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Skinny dipping with my younger step-sister – 1

In the summer of 1981 when I was 16, I stayed with my dad, his 2nd wife and my 12yo step-sister, Sarah, for two weeks. Since my dad and step-mom worked, they asked me to keep an eye on Sarah. That wasn’t hard at all since she had changed a LOT since the last time I saw her six months before. Even though she was 12, she had already started to develop a very nice body. Her mom had a terrific build with huge boobs so I wasn’t surprised that Sarah had started along that same road early. She also had the cutest smile that showed off her new braces.
I had known Sarah since she was 7 and we got along pretty good. We’d watch movies and swim in the pool most of the time. Watching her run around in a wet bikini was driving me crazy though. A few times she’d climb out on the ladder and the bikini bottoms would slide down giving me a nice look at the top half of her cute little ass before she’d quickly pull it back up. I had to put a towel over my lap a few times to hide a developing hard-on. It didn’t help that her white swimsuit was made of thin material and slightly see through. I could see her nipples and even her patch of dark pubes. She’d walk over to me to talk after climbing out and it was so difficult not staring right at her transparent bikini.
Then one day something amazing happened. She did a high bounce dive off the board and when she hit the water her bikini top popped off. She came to the surface all embarrassed with her arms around her boobs telling me not to look. I was so tempted but I turned around the other way. I heard her swim to her floating top and then she started getting upset saying her top was broken. I asked what had happened and she said one of the straps had snapped right off and she couldn’t wear it. GREAT! I thought. I told her to just go inside and get another one. She said this was her only one because she had outgrown her other swimsuits. Then she said her mom always got home too late every day to take her to the department store for a new one which meant she couldn’t swim again until the weekend. Jokingly, I said it’s too bad you can’t just skinny dip, and then I chuckled.
She was quiet a moment then asked if I was serious. I paused and then asked what she meant. She asked if I really meant she could skinny dip. I just shrugged and said it was her pool; she could do what she wants. And all of a sudden my heart was beating very fast thinking of her stark naked in the pool. She was quiet again and then she said she peeked outside one night a couple of weeks before and had seen her mom and my dad swimming naked. She had watched them for 30 minutes swimming and walking around naked and thought that it looked like fun. Now my heart was beating so hard my legs were shaking. And then she asked if I would skinny dip, too. I almost passed out. She said she’d feel weird if it was just she, but if I did it too, she’d be able to do it.
Once I managed to control my suddenly heavy breathing, I said sure, I could do it too. I did sound like fun. Then she told me to go first. I said sure, but could I turn around first? She said okay so I did. She was pressed up against the side of the pool so I couldn’t see her body, and her broken bikini top was lying on the ground. I asked if she really wanted me to swim, too, and she just nodded. I said okay. I reached for my swimsuit, my heart racing even faster than ever. In just a moment I was about to be naked in front of my 12yo stepsister.
And then I paused as a thought occurred to me. Sarah had a knack for playing practical jokes. I suddenly wondered if she was doing this just to get me to drop my pants, and then laugh and back out of it. To be honest, that didn’t really bother me because I’d be more than happy to show off my body to her, but I really wanted to see her naked, too. And I mean REALLY wanted to see her naked. She asked why I was taking so long and I looked at her. Damn she looked so cute….and hot! I told her I thought she might be playing a joke on me just to get me naked and then not do it, too. She looked at me innocently and promised she wasn’t.
Then I told her that she had to pull off her bikini bottoms first and toss them on the side of the pool. She hesitated and said that she wanted me to go first so that she’d have the guts to do it, too. I said that if she took her bottoms off, I still couldn’t see her. Then I’d strip and she could see me first. That way, I’d know she wasn’t just kidding around. She hesitated again. Then she finally said she’d do it. I almost jumped up and yelled, “YES!” She slowly bent down and removed her bikini bottoms under the water. I wanted so bad to leap in and get a good look at that tight little body of her’s, but didn’t. I was hoping that I’d soon be able to anyway.
