Boob Squeeze Novels & Stories

She bit her lip as another powerful squeeze shoved both breasts high, forcing them to spill even more over the scooped neckline, then let it drop, only to haul it back up again. The rough treatment sent heat blooming across her chest despite the humiliation burning in her throat. ‘Is this really the price of having big boobs?’ she thought bitterly. ‘The way he’s just… manhandling them like they belong to him…’ A soft, involuntary whimper escaped her as more hands joined in. Another man reached around from the side, claiming her other breast while the first continued his relentless squeezing. Now two sets of hands worked her at once, filling the weight between rough palms until the friction a

I felt his hand touch my left breast, taking it in its entirety and fitting the nipple between his fingers, starting to squeeze and release it with more force. How could someone have such a warm touch? I can feel the warmth of his skin radiating through my breast and chilling my skin, with a current of pleasure running from my breast to the center of my leg and I squeeze it, but I don't let out the moan that wants to escape. "You can fight all you want... But your body..." He squeezed my breast a little harder, causing my breath to be cut off for a brief second. "It shows the truth and how much you want to give yourself away."

I shook vigorously on the seat trying to get it to loose but it only made the thick robe hurt my skin. He was soon done unbuttoning my shirt, he pulled up my white singlet, raised my bra as my b00bs sprang apart. His eyes darkened as he stared at my medium sized b00bs. Tears were already drenching my body. He ignored the tears running down my body as he took hold of my right b00b. He squeezed it a little too hard which made me muffle a scream. I tried shaking it off his hands but he slapped my other b00b making me stop shaking.

Will ran his hand over her covered left breast, letting the large round orb fill his hand. "Maybe a little bigger than my stress ball, but still perfect." He then began to squeeze, kneading the firm flesh of her boobs like a dough through her clothing, letting his fingers sink into the soft mound of her big nipples. Will hefted her left breast up in his palm, feeling the weight of it and then resumed squeezing and groping, making sure to keep his attention focussed on just her left breast.

I rasped as I leaned over her, squeezing her boobs with a hand, the other driving her cunt wild with pleasure, the tightness pulling me in, and squeezing me hard. Her moans turned into a loud cry as I pinched her nipples between my fingers, rolling them, teasing her. Her hands flew to mine, and for a second, I thought she was going to pull me away. But instead, her fingers intertwined with mine, guiding me, and encouraging me to squeeze her harder. I did. Squeezing and fondling her. Fuck, her boobs were so soft, so succulent with the perfect roundness. I couldn’t resist the urge to taste her. I lowered my head and took a nipple into my mouth, the rough skin grazing over my teeth, and I felt

She didn't know what was happening to her but the way he is doing it is feeling too good and too wrong to resist. He kneaded her boobs. It was painful yet pleasurable as he placed another hard yet soft kiss just below her ear before losing his grip on her assets. Just when she was going to release a breath, he squeezed them again and placed another kiss one millimetre below the previous one. He kept on doing this until he reached her shoulder where the strap of her bra was resting, his every kiss and every squeeze was sending a buzzing sensation down to her lower region.

I wrapped my hands against my boobs, squeezing them gently to relieve the pressure, but my nipples only tightened. I trailed my other hand down until they were hanging on my core. My fingers brushed my cunt, and I moaned out from how wet I was. I squeezed my boobs and I rubbed my nipple on my palm as my other hand worked its way with my pussy. I thrust a finger inside my pussy, and began to move my hips, grinding my fingers, as I squeezed my boobs. I imagined his tongue working its way on my pussy, sucking my juices as his finger joined, and I thrust in another finger.

The creamy skin of my chest is purplish, just because of him. As soon as his manhood comes in between the valley of my breasts, I squeeze it gently between my bosoms by holding them tightly. He groans and grips my hair just to tilt my head to make me face him. I gasp at his ruthlessness and cannot help but stare at him, meanwhile my grips tighten on my tits unconsciously. That earns me a grunt and I cannot help but squeeze my thighs due to the pain it creates between them. "Who taught you this, baby?" He asks, his voice coming out husky.

she didn't let me complete my sentence as she palmed the other mound, squeezing hard. My breathing faltered, my core flooding with liquid desire. She squeezed the mound like a child discovering a new play toy, alternating between hard, painful and soft, thumb rubbing nipple squeezes. “Mmmm” she moaned as she suckled harder and pulled away, her mouth already closing in on the other breast, her other hand resuming the earlier action. My breasts were a personal weakness of mine and seeing someone pay so much attention to them drove me to the pinnacle of pleasure as I began bouncing my ass and core on her thigh.

It made me whimper, and I hated how much I liked the way he controlled even my sounds. Doctor Charles stroked my pussy faster, harder, and his hand which had been on my chin all this while made its way to my boobs, despite the fact that I’m still wearing my flower gown. Doctor Charles slapped my boobs, smiling in a wicked, satisfied way and the slap made my breasts bounce, and the sting that followed was sharp and bright, making me gasp around the coat in my mouth. He lowered his hand from the V-neck of my gown, his hand sliding onto one of my breast. Since I still had my bra on, he pulled each of my boobs out of the bra, then began to squeeze my boobs, pressing them.