Being the only child of the family has its perks, your parents always listened to you and had more freedom compared to most others with siblings, I was one of those privileged. Growing up I had lots of friends and they always envied the privileges. It could be going to the movies or staying late at a friend’s house or walking home from school and I enjoyed the freedom I was given.
Both my parents were workaholics and most of the time they were not at home, the only time I would see and speak to them was at night however, they made sure that time was well spent. After completing my advanced level exams I enrolled at a private university to pursue my higher education and it was a life-changer for me. Well, I was only an average student and always enjoyed enrolling in different extracurricular activities. This led me to be a very sociable character. I think half of my batch knew me by my name.
I had lots of friends both girls and boys but I always got lots of attention from men, maybe because I had those lushes features that every man would expect in a woman. Well, who can blame them, I was gifted with a big set of natural girls. Some of my closest girlfriends have admitted that they would do anything to get big firm breasts like mine.
My friend Clair once told me “Girl if I was a boy I would have jerked many times thinking about your big tities.”
These comments always got stuck in my mind. I used to admire my body whenever I was in front of the mirror “She did make a valid point. I mean who wouldn’t want to fondle these girls.” I
I would spend hours trying on different bras and panties that made my curves even sexier. Sometimes at the back of my mind, I used to imagine I was a model walking on a ramp showing my ample body for all the admires seated alongside the ramp.
My tits started to grow as I hit puberty, I was scared because none of the girls my age had 34DD tits, this is when I was fifteen. As I became older they grew to be 38DD, I was so happy when I realized that was it but still shopping for 38DD bras is not that easy.
Whenever I was shopping or on the road, I would always get eyes from men of all ages; young, old, and even younger boys. It sometimes gave me butterflies in my stomach thinking of them looking at my bouncing breasts, It was my secret guilty pleasure. I prefer to wear sports bras most of the time as they are super comfortable and not too tight as they support my DDs very well as they are quite heavy. However, wearing a sports bra might not be a good idea when shopping for groceries especially near the frozen foods section. My nipples are quite sensitive to cold and they become like bullets and it will stay like that for at least half an hour till they deplete back.
I remember one time I was trying to reach one of those Häagen-Dazs caramels tubs at the bottom of the refrigerator and was meddling with other tubs that were on top of it for a good five minutes and were finally back to pushing my trolley.
The very next person who came face to face was an old gentleman around the age of fifty five with grey hair but was well suited. He Had the look of one of those retired CEO. His eyes widened and his lips departed slightly, the look on his face surprised me, and I was curious why did he look at me like that. I was wearing casual clothes as the supermarket was in our neighborhood. A light pink skinny with a bit of cleavage and a grey color sports bra with a pair of tight leggings. As I looked down I could see my nipples were rock hard and were protruding from my top. I was a bit embarrassed and was trying to adjust my top and push my nipples back, the more I tried the pokier they got so I stopped touching.
Since the aisle I was in was at the corner of the shop I decided to hang back a bit till my nipples go down since not many people came that way, if I bump into one of my neighbors that would be embarrassing. I was just looking around the shelves and about five minutes later from the corner of my eye I saw someone turning into the aisle. I was facing the shelf and whoever it was wouldn’t see my hardened nipples unless they looked straight at my breast, which was highly unlikely because it is hard to not notice my big DD breasts. As the person got closer I recognized his silhouette. It was the same old guy and I could see him looking at my breast but he wasn’t getting the view he wanted. After he went past me I turned the other way and started pushing my trolley. I could feel butterflies humming in my tummy and could feel the blood rushing into my head and throughout my body. My nipples were getting even harder. I have never felt like this before ever in my life. I couldn’t explain in words what was going on in my mind, this old man wanted to see my hard nipples, he attempted to do so by coming back to the same aisle.
Something came over my mind and wanted me to give in to this newfound temptation. “What if he sees my hard nipples properly this time, will he think about my ample breasts when he goes back home?” my heartbeat was rising and my mind was pushing me to do something to go one step further. I pulled down my skinny top a bit revealing a lot more cleavage and my nipples were becoming even harder rubbing against the sports bra. I knew that the old gentleman turned to the next aisle on my right and if I turned left I would meet him face to face, but in a corner of my mind, I thought maybe he gave up and went away. As I turned I saw him coming towards me, he was about twenty feet away from me and he was looking at shelves as he pushed the trolly. My heart started pounding hard and I could feel my big breasts were getting firmer every second. With each step, I was getting closer to this old man. He caught me by surprise and the look on his face almost made me wet. I ignored that I saw him and started slowly pushing the cart looking at the shelves. I could see him ogling at my breast. I pushed my hands back and pushed my tits forward as if I was offering my tits to this old stranger. Something accidentally caught my eye, it was the bulge in his pants.
