Burning Passion Chapter 123

"You don’t understand what a titty-fuck is, do you?" He cackled as he squeezed my boob again. "That’s when I stick my penis between those whoppers and you jiggle them till I cum."

He scratched my nipple with his fingernail which made it become really stiff and apparent. My eyes almost popped out from my mind at the notion. "Are you really going to provide me a titty-fuck?" Si asked with a twinkle in his eye.

I nodded furiously and pulled Grant farther into my bosom. From the time the cab arrived at the apartment, Gemma was straddling No- neck and swiveled about. From what I could see she was massaging her crotch against his penis so quickly that I half-expected to see smoke.

Since Si opened the door into the apartment, Grant cared for me and started kissing me. I was taken aback, but immediately responded by sticking my tongue into his mouth and twisting it about his.

The big fella caught my butt with both hands as we snogged about and started shaking my booty because he pushed his hard-on against me.

Gem was completely ignoring me today as No-neck dragged her to his bedroom once the door was opened. I moved to the living area with Grant and Si. The air was charged as Si caught three cans of beer from the fridge and handed them about.

The men looked somewhat embarrassed and weren’t sure who was likely to make the first movement. I was very conscious of how drunk I was and didn’t mention a word as I sipped my beer. As Si place the radio on, I flopped on the couch.

The men looked at each other then at me for advice, but I stayed standing. I received a surprising chance of guts and patted the cushion next to me. Si's face lit up and he immediately connected me.

I looked at him with a huge smile, trusting he understood what I desired. He got the message and also unknotted the bow in my apparel and flung it open, exposing my panties and more of my cleavage.

"Holy fuck!" He gasped. His hands reached out to stroke my breasts.

To get a large, rugged guy to touch me this way was unbelievably gentle; his strokes really sensual. I was trembling with delight as he tickled my nipples through my bra while in a trance.

Grant was currently sitting on my other side and started pulling my panties off. I shuffled my butt to spare it and he dropped them on the ground, leaving me wearing my bra and silk knickers.

Thankfully, alcohol had reduced my inhibitions and I slid on my back as Si moved forward to kiss me. He was lying on top of me and pushing his tongue down my throat as Grant played with my breasts. Si immediately rubbed his penis against my crotch as we smashed our lips together.

Without breaking our kiss, he shuffled his own body in an attempt to unfasten his trousers. He seemed to be having some difficulty, so I assisted; finally getting them right down to his knees at the same time when Grant pulled my breasts out from my bra.

Si eventually broke the kiss and stood up, moved his top and jeans, then Grant pushed me up to fully take off my bra. They gasped when my breasts were fully exposed. Although I was ashamed of them for the last few years, I was aware from Dad's porn mags they were really a favorite form since they were large and bouncy.

My eyes were just on Si's jockey shorts. The bulge in front looked very appetizing. He pulled them down and his rigid cock sprung into view. It was my turn to gasp today. It seemed magnificent as the purple head popped back from the foreskin.

As he moved towards my breasts his cock swung from side to side (which seemed a tiny bit humorous). He straddled my belly and slapped my nipples with his penis.

"Push your titties together," he said grinning.

I caught my breasts with both hands and hammering them about his stiffness like two major hamburger buns round a hotdog.

"Now shake them."

I’d never touched my breasts like this before; nevertheless it was enjoyable because as I shook them, it made his penis bounce. Si was shortly glowing like a beacon and panting rapidly because his penis kept appearing and disappearing in and out of my cleavage. I started giggling nervously, particularly when a tiny pearl of pre-cum looked out from their very small eyes.

"Spit on it," he grunted. "Spit on it, make it ..." Without thinking I started spitting on the bell end until his penis started gliding between my breasts with ease.

"Fucking hell, man!" he moaned to Grant as he rocked back and forth between my boobies. "That’s from this fucking world."

I figured that for all of his bravado he’d never really done this before.

It was really exciting watching my breasts wobble round his cock, and it was becoming sexier, together with the knob now entirely from its hood.

I’d been missing in my own small universe until I sensed Grant pulling my knickers down. Without another thought I raised my butt so he could pull them off. A second later he'd pulled my thighs apart and was yanking at my curled labia and pubic hair.

As he shuffled to find a comfy seat, I curled a leg over one of his shoulders. Simon edged ahead until his torso was almost touching my mouth as it popped from my breasts.

"Open your mouth," he grunted through gritted teeth as Grant started licking at my pussy. I opened my mouth along as his knob started brushing my lips.

I couldn’t resist and flicked out my tongue before it touched the sexy, velvety tip.

I’d never uttered or sucked a penis before. I’ve had one boy try to lick me, but he ceased and gagged a moment later.

I was soon shaking with enthusiasm as Grant’s tongue split my pussy flaps. He started lapping my thick juice and sometimes flicked my sensitive clit. Simon was rocking quicker and quicker since I shook my titties as much as I could.

I yelped once I sensed Grant sticking a finger or two up my puss because he feverishly licked my slit, which made me purr and grunt.

His hands were twisting and giving me a minor uncomfortable feeling, but I certainly didn’t need him to cease, so I shuffled my butt to find a comfier spot.

I looked up to see Simon’s face become twisted along with his nostrils flaring as he attempted to prevent himself from cumming, however, he couldn’t and I needed him to. I sped up my boob vibrations until he threw his head back and let out a guttural gasp.

A jet of creamy man juice shot from his purple knob and landed on my neck. I was mesmerized because I kept shaking my breasts and much more spewed out from the crevice I’d created. The smell was intoxicating and I couldn’t get over just how much there really was.