Amy's tits
written by:
EdFreckman

"I'm Amy. Nice to meet you," she said, holding out her hand.

I tried hard to look into her eyes, which were green and very beautiful. Her lovely white face was framed by long thick lush black hair. However, my eyes couldn't help but drift down to her cleavage. Her body was thin, her hips maybe a bit wide, but her tits were magnificent. That first day we met, they were shown off to good effect. She was wearing a white blouse with the top few buttons undone. A gold necklace with some kind of meaningless pendant hung down, just above where the breasts met. From the glances I could steal, I could see that those breasts were so smooth, so perfect.

When she walked away, I could see that her ass was pretty nice too. And she had great legs. But I couldn't take my eyes off the chest when she would walk by.

We were starting at the office together at the same time. It was a call center. A piece of shit job, but it was a job and we were both thankful to have it.

On day two of working together, I stopped by her desk. That day she was wearing a red blouse--also low cut--inviting men such as myself to peek at her goodies. It was such a challenge to maintain eye contact but every time her glance drifted away, my eyes headed right to her chest. As I stood there at her desk, I noticed pictures of her and a black man. She saw me looking at the pics. "Oh that's Tyrone. My husband," she explained.

"Ah," I thought. "A husband. Well....forget that."

Still I couldn't help but look at her.

Later that second day, she came to my desk, leaned over---her tits dangling just inches from my face, and asked, "Do you want to go down to the coffee shop on break and....grab something?"

What I wanted to grab was her.

I just forced myself to make eye contact and said, "Uh, sure."

We walked down to the coffee shop and back together. Along the way, we chatted. Found out she was 25. Had been married 2 years. Her husband was a university student and she had to get a job to support him. She didn't have many friends here. (Though she did say she had befriended the girl at the desk next to her---a girl named Jamie. I had seen Jamie--not bad looking--she had reddish brown hair and it was hard to tell what her figure was like because she always wore baggy clothes--but she had dark circles under her eyes and seemed a little crude. Jamie was a smoker and was one of those people constantly heading downstairs to have a smoke. She just looked a little worn down by life.)

We got back to our building and got off the elevator at the 5th floor. "Well--thanks for walking with me," she smiled and turned away. I watched her ass move under her skirt as she walked away.

The next day, I took the initiative. I went to her desk to ask her if she wanted to walk down to the coffee shop while on break. However, she wasn't there. At the next desk, Jamie looked up when she noticed my presence. She said, "Looking for Amy?"

"Uh, yeah." I didn't want to make a big thing out of it.

Jamie smiled a sly smile. "She's a cute girl, isn't she?"

I was caught off guard by that question. My face turned a bit red and I said, "Yeah. Yeah she is."

Jamie smiled and said, "Amy had to chat with our supervisor about some stuff. She should be back in a while. You can sit at her desk and wait for her."

"Uh--that's OK," I said and went back to my desk. I felt a little sheepish, a little embarrassed. It was an awkward interaction with Jamie and it made me feel like my attraction to Amy was noticed. Or was I making too much of a big thing about it?

As I was lost in thought about that, I noticed Amy walking toward my desk.

Today she was wearing a TIGHT white shirt that barely contained her tits. Over it, she wore a blue blouse that was unbuttoned most of the way. She was smiling. "A little bird told me you were looking for me," she said.

"Yeah," I smiled. "I just wondered if you wanted to walk down to the coffee shop with me."

"Of course," she said playfully putting out her arm as if she expected me to escort her there, arm-in-arm. I smiled and offered my arm--we walked with our arms locked through part of the office and I could see heads turning--particularly male heads turning to watch us as we headed to the elevator.

I watched the gaze of the guys as we walked past. It was good to know I wasn't the only one who couldn't stop staring at her ample bosom.

Our arms disengaged when we got into the elevator. We were the only two in there. Naughty thoughts raced through my mind. "So how's your day going?" she said. The elevator started and I lost my footing for a second. I caught myself glancing at the jiggle of her breasts as the elevator started and then I couldn't think of anything else.

"Uh--what did you say?" I said.

"I said--how do you like my boobs?" she laughed.

My face got red. I was caught. "Look, I'm sorry. It was..."

She smiled and said, "Please don't apologize---I'd be worried if you WEREN'T looking. I find it kind of flattering."

I wasn't sure what to say. Everything I wanted to say could lead to a harassment suit if I wasn't careful.

