As the mysterious beauty kneeled on the sands, straddling his knees, Joseph appreciated her beauty. Her smooth, tan skin, her rounded face with a button nose, full, soft lips that seemed perpetually turned up at the corners into a playful smirk, and deep, warm brown eyes that glimmered with mischievous intent. Soft curves, a gentle hourglass silhouette, ripe, healthy, fertile…
His eyes traced from her thick, smooth thighs and wide, rounded hips to her padded waistline, before moving on to those tits! Those massive, glorious, pillow-soft mounds of flesh crowned with wide, dark brown nipples, each hefty, jiggling melon the size of her head, her hands currently pawing and kneading at the spheres hypnotically, fingers sinking deep into gloriously soft titflesh…
Slowly, she sank down, leaning forward, letting those enormous tits sway underneath her chest as she lowered them down, down, down…
She laid her hands on his tight abs, fingers splaying, letting them slide up toward his toned chest as those ludicrously soft melons drew closer and closer to his throbbing dick…
The pulsing crown of his cock disappeared between those globes, and he let out a soft groan. It was just so soft, so wonderfully soft and smooth and warm…
She giggled, watching his expression twist with pleasure as she continued to lower herself. She rolled her shoulders, moving her upper arms down to squeeze those titanic tits together tighter around him as inch after inch of long, slender cock disappeared between her monstrous melons, drawing another groan from his lips as he squeezed his eyes shut. He felt, rather than saw, the moment her chest swallowed his entire length, he felt warm, soft weight settle upon his hips, his cock harder than ever, the crown throbbing angrily as it peeked out from the deep valley of her perfect tits, barely escaping the suffocating embrace of her melons. He groaned again, opening his eyes and craning his neck to stare down in awe at the view.
She purred, playfully: “I knew you’d like them… impressive… most guys just disappear between these wonders”, she added, looking down at the swollen, reddened crown peeking out of her cleavage. She shifted, setting her elbows into the sand beside his hips and raising her hands up to the sides of her breasts, squeezing them together.
Joseph groaned again, feeling the pressure on his member increase, her cloudy tits squeezing together, engulfing the swollen, gleaming tip between them.
“There he goes! Bye-bye”, she joked, before releasing the pressure once again to let the swollen tip peek out once again, the cool morning air caressing his glistening crown.
“And he’s back! Aww, little cutie came back to see me…” she giggled, smiling playfully.
“I think he deserves a kiss…” she added, looking up at his as she craned her neck forward, pressing her lips to the swollen, sensitive head and giving it a gentle kiss, her head half-buried in her own spectacular cleavage.
She pulled her lips away with a soft smack, and squeezed her tits together again, smothering the gleaming crown once more, a wicked smile on her lips. She toyed with his cock, squeezing it between her marvellous melons for a moment, then letting off the pressure to let the tip peek out and planting a kiss upon the gleaming, throbbing head. Sometimes, it was just a soft peck, other times a sensual, tongue-swirling French kiss that lingered for ages.
She used her tits to play with him too, sliding them up and down a few inches at a time, bouncing them rapidly up and down, sometimes together, sometimes in opposite directions…
It felt amazing, but it just wasn’t enough. He still hadn’t come yet, and with each delicious second of teasing titfuck playtime the ache in his balls grew more and more pronounced. His cock throbbed hard in the silky-soft embrace of her supple flesh, his body writhing with pleasure as he groaned and clawed at the sand beneath him, release almost painfully close…
She leaned her head down to teasingly kiss his cockhead once again, and he just couldn’t take it anymore. He groaned again, and his hands shot out, reaching for her, his fingers running through her hair as they sought out handholds, forcefully gripping her head with both hands, holding her firmly in place.
Her eyes widened with surprise, then widened further as his hips bucked, uncontrollably, thrusting his shaft through the silken valley of her soft tits into the hot, wet embrace of her lips. He groaned, back arching, grinding the back of his head into the sand as he began to thrust his hips, plunging his throbbing shaft into her warm mouth, his flared head sliding over her soft tongue.
It didn’t take long for the sensations to drive him over the edge, he’d been so close for so long, it was all but inevitable. His abs spasmed, his sack tightened around his balls, his grip tightened on the back of her head, and he let out a ragged groan from deep in his core.
His shaft throbbed on her tongue, once, twice, then fired, a blast of hot cum suddenly coating and soaking her taste buds in his sticky, salty, musky spunk. He shook, his body trembling with uncontrollable pleasure as his balls tightened rhythmically, filling her mouth with his thick, creamy seed for what seemed like an eternity.
When the pleasure finally abated, he fell limp on the sand, eyes closed as he savoured the afterglow, his hands falling away from her head, slender, toned chest rising and falling as he panted softly for breath. There was a wet smack from down below, and he felt the sensation of cool air caress his crown once again. He opened his eyes and lifted his head to look down, catching sight of her mid-swallow, eyes closed.
When she opened them again, she met his gaze and shot him a look of annoyance: “A little warning would have been nice” she scolded, before smirking again. “But then again… I don’t mind a little snack before the main course.”
She purred, pushing herself upright, her breasts lifting away from his shaft as she crawled forward on her knees until her hips hovered over his, her perfectly-smooth slit glistening with arousal, just inches from his slightly-softened member.
He stared up at her as she loomed over him like some sort of pagan fertility goddess, the rising sun behind her, its light diffused through the fog into a halo that illuminated her gloriously curvaceous silhouette as she smiled down at him with a predatory, playful look smouldering in her eyes.
(ends next month)
**This text does not reflect, necessarily, ApartadoX opinion.
