Cum On My Tits

Hey guys, Wade here. Thought I’d share a quick story with you guys from when Kathy and I were dating. Hope you like it.

They tell you college is this great experience, higher education mixed with a party that never ends, all yours for the low price of paying them off till you’re fifty. Maybe that was someone’s experience, but not mine. A roommate I couldn’t stand, professors who had already made tenure so didn’t care, and the knowledge of a future of crippling debt if I couldn’t make this business degree work.

The one bright spot in all this was I had met the girl of my dreams. From the moment I set eyes on Kathy in the student center, I knew I was in love. A tall, raven haired vision, crystal clear blue eyes, porcelain skin and the hottest curves on the planet. It had taken a month to work up the nerve to talk to her. When I finally did I learned that this living goddess was also funny, down to earth, caring, loving and horny!

We had ten dates before we moved beyond just kissing. I was so wound up with her that it wasn’t my finest performance, but in the year that followed we got pretty good at the whole sex thing. Her passion was boundless, which worked out great for me because seeing her thick hips in those painted on jeans and her big breasts in t-shirts proclaiming her favorite bands, I was always hard around her.

I walked down the hall of the science building, wondering what a business major needed with a chemistry class when she came around a corner and grabbed my hand and brushed up against me. “What’s got you making that face?” She asked as she put her head against my shoulder.

“Just wondering if it’s all worth it.” I said. Chemistry wasn’t going well. Hell, none of my classes were.

“Can’t do that here.”

“Huh?”

“That’s philosophy, you’re in a science building.” She said and then laughed so hard at her own stupid joke she snorted. I started laughing too and soon we were both against the wall laughing hysterically about nothing.

Watching her trying to catch her breath while still chuckling, her face flushed and her wavy midnight locks framing her face, she was the most beautiful creature on the planet. I pulled her to me and kissed her. She embraced me completely, putting her whole luscious body against mine as she claimed my mouth with her tongue. I felt her smile against my lips as I fully rose to the occasion, she ground against my erection as she kept up that hot kiss.

She finally pulled away from me and I could see the fire in her eyes, that look that told me she wanted my tall and lanky frame as much as I wanted her.

“Please tell me you have a condom with you.” She stated more than asked. I fished my wallet out of my pocket and pulled out the last one I had. She gave this sexy smile and looked around, grabbed my hand and dragged me to a door marked janitor’s closet.

“Oh God, Wade, I’m so hot right now. I need you so much baby, right here.” She took the condom from my hand and kissed me hard again. I hugged her to me, let my hands roam over her fantastic body. Finally she dropped to her knees and in two swift movements had my jeans and boxers around my knees. She kissed the head of my bobbing cock as she tore the package open, then rolled it onto me.

She stood up and we kissed again before she turned around and put her hands against the wall, looking back over her shoulder, “Hurry up, no telling when someone may come.”

“Sooner than you think at this rate.” I said with a smirk as I pulled up on her skirt to reveal nothing but naked flesh. My dirty girlfriend had gone out the door without her panties. Had she planned this whole thing? She was a hot, perverted little minx and I loved her for it. She moaned as I gripped her hip with my left hand, using my right to help guide my arrow to the target. I plunged in fully, we gasped in unison as we bound ourselves together. We rocked together to a song that only we could hear, our bodies in sync as she met my every thrust. The sound of our bodies colliding filled the tiny room.

My left hand let go of her warm thigh and travelled up, under her shirt. Sliding along her smooth stomach up till finding the fabric of her bra. I began massaging her left breast through the confining fabric. I could feel her nipple strain against the material. Meanwhile my right hand moved around her sexy waist to travel through her short triangle of pubic hair to find her clit.

She bit down on her bottom lip to stifle her cry and ground into me harder than before. I could feel the heat radiating off of her and instinctively knew she was as close to cumming as I was.

“Are you close baby? Are you going to cum for me?” I ask into her ear. She’s still biting her bottom lip, barely holding back her full throated cries, as she shakes her head yes. I’m moving as fast as I can, crashing into her amazing body, squeezing the life out of her tit, and fanning her clit like crazy. I feel her body tense as her orgasm hits her and then I’m lost as well, biting my tongue to keep from bellowing as my balls contract and we’re cumming together.

