But I've Never Done That Before

Things were both clearer and more confusing than they'd ever been before and I was frozen until my eyes slowly moved from my hands down to my exposed breasts.

They were nice, don't get me wrong. Perky and full, bigger than a handful and eager for attention. And the combination of the exposure, the fact that anyone could stumble on us, and the arousal that was coursing through my veins had puckered them, making my already perky breasts even more taut and making my hard nipples stand out. That and the remains of his attention making my skin slick made them look particularly enticing, but there was a big problem as far as I could see.

Now I'd never done this before. Obviously I'd never been close to the receiving end of this but more than that I'd never been on the other end either, the one with the cock. I'd never fucked a pair of tits before in my life but I'd seen it happen more times than I could probably count in videos online, and I could tell that there were certain necessities that were required to make it happen.

"You want to fuck... my tits?" I asked him, my nerves making me jumpy.

"Oh yeah," he smiled, nodding slowly as his eyes focused on my bare chest, "I definitely want to."

My hand withdrew from the bulge in his boxers slowly and I found myself almost unconsciously covering up. More than that I found myself taking the weight of my breasts, holding and squeezing them a little as I took stock of how much was there.

"But..." I stammered, "But they're so little."

Blake smiled broader, "Little and perky and tight. You're going to get my cock nice and wet and then I'm going to slide it into the glorious little valley you've got between them and I'm going to pump and pump and pump until I explode, all while you press them together."

"But Blake," I prostested, almost whining.

"Oh I know there isn't much for you in this," he admitted, "But that's part of the point."

He reached out and touched my hair, almost petting me as if I was precious. I turned my face up to look at him and the soft caress of his hand made me shiver, pressing my head further into his touch.

"You see, Em, I think you want to be used. I think you want to be treated like a slutty little whore. Like you want to have your decisions taken out of your hand. Like you want to be my plaything.

"And I can't think of a better way than this, frankly. You sitting here with my cock sliding between your breasts. Getting nothing out of it but everything for me. Don't you owe me? After what I did for you last night?

"Don't you think you ought to pay me back? Make me feel good, after how well I made you cum?"

I pouted, "I want to. It's just that they're so little. I don't know... I don't know that it would be any good for you."

"Darling," he laughed, "Why don't you let me worry about that and you just focus on being a pretty little slut. I'll get what I want, don't you worry about that, and you get to be treated like you want. Like you deserve."

Blake reached down slowly, clasping his hand around my wrists and drawing my hands away from my body. He drew my palms back to the bulge in his shorts and pressed them in and my hands worked almost automatically, sliding up and drawing them the rest of the way down until he bounced out hard, so achingly hard for me, and swayed back and forth in front of my eager and parting lips.

"You know what I want now," he instructed me, "So do what you were born to do."

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