My First Big Tits Ch. 02

Heidi had been gone almost a year now and we had corresponded regularly ever since. I wrote her at least twice a week, sometimes more and she was equally as consistent. This gave me lots of opportunities to be with Frau Schmidt because Heidi wrote in German and Frau Schmidt would translate for me. She often warned me to be careful of what I said in my letters because a neighbor was translating for Heidi. That meant the whole neighborhood knew about Heidi's young American friend. Annika's mother told me that Heidi was telling everyone that I was like an adopted son to her. Also, I found out that she had never been married nor had any children, so her neighbors understood how important our relationship was to her. But Annika was not as understanding and frequently complained about what she called. "my stupid obsession with her aunt."

The letters allowed me to spend time with Frau Schmidt, we would laugh and joke a lot when talking about what Heidi was telling me or what I should write to her. Because of this we gradually developed a close relationship. It wasn't love, but there was clearly some affection. I hadn't a chance to fuck her since New Year's night because she was never totally alone for any length of time. Now and then I'd get a chance to steal a kiss and play with her tits, but it would only last a minute because she was scared of getting caught. They almost always went out as a family, the only exception being Sunday morning when Herr Schmidt went fishing for a few hours, leaving Annika and her at home. I asked her what she did when her husband was fishing and she told me that she cleaned downstairs while Annika cleaned her room upstairs and ironed the clothes.

The following Sunday morning I went to their house and hid across the street until I saw Herr Schmidt leave. I quickly went to their front door and peered in the window panes, I didn't see anyone so I didn't knock. It was Frau Schmidt I was after, not Annika, so I had to be careful. A few minutes later I saw Frau Schmidt walk out of the kitchen so I tapped lightly on the door's window. She was walking past the door so I tapped again a bit harder and this time she heard it. The door opened and she let me come in.

Frau Schmidt smiled at me then said, "Vat chu doing here so early?"

I could here loud music coming from upstairs as I asked, "Where's Annika?"

"In her room clea..."

As soon as it was clear that Annika was upstairs I covered Frau Schmidt's mouth with my hand then wrapped my other arm around her waist. I picked her up and carried her to her own bedroom, locking the door after I'd set her down.

"Mein gott, chu crazy? Annika's upstairs!"

I pulled her to me and kissed her passionately. "Annika was here New Years also."

"Ya, but she drunk, passed out."

I wasn't going to be bothered with small details so I cut off the conversation then and there. Frau Schmidt felt herself flying through the air before landing with a thump on the bed. Instantly I was on top of her, kissing her lips, neck and tits while grinding my already hard cock into her pussy. It took a while for lust to overcome her fear, but when it did she became wild with heat. Pumping her hips rapidly to meet my cock while at the same time trying to pull her shirt over her breasts. I eased up and let her expose her tits to me. She held her right tit by its side, causing it to rise towards my face. Then with her other hand she pulled me down to her nipple. It was wonderful, I had wanted to do this again for so long. She moaned loudly as I went back and forth from one nipple to the other.

I sat up on my knees and peered out the window while taking off my shirt.

"When's Herr Schmidt coming home?" I asked.

"He'll be gone long time, don't vorry."

As I leaned back down Frau Schmidt pushed her arms inward, squeezing her boobs so that they rose to meet me. It was an incredible sight. They were so huge and round, all I wanted was to bury my face in them.

As I smothered her tits with kisses she said, "I zink most men like big busten. Ya?"

In between sucking her nipples I said, "I know I do!"

"Ya, I can tell, but I don't zink you're zee only von."

I got off of her and started taking her pants off while she removed her shirt and bra. When we were both naked I lay back down beside her.

"Does your husband like your big tits?'

She laughed, " Ya naturlich, but I see many men look. I know dey like."

"Does he get mad when he sees other men looking at you?"

"Oh no, sometimes vee talk about it and den he vant sex so much."

I thought, 'So he's a bit of a voyeur ay.' I kissed her again, then put her hand on my erection.

"What would he do if he saw you holding my cock like that"

"I don't know, maybe he get mad, maybe not."

"You mean he really might not get mad?" I asked in total surprise.

She saw how puzzled I looked and said, "Don't tell dis to anyvon ya!"

I nodded yes.

"Back in Germany ven vee ver yoong, Stefan would allow his friends to kiss me vile he vatched. And soomtime dey vood touch my busten."

