Lucky Or Not So Lucky With The Pretty Tits Of My Pretty Baby

Posted on February 16, 2011 by tom

pretty titsSome guys just have it all! I consider myself lucky because I got a cool job working as a photographer for a swimsuit magazine, have a nice crib in Beverly Hills, got a pimped up car and got a pretty baby with pretty tits. What more can I ask for? Most of my friends were jealous of me because I seem to get all the stuff I want without working my ass off.
I have seen some of my friends work hard to be a successful lawyer or a doctor and still live at the same shit-hole, drive their old Chevy and no time to date. They said that the highlight of their day was to stare at public tits while waiting for the train to come or having lunch on their break time. I really felt too bad for them because only losers get to enjoy watching public tits and I don’t want them to end up like that.

pretty titsI decided to hook them up with chicks who got big boobs tits so they can experience the real thing. But these girls don’t show up anymore after their first date. I tried calling them up and they told me that my friends were too addicted on their big boobs tits. They said that my friends kept on staring and squeezing their boobs when they make out. I tried explaining to them that it was their first time to get a hold of girls with amazing tits that’s why they reacted that way. I was glad that they listened to me and did me a favor. This time I told my friends to take it easy on these chicks.

My fave pastime was playing with the pretty tits of my pretty baby when I got disrupted by a phone call from one of my friends telling me that he is getting married next week. Wow that was fast! I have been together with my girl for three years now and she never wanted to tie the knot. I guess he was the lucky one for having a lifetime partner while I still wonder where my girl goes while I go out on photo shoot.

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My horny wife’s bound tits

Posted on February 2, 2011 by tom

She entered the room quietly, and I was surprised to see her wrapped in a fluffy white towel, smiling at me. I was taking a quick shower that morning, getting ready for work, when my wife, Susan, suddenly had this naughty idea. She giggled as she noticed the surprise on my face. “Hey, this isn’t the first time. Do I look like I’m going to eat you?” Eat me. That’s the first thing she did.  She hanged her towel on the bar and knelt before me. She ate my dick until it was as hard as an iceberg. She stood up and soaped her body, her back into me. I watched her as she applied liquid soap all over her, and my naughty wife, knowing that I was watching her, inserted a finger into her cunt. She moaned as she finger-fucked herself, her other hand playing with her nipples. I watched her until she came, she was still shivering when grabbed her soapy tits and said, “Come here, you horny lady.” And I slid my hard dick into her slippery pussy. “Ooohhh,” she moaned as I fucked her from behind. Her hands were against the wall, and her body was slightly bent down. I never released my grip on her bound tits, and I was pulling her everytime I thrust my shaft into her. My wife’s cunt is still tight, even with all the fucking we’ve done. I guess I am the luckiest man in the world to have a wife with insatiable appetite for sex. I heard Susan screamed as she reached her second orgasm. “Oh, my god. Fuck me more!” See? After two orgasms, still she begged me for more.

I massaged her soapy tits and fucked her hungry cunt with my fingers. I knew that she was climaxing the third time when I felt her cunt vibrates. “I know you want more, so here’s more,” I said. She was on the floor and I shoved my big, throbbing dick into her slit. She was moaning and thrashing around the bathroom floor as I rocked my body hard on top of her, making sure that my thrusts were deep enough to penetrate every inch of her horny cunt. I exploded inside her hot pussy. We were both screaming with pleasure. I thought that Susan was finally satisfied for the day, but she said, “You know what, why don’t you call the office and tell them that you’re not going to work today. I want you to fuck me the whole day.”

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The search for the best tits

Posted on January 19, 2011 by tom

Andrew and I arrived half an hour late for the event. Honestly, we were both not sure with this, we did not know what this event was all about until we entered the hall. Our boss made us come here. He said that our company is this event’s sponsor. Andrew was puzzled about that fact. If our company was the one sponsoring this event, how come we never know a thing about the actual event? Still, we followed our boss’ orders and we went to this huge center. Inside was a typical gathering, until the program started. “Gentlemen, we would like to formally start the 2010 Annual Tits fall out!” a voiced radiated. That’s when I noticed that all the guests were male. The lights went out and a spotlight illuminated the stage. Topless ladies paraded on stage with their boob tits bouncing around. “Wow, this is one hell of an event!” Andrew exclaimed. I agreed by nodding.

