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All About Dale

(Author’s note: this is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any person(s) living or dead is purely coincidental. All characters depicted in sexual situations in this story are at least 18 years of age. This work is copyrighted and may not be distributed in any way by any person(s) without the express written consent of the author. This story is a prelude to both “Mom Gets A Facial” and “Mom Gets Laid,” so if you haven’t read those two stories in that order I strongly recommend that you do so, else this one won’t have the intended impact.)

It was a lazy Saturday afternoon, and Jerry Knowles was laying out at the pool in his back yard, tanning under the hot Arizona sun. He was home from college for the summer, having just finished his freshman year at a college on the East Coast, and had been home for a little more than a week. His mom, Celeste, and his father, Jerry Sr., were out for the day attending some kind of charity event to do with his dad’s job; Jerry had been to those things before and found them to be boring as hell, so when his dad asked him if he wanted to go with him and his mom he politely declined. His father said he understood, and Jerry was sure that he did – especially when his dad said, “Yeah, those things are boring as hell, aren’t they?” and then chuckled as he walked away.

So that left Jerry on his own for the day, and he was just fine with that. His mom let him use her car while she and his dad were gone, and Jerry was extremely happy about that. His mom drove a red Dodge Challenger R/T with white racing stripes, and he absolutely loved that car. His parents had promised him that if he graduated college with at least a 3.0 GPA they’d give him one as a graduation present, and so far he was on track to get the car – his GPA after his first year was a solid 3.3, something of which he was justifiably proud.

He was lying on his back, his body covered with suntan oil and his eyes shielded from the sun by a pair of RayBan sunglasses, dozing under the Arizona sun when he heard a voice calling his name – a decidedly feminine voice, and a voice he recognized.

The voice belonged to Dale Aberdeen, their 50-year-old widowed next door neighbor.

“Yoo-hoo, Jerry!” Dale called from the gate of the wooden plank fence surrounding the pool and the back yard. Jerry sat up in the chaise lounge and turned around to look, and saw Dale standing in the gate, holding it open with one hand as she waved to him with the other, a big smile on her face.

“Oh, hi, Mrs. Aberdeen,” he said, returning her smile. He liked Mrs. Aberdeen, even though his parents thought she was a bit ‘odd.’ Jerry just thought that she was unusually bright and cheerful, despite the fact that her husband had been killed in an accident at work two years prior.

Dale Aberdeen was born in Europe somewhere around the Czech Republic or the Ukraine, Jerry wasn’t sure, and her looks showed it. She was built in the classic Slavic style, with very dark brown hair that she wore just down to her shoulders, a stout body, angled facial features with a sharp nose, dark eyebrows, dark brown eyes, and wide hips. She was only about 5’5″ tall, and her short torso combined with her wide hips made her look a little stouter and a little more disproportionate than she really was.

Until you got to her chest, that is. At that point, the word ‘disproportionate’ failed miserably to describe that part of her anatomy.

Mrs. Aberdeen had without a single doubt the biggest pair of tits Jerry had ever seen, either in person or in an adult magazine. They were absolutely huge, easily as big as his head (if not bigger), and even when contained in the industrial-sized bra that she was forced to wear because of their great size, those huge mammaries still jiggled when she walked. She was the envy of most of the women in the neighborhood, and was most certainly the subject of the wet dreams and erotic fantasies of every red-blooded male in the neighborhood as well. She had certainly been the subject of Jerry’s fantasies on occasion, especially when he was lucky enough to see her in a white bikini about a week ago.

Her stomach was flat despite her age, her legs firm and shapely, although her butt was just a little too flat for his liking. But those mammoth tits were on full display, the bikini top showing them off to their best advantage. The top showed about a mile of cleavage, and Jerry could see her nipples poking out against the fabric of the top. The bikini top didn’t have anywhere near the support as her bras did, so her mammoth tits hung down low on her chest as you would expect tits of that size to do. But they were so full and round that you really didn’t notice it. And to make matters worse, when she walked those huge tits bounced and rolled around on her chest like two puppies in a sack trying to get out. Jerry could feel his cock start to get hard at the sight, and he couldn’t help but wonder how those massive çorlu escort globes would feel in his hands.

