My wife Teri is an incredible tease. When the weather is warm enough (as it is now) she loves to wear as little as she can get away with. If I'm not staring at her enough as she walks by, she removes something so that she is wearing even less the next time she walks by. Right now she is outside in the garden planting something; she is wearing shorts and a lacy black bra. Already once today I walked up to her, pulled one of her breasts up out of its bra cup, crammed it into my mouth and sucked on it for several minutes while she moaned and moaned, then stuffed that delicious flesh back into the bra and went about my business. I plan to do that again right after I finish this.
What she really loves the most is what she calls the "sexplosion": that moment when whoever she is mercilessly teasing finally loses control, grabs her, and has his lust-crazed way with her big helpless tits and incredible body!
Ever since Teri stopped working a month ago and became a housewife (and frequent helpless squeeze toy), her “playfulness” has been pushing her in new directions. Her most recent hobby was tormenting the UPS man.
During the past several weeks I’ve been putting together two new computers and a faster network between them. Since we live in ranch country now (our nearest neighbor is about a quarter mile away), quite far from places like Fry’s and CompUSA, I have to mail order all my stuff. Therefore I have been ordering parts from a half dozen different vendors, and the big brown UPS truck has been quite a familiar sight on our dirt driveway. With all the computer stuff I’ve recently purchased, as well as my usual monthly shipment of Peet’s coffee, Greg (not his real name) has made at least two deliveries per week to this house in the past month or so.
The first time the UPS guy showed up after my wife “retired”, Teri was wandering around the house wearing only panties, sandals, and the same black bra she's wearing now. She was in full torment mode. The more she is tormenting me and messing with my productivity (I work at home), the happier she is. It is a game we play almost daily: to see how long I can keep from "sexploding".
The UPS truck usually shows up around 2 PM, and by that time I am usually only an hour or so away from becoming the Lust Monster and grabbing my tasty wife the next time she slinks by. It was a good thing that the dining room shutters were closed when the doorbell rang; otherwise because Greg the UPS man would have gotten an eyeful of delicious nearly-naked Teri through the window next to the front door.
I answered the door, and had the usual friendly banter with Greg as I signed for the first of the many packages that would be arriving over the next few weeks. He has already made quite a few deliveries to use since we’ve moved here, so I already knew him pretty well. He is a big guy, standing at least a foot taller than me, and probably played football in high school because he sure has the right build for it.
As I handed the electronic clipboard back to Greg, he looked over my shoulder and smiled. I glanced behind me and saw Teri peeking around the edge of the doorway connecting the front hall to the dining room. She giggled and waved “hi” to Greg.
“Hi, are you Teri?” the UPS man asked.
“Yeah! You finally caught me at home!” she replied with another of her trademark giggles. UPS has made quite a few deliveries to her as well, but she was always at work when the truck came around, so Greg had never met her before.
“Well it’s really nice meeting you!” Greg reached out his hand to shake Teri’s, and she stretched hers to his, while keeping the rest of herself hidden. The deliveryman looked at her with amusement as they shook hands. My wife giggled again and said, “As you can probably tell, I’m not exactly dressed for company right now!”
Greg smiled and replied, “that’s okay, ma’am, maybe next time…” He didn’t finish whatever he was going to say, because Teri innocently stepped out into the hall right next to me, in all her curvy glory. Her big breasts bounced and jiggled inside her very lucky bra cups.
The UPS man made a show of bugging his eyes out, then slapping his hands over them. He spread his fingers so he could look between them. “Oh wow, you are a sight!”
Teri giggled. “Oh I just didn’t want to be unfriendly, that’s all. Besides, it’s not like I’m naked!” She was really having fun now.
“I better get going,” the poor guy said as he tugged on his collar. “Take care!”
“You too!” Teri called to him as he retreated to his truck. “See you soon!”
I knew right away that Teri was looking forward to that.
As soon as we closed the door, I grabbed my horny wife, dragged her to the nearest sofa, pulled her bra down, and had my way with those big soft flailing breasts as she moaned with great delight.
Three days later, Greg showed up again with another package. I knew there would be a delivery that day, having checked my order delivery status on UPS’s tracking page, and I warned Teri that he would show up and to dress accordingly. She wore a tank-top shirt and tight shorts. You can see a lot of jiggly titflesh through the open parts of that shirt - in fact you can slide your pawing fingers in, dig out a big soft breast, and suck on it. Needless to say, I have done that many times. As for those shorts: OH WOW. They show off so much of her incredible hips and thighs. I have spent a lot of time licking them all over.
With those articles of clothing on, she answered the door. I think that whatever Greg was going to say just caught in his throat, because I only heard Teri talking as she accepted the electronic clipboard and signed it. I casually joined my wife at the door, and Greg handed me the package. He was visibly blushing, and trying quite hard not to stare at Teri’s incredible body. I joined Teri’s little game and let the poor guy off the hook by saying, “you know, she really likes it when you look at her, so go ahead and stare all you want.”
