An Older....(mature)

The wind whispered softly, gliding over the quiet street and flicking the edge of the girl's skirt.

Steve's gaze followed it, locked—not consciously, not intentionally—but captivated all the same. His eyes drifted, and he found himself staring at the most mouthwatering sight: round, bouncy, perfectly sculpted cheeks hugged in the gentle caress of soft pink lace. They bounced ever so subtly with each step she took, making his throat go dry.

'Damn... that's criminal.' he thought, eyes slightly wide, lips parting.

'How does a girl walk around with those beauties and not cause accidents?'

But then his mind shifted, confusion clouding his lustful haze.

'Wait... who the hell is she?'

The girl turned, and in that instant, something clicked. Her eyes lit up as she squeezed her hug on him, her cheeks puffed with excitement, and before he could move—

"Stevian!" she shouted, flinging her arms around his shoulders.

"Stevian! My-My! You've been gone for so long! I missed you so much!"

She squeezed him tighter, chest pressed firmly against his, her soft body molding into his with unrestrained excitement. Her arms locked behind his back, and she nestled into him with all the warmth and force of someone who'd waited years.

He winced.

Her hug had started sweet, but now his waist felt crushed. His ribs ached.

"Stop... stop... I can't... I can barely breathe," he muttered, his voice hoarse.

She froze, instantly pulling back. The car behind her skidded slightly to a stop as she steadied herself, still holding him. Her wide eyes flicked up to his.

"Oh my gosh—did I hurt you?" she whispered, eyes trembling, lips drawn into a tight frown. Her voice shrunk, and her expression twisted with guilt.

Her eyes, shiny and glimmering with moisture, looked like they might spill over at any second. Her brows knit, and she stared at him, clearly hurt by the thought that she might've caused him pain.

Steve's body jerked upright, one hand raised, waving quickly in front of him to dismiss her worry.

"No, no..." he said, a forced laugh curling at the edge of his lips.

"Nothing like that. You just held me... a little too tight."

Not like he didn't like it anyway.

She nodded slowly, eyes lowering, her fingers fidgeting with each other.

But even as he spoke, his eyes couldn't help but flick down.

And there they were.

Full. Round. Perfectly shaped. Her breasts rose high and proud beneath the snug embrace of her top, lush and pillowy, like ripe fruit begging to be tasted. A tantalizing sliver of cleavage peeked out, framed just enough to seduce the gaze—and his eyes, helpless, lingered, drinking her in.

'God... they're huge.' he thought.

'How did I not notice that before?'

He stared, perhaps a moment too long.

And she noticed.

Her gaze dropped, following the trail of his eyes—right to her chest. Her cheeks turned pink, then a little redder. A small, knowing smile crept across her lips.

"Stevian..." she said with a playful smirk, voice curling like honey.

"...you dirty boy."

Her hand rose and she gave him a little tap on the shoulder. Or so it seemed.

Except—

The second her hand touched him, a powerful force blasted through his body. His feet left the ground. His limbs flailed.

POOF!

Steve went flying backward, soaring like a tossed ragdoll, crashing across the street, his back slamming into the outer wall of the nearest house. A puff of dust followed the impact.

"Ugh!" he grunted, body slumping forward as a jolt of pain sparked through his spine. He coughed, his chest heaving.

'What the hell?!' he thought, his head spinning.

Before he could regain his breath, she rushed to him, eyes wide and panicked.

"Oh my God! I'm so sorry!" she cried. She dropped to her knees beside him, hands flitting uselessly over his arms.

"Did I hurt you?!"

But Steve's mind wasn't on the pain.

His eyes blinked, confusion riddling his thoughts.

'Did she just send me flying...? Did... was I pushed by a damn truck? No. No, I'm sure she just tapped me...' He sat up slightly.

'So why the hell did I fly like that?'

His gaze flicked to her again. She was kneeling, face full of worry, her plump chest heaving up and down, her hair slightly disheveled.

She looked... normal. Soft. Succulent. Curvy and busty. Not even the slightest hint of muscle.

'There's not a single line of muscle in her.' he thought, stunned.

'So how the hell... did she do that?'

Before he could make sense of it, the door to the house creaked open beside him.

Another woman stepped out.

She was tall, with calm eyes, her long tassel-like braids swaying over her shoulders. Her outfit was plain, casual. But the way it hugged her full figure left little to the imagination.

Her bust was generous—maybe even larger than the first girl's—and her hips swayed subtly as she walked, sensual without effort.

Steve's eyes locked on her. His thoughts momentarily fried.

She turned to them, her eyes shifting between the two.

"Big sis!" the first girl cried. She rushed over, gripping the woman's hand.

The woman looked down at her with a blank stare, then sighed.

"I told you, Fiona." she said, her tone soft but sharp,

"we're just cousins. There's no reason for you to call me big sis."

"But you're older than both of us!" the girl protested, puffing her cheeks.

"And you live here. You're the big sis of the house!"

The woman didn't reply.

The girl pouted harder.

"And you're pretty hot, so I think it's pretty valid..." she continued.

The woman finally smiled, faintly.

"...Tonya." she added.

Her gaze turned to Stevian.

"Looks like you two had fun with each other. Any broken bones today?"

Steve blinked.

His gaze had shifted to her chest again. The way her shirt clung to those large, soft mounds... the slight bounce with each movement... it was too much.

But it wasn't lust that filled him this time.

It was something else.

He stared, wide-eyed, dumbfounded.

'I... I... I'm the luckiest guy alive!...' he thought.

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