Sex-Ed for Dummies - Lesson 03

Author's Note: Apologies this took so long to get out! The next lesson will hopefully arrive much sooner! Enjoy!

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. It did not/will not happen in real life and should not be mistaken as such.

Lesson #3: Titty-Fucking

Starring Alexandra Daddario & Christina Hendricks

Codes: MF, MFF, Cons, Oral, Titty-Fuck

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"Welcome back to another installment of

Sex-Ed For Dummies

!" Said the fiery-haired buxom actress, Christina Hendricks.

She was sitting at in a chair across from another equally busty actress, Alexandra Daddario. Alexandra was staring adoringly into the camera with her bewitching blue eyes and said, "Today we will be discussing a subject near and dear to our hearts. Our boobs!"

Both actresses placed both hands on their respective racks and gave them a good, hard shake for the camera as they guffawed heartily. Both were wearing tight sweaters and short skirts that left absolutely no room for imagination. Each pair of nipples were so stiff they looked ready to tear the seams on their thin sweaters. The producer was very happy with his idea to crank up air conditioning up to maximum overdrive.

"But in all seriousness." Christina said. "We will be discussing and demonstrating how to give a proper titty-fuck. Mammary intercourse. Tit wank. Whatever you call it, we will be showing it."

"I think they called the right girls for the job; don't you think Christina?"

"Well, I don't know about you Alex, but I've lost count of just how many guys have put their cock between my cans."

"Me too! Once a fella has got his sight set on these knockers, it's all he can think about!"

"I know. They're just boobs! Seriously, gentleman!" Christina said as she faced the camera, exasperatedly. "If you lady is letting you put your willy between her ta-ta's and humping her chest like there is no tomorrow, then the least you can do is get her off before or afterwards. Consider this a PSA." Christina paused as if deep in thought, then said. "To be fair. We've got nice tits."

Alexandra fervently nodded her agreement. There was a pause as both actresses looked towards one another, unsure of who should speak next.

"So...I think how this is going to work today is one of us is going to go first while the other spectates and comments. Then we will switch! That way everyone can see different positions and what not." Christina said, getting a nod from the producer offset. "We've got two gentlemen here today to help us."

Two good-looking handsome men walked onto set in tight shirts and tight trousers. Each had a clear long thick bulge snaking down the front of their slacks.

"Doug and Clint, was it?" Christina asked. Both men nodded in confirmation. "Then let's get those pricks out and get started."

"Rock, paper, scissors to see who goes first?" Alexandra suggested.

Christina nodded and both women started pumping their arms, breasts jiggling as they threw out their choices. Alexandra threw rock, Christina scissors.

"Looks like it's me first!" Alexandra said, immediately peeling her sweater off and tossing it to the side.

A collective gasp was drawn from the crew as her massive mammaries were revealed to the open air. This was in spite of the fact that every single one of them had jerked off to her topless scene in

True Detective

the night before. After the first episode with Alison Brie, there was a

strict no-jacking-off-while-in-the-studio

policy. They had lost several hundred dollars' worth of recording equipment because someone had blown their wad all over it. Still as she gave her boobs a shake for the camera there wasn't a single unpitched tent in the house. Doug moved into view as she got on her knees, staring up at him alluringly with those memorizing eyes.

"Ok, so Alex here is on her knees." Christina said, serving as narrator. "This position only works if you've got really big titties. No problems here."

He pulled his pants down, his obscenely large member flopping into sight. Both ladies made noises of excitement. Alexandra moved forward on her knees as she wrapped her hand around the large penis in front of her, stroking with an enraptured look on her face. Bringing her lips in close, she spat on the schlong, coating it in saliva as her hand worked the veiny shaft. Using one hand to lift up a massive melon and the other to guide the cock, she rubbed the ping-pong ball sized mushroom head against one erect nipple and gently worked it around. It smeared shiny precum around one areola before she switched to the other boob and did the same. Her nipples now even stiffer than before, she released the cock only to engulf it with her colossal pale knockers. She squeezed them together tightly as she brought her chin up to stare vapidly at Doug. She began to move her terrific ta-ta's in small circles with her hands. She did all the work while Doug just stood there feeling the soft pillowy mounds treat his cock to the greatest of all massages.

