Yvonne and Eva Love Their Boobs

All individuals in this purely fictional account are over 18.

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Eva's lips closed around my left nipple, and I thrilled at the roughness of her tongue, coaxing the sensitive nubbin to extend even deeper into her warm mouth. With my left hand, I cupped the underside of that large, sensitive breast, lifting it up and pushing it forward.

Eva took the hint and opened her mouth wider, sucking in as much as she could of my warm, pliant mound. Now, she pressed the nipple up against the roof of her mouth while her tongue ran up the underside of my boob - or at least the part she could suck into her mouth; the rest of that ample tit nestled up against her cheeks and chin.

Eva's was still dressed in the nearly sheer half shirt that really didn't even cover the underside of her own mammoth melons. In the full length mirror to my right, I could see bare breast flesh nearly up to her nipples, the sweet under curve of both bosoms now heaving and quivering with her increasingly ragged breathing. If I could see this much of her tits from my higher vantage point, what a show she must have given as she paraded over to my apartment!

I closed my eyes for a few moments, imagining that I was putting my mind in her body. As Eva, I would have started the day lying naked in the bed, stretching my hands over my head and feeling the pull on my boobs as I did so.

I then remembered our date, and the anticipation would have caused my nipples to start inflating, my pussy to awaken. I would give my nipples a few quick pulls, delighting in how quickly they respond, then I would head to the shower - I didn't want to be late.

But once in the shower, I couldn't help myself. I set the spray head to massage, then pulled it free from the holder and aimed it at my pussy, one leg up on the edge of the tub for better access. This left only one hand to work two nipples, but it would have to do - the shower head was really working magic on my clit.

Alternating nipples, I strummed them like a guitar. Looking down at my nips, I loved the way they would pop up between the ends of my fingers as they went flying past. Oh, this O won't take long!

With my climax assured, I dropped the shower head, desperately squeezed my legs together, and, now with both hands, tightly grabbed my nipples and pulled them straight out until they eluded my grasp, releasing with a soggy pop while my boobs rebounded. Repeating that action as fast as possible, it was only three nipple releases before my orgasm washed over me, almost causing me to lose my balance. Eva, you are so good when you're bad!

Back to the present, I said aloud, "Oh, god, Eva - I so LOVE it when you suck my nipples! Don't stop! But don't neglect my other nip. Oh, yes! That's so good!"

I closed my eyes again and imagined myself as Eva getting dressed, still high and still glowing from the orgasm in the shower. I didn't want to be late, but couldn't resist pawing my nipples every chance I could while pulling out the clothes I would wear on my way over. It is such a joy to be in a sexually aroused state for hours on end!

Looking at the dresser, I never even considered opening the drawers holding my bras and underwear. Sure, there were some pretty good choices, like the shelf bras that leave my nipples in the open, rubbing on the inside of whatever blouse I'm wearing, but I could get the same feeling by not putting on a bra at all. Yes, my nips, you have a lot to look forward to. Just a little twist this time? For you two, anything!

I knew that the June air would be comfortably warm, so I picked out a pair of my shortest shorts, then turned to my collection of crop tops. The yellow and the white one were your favorites, I knew, so I tried them both on.

The yellow one was very soft, and when I looked in the mirror, the lower third of my boobs was definitely on display. I raised my hands over my head, and yes, my nipples were revealed, but only barely. I heard both nipples calling out, "More exposure, we want more exposure! Oh, and another pull while you're looking at us!" Greedy little bastards!

The white one was definitely the winner. Not only was it quite comfortable, I was pretty sure that my areolas and nipples would show through when in the sunlight. I did two quick jumping jacks, and sure enough, when I hit ground, both of my nipples popped merrily into view! This time, I gave both of my breasts a complete rub, lifting them up from the base and ending by letting my nipples run down over my palms.

I spotted my smaller dildo on the nightstand and knew that, aside from my sandals and shades, that little item would complete my ensemble. Needless to say, it slid in easily, and I set the remote to medium (oh, yes, that is wonderful!), pulled on my shorts, and settled my top over my head. I gave my shoulders a shake and watched as my boobs fluttered around under the top. Okay, nips, one more tug and you're on your own until we get to Yvonne's place. Owww, the urge to let go and orgasm again was great, but Yvonne is waiting, and she will take good care of me! Out the door and on the way.

Back to the present. "Finger my clit, Eva, it so wants you. ... Yes, and two fingers inside me as well, that's so good - but don't stop licking my nipples, PLEASE don't leave them idle! Ungh, yes!"

I next imagined that I could see and feel those sweet bosoms, nearly naked and riding free, bouncing left and right, up and down, as she sauntered down the avenue.

Glancing down, first at the right tit and then the left, she saw with satisfaction that, indeed, the bright sunlight could not hide the darkness of her areolas nor the protruding nipples capping each breast; both sets were clearly visible through the thin material. The reflected view of her tits in a store front window made her smile, as she noted with satisfaction that a little bit of each areola was peeking out from under the cotton top with each footfall. With that, she resolved to put even more bounce in her step, until each nipple was popping free for a brief moment on each down bounce. The tactile sensation on the sensitive nipple flesh was driving her mad!