She lifted her wet little bikini bottoms out of the water, tossed them on the ground and said “There. Now it’s your turn.” I looked at the bottoms and wondered if she’d get upset if I put them in my mouth and chewed on them. Probably. I looked at her and knew that the time had come. I asked if she had ever seen a guy naked before. She smiled shyly and said that Rick Newly had showed her his thing when they were eight, but no one else. I smiled and said “Well, you’re about to, so get ready”. Her eyes were glue t me as I suddenly shoved down my swimsuit and kicked it off. I stood there stark naked as she stared at me. Her eyes were wide open. Not just because I was naked, but because I had a full blown boner. All the excitement and anticipation had gotten me so worked up my dick was at full mast.
“You have an erection?” she asked, amazed. I said yes because being naked made me excited. She stared at it some more and I made it bounce by flexing my ground muscles. She squealed at that. Then I said it was her turn to show me. I wanted her to swim to the shallow end and walk out of the pool so I could get a full look at her. Her face turned bright red and I thought for a moment that she actually would back out. But to my absolute delight, she said all right. She swam along the side to the stairs in the shallow edge and stopped. She asked if I was ready, and I said she had no idea how ready I was.
And then she stood up and slowly walked out of the pool.
End of Part 1

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the lovely neighbor

this is a story about the neighbor i fell in love with if you are looking for a quick jack off please look else were..as always comment and criticism are needed

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Christmas Break Part1

This was Christmas Break last year, and since then My family has only gotten closer. But if you want more you’ll have to give this a good rating 😉

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The Treehouse

I stared out of my bedroom window toward the large tree that stood in the middle of my backyard. It was higher than the house and was, at the moment, dressed with red and yellow leaves that were just starting to litter the grass. In the tree was a large wooden tree house. My twin brother and I built it when we were ten years old with the help of an older cousin. I thought it would be used often but since its three years of being in that tree it wasn’t used too much aside from being the perfect hiding spot for hide-and-seek or a tower to throw snowballs at passersby in the winter.
The more I stared at the tree house the more I wanted to be in it for some reason. So, I stopped working on the homework I was supposed to finished and walked out the bedroom door to the downstairs. I saw my mother sitting on the couch and my sister was right next to her. I went through the kitchen and out the back door right to the tree. I looked up and started climbing a rope ladder. Once I reached the top I had to boost myself up and climb in. I looked around.
There wasn’t much to see. There were a few plastic crates that were used to sit on and some sheets of paper cluttered the floor. There was a battery powered amp hanging from the ceiling and “curtains” made out of torn up shirts covered the two small cut out windows on both each wall. I started shivering from the wind that started blowing. I was about to climb down the ladder when I saw my brother climbing up.
“Hey,” he said, “what are you doing up here?”
“Nothing,” I told him. “I just wanted to look around in here. I was getting bored in the house.”
“Yeah, there’s nothing to do,” he said as he took a seat against one of the walls.
I started walking around to inspect the tree house more when I heard laughing. My brother and I looked out one of the little windows and saw a girl and a boy walking down the side walk. (The tree house had a good view of the alley in the back and the street next to the side of the house). I saw the girl turn her head and recognized her immediately.
“Hey Mario,” I said as I nudged him, “isn’t that Ivet?”
“Yeah I think it is,” he replied. He squinted his eyes to get a better look at her. “I don’t know who the guy is though.”
“I think that’s her boyfriend,” I told him. “I’m not too sure though.”
“Well he’s lucky. Do you know how many guys would like a chance to go out with Ivet? She is so hot.”
“Yeah I know what you mean.” I said. “Her boyfriend is pretty cute though so I guess they make a good match”
“Did you just say her boyfriend was cute?” Mario said as he turned his head to look at me.
“Well, um, I meant he is good looking. You know what I meant.”
“You are so gay,” laughed my brother. “You think her boyfriend is hot ha-ha.”