"Lubrication, as with any kind of sex, is important." Christina said, breaking the silence. "When I tit-fuck a guy, I prefer to use oil or maybe some lotion. Alex here prefers to spit."

On cue, Alexandra spit down the massive valley on her chest, long trails of drool clinging to her pink lips as she sloppily deposited saliva into her cleavage. She glanced up as she worked the lubricant around, only to bring her chin down and release yet more spittle onto her milky white rack. Before long Doug's cock was glistening in the bright studio lights whenever it emerged from between the two snowy mounds.

"Plus, guy's love it when you spit on their dick. Isn't that right Doug?" Alexandra asked.

Doug merely nodded as she really got to work. Her stiff nipples poked his groin as she worked her tits up and down. You could just make out the tip of Doug's bell-end poking out as her tits flopped, her hands barely able to clutch even a handful of her sweater puppies. A glistening gem of precum oozed from his tip, only to quickly disappear in the wave of saliva as the blue-eyed beauty freely let drool run down her chin. Wet, sloppy *SHICK* noises were audible throughout out the studio as everyone watched transfixed. Doug was in heaven as the blue-eyed beauty worked her tits like there was no tomorrow.

Christina interrupted the squelching noises, barking out an order. "Doug! I think you've sat like a lump long enough. Move those hips! Let's put the fucking in titty-fucking!"

He jumped at being scolded like a naughty student. He began to hump Alexandra's chest as she relaxed, only to squeeze her breasts even tighter together. Her alluring expression had almost turned to one of boredom, perhaps at the realization that she wasn't going to get to fuck this particular big dick. Doug meanwhile was on top of the world, groaning and panting like a wildebeest as he slid his member between her money makers.

"Giving head while tit-fucking is easy enough." Christina said. "And plus, Alex looks bored. Go ahead and show them honey."

Alexandra complied, bending her head downwards, locks of raven hair falling forward as she pursed her spit-soaked lips to accept the sliding slab of manmeat sawing away between her jiggling spheres. Now his engorged, purple-headed bellend would appeared from between her milky jugs only to disappear between her lips, sucked inside like a vacuum sucks up a dust bunny. Alexandra made sure that ample drool continued to roll down her chin each time the cockflesh has withdrawn from her mouth. Doug grunted louder at the combined feeling of her mouth and breasts. Her mouth formed an open hole to swallow his cock each time.

"Sometimes just a tongue is enough." Said Christina, watching with rapped attention.

Sticking her tongue out, Alexandra proceeded to lap up each gleaming globule of precum as it was expelled with each squeeze of her ample bosom. Doug was huffing and puffing like he was running a marathon as his cock slid effortlessly between her milky white jugs. Alexandra smiled with each flick of her tongue as it formed a broad flat shovel with which she swallowed down more precum.

"Maybe your man is tired of standing or maybe your heights aren't so compatible. That's ok. Have him sit down. The edge of a bed or a chair is great." Christina said, indicating for Doug to sit down in Alexandra's vacated chair.

He didn't respond immediately. Only once the producer had shouted his names several times did he very reluctantly withdraw his cock from the wet, slick cushiony embrace her spectacular ta-tas and planted his ass firmly in the chair. The camera swung around as Alexandra crawled on all fours towards him, her breasts hanging below her, swaying as she moved. They were shiny and wet with spit. Kneeling again, she flopped her tits onto his lap and resumed control, working them with great gusto over his rigid pole. Doug gripped the edges of the chair, knuckles white as he threatened to blow his load.

"Looks like Doug here is about to cum." Said Christina, looking over at him with a sly smile. She placed one hand delicately on his chest, feeling his well-defined muscles. Her eyes roamed up and down, imagining all the naughty things she wanted to do to him. Then, she cleared her throat and said, "The best ending to a titty-fuck is a fat milky load all over your chest. Keep going Alex, give the man what he so desperately desires."

Alexandra let a gentle moan escape her lips as she jerked her tits harder. Doug's mushroom head was now the size of a golf ball as it threatened to expel its sticky reward.

He groaned as Alexandra said in a flat, even voice, "Come on Doug. Blow that load. Blast that big sticky load all over my big fat tits. That's its buddy. Come on."

"Alex." Christina said, waggling her finger. "I know you're a better actress than that."

