So if you've read my earlier stories, you'll know that I love nothing more than to have my big tits slapped as I ride my horny fiancee. Luckily, he is just as in to this as I am, which makes for a pretty amazing sex life.
I was halfway through drafting a report for work, when a text flashed up on my phone: "The job has been rained off. I'm on my way home. Wish you were there waiting for me, lying on the bed with your pussy and those big tits".
My pussy immediately reacted, and my nipples strained through my bra. Fuck the report. I was going home. Luckily, my boss is more concerned with having long lunches and going golfing to noice. I wrote him a quick email to say I was going to be out for the afternoon following up a lead. Me and my soaking wet pussy were out of there. I wasn't going to tell Matt - I would leave it as a suprise.
On the drive home, I allowed myself to think about the last time Matt and I had 'made love'. Actually, it was anything but loving. We had an animal urge when it came to sex. We are not a couple who fuck every day.I guess we prefer quality over quantity. It may be only once or twice a week - but it blows my mind.
The Saturday before, we had been out for dinner. I had worn a tight fitting top which showed my titties off perfectly. They were pretty big from my frame, with big, super sensivitive aereolas and nipples which sprung in to action if Matt so much as glanced at them. I loved to buy little bras with peep holes to show my big nipples off, to tease him.
After dinner, and a bottle of wine, we had returned home, where he demanded I take my top off "Get those tits out baby, you've been teasing me with them all damn night, I want to see them. Let me see MY tits." - I put on a little show for him and got them out, to pour him another glass of wine. "I'm your little topless waitress" I teased "Is there anything else I can help you with Sir?" I made sure my titties were in his face. He loves them. He is forever stroking, licking, sucking, pulling, biting on them.
He was sat at the dining table "Lie on the table for me baby, legs spread" I began to remove my skirt and tights, and I laid on the dining room table - pussy exposed for him. I was completely naked, at his disposal. He stood up and began circling the table "Oh fuck, look at you. Look at your body, and those amazing tits" He leaned down and began to hungrily suck, lick and flick my left nipple. His hand snaked up to squeeze the right tit, I love the pressure. He started to pinch the nipple, and lift up my whole tit, and then let it bounce back towards my body - something he knew drove me crazy. He looked gorgeous. All I wanted was to get fucked.
