Aurora was sitting on a bench in a secluded part of the garden, watching the fountain, half-asleep.
One of the younger gardeners walked into the small clearing, saw Aurora, and smiled. “Rora.”
She turned. “Hello Tren.”
He sat down beside her, looking her up and down. She was wearing a soft, thin gauze dress in pale blue. It was obvious, from the slight breeze, and the light of the sun, that she wasn’t wearing much under it. He could just see the shadows of her darker pink nipples straining against the fabric. Smiling, he slid closer to her. “That’s a lovely dress.”
She smiled. “Thank you.”
Tren wiped dirt off his hands. “I have a question for you.”
Aurora looked at him. “What?”
He smiled. “Can I see your breasts?”
She blinked. “Uh...”
Tren slid a little closer. “I’ve always wanted to see them. I just never had the guts to ask before.” His eyes seemed locked on her chest, which was rising and falling a little faster than before. Her nipples hardened under the fabric, which only served to stretch the thin material further.
Aurora bit her lip. “That’s all? You want to see them? Not touch them or anything?”
Tren smiled. “Just look. I promise I won’t touch.”
She shrugged, pinkening a little, and reached up to slide the neckline of her dress over her shoulders. The delicate material slipped slowly over the soft round globes of flesh, under Tren’s voracious gaze. Aurora blushed pinker as the top of her dress pooled around her waist. She took a deep breath, thrusting her chest out. “There.”
Tren’s eyes were wide, and dark as he grinned. Her breasts were quite large, round, and soft. Her dark pink nipples were also large, their tips hard, and begging, he thought, to be suckled. He imagined burying his face in her soft cleavage, licking that full flesh, sucking her nipples, while he plunged himself deep into her body. He wondered if she could suck her own breasts, and if she had ever done so.
“Wow. Those are some fantastic tits, Aurora.” he breathed.
Aurora looked down, blushing redder. “Um. Thanks.” she said softly.
“Can you suck your own nipples?” Tren asked, rubbing between his legs absently.
Aurora blinked, eyes going to the considerable bulge in the front of his pants. “Um...”
He laughed. “Have you ever tried?”
She shook her head.
“Try it.” Tren breathed, roughly. “Take one of those great big tits of yours in your hand, and stick it in your hot little mouth.”
Aurora blinked several times, and raised a hand to cover herself. “I-I don’t think so...” she whispered.
Tren chuckled, reaching out to grab her arms. “No. You got yourself into this. He quickly used the arms of Aurora’s dress to tie her hands in her lap. “I’ll have to do it now.”
Aurora gasped as he grabbed a breast in one calloused hand and kneaded it. He moaned softly, grinning. “Nice...” He pressed it towards her lips. “C’mon, baby, suck your nipple for me.”
“You said you weren’t going to touch me.” she protested as her nipple caressed her lips and slipped between them. She moaned, and automatically began to suckle it, moaning louder.