I was speechless and my throat was beginning to dry out because of the lovely sight. The Tits Fall Out came out to be an annual search for the best tits. Never heard of the newbies of business like us, but after talking with some of the guests, I learned that this annual parade of the boob tits is very popular with the business crowd. Our company co-sponsors the event every year, along with the others. After the presentation of 26 candidates, (imagine 26 pairs of finely-sculpted live boobs) my dick was throbbing. The men were served dinner of clam chowder and broiled lobsters, and after the Q and A, the winner was announced. Contestant number eleven. She deserved to be the winner. Her tits were the best. The event ended with a dance number from the topless ladies. When I arrived home, I hurriedly unzipped my pants and jacked off for the lovely twenty-six.

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Best friend’s ok tits got inked

Posted on January 5, 2011 by tom

My best friend Macy called me one afternoon, “Oh, my God! I have done it! This is the happiest day of my life!” she yelled happily. “You got to see this. They are wonderful!” I knew what she was talking about. Macy was talking about her newly tattooed tits. That was her greatest dream aside from being a journalist. I told Macy I will visit her after classes. Macy and I have been friends since grade school, our friends used to tease us about us ending up together, but we ignored them. We are now in our last year of high school, and we decided to go to the same university next school year. I never thought about how Macy’s tits look like…until now. Macy likes wearing shirts, but I usually notice her pointed tits under her loose shirts. I refused to compare her ok tits with my past girlfriends’ boobs. Macy is my best friend, and I do not want any malice with our friendship.

I barged into her room that afternoon, not knowing that Macy was applying ointment on her newly tattooed tits. “Sorry,” I said as I turned my back from her. “Oh, don’t be silly. You went here because you want to see it, right? Come, look!” she said. I saw her tits were covered with a black brassiere. They were sore because of the tattoo. The tattoos said ILY at the right boob and LM at the left, in intricate fonts. “What do the letters stand for?” I asked. She approached me, exposing her shirtless body. She held my hand and placed them on her hips. She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me. “I Love You, Leo Morgan. That’s what the letters stand for, you idiot,” she said. And with that, I snapped the hook of her bra, and stared at her pointed tits. “Be careful. They still hurt,” she said. I sucked on her nipples, and remove all her remaining clothes. I never thought that my best friend loves me, and that I am madly in love with her, too. We fucked all afternoon, taking care not to mash her freshly inked breasts.

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Gate crasher found top tits

Posted on December 22, 2010 by tom

“You better be ready rather than sorry,” this is what my friend, Mike, said before he hung up. He was telling me to bring some rubber for protection. We are gate crashing a high school party, and as college boys, we know that we are entitled to win some of the prettiest girls. The party is at Portia’s house. Portia is a senior, who used to date my friend Mike. They are still in good terms but Portia did not invite us. Mike only heard about the party from their common friend. We arrived at around eleven, the high school kids are making fun with themselves, playing around, but surprisingly, they are not drinking alcohol. “Disciplined kids,” I thought. There are couples making out at every nook, friends chatting with each other, some are playing baseball on Wii. Portia saw us, “Hey, college boys! Oh, Mike, Paul, gate crashers!” She teased. Portia is really pretty. She has a knock-out body, too, with fantastic tits and tight ass. She wrapped her arms into Mike’s waist, then she smiled at me, “You gotta meet my friend Jane.” She called her friend up, and it was the greatest thing Portia ever done. You will never call Jane ‘plain’. She is prettier than Portia, with dark brown hair, dark eyes, and full lips.

And if I called Portia’s boobs fantastic tits, well, Jane’s much better. She has what we call top tits. Her bid tits are perky but not overly large. She has the typical high school bid tits. Jane smiled at me, and I said hello. Mike and Portia disappeared into a room, and they left me with Jane. “You’re a college guy, huh? I love college boys. Major turn on,” she giggled. She wrapped her arms into my neck and kissed me on the cheek. Before I have fully absorbed what happened, she was kissing me full in the lips. The next thing I know was we were at a room, fully naked, and this fantastic high school girl was fucking my brains off. I thanked Mike for the reminder about the rubbers the day after.