“Shut up!” I yelled. “I didn’t say that!”
“But you were thinking it right?”
“No.” I began blushing.
“Holy shit,” said my brother, stopping his laughing. “You really are gay aren’t you?”
“Sometimes I just think guys look cute,” I said.
“Do you jerk off about them?”
“What?”
“Do you jerk off about them?”
“I don’t know what that is.”
“No way!” My brother looked very surprised. “How can you not know what jerking off is? Almost every guy does it.”
“Do you?” I asked.
“Of course!”
“Can you show me what it is then?” I asked.
My brother was about to say something but stopped. I could tell he was thinking to himself and after a couple seconds he walked up to the window and closed the make-shift curtain. He did the same to the other side and put a crate over the ladder entrance.
“Yeah I can show you,” he said, “but you can’t tell anyone. I don’t want people to think I’m gay or anything.”
“Fine,” I said.
Mario started by telling me we had to take our clothes off in order to be comfortable while doing it. He pulled off his sweatshirt and pulled his shirt off too and threw them on the floor. I did the same. Then we sat down and pulled our socks and shoes off and pulled down our jeans. Now we were only standing in our underwear. When I looked at my brother I could see our bodies were identical. Even for twins. We were both soccer players and that lead to us having really strong and firm legs. Our chests were pretty strong too and we both had visible abdominal muscles poking from our stomach. We both had smooth bodies too, but when we pulled our underwear down that was obviously not totally true. Around our dicks we both had a patch of black hair the same color, but not as straight, as the hair on our heads.
“What do we do now?” I asked. I had my arms folding because some wind was getting through the cracks of the tree house and making my nipples hard and body shiver.
“Start stroking yourself,” Mario ordered.
I used my thumb and one of my fingers to starts stroking my dick. It was really soft and was going to be difficult to get hard with the wind constantly traveling along my body. After a minute or so I felt it getting harder and saw it getting longer. When I peaked over to look at Mario he was doing the same. When we were finally at our full 5” my brother told me to ‘think of something that gets you really horny and keep stroking’. I laid down on the floor and did what he said.
I closed my eyes and started thinking about my friend Kevin. We were soccer teammates and often I would stare at him when we took our shower after practices and games. I couldn’t help but looking at him. He was Mexican like Mario and me but he had a darker tan. I would always watch as he rubbed soap on his smooth chest and moved it down over his stomach that was riddled with rows of muscle. He would take more soap and lather it on muscular thighs and then begin rubbing his balls and uncut dick. I started shuttering while still stroking and thought about him beginning to rub his butt. That was my favorite part. His butt poked out like a girl’s did but it was tight and creased on the side of each butt cheek. He would move one of his fingers into the crack and spread his cheeks a bit to make sure he cleaned himself thoroughly.
“Ah,” I groaned. I kept stroking and kept rocking my hips. My stomach started caving in and I felt an intensity travel from my balls to my dick and felt pressure that I had to push out. I opened my eyes and saw white cum squirting out right onto my stomach. I started breathing heavily and kept watching as the white substance kept dribbling out. I looked over at Mario and saw him kneeling next to me.
“Wow,” he said. “That looked intense.”
“Did the same happen to you?” I asked as I caught my breath.
“No, I didn’t even stroke cause I saw you shaking and moving your body and I couldn’t stop looking. It was really hot.”
I chuckled when I heard him say that I sat up. I grabbed one of the papers on the floor and started wiping the cum from my body.
“I do have an idea though,” he said.
“What is it,” I asked.
“Well, um, instead of, um, me stroking and you just watching, um, you could, like, suck me off?”
“Huh?”
“Well you’re gay anyway so maybe this could be good practice for you, right?”
