My favorite way to deal with a case of pure raging lust is to smother it with my big boobies. Sometimes though, it takes a long time to put out the fire!
Setting the fire does not take long though, and it is so much fun.
A few evenings ago we had a young friend (I will call him Pete, because that is his name!) of my husband’s over. They are both members of the local astronomy club, and Pete was here to look at all of Rob’s toys, and do some moon gazing and star gazing if the clouds permitted.
As you know, I am one of Rob’s toys too.
Oooooh Pete is so cute, with his really tight sexy ass! I wanted to grab it every time he was close. I was feeling quite frisky that evening, after all the kisses and feels my husband had stolen all day. My husband could see right away that I was going to be “trouble”. He seems to really enjoy watching me cause “trouble”. Especially when first-time visitors are around.
I wore an extra-large t-shirt and sandals, and that was all. But how could anyone claim I was dressing provocatively? I was pretty well covered up! (Well I suppose my big boobies were quite obviously pressing out against that thin fabric and my nipples were clearly outlined, and all that titflesh jiggled and swayed whenever I walked around, but my whole chest was covered. So there!)
Much to my delight, Pete was clearly distracted whenever I was near. His eyes kept snapping to my body whenever I moved around or said something. I pretended not to notice and just kept watching the two guys assemble the big telescope.
When they were finished, the sky was still very cloudy, so the guys retreated to the living room and turned on the TV. I sat between them on the long sofa. My husband grabbed the remote and surfed around until we found a rerun of the “X-Files”.
Mmmm good, commercials. I like to watch TV with lots of commercial breaks. Commercial breaks can be so much fun!
When the first commercial break came on, I started squirming around on the couch. “Yuck, commercials,” I pouted. I brought my legs up and stretched them across my husband’s lap, and lay down so that my head was settled against Pete’s arm. My big boobies spread out real nice inside my shirt. I could see the nipples clearly. I had to resist grabbing them and stretching them and making them nice and hard.
I looked up at Pete and caught him staring at my chest. He saw me looking at him and turned his gaze back to the commercials.
“Do you mind if I lay my head here?” I asked him innocently.
“No!” he said, maybe a little too excitedly. I just smiled at him and said, “good.”
I was really horny then. The guys could have had their way with me all they wanted. My big boobies were ready for a long hot sucking and kneading. My pussy was eager to be pawed and eaten and impaled. I would have loved it if they had ripped my shirt off right then and there!
But I remained the innocent wifey, just pouting and waiting for the show to come back on.
Eventually it did, and my helpless body remained safe for at least another ten minutes.
By the time the next break came, I already had one of my hands “absent-mindedly” up inside my shirt, gently squeezing and fondling a big soft breast.
I heard Pete suck in his breath, and I looked up at him again and caught him staring at my chest again.
“Ooops!” I said with a giggle as I brought my naughty wayward hand out of there. “Sorry.”
He did not say anything. He just continued to stare for a moment, and then he tore his gaze away, back to the TV.
I knew I had him totally hooked like a fish. My big boobies were the jiggly bait.
While that was going on, my husband was gently stroking my thighs with his magic fingers. He knew that hot things would be happening very soon.
I snuck my hand back up inside my shirt and started playing with a nipple. Soon Pete was looking at that instead of the TV.
“Rob,” he finally said to my husband, “look what your wife is doing!”
My husband looked, and I could see the spark of breast-lust in his expression. Knowing him, he probably wanted that nipple deep inside his mouth!
“Teri, you’re teasing our guest!” he scolded.
“Oooops,” I said again as I withdrew my hand.
“Just ignore her, she gets like that sometimes,” Rob said. He continued to stroke my thighs with his fingers. Mmmmmmnnggghh!
“She’s kinda hard to ignore,” our cute visitor responded.
“Because my boobies are so big?” I asked innocently. I was eager to mash them in somebody’s face real soon.
Pete made a show of staring at me wide-eyed and having a coughing fit.
We watched the show for a few minutes, until the next commercial break. When Pete looked at me again, I had both hands up inside my shirt. He started to laugh.
“If you keep doing that, I’m gonna have a hard time controlling myself.”
I responded to that by sinking my fingers deeper into my big boobies. I mashed them vigorously underneath my shirt and softly sighed.
