Older Busty Black Woman
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I had worked with charlotte Mays for roughly two years now in a small office
that supported a large-scale contractor. My job was to track the progress of
our crews and follow-up with the clients who outsourced our work. Charlotte
supported the operations manager of our office, and was a no-nonsense, but
sweet lady in her early fifties. Charlotte and I had a good relationship, even
though I was only 24 at the time and was 5'9,160 pounds. Charlotte was a big
black woman standing about 6'3 ,230 pounds with a muscles, but not fat figure.
She carried a pair of 40 FF's that had me sweating from the moment I met her.
I was fascinated with her breasts, which just had that beautiful natural hang
to them, and couldn't be hidden by even the firmest of business suits.
Sometimes I thought she would purposely wear tight sweaters that revealed a
lot of cleavage, and bend over in front of me......or stand overly close to my
face as I was seated at my desk. I would frequently race to the bathroom at
work and rub out a quick load.

The good news was that charlotte was a divorcee who lived alone in a large
house in the suburbs. One Friday after a long week of work, she asked if I
wanted to hang-out at her place the next day and check out her newly remodeled
living room. I quickly and not so smoothly accepted.

I arrived at her home the next day around 2:00pm. Charlotte wore a thin white
v-neck sweater that contrasted with the smooth brown cleavage spilling from
her chest. She gave me a detailed tour of her home, and finally arrived at a
door in the upstairs portion of her house.

She told me that she had lied, and this was really the room that she had
remodeled. I walked in to find a dimly lit room with sheers surrounding what
looked to be a massage table.

Charlotte asked what I thought of it, to which I replied; "it looks
great.....what's it for?"

She told me that she had recently gotten her masseuse license, and that she
would be working from home on the evenings and weekends.

I told her how exciting it was, and that I was happy for her.

She then asked me if I wouldn't mind being her first customer.

I practically started shaking with excitement, and managed a nervous
acceptance of her offer.

She asked me to remove my clothes down to my underwear, and to lay underneath
the white cloth and await her return.

I readied myself for her return, and began to wonder if I would have to lay on
my back at any point, thus revealing my hard-on. She re-appeared wearing a
silk black robe that was slightly parted in the middle, revealing a canyon of
mature black tit-flesh.

She asked me to just relax, and lay on my stomach. She worked her way all over
my back, neck, shoulders, and finally down to my feet. She slowly eased her
way up my calves and thighs where I thought I was going to die.

I had a raging hard-on and hadn't even been looking at her breasts. My
breathing was becoming more rapid, and she asked if I was ok. I said yes, that
I was fine.

She said, "you don't sound fine, why don't you roll over so I can give you a
facial massage on the temporal lobes----sometimes that really does the trick."
I rolled over flushed with excitement. She noticed this, and probably my
hard-on for that matter, and said "boy, you really are all worked up aren't
you?"

One thing that worried me the most was that not only would she be able to see
how excited I really was, but also how small my penis was through the thin
cotton sheet. Charlotte began rubbing my temples as her breasts hung
tantalizingly over my face. I just gazed into their valley for what seemed
like ages, when she said;

" Brian, is that little dick of yours all worked up over my big old breasts?"

I nearly passed out. I said; "wwh wh what?"

She said; "I've known for awhile now that you're infatuated with my huge black
tits, but I had no idea your dick was so small."

I told her that I didn't know what to say, and she said; " why don't you show
me that little thing of yours so I can see just how little it really is."

I told her I didn't want to, and she said that was nonsense, as she swiftly
pulled off the cover, and yanked down my boxers while walking to the foot of
the table.

I was completely naked on the table now, my 4.5" skinny little penis rock hard
while she bent down with her huge black breasts swaying directly over my
shins.

She ran her hand up the side of my leg and said; " relax Brian, its ok that
your dick is tiny. Did you know how small it was?" of course I knew. She then
began to fondle my testicles with her fingernails and told me that I had to
admit to her that I had a small dick.

I hesitated, and she told me that it was the only way to be ok with it.

She said: " now tell me what a pathetic little dick you have Brian."...as she
ran her hand along the underside of my puny shaft. I said that I couldn't, but
she told me again that I had to.....I finally uttered:

" I have a puny little dick."

She said: "now tell me that you have a puny little dick, and you wanna stick
it between my huge black breasts."

I said: "Charlotte, I have a puny little dick, and I wanna stick it between
your huge black breasts."

She smiled and softly caressed my penis, as she stood up and asked me: "would
you like to see them?"

I nodded yes. She undid her robe and out fell two of the largest, mot
beautiful chocolate colored breasts I have ever seen. They were the size of
watermelons, slowly easing their way up my legs and finally resting onto my
little dick. She took my dick in her hands, applied some lotion to it, and
then worked it in and out of her beautiful valley until I exploded deep within
her mammaries.

I let my head fall back, emotionally spent from the most powerful orgasm I
ever had.

She ran her hand through my hair and said: "you're going to be my little white
boy-toy aren't you?"

I nodded in obedience........