He stood up and held his dick in front of me in an inviting manner. Honestly, I couldn’t resist. I wanted to try it out. I got onto my knees and put his dick into my mouth. I rested my hands on his bony love handles and started moving my head up and down. I thought about it licking it like I would Bomb Pops, my favorite Popsicle, although his dick wasn’t nearly that big. I started swirling my tongue on all sides of his shaft and kept moving my head back and forth. I made sure to keep my teeth hidden behind my lips to make sure I wouldn’t scrape him.
“Mm,” he started to moan. I felt him rest his hands on the top of my head.
I moved my head and faster and started literally sucking on his meat. The slurping sound seemed to turn him on more because he started rocking his hips faster and faster. I moved my hands from his love handles to his butt and squeezed it as I forced his dick deeper into my mouth. I could feel the head poking the back of my throat and I wanted to gag but was able to keep control. He clenched my hair and when I peered up with my eyes I saw him clench his teeth. I felt his dick throbbing in my mouth and all of a sudden I could taste the salty liquid that was now bursting out of his pee hole. I tried swallowing it but I didn’t like the taste and when I took him out of my mouth a got a spurt of it on my cheek. I tried swallowing what I could and spit out the remains onto the floor.
“Oh my God.”
I immediately looked up and my brother turned around. To my shock and my brother’s horror Marina’s, our 12 year old sister, head was poking through the ladder entrance and staring right at us. I immediately grabbed the clothes that were next to me and stuck them in front of my dick while Mario just kept his hands over his crotch.
“What are you doing here?!” he yelled.
“Marco, what were you doing?” Marina asked. “Why are you guys naked? Oh, gosh I got to go.” Her head disappeared from the entrance.
My brother and I only looked at each other.

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how i lost my virginity?

This is the true story of my ‘first time’ with one of most awesome guys i ever met.its also my first attempt at writing something like this so,constructive criticism is welcomed

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Amy’s Tits

Amy
I had known Amy for years, we had met at a convention in the mid-west. We were both there for work, and introduced by a mutual friend. Amy had a knock-out body. She was about 5′-7″ with a thin build, short cropped red hair, bright green eyes, but her most remarkable feature is her 34 DD breasts. She and I met year after year at the convention, but each year either she was dating someone or I was dating someone and we never managed to get together as anything more than friends.
We kept in contact online, but it had been nearly two years since I’d seen her when I decided to move. My job contract had expired, and the company decided not to renew the contract. I found myself approaching the end of my lease, with no immediate job and nothing keeping me in the area. When I started trying to find a place to move I asked around to all the friends I had online, and it was Amy that suggested that I move to Florida. I had been wanting to move somewhere warmer, and Florida sounded perfect.
Amy had been living down there with her boyfriend, a doctor, for a few years, but she had no other friends in the area. It only took me 4 weeks to get everything packed into a truck and like that I was living in Florida. The evening I arrived I met up with Amy and her boyfriend, we had dinner together and talked. Her boyfriend had finished med school a few years prior and was doing his residency at one of the local hospitals. Amy was ecstatic to have a friend in the area since her boyfriend was spending nearly one hundred hours a week at the hospital and she worked from home. Some of the most beautiful beaches in the United States were 10 minutes from their apartment and Amy rarely got to visit them.
It took me a short while to find a job, but I was only part time at first. I’d had enough money saved that I didn’t need to work full time, plus I was renting a small apartment that perfectly fit my needs, and was extraordinarily cheap. So when I wasn’t working I was hanging out with Amy, and occasionally her boyfriend. She showed me all the spots around town, and we went to all the beaches before finding our favorite places. Each time we went to the beach she wore bikinis, with a body like hers I couldn’t blame her, but I could never help but stare. I’m sure she caught me looking too, but she would always playfully brush it off.
One day Amy, her boyfriend, and I were at the beach enjoying the water and sunshine when her boyfriend got paged. He was on call with the hospital all weekend, and a page meant he might have to go in. A quick call confirmed that he was needed at the hospital. We rushed back to their apartment so he could shower the sand and sweat off, and then rush to the hospital. He would likely be gone for a few hours, so Amy and I were deciding what to do with our time. Her boyfriend rushed out of the shower, gave her a quick kiss goodbye, and was gone.
