Battle for Mom's Pussy
Prologue: Prelude
That day during the big break, I went to the toilet to do my business. Since it was too crowded, I went to the toilet in the teachers' office building. By the time I finished, class had already started a few minutes ago.
I hurriedly pulled up my pants and walked to the bathroom door.
I unintentionally glanced toward the women's restroom and, unexpectedly, saw a tempting scene.
There was So-and-so's mom, our biology teacher. She was wearing a little suit jacket, black 2cm high heels paired with gray socks, taking small steps as she came out of a toilet stall.
Originally, it was nothing special just a tall, somewhat plump female teacher. If a normal high school guy fantasized about her, he'd probably lose his interest in a second.
But then, as she walked, she undid the top button of her shirt and reached her hand into her ample chest as if searching for something.
Her big breasts swayed left and right, bouncing up and down, which was quite adorable.
I felt like helping her find whatever it was.
Her pair of breasts was so big, squeezed flat by a black bustier, making the cleavage even narrower.
Watching this, I couldn't help but get hard.
My eyes were glued to those huge, pale, soft breasts that could suffocate a person. I fantasized about what kind of surging waves lay beneath that black bustier, and how they would change shape under my own rough hands.
She struggled to search; I shamelessly watched. Suddenly, she lifted her head and looked toward the bathroom door. I instantly ducked back into the hallway.
My heart pounded. Had she noticed me?
One second, two seconds no sound of footsteps.
I peeked out slightly. So big. So soft.
She undid two more buttons and started pulling the bustier down. The dazzlingly white, soft flesh gradually came into view.
Unfortunately, she stopped right at the areola, so I could only see the perfect hemisphere and a bit of deep red areola.
She pulled a piece of chalk from the valley between her breasts and was about to pull the bustier back up.
I silently begged her not to I hadn't seen enough yet.
Unexpectedly, she paused, looked at the mirror, lifted her huge breasts, and gave them a squeeze.
"Sigh, how can they be so big?"
Just this little action almost made me cum. But it's not embarrassing before this, I'd never seen another woman's breasts with my own eyes. The first time I got to appreciate such a masterpiece was worth it.
Afterward, I asked her why she hid her voluptuous figure.
"As a teacher, this kind of figure is too tempting for students. I hide it so well, but I didn't expect you to find out. You're lucky."
"You slutty bitch, were you trying to seduce me on purpose?"
"How could I? You little brat. Ah, ah not so little after all."
Turns out, I had already bitten one of her nipples and was tugging on the other one.