Dear Diary…
I had to go to a birthday party this afternoon, at a local children’s indoor playcentre. It was Mike’s little boys birthday, he was 8 today. I was there to give Mike a hand with everything, although i the end I was little more than a spare part.
We were there for about half an hour before other parents started to bring in their children. Their were meant to be about 15 kids, but only 11 turned up, however a few of them had younger or older brothers and sisters, so we ended up with 17 kids at the party. Horrible, screaming, bouncing, jumping, thumping, kicking, violent, crying children. It was horrible.
A couple of the parents decided to hang around rather than just drop their kids and leave…I guess they had nothing else to do. Anyway, one of them, a young woman in her mid 20’s who’d brought along a small boy of around 5 years old, noticed I was uncomfortable. She’d stood along the outside wall, trying to blend in. I was doing the same on the opposite wall. Anyway, we got to talking.
Turns out that her boyfriend left her just before her kid was born, and shacked up with another woman. That was a few years ago and she’d not been in a serious relationship ever since. After a while, we went out of the party room and sat down in the restaurant area for a coffee (and some peace and quiet).
As she sat opposite me I could take in properly how hot she was. Piercing blue eyes, strawberry blonde hair, long and tied back in a pony tail which fell to around the middle of her back. She wore some hippy, new-age blouse type thing, off-white and a little see-through, under which she wore a dark, possibly black bra which encased two very large boobs. Her cleavage was revealed by the plunging neckline and open buttons of her blouse.
Those tits were pretty amazing, so much so that I found it difficult to sit opposite her at the small round table and concentrate on what she was talking to me about. I think she noticed this, because she cleared her throat in an insistent, look at my face, not my tits, kind of way.
Embarrassed, I apologised and told her I was somewhere else for a moment there. She said it was ok, everyone stares at my tits, and then laughed it off.
Anyway, the party ended while we were sat, and she collected her little boy and went home, saying that it was nice to meet me, and next time she wear something a little less revealing so that I could concentrate a bit better on her words! She smiled a cheeky smile and left.
I walked home, about 2 miles. It was raining a little, so I looked for somewhere to shelter, but there was nowhere. I came across a field, in which was a small outcrop of trees, so I ran for them and sheltered there for a bit.
I thought of the young woman at the party, what was her name? Katie I think she said. She was a skinny girl, with pouting lips, big tits and long legs. Almost your stereotypical beauty queen if it were not for the fact that she was a young mum.
I thought more of her boobs under her revealing hippy-blouse, and imagine her without the bra. I thought of her big nipples, and the fabric coursing over them as her tits wobbled left to right, up and down, her nipples getting hard as the friction aroused them.
Suddenly she stood in front of me, no kid in toe, and released her massive jugs from her blouse, unbuttoning it and pulling it aside. She said everyone stares at my tits and grabbed my hand, pulling up to cup a fleshy mound. She shoved her own hand down the front of her cotton trousers and moaned, her other hand undone my belt and pulled the button of my jeans, then unzipped my fly. My jeans fell to my ankles as I reached another hand up to give her other tit a squeeze while she reached into my shorts to pull out my cock.
she told me straight, I want your cum, its been so long since I last felt hot cum on my tits. She started jacking me off, twisting her hand a little as she moved up and down my shaft. She gave the end of my dick the occasional lick and suck as she dropped to her knees.
I watched her as she went to it, like a thing possessed she wanted nothing more than my cum on her breasts. I leaned against a tree and let her work. She used one hand on my cock, the other alternated between each tit and nipple, sometimes dipping in and out of her trousers for a quick frig of her clit.
She was like a pro, she made me shoot my load within just a few minutes, my jizz splashed her big boobs, her neck and chin, then ran down between her cleavage and down on to her flat stomach.
She said, …that’s not enough, I want more… Katie then took my whole cock deep into her mouth and fucked me with her face, all the while massaging my cum into her skin. She looked so hot, and dirty doing this that my cock quickly regained it’s strength.
As soon as she felt my dick hard become hard again she resumed her actions from before, up down, twisting, licking sucking, all the while rubbing my semen into her skin, over her tits, her face and hair. It was almost as if she needed the cum to survive!!!
I watched as the dirty bitch with big tits did all this, and shot another load over her, this mostly landing on her face and hair, she yelped with glee and sucked my dick some more, until it hung flaccid in her mouth. She licked my dick clean, then sucked my balls for good measure.
Then she was gone.
I pulled the handy packet of Kleenex from my inside jacket pocket, cleaned my hands up and carried on walking home.
I bumped in to Katie again on my way home, in a shop. She said Hi then sorry, I got my jacket zipped up and chuckled as she left the shop. I laughed and then went home.
Katie was pretty fine looking, but not really my type. Sure, she had big tits, but I like a little more weight on my women. Good job I have the wife for the real thing!
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