My hair had lightened considerably from all the trips to the beach and sun exposure, so Amy and I decided to add some color to balance it out. She wanted to dye her hair at the same time because her color had been fading for a while. We made a quick trip to the grocery store across the street, got what we needed, and then went back to her apartment. I had never colored my hair, but Amy was a pro. After taking my shirt off she draped a towel over my shoulders and began working on my hair. I sat there on the floor as she worked in the color, and then I had to spend ten minutes letting it set.
While we sat and waited we decided to start on her hair. She pulled her shirt off over her head surprising me, I thought for sure she would at least go into the other room and change into something else. Instead she sat down right in front of me wearing only her shorts and a sports bra which did little to contain her mounds of cleavage. I got an instant hard-on looking down, past her shoulders to the breasts neatly tucked into her bra. I could even see her nipples poking against the fabric of the bra, she must have been cold sitting in the air conditioning without a shirt on.
Following her instructions as best I could while shifting uncomfortably against a hard-on straining to free itself from my shorts I managed to get the color solution into her hair. The color in my hair had set long enough when Amy told me it needed to be rinsed out. I had no idea my hair needed to be rinsed, and I was confused how she planned to accomplish that. Amy and her boyfriend’s apartment was expensive, being right near the beach, but it was small. They had one small kitchen sink and an even smaller bathroom sink, I couldn’t see getting my hair rinsed in either sink. That left only the shower.
She ushered me into the bathroom, gave me the special shampoo and a towel, and pointed me at the shower. It was only a shower, no tub, with an opaque glass door meant for one person to shower at a time. As she stepped out of the bathroom I took my shorts and boxers off and climbed into the small shower. After the beach and hot weather the shower felt amazing. I was just getting through the first rinse of my hair when the bathroom door opened. I fought the soap in my eyes and looked over, it was Amy coming into the bathroom.
“I’ve had the color in for 10 minutes”, she said. “I have to rinse it out or else it’s going to ruin my hair and burn my scalp”. I explained to her that I wasn’t finished yet. “We just didn’t time applying the colors correctly, we’re going to have to both rinse at the same time”, she explained. I didn’t know what she had in mind, surely she wasn’t going to climb into the shower with me? She was dating someone! And I was in the same shower her boyfriend was in 30 minutes ago!
As if to answer my question I could see her remove her sports bra through the frosted glass of the shower door, and then drop her shorts to the floor. I was trying furiously to get the soap out of my eyes and hair so I could get out of the shower and give her the room, but before I could she opened the shower door. There she was in front of me, completely naked, her huge breasts hanging heavily from her chest. I could see the pale patches around her nipples where the bikinis had block her suntan.
I was stunned, I didn’t know what to say or do. Here I was standing naked in her shower with my raging hard-on coming back to life. She stepped quickly into the shower and closed the door. It was a tight squeeze in the shower, and her breasts were pushing into my back. That was all it took, my cock was now completely at attention, the feel of her breasts against me was too much to resist. She put her hands on my side and moved herself closer to the water and me toward the back of the shower. I was powerless to resist her, worried more about hiding my hard on from my friend and not staring at her chest.
She shoved her head under the water and I watched the water flow over her body, around her huge breasts, and down toward her pussy. As my eyes drifted downward I noticed that she had completely shaved her pussy, a small patch of pale skin where I’d only seen her bikini before. I stood there taking in the beauty of her body, watching her rinse her hair, soap suds washing over her skin. Once she had finished rinsing her hair she glanced down at my rock hard cock and smiled. I tried to stammer an apology but she cut me off. “I’ve seen how you look at my tits”, she said.
“I’ve never been with a woman that’s had tits as big as yours”, I said.
