It's funny how many friends we've made since word got out about my super-sexy, submissive, slim-and-stacked love doll of a wife.

 

Imagine you are at a friend's house, in his living room, trying to have a conversation with the guy, but you keep getting distracted by the sight of his incredible wife, who is sprawled languidly on the sofa, reading a book. She's wearing something skimpy and revealing. Her sexy legs keep slowly opening and closing, and her huge boobs are practically spilling out of her low-cut blouse, with the tops of each areola visible. Every once in a while she peeks at you over the top of her book and smiles lustily. Pretty soon you are sitting there next to her, and she has put down her book and is just lying there, totally limp and relaxed, moaning and sighing softly as you slide your hands all over her delicious body, feeling and squeezing and kneading soft flesh all over, wherever your fingers want to go...

 

That's Teri in a nutshell.

 

If anything, she has become even more submissive in the past year. She loves to be played with like a love doll, and to be told what to do. She's so hot and so willing -- tell her to pull off her shirt and cram her huge tits all over your face, and there they are, soft warm titflesh mashed against your cheeks and flooding into your eager wide-open mouth. And the whole time, she has this really sexy dreamy smile on her lovely face. As long as whatever you tell her to do will ultimately lead to her huge breasts and wet chewy pussy being sucked and devoured and fucked with wild lusty abandon, she's happy.

 

And it turns me on so much to watch another guy enjoying her like that!

 

Pretty weird, I know. Well, Teri and I are both resigned to being weird. (I know she is, because she likes to put corn chips in her peanut butter sandwiches.)

 

Yesterday she made a young man we'd just met so very horny.

 

Kevin owns the little home-theater store in town, which amazingly is still in business despite the year-old Circuit City looming just a few blocks away. A few days ago we went there to purchase a new big-screen TV. With her shorts and halter top, Teri kept drawing lusty glances from poor Kevin even as he showed us the different TVs he had. Much to Teri's amusement and delight, Kevin looks somewhat like the actor who played Aragorn in the "Lord of the Rings" movies. So my wife teased him mercilessly with nice views right down into her cleavage.

 

Yesterday, he showed up around five in the afternoon to deliver the TV we had purchased. Teri was again wearing some skimpy shorts and a halter top, this time with no bra on underneath. This particular shirt covered less than half of her expansive chest -- lots of jiggly titflesh was visible. She lingered nearby with her arms crossed beneath her massive melons (pushing them upward so deliciously), watching Kevin unpack our new TV and set it up. Kevin did a poor job of keeping the frequent glances at her delicious chest discreet.

 

When the new TV was wired up, Kevin spent some time testing it and showing us how to do various things, like changing the video input in use. We had a video camera on a tripod connected to the old TV (the reason for this could be the subject of at least one other story), and now it was connected to one of the many inputs on the new TV. When Kevin switched to that input, Teri turned on the camera, took it off the tripod, and pointed it at him. His face showed up larger than life on the new TV.

 

"Here, let me see that," Kevin said, reaching for the camera. Teri handed it to him, and he stepped back a few feet and pointed it at her. She giggled and struck a sexy pose with her hands on her hips and her chest thrust outward.

 

"Wow, you look good on TV," he said as Teri's pretty face and big delicious chest showed up on the 50-inch screen. Teri giggled again and struck another pose, lifting her chest up with her hands and pursing her lips seductively. I just sat on the sofa on the other side of the room and watched her tease him, my cock already stiff in my jeans.

 

Kevin looked at her through the viewfinder, then looked at the big screen, then at her. "You look incredible no matter where I look," he moaned. I think he had already forgotten I was there watching too.

 

"Mmmmmnnggh thank you," she replied, and struck another pose with her arms stretched up over and behind her head. Her boobs looked like they were ready to rip right out of her top.

 

"Ooooh baby, take off your shirt," he said, presumably in jest.

 

"Okay," my wife cheerfully replied. She quickly pulled her shirt off over her head. Her huge tits bounced free and thrust toward the camera.

