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"It wasn't meant to be rude; it was a compliment. Can't American women take a compliment?"

"Yes, but men staring at my boobs isn't a compliment."

"You mean staring at your beautiful boobs." The next song was slow, and he insisted on dancing with her. Those boobs were right in his face.

Giovanni didn't hesitate. As they swayed to the music, he moved his head from one to the other. "You're having fun, aren't you?" Constance smiled down at him.

"I'd have more fun if we were somewhere private, and you'd take off your top for me."

Constance thought the whole thing was absurd. On the other hand, after two nights of hanging out in those beach bars, Giovanni was the only one to ask her to dance. He was the only man she even held hands with since college. And those college boys, like the high school boys before them, all wanted to feel her tits which grew and grew and grew. She rejected them all. Sometimes, in bed alone, of course, she thought maybe she'd made a mistake not letting them.

"Well, Giovanni, if you're serious and not just all talk, come with me."

Connie was thinking about what she heard from Fran's bedroom. Like she said while listening, ‘she wanted some of that, and Giovanni was there and undoubtedly willing. As soon as they were in her room, Constance took a deep breath, "come sit on the bed with me."

Giovanni had always been small; the smallest kid in his class. To get anywhere he learned to be aggressive. He'd picked out Connie to dance with precisely because she was a big woman. It was his way of proving that he was a man; proving it to himself, to his friends; to on-lookers that even a woman as big as Connie wasn't too much for him. He was twenty-two years old.

When Giovanni joined Constance on the bed; he didn't hesitate. He kissed her on the mouth and his hands were all over her massive tits. Unlike what happened when she was young, Constance let him. In fact, "Giovanni, you did say you wanted me to take off my top, didn't you?"

He reached behind her neck and untied her halter. "Oh, you've done this before," she laughed as she took the halter completely off.

"Lots of times, but those were girls, with girl titties, not a woman with beautiful woman titties." He took one tit in his hand and guided it to his mouth.

"They're beautiful, Constance," he said as his lips found a nipple. Like Fran, Constance was fifty-three and no man had done to her what young Giovanni was doing.

She sighed. Giovanni's touch: the touch of his lips and tongue was like nothing ever before. She held him close to her. "Yes, kiss them. Make me feel like a woman, Giovanni."

She let him go on, but it didn't take long to realize sucking on her tits was not going to make her make the sounds she heard Fran making.

She reached for his belt. It must be what a man has in here that caused Fran to make all that noise.

"Oh, so Constance wants my cock, does she?"

Before she could answer, Giovanni stood up and dropped his pants and his underwear and was standing in front of her almost naked. When he pulled his tee shirt over his head. He was naked.

Constance had never seen anything like it. She stared.

It would be fair to say that Giovanni was built disproportionally. Once girls heard about him, they wanted to see for themselves. He was a novelty. When they ended up in bed, "Giovanni, it's too big; it hurts."

Some of these women tried to use their hands or their mouth. Others just got dressed and left.

There was one woman; a tall wide woman who took his cock in her pussy and fucked it. For Giovani it was the best fuck he'd had.

He concluded big girl, big pussy. That was another reason why when he saw Constance, he was certain she was the one.

Of course that wasn't true, but Giovanni didn't know that, and Connie didn't know anything. "Giovanni, I never knew that it got that big." She was mesmerized.

"Wait until you get it hard." He came back into her arms.

While he sucked on her tits, Constance was exploring Giovanni's cock in the same way Fran explored Giorgio's. Like Fran, this was all new to her.

It must be natural to stroke a hard cock, which Giovanni's almost instantly was. "Miss Connie, you have the loveliest titties, but . . ." He slid his hand under her skirt.

"Ummmm, Giovanni," she grabbed his arm; his hand was at mid-thigh, "I have a confession to make, I've never gone this far with a man."

Giovanni was ecstatic. Ecstatic because Constance called him a man. "I'll take it slow, but signora, a man isn't content with just your beautiful titties." She'd loosened the grip on his arm; and his hand found her panties.

Unconsciously, she spread her legs wider. "I'm a little nervous, but Giovanni by morning, I hope I'm not a virgin anymore. Here let me do this." Constance Turpin stood up, took off her skirt and then her panties.

"You are beautiful. Thank you for giving me your lovely body."

No one had ever called her beautiful. Of course, no one had seen her like Giovanni was seeing her. She was blushing; anxious to get under the blankets.

She started to get back in bed. "Giovanni, I don't know what to do. Please help me."

On those rare occasions when a girl was willing to use her mouth, it made him feel so superior. Looking down at her, he felt so dominant. Something that didn't happen in his everyday life.

Now, he had this much older woman; a big, big woman and he had the chance to show his superiority. He scooted to the edge of the bed; his short legs hanging towards the floor. His cock standing up.

"The first thing you should do, signora, is learn to please a man's cock with your mouth. You'll find that you'll be more comfortable on your knees."

She looked at him, "are you sure?"

He nodded.

