat.

“Oh, relax, honey, it’s nothing I haven’t seen before.” Rachel waved a hand.

“You’re going to tell my mom about this, aren’t you?” Jace asked resignedly as he handed Valerie her bra from where it had fallen onto the bed beside them.

“Of course I am! Our children, hooking up? That’s very important news she’d be delighted to hear.” Rachel grinned.

“We weren’t hooking up.” Valerie complained, her bra back in place.

“Right. I forgot, friends usually grope their friends’ tits all the time. My mistake.” Rachel said wryly as she approached the bed.

Rachel had long dark brown hair and blue eyes, the same color of blue eyes that all three of her daughters had inherited. It was called the Barnes’ eyes by most everyone who knew them, despite it coming from the Blake family, Rachel’s maiden name. She had the biggest tits of any Barnes woman, and they were positively huge. Her ass was thick and her curves were just as full. All in all, she was a very sexy woman, so it was no surprise her three daughters were all drop dead gorgeous.

“I have no problems with you two having sex.” Rachel began, putting one hand on Jace’s arm and the other on her daughter’s thigh, “But my husband assuredly does. Especially with you, Val. You know how he babies you.”

Valerie blew out a breath and nodded.

“In the future, when you want to hook up, either go to Jace’s bedroom, or wait until your father isn’t here.” Rachel told her daughter, who blushed and nodded.

“You take care of her, OK?” Rachel demanded of Jace, who nodded, “Good boy. I’m sure by now you’ve had plenty of sex, so you know what to do to make my daughter feel good.”

Jace was stunned but he nodded.

“Attaboy.” Rachel cupped his cheek, and she leaned in until she was kissing his farther cheek. Her closeness meant her huge tits pressed up against his chest.

Her lips kept moving back to his ear, and Jace found his mother’s best friend practically sprawled across his lap, and fuck if her body didn’t feel heavenly.

“If you ever need training to ensure that my daughter feels utter bliss when you’re fucking her, come see me.” Rachel winked at Jace as she drew back, smirking at the total shock on the poor boy’s face.

———

“Do me a favor and stay after class, would you?” Mr. Calhoun asked in a hushed voice. Amy Blackson looked up at him, her green eyes wide.

“Did I do something wrong?” she asked worriedly. Calhoun squeezed her shoulder reassuringly.

“No, of course not, dear.” Calhoun soothed the buxom ginger.

He moved on from Amy reluctantly, and went to the front of the class.

“Now, circling back around…” he began.

After class ended, his last class of the day began trickling out the door, a bunch of seniors eager to get home.

Except one. Amy Blackson, the voluptuous, soft, busty redheaded girl walking up to him.

“So, um, what’s wrong, Mr. Calhoun?” Amy asked worriedly. Calhoun moved forwards causally rubbed her shoulders soothingly, which did seem to relax her.

“Like I said, Ms. Blackson, nothing’s the matter.” Calhoun said in a low voice, “I actually have an opportunity to discuss with you.”

Her eyes widened with interest, and he released her shoulders to put a hand on the small of her back and guide her towards his desk, where his hand idly began stroking up and down her back as his free hand pulled a paper from the corner of his desk and laid it in front of her.

Amy leaned over the desk to read it, and Calhoun’s eyes fixated on his student’s cleavage. The heavyset black man was getting on in years, but the sight of lush-figured teen girls with fat tits always got him revving to go. He didn’t stop stroking her back, and she made no sound of complaint. She almost seemed to be enjoying the little impromptu massage, if you could call it that.

“You want me to tutor?” Amy inquired.

“Oh, yes. I have a few classes of juniors who might need your help with this class. I’ve heard you’re exceptional at math.” Calhoun complimented the small, busty girl before him.

Her cheeks burned red at the praise, and he couldn’t help but smile at how strikingly adorable she looked that way, blushing up a storm.

“You’ll have to spend a few afternoons with me every now and then, I’m afraid, going over material. When you and the juniors you’re tutoring meet is up to you and them, but I’ll need you here with me for an hour or two at least twice a week.” Calhoun said, “You may be excellent, but I like to make sure that my tutors are tutoring correctly.”

“Oh, of course, Mr. Calhoun. That makes perfect sense.” she said sweetly, and desire for her burned inside him like a wildfire.

“Glad you’re not too upset by having to spend extra time with your old teacher.” Calhoun chuckled, and Amy flashed him a beautiful smile.

“Oh, I’m not upset at all. I’ve heard you’re a great math teacher, I can’t wait to learn from you.” Amy enthused.

“Oh, Ms. Blackson… I intend to teach you quite a lot.” Calhoun smiled, and Amy beamed.

Without hardly thinking, he swept the girl up in a tight hug, her insanely generous bosom smushing against his chest, her short, curvy body pressing up against his unfortunate beer belly.

She hugged him back, though, and though the hug didn’t last long, it left him immensely pleased.

“Are we starting the tutoring lessons today?” Amy asked, hopeful. Calhoun shook his head regretfully.

“I’m afraid not. Does tomorrow work for you, though?” Calhoun inquired, and Amy nodded.

“Tomorrow’s perfect.” Amy smiled, “Who am I tutoring, by the way?”

“Well, your first assignment is going to be a boy named Owen Vane. You may know his sister, she’s a teacher here this year.” Calhoun said.

“Oh, it’s Owen! He’s my brother’s best friend.” Amy exclaimed excitedly, and Calhoun smiled.

Enthusiasm. Perfect.

“What fortune!” Calhoun laughed, “I guess you’re even more eager now than before, huh?”

“Yes, sir, I am.” Amy agreed cheerily.

He liked the word sir leaving her lips. He liked it a lot.