 

"I can't believe you, oh my god, oh man, look at those huge motherf-!!" Kevin exclaimed as he thumbed the zoom button. Teri's squeezable suckable tits filled the big screen. She giggled and shook them from side to side.

 

Kevin tore his gaze away from the camera's viewfinder and looked over at me. "I can't believe she really took her shirt off!" he cried, then laughed. "You're okay with this?" I just nodded and continued to watch the scene with amusement.

 

He laughed again, then held up the camera again and gazed through its viewfinder at Teri. Her hands were on her hips now, and she was gently swinging her boobs from side to side. Her delicious titflesh jiggled and her nipples danced.

 

"Oh, my, fucking, god..." he moaned slowly as he stared through the camera at her huge mountains of pleasure. He was having trouble now holding the camera steady; it looked like it would soon slip right out of his hands. I got up off the couch, came over to him, and gently took the camera out of his hands, then set it back on its tripod. Teri skipped over to the center of the room where the camera was now pointing, and continued to jiggle her boobs for the camera. She dug her fingers into them and scrunched them up against her chest and shook them. Kevin and I both stared at her amazing chest on the big screen.

 

"The new TV is working good," I said to him.

 

"Fuuuuuuuuuck..." he moaned, his eyes wide.

 

Teri lifted her breasts up to her face and crammed both nipples into her mouth with her fingers, pushing and shoving and cramming that yummy titflesh until she could get no more of it into her mouth. Then she closed her mouth and start sucking noisily on her delicious nipples. Her fingers dug into the huge mounds of flesh that hung down from her mouth, stretching her tits downward as she made growling sounds and shook her head from side to side, making her boobs slosh and sway.

 

That was it -- the moment that Teri loves so much, when the man she is teasing loses control and has to have her. Kevin stepped behind my delicious wife and wrapped his arms around her, pressing his fingers deep into her huge mounds. Teri sighed happily and went limp against him. She became a living, breathing love doll, giving her incredible body completely to him.

 

"These tits are so fucking incredible..." he moaned as he curled his hands into fists with Teri's titflesh trapped inside them. The sofa was just a few feet away, and Kevin slowly backed up toward it, pulling his delicious squeeze toy along with him. When he reached the sofa he sat down, with Teri on his lap, her back against his chest. As he gazed down at her incredible boobs with a look of absolute LUST on his face, Kevin eagerly kneaded and squeezed her soft mounds like bread dough.

 

I pointed the video camera at them and zoomed in on her chest, so that the big TV screen was filled with her helpless mountains being mashed and squeezed by very happy horny hands. Teri's head lolled against Kevin's shoulder, and the backs of her hands lay placidly on the sofa on either side of Kevin's hips. She had a look of absolute bliss on her face, and her soft moans and sighs also gave away her absolute joy at being played with so lustily. I knew that she could just sit there and have her sexy body played with all night long, or until Kevin completely ran out of energy.

 

"I want to suck on these tits so bad..." Kevin growled as he squished them together between his hands and curled his fingers into the helpless flesh.

 

"Unnnnggggghhhkkk they're so super suckable..." Teri moaned in between other less intelligible moans.

 

Suddenly she found herself on her back on the sofa, with a breast-crazed lust monster mashing her tits against his face with his hands. He lashed at them with his tongue, sliding it all over her tits, tasting every inch of soft smooth breastflesh. One swollen nipple pressed up against his mouth and he opened it wide to let it in. He sucked it in, sucked it in deep, mashing it in with his fingers and sucking, sucking so eagerly, so hungrily.

 

I can now say that I have met a man who is at least as breast-crazed as I am. He absolutely could not stop sucking and squeezing and kneading Teri's wonderful mountains of pleasure. My wife writhed so sexily on the sofa beneath him, her boobs jiggling and undulating and sloshing against his face and hands, and he munched and sucked on every scrap of titflesh he could. He found what I like to call Teri's "Breast G-spot", located about an inch below each nipple, and sucked on them for at least fifteen minutes each, making her moan until her voice was hoarse.

