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Readers Letters

WELL COVERED REARS!
I am sure your Members would be interested in hearing about my experiences with Helga, a German servant and maid of about 18 years of age who possessed the most beautiful pair of enormous rounded buttocks and heavy tits, whom my Father employed in Germany just after the war, rendering help where needed as a Church Minister. My Mother was away most days engaged in welfare work with children as a Matron. I attended an English School and if I do say so I was a nice looking young teenager with a good physique 'in the right places' and as randy as they come. Excuse the pun.
My Father was quite strict and assertive. Mother never answered him back. Helga had her own room at the very top of our very large three storey house. Her dress size was probably 24/26, she was 5'7" tall with very long fair hair. I can remember her having trim ankles, long piano fingers with a very pretty face. Her English was better than my German and she giggled and smiled a lot. My Father said she wasn't the brightest in the World and he was always shouting and telling her off for breaking crockery and forgetting to do things. I soon found out that Father had a very good reason for keeping her on.
There was always a good supply of hot porn photos going around our school in those days, us young lads would pass them round mostly in the outside toilets, all with hard-ons, and we'd wank like mad. Occasionally getting a helping hand from a class mate, which felt better than your own. Mine was always envied. It was the Biggest! Lots of the porn showed buxom women with big arses and tits enjoying all kinds of naughty fun and games with fellows with huge cocks.
Thank God women didn't wear trousers in those days as I was often confronted by Helga's huge bum swaying in front of me as she knelt cleaning the many stairs in the house, her thin summer dress stretched tightly across her large bum cheeks. The best view was when I was right at the bottom of these stairs and Helga was at the top. Her beautiful naked smooth white strong thighs were on view for all to see, even her knickers, which I had enjoyed seeing on the washing line, silky pink, white and cream ones if I recall correctly. They had to be large ones to cover her magnificent rump. My prick would stand up hard, like a 'jack in the box' and I would need to limp to my room to masturbate. I would never miss an opportunity to watch Helga clean the stairs!. In fact I was really quite shy at that age and would have given anything to have been able to stand close behind her and to have felt and caressed that huge arse. Helga always gave me encouraging smiles and sexy looks, she seemed very aware of my lustful young eyes on her when she was on the stairs and would push out her buttocks towards me and deliberately sway them from side to side Then look over her shoulder at me and giggle.
Coming home from School one afternoon, I heard my Father's loud voice, and looking through the top window on the Study door, where he worked, witnessed Helga being disciplined and chastised, after many harsh words in German making
Helga cry.. she was made to bend over the back of Father's large chair, her dress was pushed up high on her back and still telling her off, Father brought his hand down hard on her bottom, she yelled but he kept on smacking her huge arse, her legs were long and shapely her thighs firm and strong. My erection was hurting as I watched Farther pull her thin silky knickers down to her ankles, a word again in German from father, Helga took one foot out of them. The first sight of Helga's naked buttocks was something I had fantasised about but never thought I would see. More words in German followed and Helga obeyed by pushing her arse out towards Father. The chastisement seemed to go on for ages, she was begging him to stop. Her cries and shouts were getting louder, her buttocks were glowing a lovely pink.
I was to witness another sight I had only seen on the photos at school' Perhaps his hand was hurting, but Father stopped spanking her and turned Helga to face him, he cuddled her, using soft kind words as you would if you had been chastising a child. He undid the front of her dress, put his hands under her arms and undid her bra, lifting her huge tits out in each hand. They were bigger than a child's head, she seemed to know exactly what Father wanted, had obviously done this many times before. She knelt down before him, her enormous heavy breasts hanging down. Father looked down on her, his fingers playing with her erect nipples as she unbuttoned his trousers. Helga's long hair fell each side of her tits and she soon had his manhood in her hands': She was smiling and giggling now, and I'm not surprised, she was very excited by this thick throbbing shaft she had awakened in his trousers. I could now see who I took after penis-wise as father had a beauty, thick and long sporting a fat circumcised head.
I watched as Helga positioned Father's throbbing member between her massive breasts until all I could see was it's head under her chin. She rolled her tits around squashing it like a sandwich, what we called at school, "Spanish bagpipes" I can recall coming my load at this sight and quickly left my viewing position before anyone was the wiser.
That was only the beginning of my experiences with the big beautiful Helga. Father was not the only one in our household to enjoy her charms. I fantasised about how it would feel to have my' cock between her breasts and I was to find out very soon I couldn't resist the urge to take the most appealing pair of her knickers from her washing line and I would wank into them. It's a wonder I didn't go blind!! I would return them the next day when nobody was about, very soiled and sticky with sometimes 3 or more cums in them. She soon realised what I was doing. My cover was blown one morning when I was late for school and left these knickers under my pillow. When I realised what I had done I made an excuse that I wasn't well and rushed home to remove them before there were found. Too late!. Helga was much more attentive to me, grinning and smiling and as she passed me the next day she whispered, "Naughty Boy, I have something for you, you will like" and gave a little giggle. Would she tell my parents I thought? I need not have worried, that night under my pillow I found a beautiful pair of Helga's silky pink knickers and she had left a note with them - just with three kisses on it
By F C. K63215 to be continued