I cannot believe how much my big helpless boobies have been groped and sucked today! And it is still only early afternoon.

 

Most mornings, my honey wakes up before I do. He has an alarm clock with a speaker on a wire that goes under his pillow, so only he can hear it when it goes off. I am right next to him, sleeping innocently on my back. My big boobies are spread out like dinner plates under the sheet. Rob pulls the sheet carefully off of my chest. Then he spends some amount of time just staring down at me and getting really horny. When he cannot hold back any longer, he grabs my helpless boobies and mashes them together and sucks on them like the Lust Monster he is! I can feel them getting devoured in my dream before my poor mind gives up on the whole idea of sleep.

 

But this morning I woke up first, and I remembered all the things I had to get done around the house. We have company coming tomorrow and the kitchen was a mess. So was the guest bedroom and bathroom, but that is my husband's job. Mine is the kitchen. I have to do the kitchen because he always puts things away in weird places.

 

It was only 6 AM but the house was already very warm. (It is over 100 outside now.) I pulled on a pair of old blue jeans and stepped into my floppy old rubber sandals that say "Hawaii" on them. I did not feel like putting a shirt on (I love my big boobies and sometimes I just do not feel like covering them up!) so I went into the kitchen topless and started tidying it up.

 

Rob got up and came into the kitchen about a half hour later. I was moving things around in the pantry and had my back to him. I heard him quietly walk up to me from behind, and I got as far as "good mor-" when he reached around me and grabbed my hanging tits and mashed them against my chest!

 

He stood there and growled his "Lust Monster" growl right into my ear as he sank his fingers into my boobs and kneaded my poor helpless titflesh.

 

"Mmmmmmmnnngghhhh," I sighed. I could feel his hardness pressing against my tailbone. I just stood there as he groped and squeezed my breasts and licked my ear. He continued to growl his soft lusty growl.

 

Then he let go of me. He got some cleaning stuff from under the kitchen sink, and left to go clean the bathrooms.

 

Ungh! He left me there feeling so fucking HOT! How could he just leave me standing there feeling so horny? I had to suck on my boobies for several minutes before I could get back to work on the pantry.

 

Thirty minutes later he was back. I had big yellow Playtex gloves on. We have two sinks in the kitchen, one on the island and one on the side counter. When Rob came into the kitchen he could see my big boobies hanging down and swinging from side to side while I was scrubbing the sink on the island. There was soapy water and little bits of gunk splattered on them.

 

He came up behind me and grabbed his favorite toys again!

 

I immediately stopped what I was doing and just stood there blissfully while he played with me.

 

"You got them dirty," he growled into my ear. He squirted some liquid soap all over my boobies and proceeded to wash them right there over the sink, using the dish sprayer on the hose to get them all wet. His hands were all over them, soaping them up and scrubbing them real good. My big boobies always get really clean when my honey washes them for me.

 

After he rinsed the suds off my chest, he turned me around and grabbed my big clean wet boobies. He lifted them up and mashed them together. Then he sank his face into them and started to suck!

 

I moaned and moaned while my out-of-control Lust Monster devoured my helpless wet boobs. He tried to shovel as much titflesh into his mouth as he could, sucking it way in. I could see his cheeks pull in and hear the slurping. I love to look down and watch my boobies get devoured like that!

 

That went on for at least fifteen minutes: sucking mashing squeezing kneading and more sucking. He grunted and growled as he sucked and sucked on my breasts and mashed his fingers deep into them. I collapsed onto the island next to the sink. I was on my back and this ravenous beast just continued to ravish my big soft boobies. We both had things to do but when the sucking starts, nothing else matters. I am so helpless when my lover is having his way with me! I ran my wet Playtex-covered fingers through his hair and made it all messy while his fingers and lips and tongue rampaged across my undulating boobies.

 

Finally he found the willpower to stop. He let go of me, took my hand, and pulled me to my feet. He planted sloppy wet kisses on my lips and my erect nipples. Then he left the kitchen and went back to his chores.

 

I went back to scrubbing the sinks, but my heart was definitely not in it. I wanted to go grab him and drag him back to bed and beat on his face (and his hard dick) with my tits.

