I had lived in a set of security apartments for about five years. One day, upon coming home from work, I found that someone had left their door key stuck in the main door. I had done that before, myself, when I was in a hurry and was carrying something like a bag of groceries.
I snagged the keys and walked over to the manager's apartment, and knocked. There was no answer. Well, shit, I thought. I could just toss them in the notice slot -- one of those little slots where you can toss an envelope, like your month's rent. Then, I thought, what if the manager was away for a few days, and the people needed the keys? Well, fuck it, I thought. I looked at the key number, and decided I would just go knock on the door and return the key in person.
The apartment was just a few doors down from mine, and I realized that these were new tenants, as the place had been vacant just last week or so.
I knocked, and there was no answer. I rang the bell and waited, and still no answer. I sighed, and turned around and walked away. I would go to my place and write a note, telling them I had their keys, and then tape it to their door.
"Hey!" I heard a voice as the door opened. "Can I help you?"
I reached into my pocket and held up the keys. I suddenly realized that the woman standing in the doorway was wearing a bath robe. And, from the bulge in the bath robe, this woman had enormous tits. Giant tits. I mean, not just big boobs, I mean, like, 46DD's or bigger.
"What's that?" she asked as I walked up.
"Your house keys," I said. "Is this apartment 312?"
She nodded.
I held out the keys to her. "They were stuck in the doorway down stairs."
She reached forward, and robe fell open. For a few seconds there, I could see some giant cleavage, and looking downward, all the way to a thick, bushy forest of curly black pubic hair. She was naked under the robe, and my cock jerked up all of a sudden. I could see the edge of one of her nipples, a close up view of a giant, reddish-brown, semi erect nipple! My cock virtually jerked at the sight.
There was a smell about her, something like fresh soap, or perfume, or something.
"Oh my!" she shouted, pulling the robe back together -- to my dismay. I had really liked what I had seen. She was absolutely gorgeous, and it was obvious that my cock thought so, too, for I could feel it jerking and thrashing around in my pants.
"Sorry," she laughed. "Guess you got a good view of parts unknown," she added with a laugh. She had dark hair that framed a slightly pudgy face. Not overweight, actually, but a 'full' figure, I guess you could call it. Blue eyes and black hair, red lipstick. "I just got out of the shower."
"Well, sorry to catch you at a bad time," I said. And, reluctantly, I stepped away, needing to hide my hard on.
"Well, thanks," she said, reaching out to shake my hand, with the hand that was holding the robe. Her robe fell open again.
"Well shit," she said, "come in and have coffee or a beer or something, before the neighbors think I'm a pervert." She pulled me inside and closed the door.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to go flashing you like that. Have a seat, I just brewed some coffee before my shower. My name is Donna."
"Well, uh, OK. And thanks for the coffee, and the flash. And, uh, my name is Jack."
She looked at me, her eyes narrowing. "Hey, Jack, you wouldn't know what to do with something this hot, now, mind your manners."
"I bet."
She grinned and walked away, returning with, instead of coffee, two beers.
Still wearing the robe, she had tied it...loosely, and I could see large expanses of white, creamy thighs as she sat across from me. She noticed my glances.
"You really do like what you see, don't you?" she suddenly asked. She leaned forward a little, the cleavage driving me nuts. The bulge in my pants was fucking obvious as hell, I knew.
She looked at my crotch, at the outline of my cock straining against my pants. "Well, I guess you do!" she said with a big grin. "Let's see what Little Jack looks like."
I couldn't believe that she was so forward about it, but what the fuck, I wasn't about to argue with her. I stood up and started to unbuckle my pants.
"Oh no, let me," she said, leaning closer.
She reached up and squeezed my hard cock through my pants, and nodded to herself approvingly. Her hands shook, and my dick throbbed as I looked down at her nearly open robe, her giants melons nearly completely visible. Unbuckling my pants, then pulling them down to my ankles, only took her about ten seconds, and her face was inches away from the bulge of my cock, straining at the cotton of my jockey shorts.
"He wants loose!" she said breathlessly. But, instead, she leaned forward and moved her tongue up and down the length of the bulge.
She tugged at the jockey shorts then, and suddenly, my cock flopped straight up in the air as she pulled them down to my knees.
"What a pair of balls, oh my God!"
I guess she could say that, inasmuch as her face was only about two inches from my balls. I could feel her hot breath as she talked, and that turned me on even more.
I now had both my pants and my shorts at my ankles, standing there, my cock in her face, and I had wanted to see her naked. I wanted to play with her tits, and come all over them. I would get my chance, I told myself.
She grabbed my hard dick at the base with one hand, and cupped my balls in the palm of her other hand.
"Good Lord," she whispered, "you're a hard, hard man." She bent my dick toward her mouth, but didn't suck it in. She ran her tongue all around the head of it, sending all kinds of sensations to me. My cock was hurting; I needed to cum. She opened her mouth wide, then, and sucked on the head of it, hard, moving her tongue around and around as she sucked.
She moved her mouth down on my cock, till it was at the back of her throat, her chin pressing against my balls. I couldn't help myself. I was going to cum.
"I'm going to cum," I said.
She moved her head up and down, back and forth, her tongue working overtime inside her mouth. I shot my load, and she made swallowing motions and slurping noises as I shot my load into her mouth. I came and came; I couldn't believe how much I had come.
Then, after swallowing it all, she moved her mouth away from my cock.
She didn't say anything; she simply stood up, parted her robe, and let it fall to the floor. She moved away a little, and lay down on the soft carpet, and spread her legs wide, revealing a bright red pair of wet pussy lips beneath the forest of dark black, curly hair. And, those tits. Giant melons, they gravity pulled them to the sides of her chest, but not very far. Firm, they were. And, the nipples! Holy shit, they were the size of saucers, about six inches across, erect, sticking out like small dicks, red headed and waiting to be sucked on.
I lay between her spread legs, and flicked out my tongue, tasting her tangy juices. She writhed and moaned immediately, and I moved my tongue to her clit. She writhed more and moaned louder, and then, I stuck my tongue deep inside her. She grabbed the back of my head, holding me against her. I was running out of breath as she came, pressing my face against her hot, wet pussy. I pulled away slowly, my face plastered with sticky pussy juices. She lay there and smiled.
She patted the carpet beside her, indicating that I should lay there. I lay beside her, and she turned to me.
I lay beside her, and buried my face in her tits. I licked and sucked one nipple, then the other, my cock once again hard and throbbing, aching even.
I raised myself up and moved over her, making a funnel of her tits, sticking my cock between the massive mounds of flesh. Just looking at them, holding them together like that, made me cum. I moved in and out a few times as I shot my load between her tits. She writhed and moaned, pinching her nipples between her thumbs and forefingers.
Finished, I lay beside her again.
It was going to be nice to be a good neighbor. And, I was right.
-- Jack M., Los Angeles, CA