"He allowed that? What did you think about it?"

She shrugged her shoulders and said, "He vas my boyfriend, if it make him happy I like. And I know he like cause he get so hard. He den make me use my hand and his stuff... his juice; it fly so high in zee air!"

I got on top and inserted my cock, then slowly at first I began pumping, gradually gaining speed and intensity.

"Is that the only time your husband watched you?"

She didn't answer for a moment, her eyes were closed and she was enjoying the feeling of my cock sliding in and out. Then she opened her eyes.

"Nine, he vatched me at party here in zee States. Vee play games in zee basement of house and zee vives loose. Zee husbands make zeir vives do zangs like dance and sit on zee lap of man. Stefan make me unbutton my top so zee men can see."

"What happened?"

"I had to valk around vith my shirt open zee rest of zee party. Before vee go home, Stefan take me into zee bathroom. I zink he vant me to use hand, but his boss vas der, so I ask Stefan, 'Vas ist das?'"

This was really turning me on. I had no idea Herr Schmidt was so wild. "Damn, your husband set you up with his boss!"

"Ya, Stefan don't say vord. He stand behind me as his boss start feeling my busten. Den Stefan take off my shirt and unhook my bra. He make me go bare on top, I only have skirt on."

"What did his boss do?"

"First he squeeze dem and suck both my nipples, den I feel Stefan's hands on my shoulders forcing me to my knees. Zee boss took out his cock and placed it between my boobs, zen Stefan make me squeeze them together while his boss make his cock go back and forth."

"You tit fucked your husband's boss?"

"Ya, and vile vee do zat Stefan take out his cock and put in my mouth."

I was stunned! Herr Schmidt was always so quiet, so unobtrusive and now I'm finding out that he's a fucking party animal! It just goes to show, you never know about people until you peek behind their closed doors. It was a lessen I was to learn again on a much greater... shit it was on an incredible scale, when I met Heidi again.

As I continued to fuck Frau Schmidt I sat up on my knees and looked out the bedroom window.

"Oh my god, I see your husband! He watching us through the window." I said with feigned surprise.

"Vat?" Frau Schmidt's voice had a touch of worry, but she quickly realized I wasn't telling her the truth and slapped my arm playfully.

"Your husband is watching me fuck you. Do you like seeing your wife get fucked Herr Schmidt? He says he likes it very much."

Frau Schmidt grabbed my ass with both hands and started pulling me into to her harder.

"He's playing with his cock now. What's that? What do you want to see me do to your wife?"

"Fuck me, fuck me... oh ya fuck me so hard!" Frau Schmidt yelled with abandon.

Instead I pulled out and stood on the bed.

"Vie you stop?"

"Because your husband wants to watch you tit fuck me just like you did his boss."

Frau Schmidt quickly got on her knees before me and squeezed her tits around my cock. I pumped her tits as she played with them and squeezed them together, then she licked the head of my cock each time it appeared at the top of her breasts.

"Oh yeah, your husband likes that."

Frau Schmidt looked at the window and said, "Stefan, chu vant to see me put this big cock in my mouth? Ya, chu vant me to suck so hard?"

"He says yes, but he wants you to do it at the window so he can get a good look."

I moved closer to the wall and Frau Schmidt followed me over. Then, right in front of the window, where people could see, she began licking my shaft.

"Stefan vatch me suck. I like chu vatch me."

It seems Frau Schmidt like being watched as much as her husband like watching her. Something she had neglected to mention earlier.

I couldn't stand it any longer, the whole thing was just too hot and I knew I wasn't going to be able to hold back. So I pushed Frau Schmidt back down on the bed and mounted her.

"Ahh ya, Stefan he fuck me! Ya, ya I like... ahh, chur vife like... Stefan, chur vife like fuck zee men. Chu vatch, chu vatch huge cock fuck me ya! Ahh..."

All her talk sent me over the top and I felt a tremendous orgasm growing. Then, just as mine started Frau Schmidt's began also. Our orgasms were so powerful I thought we were going to squeeze each other to death! As we both came back down to earth I thought, 'Great fucking sex!" Even Annika had never got me that hot.

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A couple of nights later I called John to talk about his getting a shot at Annika. I was kind of hesitant about bringing it up, he hadn't mentioned it since I told him about her fantasy. I thought he might be pissed about me fucking his girlfriend, while leaving him high and dry with mine.

