Eat with exposed breasts.

“Sara,” you say, hoping Sara will be up for you being in control, “how about you both lose your tops?” Sara smiles and stands up, pulling her tube top off with no hesitation. Her tits fall and jiggle, and your eyes focus in on her hard nipples.

“Like ‘em?” She asks. You nod.

“Nice rack,” you breathe. “You’ve got a nice set of natural titties.” Sara grins at you nodding. You take that as an invitation to reach out and grab one. “Oh fuck,” you groan. Sara thrusts her left tit into your hand even harder, and you palm her nipple gently before grabbing the tit with your fingers and shaking it. “So nice,” you moan.

“Guys would do anything in high school, and my first year of college to do what you’re doing to my boobs right now John. I had one guy buy me a car just so I could suck him off topless. I got a 25,000 dollar tip for fucking a CEO. Imagine what I could do with you. But your girl won’t let you, will she?”

Sara lets you grope her rack more, your hands more insistent as Sara teases you. “I’m her guy,” you say, pulling on Sara’s nipples. Sara smiles.

“Seems like it. You like my bigger breasts, John?” She snickers. “You get four tits at dinner tonight, don’t you? You like tits, so you should be raring to go tonight.” Jess comes in and alerts you that dinner’s ready. Enthralled by Sara’s knockers, you barely acknowledge Jess. Jess coughs and you turn to see her smiling.

“Boys and their toys,” she says, sticking out her tongue. You and Sara can’t help but laugh, and you follow your lithe girlfriend into the kitchen.