I was fifteen when I first met the Sorenson's and their daughter. Tom and Julie Sorenson were both thirty and very nice people. Tom was kinda short but good looking. Julie was taller with what I considered a nice figure. Sandy, their daughter and a year younger than me, hated me at first sight. Even after doing all the 'right' things and trying to be nice, she remained hostile and often spoke harshly at me. I decided to let it go and just leave her alone.

Two months after I turned sixteen Mrs. Sorenson asked if I would help her hang some curtain rods. Her husband was out of town on business and she didn't want to wait until he came home. I rang the doorbell and my jaw nearly crushed my toes when Julie opened the door. My first thought was how glad I was to be wearing a pair of short that let lots of room in the crotch because I could feel myself becoming aroused. She wore a summer dress that exposed her legs up to mid-thigh and the bodice bulged with her abundant bust. It didn't help that is was low cut showing her deep cleavage and half of her large breasts. Only a blind man would not notice the lack of a bra beneath her dress as two hard bumps protruded from the centers of her breasts and thrust themselves out begging to be suckled.

"I'm sorry to have to ask your help, Eddie, but I almost fell trying to hang the curtain rods," she smiled as her eyes twinkled. "Come on in and I'll show you what I want done."

Quickly I tried to compose myself, close my open mouth and return my bulging eyes back into their sockets. I did notice what looked like a smirk in her smile as she turned and I followed her gently swaying behind. Expecting us to go into the kitchen, I was surprised when Julie led me to the Master Bedroom. We passed between the huge King Sized bed and the dresser with the large mirror before I saw the small stepladder next to the window. Since my eyes wondered from the huge bed with the turned down covers to the mirrored dresser and back I almost bumped into Mrs. Sorenson. She had stopped near the window and faced me.

"As you can see, Eddie, I was trying to put the curtain rod up before fitting it with the curtains. Think you can do the job?"

"Wouldn't it be better if the curtains were on the rod before hanging it?" I asked forcing my mind to the task.

"Now that you mention it I suppose that makes better sense. Here, let me help you with the curtains. You hold the rod while I slip them onto it."

Bending from the waist Julie took her time picking up the curtain she left on the floor. The bodice of her dress fell open giving me an almost unrestricted view of her unencumbered breasts. As her firm globes wobbled, I felt myself growing erect and shifted myself hoping she wouldn't notice. Julie sank to her knees and began slipping the curtain onto the rod I was holding still giving me a most impressive look down the front of her dress.

"There," she said holding the far end of the curtain rod and standing. "Now if you will get up on the ladder and hang that end I'll stay down here and hold the other."

Tearing my eyes away from her exposed breasts, I stepped onto the ladder. It four steps but I only needed to use three. Perched on the ladder I suddenly felt it move.

"Please be careful," Julie quickly said putting one hand to my waist. "It's an old ladder and wobbles quite around a lot."

I couldn't get the sight of her large fluidly moving breasts out of my mind as I stretched up bringing the curtain rod close to the hanger. Reaching up so high I felt the legs of my shorts ridding higher up my thighs as the ladder wobbled more. Resting the rod on the hanger, I felt cool fingers touching my thigh as my erection suddenly grew down the left leg of my shorts.

"There," I announced with some pride. "That end is in place."

The fingers left my thigh and I felt relief as I stepped down to feel the floor firmly under my feet. Moving the ladder to the other side of the window I carefully moved up three steps and took the other end of the curtain rod from Julie's hand. Once again, I was greeted with her smile and the sight of her partly open bodice with the twin mounds it hid.

Again, I reached up and felt both the legs of my shorts ridding higher and the wobble of the ladder. Just as before, I felt cool fingers touching my right thigh. Hooking the end of the curtain rod, I felt a sense of pride as I smiled and looked down at Julie. My eyes were instantly locked onto her exposed breasts and my erection grew even longer coursing down my left leg.

"I can't tell you just how much I appreciate your helping me," Julie was saying as her fingers caressed and stroked my bare thigh. I heard just a hint of a gasp coming from her sexy lips. "You know, Tom has been gone almost two weeks and won't be back for another two."

I felt cool air touching the head of my erection just before it turned warm. Looking down I saw the head and at least an inch of my organ hanging below the leg of my shorts. My first reaction was shame as my face burned, then pride at the look of lust in her eyes as she eyed what I was exposing. I knew I was bigger than most boys my age having seen them in the showers at school. I saw and felt her fingers slowly inching up higher on my thigh until the tips barely touched the head of my organ.

"Mrs. Sorenson, I don't think you should be doing that," I hissed loving how tenderly she was touching me. I moved down one step bringing my groin level with her face.

"When it's just us I think, no, I want you to call me Julie," she breathed coating the exposed portion of my erection with her warm breath. "As for this," she panted raising her fingers higher and lightly feeling my organ, "I don't care what's right or wrong. You have something I want and I'm going to do everything I can do have it."

Blood was moving in my body as it coursed its way down forcing me to become thick, long and hard. Her fingers curled around my thickening shaft, squeezing gently at first and then tightening their grip. I felt her thumb rubbing over the head swiping at the oozing moisture slowly escaping from the partly open slit. The tip was very sensitive and my hips jerked involuntarily away before naturally returning for more. Hot air caressed the swollen knob as her lips opened and came closer. I watched in awe as her tongue snaked from her lips to touch and then lave at the angry purple object she desired. My breath caught in my throat as they closed around the glans, her tongue flicking with abandon around them. With agonizing slowness, her lips moved down taking in more and more of my swollen hard shaft. The fingers of her other hand were just as cool as they gently cupped and caressed the heavy hanging sack beneath my rapidly growing erection. With infinite care, she felt the hard round objects contained inside and gently held one before moving to the other. Around and around she rolled them feeling how they moved so easily inside the sack.

Julie lifted the leg of my shorts higher until all of my sex was exposed. Her cool fingers gripped and stroked my erection as she cupped my scrotum. I couldn't help but feel the arousal as it grew within my aching testicles. Orgasm wasn't something men can easily put aside as mine came closer and closer. I felt my erection grow thicker as my scrotum pulled up tight to my groin. Eruption was only seconds away and only my fear of rejection caused my voice to be heard.

"Mrs. Sorenson, Julie, I think you had better stop now," I gasped not wanting this to end. She pulled her lips from my organ and looked with longing into my eyes.

"Don't hold back, Eddie. Just let it come. I want to feel your hot seed filling my mouth. I want to swallow it and let it fill my belly."

As her lips again engulfed my erection until her nose pressed firmly into the hair of my crotch a strangled cry erupted from my lips that can't be pronounced nor can it be spelled. Julie swallowed as her throat caressed close to three inches of my pride causing me to convulse and expel the contents held inside my heavy scrotum. Torrents of my hot thick seed spewed from my thickly pulsing organ only to enter her open maw below her tongue and empty into her waiting stomach. My hips jerked bruising her lips as my climax grew more and more intense. Never in my life had masturbation come even close to the wonderful feeling her lips, her mouth and her throat was giving me. From the depths of my very soul, I poured out me thick seed until she pulled back only far enough to suckle and milk what little remained.