“This old stranger is getting hard because of my tits” my whole body was filled with excitement and I enjoyed every second of it.
As I went past him my heart was about to burst so I went straight to the billing counter and then to my car. I took a moment to catch my breath and went straight home. My parents were at work, as usual, I ran into the shower and got under the hot shower. I couldn’t believe it when I touched my young pussy, it was drenched in precum. I started rubbing it while thinking about the old stranger watching my big tits and him jerking his old cock while thinking about it. I was pinching and pulling my nipples hard while rubbing my clit and came with one of the best orgasms I have ever had in my life.
A few weeks passed, I had completely forgotten about this incident. After our mid-semester exams we had some time off and it had been a while since we had done something fun together with my friends. Unfortunately, most of them had gone off for the weekend with their families and all who were left were me and my friend Anne. While browsing on the internet I saw that Wonder woman 1984 will be available in the theaters during the weekend and being a wonder woman admirer I spoke to Anne and booked two tickets for the weekend. Since both of us had some free time during the day we booked the two thirty shows in the afternoon.
I started getting ready around one as I had a thirty minute commute to the cinema. I wore my usual casual dressed-down attire; a translucent white sleeveless t-shirt, a soft black sports bra with thin straps, and a pair of shorts. You can easily see the deep cleavage and my tits getting pressed together from my t-shirt clearly as it had a lower cut, since the straps are thin with every step my tits would jiggle. I didn’t give it much thought since we will be sitting in the dark most of the time. Around one past forty five I got ready and drove to the cinema and planned to meet Anne at the entrance. My dad got me a car for my last year’s b’day which was the last thing a responsible parent would buy for their daughter. Since they were not around much, I would go all the way to my friend’s house which is about seventy five kilometers away and drive back.
I was at the cinema around two and texted Ann since we were supposed to meet sharo at two. I waited in the car till two past ten pm then went inside, collected my ticket from the lobby and went inside. It is usual that Anne runs late so I didn’t panic much. Around two past twenty pm my phone rang and it was Anne.
“Sorry Sarah! I’m having a bad tummy from the leftovers I ate in the morning. Where are you now? Shall we postpone?.”
I wanted to scream at her. “Are you telling me this only now?”
“I’m already here, you could have told me earlier then I wouldn’t have come either.”
“I was asleep and didn’t even realize the time, sorry about that.” I could hear the feebleness in her voice and felt sorry for her.
“It’s ok Ann, did you get any med? Shall I come to see you?”
“Yes, the meds are making me sleepy, I just want to go back to sleep.” I didn’t want to keep her awake so I said it’s ok to go back to sleep and I will call you in the night and hang up.
“Yeah!! It’s gonna be me” I said to myself.
One part of me wanted to go home and one part of me wanted to stay. If it was any other film then I would have already left but this was one of my all-time favorites and I waited months for the release, so I decided to stay.
There were not many people, I counted about twenty heads. I opened my phone and was typing a message to Ann for her to get well soon. From the corner of my eye, I saw someone entering into the row that I’m seated in and took the seat at the very corner of the row. I didn’t pay much attention because I was on the other end and to my left was a wall, there were about ten seats between me and that person. I was scrolling up and down on my Facebook looking at all the pictures my friends have posted from their weekend getaways. The person got up again and started walking towards me. It was an old man, hard to say his age, must be above sixty. He had a puggy face with wrinkles and it seemed he hadn’t taken a bath in a few days. His lips were filled with saliva and I could see the white form like salvia on either side of his mouth. He wore a dirty-looking shirt and a pair of long trousers the kind my grandpa would wear. He wore his pants above his waist as he was fat and had a big belly. Hair was a mess and it’s mostly grey hair and had a very oily forehead. I immediately felt disgusted the moment I saw him.
