"Ooh, let me, Veronica. I want him first." Due to her extra-sensitive titties, Ann was hornier than Beth. Just like she learned from her aunt, Ann crossed her arms under her tits, slipped her hands under the straps of her maroon minidress, and freed her giant boobs. Letting her dress fall to the floor, Ann just stood posing for a minute, letting Tim enjoy the view.
"Enjoy him, girls. I gotta make a phone call." Her body still drenched in sweat and cum, Veronica left the room.
Ann climbed up onto the couch, slowly impaling her pussy on Tim's fat dick with a sigh. Once settled, she didn't start humping away or anything unusual; she just relaxed on top of the 22-year-old. Her milk-filled jugs were right in Tim's face; she had to cradle his chin in her hands get him to look directly into her eyes.
"Time to give you my specialty. Ever make love to a woman while your breath slowly gets extinguished? While my cunt's pumping your cock, all you'll be thinking about is my big titties getting shoved in your face! Your lungs'll be begging for oxygen, but admit it: the walls of my cunt feel so FUCKING GOOD!!" As she was talking, Ann slowly began pressing her tits into Tim's face; he responded by running his hands over Ann's boobs. "A dizziness will overcome you from a lack of oxygen. You'll reach the height of ecstasy, gasping for air and explode a couple gallons of cum all over me!" Ann gave Tim a long, tongue-dueling kiss. "Timmy, this is going to be the ride of your life."
Ann began to slowly piston up and down on Tim's hard dick. "Mmmmm, this is really filling, girls!" Ann grabbed Tim's head, burying his face in her cleavage. Without even thinking, Tim dug his nails into Ann's meaty hips, slamming up into her pussy on the down stroke, making her squeak like a dog's chewtoy. Tim's mouth instinctively latched onto one of Ann's nipples, sucking hard and letting her spurt into his mouth. The duo lost track of time as they kept fucking like coked-up gerbils.
"Ahh, YEEEAAHHHH! Drink up! Harder! Give it to me, baby!" Ann was caught off-guard by three fast orgasms in a row, hitting her like machine gun bullets. Her legs flopped around like a ragdoll; neither of them seemed to know where they were. As soon as Ann regained her sight, she got a wicked thought. In one swift motion, she raised herself completely off his spearing cock and brought it fully up into her quivering ass cheeks. Howling like a banshee, Ann then resumed the ride, only working her butt-muscles much more, desperate to make Tim cum harder than ever. Her giant tits continued to partially smother Tim, keeping him from saying anything.
Ann was in heaven; the feel of her ass getting filled, and her tits squirting into this little boy's mouth was more than she could stand. As she kept humping away, she felt the familiar vibrations of a dick about to cum.
"SHIT YEAH! You've got me on fire! Even my titties are cumming! Fuck me deep!"
Beth had slid onto the couch to hook a finger into Ann's pussy, dig a nail into her friend's clit, and fondle Tim's nuts with the other hand.
"Wow! I can feel your balls twitch! Fill her ass, Timmy - but don't drain yourself - pull out and gimme some of your sweet cum!" As soon as Tim fired one blast of cum into Ann's rear portal, Beth pulled out his cock and let it splatter her bare tits. Ann had finally come down from her orgasmic high, giving Beth a long, probing kiss as soon as she regained her breath.
"Oh, shit! That . . . gasp . . . was fucking intense! What a way to get me off!" Tim's face and hair were now dripping with sweat, his face flushed, his pupils dilated. He was gasping like a fish out of water.
Ann gave Tim a quick kiss on the cheek, with a motherly hug. "Honey, we're not leaving until all of the girls properly thank you!"
That's when Tim came out of his reverie and saw that the three cougers had been joined by six other pairs of sluts. Each of them was a mother-daughter team selected from Veronica's personal "collection", and each duo could've been sisters; they looked that much alike. They were an international slut buffet, everything from crack-whore trashy to plastic Barbie doll perfection. Their titties went from "big" to "rivaling Ann's rack". They bounced, giggled, and jiggled in the room, all of them either fondling their boobs or with a hand buried in their crotches. |