Sensing my hesitation, she said, "It really is OK. My husband never looks anymore. I think he's more impressed with the tight hot bodies he sees on the college campus. Anyway--don't feel bad about looking. I look too."

Ding. The elevator stopped. The doors opened. I wasn't sure what she had meant by that last sentence. I repeated it. "You look too?"

Her face turned a bit red and she flashed a devlish grin. "Of course," she said. "You think I haven't noticed that huge package?" She subtly glanced down toward my crotch and then looked up at me and smiled.

I self consciously glanced down at the bulge in the front of my pants. Women really notice that sort of thing?

"Jamie and I were going to make a bet on whether your carrying a summer sausage in there or if that's the real thing."

I grinned but even as we walked toward the coffee shop, I could feel my cock uncoiling in my boxer shorts. I knew that I was pretty well endowed. I was a little over 8 inches erect and pretty big around. Had never stopped to think that girls might be eyeing up the tool the same way I was eyeing up their tits. It turned me on to think that was the case. It turned me on about how openly Amy and I were talking.

We got to the coffee shop, ordered something and we had a little time to sit in the shop and talk. We sat at a table. She sat across from me. She leaned forward, her breasts hanging down and flirtatiously said, "Like the view?"

"Yeah. I really do." I was blatantly staring this time.

"Eyes up here," she laughed.

"Sorry, I couldn't help myself," I smiled. "They're pretty amazing." She smiled, coyly looked down and shifted her ass in her seat. I felt a bare foot, slowly running itself up my pant leg. She was teasing me, I knew, but I loved it. She didn't run her foot any higher than my kneecap but still--there was something very erotic about that feeling. After a few minutes, I looked at the time and knew we had to get back to the office. Amy slipped her shoes back on and we walked back.

As we walked along the sidewalk, she said, "Did you see how the others were staring at us back at the office?"

I laughed. "They were staring at you!" I said. "Or at least at your tits," I said, winking, taking another glance at the way they jiggled as she walked.

"You know---in our orientation, they told us to only use company email for company things. And I think everyone is staring at us when we walk to each others' desks....so.....what are your digits?"

"Digits?"

"Yeah--so I can text you to see if you want some coffee or something. Then people won't notice it as much."

Oh, of course. I gave her my cel number.

We got back to work. My phone sat on my desk. About 15 minutes after my return, a message popped up. It was from a number I didn't know. I looked at it--it was a picture. It was Amy's tits. They were perfectly encased in her top but without the distraction of the blue blouse--just her tits tightly encased in that white top. It looked like she had taken it in the restroom from above. The message said, "They say 'Take a picture, it will last longer' LOL."

My cock was definitely getting hard looking at the pic on my phone and I was having trouble concentrating on my work.

No other incidents happened that day. However, that night after I got home there was another incident. Around 9:30, another message on my phone. Another picture. This one looked like it had been taken in a bathroom mirror. It was of her reflection in the mirror. She was standing back from the mirror. The top of the pic started at her chin--the bottom was at the upper part of her thighs. In between, I could see she was wearing tiny lacy red panties and a lacy red bra. She was leaning forward just a bit to show off her cleavage. There were her tits, hanging down, looking so amazing. I lay down on my bed and immediately reached into my shorts and grabbed my cock and started stroking it while looking at it. I studied every curve in her beautiful white body as I stroked. Soon another message popped up: "Do you like?"

Impulsively, I took a pic of my now hard cock and sent it to her.

I kept stroking, picturing my dick between those two massive breasts. It didn't take me long to get off. After I did, and I looked down at the mess of jizz on my stomach, I thought of sending her a picture of that but thought better of it. Soon, doubts started creeping into my mind. I wondered if it was a bad idea to send that photo at all. Maybe I'd get in trouble with her now--maybe I took our playing too far. Maybe her husband would find it and I'd be in trouble. I couldn't stop thinking that I had made a mistake in sending the pic I sent.

The next day at work, I tried to act cool. Our playful flirting had escalated a lot and though I had enjoyed it, I had to be careful.