Teri giggled as Greg’s gaze snapped onto her and wandered up and down her body.
“You know,” he finally said, “you really ought to be a topless dancer!”
“You think so, huh? Want a lap dance right now?” Teri lightly brushed the nametag on Greg’s shirt with her fingers.
Greg looked desperately at me. I just shrugged my shoulders and gave him a smile.
“Um, I’m afraid I don’t have time now. But I’d sure like to take a rain check on that!”
I presumed he was joking, and that he really didn’t think my wife was serious. He obviously did not know Teri - yet.
“Just let us know when you can,” she said seductively, as she ran her fingers down his shirt, crossing his belt, down until her fingertips touched the obvious bulge in his pants. Then she turned and walked away, disappearing into the living room.
“Jeez, dude, is she really your wife? Lucky bastard!” He said that with a big smile as he handed me the package. We exchanged a few pleasantries, and then he left. I suspect he had quite a bit on his mind the rest of that day. As for me, I went to my wife (who was lingering innocently on the sofa), pulled her shirt up to expose her big mounds of pleasure, and spent a pleasant half hour with my favorite toys before we retreated to the bedroom for more vigorous exercise.
Have I mentioned before just how horny I get watching my wife seduce another man?
The following Monday he showed up again. I answered the door and there he was, bearing two packages this time. He looked over my left shoulder, then my right shoulder, making a show of looking for the naughty nymph and showing obvious disappointment at her absence. I didn’t say anything about her, just smiled, said “hi”, and accepted the clipboard to sign.
If he had looked over his shoulder, he would have known right away where she was.
I handed the clipboard back to him and received the packages. He turned, and suddenly found soft warmth pressing against his chest as arms wrapped around him. My wife, wearing nothing this time but those sexy denim shorts, gave him a big happy hug.
“I almost missed you! I was over there in the greenhouse. I love living out here in the country, you don’t have to hardly wear anything outside!” She let go of him and stepped back, bouncing up and down happily, making her boobs bounce and smack together. Her lacy white bra hung slapped against one sexy hip; it was tucked into the waistband of her shorts.
“Oh WOW,” was all he could think of to say as he stood there and stared at Teri’s big, suckable flesh mountains. Her nipples were very erect - she must have been playing with them before he turned around.
“Do you want to play with them?” she asked earnestly as she lifted her breasts up with her hands. The heavy flesh smothered her fingers and overflowed her palms.
“Well to tell you the truth, ma’am, yes I do! Are you serious?”
To answer his question, Teri let go of her breasts, took Greg’s clipboard from his hands, and mashed her tits down against his open palms.
“I am totally serious,” she moaned.
Greg just stood there silently for a minute or so, clenching and unclenching his hands, feeling Teri’s incredible titflesh squish between his fingers. I stood nearby and watched him play with her big soft squishy udders as my cock grew achingly hard in my pants. Watching another man play with Teri’s breasts turns me on so much!
Greg sighed and let go of Teri’s boobs. “I would like to do this all day, but I really have to get going.”
“Mmmmmmgh, at least you got a nice preview of what you can do if you come over tonight!”
“Is that an invitation?” He looked at Teri and then at me. I just nodded, and Teri said, “when you are free, just come on up!”
“Really?”
Teri pressed her chest against his again and whispered something in his ear. She told me later that it was: “I love to have my big boobies played with. If you want to play with them as much as you want, come over tonight.”
Greg nodded and said, “okay.” He was really blushing as he got into his truck and waved goodbye. Teri stood next to me and put an arm around me as she waved back at him. I took one of her breasts in my hand and waved it at him, making Teri giggle.
After the truck left, I really wanted to drag Teri inside and make long hot love with her. But I decided to hold back and see what the night had to offer. It was very difficult to hold my lust in check, however, as Teri did not put her bra (or anything else) back on that day. She returned to our new, unfinished greenhouse (that merits its own story - I’ll see if Teri wants to write it) to finish planting some veggies, and I went in there to help her (and to stare at her delicious dangling boobs with great hunger).
We ate a light supper, then sat together on the couch and watched TV while I gently fondled her delicious melons. At around 8 PM, the doorbell rang. Teri quickly got up and strode to the door. After peering through the peephole to confirm our visitor, she opened the door and gave Greg another one of her signature floppy-breasted hugs.
Stepping out of her shorts, Teri led our guest into the living room and had him sit on the couch. I had moved to one of the other chairs in the room, and I watched as Teri sat down next to Greg and offered him some munchies from the snack bowl on the coffee table. When he declined those, she held up her big soft breasts and offered him more “munchies”. This time he eagerly accepted.