When I returned to the office Monday morning, I didn't know what to expect.
Since my visit to Charlotte's house, I had masturbated six times in less than
two days, re-living the incredible experience from her massage room.

The way she so delicately exposed my insecurities about my small penis, and
completely manipulated me with the power of her enormous breasts. The fact
that she was black, taller, stronger and 30 years older than I, somehow made it
all the more thrilling.

I was apprehensive, nervous, and excited as I made the walk from my car to the
entrance of our building. Somehow, in the back of my mind, I knew that
Charlotte Mays would lead the way, and I would have no choice but to follow...

Charlotte was of course already there when I arrived, wearing a tight black
turtle neck that beautifully hugged the enormous curves of her huge natural
breasts. I attempted to steal a glance at her breasts as I walked by her desk,
but she inevitably caught me looking, and gave me a knowing grin. I was
completely infatuated with her tits. There was no getting around it. I had to
see them again, and soon.

Later that evening, as I was wrapping things up for the day in my office,
Charlotte came into my office to "talk" about things.

Before she began, she assured me that we were the only two left in the
building. God, her breasts looked SO enormous as she made her way to the other
side of my desk. She had a seat across from me, and began to speak...

"Brian, how's my little boy doing today? Did you have fun the other night? You
must have, 'cause I've noticed you looking at my breasts even more than usual
today. Has your little dick gotten all excited thinking about my big 'ole
titties today?"

I could barely speak I was getting so excited just listening to her. "Well?"
She said.

"Yes, Charlotte, they look amazing today, you turn me on so much."

"Good, Brian, that's just what I wanted to hear. We're gonna have a little fun
tonight here at the office. Don't worry though, I've locked all the doors so
no one can get in.

Here's the bottom line Brian; I know that you can't stop staring at my
breasts, and that you've got a skinny little pencil dick in your pants there,
but you've managed to get a higher position than mine with this company. I
think its only fair that you help with some of my more menial tasks. What do
you think?"

"Anything you want Charlotte, anything."

"That's what I thought you'd say. Before you get started though, I'm gonna
have you take those clothes off first ok?"

"Ummmm, do you think it'll be ok?"

"Why Brian, are you afraid someone may see that little thing hiding in your
pants?"

"Whatever you want Charlotte. I will do it."

"That's my good little boy. Now take 'em off."

I did as I was told. Self-consciously removing my shirt first, then my shoes,
socks, pants, and most reluctantly...my underwear. I was no to surprisingly
rock hard when my boxers were finally removed.

"Aaaaaawwwww isn't that sweet. Brian you're all hard and excited aren't you?
Are you embarrassed by your small dick?"

"Y-y-y-yes, yes I am."

"Well, you should be Brian. Its just so darn skinny; and short too. Does the
fact that I'm black scare you Brian?"

As she asked this question, Charlotte moved within one foot of me, and stuck
her breasts out while doing so, tantalizing me with their amazing sway.

"Well, does it? I think you're embarrassed by the fact that your dick gets so
hard for a black woman. Especially one as old as me. But I think we both know
why that is, don't we?"

As she asked that final question, Charlotte gently pressed her huge breasts
against my chest, and looked down at them; as if to say, 'tell me I'm wrong.'

Charlotte then began having me file some papers for her stark naked; poking
fun at my small dick and saying things like: "Hurry up oscar meyer weener, I
don't have all night."

I inputted data on her spreadsheets naked as well, while she stood behind me
at the computer with her breasts massaging the back of my head. She then
reached down to my leg and gently squeezed my penis saying: " I can see your
little one is turned on isn't he?"

Charlotte finally allowed me to take a break, and asked me to join her in the
employee lounge. I walked into the lounge and Charlotte asked to sit on her
lap

I did as I was told and awaited her next move. In an excruciatingly slow
movement, she removed her turtle neck. Her breasts remained encased in a
non-push-up white bra. This bra contrasted amazingly with her huge black tits,
and she knew it.

"You like the way my black breasts look in this white bra, don't you Brian?"

"Yes, Charlotte, I love your huge black tits, and I am turned on by the fact
that your are black." (there was no holding back now) "I have always been
turned on by black women Charlotte, especially the ones with the huge breasts,
and definitely the older ones too. I guess, a part of me has always been
ashamed by that, but I can honestly say now, that I have nothing to be ashamed
of."

"You don't?" She said, as she looked down at my tiny little dick, and began to
stroke it. "Well, I guess this little thing could be bigger."

"You've got that right!" I said. Charlotte then stood up, removed her pants &
revealing her strapon, and sat me on herone fluid motion; easily entering
strapon inside my virgin ass.

As I faced her, she unhooked her bra, and thrust her breasts in my face.
Charlotte fucked my ass as i rode her for about 90 seconds before I exploded
on her thighs.

Those were 90 of the greatest seconds of my life, as her huge boobs swung in
front of my face, brushing my lips back and forth, while I eagerly grasped at
them, and attempted to suck on her nipples.

"You've passed the first test Brian. I am proud of the way you admitted some
of your darkest fantasies. I think you've earned the right to attend a course
in boobology 101..."