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This story is a continuation of a previous one which you can discover here [Tracey a family friend ](

It had been a week since the incident with Tracey. She had moved out a few days after, not saying a word to Gareth. He was relieved in a way, though also regretful. Part of him fantasized about doing Tracey, and with her actions he wondered she probably was game. But perhaps Tracey had just gone along with the moment and felt embarrassed, he wondered.

On a Thursday the doorbell rang. From upstairs Gareth heard his mother greet someone. He could hear his mum and another woman laughing and went downstairs to investigate.

“O Gareth, this is my friend Heather.” She gestured as he entered the living room.

“Hey” Gareth said. He looked at Heather for a moment. A woman he guessed in her mid thirties. Instinctually his eyes darted to her chest area. All of his mums friends seemed to be heavy in the chest department, not that he objected. She wore a blue fitted jumper, but Gareth could tell she had a big set.

“O so this is Gareth”. Heather said beaming at him. ” Tracey mentioned you.”

Gareth froze for a moment looking at them both.

“O Tracey, your Mum and I, we go way back,” Heather said with a smile.

Gareth relaxed and smiled politely. As he spoke with Heather about general stuff he found that he had to force himself not stare at her breasts.

“Well you’ll be seeing a bit of Heather as she’s spending a few days with us.” His Mum said.

“Cool”. Gareth replied.

2.

Gareth sat opposite Heather one night as they dined for the evening. Her green vest accentuated her curves and with the top three buttons undone, Gareth could feel the blood rush . He listened to his Mother and Heather go on about their college days while they polished off a bottle of red wine.

Boring except for the moments where he got a good look at Heather’s lovelies. As dinner drawed to an end, Gareth’s mum let out a yawn.

“Uuwwhh” she let out stretching “I’m absolutely wiped today. Why don’t you two go ahead and watch the movie without me”.

“What?” Gareth said as he gathered the plates.

” O he doesn’t have to do that.” Tracey interjected.

” No no, can’t have you watching on your own, besides Gareth doesn’t mind” his Mother said eyes heavy.

Tracey looked over at Gareth with a smile.

“I suppose” Gareth said

Heather yawned. ” Actually guys I think I’m kinda wiped too. I might call it an early night, we can do movie night another time”

Gareth began gathering the plates up as his Mother and Heather retired for the night.

After he had tidied up and dried the dishes, Gareth headed up stairs. He was about to go in his room when he saw a faint light from the guest room. Maybe Heather’s reading or something he wondered. As he was about to go in he paused at what he wondered was a moan, the sex type, faint.

Gareth froze and then heard another low moan. He tiptoed to the guest room, curious as to what was happening. The door had been left ajar half way. Peering over the edge of the door his whole body tensed. There in his sight Heather laid. Stark naked on the bed, legs spread aside. Her hand gently massaging her clit while she caressed her breast with the other.

Gareth grinned to himself as he watched, his jeans becoming tight in a certain area. Fantastic body he admired as he took in the sight. Watching Heather he began to rub himself, his eyes locked on her southern area. Without wondered and enthralled in the moment Gareth lost his balance. He had been leaning forward more and more without noticing. In a panic he gripped the door handle. He managed to avoid the floor but when he looked up Heather was sitting up on the bed, she had pulled the covers over her body.

“What the fuck Gareth.” She said

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry” Gareth said in a forced low voice.

“You pervert, you should be ashamed”. She said acting dignified. Though seeing Gareth fubble made her smirked.

“I know I’m sorry, really”. Gareth said “listen it was an accident okay, I saw the light on and heard a noise, I just wanted to see if everything was alright”. He pleaded ” I’ll forget what I saw okay, honest”. He began to retreat.

“Tracey warned me about you”

Gareth paused starring with fright at Heather.