We made eye contact and he smiled at me with only a few discolored teeth in his mouth, I gave a quick smile and pretended to look away, he sat two seats next to me.
This theater could easily accommodate 150 people and there were only a handful of people and why did he decide to come and sit closer to me.For some reason, this dirty old man’s picture got stuck in my head. It was truly a disgusting image.
The lights dimmed and what happened next was unexpected, the old man slowly shifted to the seat next to me. The tickets were issued according to the seat number and the seat next to me should have been Ann’s. I wanted to ask him why are you seated here? This is not your seat but couldn’t blame the old geezer, he seemed innocent. Maybe I should have been more cautious of my dress code. This old man would have a nice view of my bulging juicy tits over my sports bra and the deep cleavage, and the cherry on top was the smooth thick milky thighs.
“What was he up to?” the foul odor coming from him was unbearable
It was dark for a few seconds and the lights slowly returned as the screen lit up. Even though I was looking at the screen I couldn’t help thinking about what just happened, I could see this old perve ogling at my big tits. It was not doing any harm but it was irritating for me. Even though I could bear those pervy eyes on my breast I couldn’t stand the smell coming from him.
The movie started and I couldn’t concentrate on the movie because whenever lights on the screen hit the old man’s face I could see his pervy eyes fixated on my breasts.
Fifteen mins into the movie I could see his face turned my way and staring at my tits, it was obvious that he was fixated on my tits as I slightly turned my head towards him he didn’t even notice. It was colder inside the theater than usual and my nipples were hard and visible like bullets trying to pierce through my top. The sports bra material is not enough to keep them hidden and my nipples are spawned to cold. I was a bit embarrassed and wanted to cover them with my hand immediately but didn’t want to make a big scene either, therefore I slowly adjusted my poster and the old man quickly looked straight. Maybe he got scared that I noticed.
Surprisingly there was no change in his movement for the next few minutes, not even a single look so I finally returned to watching the movie.
I was sunk in the movie when I felt something rubbing against my right hand and poking the right boob, this old pervert was trying to poke my right breast with his elbow.
I got furious. “Excuse me, can you please move your hand.” This old man probably never expected me to say this probably.
He was scared to death and his eyes were wide open. “Sorry, I might have accidentally put my arm on your armrest”.
He had a low pitch broken voice and when he spoke saliva would ooze from his mouth so he would swallow it every few seconds.
After purposely doing what he did he was trying to cover it up.
“This seat belongs to my friend actually, how come you are seated here.”
“Oh! So sorry I might have not seen the number correctly in the dark.”
He can see my poking nipples even in the dark but not the seat numbers even when the lights are on.
He slowly got up and moved to the next seat. There was none behind us so luckily nobody heard or saw the whole incident.
Waters calmed down and I returned to watching the movie. But the back of my head I could still remember his foul odor and his dirty-looking wrinkled face and the drooling saliva. It was a disgusting picture but I kept reimagining it.
More than watching the movie my mind started recreating what happened and I could feel my body getting warmer. From the corner of my eye, I looked at him and he was looking at the screen but his hand was on his trouser. He was rubbing his bulge, I couldn’t believe my eyes. On the screen, it was the scene of Robin Wright entering the party in the hot dress. Never in a million years would this old pervert rub his bulge so openly.
I felt a tingling sensation in my stomach, my mind started flashing images from my encounter at the supermarket with the old man. I was buried in a pool of emotions that circled my mind. My heart started beating faster and I could feel my nipples getting harder and harder.
“this dirty old stranger is making me horny” I couldn’t believe what was happening to me. I started imagining his dirty hands and his ugly wrinkled face. His dirty hands cupping my milky soft young tits, how good it feels when his rough old hands groping and squeezing my tits. He would use both his hands as my tits were quite too big for one hand. His dirty fingers pinching and pulling my nipples hard. Even if I wanted to, I couldn’t get out from all these thoughts, it felt so good. At the same time it scared me, how far would this go and what would happen if I let some dirty old stranger touch me. “What if he wanted more? What if I wanted more?”