As my cock quickly grew hard again, I watched Greg sink his fingers into Teri’s glorious mounds. She slid onto his lap, facing him, and let herself rock gently as he happily squeezed and kneaded her boobs. I knew right away that I had a fellow breast-lover here. He was utterly (“udderly”?) mesmerized by Teri’s breasts, and he spent several minutes just fondling, squeezing, shaking, and playing with them, before his mouth made contact with delicious titflesh.
As soon as he tasted tit, Greg became a voracious Lust Monster. Teri moaned loudly as he mashed helpless breastflesh into his mouth and sucked on it noisily. His fingers dug into her melons, kneading and mashing them against his face, shoveling the warm flesh into his mouth to suck and munch on. No part of her chest escaped his ravenous hunger! I watched all this with my pants unzipped and my fingers wrapped around my aching member. I felt just a little bit jealous too, which made me even hornier!
Teri was rocking and grinding her ass against his lap, and she definitely was feeling something of interest there, for she suddenly slid backwards. “Mmmmmmhh just a minute, I have to see this…” she breathed as her fingers groped at his crotch, clumsily undoing the button and yanking the zipper down. As Greg continued to knead her tits, she eagerly dug her fingers inside and worked at his underpants, finally getting them around the prize she was after. She sucked in her breath as she drew it out and saw what a prize it was.
I have to admit, he was pretty damn big: nearly as big as her favorite vibrating dildo.
Teri reached behind her and grabbed the snack bowl. She dug through it until she found what she was after: a condom packet! I had no idea she had put that in there. She was definitely planning ahead when she filled the bowl.
She ripped open the packet and brought out its contents. Slowly, reverently, she unrolled it onto Greg’s thick cock. Then she slid forward onto his lap, raised herself up, and proceeded to impale herself on what was at that moment the luckiest penis in the world.
As she sank slowly down onto his lap again, with his hard meat pushing up inside her, he resumed his lusty devouring of her helpless breasts, with even greater fervor. His hips rocked gently, and hers rocked also. Her moans became nearly continuous as he fucked her with that big cock and manhandled her quaking mountains of pure sucking pleasure.
This was the first time I had ever watched Teri being fucked by another man, and I was nearly going out of my mind with horniness. I knew just how wonderful it must have felt for Greg to have his hard cock inside that hot tight cunt of hers, getting clenched and squeezed as she bounced up and down on his lap. She was attacking his face with her tits now, slapping them viciously against his head, and he was enjoying a wonderful game of catch-and-suck.
She rode his missile as he kneaded and sucked her tits for at least another half hour. I had briefly left the room to fetch a towel, and now I had it at the ready while my fingers stroked my hard cock. I knew I was going to be making a mess real soon. The hot action on the couch was so amazing to watch. The moans and grunts were so wonderful to hear. I wish I had video taped it. Maybe the next time…
Not long after I came, Greg could not hold it any longer and he came with his cock deep inside Teri. He groaned loudly and dug his fingers deeper into her breasts than ever before (just like I do!). Teri leaned forward and wrapped her arms around his head, smothering his face in her heaving bosom as she clenched at his cock in that way she does so well, wringing out his hot cum, filling that straining condom with it.
Even as his spent cock dribbled its last, Greg continued to suck on Teri’s breasts, feasting on them, shoveling tit into his mouth, burying his whole face in her warmth as he sucked and sucked…
I did not see how it ended, as I got up and went to the restroom to “take care of business” and clean myself up. While I was still in there, Teri knocked and came in. Together we stepped into the shower and scrubbed each other, and I made sure her big delicious breasts and tasty clitoris and pussy lips were nice and clean so I could have my way with them when the sun came up the next morning.
When we returned to the living room in our bathrobes, our guest got up from the couch and thanked us effusively for our “wonderful hospitality.” At the front door he turned and asked Teri, “does this mean you’re not going to be teasing me any more when I make deliveries?”
“Mmmmnngghh,” she breathed as she pressed up against him for a nice warm goodbye hug and gave his aching crotch a squeeze, “I can never stop teasing. Come back soon.”
A little followup: Greg did come back yesterday, delivering another package (a new CD-ROM burner, yay!). Teri was right there at the front door, happy and bubbling, bouncing up and down, her big naked tits slapping and dancing. She accepted the package and signed for it. Greg calmly set his handheld computer down by his feet on the front porch, then without a word he grabbed Teri's helpless tits and buried his face in them. "Honey, the UPS man is sucking my boobies! Eeeeeeeeee...!!" my nympho wife cried.
"Yes, dear," I replied from the kitchen, then returned to my task of cleaning the stove. The UPS man had his way with her soft, suckable tits for several minutes before he left, then Teri came into the kitchen and rinsed her boobies off using the handheld sprayer connected to the faucet. Then she grabbed me and mashed her wet tits all over my face for me to slurp on. They received a LOT of slurping.