Keep playing with her tits.

Amber stares at your hands, biting her lip as you tease her nipples, then spiral outward to caress more of her soft globes. To gauge her reaction, you gather them up in your hands and squeeze gently. She lets out a small yelp and gives your cock a squeeze through the denim.

You continue to caress Amber's big, beautifully-shaped boobs, letting your hands grow familiar with their curves and heft. You spend a while stroking the edges of her areolae but holding back from touching her nipples. She begs you to play with them, but you continue to tease, building up the anticipation in both of you as you enjoy all the rest of her tits. At last, however, you yield to temptation and begin to stroke her stiff peaks lightly with your fingertips. Amber moans with pleasure and kisses you hungrily, slipping her tongue between your lips to fence lightly with yours.

You push her gently back against the wall and kiss her harder, then slide off and trail kisses down to her ear, making her wriggle against you. She wriggles harder as you kiss your way down the graceful column of her neck to the tops of her breasts, where you begin caressing her swelling curves with your lips. “Ohh, Rob, yeah, suck my tits,” Amber says. “I love to have my tits played with, and especially kissed—especially my nipples. I had one boyfriend who called me his tit-slut . . . he said all he had to do was suck my nipples and I’d do anything he wanted.”

“Was he right?” you ask.

“Yes and no,” she says. “What he didn’t know was that when he was sucking my tits, I was fantasizing it was you.”

That stops you short. After a moment, you say, “It looks like I have some catching up to do,” and dive back in. Amber moans and thrusts her chest out as you begin lightly sucking her titflesh into your mouth and stroking it with your tongue, all the while continuing to fondle and squeeze her boobs with your hands. When you kiss your way into the cleft between her breasts, you push them together around your head, filling your face with her softness. Amber moans louder and holds you close.

She giggles as you lick her breastbone; then you gently push her big, soft tits together, slowly squeezing your face out of her cleavage, kissing as you go. You fasten your mouth on one of her nipples while you capture the other with your fingers. As you claim her stiff titbuds for your own, rolling one between your fingers and stroking the other with your lips, Amber moans your name loudly. She trembles against you, and urges you on. “Yes . . . yes . . . yes . . . more . . .” You’ve never made a woman cum just by playing with her tits before, but you think Amber might be close.

You decide to see if you can send her over the edge. She moans and trembles, eyes closed, as you redouble your sweet **** on her twin peaks. You grip them firmly in both hands, kneading her titflesh and stroking her skin lightly with your fingers. You suck one nipple hard into her mouth, flicking the tip with your tongue as you gently bite down on the base; you pinch the other between finger and thumb and begin to twirl it and roll it around. Amber lets out a strangled gasp, then yells, “Oh, fuck, I'm CUMMING!” She grabs on hard to your shoulders and arches her back, driving her shoulders hard against the wall, and you can feel her orgasm tear through her.

As the aftershocks subside, her legs begin to shake. You take her in your arms and lower her gently to the floor, dropping into a cross-legged position with her seated on your lap, resting her head against your neck. You cuddle with her for long moments as her breathing slows. When she lifts her head and opens her eyes, you’re surprised to see them bright with unshed tears. “That was . . .” she breathes. “I love having my tits played with, but I've never cum just from that before. You’re amazing.” She gives you a slightly shaky grin, then kisses you softly, before adding, “I can’t wait to see what else you can do.”

After a few moments more, she gets up, then extends a hand to help you up.