Alexandra rolled her beautiful witch eyes. Doug didn't seem to mind or care, hot breath being expelled from his lungs only to suck it back in as he gave a guttural moan that deafened the boom guy holding the mike. His dick seemed to grow another inch as it swelled, spraying jism upwards. It burst forth from his piss-slit like some great geyser. It flew skyward, glistening in the air before raining back down atop Alexandra's big ol' titties as she continued milking his cock for all it was worth. Cum covered every inch of her milk makers by the time he was done. Doug relaxed in his chair, a look of utter contentment on his face. Alexandra looked down at her utterly drenched tits and turned to face the camera. It zoomed in to watch as the cum dripped down her body and onto the carpeted floor.

"Excellent job Alex. Well done. Now Doug, scram." Christina said, indicating offstage with her thumb.

Doug slowly stood up, stumbling like a drunkard as he made his way off camera. Alexandra stood up and resumed her sitting position. She stared down at her soaked tits.

"I really can't wipe this off?" She asked.

"No. No. Ms. Daddario. We agreed upon this in your contract." Said the producer, who was nestled into his seat and wearing a very large coat.

If you looked closely enough, you could see that he was only gesturing with one hand and the other was tucked firmly beneath the coat. There was slight up and down movement in his lap. Alexandra rolled her eyes, bringing a finger down to scoop up some cum and bring it to her mouth. She placed it inside, sucking her finger clean.

"Hmm...tastes good at least. Ok Christina, your turn."

The stage next to them lit up, revealing a bed with the other man, Clint already laid out upon it, naked as the day he was born. Chiseled abs and rock-hard 10-inch cock ready to go.

"To be honest, there aren't that many ways to titty-fuck. Christina will be demonstrating the other primary position. She'll lay down on her back and Clint will straddle her."

Christina stood up from her chair and peeled off her own sweater, tossing it aside as she sauntered over to the bed, full hips swaying hypnotically as she went. Just as she reached the bed, she gave a tug on her skirt and it too came off. Now clad only in a pink thong that disappeared between her buttcheeks, she gave the camera a wink and posed allowing for everyone to take in her curvaceous form. Then she laid down atop the mattress, breasts jiggling with every slight movement.

"Clint, be a dear and bring the oil, would you?" Christina asked, a voice dripping with honey.

Clint leapt off the bed to grab a bottle of lubricant. He eagerly squirted it onto his palms and tossed the bottle aside. He reached both meaty paws over to her massive chest and began rubbing in the oil.

"A little massage action lets him appreciate what he's about to shove his cock in-between. Plus, it feels nice. Go ahead Clint and oil up those puppies."

She cooed and awed as she felt his meaty hands massage her tits, palms rubbing against her hard nipples. He worked over the ample flesh, kneading each boob like it was a mound of dough. Christina squirmed beneath him, savoring the feeling of his strong hands groping her overly sized rack. Once her ta-tas were gleaming in the studio light, she beckoned for Clint to climb on with one finger. Clint threw a leg over her torso and nestled his tool in-between her pillowy mounds. Smiling like a she-devil, Christina placed a hand on either side of her rack and pushed them together. Suddenly you couldn't even see Clint's oversized pipe as it was lost from view by milky white titflesh. Automatically he began to hump, letting out a long sigh of relief. The fiery buxom redhead stared up at him with pure sex written all over her face. She puckered her lips and gave him the best fuck-me eyes any human has ever seen.

"You see Christina is pushing her tits together. This ensures comfort for herself and a nice tight area for the cock to fuck. She can also let Clint do it..."

Christina let Clint hammer away from another few minutes before dropping her hands to her sides. Clint immediately snatched up each pale breast. Forcing them together tight around his throbbing prick, he increased his speed, slick oil ensuring there was almost no friction as he unabashedly titty-fucked her.

"Now Christina can relax. Or she can give some head, just as I did."

Christina lifted her head up and opened her mouth wide. Clint's bulbous cockhead emerging from between two pale mountains of flesh only to disappear from view between pink plump lips with each rapid thrust of his hips. As she felt his cock slid into her mouth, Christina reached around her jiggling chest to search out for Clint's swinging scrotum. She located the rocking nutsack and gently squeezed it in the palm of her hand. She was rewarded with a loud groan from Clint.