Naïve, maybe. Desperate, absolutely. She'd come to this island for one purpose; she'd invited Giovanni to her room for one purpose. If pleasing a man with her mouth was part of it; so be it. She hoped she was pleasing him. His hardness told her that she was.

At first, Constance just kissed it: his now exposed cockhead, his long thick shaft and . . . "Giovanni, I never knew they were actually balls." She kissed his sack all over.

"Constance, you're doing fine. Now kiss my cock all over, using your tongue."

Fifteen minutes later, "slip your lips over my cock and slowly take it in your mouth. Not too much, you don't want to choke."

A little later, "in and out, in and out." Giovanni was holding her head in his hands and slowly rocking her head back and forth. "Like that, signora. Try to take a little more."

It was the most amazing thing. She was certain that what she was doing made Giovanni's cock harder. She wasn't making the noises her friend Fran made, but she was humming as she took his cock in and out of her mouth. "Hmmmmmmmm, hmmmmmmmm, hmmmmmmmm, hmmmmmmm." It was involuntary and just seemed natural.

Because she was so big, even unintentionally Constance had been the dominate one in any group. Now, she felt so small as Giovanni sat on the edge of the bed, above her. It was something new; she liked the feeling of subservience as she knelt below him.

Of course, he was her first. She didn't know if he had a big cock or not. Constance had the sense that to please him with her mouth, she had to be able to take all of it. She tried and tried. Giovanni encouraged her, "signora, you are so good to my cock. Just a little more." Constance loved it.

For him, he felt so dominate. Looking down on her, telling her how he liked it and how she could please his cock. He was ordering her, but he hoped they didn't sound like orders. He liked it that she followed those ‘orders.'

There's a school of psychology that believes that your first sexual experience dictates all future sexual experiences. It's just a theory, but Constance Turpin became a practitioner of oral sex.

Here on Sierra, with Giovanni, she came up for air and he encouraged her to get on the bed on her back. It may have looked funny from afar as he mounted her. His big cock had a mind of its own. It pushed in. It was painful. He didn't stop. No, it wasn't true: big girl, big pussy.

She didn't mind the pain. It wasn't all that bad.

Once in, he moved rapidly in and out; much more rapidly than her mouth had when she took his cock. Faster and faster until he finished and fell on top of her. He snuggled against those massive tits.

They lay there trying to catch their breath.

For Constance, yes, she'd lost her virginity. It wasn't as romantic as she thought it was supposed to be. She didn't make the noises her friend Fran made. The noises she made were noises indicating she was in pain.

However, it was that pain and the joy of Giovanni's cock in her mouth that convinced her subconsciously to prefer oral sex.

He was twenty-two years old. Two hours later, Giovanni was ready for more. "Giovanni, why don't you let me try it in my mouth again?"

"Okay, signora, but you will find it easier if you're on your knees on the floor."

That wasn't true, but Giovanni wanted that feeling of dominance over big Constance again. She was willing; willing to let this boy show his dominance over her. "I'd like that. Thank you, Giovanni."

Of course, it was going to take a long time this second time. That didn't bother Constance; she didn't know any better. Besides, she loved the feeling of his hardness in her mouth.

"Constance, I am so close. Keep going."

She had no idea what Giovanni meant. All she knew was that more than half his cock was in her mouth. She hoped he was pleased. She certainly was; her pussy was leaking down her thighs.

Now, against her lips, she felt him throbbing; then spurting. Then there was the warmth of his manliness in her mouth, followed by the most wonderful taste. "That's it, signora, swallow it all."

"Hmmmmmm, hmmmmmm, hmmmmmmmm." For Constance, it was the most exhilarating feeling.

A while later, she insisted that he rest using those majestic tits as pillows. She held him like that as they fell asleep. "Thank you, Giovani. I'd like your cock again in the morning."

As it turned out, Connie couldn't wait until morning; she woke him up in the middle of the night for more: more cocksucking.

She awoke to the sounds of her friend Fran next door. She could hear her bed squeaking and "oh Giorgio, oh Giorgio. Keep fucking me. Keep fucking me."

Giovanni woke up and smiled. "It sounds like your friend is having a good time."

"Not as good a time as I had," she kissed him on the mouth. "How about if I get us a cup of coffee, and then I continue where I left off?"

"How can any man say no to your wonderful mouth?"

Constance put on a robe and went down to the kitchen where Gladys and Nurse Alicia were already there. "Connie, do you have a man in your room?"

"Were we that loud?"

"No, no," said Alicia. "You must have done a lot of kissing; your lipstick is a mess."

Constance could not have turned any redder.

They, in fact, had no idea what she'd done. What she'd done for hours last night.

When she went back upstairs, she spent much of the morning on her knees. Giovanni was twenty-two; he stayed hard most of the morning.

Alicia said to Gladys, "that settles it; I don't care what it takes, I'm going to have a man in my bed tonight and hopefully tomorrow morning."

"Me, too."

TO BE CONTINUED

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