I hold her till we’re recovered enough to stand on our own. Thankfully being in the janitor’s closet means its easy to find a trash bag to dispose of the used birth control.

“Wow, you really fill that thing up.” She says as she watches me discard it and helps me get my pants back up. Then she stands and gives me a quick peck. “Don’t forget, my dorm room tomorrow night. My roommate will be gone. Maybe I can help you with some chemistry.”

The promise of a whole night with Kathy was enough to carry me through my classes. Not exactly focused enough, my mind kept wandering back to her, but at least I was buoyed emotionally enough that I took notes. And despite the double entendre, Kathy was making an A in her chemistry class, if we could focus on school work for enough time, I might learn something before we moved on to anatomy.

The next day was a Thursday, I had loaded my Thursdays up with classes so I could have a three day weekend to study. It seemed like a good idea when I made my schedule, but I hadn’t considered being in a relationship at the time. So when I woke up and realized I slept through my alarm, there was no time for anything else. Problem being, I’d had a dream about Kathy and woke up hard as a rock. It was hard zipping up around my erection and my jeans felt damned uncomfortable.

You’d think that a bunch of boring classes would alleviate the problem, but I spent my walks to the classrooms half expecting her to surprise me like she did yesterday, she was around every corner, her clothes straining to hold her lush curves. A command on her lips begging me to take her. I knew already I wanted to be with her the rest of my life. You don’t expect to find a perfect person in your life, if you are blessed enough to find one, you grab hold and never let go.

It was after one before I finally had enough time to find a bathroom stall and work out my problem. The smell of her lavender scented perfume, the warmth of her breasts as I lay against her listening to her heartbeat, the way she gripped me so tight as her body climaxed, the way her blue eyes saw all of me and somehow found me worthy. It was as satisfying as it can be while alone but while it took the edge off, it made me even hungrier for the real thing.

Finally finished with all the classes, I went to our favorite Chinese place and got the General Tso’s that she liked, some Mongolian barbeque for me, rice to share and enough eggrolls that hopefully we wouldn’t fight over them.

I made my way into the women’s dorm, a couple of the girls saying hello to me by name. I guess I was becoming a bit of a regular face around here. Better that than Kathy trying to come to the men’s dorm though, I didn’t trust any of those animals for a moment.

Made it to her door, decorated with pictures of Kathy and her roommate around a bunch of stickers letting everyone know this was Courtney’s and Kathy’s room. Hands full of Chinese food, I tapped my foot against the door.

I wasn’t prepared for that door to open. Her raven hair was pulled back into a ponytail, there was a sheen of sweat on her porcelain skin that told me she had just got back from the gym. A once loose fitting gray tank top was practically glued to her body, showing off her breasts in a way even her sexiest bras didn’t as her nipples were prominently displayed. She also had on black athletic shorts that hugged her hips but cut off to show most of her thighs. She had this open gray cardigan over the entire ensemble that I figured had been closed on her walk to the dorm but with it opened now just provided a warm frame to show off the hottest woman in the world.

“Oh thank God! I’m starving!” She proclaimed with a bounce that had me rock hard as gravity worked so well on her. That tank top was a valiant article of clothing as it strained to contain all given to its keeping. She reached out and grabbed the bags out of my left hand and turned away. That stupid cardigan blocked my view as she walked from me, but at least it meant I could follow her in without getting lost in thought.

She walked to the middle of the room where two fourth-hand recliners sat just behind a low coffee table with several nicks and dents, and began setting out the containers of food. I came up beside her, sat down the remaining bags on the table and grabbed her and pulled her in for a kiss. Our lips met briefly before she squealed and pushed me away.

“Eww, I just finished working out! You can’t touch me right now, I’m all sweaty and gross.”

I just gave her a smirk, “Just saves time from me getting you all sweaty and gross.”

“Pervert.” She said with a coy little smile and I just nodded my head in agreement. “Well none of that. I really am hungry and you really do need help with chemistry. So you better not reach for me unless its to hand me an eggroll or show me your notes.”

“Fine mom, I’ll be good.” I said with fake petulance.

