Big tits are where it’s at boys! Who doesn’t love the feeling of soft breasts around their cock? I suppose little tits are fun, but you can’t truly get fucked with them!
So why do I love my big tits fucked and creamed? That’s easy to explain I enjoy seeing a man cum, feeling his cum coat them. I still make it a point to do it when with a guy. No man turns down huge boobs to play with!
When Paul first met me he couldn’t keep his eyes off my chest. I heard all the rumors about how he couldn’t wear underwear because he had such a large cock. Guess you could say we were both curious about each other’s sexual attributes because we found ourselves naked in the middle of his living room after a few drinks at the bar.
I was dating a guy at the time and Paul just got engaged. The sexual tension was so high we felt like fucking at least once would be the best way to sate said curiosity. We were naked on the floor making out. His kisses found their way to my huge tits. His tongue flicked back and forth over my nipples.
Moaning loudly I begged him to let me suck his cock.
I just had to see it! Paul straddled my chest while I held my tits together. Every time he pushed between my soft breasts I sucked hard on the head of his cock. Paul pulled up and off of me and picked me up and brought me to his room. He placed my head on the edge of the bed and stood over my head. Leaning down he licked my very sensitive pussy while I titty fucked him and licked at his heavy balls.
His hips thrust in and out of my big tits.
He pulled back enough to let his cock pop into my mouth. I deep-throated every bit of his 8 inches. Pre cum was rolling down my throat. I felt my orgasm building into a tight explosion. Paul held his cock still while it was completely penetrated. I tried to pull away but his legs locked my head into place.
After almost 30 seconds of his cock being in my mouth he pulled out at the very moment I came. He slid his cock back between my big tits and pumped until he blew his hot creamy load on me. Paul stood up and admired me while I delicately dragged the tips of my fingers into the gooey mess. I licked my fingers tasting him, I craved more!
I wanted Paul in the worst way after that. We kept up seeing one another until we were caught!