My urge to feel his dirty old hands on my breasts was a big turn-on for me which I couldn’t hold any longer. All I needed to do was to give him a small push and this old pervert would take care of the reset. I needed to get his attention but he was fixated on the screen so I slowly turned towards him with my upper body facing him and looked at him hoping for eye contact. After a few seconds when the screen light up bright he saw me and looked dead straight at me with a surprised face. With our eyes locked I bit my lips and cupped my left breast and lifted it. His jaw almost dropped when I did it, almost giving him a heart attack. I saw him licking his lips and it was shining bright with all the saliva. I stopped what I was doing and turned towards the screen. With a flash, the old man moved next to me and he was mumbling.
“Mmm big juicy tits.. ohh they look so ripe for the picking”
“May I touch those big tits … please?”
How can I refuse when he said please. I nodded with an ignorant expression.
He reached out with his dirty hand and cupped my right breast. He was rubbing my hard nipples with his palm and the vibration it created was making them even harder. My breath became deeper and faster, the whole body was reacting to his touch. He was lifting and caressing my tits while I pretended to look at the screen. He brought both hands and started to cup my tit with both hands. After a while, he moved to the left nipple as well. He was drawing circles around my left nipple, it felt so good. From time to time he would rub both nipples at the same time with his wrinkled forearm which gave me shivers down my spine. When I looked at his face I could see how turned on he was, his mouth was drooling with saliva and I could smell the dirty smell coming from him and to my surprise, there was a moderate bulge in his trouser. Never expected to see an erection at his age.
He was making slight moans.
“Mmm beautiful perky nipples and they are so hard.”
“They are so big and soft. You are my dirty slut”
These works were turning me on big time. He was doing this for almost fifteen minutes and the screen went off and the lights were switched on. I hurried and adjusted myself and so did he. It was the intermission.
He turned to me and said “Your tits are the best I have ever seen and touched. I never expected you to be such a naughty girl, letting this old man feel your big tits.”
“Glad you liked them.”
He stood up and went out.
I was still recovering from what happened, could feel the wetness in my panty, my hunger was not over though I was hoping for more. The intermission felt longer than usual but when the lights were dimmed the old man had not returned yet. I was a bit worried, “Maybe he had enough and went home” commercials started to appear and there was no sign of him. I was just about to give up when I saw him entering the seat row.
I could feel my body getting ready for round two but I didn’t show it. He needed no invitation to pick up where he left off, as soon as the lights went off he reached out to me and started squeezing my breasts. Even though he could have simply put his hand into my cleavage he was calm enough to keep caressing my tits only from the outside. He kept rubbing them for a good 20 mins and I was enjoying the joy ride. But I wanted to take it even further, though I was scared to advance. I was enjoying all the attention this old pervert was giving me.
I held his hand and moved it back to him and his face went dark.
“Do you want to see more?” I asked him with a lustful voice.
He was lost for words and started stammering. I put my hand into my bra and pulled my right breast out of the bra. Now my right tit was out of my bra but was still covered with my translucent sleeveless t- shirt. You could see my perfectly round breast through the translucent material. Then I popped out my tit from the right side of my sleeve. The look on his face was heaven.
“Good god!! They are real and even bigger” his face lit up like a bulb.
“Can I touch them?” he asked.
“Go ahead it’s all yours” not sure how all those words were processed in my head but it just happened.
I was teasing this dirty old man and using him to satisfy my dirty desires.
He reached out to my breast and grabbed it with his dirty hands. I almost came when I felt his hand on my tits. His hand started to squeeze my tits more aggressively than earlier. It felt so nice when his rough patches were scraping my soft skin, just as I imagined it to be.
“Ohh fuck these big melons. I have never seen or touched such beautiful breast like this”
“I have not touched a woman in decades and you are such a pretty innocent girl with the best big breasts in the world. But I think there is more to it, deep down you must be such a horny slut for old men. ”
He was praising my boobs and calling me a slut which was making me so horny and wet. He was squeezing my tits hard, pulling my nipple with his fingers, and rubbing my nipple with his palm. He knew exactly what he was doing so I laid my head back and started to moan softly. He started to treat my breasts even harder. The pain was sensational when he was pinching my nipples, he increased the pressure as I started to moan, even more, I could feel myself leaking down there.
He took his hand and pulled out his dick. I couldn’t see much but it was maybe 5 inches. It was oozing with precum as it was shining when the light hit the tip.
“I know you want to touch it, go ahead and grab that old cock”
I obeyed like an innocent girl and grabbed his cock and started to jerk him. His precum was all over my hand and was making it much easier to go up and down on his shaft.