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Not only the breasts tits

Posted on December 8, 2010 by tom

Hilary loves everything Bohemian. She wears Boho dresses, those dresses with oversized sleeves and flowing hems. Her hair is long with what she calls ‘mermaid curls’. You will not see her almost perfect figure if you just look at her wearing unflattering clothes. You will only realize that she is so sexy when you see her naked. And I’m lucky enough to see her naked every time. I tease her about that. About how the guys will ogle at her if she only wears stuff that flatters her figure. “And what? Let them see as just tits and not as the girl I am?” She is right, though. Guys used to see girls as ‘just tits’, walking breasts tits that they should pick up off the road. I am suddenly thankful that my girl does not like flaunting her retro tits around. I am happy that I am the first man in her life, that I am the one who popped her cherry a year ago.

A year ago. So, it has been a year since we fell in love with each other. A year since we made out at the back of her truck and she flashed her retro tits on me. It was 4th of July and we were celebrating with our friends. She said she wanted to talk to me, and we headed for her truck at the parking lot. There, she blurted out that she was falling in love with me, and I admitted that I have loved her the first time I saw her. We kissed passionately and started stripping our clothes off. Her tits are so perfect, not too big and not flat, either. I remember how she shivered with my every experienced touch, how she curved her back when I gently rubbed her virgin clit. “I’m a virgin,” she whispered that time. Boy, I was flattered. The love of my life was willing to give herself to me. I remembered how she cried the first time I entered her. She was a bit hurt; blame my thick rod for that. But the sex got better and better. Hilary and I have grown together in terms of sex. In fact, Hilary has become a Bohemian sex goddess for me.

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My girlfriend’s mom’s pert tits

Posted on November 26, 2010 by tom

She was already naked when I entered the room. Her pink tits are so inviting, so I rushed into her and kissed her while mashing her pert tits. She moaned as I played her nipples between my fingers. I licked her neck down to her chest. I felt her body shivered when I sucked on her nips. My left hand exploring the rest of her body, cupping her ass, then rubbing her wet pussy. “Ooohhh,” her moans were getting louder. I bit each of her pink tits just hard enough to make her sway but not hurt her. She gripped on my hair as she pushed my head between the biggest tits on earth. My right-hand fingers are stroking her wet clit. “John, oohh, fuck me now, please!” She was begging now. Begging me to fuck her. I smiled, but I will not oblige so soon. I lay down and commanded her to lick my balls. She stooped down and licked my pulsing balls. She ate my balls and it gave me vibrating pleasure. “Eat my whole dick. Eat it!” I said.

She slid my large dick into her mouth and gave me a deep throat. She didn’t gag, she never did. She is the master of deep throat. I mashed her tits while saying, “You have the biggest tits I saw.” With that, she stopped the blowjob and jumped on top of me. I felt my saliva-coated dick slide straight into her hot pussy. She rode me until she went off, then I pushed her down the floor and fucked her from behind. Her cunt is so hot and wet, but tight. She screamed with my every thrust. “Oh, fuck me with your big shaft, John. Fuck me hard!” I felt she was again reaching orgasm, but I cannot hold on mine much longer either. I pulled my shaft as she screamed loudly with her second climax, and I sprayed cum all over her ass. We collapsed on the floor, taking deep breaths. “Oh, god, you are so good,” she said. “Your daughter will not keep me for nothing,” I answered. And we both laughed.

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I Saw You Naked on 3D Tits

Posted on November 12, 2010 by tom

“It is really she. The one on this months’ issue!” my friend Alex called me. “I can’t be mistaken. It is Fiona. One look in her face and I know that it is Fiona! You must see this one!” He was talking about the latest issue of 3D Tits. Alex said that my ex-girlfriend Fiona is the cover girl for this month’s issue. The magazine is well-known for printing 3-dimensional photos of naked women. It was the one who began that trend. I rushed to the nearest drugstore and went straight to the magazine section. There she is! The girl I dumped a couple of months ago. Fiona. Right there at the cover, showing her medium tits that almost looked real because of the 3d technology. I dumped her for a college girl with more famous tits. I thought I will be happy if I get to have a girlfriend with larger boobs. But, what goes around comes around.

