Celeb Fun

Jake sat on the edge of Hannah's bed, heart hammering, while she stood over him in nothing but a sheer black bra that barely contained her heavy, full tits. She had texted him earlier to come over after his shift, and he knew exactly why. His girlfriend was out of town, and Hannah never missed a chance to remind him how different things were with her.

She reached behind her back and unclasped the bra, letting it fall. Her breasts spilled free, round and soft with dark pink nipples already stiff. "Does your girlfriend have big titties, Jake?" she asked, cupping them and lifting them toward him. "I doubt she knows how to work them like me."

He swallowed hard, eyes locked on the way her fingers sank into the pale flesh. "No," he admitted. "She never did this before."

Hannah smiled, slow and wicked, and stepped closer until her knees brushed his. "You get to do things with me that you can't do with your girlfriend. That makes you very lucky, Jake." She pushed him back onto the mattress and climbed over his lap, straddling his thighs. Her bare pussy pressed warm against the bulge in his jeans as she leaned down, dragging those heavy tits across his chest.

She worked his shirt off first, then unbuttoned his jeans and tugged them down along with his boxers. His cock sprang free, already hard and leaking at the tip. Hannah wrapped one hand around the base and gave it a slow stroke while she lowered her breasts around the shaft. The soft, warm weight of them engulfed him completely, and she pressed them together with both hands, creating a slick, tight channel.

"Feel that?" she murmured, sliding her tits up and down his length. "Your girlfriend probably gives you quick little handjobs and thinks that's enough. But look at you buried between my tits already." She spat into her cleavage for extra slickness, then resumed the steady rhythm. Every upward stroke let the head of his cock peek out between her breasts, glistening, before she swallowed it again in soft flesh.

He thrust up between them, the wet sound of skin on skin filling the room. Hannah leaned forward, letting her tongue flick over the head each time it emerged. She sucked it briefly, lips tight, then released it back into the warm press of her breasts. The contrast made his balls tighten. She kept the pace slow and teasing, drawing it out, making every stroke count.

After several long minutes she pulled back, lips shiny. "Not yet," she said, reading the tension in his face. "I want more than just your cum on my tits tonight." She climbed higher, positioning herself so her wet pussy hovered over his cock. She sank down in one smooth motion, taking him deep. Her inner walls gripped him hot and tight, and she started riding him with the same deliberate rhythm she'd used with her breasts.

Hannah's tits bounced with every movement, and she grabbed his hands, guiding them up to hold their weight. "Squeeze them while you fuck me," she ordered. Jake obeyed, thumbs circling her nipples as she ground down onto him, clit rubbing against his pubic bone. She leaned in close, mouth at his ear. "Tell me again. You never get this at home, do you?"

"No," he gasped, thrusting up to meet her. "Never like this."

Her breasts slapped against his chest with every descent, and he pinched her nipples the way she liked, pulling soft cries from her throat.

Hannah shifted, turning around so she faced his feet, and sank back down onto his cock. The new angle let him watch the way her ass spread and her tits hung heavy as she bounced. She reached down, cupping them again and playing with her own nipples while she rode him. "Still thinking about her?" she asked over her shoulder.

"God, no," Jake answered, gripping her hips.

She laughed breathlessly and started grinding in tight circles, working his cock against every sensitive spot inside her. "That's right. You come here when you need to be fucked properly." When they finally stilled, she climbed off and lay beside him, one hand lazily stroking his softening cock. "See?" she whispered, pressing a kiss to his jaw. "Lucky guy." She guided his hand back to her breast, letting him feel the sticky mix of sweat and the faint trace of his earlier precum between them. "Next time," she added, voice low and promising, "I want you between these again while you tell me exactly what you can't get at home."