“Rob, look what she’s doing!”
My husband looked at me like he was seeing nothing unusual. (Which was really the case!)
“So?” he replied.
“I can’t stand it,” Pete said as he took hold of the bottom of my t-shirt and tugged it up above my chest. My boobies rolled out and showed themselves to the horny guys on either side of me. My fingers sank into them again and gave them a quick squeeze. My clean-shaven pussy was easily visible too, and I saw Pete flicking his gaze back and forth between that and my chest.
“Mnnnnnggghhh, honey, look what he did! He pulled up my shirt!”
“Yes, dear.”
Pete stared at my chest with absolute lust as I continued to knead them and roll my erect nipples between my fingers. The TV was totally forgotten now.
“Fuck,” he gasped, “they’re incredible.”
“Unnnggghhhhh they’re big and soft and suckable,” I moaned as I kneaded them right there next to him. I felt my husband’s fingers traveling up my thighs, coming very close to my vulnerable pussy.
“Forget the moon, I wanna just sit here and watch this all night,” Pete said. He continued to stare at my practically naked body as I kneaded my boobies and my husband stroked my inner thighs just a few inches from my pussy lips.
“Are my big boobies making you horny?” I asked our guest huskily as I mashed them together into one big quivering flesh mountain.
Pete nodded and moved his face closer to them. Rob’s fingertips touched my pussy lips, making me moan and squish my fingers into my boobs even harder.
“I want to suck on them,” our horny guest moaned. He continued to stare at my big boobies with incredible lust.
“Unnnngghhh Rob, he’s getting horny!” I cried. “What if he grabs my helpless boobies?”
My husband did not respond, but he continued to finger my pussy. His fingertips stroked those helpless lips and made me even more insanely hot.
Then he did something down there, his fingers pressing against my clitoris in just the right away, and I moaned loudly and shot my own hands down between my legs. I grabbed my husband’s hand and drove his fingers deep into me. My back arched, making my now-free flesh mountains roll outward, spreading out and jiggling just inches from Pete’s face. They heaved and shook as I fucked myself with my husband’s fingers!
Then Pete lost all control. He grabbed my big soft boobies, sinking his fingers and his face deep into them. Oh, how I love it when a man loses all control and devours my breasts!! They were two big, soft, flailing, utterly helpless mountains in his horny hands. He mashed and squeezed and kneaded them. He shoveled tit into his mouth and sucked hungrily. His fingers dug in, squished, and pulled on the heavy warm titflesh like taffy.
My husband, meanwhile, sank down to his knees between my legs and ate me alive. His teeth grated against my wet cunt and his tongue lashed out to plunge into the juicy depths.
If we had been in an apartment, my loud, wild moaning would probably have earned us a visit from the police!
I must have climaxed at least three times while those lust-crazed beasts had their way with me. Let me tell you, there is nothing more exquisite than climaxing while my nipples are being hungrily sucked on! Pete had both of them mashed deep inside his mouth and was really giving them a long hot sucking and tongue-lashing.
Every time poor Pete paused to rest, I wrapped my arms around his head and mashed my tits all over his face. I pressed my nipples right into his mouth, driving him crazy with lust and earning even more kneading and sucking. I doubt Pete will ever get his hands and lips on a more suckable pair of boobies.
Finally his hands and mouth were just totally worn out. He lay back on the sofa, dazed and breathing heavily. I rolled over on top of him and beat his face with my boobs, then rubbed them all over his chest and lap. Then I unzipped his pants, pulled them down, and piled all my titflesh on top of his wonderfully hard cock.
My boobies totally buried his cock. I mashed my chest down hard and ground my tits all over his poor helpless member. It took just a few minutes to make him cum. He yelped and moaned as he spurted helplessly within the depths of the flesh mountains that completely enveloped his aching shaft. I rubbed my sticky tits all over his dick, and then just lay there with my head on his chest, feeling his cock lose its rigidity in between my messy boobies.
We sent him home very happy and content. I am looking forward to his next visit!
All this writing has made me so fucking horny right now. I’m going to get naked and lie down on the couch. I hope when my honey comes home, he takes total advantage and utterly devours me. Uunnnnggghhhh!