My break was around 10:45. When it got to 10:30, I got a text from Amy. It said, "Meet me in the stairwell at 10:45." There was a stairwell next to the elevator but I had never taken it before. At 10:45, I went through the stairwell door and as soon as I did, I felt an arm pull me. It was Amy pulling toward a little wall partition a few feet from the door. We got behind the wall partition in the stairwell and she turned to me and without saying a word, put her arms around me and planted her lips on mine. I was shocked but turned on. I began kissing her back. I moved her so that she was pressed between me and the wall. I felt her leg start to wrap around one of my legs. She was whimpering into my mouth. I reached down and felt a thin material of a skirt and reached down until I found my way underneath it. I ran my hand along her smooth thigh--it was the leg that was wrapped around my leg so it was raised. My hand moved along the smooth underside of her thigh as our tongues wrestled. Soon my fingers were running up toward that fine ass. I felt lacy underwear and moved my fingers toward the part of the material covering her pussy. It was damp. Encouraged by this, I pressed her against the wall harder. She was moving her hips around in a circular motion on my determined fingers. In front of her my cock was straining to get out of the material of my pants. Poking from inside my pants right at her. Dry humping her leg as we continued to make out like teenagers behind that wall in the stairwell.

I moved my mouth away from hers and looked down at her huge breasts. She was wearing a pink dress today and it showcased the tits perfectly. I reached up and slowly touched one of her breasts---still rubbing my fingers against her pubic mound with the other hand. I squeezed her breast through her dress and it felt so good. I kissed her neck and she let out a slight whimper. She looked at me with lust in her eyes. We kissed again.

I felt her hand trying to grab my erection through my pants. I squeezed her breast harder. She moaned. We kissed some more. Finally she pulled away and said, "We really should stop. I have wanted to do that since I first met you on Monday. But we shouldn't do this here. Someone might walk in and we'd both be in trouble."

I agreed. I reluctantly pulled my hands away from her perfect body. We walked down the remaining flights of stairs in silence. My erection at first led the way like a third arm. But as we got near the bottom of the last flight of stairs, its presence was less noticeable.

"That picture you sent me last night really turned me on," she said.

I smiled.

Strangely enough, now I find myself wanting to look into her eyes even more. Some previously unknown desire had been unleashed in both of us. Something had passed between us---we both understood the deep sexual desire we had for each other now. At the coffee shop, I found we were now talking about anything BUT our desire for one another. We talked about the weather, about work situations, about things we had seen on the news. Uninteresting smalltalk. But in the back of both of our minds we were thinking about what had just happened and when it would happen again. It was only a matter of time before it would happen again.

That night when I left work, I kept checking my phone for any messages from her. None came at first. Then at 11, there was a message from her. Another picture. This one of her in her bathroom mirror wearing the same red lacy panties. However, this time she was topless and teasingly holding her arm over top of her breasts so that the nipples couldn't be seen. Her face was cut off in the picture--I suppose to protect herself in case I were to show the photo to a guy friend.

(And the thought of showing a guy friend crossed my mind--most of them wouldn't believe that a girl like Amy would be into me. I'm not hideous but I'm not a stud. I'm 32, balding and though I have a thin build, I'm getting a little bit of a beer gut. I suppose I could stand to work out. What she saw in me was certainly a mystery--unless it all had to do with the bulge in my pants. I had to admit that that probably was my best feature.)

The next day We didn't have breaks at the same time but she worked out a way so that we could have lunch at the same time. This time she texted me to meet her at a park about 2 blocks away from work. It was a small urban park taking up a city block. There were a few trees, a few benches. When I got there, she was sitting on a bench, wearing a lowcut black dress with a short skirt. She was smiling. Before I could sit next to her on the bench, she said, "Follow me." I followed her to a small building on the far side of the park where the restrooms were. She went into the women's bathroom and I followed her inside. She went inside an open bathroom stall and I followed, shutting the door behind us. It was an awkward spot but there was certainly privacy there.

Our arms wrapped around one another and our lips met. Then I started kissing down her chin, down the front of her chest, kissing the exposed part of each breast. Reaching my hands up, I squeezed her tits as I licked them and kissed them. She, for her part, again wrapped a leg around my leg pulling me closer. I couldn't believe how amazing her breasts were. I had never touched any this amazing--certainly never had my tongue on any like this.

I felt her reaching down to unbuckle my pants. I stepped away and helped her unbutton and unzip them. My cock was straining to get out of my boxers. She pulled my boxers down and I watched as her jaw drop and her eyes got huge. She grabbed my hard dick in her hand, looking at it as if she had never seen one before.

