Boob Grab Novels & Stories

He stares hungrily at her boobs that we're trying to be concealed by the not-so-small bra. His hands reached out to it ripping it off roughly and a light gasp escaped her lips, trailing into a chuckle cause eventually she found out that she really liked it. Her heavy boobs dropped off from the bra and Aaron didn't let it fall to her stomach. He caught up with it immediately and held it up with his hands immediately, holding and fondling the other one, while Alexia just stares at him, trying to adjust to the new pleasure that invaded her skin as his hands fondle her boobs, threatening to draw her into their waves.

~MERRY POV~ "I WANT YOU!" I wrapped my hands around his neck, and he chuckled in response, sucking my lower lip twice before leaning down and taking my left boob. "Aaaaahh!" I moaned hard, tightening my grip on his neck and closing my eyes. Holy crap, his tongue is so hot against my boob! The juices began to flow down inside my vagina. He grabbed my right boob with his left hand, squeezing it in his palm before looking at me.

I better channelize my energy on finding facts than playing the forward-backward game. Without any warning, he casually cups one of my breasts over the bathrobe as he maintains unblinking eye contact with me. I gasp. He smirks. WHAT THE FUCK? WHAT IS GOING ON HIS HEAD? HOW CAN HE JUST CASUALLY WALK UP TO ME AND GRAB MY-MY-MY BREAST? I lower my eyes to his hand that is groping my melons. Scratch it. Luna has got lemons. Fine! It may pass for guava or orange. But it is certainly not melons.

I do not move them but I take my other hand to her boobs. I roll her nipple in between my thumb and forefinger and twist it hard. When she screams, I start moving my fingers in and out of her, making sure to open my fingers like a scissors when I am inside her. At this point, she is squirming so much that I have to hold her don with my hand, which leaves her boobs unattended to.

Her tongue licked weakly on my boobs and her eyes rolled back. The other girls picked themselves in twos and they were already doing the scissor style. Everywhere was reeking of cum, orgasm, sweat and loud moans. My hands grabbed Claira’s boobs as she was already moaning. “Yes baby, that is it. Touch my boobs,” she screamed out. Her scream was the loudest and it turned me on even more. I was still rubbing and squeezing her boobs when I felt a thrust in my hole. “Haaa,” I let out a soft moan.

His hand immediately pulled away, and my brain was so confused by that point I couldn't tell if I was glad or sad about it. "I really didn't mean to," he said again, sounding completely distraught. "Stop worrying about it. It was an accident and it's not that big of a deal." Although it kinda was, brothers were not supposed to grab their sister's tits. "You're sure?" "Sure. It's just a boob, and you only really grabbed my bra, if anything." It was true, but for the briefest second, I imagined his fingers instead sliding across my nipple, which had the unfortunate side effect of causing it to harden up.

Without any form of warning, he grabbed my breast with his teeth through the fabric. "Yess!" I moaned and closed my eyes against the pleasure. He grabbed the other breast with his free hand and began to fondle it. "You are so sweet, buttercup." He moaned as he grabbed my breast once again. "Now hold on." He commanded me. Before I could ask what he was about, he grabbed my pants and pulled at it until it formed a little barrier between my balanced leg and the one wrapped around Dougal’s waist. "No," I protested. This place was lurking with different people who were working. One of them could come this way and see us.

She leaned back. “Oh, do you want more” she said, pushing me back onto the couch. She straddled me, opening her robe to expose her amazing tits. They were perky and round. She had had a boob job. Her pink nipples were in attention and in my face. Without thinking I leaned and grabbed her nipple in my mouth. I sucked on it a little, then flicked it with my tongue. She moaned and grabbed a handful on my long hair.

He'd go on and on over how it wasn't morally right. "C-Can I touch your boobs?" The waiter asked, eyeing my babies hungrily. His cock throbbed hard in my hands. "Sure, why not?" I replied, withdrawing my hands from his cock to undo my bra. My nipples hardened immediately after they were exposed to the cool wind from the sea. "You can do more than touch them." "Really?" He gasped, reaching out to grab my tits. I returned to sucking his cock while he fondled and squeezed my boobs. "Gosh, they're so soft."

It’s getting more fierce and smutty. My fingers trade to the hook of her bra and unhook it. I pull the bra off from her shoulders and give her big boobies freedom. So much endowment. My hand move to it and I grab it firmly. Her moan becomes precise and shaky as I commence playing with her nips as we continue kissing. Her hand is still rubbing my bulge before we both intentionally collapse on the bed. The bed dances and screams a sharp creak.