Summer Outdoor Pool Encounter: Handjob from a Busty Woman I Met

I'm Yuuichi, a single salaryman in my mid-30s.

On a summer afternoon, I was at the local small public pool.

For me, an amateur swimming enthusiast who occasionally comes to relieve work stress, this was the perfect spot.

Under the scorching sun burning my skin, the water surface sparkled, and children's laughter echoed around.

Sitting by the poolside, catching my breath, I looked around.

There were mostly families, giving it a quiet vibe.

Then, shifting my gaze, I noticed a woman sunbathing at the edge of the pool.

Her name was Ayame—I learned that later—and she was apparently a freelance event coordinator in her late twenties.

Her swimsuit was just insane.

The black bikini top was barely holding up her huge breasts.

No, it wasn't just holding them; her overflowing, massive tits created a deep cleavage that jiggled with every breath.

They had to be at least H-cups in volume, with smooth, glossy pale skin glistening under the sun, slightly sweaty.

(Wow, seeing tits this big in person for the first time in my life...

Standing out this much poolside is against the rules.)

I couldn't help but stare.

She was wearing sunglasses and reading a book, but she suddenly looked up and met my eyes.

My heart skipped a beat the moment our gazes locked.

Ayame gave a light wave.

I quickly looked away in panic, but it was too late.

She stood up and walked over along the poolside.

Her breasts jiggled with each step, the swimsuit fabric clinging tightly, outlining their shape perfectly.

Up close, they were so full that the edges of her areolas almost peeked out.

"Hey, hi. Are you here swimming alone?"

Ayame's voice was bright, and her smile was adorable.

She had a youthful face, her hair tied back in a ponytail.

My throat went dry, and I stammered.

"Uh, y-yeah. That's right. I'm Yuuichi."

"I'm Ayame. I work events and it's busy, but in summer I like to refresh at the pool.

Want to swim together? It could be fun."

I nodded immediately at her suggestion.

(This is my chance...

Talking to a woman with tits like that—it's like a dream.)

We got into the pool and tried swimming freestyle together.

The water felt cool and refreshing, but my eyes were glued to Ayame's chest.

With each stroke, her breasts floated up from the swimsuit, reflecting in the rippling water.

They looked so soft, bouncing against gravity.

Ayame was skilled, faster than me.

She'd glance back while I chased her laughing, teasing, "Faster!"

Water splashed on my face, the chlorine scent stinging my nose.

The mix of sweat and water, combined with the summer heat, made my head spin.

Tired from swimming, we returned to the poolside.

Ayame dried off with her towel and sat next to me.

Her breasts moved plushly under the towel, brushing my arm slightly.

The soft sensation felt like an electric shock.

"Yuuichi, you're a good swimmer.

But you've been staring at my chest the whole time, haven't you?"

Ayame grinned mischievously.

My face heated up, and I denied it hastily.

"N-no, I didn't mean to..."

"It's fine, I'm used to it.

These things stand out.

They're H-cups, actually."

She said it casually, lifting her bikini top a bit to show off.

The deep cleavage had sweat droplets trickling down.

(H-cups... the real deal.

What would they feel like to touch? Soft and warm, my fingers sinking in...)

My crotch suddenly grew hot.

I could feel my cock hardening under my swimsuit.

Ayame noticed and giggled softly.

"Let's play in a quieter spot by the pool.

That shady area over there looks hidden and cool."

She pointed to a small shadowed spot by the fence at the pool's edge.

It was out of sight, surrounded by trees.

My mind went blank with excitement, and I nodded eagerly.

In the shade, a breeze made it refreshing.

Ayame spread her towel on the ground and sat down.

I sat beside her.

We were so close, her body heat radiating to me.

The scent of her breasts—shampoo mixed with sweet sweat—tickled my nose.

"Yuuichi, you seem tense.

Relax."

Ayame placed her hand on my shoulder and pulled me closer.

Suddenly, her massive breasts pressed against my chest.

The soft, squishy sensation hit me directly through my T-shirt.

The thin swimsuit fabric let me feel the slight hardness of her nipples.

(Wow, they're huge...

Her tits are enveloping my body.

This isn't a dream, right?)

My breathing grew ragged, and my cock was fully erect.

It strained painfully inside my swimsuit.

Ayame narrowed her eyes at my reaction.

"Hehe, you're excited, huh.

I like this kind of thing.

Want to touch?"

She took my hand and guided it to her breast.

My fingers sank into the H-cup mound.

It was soft, warm, and heavy.

As I squeezed, flesh overflowed between my fingers.

The weight of her breast filled my palm solidly.

"Mmm... gently."

Ayame's voice turned sweet.

I couldn't hold back and gripped harder.

I shifted her swimsuit aside to touch directly.

Her skin was smooth, slightly damp with sweat.

Her nipples were pink and erect.

I pinched one and rolled it between my fingers.

(Her nipple's so hard...

Harder than my cock, maybe.)

Ayame let out a small moan and reached for my crotch.

She pulled aside my swimsuit, exposing my cock.

It was red and swollen, precum dripping from the tip.

Veins bulged, throbbing visibly.

"Wow, it's big...

But twitching like that. Cute."

Ayame laughed as she gripped it.

Her hand was warm and soft.

She started stroking slowly.

Her thumb circled the head, making my hips buck.

(Ah, this is intense...

A handjob feels this good?

With her tits too, it's driving me crazy.)

Ayame pressed my face into her cleavage.

My nose buried in the valley, barely able to breathe.

The warm, sweet scent filled my senses.

I took a nipple into my mouth and sucked greedily.

As I swirled my tongue, her body trembled.

Her hand sped up.

She gripped the base firmly and pumped vigorously up and down.

The foreskin peeled back, rubbing the sensitive spot.

"Yuuichi, does it feel good?

My hand's all slippery, right?"

Precum coated her fingers, making wet, squelching sounds.

I couldn't hold out and thrust my hips.

Her breasts cushioned against my face like soft pillows.

(More, harder...

I want to cum drowning in her tits.)

Ayame whispered in my ear.

"Go ahead and cum.

Looking at my huge breasts, let it all out."

Those words pushed me over the edge.

The tip heated up, pulsing wildly.

Semen erupted, splattering her hand.

White ropes shot out in bursts.

There was so much it dripped between her fingers.

During the orgasm, my cock spasmed, pleasure surging through my body.

It felt like it was being wrung from deep inside, my knees shaking.

(I came... so much.

All because of those H-cups... I'll never forget this.)

Ayame laughed and wiped her hand.

"Hehe, what a load.

Did it feel good?"

I was out of breath and could only nod.

After that, we went back to the pool and swam normally, but my mind was filled with Ayame's breasts and the handjob sensation.

We exchanged contacts before parting, but that day ended there.

Back home, I jerked off multiple times in bed, reliving it.

The softness of her massive breasts, the warmth of her hand, the trembling release.

Even now, just thinking of that summer poolside makes my cock react.

It was the most fantasy-like experience of my life.