 

Oh! My honey is so sweet. He is letting me sit on his lap right now while I type. I have my laptop on my lap. The laptop gets quite hot, so it is a good thing I still have my jeans on. I have something better than a bra on now: Rob's hands. They are holding my big boobies up. My tits are spread all over them. His fingers are splayed and his palms are facing up, but I cannot see them at all because my big boobies totally cover them. He is being such a gentleman, holding my breasts up while I type! His fingers are a little bit twitchy -- they sometimes curl inward, right into my soft warm titflesh. Mmmmmm I hope he does not realize just how much I love to feel his fingers sinking into them. Can you imagine how some guys would take total advantage of me right now? They would grope and squeeze and knead my helpless boobies with savage lust! Mashing their fingers right into my helpless mounds. Unnnngghh! And I would be so helpless because I would LOVE it! I hope my honey is not reading this over my shoulder right now. It might plant the seeds of lust in his gentlemanly mind and then his hands would lose all control. Then I will not be able to type any more.

 

Where was I? Oh yes. I went back to work in the kitchen, cleaning the stovetop. But my mind was wandering. I was very tempted to go see what progress my husband was making in the guest bathroom and bedroom.

 

After I finished with the stove and the counter next to it, I could not wait any longer. I went to the guest bathroom but he was not in there. Through the other door into the guest bedroom. He was picking clean laundry up off the bed (where it tends to accumulate after being washed) and stuffing it all into laundry baskets on the floor.

 

I walked right up to him and gave him a full-breasted hug and asked how he was doing.

 

He did not say anything, he just THREW me down onto the bed, right in the middle of a pile of bath towels, and let out a big Lust Monster ROAR! I sprawled all over the laundry with my big boobies heaving and shaking all over the place and I looked at him with mock terror and went "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!"

 

Then his hands and his mouth were attacking my helpless boobies and having their way with them AGAIN.

 

Unnnngggh I am fucking HOT right now just thinking about it. My honey is still just holding my boobies. I can feel his warm breath on my right shoulder. He must not be reading this, or he is exercising a whole lot of willpower. He is not saying anything. Am I sitting on the lap of a chivalrous honey or a sleeping Lust Monster? I am trying very hard not to grab his hands and mash them hard into my tits.

 

The Monster let go of my boobies just long enough to grab a big bath towel and wind it up into a thick long rope. He tied it around my breasts with a simple knot so that they stood up like two jiggling mountain peaks. My erect nipples perched right on top, but I did not get to look at them for long because he mashed them together with his fingers and shoved them both into his mouth to suck on with so much savage HUNGER!

 

(I had to stop typing and pull on my nipples to make them nice and hard again. Each one is poking out between a thumb and index finger. My nipples look so "udderly" vulnerable. So easy right now to squeeze and stretch and play with.)

 

He sucked and sucked on my helpless boobies, and then he did something that always drives me CRAZY. He had a jar of Vaseline right there next to the bed (almost as if he had been planning all this), and as he straddled my stomach he unzipped his pants and brought out his really hard cock. He slowly smeared Vaseline all over it while he growled at me. I just lay there so helpless and moaned as I watched his fingers do what mine really wanted to do. Then he scooted forward and slapped his hard cock down on one of my breasts, pressing the side of his shaft down against a nipple. Titflesh rose up on either side of his cock as he pressed it down deep into my big soft breast. Then he cupped his hand over it and squeezed the flesh together on top, so that my big boob wrapped around his dick like the bun around a hotdog. My nipple pressed upward against the bottom of his hard shaft, where it is most sensitive.

 

Then he FUCKED my poor helpless tit! Unnnnggghhhh! God how I LOVE that! Even more then when he squeezes my tits together against his cock and fucks them. Fucking just ONE tit, taking out all of that savage lust on it, mashing that nipple way down and shoving his hard cock up and down against it. That drives me wild! I raked my fingernails down his back, just like I do when he is fucking my wet pussy.

 

Rob is growling in my ear now, a low loooooong growl. Maybe he is reading this after all. Now his fingers are twitching and curling more. Mmmmmmmmhh my breasts are so helpless on his palms.

 

He fucked my other breast, then he removed the towel from around my poor tormented mountains and planted a long hot kiss right on my lips, thrusting his tongue down between them. Then he picked up two laundry baskets full of laundry and left the room!

 

Unnnggghh!! I just lay there on the bed feeling so horny. I did not want to get up and do anything else. I just wanted my Lust Monster to come back and have his way with me.

 

He did not come back, though, so I got up to go see what was going on. I did not see him in the kitchen or the other bedroom. If I had seen him before I sat down on the couch in the living room, then this story would not have been written yet because I would have jumped on him and made wild love to him. My laptop was sitting on the end table so I rather absent-mindedly grabbed it and turned it on. My lust settled down from broil to a delicious simmer. I fired up Word and started typing.

 

Rob just growled "looks like you're finished now" into my ear. His fingers are sinking into my big boobies again. Unnnnggghhh he's kneading them and nibbling on my ear. He just told me how much he wants to FUCK me. I gotta go. Bye bye.