She paused beside a young man on a park bench and pretended to fix her hair while looking into her compact. Of course, the act of raising her arm would surely have exposed not just the lower edge of her areola, not hidden from his view during her jiggly approach anyway, but the entire nipple itself as well!

Rather than looking in the mirror, though, she used the advantage of her dark sunglasses to watch the look of disbelief on the boy's face. Her nipple was already extended well beyond the areola from the friction between her nip and the edge of the half shirt, but the boy's stare made it absolutely pulse and extend to its full half inch length. And of course, there was an answering pulsation in her pussy, already dripping from the vibrator she had inserted before leaving. She wondered if he heard its buzzing.

Walking another half block, she could not resist driving another poor boy to distraction by pretending that she didn't notice him staring at the bouncing orbs of her D sized tits, nipples now aching to be stroked and sucked. Just a yard past him, she bent over at the waist, pretending to adjust her sandals.

This action served two purposes - first, her miniskirt rode way up her tush, giving him quite an eyeful of what was (or rather wasn't!) under the shred of material. Second, as she confirmed with a glance in another store window beside her, gravity had pushed her bountiful bosoms totally into the open, both titties and their engorged nipples swinging free and clear of the shirt while she worked on the sandal.

The sandal, it seemed, needed some vigorous effort to set right, and she flushed as she felt her bosoms swaying left, right, and, most sensually, smacking lightly together, making a soft, slapping noise. Her nipples were now positively throbbing!

The look on the boy's face was pure lust as she straightened up again; turning quickly back to face him, she flashed him a devastating smile, while her bare nipples gave him a pulsing salute as well.

Resuming course, she made a half-hearted attempt to pull the flimsy top down enough to cover her nipples, in the process discretely flicking each nubbin with her little finger as she pulled on the flimsy fabric. The desire to give those nips a proper twisting tug, or better. a long caress with her tongue was almost overwhelming!

Glancing down as she reluctantly moved her hands away from those melons, though, she could still see, with no intervening cloth, the brownness of her left nipple, just swaying in the breeze. Apparently, she had only half succeeded in covering her nipples! With a shrug that made the thin cotton caress the top of the left nipple and the end of the right, she simply walked on, clenching tighter on the vibrator each time her legs passed each other. She was so wet, it was a wonder the little guy didn't slip out!

Opening my eyes again, I watched with fascination as Eva's right hand slowly reached up under the flap of her half top, and as she began to stroke her own nipples, first the right, then the left, while a groan escaped from her mouth and around my slippery left tit.

Her left hand eased up underneath her miniskirt and she began working on her womanhood, first slowly, then with more determination. Another glance in the mirror confirmed that she had, in fact and not just in my reverie, walked over wearing nothing but the skimpy half shirt, the miniskirt, and her sandals!

By now, my briefly neglected right nipple (Eva seemed to prefer the left) was positively bursting with need, and my own pussy was clenching on itself. With my right hand, I cupped the pendulous flesh of my boob, lifting it part way to my mouth. I love to bring myself to orgasm by suckling on my D cup bosoms, and that was definitely where I was heading, but I opted to prolong the play, at least for a while.

I glanced down at Eva, whose left hand was now a blur under her miniskirt while her right, having left my pussy, was frantically milking each of her breasts in turn, coated as they now were with my juices. She clearly needed a third or even a fourth hand!

I focused on the magical sensations from my left nipple, which Eva was now gently holding in her teeth while her tongue rubbed back and forth over the sensitive tip, and my whole body shuddered. With that, I watched with fascination as Eva began to tug first on her right nipple, then on the left, pulling each out beyond its half inch length, then releasing each with a parting twist, accompanied by a sweet, guttural moan, much as she had done in my imagined shower scene.

As much as I longed to suckle my own nipple, I opted to postpone that pleasure for another. Turning again to my right breast, still pulled halfway to my waiting mouth, I slid my right palm out toward the side of the mound until my right index finger was rubbing the underside of my turgid nipple. Then, I let gravity pull the breast flesh back toward my rib cage - but not before each finger, one by one, lovingly pressed the nipple upward and then into the breast itself before it popped free on the other side! My other hand found my clit and began a slow, circular tease. If Eva was having too much fun on her own, that was okay - I would manage!

Next, following Eva's lead, I took my thumb and forefinger and pulled that right nipple straight out, twisting it back and forth, and releasing it with a pop that sent spasms through my now sopping pussy. On the third nipple release, I could stand it no more and anxiously tugged on my right bosom, raising the warm, pliant flesh closer and closer to my mouth. Tilting my head down, I pulled the oh-so stiff nipple deeply into my mouth, causing an explosion of sensations throughout my body, spiraling in on my sweet clit. I plunged two fingers deeply inside and came with a wrenching moan.

I awoke to feel my body still trembling, my right nipple throbbing between my lips, and the sheets soaked from my cum. But there was no Eva on my left bosom, and no titillating view of her mammaries in the mirror. An incredible dream - but could I make it come true?