She bent down in front of me, licking the head, then running her tongue along the veiny shaft. Her tongue felt amazing on my dick. She wrapped her lips along the head of my cock and ran the down the shaft, sucking me off. She gave me such an expert blow job that I knew that I couldn't last long. Her head moved up and down on my cock faster and faster and finally I grunted, "I'm going to cum!" She didn't move to get out of the way. She just sucked down every last drop of my cum. She stood up and kissed me, a long sensual kiss.

"I've never seen a cock that big on a white man," she whispered. I started to raise her skirt to get access to her pussy and then we heard movement. Someone came into the bathroom. We looked at each other startled. I pulled up my shorts and my pants. We quickly made our way out of the restroom and into the park. We were holding hands and looking into each others' eyes.

"That was amazing," I told her.

"You taste really good," she smiled. "I love that huge cock of yours."

"I love every part of you," I told her, looking her up and down.

She turned serious and said, "I just have to say this--I do love my husband. I have no intentions of leaving him. But he hasn't been paying attention to me lately. We haven't fucked in about 3 months. Sometimes I wonder if he's cheating on me. In any case, I'm just out for fun--not for love. You know?"

I nodded.

"Tonight," she said. "Tonight Jamie and I are going to Lucky's Pub down on 15th. Will you join us?"

"Of course!"

That night I went to Lucky's at the appointed time. Amy and Jamie were there. Amy was wearing a strapless top that showed off a massive amount of cleavage. "Aren't you afraid that thing is going to fall off?" I joked.

"I'm hoping it will before the end of the night," she winked.

"Me too."

Soon Jamie was at the bar chatting with some biker type guy. Amy and I had a drink and talked about work. She told me her "worthless husband" was going out to bars with friends from school that night.

After our first drink, Amy excused herself, went to the bathroom and then on her way back, she stopped to talk with Jamie for a moment. I could see Jamie reach into her purse and hand her something. Amy came back to the table with a smile on her face. She leaned over to talk in my ear so I could hear her over the loud bar noise. Her leaning over gave me a great view of her tits hanging down inches from my face.

"Jamie forgot her phone at home. She lives right around the corner. I said I would go get it for her. Would you like to walk with me?"

Sure.

We walked out of the bar and around the corner to a building that was a very old apartment. Amy opened the door with a key that Jamie had given her. We walked down a hallway and she opened the apartment door. We stepped inside. As soon as we were inside we were all over each other. I was squeezing her ass through her tight jeans she was squeezing mine too.

We made our way over to the couch. We sat down next to each other and I pulled down the elastic part of her top, exposing her breasts to me completely for the first time. They were indeed magnificent. She had huge nipples, pointing out like accusing figures. Her breasts were huge and had no hint of sag to them at all. I dove in, starting to kiss and suckle on each nipple in turn---squeezing the other nipple with my fingers as I did so. She leaned her head back and moaned. I felt her hand on the back of my head, encouraging me to continue. I sucked harder and heard her saying, "Hmmm that feels good."

I eventually reached down and started to undo my pants. Soon, Amy was in between my legs, wrapping her boobs around my cock, letting me fuck those tits in a way I had dreamed about all that week. Her fleshy mounds felt so amazing. She was getting even more turned on by the titfucking. Her breathing was getting heavier. After a few minutes, she stood up to remove her pants. I removed the rest of my clothes.

She removed her lacy underwear and handed them to me to smell. They were moist and smelled musky. She was ready to go. She straddled me and lowered herself down on my waiting cock. She groaned as she slid down the shift. Her pussy juices lubricated the way for her to get the huge thing inside her. She lowered herself down and did a slow grind. Then she lifted herself up and lowered herself down again, slowly building the pace. As she did this, I leaned forward and took part of her left tit in my mouth, sucking on it and licking on it as she bounced up and down on my lap. I couldn't believe my luck.

She was bouncing up and down, her tits moving in a very natural way. Her pussy was so warm and wet. Eventually, I picked her up, my cock still inside her and I lay her down on the couch. She was lying on her back and I climbed on top of her and began to pound the shit out of her, fucking her so hard, watching her breasts moving all around as we fucked. She was breathing harder, moaning more and yelling, "Yes! YES! Oh GOD YES! It's so BIG!"

I couldn't hold off much longer. Soon I knew I was going to come. She let out a scream and her body shuddered. That was all it took to send me over the edge and I plunged my penis into her one more time and exploded inside of her. I lay there on top of her for a moment, trying to catch my breath before I pulled out, a stream of cum, oozing out of her perfect pussy.

I felt spent but oh so good. I lay there next to her on the couch. We began kissing, little butterfly kisses.