” She told me what a horny pervert you are, how you sniffed her panties”. She said

“What no,”. Gareth panicked stepping Forward toward her. ” It’s not like that it’s…”. He pleaded

Heather scorned as Gareth squirmed to discover an excuse. After a while Gareth fell silent looking at the floor. Heather looked Gareth over. He had a nice body she wondered to herself. She felt horny, being caught masturbating had turned her on.

” She also told me what you two did” She said with a devious smile.

Gareth looked up, his face flushed with embarrassment.

” Did you like Tracy’s tits?” Heather asked

Gareth, shocked, just nodded.

Heather lowered the blanket, revealing her supple bosom. Gareth’s jaw hanged open.

” Do you think mine are better?” she asked, jiggling them slightly.

” Well I mean, you know, I don’t know” Gareth fumbled.

” Well fair is fair, drop your trousers and let me see you”

Gareth did what he was told, she had him at her mercy. For all Gareth knew she could scream or wake his mother up, having to explain this would be a nightmare.

Gareth breathed a sigh of relief as he released his member from his boxers that had been caging it. It wiggled from side to side, fully erect, pulsing with desire until it was still.

Heather stared at it for a while.

“Now play with yourself” she demanded

“Wha, what”

“You heard what i said, play with yourself”

Gareth froze unsure as to what to do.

“ Well,” She said, folding her arms.
“I’m waiting”

Gareth began to stroke his stiffy, as he did he stared at Heather’s breasts. Heather began to caress and touch herself. She squeezed her tits and then, pushing the blanket apart moved one hand down south.

“ Come closer so i can see what your doing” Heather said. Her eyes widened when Gareth stopped at the edge of the bed, getting a full view of his rocket as he jerked himself. Heather squirmed as she continued to touch herself. She settled opposite Gareth so that he had a full view. Gareth hardly blinked as he watched Heather massage her clit, her juice coating the entry lips.
“You like to watch don’t you, you dirty pervert” Heather teased

Gareth didn’t reply, the sight of Heather’s naked body gyrating, her tits, everything drived him crazy.
Gareth moved closer to her, lining up to enter her.

“What are you doing?” Heather said moving away. “ you can’t just put it in.” she said a hint of annoyance in her tone.

It took a moment for Gareth to come to his senses. Heather watched him for a moment. She sensed a storm brewing in him and it had to be quilled.

“ we can’t do that” she said. Heather knew that Gareth needed to release his burden, that he needed to fuck something. Heather beckoned him closer with her finger.

When he was close enough she gripped his manhood. Gareth groaned at her touch. She guided him by his rod positioning Gareth on top of her, his cock level with her breasts.

“ you need to do something, I know” she said. With that Heather licked her fingers and smothered her spit over the inner side of her tits.

“ be gentle.” she told him when they were sufficiently wet and squeezed them together.

Gareth’s cock was throbbing. He angled himself below her tits, then pushed forward easing the head first between her soft mounds. With a thrust his whole shaft entered the tight passage, the sides of Heather’s breasts creating a soft tight fit.

Heather maintained eye contact.

“Your tits feel so good.”Gareth said as he poked his member between her puppies.

“Better than Tracy’s ah?” She said

For a moment Gareth paused as they both laughed. Seconds after he promptly returned to tit fucking Heather.

Gareth groaned as he made thrust after thrust. He went slow feeling each pump.

From Gareth’s groans and moans Heather knew he was close, she looked down, watching his head appear and disappear repetitly from the tight fissure of her tits.

With a final thrust, a shot of cum hit Heather on the mouth with force. She leaned her head back. Gareth pumped faster, dumping load after load between Heather’s tits.

Still hard, Gareth made a few thrusts after he had nutted it all on Heather.

Heather sat up, his semen making is way down her stomach to her vulva.

” Well with so much excess energy I can see why you’re such a hound” she said in awe of the amount of love Gareth had dumped on her.

Heather left a couple of days later. They never spoke about what happened though Heather could not wait to tell Tracy about that night.

NSFW: yes

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