“Such a naughty boy, don’t know how I’ll get you raised.” She said shaking her head.

“Just opening the door in that tank top got me raised.” Her face ran the gamut of shocked, appalled, embarrassed, pleased and aroused. She just called me a pervert again and went to turn on her stereo. Bon Jovi came through the speakers and she was bobbing her head and moving to the beat as she grabbed some plates and forks. My God, she’s the most gorgeous woman in creation. If we’d been Adam and Eve, I’d be too busy eating her to ever think about a damn apple.

We enjoyed the food and made chit chat about our day. Instead of taking the other chair I sat on the floor opposite her. Watching her move around as she reached across the table was worth the minor discomfort. She knew what I was doing and made sure her every movement was set to tease me. Once done with our meal it was time to study.

Kathy took her school work very seriously, something I really did appreciate about her. She was a great student with academic awards from her senior year all the way back to the second grade. Unfortunately for me she took my tutoring seriously too, the cardigan was closed about her form and a teacher now sat where my girlfriend had been. I knew from past experience this wasn’t the time to flirt or try to distract her. This wasn’t just about helping me, she wanted to be a teacher, so I knuckled down and got serious and did my best not to think of what that light sweater hid from view.

It took hours. Highlighting in my textbook, correcting my notes, helping me define terms and on and on. She really was good at this, explained things much better than the old fossil who ran the class. My eyes were strained and my back hurt from being hunched on the floor, but I felt I really had learned something. I put my book and notes back into my backpack.

“Can you throw away the empty cartons?” She asked.

“Sure.” I said and worked my way to a standing position, blood slowly reaching my lower extremities. I gathered up the trash and turned around to throw it away in the trash can she had in their tiny kitchenette. It was overflowing so I had to set everything down, find and replace the bag, the practically filled up the new one.

I turned around, a complaint on my lips about the garbage situation, but it was immediately forgotten when I saw her. The cardigan was gone, she had pulled down the top of her tank top so that her breasts spilled out into full view but held pressed together as the garment struggled to keep its shape. Her legs were spread wide over the arm rests of the recliner, her shorts gone. Her hands slid over her thighs, through a trimmed bush, to her prominent labia lips, and while looking at me opened herself up completely.

“Thought you earned some dessert.” She said with a huskiness in her voice that burned my blood as much as the vision before me. I don’t remember moving, one second I’m standing across the room, the next I’m on my knees before her with my tongue lapping at the spread pink before me. She’s moaning softly to herself, her hands coming up to run through my hair. Kathy was already so wet, my tongue is moving her juices around while adding my own saliva. My hands come up and start massaging her inner thighs. She’s pulling on my hair, directing me where she wants my mouth. I move willingly, letting her be in charge, pulling me down against her even as she pushes her pelvis up to meet me, riding my face as her moans get louder.

Suddenly her body tenses and her hands leave my hair. I look up and see her eyes closed tightly, her hands move over her rock hard nipples to eventually run through and pull her own hair. Pale fingers spilling midnight as her body rides a wave of stimulation she can’t vocalize. I take the opportunity to stand up and quickly take off my shirt. By the time the article is discarded her breathing has turned back to normal and she’s looking at me through half closed eyes. I lean over and grab the hem of her shirt and pull it up. She has to help me get it up and over her breasts and she lets out a loud sigh once it’s on the floor. She must notice the question on my face, “I knew it looked hot but it really dug in under my breasts.”

“You don’t need to do anything to look hot Kathy, you just are hot. You’re unbelievable, I’m…oh fuck it.” I say as I lose my train of thought now feasting my eyes on her entire nude form. I throw myself against her and our lips meet in a kiss that is so hot I think I’ll melt. Feeling her large breasts press against my chest as our tongues dance together, pressed nearly flat in our embrace, her nipples pressed hard into me. Her arms hold me to her and I moan into her mouth as she playfully drags her nails down my spine.

I slide down her body, slowly breaking our kiss, replacing her mouth with a trail of kissed down the left line of her jaw, down to her neck. She gasps as I suck on her neck and give a light bite, while my hands come up and I sink my fingers into her wonderful tits.

