Here’s a new story I wrote to the specifications of a redditor who would prefer to remain anonymous. She did give me permission to share with you all. If anyone else would like a personalized story, please feel free to message me.
We met under rather un-extraordinary circumstances. Ordinary circumstances, I guess. So ordinary I don’t really remember where or when. I remember that for the longest time I didn’t think she was attracted to me at all, which was tough because I was *so* attracted to her! Zoe was so pretty, a little chubby, with large amazing boobs. I felt embarrassed how frequently I thought about how her breasts would feel in my hands, in my mouth, pressed against my chest, even–heaven help me–rubbing up against my stiff dick. Because we were quickly becoming good friends, and I didn’t want to sully our friendship with the thought of something as tawdry as her beautiful breasts lubed to glistening perfection and smushed on either side of my throbbing erection as she bites her lower lip and looks me in the eye begging me to cum all over her until I just can’t take it anymore and explode again and again until my splooj is dripping down her tits onto her hard nipples. Not that I’d thought too much about it.