"That was so good," she said when she got her breath back. "Are you going to fuck me again?" she asked. I grabbed her left tit and said, "Yeah, I'm going to fuck the shit out of you. Every chance I get."

We lay there on the couch, holding each other. We must have dozed off. We were awakened by a door opening and Jamie bursting in yelling "What the FUCK!"

We both tried to stand up. We were both naked and shocked at Jamie's arrival. "I sent you here to get my phone two hours ago and I find you fucking on my couch?!"

"It's not what it looks like," I started to say.

Jamie looked down at my semi-erect cock and says, "It looks like you have a huge cock."

I said, "OK, well then it IS what it looks like."

Both girls laughed.

Amy apologized.

Jamie shrugged it off. "It's OK. I figured something like that would happen," she said. "And it's not like I'm getting laid tonight. Biker boy found some younger girl to hit on."

"Aw," Amy said. "Well, maybe Brad would let you play with his cock."

Jamie looked down at my penis. "It does look tempting," she said, raising her eyebrows.

"He loves big tits," Amy continued.

"Well I've got those," Jamie said.

I never would have known that. Jamie didn't show them off like Amy did. In fact, Jamie wore pretty baggy clothes that made me think she was fat or something. Jamie walked into her bedroom for a moment. Amy and I sat on the couch next to each other, our naked hips touching. She reached over and slowly jacked my cock off while I reached over and played with her tits. Soon, Jamie emerged from her bedroom completely naked. Her body was so beautiful--almost as perfect as Amy's but her tits sagged just a bit more. That didn't matter to me. I still found them extremely sexy. If I had seen Jamie in a crowd, I wouldn't have given her a second look. Her face wasn't that special but her body would give any Playboy model a run for her money.

I put my arm around each woman, grabbing a huge breast. Jamie smiled and reached down and started playing with my cock as Amy fondled my balls. I leaned in for a kiss with Amy. We looked at each other for a moment and she whispered, "It's OK if you kiss Jamie--like I said, we're just having fun."

I turned to Jamie and kissed her. She kissed like a woman who hadn't been kissed in years. She was so eager, so enthusiastic. I reached down from the girls' tits and began playing with each of their pussies. Rubbing each one, hearing their moans. I had never been with two women like this before and it was amazing.

I then turned my attention to Jamie's tits, sucking and licking on them like I had with Amy. She was even a little more vocal than Amy, crying out each time my tongue would lick over her nipples. She was loving it and so was I. Amy had leaned down and began slurping up my cock again, giving me a great blow job.

Jamie said, "Let's get a little more comfortable."

She led me and Amy to her bedroom. She had me lay down on the bed. At first I lay down and Amy got on top of my in a 69 position, continuing to slurp down my cock as I hate her delicious pussy. Then after a minute or so of this, Jamie whimpered, "Could I please sit on that big thing? I just want to see how it feels inside me."

Amy got up and said, "It feels AMAZING! You're going to love it."

Amy got off the bed and sat on the floor rubbing herself watching as Jamie climbed on the bed and mounted me. Her pussy was so damn tight I wasn't sure if it would go all the way in but finally she slid down my rod and let out a groan. Her eyes closed, her mouth opened as she began to move her ass up and down on me. Soon her torso fell forward, her fleshy breasts hit my chest and we began kissing as she fucked. She breathed little moans into my mouth as Amy fucked herself with a finger on the floor just a few feet away.

I had Jamie get on the bed doggy style and got behind her and really began to slam away at her now. With every thrust, she was moaning loudly. Amy got on the bed next to Jamie---jutting her inviting ass out to let me know she was next.

"FUCK I'M CUMMMMIINNG!" Jamie screamed as I kept slamming into her. She fell to the bed with a shudder. My cock pulled out of her slit and I moved over to where Amy was bent over. I stuck my dick into her and she moaned. I fucked her as hard as I could. The bed was shaking. I reached down to feel her humongous tits flopping back and forth. She was screaming. I could feel the sweat pouring down my face as my stomach kept hitting her ass as I continued to thrust away at that amazing pussy.

"It's SO FUCKING BIG!" she screamed. "Oh! OHHHH!" she came, her body shaking so hard. A few thrusts later I came too---right into her well fucked pussy. I fell onto the bed between the two naked beauties. The room reeked of sweat and cum. We drifted off to sleep for a while before starting round two of our fucking.