Matt
I watched Julia from the deck as she played volleyball in our back yard with her friends from school. It was a beautiful spring day, in fact so warm, that most of the young women wore bikinis, and the two boys who had come to Julia's party were wearing just their swimming trunks. It was Julia's 18th birthday, and I couldn't help but feel proud as I saw her laughing and joking with friends, jumping for the volleyball, her enormous breasts threatening to burst from the confines of an overworked sports bra. The huge, firm, rounded globes of her ass similarly stretched the seams of the skin-tight shorts she wore, and I was reminded once again of how Julia had finally embraced her sexuality in the past few months, instead of trying to hide behind baggy clothes, and conservative swim wear.
For years, Julia had tried to disguise the size of her breasts, and had quit the cheerleading squad as well as the basketball team years ago because of the distraction and spectacle her chest became when she tried to run or jump. I thought of Julia's mother Katherine, whom I had fathered Julia with not long after I finished college, remembering the size of her breasts and how I had thought I'd never see a woman equally as endowed, but Julia surpassed even Katherine.
My eyes moved over each of Julia's friends as they played volleyball, laughing and giggling, enjoying one of the last moments they would have as a set of friends together before college. Kelly, a young black girl with a taut bubble ass, and breasts that would be considered huge if not for Julia's mind-boggling assets, was wearing a thong and had spent most of the day bending over in front of me, enticing me to take her in the ass as I had a week ago when she came over to study for finals with Julia. She had as beautiful a smile as I had ever seen, outside of Julia, and she caught me staring and winked as my eyes poured over her bobbling breasts, and flat stomach. She had once whispered to me that she had a secret crush on Julia, and asked if there was any Latin blood in the family. When I asked her what she meant, she referred to Julia's ass as "a booty J-Lo would be jealous of."
The thought of Kelly and Julia making love danced in my head, and my cock strained inside my shorts. At least 8 of the other girls at the party had been in my bed at various times, all with Julia's approval. She said, "at least her friends weren't with careless boys that would ruin their lives".
Julia and I talked about everything from her schoolwork, to her sex life, which she maintained was nil. Although students and teachers hit her on, men and women alike, she hadn't yet slept with a boy. She had gotten close, but as soon as the lucky young man got her blouse open, and her tits were exposed to his view, he exploded inside his shorts, and ended the date prematurely, wanting to escape his own embarrassment.
I understood the boy's dilemma, as it had happened to me with Katherine, Julia's mother. Katherine had straddled me, not bothering to take her skirt off, pulled her panties down, and slid my cock into her wet sex, groaning as she opened her blouse and pulled off her bra. As soon as her beautiful breasts bounced free, I felt my balls tighten, my abdomen seize, and a huge load of cum began spurting up into Katherine.
"No!" Katherine had cried, trying to scramble off me. "Not in me, you can't," she screamed, even as I held her buttocks down, thrusting up into her. After I finished, Katherine, who had exploded in orgasm despite her protests when she felt my cum splashing around inside of her, fell on top of me. I held her close, kissing her hair, stroking her soft, lush skin. We made love for most of that night, and several weeks later, she told me she was pregnant.
I had gotten my own mother pregnant. She was my adopted mother, not flesh and blood, but that didn't seem to make a difference in my eyes. Julia believed her mother was a girl I had met in college, and that had died giving birth to her. In fact, Katherine had passed away shortly after giving birth to Julia, but everything else was a lie. That was the part I feared the most. In time, I knew that Julia would understand what had happened between my mother and I, but the deceit would be something that she might never forgive me for. We were as close as a man and a woman could be outside of marriage, we told each other all our secrets, and something like this, I believed, would shatter her image of me.
Despite that lingering dread, my cock hardened even more watching all the young women in front of me, running, bouncing, and jiggling. I selected Shay, a petite young blonde that I had met for the first time that day, and decided I would focus my attention on her. Her hair was short, stylishly tousled, though now it was soaked through with sweat. Her t-shirt clung to her braless breasts, and her skin-tight shorts looked as though they had become too small for her several years ago.
