Kathryn's Awesome Breasts
I never thought we would be together - at least not in the
intimate way we eventually found ourselves. She was a long-time
girlfriend of one of my law school buddies. They had broken
up a while back (something about her wanting to meet other
people). I gathered she had fucked only a few other than
him and wanted to feel a different cock before agreeing
to any life-long commitment to my buddy. When they were
dating as undergrads, he had taken nude pictures of her.
In fact, he had made a collage of her and had it hanging in
his bedroom. The first time I saw it, I was in her presence.
It was very erotic looking at her beautiful tits in the black
and white portrait while she stood less than two feet away.
Our eyes met and the look she gave me conveyed a simple message
- Now you have seen what I have to offer, so when are you going
to reciprocate? Shortly thereafter, they broke up. Fortunately,
my wife and I stayed in contact with each one. We would go
out for dinner every 10 days or so. My favorite moments definitely
were saying hello and goodbye. I would always greet her
with a quick peck on the cheek. That would always get the
imaginative juices flowing. Good byes were even better
- she would hug each of us and it always seemed the hug she
and I shared lingered a bit longer than necessary.
Finally one afternoon I found myself having some free time
and I got up the courage to call. When she answered, I asked
if I had gotten her at a bad time and she assured me I had not.
She next asked what was up. Oops, I hadn't really thought
of a reason to call. I stumbled for a second and then recalled
that at a recent dinner she had mentioned that I had never
seen her place. So, being ever so bright, I said, "You mentioned
recently that I hadn't seen the place and since I was free
I wondered if now would be a good time." She chuckled and
said, "Of course, Kyle. Just give me a few minutes. Head
over in, say, 20 minutes." I agreed and hung up the phone.
I was so damned excited I could barely contain myself. In
fact, my penis had already taken notice.
On the way over to her place, I reminded myself that I should
play it cool and not expect anything (for fear I may have
misread her). However, I doubted those level-headed thoughts
would rule the day (I was already stroking my penis through
my pants!). Yep, the third leg was in charge now - I was simply
along for the ride.
When I arrived at her door, I paused a few seconds before
knocking (I was waiting for my penis to relax because it
was fully alert). I knocked and a few moments later, she
opened the door. She took a quick look at me and then beyond
me to see if I was really alone. The next few moments were
a bit awkward. I hadn't thought of it but this was the first
time the two of us were actually alone. She then said she
was glad I called and coyly smiled and motioned for me to
enter.
As she closed the door, the tension mounted as I realized
we were completely alone. I turned to face her and we both
said nothing. This was very awkward. A few moments passed
and she made a sweeping "ta dah" movement with her arms and
said, "Well, here it is. Not much else to see." I sheepishly
grinned and replied, "It's nice, but I'm sure there is,
(much more to see)." She then took me by the hand and proceeded
to show me the rest of her small apartment. Ten seconds later
we were standing in the doorway of her bedroom. It was the
time to either make a move or run away. However, not leaving
anything to chance, (i.e., giving me a chance to say something
stupid or chicken out), my dick decided to stand up and take
over. It was practically poking a hole through my pants.
Of course, she quickly noticed. Smiling, she asked, "So
why did you call?" I said nothing (while gathering courage)
and replied with a question, "May I kiss you?" She didn't
say anything right away (you could cut the tension with
a knife). I was beginning to have regrets. She then took
a step forward, leaned up to within 6 inches of the side of
my face, and with a sexy voice I hadn't heard before said,
"Only if I get to fuck you." I let out a gasp.
As she reached around my waist, I reached out, placing my
hands on her neck and face, and leaned down to meet her slightly
parted lips. Our lips touched and held that position. During
the pause, I took note of her luscious and shapely wet lips
(an image of those lips on the head of my penis was, to say
the least, exhilarating). As I pressed forward, her lips
parted and our tongues met. Her wet tongue was so exciting.
As our tongues danced together, I thought I'd cum from this
alone. [You see, I absolutely love kissing and always have
(beginning from the high school days when that was essentially
all my little girlfriends and I would do on the "rompous"
room sofa).] Happily, I noticed she seemed to be enjoying
this as well (her rapid breathing and her flushed face and
neck screamed approval). I then leaned down and explored
her neck and ears with soft, warm kisses. Her body felt limp
as if she enjoyed giving in to my kisses. As I began to kiss
her lower neck and collar (an area I find extremely erotic)
she suddenly stiffened as she arched her lower back, causing
her ample chest to heave forward. I unbuttoned the first
button of her blouse, revealing a hint of her cleavage.
