Housekeeper with the 50 JJJ Bra Size
Housekeeper With the 50 JJJ Bra Size
(Part 1)
My folks asked me to come by to help them get the Christmas décor out of the attic. I didn’t mind. And I guess they were starting to get a little older. About halfway through the job, I heard an unfamiliar voice say, “how much do you charge for getting Christmas decorations out of storage, Jamey?”
I looked down from what I was doing and saw a lady I’d never met before. She was a little younger than my parents, but she was older than me. If I had to guess, I’d say she was around 50 years old. She wasn’t very pretty, and she definitely wasn’t very skinny. Not that I happened to notice either of these particular traits about her.
What I noticed was her gigantic breasts. They were enormous! I tried not to stare, but I was probably not very successful. I’m pretty sure she caught me ogling her chest within the first minute. Fortunately, she didn’t seem to mind. In fact, I’m pretty sure she smiled a little, but I couldn’t be one hundred percent about that. I hoped it wasn’t my imagination.
“I’m pretty sure my parents are not paying me for coming over today,” I informed her.
“Im pretty sure you’re right about that,” my mom chimed in.
“Anyway,” I said, “I don’t think I’ve met you before.” I hadn’t. I was sure of that. There’s no way I would forget her and her giant tits.
“This is Teresa,” my mom informed me, “she is my new housekeeper. And I don’t know what I did without her all these years!”
“You’re too nice, Terri,” Teresa said.
“Anyway, I’m going I’m to get started with all this shit. Merry Christmas,” my mom laughed.
“We’ll it’s nice to meet you, Teresa,” I informed her, “and if you need help with the, uh, Christmas storage thing then lemme know. I’d be glad to lend a hand.”
She quickly responded with, “I definitely need your help! Can you come over after you leave out of here?”
“Well that was fast!” I told her, “but that’s also not a problem. I have no plans after this. I’ll be ready to go shortly.”
Her face lit up a little at my response. She proceeded to get my phone number, texted me the address, and left rather quickly to her house, I guess.
ItMy mind kind of wandered at this point. I really didn’t know if I was just going to be helping out a chick in her 50s, or if I would be manhandling what were probably the biggest tits I had ever come in contact with.
(Part 2)
I got to her house, pulled in the driveway, and quickly knocked on the door. I was very anxious. It was all those looks that she gave me. I had a pretty good feeling about coming over to Teresa’s house. Then again, it might have been in my head. All this might just be a fantasy fueled by Teresa’s huge tits.
When she opened the door, I was pretty sure that things were not just in my head. She had on a different top this time. It was much more lower cut. Like, a lot more lower cut.
“Hey Teresa,” I said, and then proceeded with a statement, “I am going to make you a promise while I’m helping you out with getting down your storage items. I promise not to stare at your, um, chest the entire time I’m here.”
“I caught you staring at my boobs immediately, Jamey. I think you looked at my chest for 5 minutes before you knew what the rest of me looked like.” She them proceeded to ask me a question. “So, are you a boob guy?
“Yep.” I responded immediately.
She chuckled, and asked a few more questions, “how much do you like big-chested women? Because my boobs are really really big. Most guys don’t like them. They think they’re to big.”
I went about assuring Teresa, “I can assure you that I’m attracted to your huge titties. Just talking about them has made me hornier than I’ve ever been in my life.” I continued, “I’m sorry if other guys have made you self-conscious about your chest size, but I can assure you: I love love love your big titties.”
“Do you wanna squeeze them?” she asked. “You can do anything you want with my titties, baby.”
After receiving her invitation, I didn’t hesitate very long. I leaned in to give her a kiss while I began squeezing her titties.
“My God, Teresa. Your titties feel good. What bra size do you wear?” I asked.
She answered, “I wear a 50 triple J.”
Her answer almost made me ejaculate in my pants. I grabbed and squeezed faster and harder.
“Can I take off your shirt, Teresa? I wanna get you topless. I need your big titties!”
I didn’t even wait on an answer. I hastily pulled up her shirt and threw it on the ground. Immediately afterwards I was unhooking her bra. It was the biggest bra I had ever seen. After I got her out of that, I began squeezing and sucking on her fat cleavage.
“Do you want me to get your dick out now?” she asked. “I’m dying to see your big hard penis ejaculate. That’s the only thing I want, Jamey. Promise me that I can make you sperm. We can do whatever you want, as long as I get to make you climax. Is that ok?”
I responded by saying, “if you let me fuck your big titties, then I’ll give you a giant sperm. My dick wants your big boobies bad!”