“Jerry, dear, I hope I’m not disturbing you…I’m not disturbing you, am I?” she said, snapping him back to reality as she stepped inside the gate and then stopped, letting it close behind her. “I’m so sorry if I am!”

“It’s okay, Mrs. Aberdeen, you’re not disturbing me at all,” he said, getting up from the chaise lounge and slipping on his old leather deck shoes, then walking over to her as he struggled to get the image of her in that white bikini out of his mind. One of the things he always liked about her was that she was a sharp dresser, always dressing to show off her best assets – those huge knockers – and today was no different. She was standing there wearing a skintight pink short sleeved shirt that was very low-cut and showed a more than generous amount of cleavage, an equally tight black skirt that stopped at mid-thigh, and a pair of black heels. As he walked towards her he couldn’t help but notice her eyes travelling up and down his body, slick and shiny with the suntan oil, and were her nipples getting hard inside her bra?

“So what can I do for you?” he asked, standing in front of her.

“I hate to bother you, dear boy, I really do,” she said, making no attempt to hide the fact that she was checking him out, “but I’ve discovered that since my husband’s untimely passing there are moments when I need a man’s help around the house. And much to my dismay, I appear to be experiencing one of those times right now,” she explained, smiling at him like the cat about to eat the canary. “I hate to disturb you, I really do, but I need a man’s help with something – I need your help, my dear, if it’s not too much trouble, that is.”

“It’s no trouble at all, Mrs. Aberdeen, really,” he said, meaning it. “What do you need help with?”

“There’s a trunk in the attic that I need to get to, and I’m afraid it’s just too heavy for me to lift,” she explained, smiling at him with her hands behind her back. She was also rocking her shoulders slightly, effectively waving her mountainous breasts at him in the process. “Would you be a dear and get it down out of the attic for me, please?” she asked, her eyes sparkling as she smiled up at him. “I would be ever so grateful!”

“Sure thing, Mrs. Aberdeen,” Jerry replied, returning her smile.

“Thank you so much!” she said, literally beaming now. “Come with me and I’ll show you where it is,” she said. Then she turned and opened the gate, walking through it and crossing the side yard to her house with Jerry close behind. While the view from behind was pretty good, he knew that the view from the front was spectacular and wished that he was looking at that instead of just her ass. But right now her ass was good enough; he had a feeling he’d get to see more of her cleavage once she got him inside her house.

He had no idea what was in store for him, and when he thought about it later he realized that he should have seen it coming.

The inside of the house was cool compared to being outside in the Arizona sun, and he got goosebumps all over his body when he walked inside. Dale led him down the hallway to where the folding ladder to the attic was, and when she turned around he noticed that her nipples were rock-hard and protruding through both her bra and her shirt.

‘Those things must be huge for them to do that!’ he thought to himself.

“Here we are, Jerry, this is the ladder to the attic, and the trunk should be on the left side of the ladder as soon as you go up,” she said, clasping her hands down in front of her. This had the effect of pushing her huge breasts together which not only created more cleavage but caused it to swell up as well. Jerry felt his cock stirring in his trunks at the sight.

“Okay, this won’t take long,” he said, reaching up for the cord hanging down from the attic door. He pulled on it and the door swung down, the ladder automatically unfolding as he did. He climbed up the ladder and looked to the left once his head was in the attic, and saw the trunk he was looking for. It wasn’t all that big but he had no idea how heavy it might be, and when he climbed all the way into the attic and lifted it up, he discovered that it weighed maybe ten pounds, if that. He lifted it up and then placed it at the head of the ladder, then climbed down the ladder and pulled the trunk behind him. When he was on the floor again he picked the trunk up and turned around to face Mrs. Aberdeen.

“Where do you want it?” he said.

“Right this way, my dear,” she said, smiling at him. She turned and walked down the short hallway to her bedroom, then walked inside. He followed her, and once inside she pointed to a spot next to the closet door to the right of the big bed.

“Right there will be fine, please!” she said, pointing to the spot where she wanted it. Jerry walked over and put the trunk down where she indicated, and when he stood up çorum escort and turned around he was startled to discover that she had walked up behind him and was so close to him that her breasts nearly touched his chest.