Eventually, the volleyball game ended, and most of the kids jumped into the pool to cool off. Julia smiled as she approached me on the deck, and sat down hard in my lap. I wondered if she could feel my hard on pressing through my shorts as her incredible ass press against it.
I looked deep into her eyes as she knowingly smiled.
"Who's got you all worked up now?" She asked. "Or is it all of them."
"Yes, it's all of you," I replied. "But I was really pleased to meet Miss Shay, does she have a boyfriend?"
"Are you kidding?" Julia said, looking down into the pool at Shay who had changed into a bikini before getting into the pool.
"What do you mean by that?"
"She's really shy. She wasn't wearing a bra during the game because it was cutting in to her, and we had to work on her for ten minutes to just take it off. This is the least conservative I've ever seen her dress. But no, she doesn't have a boyfriend. Doesn't matter though, you'll never get her."
Julia turned her head and I began stroking her thighs, peering down the front of her bra as her huge mounds swelled up over the elastic. My breath sifted across the nape of her neck, and she leaned back against me. My cock settled between the cheeks of her ass, and she moaned softly as my hands moved up her thighs, stopping just short of her sex.
"Damn, are you going to fuck your sister?" A voice behind me chuckled softly, and I jerked my hands from Julia's body.
"Excuse me?" Julia gasped. "Becky, you're such a ho." They both laughed, and I smiled as Julia stood.
Becky was different from most of Julia's friends, in that she didn't possess the flat stomach, or toned ass that nearly ever other girl I had met from Julia's school did. She wasn't a cheerleader, didn't play any sports, and would probably not have been as popular as she was had she not been friends with Julia.
Her beautiful brown eyes, dimpled cheeks, and long, silky, gorgeous brown hair would have made a lot of women jealous, but she was overweight, and thus, most of her body was hidden with baggy shorts, and a large t-shirt. She was beautiful, but mostly ignored because of her size. Julia loved her like a sister though, and had for years.
"Well, if you're not busy, Matt, can you help me for a second? It's about Julia's present." Julia had jumped in the pool, and I stood, following Becky into the house.
My cock was still throbbing as I followed Becky upstairs to Julia's room, where I assumed Becky had hidden the present.
As soon as I entered, Becky walked over to the far wall near the window that looked down on the back yard. She had her shirt off before I could say a word, and soon after, her shorts dropped at her feet. She leaned back against the wall, looking at me intensely, studying my reaction to her body.
"I know I'm not as sexy as the other girls you've had, but I've known you the longest, and you've never even approached me. Is it because I'm fat?"
"Beck, please you're not fat but you should put your clothes back on."
Some of her hair had fallen into her face, and she peered at me through some of the shiny strands. She had her back arched slightly as she leaned against the wall, emphasizing her huge breasts, which sagged only slightly from their own weight. Her stomach was round and soft, and a small roll of flesh emerged when she bent over to pull her shorts from around her ankles. Becky's thighs were meaty, but firm, and a small patch of brown hair, sparse and inviting, covered her sex. The hair was glistening with her arousal. She turned around to show me her ass. Though not nearly as toned and firm as most of her friends, the globes of Becky's ass were thick and full, and she had two small dimples atop each cheek where her lower back sloped down into her waist.
She bent over, and pulled the cheeks apart, and I gasped, her shy pink asshole exposed to me for the first time, as well as the ripe mound of her sex.
I continued to protest even as I moved closer, unzipping my shorts, letting them fall to the floor. My engorged cock sprang forward in front of me, so hard and erect, that it nearly slapped my abdomen as escaped the confines of my clothes. I slid my hands down Becky's smooth back to cup the flesh of her wide hips. She moved upright again, placing her palms against the wall. My cock slid up into the crack of her ass, grazing her puckered hole before it lay flat against her, trapped by her fleshy cheeks.
"You can take that hole too, I promise," Becky whispered back over her shoulder. "But I want you in my pussy first. I'm a virgin, Matty, though really, I took that myself with a vibrator."
I had known Becky since she was 5, and her family moved in down the street. She had always been heavier than most girls her age, and that had made her shy. But as my hands moved across her body, and I drove my cock up and down between her thick ass cheeks, I couldn't think of a more beautiful girl in the world at that moment. I felt I was just meeting her for the first time.