To be continued…
(Part 1)
My folks asked me to come by to help them get the Christmas décor out of the attic. I didn’t mind. And I guess they were starting to get a little older. About halfway through the job, I heard an unfamiliar voice say, “how much do you charge for getting Christmas decorations out of storage, Jamey?”
I looked down from what I was doing and saw a lady I’d never met before. She was a little younger than my parents, but she was older than me. If I had to guess, I’d say she was around 50 years old. She wasn’t very pretty, and she definitely wasn’t very skinny. Not that I happened to notice either of these particular traits about her.
What I noticed was her gigantic breasts. They were enormous! I tried not to stare, but I was probably not very successful. I’m pretty sure she caught me ogling her chest within the first minute. Fortunately, she didn’t seem to mind. In fact, I’m pretty sure she smiled a little, but I couldn’t be one hundred percent about that. I hoped it wasn’t my imagination.
“I’m pretty sure my parents are not paying me for coming over today,” I informed her.
“Im pretty sure you’re right about that,” my mom chimed in.
“Anyway,” I said, “I don’t think I’ve met you before.” I hadn’t. I was sure of that. There’s no way I would forget her and her giant tits.
“This is Teresa,” my mom informed me, “she is my new housekeeper. And I don’t know what I did without her all these years!”
“You’re too nice, Terri,” Teresa said.
“Anyway, I’m going I’m to get started with all this shit. Merry Christmas,” my mom laughed.
“We’ll it’s nice to meet you, Teresa,” I informed her, “and if you need help with the, uh, Christmas storage thing then lemme know. I’d be glad to lend a hand.”
She quickly responded with, “I definitely need your help! Can you come over after you leave out of here?”
“Well that was fast!” I told her, “but that’s also not a problem. I have no plans after this. I’ll be ready to go shortly.”
Her face lit up a little at my response. She proceeded to get my phone number, texted me the address, and left rather quickly to her house, I guess.
ItMy mind kind of wandered at this point. I really didn’t know if I was just going to be helping out a chick in her 50s, or if I would be manhandling what were probably the biggest tits I had ever come in contact with.
(Part 2)
I got to her house, pulled in the driveway, and quickly knocked on the door. I was very anxious. It was all those looks that she gave me. I had a pretty good feeling about coming over to Teresa’s house. Then again, it might have been in my head. All this might just be a fantasy fueled by Teresa’s huge tits.
When she opened the door, I was pretty sure that things were not just in my head. She had on a different top this time. It was much more lower cut. Like, a lot more lower cut.
“Hey Teresa,” I said, and then proceeded with a statement, “I am going to make you a promise while I’m helping you out with getting down your storage items. I promise not to stare at your, um, chest the entire time I’m here.”
“I caught you staring at my boobs immediately, Jamey. I think you looked at my chest for 5 minutes before you knew what the rest of me looked like.” She them proceeded to ask me a question. “So, are you a boob guy?
“Yep.” I responded immediately.
She chuckled, and asked a few more questions, “how much do you like big-chested women? Because my boobs are really really big. Most guys don’t like them. They think they’re to big.”
I went about assuring Teresa, “I can assure you that I’m attracted to your huge titties. Just talking about them has made me hornier than I’ve ever been in my life.” I continued, “I’m sorry if other guys have made you self-conscious about your chest size, but I can assure you: I love love love your big titties.”
“Do you wanna squeeze them?” she asked. “You can do anything you want with my titties, baby.”
After receiving her invitation, I didn’t hesitate very long. I leaned in to give her a kiss while I began squeezing her titties.
“My God, Teresa. Your titties feel good. What bra size do you wear?” I asked.
She answered, “I wear a 50 triple J.”
Her answer almost made me ejaculate in my pants. I grabbed and squeezed faster and harder.
“Can I take off your shirt, Teresa? I wanna get you topless. I need your big titties!”
I didn’t even wait on an answer. I hastily pulled up her shirt and threw it on the ground. Immediately afterwards I was unhooking her bra. It was the biggest bra I had ever seen. After I got her out of that, I began squeezing and sucking on her fat cleavage.
“Do you want me to get your dick out now?” she asked. “I’m dying to see your big hard penis ejaculate. That’s the only thing I want, Jamey. Promise me that I can make you sperm. We can do whatever you want, as long as I get to make you climax. Is that ok?”
I responded by saying, “if you let me fuck your big titties, then I’ll give you a giant sperm. My dick wants your big boobies bad!”
To be continued…
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