"Listen man, about Sarah... I hope you're not mad or something. You know, we had a deal and I'm ready to keep my end of it."

"Naw, I ain't mad at you." John said, with a hint of surprise in his voice.

"Good, cause I got to tell you that I don't think its going to be easy for you. We're going to have to arrange this carefully, maybe get her a little drunk."

John was silent for a moment then said, "What are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about you getting Annika alone so that maybe you can get her to show you her tits. I'm trying to tell you, if you'll just shut up and listen, that it isn't going to be easy. First you're going to have to convince her to go some place alone with you, then you'll have to get her drunk. And that probably still won't work, so I suggest you bring a hundred bucks and use it to play on her fantasy. Then maybe, and I mean a slight maybe, you'll get lucky and get her to flash you."

"Oh shit man, don't worry about it. I'd already gotten Annika a couple of days before we went to Sarah's."

"WHAT THE FUCK?"

Click.

The phone was still at my ear when the dial tone reminded me the conversation had ended. And a couple of minutes later I regained enough composure to actually put the receiver down. I sat there in a daze, wondering how he'd pulled it off without me knowing.

Well, I had to find out from Annika what happened, so the following evening I took her out to eat and then back to my place. We laid on my bed kissing and caressing each other for a long time while I tried to think of a way to get her to confess.

I propped myself up on one elbow and used my other hand to gently slide it across her breasts. "You know what? I asked.

"What?"

"John told me Sarah has a thing for these." I looked at her tits and gave them a little squeeze.

"Yeah, I know."

"Oh?"

She hesitated slightly, then said, "John came over to my house two Sunday's ago. I let him into the living room."

"Where was your Mom?"

"In the basement washing clothes. John said he had a letter from Sarah that he wanted me to read, so I told him to give it to me and I'd read it later. But he insisted I read it while he was there so that he could tell Sarah what I had to say about it."

"Did your Mom know John was there?"

"Well... um... no, not really. She was in the basement the whole time John was at the house."

I opened a few buttons on her shirt and bent over to kiss her tits that were spilling out the top of her bra. "So did you read the letter in front of John?"

"Yes."

"There in the living room?"

"I wanted to, but John said we should go someplace else. He said that if my Mom saw the letter it would be very embarrassing."

I pulled her bra cup down and licked her nipple. "So where did you take him?"

"Upstairs."

I quickly looked up at her and said, "Upstairs... to your bedroom. You were alone with John in your bedroom?"

"Yes."

I calmed myself down, then sucked her nipple for a few moments before asking, "So what did Sarah's letter say?"

"She told me that she really like me and that she wanted to be with me. I think she wants us to, you know... to fool around."

I completely unbuttoned her shirt then reached around and unhooked her bra. After Annika was topless I asked, "Are you sure that's what she meant?"

"Yeah, real sure. John says she told him about what happened in the bathroom that night."

"Bathroom?"

"Uh, yeah... remember when Sarah and I were in the bathroom here? Well..."

"Well what?"

"Well, I never told you this, but Sarah touched my breasts and then started sucking one of my nipples." Annika's voice gave a hint of worry about how I would react.

My hand slid down her jeans and began rubbing her pussy while I continued to kiss and suck her breasts.

"Are you pissed at her for doing it? I didn't ask her to do it you know. She just started touching me, it caught me by surprise."

I rubbed her pussy harder. "No, I'm not mad. In fact I would have loved to see it."

Annika pushed me back with a surprise look on her face. "What? You'd like to watch Sarah play with me?"

I leaned forward, pushing her back on the bed then I kissed her passionately while squeezing her tits, then gently tweaking her nipple with my fingers.

Annika broke the kiss and asked, "You wouldn't be mad if I let someone else touch me?"

"You know, a lot of guys get turned on by watching two girls make it together." I said as I went back to kissing her.

She broke the kiss again, looked at me then lowered her eyes. "What if it wasn't another girl?"

"You let another guy feel you up?" I asked, a bit too strongly.

Annika didn't say anything, nor did she raise her eyes off the bed.

"It was John wasn't it? What did you and John do while he was in your bedroom?"

"You promise not to get mad?"

