My name is Carlos, and I am twenty-six years old. I got my PhD in statistics last year, and am currently working as a data analyst for an NHL team. I know, it's unconventional to have a Chicano working in hockey, especially when I never played the sport (I played baseball in college), but this was a great opportunity in a sport where statistical analysis is just ramping up, so I accepted the job.
We aren't as busy in the summer, so yesterday (Tuesday) I decided to go for a run in the woods on a hot humid day. I love hot weather and feel I get my best workouts in the humidity. I had my shirt off in the heat and was on a technical trail heading up a steep, rock-strewn stretch to a beautiful overlook when I first saw her standing with her back to me next to a picnic table. I was a little taken aback; you don't usually see people at the top of this trail because it's a difficult climb, especially so on a ninety-degree day. But there she was.
The first thing I noticed was how small she was, maybe 4'11", and thin, a size 1. Her hair was dark and long, with a ponytail coming almost to the small of her back. She was wearing runner's shorts that came down just below her ass, and a small shirt that showed a little bare back above the waistband of her shorts. As I got closer, I saw she had nicely muscled shapely tanned legs on her tiny frame, along with lightly defined triceps and biceps in her firm arms. She finally heard me and turned toward me and I audibly gasped! Her breasts were enormous! They looked almost freakish on that tiny frame, stretching out the material so the bottom of her shirt in front was straining to cover them, and her flat, tight stomach was visible below her top. I was mesmerized.
When she saw me, I watched her eyes go from my face to my chest and stomach. As a young athlete who still works out every day, I am, immodestly, quite muscular, with broad shoulders, a trim waist, muscular chest, and ripped eight-pack abs that I am so proud of. Continuing to run toward her, shirtless, and with the sweat pouring off me in the heat, I saw her glance drop below my stomach to my groin area. Her eyes widened when she saw my 8" cock, which was distinctly outlined beneath my soaked running shorts. She looked up quickly, clearly embarrassed, as I drew near.
"Wow, I'm surprised to see anyone else up here," I said.
English was a bit of a struggle for her, but she responded, "You are very fit to be able to run up this mountain."
"As are you," I replied, soaking in her magnificent body with my eyes. She was older than I originally thought, maybe fifty, but it was hard to tell because her skin was still tight and almost wrinkle-free, and her body was strong and firm, as well.
Her name was Mae, and she was Chinese. I asked her what she did for exercise - Tai Chi mostly, and long hikes - and we talked workouts for a while, before moving to other subjects. We were very comfortable with each other from the start. Mae was intelligent, well-read, and incredibly sweet. It wasn't easy not to stare at her magnificent breasts, but her dark eyes were enchanting, beautiful, and deep, making it easier for me to not appear a perv. Over the next half hour, I learned her favorite movies, books, writers, things to eat and cook, and we even talked a little sports.
"So what brings you to the top of this hill on such a hot day? And all by yourself, too," I inquired.
"I always hike alone," Mae responded.
"Why?" I asked.
"When I came to this country it was to marry," she replied. "I was seventeen and my husband purchased me from a small village in northern China. He was much older. He was a good husband and provided well for me, but he did not want me to go to school or work, just to be a wife for him. When he passed away two years ago, my English was poor, and I did not have any friends in this country. So after he died I stayed alone and focused on my reading and exercise."
"Don't you get lonely?" I asked
"Of course," she replied softly.
"Then why not try to get out and make friends?"
Mae looked up at me with sadness in those hypnotic dark eyes and admitted she was scared. "I am..."she paused, looking for the right word, "not worthy."
"How can you think that? You're wonderful! Intelligent, sweet, and very beautiful."
Mae blushed and looked down. A tear rolled down her face. "Oh, Mae. Come here, give me a hug." She stood and I took her in my arms. I tried to be nothing but a nice supportive friend, but when those perfect breasts were squeezed against me, my penis stirred. And when she looked up at me with those dark eyes, I was erect. I tried to keep my groin away from her so she wouldn't notice, but as she stared at me with longing in her eyes, I let my lips meet hers for a small kiss.
"We shouldn't," she said.
"It's OK," I replied. Then I leaned in for another kiss, this one with light tongue. I met no resistance, so I deepened the kiss, full tongue.
"That's so nice," I said when we broke apart for a second. Mae just sighed and came up for another kiss. It was fabulous, and I was rock hard and no longer worried about her knowing it. As we kissed with sweat pouring off us in the summer heat, I started to explore her fabulous body with my hands, while pushing my huge cock against her. I started rubbing my hands up and down her back, moving under her half shirt up to her bra, crushing her massive tits against my bare stomach and chest. Then I moved my hands down to her hips, pulling her into me. I positioned my right leg between hers and started to grind my rock-hard cock against her pussy. She moaned when I did, and I put my hands on her tiny ass cheeks and pulled her harder into me.
This was the most amazing moment of my young life. I moved my hands up to her lower back, under her shirt, then started to pull her shirt up over her head. She grabbed it with her tiny hands and shook her head, "No."
I nuzzled her neck and ground my dick deliberately against her sopping wet cunt, and her resistance faded. I had to pull the shirt out in front to get it over those magnificent breasts, and was rewarded with the sight of this stunning woman in her white bra which shone against her tanned stomach and shoulders. It was a 3 hook bra, and I struggled a bit to get it undone, but I finally did and it dropped to the ground. My jaw dropped. Her tits were the most incredible things I had ever seen! Huge, especially in contrast to her small frame, firm, perfectly round, cream-colored, with beautiful pink eraser-sized nipples. I was captivated. I spent some time on Kauai surfing, and a term they used there to express surprise, "Wop yo jaw," perfectly encapsulated my reaction.
Mae mistook my hesitation for something else and tried to cover her breasts with her small hands, but there was no way they were even close to doing the job.
"I'm sorry," she said, "they are so ugly."
"Are you kidding?" I exclaimed. "They are the most beautiful things I've ever seen." I slowly moved her hands away and began to explore. Mae moaned as a lightly brushed her nipples with my fingers. I then moved my head down and started to lick and suckle her hard left nipple, while rolling her right nipple between my fingers.
"Does that feel good?" I asked.