Small Sexy Titties Novels & Stories

My pussy is out in the wild, seeping cold air, and my small rough lips poke out like sliced peach. I don't need to bend over to give you a good peek at my goodies, all you have to do is pretend to recline in your seat… That's all. Good tip, you can have a bowl of popcorn beside you and have the best view of your life. For my boobies, they are free. All fucking yours to drool over. The fabric is thin, so thin that you can carve the hard outline of my nipple from afar. And it's so transparent that you know every dirty dot on my breasts, the seductive curve of my orbs… why I pride in these shitty oranges.

Only Randell closed his eyes. “You know you want me,” I whispered, wiggling out of my shorts. Now I was only clad in matching bra and panties. I slowly drew the lacy scraps of my thong down my ass and stepped out. Then, I unclasped my bra and let it drop to the floor. I stepped out of the tiny little puddle of lingerie and cupped both breasts. “Look at these tits…have you ever seen such ripe, pretty and perfect titties?” I pinched both nipples and gasped as they pebbled. “And how about this pussy? Sweet and tight, I promise. You know you want to taste. Why fight it?”

the moan was so close to a wail, one of delight. "I am so close, again... This is... I am so fucking close" she cried out and I was at the same point. Close to cumming and I wanted to do it all over her pretty tits. Lisa's tits were bigger than they looked when she was fully dressed. Certainly a D cup and how fucking beautifully they jiggled as she adjusted on the bed. I got in between her legs and buried my face in between her tits. The pair felt so soft against my face and I licked on one of them.

she said, walking out of the living room and then slamming herself inside our room. “Fucking prude.” I whispered, hopping back on my phone and scrolling through the I***a feed of my favorite Fans Only Bimbo, Alexa Villasario. She had 500 cc’s, and teased going even bigger soon. I couldn’t stop admiring their perfect round shape, how they sat perky and erect no matter what, covered only by micro bikinis and crop tops. If only…

The curvy woman moves to my side, her massive tits smothering my face as I suck her nipple, her tits heaving above me. A petite woman with small, perky tits straddles my stomach, her pussy grinding, her hands kneading my breasts, pinching my nipples until they ache. Her tits bounce with her movements, nipples brushing my skin. A tattooed man kneels beside, his curved cock sliding into my hand. I stroke him, his piercings rubbing my palm, while a seventh woman—slender, with firm tits—licks my clit around the tall man's thrusting cock.

Tessy sneered, but still she snatched it greedily from my hand and rolled it over Simon’s erection. She leaned back on her hands on the desk as Simon fed his sheathed dick into her, which allowed me space to stand behind her, untie her shirt, and play with her beautiful big tits. Her nipples are dark brown and diamond-cutter hard, and she wriggles every time my fingers brush over them, making her tits jiggle delightfully. This position also gives me the perfect view of Simon’s rigid cock powering into Tessy’s pussy, rock hard and streaked with her cream. I know he probably won’t last too long after the show we’ve given him.

For the next minute, I couldn't move. I stared at her chest, taking in the utter perfection of her breasts. They were two perfect orbs, barely deflated despite the fact that she was lying on her back. Oh god those were gorgeous! And her nipples were unlike any I had seen before. For starters, they were extremely small. Probably less than an inch across. And the tips were tiny as well. Despite their small size, I could see them protruding above her skin about half a centimeter. My entire body shivered at the sight. And at the barrage of taboo thoughts that suddenly buffeted my mind.

Sparse freckles dotted her smooth, milking skin, only enhancing her sexiness. She reached behind her and unclasped her bra. Without pausing, she pulled it free and tossed it to the floor next to her shirt. A sudden thrum in the music shook Matt free of his revere as he looked upwards. When he looked back, Karen was standing close to him again, her glorious tits only inches away. ”Do you like my tits, Santa?” she asked shyly. “Do you think they’re too small?” ”They’re the most perfect breasts I’ve ever seen, Matt said huskily. Karen smiled and cupped her hand beneath the right one, offering it to Matt.

Jesse Steele laid flat on his back in bed as Connie rode astride his crotch. She was a little hefty – a good size sixteen, but as long as the tits were big he didn’t mind a woman having a little extra weight. And Connie’s tits fit his criteria. At an earthquaking size DD, Connie’s breasts swayed and bounced as she did. Her nipples were the color and size of nickels. The other thing that made the sex out of this world with her was that her pussy was tight and juicy wet.

It felt so good, so smooth and big and pliable as I jiggled and palmed it. Kathy reached up and grabbed the bottom of her bra cups, and lifted. Her medium-sized tits hung free, her bra resting above them on her chest. Her nipples were also pink, her tit flesh pale, with a slight slope. Her nipples were hard and stuck out. I reached over with one hand and felt her left tit. "Oh, I can't compete with those," whined Gail, referring to her small chest. "Hey, I'd kill for a small butt and legs like yours. Let's see your bottom then," said Val.