"Nooooo, but I do promise to get real mad if you don't tell me exactly what happened! And I mean everything, including the things you conveniently want to forget to tell me."

Annika paused the said, "Well, John and I were sitting next to each other on my bed and after I read the letter, well... he began telling me about how he and Sarah talk about me when they're having sex. About how great my breasts are and everything."

"Go on."

"So, like we were just sitting there and John asks me to show him my breasts. He said he had been dying to see them ever since Sarah started talking about me."

"So you just showed him your tits because he wanted to see them? A guy says, 'Hey, can I see your tits?" And you say, 'Duh... okay.' "

"No, of course not! I'm not going to do something like that." Annika paused, giving me a hurt look. Then quietly added, "You know I'm not like that."

A pain of guilt stung me as I said, "Well, something seems to have happened."

"I swear, I wasn't going to show him anything..." Annika's voice then lowered to a whisper. "But then he offered me ten dollars."

"TEN DOLLARS! YOU SHOWED... holy fuckin' guacamole, I would have given you twenty dollars just to keep your goddamn tits in your bra!"

"It's not the money. It's just that it was exciting; you know, for a guy to be willing to pay to see me naked."

I fell backwards on the bed. "I don't believe this, my girlfriend shows my best friend her tits for ten dollars."

I looked over at Annika's eyes and they told me there was more. "Oh shit. What else?"

"I was wearing the bra that unclasps in front; after I opened my shirt I unhooked it and spread my shirt and bra to the side. John looked at my breasts for a while then he reached his hand out, but I covered back up and said no."

"Well thank god for small favors." I said sarcastically.

"Then he offered me ten more dollars to let him touch them."

I rolled off the bed and hit the floor in anguish.

Annika leaned over the side of the bed and looked at me. "While he was caressing my breasts he started rubbing his penis through his pants. I couldn't believe his nerve! Touching himself like that in front of me... well, that just showed me what kind of person he is. I don't know why you've kept him as a friend for so long."

I looked up at her and asked, "Did he cum in his pants?"

"No, he took it out and started playing with it. I was absolutely flabbergasted, so shocked I didn't know what to do." Her voice lowered again. "But then he offered me ten more dollars to stroke it for him."

"WHAT THE HELL! Damn girl, do you know what a hand job goes for these days? You sure didn't stay flabbergasted for long, did you?" By now I didn't know how this was going to end. "Keep going."

"He never stopped playing with me while I jerked him and soon I saw him tense up."

"Did he shoot his cum on you?"

"No way! I didn't want his gross sperm sticking all over my bedspread."

I laughed at the poor bastard and said, "So you left John with a case of the blue balls."

Again she spoke in a whisper, "Actually, I put his penis in my mouth and sucked him dry."

My head dropped back to the floor with a loud thud. Dazed, I looked up at the ceiling and asked, "Let me guess, he offered you ten dollars for a blow job?"

"No, that was free."

I just wanted to crawl under the bed and die!

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John's ass was grass and as soon as I found him I was going to kick it. I was so pissed. At John for taking advantage of our deal and at Annika for letting him get away with it so cheaply.

It didn't take me long to find him. I tracked him down at Sarah's and waited behind a tree across the street. When he came out the door I started walking briskly towards him with a real shitty expression on my face. He saw me and bolted for his car that was parked in the driveway. The son-of-a-bitch was fast and was in his car with the doors locked as I got there.

I pounded on his window and shouted, "Open the fucking door!"

"Fuck you, man."

"Open it goddammit!"

John sat still for a moment then turned towards me and said, "You're an asshole, you know that? You can fuck someone else's woman, but if anyone touches yours you go ballistic!"

I took a step back, his words hit me harder than I would have expected, and they were more true than he realized. I gave him the finger as I walked away, feeling both anger and guilt at the same time.

Needing to get my head together I took some time off from seeing any of my friends, especially Annika. She called me everyday, but I cut the conversations short and went back to my idiotic pouting. After about a week I finally admitted to myself that I was doing more behind Annika's back than she had behind mine. I was being selfish and unfair and decided that it was best to try to change my ways. To try and conduct myself with more honesty, circumspect and thoughtfulness to others. So Saturday night I went to Annika's, we kissed and made up, then Frau Schmidt helped me catch up with my letters to Heidi. The next morning I snuck in their house, dragged Annika's mother into her bedroom and fucked her ass silly.