I placed my hands around her lower back and leaned down to
gently kissed the top portion of her cleavage and of each
breast. A smile came to my face when I realized I was now having
physical contact with the breast I had so often admired
in the portraits.
She then turned, took my hand, and led us into her bedroom.
She walked over, sat on her bed, and positioned me in front
of her (about a foot away). She removed her blouse (revealing
a simple underwire bra). Her erect nipples pressed through
the silk (as if to say hello to my own protruding member).
Her purple bra provided a striking contrast to her milky
complexion. "You're beautiful, " I thought out loud.
She smiled and reached for the button of my trousers. With
my pants removed. My engorged penis forced its way through
the opening of my boxers. She unsnapped them and as they
fell to the floor, she pulled me against her. The base of
my penis and balls were now nestled between her breast.
She smiled and said, "the color of your penis matches my
bra, " as she wrapped her lips around its head. "Not for
long, " I replied.
Already pre-cum had made its way to the opening of my urethra
where, mixed with saliva, the head now glistened. She was
giving my head such expert attention. I managed to reach
around her back and open the bra closure. As I did so, she
licked the shaft down to the base and stopped to take one,
then both balls into her mouth. Usually I am too sensitive
to handle this attention but had thusfar been able to stand
it. With one quick motion, her straps fell and her bra dropped
to the floor. Her breast were so beautiful - a full C or small
D and shaped perfectly. However, as quickly as I had begun
to admire them, she again wrapped her mouth around the head
of my penis and slowly took me in - ALL the way in. When she
paused to look up at me, it took my breath away. I threw my
head back and enjoyed the mouth fucking I was giving/getting.
When I next looked at her I was surprised to see she no longer
had my penis in her mouth but, rather, it was pressed between
her breast. As she laid flat on the matress, she said, "fuck
my tits Kyle, fuck them." "Oh God yes, " I replied. The combination
of sights, smells, sounds, and sensations was almost too
much to bear and when she began to lick and take in my head
at the apex of my thrusts I first noticed that warm sensation
building deep within my balls. "I'm going to cum soon, I'm
going to explode, " I said. She replied, "Cum on my tits,
cum on my face, Kyle. The image of that was so exciting and
so foreign (my wife and I never did that), it sent me past
the point of no return. I had always thought those scenes
in pornos were so cheesy and kind of gross. However, here
in the heat of the moment, I could think of nothing more erotic.
With 3 deliberate strokes, I felt the cum rising from my
balls. I raised up from her chest and, with a firm grip, took
the shaft in my hand. Our eyes met and she smiled and said,
"Do it." With that, I looked at her flushed chest and made
that my first target. The ejaculate left with such force.
It spattered as it struck her chest. Everything was occurring
in slow motion now. She squealed in delight. The next sperm
landed in the valley between her lovely tits. The remainder
of the ejaculate landed on, first, her chin/neck, then
her cheek and, finally, her crimson lips. Without thinking,
I leaned down to her chest and licked up some of the sperm
that had formed a puddle at the base of her neck/collar.
She grabbed my head and, pulling my lips to hers, shared
a passionate kiss. "Thank you, " she said. To which I replied,
"No, thank you. You are so beautiful. That was wonderful."
She arose from the bed, took a couple of steps, turned, and
said, "Lover, you WILL be cumming over to see the place again,
now won't you?" "Of course, " I said, "we have unfinished
business."
I quickly got dressed (I was due at home soon) and as I was
leaving, I turned and gave her a final passionate kiss,
thanked her, and left.
To date, I have not returned to see her. However, we have
all gone to dinner a couple of times just as before. We continue
to flirt, e.g., footsies under the table and such, and I
am not quite sure why I haven't returned to fuck her. I suppose
I like holding out that fantasy and am not in such a rush to
make it reality. That explanation isn't satisfying, though,
given how our first encounter was better than my wildest
dreams. Maybe, then, I'm afraid another encounter couldn't
possibly live up to the first. At any rate, I've been a wuss
so far. I guess I simply won't go do it on my own because, if
you recall, the only reason this encounter occurred was
because my third leg took control. Like it or not, us guys
(or at least this one) lets that third leg make a lot of decisions
for him, that is, at least the important ones. (Latham31)
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