“You can feel them if you like”, I heard her say. I couldn’t believe it, but I wasn’t going to waste the opportunity and immediately reached up with both hands and started massaging her wet tits. She leaned back to give me more room which resulted in her back pressing against my chest and my cock sliding up against her ass crack, nestling neatly between her perfect ass cheeks. She began to wiggle her ass against my cock and the sensation, combined with the huge tits spilling out of my hands, was amazing. I moaned softly as I leaned in and kissed her neck. “Guys go crazy for my tits”, she said, “I’m glad you like them”.
She turned to face me and I lowered my mouth to her nipples, sucking them into my mouth and running my tongue around them. Her hand reached down and grabbed my cock, she jerked it a couple of times and I blew my load right there. She continued to pump my cock and I came hard, blowing all over her leg and the walls of the shower. I leaned back and she smiled at me before washing my semen off me and her. “I need to finish showering”, she said, “you better get back into the living room before my boyfriend comes home”.
That snapped me back to reality and I hurried out of the shower, put my clothes back on, and scurried back into the living room sitting on the floor in front of the sofa. It was another couple of minutes before she came out of the bathroom, wrapped in a towel, her short hair already starting to dry. She was heading toward the bedroom to get dressed when the phone rang, she answered and had a short conversation. “My boyfriend is going to be a while still at the hospital, he said you should probably just head home and we can hang out some other time”, she explained. As she moved across the room toward me I could see the front of the towel hanging open a bit, unable to close completely around her huge tits. I was able to get a peak of her shaved pussy through the crack in the towel.
She saw me looking and said, “Well, since we have time, you can do something for me”, and with that she dropped the towel exposing her naked body to me. Seeing her like this, her huge tits hanging before me, awoke my cock and I started to get hard again. She had moved up to me and gently pushed my head back so that it rested flat on the sofa. As she spread her legs, hovering her shaved, exposed pussy inches above my upturned face, she said, “I made you cum, now you make me cum, and if you do a good job I will let you play with my tits again”.
That was all the encouragement I needed. I reached up, grabbed her hips, and pulled her pussy down on my face. I started hungrily lapping at her cunt lips, parting them with my tongue, before working my way up to her clit. My tongue darted up and down, dancing over her clit with ease. From the position she was in, kneeling on the couch her pussy directly on my face, I could look up and see her two huge tits hanging above me, tempting me. Amy had her hands on her breasts, tweaking the nipples, pushing her tits together, massaging and kneading her tit flesh all as if to remind me what my prize was for making her cum. I started to move my hands up from her hips to her breasts, but she swatted at them and placed them squarely back on her hips. Looking down at me she scolded me, “No tits for you until I cum. Now… eat my pussy”.
I kept licking her clit, sucking it into my mouth and rolling it around on my tongue. I could feel her building to a climax which only drove me on. I shifted my tongue from massaging her clit to her pussy lips, and when I pushed my tongue up into her pussy as deep as I could she came hard. “Oh! Oohh! OH!”, she yelled as she bucked on my face, her pussy juice running down my cheeks and chin. I wiggled my tongue inside her pussy and she exclaimed, “Oh Fuck Yes! Fuck Yes!”
Amy’s orgasm must have lasted for a full minute before she started to come down, her moaning returning to a slower beat, but she hadn’t lifted her cunt off my face yet. So I shifted my hands from her hips to her tits, this time she didn’t stop me, and I stuck my tongue deep in her pussy again causing her to cum a second time, “Ah! Aahh! Aaahhh… fuck yes!”. As I rolled her nipples between my fingers, my tongue still working in her pussy, she reached down and grabbed a handful of my hair pulling my face hard into her pussy. She was looking down at me with pure lust on her face, “Tongue my pussy… tongue my pussy… fuck yes…”, she cooed at me. Her second orgasm was harder and longer than her first, and she didn’t let go of my hair until she’d finished cumming.
