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" I leaned forward and wrapped my tits around his cock, creating a slick pussy for him out of my chest. They'd gotten so sensitive since I'd started drinking the tea and it felt amazing just to have him between them. I cupped my tits in my hands and pressed them around him, creating as much pressure as I could. His hips started moving his cock between them, and I bounced them up and down in time with his thrusts. It was the first time I?d ever given a boob job to someone. It was amazing to watch him fuck my tits. I bent my head down and took his head into my mouth, sucking as his hips kept bucking.
I moved my hands up and down, bouncing my boobs up and down faster and faster as Justin thrust to match my speed. Before long, I could hear the sound of his breathing becoming shallow and fast. "Come for me, Baby." I crooned. I moved my tits as fast as I could and dipped my head down, taking as much of his cock as I could. When I felt his cock pulse, like someone taking the cap off a shaken bottle of soda, I pulled my mouth off and let him fountain onto me. His first shot ran down my hair, across my eye, and onto my chest. The second arched way over my head, landing behind me on the bed and leaving a trail of droplets all across me. The third shot hit my chin and the rest went all over my chest, coating my the tops of my tits with his cum. It felt so warm and wet and good on me. After he finished coming, Justin lay back on the bed, exhausted. While he recovered, I went to the bathroom and reluctantly cleaned my face off. I thought about wiping my chest off, but decided not to. "What the hell, I like it." I thought to myself as I looked at my big tits covered in Justin's cum. If I liked it, why not enjoy it while it lasted?
With my face wiped off, I glanced back in the bedroom at Justin. He looked like he was mostly asleep. His big cock lay limply across his leg and his breathing was slow and deep. He needed a rest if I was going to make him keep going, so after and brushing his hair off of his forehead and giving him a small kiss, I walked into the kitchen and made two more cups of tea. That was the last I had, so as I carried the cups back to the bedroom, I made a mental note to go back by Mr. Wong?s Curios and buy some more. I found Justin basically asleep when I walked back into the bedroom, but the aroma of the tea must've stirred him, because his eyes fluttered open as I set the cups on the end table by the bed.
"Smells good." He said hoarsely, his throat dry unlike mine. Not that I was complaining.
"Here." I handed him one cup as he sat up, leaning against the headboard. I took the other cup and straddled his lap, letting myself sink down onto him. Even when he wasn't hard, it felt so good to have his cock pressed against me. Just the thought that I, Monica had Justin's cock between my legs, pressed against my pussy, was enough to get me wet again. As we sat there, sipping on our blue tea, I began grinding on him, without realizing it at first. His shaft slipped between my wet lips and slid back and forth, teasing my clit. Each movement felt better than the last. My pussy was soaking, coating Justin's swelling cock with my cum. Eventually, we lost track of our tea, throwing the cups onto the carpeted floor. Justin had begun thrusting for real and it felt amazing to be lifted up, only to land on his hard shaft again.
"Justin-" I whispered to him as planted my hands on his chest and brought my face close to his. "I want you. Please- please, fuck me." I needed him. I needed him inside me and no one and nothing else would do. I looked into his dark eyes, feeling myself sucked into them. Then he closed them and I felt his hand on the back of my hand, his fingers in my hair, pulling me towards him. Our lips made contact and then opened for our tongues as we fell into the hardest, most sexual kiss I'd ever had. It seemed like we'd never break apart. My lips were pressed so hard against his that I thought they might bruise and we were grinding our bodies together in time, not a single inch of space between us. When everything was coated in sweat and my cum, I found the will power to break away from the kiss and lift myself up.
Justin and I stared at the space between us. He took his cock in his hand and raised it up until the head, swollen, purple, and oozing precum, was grazing my entrance.
"Are you ready?" He asked me, looking into my eyes and stroking my cheek with his free hand.
"Yes. God, yes. I'm so ready." I sank down and felt his cock pressing in, my glistening entrance welcoming him inside me. He took his hand away from his cock after the first inch had slid into me. He put his hand on my hips and pushed me down towards his lap, forcing me to take and more of his wonderful cock. Finally, I gave up trying to take it slowly and sank down, engulfing the last four inches all at once.
"Unnh!" I moaned as I felt his cock fill me and our bodies become one. I was so tight and he was so hard that I could feel his cock pulsing inside of me. Every twitch made my cheeks feel hot and set my eyelids fluttering. I thought that this must be what heaven felt like, but then it all got even better. Justin pulled out until only half of his cock was still inside me, then he thrust back inside, slamming me down with his hands on my hips. The impact sent waves of pleasure racing through my body. I'd never felt anything like it. Even in my best fantasies, I'd never imagined Justin could make me feel this good. After that, Justin started thrusting in and out of me regularly, his cock pushing against my g-spot and every impact making my clit scream in delight.
"Unh, Monica you're so tight. It's never felt this good with anyone else."
"Ohh, Justin! Yes, I'm tight for you, only you. Now, fuck me. Fuck me hard with your big dick!" Hearing me talk like that must've really turned him on, because the next thing I knew, I was being lifted up, completely off the bed. Justin's dick was pressed so deep inside me that it felt like his head had to be pushing into my womb. God, I wanted his cum.
The next thing I felt was my body bouncing up and down as Justin fucked me hard. I could hear the sound of our bodies slapping together every time I came down. The feeling was too much for me to handle. I leaned back and felt the tip of his cock drive straight into my G spot again and again. That was it. I leaned back forward and dug my hands into Justin and raked his chest with my nails. That turned him on so much that I could feel his cock swell up and pulse inside me. I felt myself tighten around him.
"God, fuck, Justin! Make me cum! Make me CUM!" My back arched and my face felt so hot. Then I felt my legs clench and my pussy went wild. "I'M CUMMING, JUSTIN! YOU'RE MAKING ME CUM!" That pushed Justin over the edge too. I felt him dig his hands into my thighs and slam his huge cock all the way into me.
"MONICA, I'm CUMMING!" He yelled. As wave after wave of pleasure rolled through my body, I suddenly felt jets of his warm cum splatter inside me and I started cumming all over again. When our orgasms finally subsided, I collapsed on top of Justin, feeling the slick sweat on our bodies mix. I ran my hands through his hair and he looked into my eyes.
"I love you, Monica."
"I love you too, Justin. I love you so much." We were so tired and so happy in each other's arms, we fell asleep with the light on.
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