Drew: Tit Dropping

I started out blackmailing my parents' neighbor, but now it seems sort of as if she likes cheating on her husband. I'd told her to get her tits and clit pierced, and she'd done her tits. Maybe one day I'd get her to do her clit.

I wanted to see her and play with those pierced nipples. I'd been reminding her about it, and finally she gave in and said she'd come over when my parents were out. And she could obviously ditch her husband for a while.

Mom and Pop went out on time and Sue knocked on the door, exactly when I'd expected her to. I yanked the door open, suddenly thinking that maybe I should appear less eager. Desperate. Whatever.

She was wearing really tight yoga shorts and a sweatshirt over the top. And sneakers.

"Hi," I said, "come in."

She came in, and I dragged her upstairs to Mom and Pop's bedroom. It was a lot tidier than mine. And their four poster bed is opposite a large mirror.

I turned her around futzed with her sweatshirt. She let go of my hand and pulled it over her head.

She wasn't wearing a bra, and I grabbed her tits. I twiddled the bars through her nipples carefully. I squeezed her tits, then sucked her nipples.

I reached for the waistband of her shorts and pulled them down. As I got them down to her knees, she held on my shoulder and kicked her sneakers off, letting me take her shorts off.

I took her hands and pulled her behind me until I was sitting on the edge of the bed. I pulled her on top of me, feeling her ass as we kissed for a while.

I rolled her off me so I could get undressed, but she pushed my hands away. She undid the button on my shorts then pulled the zip down.

She ran her fingernails over my dick through my underwear a couple of times, then fished it out through the fly.

She started licking around the head. She worked my dick into her mouth until she was against my boxers. She stayed there, running her tongue around the shaft.

There was the noise of a door slamming. The front door.

"Drewsie," Mom called him from downstairs.

"Shit, shit, shit. Hide!"

She sat up but I jumped off the bed, stuffing my dick away.

"The balcony," I said, dragging me off the bed.

"My clothes..."

"I'll take care of them, just get out."

I opened the door and pushed her out onto the balcony.

I kicked her clothes under the bed and zipped up. I pulled the cover straight and dived out the door.

Mom and Pop wanted to go out to dinner. I tried to say I was tired, not hungry, had plans and so on but Mom really wanted to go. Eventually I gave up arguing, and said I'd grab my phone and we could go.

They started trying to decide where to go, and Pop said he was going to lock up. He checked the back door, then headed upstairs to check the balcony door. The balcony with our neighbor hiding on it. Naked.

I had my phone, and held my breath.

"Fine," Pop called out from the bedroom, "we can go to Outback."

I heard the balcony door shut.

I sighed and we headed out to dinner. I spent the whole time worrying about Sue on our balcony.

When we were done, I tried to hurry them home without obviously hurrying them.

I got them settled in front of the TV and hurried upstairs. Quietly, I unlocked and opened the balcony door. Sue had gone.

I rushed over to the bed and her clothes were there. I pulled them out, and tried to figure out where she'd gone, without her keys and without her clothes.

I went into my room and found a bag, stuffing her clothes, shoes and keys into it.

I trotted down the stairs.

"Just dropping something in the mailbox!" I called.

I went and left the bag by Sue's front door. There were no lights on, so I wondered where she was.

I spoke to her the following day and she said a friend had helped her out, but didn't want to go into any more detail.

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A few days later, I'd been watching their house and I saw her husband leave. I rushed over and knocked on the door.

She opened the door and let me in.

"Is Dave going to be gone a while?"

"Yes," she said.

"Good, I have to ask you something."

"Huh."

"I'm going away... back to university, and, um..." I paused, "I wondered if I could shoot, um... some video to take with me."

"Really."

"Just for my use."

"Sure."

We looked at each other.

"What did you have in mind?"

"I thought you doing a few tit drops, maybe?"

"If my face isn't in them, I could see my way to doing that."

"Why no face?"

"Because when you show all your dude friends, they won't know who it is," she said.

"You're pretty recognizable."

"Really? How?"

"Well," I started, "your pierced nipples for a start."

"If you recognize them, then you've already seen them."

Fair point.

"Oh."

"Look," she said, "we can shoot some stuff with my digital SLR, as it's much better quality than your phone. I'll edit it, and make sure you can't see my face, or anything recognizable in the house, for example, and then I'll give it to you on a USB stick or something."

"OK."

I was going to be getting video of her.

She started heading up to the bedroom and I followed her.

We went to her closet, and selected some stuff I liked and wanted to see her in.

Finally, we were ready. She stripped off, top and bottom, and picked up a sports bra.

She pulled it on and arranged it so it held her tits high and tight together.

We went over to a plain white wall for background and she gave me her camera.

"From my chin down, OK?" she said.

