Judy
by Chaucer
I
am ordinarily partial to women with small titties: ballet dancers, models, swimmers. Sleek and long legged, but then I met Judy. Now Judy was not what you would call beautiful but she was cute with long strawberry blond hair and golden eyes but she was rather short and she had big tits. She was only about five feet five but she had a thirty-eight Double D bust which made her look rather plump all over.
Judy lived in the apartment next door and I had talked and joked with her since the day she moved in, but I never expected anything more to come of it. I wasn't planning to try to get into her pants or any such thing because, like I said, she just wasn't my usual type.
One fine summer Sunday afternoon half the apartment complex was sitting around the pool and I was doing my best to etch mental pictures of all those yummy, bikini clad, mostly smaller breasted, chicks into my brain. My studies were having effects other than mental too. So much so that I moved the newspaper I had been pretending to read into my lap to cover a certain rising.
Judy said "Hi" and sat down on the chaise lounge beside mine. "You should wear a jock when you're out here lusting after these skinny little muffs."
"Naw, it hurts. Besides, then I wouldn't get comments from..." I just glanced at her and the words stopped dead. She was wearing a dark blue bikini that was nothing but four small patches to barely cover the essentials. The top was just a couple of strings holding two little triangles of cloth over her nipples. In fact they didn't quite cover because the darker pink areole of her right breast was peeking out from around it. She noticed where my eyes were pointed, looked down then smiled wide at me. She brought her hand up, took hold of the triangle and, rather than arrange it to cover she snatched it off to expose an areole three inches in diameter and a nipple like a finger tip poking out from the center. In a second the areole crinkled and darkened and the nipple stiffened and stuck out a half inch.
Judy laughed and covered her nipple again as my mouth fell open. "Didn't think you were interested in things like that," she said.
I managed to recover in a moment and said, "What makes you think that?"
"You always look at the ones with small tits. I thought maybe it was a homosexual tendency. You know, screw only women that were flat- chested." She laughed.
"You're a cruel woman, Judy," I said.
"Not cruel, just observant."
"OK, alright, I see where you are coming from." I pretended to be offended and turned back to look at the long legged honeys across the pool, but some how I just couldn't get that naked nipple out of my mind.
"I can do something that none of them can," she said.
I looked back at her. "Oh yeah, what's that?"
She smiled. "Maybe you should come over later and find out," she said.
"Is that an invitation?"
She shrugged. "If you want it to be."
"Maybe you want I should come over and rub aloe gel all over you. Looks like you might have a little sun burn working there."
"Good idea. I can't reach my back. Maybe a nice cool shower and an Aloe rub down are just what I need." She stood up and it was clear that "plump" was a good word. The muscle showed through a thin smooth layer of aver de pois covered by smooth, slightly sun pink skin.
Mental pictures of soapy showers and fluffy towels cycled through my brain and did not help my other condition a bit. "You really are a cruel woman, Judy."
She smiled and said, "Ain't it the truth," then turned and swayed her hips a little extra as she walked away.
I watched her walk up the stairs and wondered if she had been serious and if I should follow her, but that lusciously round rear-end covered by that small little triangle of blue bikini made up my mind for me. I carefully made sure the newspaper covered my problem and headed up the stairs myself taking them two at a time. I caught her just as she was unlocking her door.
She turned and looked up into my eyes then looked down at my problem and laughed. She reached down, grasped my straining manhood like it was a handle and stepped through her door with me in tow.
After the door closed she said, " Go make us a drink and I'll turn the shower on. There's vodka and tonic and lime slices in the fridge." Then reached behind her back and untied the string that held her bikini top in place.
"I thought you said you couldn't reach your back," I said.
Judy just smiled and turned to show me those astounding nipples, now free of bikini patches and highlighted by the white skin triangles around them. There was remarkably little droop or sag in them which surprised me. I started toward her, but she said "Oh no! Drinks first."
"Right. Cruel woman. Drinks first."
She smiled again then bent forward a little to slide the bikini bottom off. She kicked it away and let me have a good look. Her pubic triangle was a slightly darker color than the hair of her head, and was a semi-opaque curtain to the palace of womanhood between her legs. It was trimmed to about three fingers wide at the top going to a point which allowed a peek at the division of her plump outer femininity.
"Drinks!" she said as she noticed my tendency to drool with lust. She turned and swayed her hips naughtily as she went toward the bath.
It took a moment to get control of my self but I found glasses and ice and mixed tall vodka and tonics with lime which I carried toward the bathroom. I reached the closed door just as I heard the shower come on.
"Drinks are ready, Cruel woman."
"Bring them in."
I did as I was told and stepped in to see that she was already in the shower. "You can come in here in a minute," she said.
I watched the fuzzy figure of her through the glass door as she washed her long hair and soaped and rinsed her body and my erection screamed for relief, especially when she bowed her knees out to wash between her legs. When she was finished she just stood under the cascading water and let it run over her for a moment then pushed open the glass door and stretched out her hand. "Drink, please" she said, and I put a glass into her hand which disappeared back into the shower. I watched as she took a long swallow and suddenly remembered that I had a drink too and took a long cooling swallow of my own.
In a moment her hand came back out of the shower with the glass in it. "Put them on the vanity and come on in," she said.
I did not have to be told twice. I put the glasses out of harms way and stripped off my swimming trunks in the blink of an eye, slid open the shower door and stepped in.
Judy was shiny wet all over and her long thick hair hung straight down her back. She had that wicked smile on her face again and it caused my cock to throb. I reached out to tweak her nipples which she allowed but only for a moment before she said, "Those are for later. Now I want you down on your knees." She put her arms on top of my shoulders and pushed down.
I did not need any more of a hint. I was down on my knees with my face buried between her legs in a second, kissing and licking and nipping. I put my arms around her waist and let my fingers slide up and down between her buttocks for a moment before I drove the tip of my tongue into the furrow of her garden and found her swollen clit. It was larger than any I had ever felt before, which should not have surprised me after seeing the size of her nipples, but it did. I ran the tip of my tongue around it then nuzzled my lips in to suck it and when I did she bowed her knees out like she had when she washed herself, then she moaned and began humping my mouth. I have always taken that as a sign it was time to go to the next level so I stood in preparation to leave the tub but she stopped me.
"I want more of your tongue in a little while, but it is my turn now," she said.
I was aching and I'm sure that if I had not been in the shower pre-cum would have been leaking out of me like a drippy faucet but there was no stopping Judy. From somewhere she drew a bar of soap and quickly lathered my pubic hair, being careful not to stroke my straining cock. Then she went down on her knees in the classic fellatio pose but she did not take me in her mouth. Instead she stretched herself up a bit and took my swollen soapy manhood between those thirty-eight double D titties, squeezed them together with her hands and began to stroke gently up and down by bending and straightening herself from knees and waist.
I watched as the empurpled head of my erection slid between her tits and almost touched her chin with each stroke. The feeling was like a combination of a blow-job and full on penetration sex, but to see it, and to see that wickedly delicious smile on Judy's cute face was something I had never even considered before.
I wish I could say it took minutes to reach the point of no return but it didn't. A few strokes and the clenching spurting lightning was upon me. Judy kept stroking and opened her mouth as though trying to catch some of the pearly drops but there was a satisfied laugh rising from her throat too. By the time I was spent my legs were so shaky I found that I had to sit down which left short, cute, delicious Judy standing over me with hands on hips and legs akimbo like a triumphant goddess.
"I told you there was something I could do that those flat-chested muffs couldn't, didn't I?" she said laughed.
THE END
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