One evening I had a link lined up with a guy I’d been fucking pretty regularly. Nice enough guy, thick dick, really hit the right spots so I saw him often. On a Friday night, I came over to his place and he had a couple buddies over with him drinking to my surprise. He insisted I join them so we actually talked and got fairly drunk. One of his buddies, tall, lanky, and a little nerdy looking but sweet, was eyeing me the whole night and I had some fun teasing him a bit with my low cut top. I’m curvy all over, but especially up top with 38HHs so they were quite effective at getting a reaction out of guys.
Me and my usual guy ended up in bed having a fun night fucking, though I’ll admit I barely remember most of it. However, when I woke up naked in his bed the next morning, it wasn’t until nearly 11:00AM and he texted me to let me know he’d had an early shift that morning but I was welcome to stay. I was a bit disappointed that I didn’t remember much of the night before, so I decided I’d just wait around for him to come home so we could have a round 2 that I’d actually get to reminisce over later. I grabbed a shirt of his, my own panties, and chilled out on his couch eating cereal and watching TV for a bit.
It wasn’t til around noon that I discovered one of his buddies had actually stayed the night and passed out in the other room. He stumbled out of it and saw me, and he seemed glad to see me. Once he’d woken up more, he sat on the couch with me and we chatted a little. Even sober, he was still eyeing me a bit which I enjoyed, and made me more excited for my guy to get home later. However, at one point I yawned and stretched my back out in a way that reeeally stretched the front of the shirt to its limits and he clearly was distracted by this motion.
I teased him a bit mentioning I assumed he was a boob man and he nodded. I usually would’ve just smiled to myself and let it go, but I was having a bit of fun and prodded him about it. I mentioned their size which really got him going, and I could tell he was trying to hide his boner. Feeling even meaner, I made him an offer. “I’m not going to fuck you or anything… but if you can handle it, I can show you them if you want?”
He seemed shocked that it was even an option, but nodded again and I giggled and lifted up my shirt to expose them. My huge tits spilled out and shook, and I had fun squeezing them together a bit and really showing off their size to him. He looked like a man who hadn’t drank water in a week in the desert, staring at an oasis full of water. Playing with my own nipples, I was starting to get horny, but I really didn’t wanna fuck him and possibly fuck up my chances with my guy later. I saw his open mouth and looked down at my own tits and smiled at him. “You really wanna suck them, dont you” I teased.
I put a hand gently around the back of his head, and I pulled him down towards them. I moaned the second his lips touched my sensitive nipples, and I moved him so he was laying his head in my lap and just facing up sucking on them. I squirmed a bit, my thighs rubbing together and feeling myself getting wet in my thin panties. I looked down him and saw his cock bulging in his shorts now, and I bit my lip to stifle a moan at the sight. It was clearly large, probably about 8 inches, and looked delicious even from the outline. I wrestled with my own thoughts a minute while he sucked before I finally just reached down and pulled it out. As soon as my hand wrapped around the warm shaft I groaned and moved my hips up against his head a bit as he groaned around my nipple.
I had his cock fully out and staring towards me as I slowly pumped it. The temptation to move him and just hop on it was very VERY real, but our current situation was actually very relaxing. I stroked that fat cock just like that, nice and slow, pumping it, playing with the precum that formed at the tip. He continued to softly suck, switching between my massive tits every once in awhile. The heat between my legs was intense but I was able to lay my head back and sigh, just enjoying the sensations. We sat there for about 20 minutes straight, just me slowly milking this nice cock with my hand and him sucking.
It was one of the most wholesome sexual experiences I’ve had, and with my other hand I just sort of pet his head and ran my fingers in his hair. Eventually, I felt his large dick start to throb and twitch more in my grasp, and I whispered to him. “Are you going to cum? Are you… going to cum for mommy?” I said very softly with a smile looking down at him. He opened his eyes and nodded, clearly looking desperate for the release and I smiled wider and leaned my head back, moaning as he was sucking and starting to pump his cock just slightly faster. Finally, it erupted from the tip and pulsed in my grip. His cock head swelled and the cum shot out across his own stomach, some of it managed to land on the breast closest to his cock, and quite a bit dribbled down his shaft around my hand. Once it slowed down finally, I let go and took the shirt I had on completely off and used it to clean us up.
He laid there a moment when I got up and looked like he was about to fall in love with me, which made me blush and I kissed his forehead. I walked back into my guy’s room wearing just the panties which were clearly soaked and laid down in the bed. I ended up playing with my clit for about 30 minutes until my guy finally came home and I fucked his brains out, thinking about his friends mouth around my tit the entire time.
This was the only time I saw that friend, and the last time I saw the guy I hooked up with. I didn’t hear back from him after that day, and I assumed his friend mentioned what happened so he got jealous. But sometimes I wonder about that day and think about just sitting there, all cozy and stroking that fat cock feeling completely at ease and comfy.