 

I could not help climaxing myself while sitting in a chair across the room watching the action on the big screen TV. I had to retreat to the restroom to clean up, and when I came back Kevin was still hungrily devouring her tits, now with both nipples mashed deep inside his mouth at once. He was growling like some kind of ravenous beast (just like I do) and Teri's hoarse voice was tested with even more long hot moans and sighs.

 

Having already shot my load, and feeling rather hungry, I headed into the kitchen to whip us up some dinner. I could not see the sofa from the kitchen, but I could see the TV, so I managed to keep an eye on the HOT action going on in there while I prepared dinner. My aching cock was hard again as I watched Kevin slide Teri's shorts and panties down her sexy legs and start playing with her shaved pussy. He seemed to really enjoy the look and feel of her whole body bucking and writhing against his own as he explored her pussy lips with his fingers. Like her big boobs, her pussy is a wonderful plaything that you can grope and explore and play with as long as you want. I just love to take hold of each lip between my fingers and stretch them out and rub them against each other (or against other things, especially hard things), and Kevin had discovered the joys of doing that as well. Teri was practically shrieking now, as much as her hoarse voice would allow, and her fingers were digging hard into the sofa cushions. Her body heaved and bucked and her huge breasts flailed, and Kevin could not help grabbing a big tit with one hand and resuming the kneading and squeezing attention that her breasts always crave.

 

As I was putting the meatloaf in the oven I could hear Teri making the particular kind of short, rapid moans that indicated she was climaxing. On the TV I could see that Kevin had at least two fingers inside her all the way up to his knuckles, and his thumb was rapidly stroking her pussy lips. Damn, whatever he was doing, he was doing very well! I tried to study what he was doing closer, but the camera angle was not quite right. Teri was in a frenzy, her body bucking and writhing even harder. Kevin's other hand had a firm grip on a big soft breast, his fingers dug in deep.

 

I sort of crept back into the living room, not wanting to disturb the action, just wanting to get a closer look, see if there was anything I could learn. (I think sex is in some ways like flying a plane -- you're always learning, long after you've gotten your license.) Kevin looked up at me with a big grin on his face. I just smiled and nodded back at him, reassuring him that I was okay with what he was doing, and then I repositioned the camera so I could see the HOT action between Teri's sexy thighs better from the kitchen. (And in case you are wondering, no I was not recording this, and now I sure wish I had been!)

 

A few minutes later I heard Teri's distinctive moans again and I though, damn, I think he just beat my record for fastest second orgasm. I glanced at the TV in time to see him return his full attention to her breasts. I heard him moan, "I'm sorry, I can't help myself, they're so fucking incredible..." I had to smile. I've said something like to her many times while squeezing and kneading her helpless mountains for the fourth or fifth or sixth time in a row. And now he was feasting on them, and Teri smiled blissfully and sighed softly as she enjoyed the sensations of her big soft breasts being feasted upon yet again.

 

Ten minutes later dinner was ready, and I started setting it on the table. Kevin was still happily munching on my wife's tits. "You've had plenty of hors d’oeuvres, time for the main course!" I said. Kevin reluctantly got to his feet. Teri pointed at his crotch and giggled. There was a dark stain there.

 

"Unnnngggghhh, you should have let me drink that," she moaned.

 

Kevin covered his crotch with his hands and just smiled back at us. Then he asked where the bathroom was and I directed him to it. Then we all had dinner. Teri had her shorts on again but was still topless, and she smiled at us each time we gazed at her big jiggling mountains.

 

After dinner Kevin asked "what's for dessert?" while staring intently at my sexy wife. His dessert ended up being her massive melons, right back on the couch, so much sucking and squeezing and kneading and feasting, for another hour at least. Then he got up and reluctantly declared he had to go, since he still had to do some things in his shop before he went home for the night.

 

"Mmmmmnngggh, be sure to visit us again," Teri said huskily as our new friend headed out the front door. Kevin responded by lifting each breast and giving the nipple a long suckling kiss. Then he mashed both her nipples (and much surrounding titflesh) into his mouth and sucked on them for a few minutes, right there at our front door, before finally managing to tear himself away from her and bid us goodbye.