I bloody love boobs. I always have and I always will.
I like their shape. That roundness is alluring to me. It doesn't matter how big or how small, that they are there makes me want to look at them, reach out, cup them gently. I want to hold them, feel their weight, heavy or light, it does not matter, I want to hold them gently and rub my thumb over their nipples. I want to feel them harden under my ministrations.
I could be happy just doing that for a long while. I had a woman I was seeing once who had medium boobs. She wasn't too keen on them, thought they were too small, too saggy, nipples too big. I thought they were perfect and liked to just play with them while we watched television. She would lie there while I almost absentmindedly got them out of her bra and gently squeezed them. I was obsessed with them. I would tweak her nipples until they got hard, then wet my fingers, running them over that hardness, and blow. Gently. Watching them get even harder was such a turn on for me and having time taken, not just squeezing and twiddling like you would an old FM radio, was a massive turn on for her.
When I heard her moan I would trace kisses from her mouth, over her jaw, slowly down her neck. Still holding her beautiful boobs and rubbing her perfect nipples.
I would place my mouth right next to one, breathing slowly but heavily so she would be arching, trying to get that nipple into my mouth. I would flick them one at a time with my tongue then tell her to take her top off. And that bra. It is getting in my way.
I knew she would be soaking wet by now, but I would not be going any further than this for a while.
When she was topless I would sit her on the sofa, kneel between her legs and hold her boobs again. Then, I would gently, slowly, achingly slowly, put one of those glorious nipples in my mouth. The noise she made when I did that would make me soak my knickers straight through.
I would suck so softly, she would be mewling, then gently pull on the hardness with my teeth,I caressing both tits as I did this and swapping my mouth over from one to the other at seemingly random times. The feel of those nipples in my mouth, on my tongue. Christ. I could feel her cunt throbbing against me as she tried to raise her hips so she could rub it against my belly. But no. Every time she did that I would stop what I was doing and look her in the eyes till she stopped. I wanted her boobs and I wanted to take my time with them.
I licked all around her nipples and kissed the underside of her tits. I licked and kissed them all over. The taste of her at the end of the day when she had been to work and been in a bra all day was fucking exquisite and I lapped it all up.
I placed my tongue flat on her nipples and rolled it, lapped at her, revelling in her breathing, her moaning, her writhing. For someone not fond of her own boobs, she took much pleasure in my worship of them.
I know that eventually I would put her out of her misery and the time had come. Letting go of her tits, I undid her trousers and slid them off. Panties and all. I throw them behind me, they will have to go in the laundry basket later and then I pull off my own bottoms, throwing them to join hers.
I open her legs slightly and straddle her, positioning my cunt on hers. My clit sings out as it makes contact. She has a large clit and it is protruding nicely.
I go back to those boobs. They are rising and falling with each inhale and exhale, their nipples are rock hard and expectant. I hold her tits in my hands and push them together. I lower my head, tongue out and lick. And my hips are starting to rock and she is moaning loudly. The rhythm of my hips is steady, constant and my mouth is wet, sucking, licking, tasting. I am in heaven and so is she.
I rock and suck and thrust and lick and it doesn't take long before I feel the familiar sensation of an orgasm start to build. It is coming quickly, filling me up as the heat builds all the way from my feet, up my legs, making my labia and clit throb, deep and hard. As I explode, my tongue goes from flicking between her nipples to wrapping itself around them as I scream into those beautiful tits, moaning low and long and loud.
I hold on for dear life with thighs and hands and mouth as she cums hard, bucking for what seems an endless amount of time. I suck and rock and cum again and so does she. We don't seem to be able to stop, one setting the other off, in a game where the loser is the one who calls time on this exquisite pleasure.
Eventually, she says enough and we stop moving and slowly our bodies part. I reluctantly let go of her boobs and she kisses me, deep, tongue wrapped round mine while the sensitivity of our bodies subsides.
My cunt feels satisfied, but my hands feel empty.
Till next time my angels, till next time.
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