LOGINHis hand dropped to my neck and squeezed until breathing got harder. Panic flickered for a second. He felt it and eased off. “Don’t worry. I won’t hurt you. You need to trust me. Nod if you trust me.” I nodded. “Good girl.” He slid the straps of my dress off my shoulders so the only thing holding it up was my breasts. Then he yanked the top down in one hard pull. The cool air hit my skin. “Nice tits. Fresh and young. Do you like them? Of course you do. You can close your mouth now. What’s your friend’s name?” I had almost forgotten Tess was still there. “Tess.” “Hi, Tess. Can you help us? Come here and take your friend’s bra off for me.” “Yes, sir,” Tess answered in that soft voice. She stepped behind me and unhooked the bra, then slipped it off. My breasts were completely bare. Frank’s hands were on them immediately, squeezing and twisting my nipples until they were stiff and aching. “Nice tits. Better than the usual trash that comes through here. Aren’t you a good little slut
My name is Claire. I’m twenty-four and I work in marketing at a mid-size firm just outside the city. Five of us from the office share one of the company apartments a few blocks from the building. It’s convenient and it keeps the rent low. This morning started with three hard knocks on my door. “Claire, get up. We’re going to be late.” I dragged a pillow over my face and groaned. My head felt like it was being squeezed and my stomach was still turning from last night’s party. “I’m up, Maya. God, could you be any louder?” She laughed from the other side of the door. “It’s my birthday. You’re required to be nice to me.” Maya was twenty-six, one of the senior coordinators on our floor, and my roommate. Last night the apartment had been full of people from three different departments celebrating the end of summer hours. I had drunk too much and now I was paying for it. I forced myself into the shower and stood under the hot water until the worst of the headache eased. When I stepped
I pulled off my bra and my pants. He hugged me completely naked and I removed his clothes. He took off his shirt and pulled me into his arms, covering my body with hungry kisses. His hands crushed my full buttocks hard, squeezing them together while he groaned with pleasure. I whispered, “Lick my pussy till I cum.” He was happy to hear it and dropped to his knees in front of me.He took me to the back of the booth and turned me around. He kissed my neck and squeezed both of my heavy breasts, making my nipples thicken into tight peaks. He licked every inch of my pussy from outside, kissing the swollen lips, and thick juice began to flow like a stream. He smirked and came down lower, spreading my round buttocks apart and pushing his tongue against my tight anus. Then he lifted one of my legs and rested it on a stool. He sat down and kissed my pussy cheeks while he sucked the flowing honey from my folds. His fingers slid inside me, opening my peta
I was a thirty-two-year-old housewife living quietly on the border with my husband who was serving in the Army. We had been together for many years and we had enjoyed each other’s company in many places across the country. I stayed home while he was posted in the border area. Sometimes I missed him terribly but sometimes I also missed the thrill of being wanted by someone else.A few years ago I was twenty-six and still a bit plump with larger breasts and a fuller backside. I was going to town one afternoon when I went to use the PCO. While I was waiting to make my call to my husband from the small cabin inside the booth, I noticed the operator staring at me with a special kind of interest. He was around forty-five years old. He sat in a swivel chair and every time I came out of the cabin he would look at me in a way that made me feel nervous and excited at the same time.One evening I was the only one using the booth. After
I waited until his snores filled the room, then slipped a hand between my thighs. My fingers sank into the thick, messy mess of cum and my own juices still coating my pussy. I scooped out globs of it, rubbed my swollen clit in frantic circles, and pinched one of my heavy. nipples until it stung. Soft whimpers escaped my lips as the orgasm crashed over me in slow, rolling waves. My pussy squirted a little onto the sheets, but it was only a pale echo of the real thing. I licked my fingers clean, tasting the salty blend of the men’s seed, and I knew I had to have more. Tomorrow night Elias would be at bible study. The kids would stay with my sister. I would wear the same outfit again, but this time I would drive all the way to the truck stop on the edge of the highway. The thought made my pussy throb harder. My black high heels clicked against the cracked asphalt of the truck stop lot, the night air thick with diesel fumes and the distant rumble of idling engines. My short black ski
He didn’t wait for me to answer. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me through the crowd, straight toward a shadowed booth in the back of the club. I followed, my heels unsteady on the sticky floor, my heavy breasts bouncing with every step. Men whistled and reached out, grabbing at my ass and hips as I passed, but I didn’t pull away. I couldn’t. The night had already changed me.In the booth he pushed me down onto the worn leather seat, my short skirt riding up instantly and exposing my bare pussy. My folds were puffy and glistening, already slick and ready. He knelt between my spread knees without another word.“Spread your legs,” he ordered.I obeyed instantly, knees falling open wide, offering myself like the woman I had become. My brown eyes met his as he opened my blouse, the few buttons popping off with a soft sound and my huge DD breasts spilling free. My dark areolas stood stiff and tight in the cool air.His mouth latched onto one nipple, sucking hard, teeth grazing the thick b
I shivered hard as he said this. "I love it when you call me a bitch...daddy." My nipples tightened into aching peaks under the thin fabric of my dress, as my heavy tits heaved with every shallow breath I took, begging for his attention. Fred’s sharp green eyes were locked on my deep cleavage l
Growing up chubby or plus size gave me the early opportunity to be a bully of some kind.Not really a wicked bully like you think but a bully in terms of snatching what belongs to my friends.Men had always looked at my breasts since I was twelve and by the time I was 21, you could mistake me for
I woke up the next morning with Brian’s cum still crusted on my inner thighs. My pussy throbbed every time I moved, that deep fucked-out ache that made me bite my lip just remembering how angry he’d been while pounding me. I lay there staring at the ceiling, heart doing stupid little flips. Las
The director finally yelled “Cut!” and the bright studio lights suddenly felt blinding. My body was still buzzing, thighs shaky, pussy pulsing from that last intense ride. Brian looked wrecked — chest heaving, face flushed, cock still rock hard and angry. “Excellent work, you two! That raw ene







