Adrian was bored. The party wasn’t up to much so he decided to leave early and walk home. Taking a short cut through a park, he saw Gail walking ahead and hurried to catch up.
Adrian had been attracted to Gail for some time but he’d never ventured beyond polite chit-chat, only the normal conversations shared by working colleagues. That night, though, Gail welcomed his company on her walk home and, as they strolled side-by-side, Adrian cast admiring glances over her body.
Gail was slightly chubby but she had slim legs, plump and luscious kissable lips — and enormous tits. Because of the chilly night, Gail wasn't wearing anything too revealing but that didn’t stop Adrian from wondering what she looked like naked. Especially her huge breasts. He imagined them pressed against his chest…
A few minutes later, in the depths of that dark park, Adrian had formulated a sketchy plan. He stopped walking and crossed his arms as if hugging himself.
Gail stopped and turned to look at him. ”What’s up?”
“Oh, it’s nothing really… I'm just feeling a bit cold, that’s all.”
“Oh, you poor, poor baby,” Gail said, grinning and spreading out her arms. “Come here, let me warm you up a bit.”
Gail embraced Adrian and he gleefully hugged her back, squeezing her gently. Gail was much shorter than Adrian and, looking down, he realised that he had an excellent view inside her top. He stared at her expansive breasts and his cock immediately twitched in the beginnings of an erection. Rather quickly, his cock expanded and he guessed that Gail could feel it throbbing, pressed against her stomach. It was so embarrassing.
Adrian tried to step out of the hug but Gail wasn’t having any of that — she pulled him closer, held him tight. He relented, thinking maybe she couldn’t feel his cock and it would soon resume its regular flaccid state. But, even through their clothes, he was aware of Gail’s tremendous breasts squashing against him and his cock seemed to get even bigger and hotter.
Think of something else. But what? Gail’s mighty tits just couldn’t be ignored.
“Adrian.” Gail got his attention with little more than a whisper as she snuggled into his shoulder.
“Ye…” Adrian’s attempted response was a croak. He coughed, clearing his throat, and tried again. “Yeah, what is it, Gail?”
She tilted her head and looked up into his eyes. ”It feels like this cock of yours needs some attention.” Gail smiled and opened her eyes wide. “Am I right?”
They looked at each other for a brief moment and then fell into a passionate kiss. A fast, hot, and deep kiss, driven by lust. Amid the groans and whimpers, as their lips meshed and tongues poked and danced within wet mouths, Adrian grabbed one of Gail's hands and guided it toward his cock. Gail didn’t need any further encouragement: she immediately set about rubbing him through his jeans.
Gail broke the kiss. "Undo your fly,” she murmured, breath warm against his cheek, “and let me get my hands on your cock."
Adrian glanced around. They seemed to be alone in the dark. Adrian unzipped his fly and Gail slipped a hand inside, instantly finding his bulge. “Hmmm,” she breathed, feeling his length, rubbing it through his cotton shorts.
“Ahh, that feels so good,” Adrian muttered and boldly groped at her chest.
Seconds later, Gail stopped rubbing his cock.