The college girl dumped me for a jock, four days after we officially dated and left me empty-handed. And when I saw Fiona, all I felt was regret. She’s amazing, really. Not just in bed, but also as a person. My friend Alex told me what a dick I am after dumping Fiona. I looked at her picture at the cover. The same old Fiona, but I noticed her medium tits got bigger. Is it just the 3d stuff or did she had a surgery? I suddenly felt an urge to call her, ask her these things, but then again, I know I have no rights to ask her anything. It is me who hurt her, who dumped her. What will she think? That I only called her because she now has published famous tits? Oh, yes, I am a dick. A dick that will never lay a hand on Fiona again.

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I miss your huge tits

Posted on October 29, 2010 by tom

Dear Samantha,

I don’t know why, but I miss you. I want to be with you again. Maybe I miss he way you smile, or the sound of your laugh. I know that I am committed to a different girl now, but tell me, how can I fully commit when all I think is you every time we kiss? When I imagine I am touching your body when it is her body I touch? Maybe it is the fact that she has huge tits like yours. Or maybe, the reason why I think about you so much, especially when my girl and I make love, is that the truth is, I still want you. I remember how you willingly display your tits in public, how you dance on stage while playing with tits. I still don’t care about your job, all I care is you. But why did you go? Why did you run away with some other guy? I remember the first time I saw you playing with tits, it was love at first sight. I can still see your naked body every moment I close my eyes.

Your perky breasts with large, pink nipples at the center of each, those I will never forget. I know how they respond with every stroke of my tongue, every bite of my front teeth. Your body shivers every time I lick your tits. I know you feel different when I do it to you compared to when some stranger is sucking your tits in public. Oh, how I miss you Samantha. I miss your hot, wet tunnel, which accommodated the length of my flesh, and the way you buckle your body against me when you are nearing climax. I miss your moans and cries, the sound you release when you release your lust and passion. I want to hear you call my name again, cry because of pleasure and not pain, and most of all, I want to hear you say the words that you say every time I collapse above you, panting and sweating. I miss you.

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Argued over boobs and tits

Posted on October 26, 2010 by tom

My girlfriend and I had an argument this morning. It all started when she noticed me eyeing this new girl, I guess she is a freshman, and my girlfriend got jealous because of the attention I gave this girl. The new girl is Sarah. She is at the same gym class with my girl, Monique. Sarah looks plain from the neck up: long face, pale skin, stringy hair;  but from the neck down, she is one super sexy girl. Her body is a knock out. Her boobs are not just the average-sized good tits you see every day. In fact, her heavy tits are much better than my girlfriend’s. Monique’s good tits disappear under a sports bra, while Monique’s remain noticeable even when wearing sports bra and loose P.E. shirt. The sweat mark on her grey shirt’s chest only emphasizes her big bosoms. Her heavy tits bounce every time she hits the ball. Guys from every level seem to hear about the new girl with big tits.

They, or should I say, we, piled ourselves into the gym benches and watched Sarah’s suddenly famous bouncing tits. I was with my friend, Freddie, while watching Sarah play volleyball, when a hard smack hit the back of my head. It was my girlfriend, Monique. “I thought you were cheering for me, you asshole! But you are here, ogling on the new bitch’s tits. You do not have anything inside your peanut-sized brain aside from images of boobs and tits!” she shouted. The others were staring at us, laughing. Monique ran into the volleyball court and grabbed Sarah’s hair, then she said, “Hey, bitch, stop parading around the campus displaying your oversized tits. You are hypnotizing the guys!” “It’s not my fault that you look like a wafer! Maybe your boyfriend wants some tits for a change. It’s not my fault they are staring at me, I don’t even know your boyfriend’s name.” Ouch. “But I guess, I’ll have to ask him his name. He is kinda cute, and if you don’t want him to end up with me, stop being a bitch. I’m the only bitch here.” That made me smile!

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