On the daybed.

You sit down on the daybed, legs slightly apart. Amber straddles your legs, puts her arms around your neck, and begins to kiss you as if her life depended on it; you respond in kind, enjoying her lips and tongue. Your hands roam up and down her back and sides before reaching down to cup her firm ass, hanging in space between your legs. As you squeeze her cheeks and fondle her hips and thighs, she lifts up a little to give your hands more room to roam. “Ohh, yeah . . .” she murmurs into your mouth. “Yeah . . . more . . .”

For a few moments as you kiss, all else is still; your focus is purely on kissing Amber. Then she takes one of your hands and places it on her breast—and if one, why not two? She purrs into your kiss as you lift her tits and press them together, then slide your hands up their outsides and let their pliant weight slip from your fingers. You caress her beautiful mounds, stroking up and around to their upper slopes before letting your hands drift back down, heel-first, to rub her eager nipples with the bases of your palms.

Her nipples are large, prominent, and stiffly erect, sticking out clearly from her breasts. You spend a while stroking just their tips with the centers of your palms—or perhaps you might say, stroking the centers of your palms with the tips of her nipples. When Amber groans in protest at your teasing, you push forward and collapse your hands around her ample curves. You take a firm grip on her boobs and begin gently kneading her titflesh.

Amber has been kissing you thoroughly as you fondle and stroke her breasts. Suddenly she breaks off, rises up on her knees and commands, “Suck my tits.” You’re happy to do so, beginning with the undersides—you find the soft weight of her heavy boobs on your face a sensual pleasure—and working your way up. As you kiss your way up the space between her twin peaks, she balances herself against your face, takes them away from you, and uses her hands to rub them against your cheeks.

You take them back, seizing her soft orbs with a mock growl of triumph. You spend a moment admiring your booty, then bend down to her right nipple to see how much of it you can suck into your mouth. You’re blessed (in this case) to have a large mouth, but you’re still only able to taste a fraction of her titflesh. "Oooh," Amber says, as you run your tongue over your mouthful of her boob. “Oh, yeah . . . I like a man who likes my tits . . .”

You begin to rub Amber’s boobs against each other, moving them around, and kissing along the line between them. You bring her nipples together, then divide them with your tongue, letting it curl around each of them in turn. You want to stroke and kiss every part of her amazing tits at once, and you give it your best try.

Caught up in your **** on her twin peaks, Amber pulls your head tight to her chest, playing distractedly with your hair. You hold her nipples together and suck on both at once, nipping them lightly with your teeth and teasing them with your tongue, then squeeze a tit in each hand and tweak one nipple hard as you rapidly suckle the other one. You plunge your face between her tits, squeezing them against your cheeks as you roll their stiff buds between your fingers, then draw your face back out and begin lashing a nipple with your tongue. Amber calls out your name over and over, bouncing on your lap, then lets go of your neck with one hand to grab your stiff cock and give it a squeeze. You groan and suck her nipple deep into your mouth, biting gently into the sweet flesh behind it.