“Whoa!” he said, stepping back and tripping over the trunk. He flailed his arms as he fought to catch his balance, side-stepping away from the trunk and leaning against the bedroom wall for support. Mrs. Aberdeen was right there, once again stepping in just as close to him as she had before – even closer, actually, because this time Jerry could feel her breasts brushing up against his naked chest. When he looked down at her and saw both the smile on her face and the look in her eyes, he knew he was in trouble.

“May I ask you a question, Jerry? A personal question, if you don’t mind?” she asked, her voice soft and sultry.

“Well – uh – sure, Mrs. Aberdeen, I guess so,” he stammered, trying to regain his composure.

“Please, call me ‘Dale,’ ” she said, cooing at him. “After all, it’s only fitting considering what’s about to happen,” she said, her smile getting bigger.

“Huh? Wha – what?” Jerry stammered, caught off-guard. “What do you mean, ‘what’s about to…’ ” He got no further than that because she began talking again as if he’d never said anything.

“So the personal question I want to ask you is this – have you ever had sex with an older woman?” she said, smiling sweetly at him. “A much older woman, I mean. A woman who is, let’s say, my age for example?” She stepped in closer as she spoke, pressing her huge breasts firmly against him. Jerry could feel his cock start to respond in his trunks at the feeling of her tits pressing against his body.

‘Damned thing has a mind of its own!’ he thought to himself.

“N-no, ma’am, I haven’t,” he replied honestly. Actually, at that stage in his young life he’d never had sex with a girl who was older than he was at all, much less with a woman her age.

“Please, call me ‘Dale,'” she repeated, her smile getting a little bigger. “So you’ve never had sex with a much older woman, is that right?” she asked, and Jerry nodded as he replied.

“Right,” he said, his cock slowly growing in his trunks.

“Well, Jerry,” she said, her voice going even softer and lower, the look in her eyes turning sultry, “I’m very happy to tell you that all that’s about to change,” she said, stepping into him fully and pressing her entire body up against his. Before he could react she reached up and slid her hand around behind his neck and pulled his face down to hers, kissing him full on the lips.

Jerry was caught totally by surprise, and at first was unsure of what to do. Several thoughts ran through his mind in a matter of seconds, but he ended up just giving in to her – after all, what else was he supposed to do? And besides, he’d have to be out of his ever-lovin’ mind to turn down a chance to have sex with a woman like her! So he put his arms around her stout body and pulled her close, feeling her huge tits pressing firmly against him and her mound pressing up against the rapidly growing tube of his cock.

She was one hell of a kisser, to be sure – her lips were soft and warm, her tongue was lithe and wet, and she knew exactly how to use it. She moaned softly as he pulled her close to him and returned his kiss, immediately sliding a hand down his body and around front to his crotch. She rubbed her palm against the hardness of his cock in his trunks, then gripped it and squeezed it hard in her hand.

“Mmmmm!” she moaned as she felt the thickness of his cock in her hand, and when she finally broke off the kiss she looked up at him and smiled, one hand still on the back of his neck and the other still gripping his cock.

“My, but you’re a big one!” she said, her eyes sparkling. “So very thick! I bet your girlfriend just loves this nice, thick cock of yours, doesn’t she?” she asked, teasing him.

“I don’t have a girlfriend,” he replied, and her smile broadened.

“Even better,” she said, tugging on his cock. “So how about letting me be your girlfriend for today, okay, Jerry?” she asked.

“Sure, I’d like that, Dale!” he said, and she grinned at the use of her first name.

‘Gotcha! You’re mine now, dear boy – you and this big dick of yours!’ she thought to herself as she grinned up at him.

“This is going to be such fun!” she said, pulling his head down to kiss him again.

The second kiss was just as intense as the first, and halfway through it Dale reached down with her other hand and untied the strings holding Jerry’s swim trunks on, then pushed them down over his hips. When she had pushed them down as far as she could get them she broke off the kiss and dropped to her knees in front of him, pulling his trunks all the way down and being careful not to hook his cock in the waistband as she did. She immediately grabbed his cock with one hand, gripping it firmly mid-shaft and pumping it slowly.

