It was a Saturday night; you had a bag slung over your shoulder. The strap angled down between your breasts and the weight of the bag meant that your top was pulled tight over the contours of your body. Looking at you that night, I had an epiphany. Lust surged through me as I was transfixed by the sight of your big breasts jutting out.
After a nice dinner and a movie we played pool at a bar. We were flirting with each other. I kept moving my body against yours, trying to show you that I was ready for more then just flirting around. Things were starting to get loud at the bar so I asked if you'd like to go somewhere else. You told me that you thought it was time to head home anyway. When we got to your house, on a quiet street, we parked under a tree and began to talk. After about half an hour of chitchat, the conversation turned to love, lust and sex. We talked about our recent relationships and the way we both couldn't seem to find someone decent.
"It's harder for me though," you said.
"Why?" I asked.
"Look at me," you said, a trifle bitterly.
"You're beautiful." I told you.
"Just my face? Or my body too?"
"Well," I said hesitantly, "I can say your face with certainty. But I've only caught glimpses of your body. And I've gotta say, those glimpses leave me wanting more."
"Really?" you ask, a touch of color creeping into your face.
I told you about how I'd felt when I'd seen your top stretched over your body, the instant rush of desire that had overwhelmed me. You still didn't seem convinced, so I leaned over and kissed you. You responded with such passion I was surprised. You later told me that you wanted me for a while before that night, and in the lust that was released in that first kiss, I saw that.
We kissed hungrily, tasting lips and teeth and tongues. Eventually you pulled away. You unzipped your vest and then pulled up your top, revealing your breasts in your bra. They were enormous. I'd never seen anything so sexy. You noticed the obvious bulge in my pants, my raging hardon wanting release. You reached behind and unhooked your bra, letting your huge mounds fall free. I almost came right then and there. Instead, I controlled myself and grabbed onto your delicious tits. I weighed them with my hands, feeling their heft. I squeezed them together roughly and feasted my eyes on the expanse of creamy cleavage I saw. My thumbs moved over her large nipples, stimulating them until they stood straight out.
Your response was to reach down and undo the button of my pants, unzipping them and then snaking a hand into my boxers to grasp my shaft. You wrapped her hand around it and tugged up roughly, squeezing my cockhead teasingly.
"I want you," I said urgently, "all of you."
"Let's go inside," you said.
You pulled her top down and I tugged my pants up and we headed for the house. Inside, we went straight to your bedroom and collapsed down onto your large bed. We undressed each other quickly, until I was naked and you were just in your panties. We were kissing, but I quickly broke the kiss to lick and nibble my way down to your neck, heading eagerly for the beautiful swells of your breasts. I sucked mouthfuls of flesh in, biting gently. My hands roamed all over the gorgeous expanse of flesh, touching and licking every inch of tit flesh. You loved me squeezing roughly, taking as much of your breasts into my hands as possible and gripping hard. You loved my curling my tongue around her nipples, me taking them between my teeth and flicking my tongue tip rapidly over them. I kept all this up as I slipped one hand down the front of your panties. I got a shock. You were shaved silky smooth and my fingers slipped helplessly over your hairless mound to press against your opening. You were already sopping wet. I traced my fingertips along your thighs, brushing against your pussy lips and took one slowly up your slit to tease over your clitoris with my fingertip. You moaned, bucking your hips against my touch.