Her moans get deeper as I trail kisses to just where her breasts begin to swell while kneading them like dough. Despite their size, she finds them very sensitive and loves it when I play with them. As for me, well what can I say, I’m a breast man and with these magnificent e-cups, I’m in heaven. There isn’t a millimeter of skin on her glorious tits that I don’t kiss, lick and suck on, on my way down to her nipples. Her hands are on my head, pressing me into her cleavage so tightly that on occasion I can hear her heart hammering in her chest.

I pull away for just a moment and lift up her breasts, stretching them out above her. She cries out as I hold her there and lean in to lick where her breasts meet her rib cage. She cries out as I make my way languidly from under her right breast over to her left, then back again. After three or more times, I begin to slowly kiss up the underside of her breast, climbing that wonderful mountain to the peak. As I’m moving up her left breast my right hand let’s go of her other tit and slowly slides down her stomach, into the course stubble of her small bush. I press down on her mound with my fingertips and she’s bucking up into my hand. When my mouth gets to her blush colored aureola, I slide my hand down further to trap her hood between my middle and ring finger and just apply a light pressure. before ever so slightly rocking back and forth. The room is filled with her wordless cries, listening to her sex song has me so hard part of me wants to stop what I’m doing, drop my pants and just fuck her till I erupt. Looking down at her face stops me though. Her eyes glazed over with lust, her mouth open in song, her face flushed red in her excitement.

As I finally take her nipple into my mouth I move my hand down further. I press the heel of my palm against her clit as I insert two fingers into her. She’s so wet, it feels more like I’m being sucked in. It takes a moment but I finally find my goal and she screams in pleasure as I stroke her g-spot while not letting the pressure off her nipple in my mouth. I sat a steady pace of grinding the heel of my palm against her clit then releasing to stroke her spot. She catches on to the pace and is humping against my hand. She grabs her free breast and begins roughly squeezing her nipple while looking into my eyes as she just shouts “YES!” over and over again.

One second she’s there, her eyes searing into my soul, then they go briefly wide and she looks almost nervous, then her eyes clinch tight and her whole body tenses and begins trembling as her orgasm hits her like a freight train. I keep working, determined not to stop. Her body relaxes for a second and she takes in a ragged breath before it happens again. Her whole body seems to be blushing and she glows from the sheen of sweat. Each time her eyes open she’s pleading with me to take her further till finally she reaches down and grabs my wrist, her whole body a trembling wreck. “No more.” She barely whispers and pulls me out of her. Her breast falls from my mouth as I watch her slowly bring my hand up to her mouth and suck her juices from my fingers. With her free arm she pulls me down to her, just wanting my skin on her skin.

We stay like that for a blissful eternity, then she puts her lips against my left ear, “Get a condom on.”

I look at her a little shocked but she just shakes her head yes at me with this goofy grin on her face that I find both hot and adorable. My hand dives into the pocket of my jeans even as she’s unbuttoning them. I fish out my wallet as she gets my jeans and boxers down my hips and I spring out, my hard cock laying against her inner thigh. It feels so good finally being free and pressed against her warm skin I just start grinding against her.

“Are you close baby?” She asks as she caresses my face with her right hand.

“I just saw the hottest woman in creation orgasm on my hand, I’m a fair bit along.” I say and kiss her cheek as she looks away and blushes.

With one hand I open my wallet and dump out the meagre contents. Two one dollar bills and a torn condom wrapper. Oh shit, I never went and bought more. How could I have been so dumb?

“That mean what I think it means?” She asked looking at the empty wrapper.

“It’s all right, I can pull out before I…” I can’t even finish the sentence before she’s shaking her head no.

“I know you’d try Wade, but we’ve done this enough to know that when you’re inside me, you ain’t stopping. I don’t want to be pregnant outside of marriage and still trying to earn my degree.”

I nodded along, disappointed but knowing she was right. “What about a blowjob?” I asked.

“Got choir tomorrow, can’t go in with a hoarse throat.” She said.

I stood up, trying my best to keep disappointment off my face. After all that to end the night back in my place beating off just seemed wrong but asking her for a handjob seemed kind of pathetic some how. Not any more, now it’s hot as hell but back in those early days it felt like begging to get a participation trophy.