"Ahhh yes. So, playing with the guy's sack can add a nice dimension to a tit-fuck. Especially if you like rolling pair of gonads around your palm." Alexandra said, as she smeared some of the congealing jism further into her own milky white hooters. Christina continued doing just that, juggling his jewels while she blew him as he humped her chest. Once Christina was satisfied with her own little taste of salty precum, she indicated for Clint to stop and get off of her.

"If Christina hangs her head off the edge of the bed, then Clint can fuck her boobs from a different angle." Alexandra sat, her own fingers straying down between her legs, simply searching for something to keep her entertained.

Christina swung so that her head was hanging just off the bed. Clint stepped over her so that his large plum sized gonads were hanging just above her mouth. She squeezed her jugs together and he slid back between them. He didn't ease into it, rattling the frame of the bed. Christina reached up to lick away at his ballsack and at his taint. She was rewarded with a series of curses and grunts from Clint.

"This position can be a bit tiresome for the woman." Alexandra said. "She's got to hold her head up and lick your balls, which guys never seem to wash enough. So, don't make her do it for too long."

Christina dropped her head to look at Alexandra upside down and said, "You know Alex. You look a little lonely over there. Why don't you come over and help me finish Clint off with one final move?"

There was a collective silent plea from the crew as the younger actress considered it. She shrugged, tit's shaking as she did so. "Why not?"

She withdrew her fingers from between her legs and got up from her chair. Walking over towards the bed as Clint still hammered away, blissfully unaware of anything but the breasts in front of him. Alexandra's chesticles jiggled with each step. She left a trail of cum behind her as still continued to drip off her rack. Alexandra had to tap Clint on the shoulder before he realized what was happening. He let go of Christina's sweater puppies as she indicated for him to lay flat. He did so, hopping onto the bed as his rigid greased-up pole stood high above him. Christina nestled herself to the left of him and wrapped her ta-ta's around one side his cock, beginning to work them up and down. Alexandra met her on the other side, pushing her tits against Christina's and utterly engulfing Clint's cock with their funbags. With now four gigantic individual breasts working his dick, Clint threw his head back into the pillows. Christina and Alexandra smooshed their respective racks together, each playing with Clint's rock-hard rod between an entire mountain range of pale titflesh. The two actresses leaned forward to share a steamy kiss, two sets of full lips pressed together as their tongues wrestled with one another. They broke apart to stare hungrily at Clint, each actress expertly kneading her bosom around his cock. Clint was thrusting his own hips upwards, even as the actresses massaged his hard prick. Nipples hard enough to cut glass rubbed up against one another as they worked faster, turning themselves on even more.

"Will you cum for us?" Christina asked in her most seductive voice. "Spray a nice big load all over us? Jizz all over these nice big titties?"

Clint nodded his head, his face screwed up tight as he tried to hold on a little bit longer. His fists were clenched full of sheets as sweat beaded his brow, easily visible in the bright studio lights.

"Go ahead. Give it to us big boy. Explode." Alexandra said, chipping in and sounding enthusiastic this time.

Clint's cock swelled at those words peeking out from the mass of undulating flesh. He gave a roar as his balls contracted and cum shot out. Neither actress stop working their tits as semen shot out in great arcs. Jet after jet of sticky white cum splattered down upon them. It got everywhere. Hair, face and most importantly, tits. By the time he was done, both actresses blinked silently at each at the sheer volume of jizz drenching them.

"Wow!" Christina said, leaning forward to lick some of the cum off of Alexandra's cans.

Alexandra did the same, leaning forward to lick some off of Christina's pair of milk makers. Both actresses kissed and the licked the other until their lips found each other and they shared a sloppy kiss, swapping some cum back and forth. When they parted and knelt on the bed, Clint's cock flopped down and he closed his eyes, looking ready to fall asleep right there. Both actresses turned towards the camera.

"Licking the load off your tits, whether with your tongue or scooping it up with your fingers, is a great way to some your partner appreciation. You want to make him feel like his you wanted nothing more than for his load to be all over your breasts." Alexandra said.

"That's right, Alex. And afterwards, it's time for him to do some work on you!" Christina said, waggling another finger at Clint.

The satisfied looking producer gave them the thumbs up, something white and sticky covering his fingers as he did so. He quickly withdrew his hand back beneath his coat, looking around to see if anyone had noticed.