She rolled off of me and laid on her back spread across the couch. My cock was practically bursting out of my shorts at this point, a wet spot staining the front. I got up off the floor and Amy reached out and rubbed my cock through my shorts. “My boyfriend works all the time, so I never get to cum enough”, she said. “I usually have to do it myself, or use my toys”. She reached toward the end of the couch, sliding open the top drawer of the end table, and pulling a large, pink dildo out of the top drawer. “I keep them stashed all over the apartment” she explained. “You’ve never been with a woman with tits like mine?”, she asked as she bounced her tits with her hand.
I explained that I’d never been with a woman with more than a B cup, much less DD like hers. “So you’ve never tit fucked a woman either?”, she asked. I almost passed out, that had always been one of my fantasies, especially with a woman like Amy. Her tits were practically made for tit fucking. She reached out and took my shorts and boxers off, dropping them to the floor. Here I was standing over here naked body, eyes locked on her huge tits, with my hard cock sticking out over her. Amy had been sucking on the dildo, getting it slick with her mouth, and I thought I was going to cum right there watching her. She reached out and grabbed my cock and pulled me closer to her while using her other hand to slowly insert the dildo into her pussy. “Well if we’re going to tit fuck, we should do this right. Ughh… first, we have to get your cock wet enough to slide easily”. And with that she sucked my cock into her mouth, taking my whole shaft down to my balls, in one stroke.
Bracing myself against the wall I stood over her while she sucked on my cock. She had one hand holding the base of my cock and her other hand was furiously fucking her pussy with the dildo. Watching her sucking my cock, staring up into my eyes, all while dildo fucking her pussy was making me harder than I ever thought possible. A couple of times I got close to cumming, but she must have been able to sense this because she backed off her pace on my cock each time. After what seemed like forever she took my cock out of her mouth and said, “Ok. Move over me, put your cock between my tits”. I did as she directed, straddling her on the couch, and laid my moistened cock right between her huge tits.
She dropped the dildo out of her pussy, leaving it laying on the couch between her legs and took her hands and pushed each of her tits tight around my cock. It looked so easy, so effortless for her, to just massage her tits around my cock as she was, it was obvious that she’d done this a lot before. “Do you like that? Does it feel good?”, she asked me. I could only nod in response I was so lost in the feeling. “Fuck my tits with your cock. Rub your cock against my chest”, she ordered me. I started rocking back and forth and the feeling was amazing.
I was enjoying watching the tip of my cock slid through the top of her cleavage, the feeling of her tits rubbing against me, both of us couldn’t take our eyes off my cock sliding through her massive tits. She was intent on watching my cock sliding between her tits, her hands holding them tight, playing with her nipples. Having my hands free I reached one back, picked up the dildo, and slid it back into her pussy. “Ooohhh…”, she moaned loudly as I slipped it inside her. I had started concentrating on fucking her cunt with the large, pink dildo and had slowly my rhythmic fucking of her breasts, so she started moving her tits up and down against the length of my cock.
The combination of watching her play with her nipples and the incredible sensation of soft tit flesh against my hard cock was too much. I started to twitch as my climax came and she sat up slightly, moved her tits down my shaft, and took the head of my cock in her mouth. It was too much for me and I came harder than I ever had before. As I emptied my load into her mouth she continued to rub her tits against my cock shaft all the while sucking the cum out of my dick. She swallowed my entire load, still squeezing her tits against me. It was obvious that she’d done this a lot, she was so skilled at it the whole thing looked effortless for her.
I got up off her, completely spent. She reached down and worked the dildo out of her pussy, it was completely drenched with her cunt juice. Then she sat up, her huge tits still free in front of her, I marvelled at how amazing they looked. “As I said, my boyfriend is always at work, and I don’t nearly get enough satisfaction”, she said. She took the dildo into her mouth and began sucking and licking it clean. Smiling at me and said, “If you’d like we can do this again some time”. She brushed her tits against my arm, her nipples were still erect, and if we’d had more time I’m sure more would have happened. As it was I had to get dressed and go home. She wrapped the towel around herself again and walked me to the door, showing me out, but I knew I’d see her again.

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