I started recording, and she rubbed her hands along the sides of the bra. She took hold of the bottom elastic and pulled it out and up, so her tits fell out.

She pulled it up by her neck and pushed her tits together, tweaking her nipples for a few seconds.

She nodded, and I stopped recording.

"That was great!" I told her.

She took the sports bra off, and went and dropped it on the bed.

"Why am I the only one naked here?"

Fine. I put the camera down and stripped off. I picked the camera up again.

She picked up a white lacy bra and put it on.

She went to the wall again and I counted down to me starting the recording.

She ran her thumbs down the straps then along the top edges of the cups until they touched between her tits. She ran her fingers around the bottom of the cups, and around the back to the clasp.

She unhooked it and brought his hands back to the front, holding the cups over her tits. She shrugged and the straps fell down her arms.

She jiggled her tits together, then lifted them up.

She took the bra away and her tits fell down again.

She wiggled her shoulders her tits jiggled.

When she stopped jiggling, I stopped recording.

She went and dropped the bra on the bed and picked up a tight little button up cardigan, putting that on.

I just started recording.

She pulled her shoulders back, making the cardigan fit even tighter. She undid the top button.

She ran her hand around her tit, then moved it to the bottom button. She undid that, leaving just the middle one left.

She put my arms up behind her head, then brought one down and undid the last button. The cardigan popped open, and her tits popped out.

After a few seconds of her tits wobbling, I stopped recording.

"I have an idea," she said. "Sit on the bed."

I went and sat down on the bed.

"Do you want to record yourself tit-fucking me?"

"God, yes."

"You're going to need to hold the camera really still, so try not to move. Just let me do all the work, OK?"

I nodded and started recording.

She knelt down in front of me for a few seconds while I positioned the camera to only see the bottom of her chin downwards.

She held her tits together, pushed up towards me. She played with her nipple piercings, then let her tits fall apart. She leaned forward then pushed them together again, trapping my dick between them.

She started lifting and dropping her tits to jack me off between them. My dick was disappearing between them then popping out again.

She dropped some spit onto the head as lubricant, massaging it into her skin.

She kept going until I started to cum. Then she pushed her tits down and held them, so I came across her neck and over her chest.

She went back to gently jacking me between her tits for a while.

When she let go of my dick, I stopped recording.

"Can we do one with your tits like that, all covered in my cum?" I asked her.

"Um, OK. What do you want me to wear?"

I picked out a white lacy top and looked at her. She shrugged, and between us we got it on so we didn't wipe all the cum off her tits.

She went back to the wall, and I held the camera in portrait mode so I could see her pussy too.

I started recording, and she wiped my cum around on her chest, pushing it down between her tits.

She lifted the top over her tits, letting them drop out of the bottom.

She lifted it up and pulled it over her head, off and dropped it on the floor.

She wiped what cum there was left between her tits around her nipples.

Again, when she stopped, I stopped recording.

"My turn," she said. "Give me the camera."

I didn't know what she was doing, but I handed her the camera.

She went and sat at the head of the bed and leaned back against the headboard. She played around with how she held the camera, putting her elbows against the headboard.

"Now I want you to go down on me."

"You'll be able to see my face," I told her.

"Probably not enough to recognize you. Besides, this is for my collection, not yours," she said. "I promise, it won't end up on PornHub. Can you absolutely promise me the same?"

"I promise."

"So there's nothing to worry about then, is there?"

"I guess not," I said.

I walked to the end of the bed, and she started recording.

I crawled up to her, and she opened her legs wide. I stuck my tongue out and started licking up and down her slit.

She was already pretty wet, so I started gently sucking her clit until she came.

I kept going until she tapped me on the head to stop. She'd already stopped recording.

"OK," she said, "go home and I'll go through and check this stuff out."

"Can I take a few pictures?"

"Of what?"

"I wanted you sucking my cock."

"I'm too tired, plus that would involve my face, wouldn't it?"

"I was thinking you could lie on your back, and I could just get a couple with my cock all the way in your mouth. You'll only see your neck, and you don't need to suck me off, I just want to take a few pictures."

"OK, let's do it."

She handed me the camera back, then lay on her back on the bed. I stood over her head, taking pictures of her laying there.

She reached for my dick but I stopped her.

"Let me, OK?"

I held my dick against her face for a few pictures, then moved so it was above her face, aligned with with her throat.

I backed up and started feeding it into her mouth. She reached around me, holding my ass as I did this. I slowly fed it into her mouth until my balls were against her nose. The whole time taking pictures.

I put my spare hand on her throat for a few pictures, and then pulled my dick out.

"Thanks," I said, "now I'll leave you to it."

As I dressed, she used the lacy top to wipe her chest, then she put on a robe.

She walked me out.

Before I went back to university, she gave me a thumb drive with the videos and pictures. Her face wasn't in any of them.