Cum on Liz' tits

"Quick, kneel in front of me, and take off your shirt," you groan to Liz. "I want to cum on your tits."

"Oh, okay!" says Liz. She pushes herself up off of you as quickly as possible. Your manhood slips out of her easily as she rises. You shuffle forward slightly to bring yourself to the edge of the couch, your raging member pointing forward and upward.

Liz pulls on the hem of her shirt and tosses it aside, as she kneels on the floor in front of the couch. Her B-cup breasts are firm, and her nipples are very stiff. Liz stares once more at your cock, which is rosy and glistening with her fluids. "Um, do I just wait?"

Amy pipes up as she shuffles forward to push her chest against your back. "John is probably really close, but you should rub your chest against his cock," Amy tells her. "Guys find that really sexy."

Liz blushes. "Thanks," she murmurs as she leans forward. "I don't think I'll be rubbing my chest against anyone else's... penis, soon, but I guess it's good to know." She pushes your erect member gently against her sternum, and slowly sways to rub it against her left breast.

"Squeeze your tits around it," you groan. Liz nods at your cock as she brings her hands to the sides of her breasts, and presses her warm flesh around your erection.

You moan with pleasure as you are taken over the edge, spraying a string of semen on the bottom of Liz' chin. It splashes there slightly, spraying droplets on either of her arms, and it begins dripping down her neck and from her chin back down to her chest. Liz flinches back with surprise, pulling your cock down into her cleavage, so that the next spurt sprays up her chest and over her breasts.

"Wow," says Liz conversationally, "this feels really warm." Her casual reaction to you cumming on her chest and chin makes you throb. Another stream of cum sprays up her chest and pools on her right breast. "Mmm, that's nice!"

Amy teases Liz. "I never knew you were so sensual, Liz! Are you getting turned on by John cumming on your tits!?"

Liz looks up to Amy over your shoulder, blushing. "Mmmmaybe," she says coyly.

Amy laughs lightly. "Liz, you slut,"

Liz looks up at Amy in shock. "Amy! John is right here!"

Amy laughs. "Don't worry about John. He's a gentleman, and anyway, he's the one cumming on your tits." Another three threads of semen decorate Liz' upper chest, which is now glistening whitely with your seed.

Finally, you are spent. Liz' nostrils are flaring, taking in your scent. "This is kind of hot," she says.

Amy hums contemplatively. "Do you fantasize about men a lot, Liz?" Liz looks at her askingly. "Seriously, don't worry about John, he won't treat you any differently no matter what you say."

"Yeah," Liz says, "I guess I do."

"I definitely think that maybe it's a good thing for you not to start anything with your friend George," Amy says, referring to Liz' friend who was crushing on her. "I'll explain later though. Caught your breath yet, John?"

You let loose a satisfying breath. "That was lovely. Thanks Liz!"

Liz smiles at you. "No problem," she says. She relaxes, letting her B-cup breasts spread apart. She looks down at your member, which is again softening and dribbling. "Deja vu!" she chuckles.

Liz looks up at you uncertainly. Liz doesn't seem nearly as uncomfortable as before with having you half-naked in front of her: fingering her pussy and cumming on her chest seems to have broken the ice a little. But she still does seem uncertain of the situation. "Um, unless you wanted something else John, I might go and have a quick shower."