“My, but your çukurambar escort cock is so thick!” she cooed, smiling as she looked first at his thick cock in her hand and then up at his eyes. “I’ve never seen a cock this thick before! It’s so thick I can hardly get my fingers around it, and I can only imagine what it’s going to feel like in my mouth,” she said.

Then she leaned forward slightly and opened her mouth wide, taking the bulbous head into her mouth and clamping her lips around it just behind the flared ridge, immediately sucking hard. Her mouth was stretched wide by the thickness of his cock, and it was a little bit of a struggle for her to get it into her mouth. But she did, running her tongue over and around the head of his cock as she pumped it with her hand as she reached up and grabbed his balls with her other hand.

Jerry was caught off-guard by the suddenness and brazenness of Dale’s actions, but at the same time he liked it – she was obviously a ‘take charge’ kind of woman, and he had a feeling that she was going to make his time with her something that he would remember for the rest of his life. So for now he was content to just lean against the wall and let this much older woman suck his cock for as long as she wanted to.

Dale began sliding her mouth down onto his cock, struggling to take his thickness in her small mouth. She managed to get about half of it in her mouth and could go no further, her mouth stretched to its limit and filled from cheek to cheek with his dick. She bobbed her head up and down on his cock for several enjoyable minutes, pumping the shaft in her hand while tugging on his balls at the same time. She looked up at him and smiled around his cock in her mouth, then looked back down as she concentrated on what she was doing.

And she was good at what she was doing – she was very good, actually, the best he’d had up until that point in his young life, and he knew that if she kept this up he was going to cum in her mouth in a matter of minutes. He figured it was only right that he warn her about it, so he did – and her response took him by surprise.

“That’s the whole idea, dear boy,” she said, taking her mouth from his cock just long enough to speak. “I want you to cum in my mouth so I can taste you, and then I’m going to swallow every drop of your sweet seed!” She smiled up at him for just a moment, then went back to sucking his cock.

It didn’t take long for him to feel his orgasm approaching, and when he warned her that he was about to cum she only sucked on him harder. His orgasm hit a few moments later, and he groaned as his hips thrust forward, driving his cock into her mouth as it erupted. She cried out with glee as his cock began shooting stream after stream of hot, thick cum into her waiting mouth, and she greedily swallowed it as soon as her mouth was full. He came hard; his cock pumped and throbbed between her lips and on her tongue for what seemed an eternity, and she had to swallow three times to swallow all of his cum. When it was finally over it left him weak in the knees and both of them gasping for breath. Dale slipped her mouth from his cock and let it hang in front of him, licking her lips as she looked up at him.

“Tasty, very tasty!” she said, grinning up at him. “And I must say, you produce a volume of cum that I’ve never encountered before,” she said, looking up at him.

“Yeah, I cum buckets,” he said, making her giggle.

“Help me up, please, dear boy,” she said, holding her hand up for him to help her. He took her hand and helped her to her feet, and it was then that he noticed two things – her nipples were rock-hard and poking out against her shirt, and the aroma of her musk was light on the air. She kissed him briefly on the lips and then turned, walking over to the bed where she stopped and turned to face him.

Without a word she kicked off her shoes and unfastened her dress, slipping it down and over her hips to let it fall on the floor. She kicked it out of the way, standing there wearing just her panties, shirt and bra, and as he watched dumbfounded she crossed her arms in front of her, grabbed the bottom of her shirt and then pulled it up, pulling it off her body and up over her head. She dropped it on the floor where it landed next to her skirt; that left her standing there in just her bra and panties.

They were a matched set, white silk with flowered embroidery, and Jerry could see both the outlines of her nipples through the bra and the dark patch of pubic hair on her mound beneath the silk of her panties. She looked him in the eyes and didn’t make a sound as she reached behind her and unfastened her bra, a slight smile on her face. When the clasp was open she shrugged the straps from her shoulders, holding the bra in place with one hand; then she took her hand away and let the bra drop. Jerry gasped at what he saw.

Her breasts were huge, easily bigger than his head. They were round and full, obviously very heavy, hanging down to the middle of her ribcage, and were capped with light brown saucer-sized areolas with a pert, hard nipple in the center of each. They wobbled and swayed with every movement she made, including the rising and falling of her chest when she breathed.

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