“Do you like it”
“Do you like what I’m doing?” he smiled at me and started pulling my nipples again while his head laid back.
I have become a slut for this dirty smelly old pervert and I was enjoying every bit of it.
I was also laying my head back when all of a sudden I felt some wetness on my nipple. He gulped my nipple entirely into his mouth and was suckling like a baby. He was playing with my nipple with his tongue while he sucked my breast. I have had two boyfriends in the past but they were not even close to what this old perve was doing to my body. He continued to suck my tits hard and bite my nipples. I was moaning hard and could feel my pussy leaking like an open tap. It felt as if I was born again with all these newfound lustful emotions racing inside my mind. I felt almost paralyzed with pleasure when my hard nipples got sucked deeper into his throat, it was as if he was trying to swallow my entire breast. I could see his saliva dripping all over my breast. It was a mesmerizing sight and I was enjoying every second of it. There was so much saliva I could feel my bra getting wet and the smell coming from his saliva was so bad but I was in a trance which made me like this foul odor and wanting more. He was doing his best trying to swallow my breast with his mouth wide open but not even one-third of my tit was covered with his salivating dirty mouth.
“Keep sucking that big juicy tit you old dirty pervert” I kept encouraging him even more. As he started to bite my nipple I started to jerk him faster. It was making sloppy sounds with all the precum from his dick.
“Ohhh.. I’m gonna cum..” he put his head back. I increased the speed and in seconds could feel warm cum dripping alongside my fingers.
His eyes were closed for a few seconds then he looked at me with a big smile.
“You are one hell of a girl. I have never in my life felt this good nor have I felt or seen such beautiful big breasts especially on a young girl.”
“Hope you liked when this old man sucked your breast. It will be our secret. thank you for helping this old man to free his balls.”
“I have to tell you those tits are the best!” He kissed my breasts, closed his fly and left.
“Hey what the fuck” wanted to ask him but he already disappeared into the darkness.
My hand was dripping with his old cum and my breast was dripping with his saliva. I was hoping he would help. And to be honest, I wasn’t done, I wanted more.
“It’s his loss.” I told myself.
I could not see the color of his cum but it was warm with a foul odor which I kinda began to like. I licked my hand clean within a few seconds.
I couldn’t believe what I was turning into, a dirty old cum hungry slut. I wiped my hand clean and put my breast in, all the saliva had already dried up due to the cold. Even though I wanted to put a full stop to the train of incidents that happened, the itch that I had was not satisfied. I wanted more from this dirty perv.
I came out of the cinema hall to the lobby area. A couple of minutes have passed so if I had any chance of finding him I had to hurry. He was nowhere to be found in the lobby. I rushed to the car park and was looking for him on every corner, it was already too late. With such disappointment, I got into the car and started to head back home.
It was all over. Maybe it meant to be this on-time thing. However, it provoked a different side of me, maybe deep down this is what I truly desire. I couldn’t believe my eyes, my luck was in town, the old man was on the motorcycle right in front of me. I couldn’t see his face but the cloth was an ideal match. I started following him, 20 mins down the main road he turned to a smaller road and continued about 4 km down that road until he came to a stop near an old small house. It looked like one of those haunted houses from a horror movie. Dirty walls, scraped paint, and knee-high grass around the garden. He parked the motorcycle in front of the house and went in. The whole area looks a bit secluded, the house in front was abandoned as veins had covered the house completely and the house just before his was old and didn’t see anyone there either and the next plot was filled with trees.
I went past his house and stopped. My body was shivering, not because I was scared but I was so turned on. I wanted to surprise him at the door, but I was also slightly held back with the thought
“How far will it go, what if he threatened to expose me?”
“What if he hurt me and tied me up”.
My senses were slowly returning to me. “What the hell am I doing here?”
I took a turn and drove back. Finally, I arrived at home and I can’t remember how I drove because my mind was a mess with all the thoughts battling in my head. What did this dirty old man do to me and how much I enjoyed his dirty tongue on my nipples and how warm his cum felt. To complement it all the foul smell came from him.
There was a growing desire in my mind for dirty old men who looked disgusting. Maybe I would get another opportunity to treat my desires. Maybe my dreams would come true much sooner.
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