I followed the curve of her breasts upwards, and realized that this girl seemed to be someone I knew. Of course, I recognized her by her looks, not her breasts. When we met, she quickly recognized me, and we were both very happy to see each other again after so many years.
Upon further questioning, I realized that the place where she lived after marriage was not far from the apartment I rented. She was out shopping for groceries today, but she didn’t expect to meet me when she was on her way home to buy a newspaper at a convenience store. Seeing that she was carrying a big bag, I volunteered to play the spirit of a man and carried the things home with her, and also said goodbye to each other.
If all of you reading this greatly think that it happened right after I sent her home, then I assure you that it must be just a story. As a matter of fact, I didn’t have the slightest desire to fuck her in my heart at that time. It’s just that the relationship between us, from that day onwards also progressed very quickly, and whenever there was nothing to do, we would go to her house to visit her.
As a single man, long-term and a “wife”, “big tits ripe girl” mixed together, to not have problems is very difficult, especially she is more lively, active girl. So, between us, from the rules to keep a distance, to watch TV when sitting next to each other, to the occasional joke when touching each other, the relationship is more and more intimate, but also let me gradually think: “Maybe I can eat her”!
This kind of thing, of course, mostly happens with alcohol! We usually party occasionally drink a little wine, and she is the person’s biggest shortcoming, can not afford the stimulation of others. At a certain party, she drank blankly, was I laughed at, good strong, she immediately clamored for another day to find me one-on-one drink. So, two days later at noon, it so happened that I have nothing to do, I picked up the phone and dialed her, intending to give her the opportunity to take revenge.
“Hey! What’s up? Got the guts to drink again?” I provoked.
“Just drink, are you afraid?” She replied defiantly.
Ten minutes later, she showed up at my front door.
After another ten minutes and a few cans of beer, she hung up again and told me to borrow my couch for a nap. Looking at her flushed cheeks and heaving breasts, catalyzed by the alcohol, I really wanted to press up on her like that, but I was too timid to do so, and in the impulsive and rational stalemate, I never made a move on her.
After about an hour of this, she woke up and told me she was ready to go home even after her drink had retreated.
I was very chagrined and thought, if she goes back like that, what’s the point of my arrangement today? So I launched into my nasty tactics of stalking her and asking her to stay.
Then I asked her to massage me on the pretext that I was not feeling well. In fact, we had already massaged each other many times before, so the physical contact wasn’t a difficult thing for both of us, and I had touched her back and stomach, but I just didn’t have the courage to attack the key parts! The reason for the special emphasis on mental struggles here is because things don’t happen as easily as they are described in the usual erotic novels. After all, to put your hand on your friend, your friend’s wife, and caress her with abandon, I don’t think many people would be able to do it!
Today, taking advantage of the massage, I rested my head on her stomach and let her press against my shoulders. While the alcohol was still lingering, I reached around her and she continued to massage me as if she didn’t feel it. After a while, I didn’t make the next move, so she said it was time to go back. At this time I also have no way out, had to pluck up the courage, holding her trick like to stay, and gently rubbed with his mouth on the thin clothes.
In the heat of the moment, I began to lick her arm. Perhaps the tickling was so pleasurable that she let out an “oooh”. Hearing this gasp, it was as if I had been instructed to attack, and I kissed even harder on her arms. Of course, just a few centimeters above my head were those huge breasts that I had been longing for, and I remembered that she had told me that her breasts were E-cups.
Seeing that the time was right, I quickly buried my head between her breasts and sucked hard on those two hemispheres through her shirt. At this point, she screamed louder, but didn’t resist, and I thought to myself that this fat piece of meat was always put to my lips. I quickly lifted her dress and attacked her big tits more directly. I didn’t realize that the breasts, usually wrapped tightly in clothes, were so spectacular when lifted.
These big tits were tightly covered by the bra, and they remained sharp and unyielding in the face of the enemy’s attack. I impatiently teased the parts beyond the cups with my tongue, but soon my insides began to feel unsatisfied, “I’m going to go deeper, I’m going to flick the bra away and enjoy these magnificent tits more directly!” Unencumbered tits are so beautiful, they dangle in front of my eyes, waiting to be kneaded, waiting to be contained. Of course, in addition to my tongue’s feats, my hands joined the fray; after all, tits this big hadn’t been touched yet in my life.
With the interplay of my tongue, lips, and hands, she had gradually become submissive, gradually forgetting that she was someone else’s wife, gradually forgetting the boundaries that should exist between friends. After I had made sure that the woman in front of me had become a pliant little sheep, the next thing to do was much easier. I turned her around and held her from behind, holding her big tits in one hand as I began to work my way down with the other.
I found her clitoris and turned it gently with my fingers, her gasps became more and more urgent, I probed further down and found that her pussy was already wet, this prodigal girl, it turned out that she took my attack as a kind of enjoyment and service.
So I started trying to play with her and get her to service me, and I pulled her hand back to where it was on my lower back, and then pressed her hand and rotated it around my dick. She seemed excited, but screamed, “No!” Strangely enough, when my hand left, her hand itself was still stroking my dick over and over, and the sluttiness of it was a huge turn-on for me.
Knowing her slutty nature, I wasn’t surprised by what she asked me next.
“Do you want me?” She said with a lustful look in her eyes. If I said no now, I would not only be sorry to her, but also to my parents who gave me this penis.
I first asked her to contain my penis, after all, is a human wife beauty, the technology is not covered, teeth will not scrape the glans at all, and without saying anything immediately kneel in front of me. Seeing her obediently, lewdly, intently sucking my dick, the heart really feel great excitement. This kind of condescending sense of conquest is not something that can be described!
Finally, the moment of truth came, after all, both were experienced, so I thought let’s just go straight to the behind position, which has always been a favorite of mine, as I can thrust and play with my tits at the same time. I had her hold the coffee table with both hands and bend over with her back to me to grab it, her pussy exposed to my eyes. I grabbed my dick and pushed forward relentlessly, the mature girl was not bad, not only did she not have a hard time, but the whole catered to my movements and screamed in waves.
I then asked her to take the top position, which is the most visually appealing position because you can see her huge tits bouncing up and down from thrusting. Her active thrusting also gave me a strong thrill, because active girls are sluts, and I love a slutty woman in bed. After thrusting in this position for a while, I began to feel that my dick was close to launching, her pussy bobbed up and down along with her body, gulping down my penis one bite at a time. It felt like every time I bobbed, my jade penis was squeezed once, and something kept trying to emerge from the tip of my glans.
Under the encasement of her warm pussy, the visual stimulation of her huge swaying breasts, and the sound stimulation of her lewd screams, I felt that the sperm gate was about to open wide, so I hurriedly withdrew my dick and let her take it in her mouth. Penis just inserted, sperm army rolled out, wave after wave straight to her throat, she deserves to be an experienced wife, not only did not dodge, but also completely did not be choked. When I finished cumming, I even used my tongue to pick at my horse’s eye and glans, licking the remaining semen to the last drop, I’ve never cum so comfortably before!
Later we had a few more, and realized that her needs were so high that her husband couldn’t satisfy her, so she was allowed to move out. Now, I already have a good girlfriend, also ready to get married, and her relationship is interrupted, but this with big tits wife between the story, or from time to time to let me recall.