To get her hard

“See these bikini bottoms? I want to see if you can make me hard enough to burst through them like I did with my thong the last time we fucked….” Her smile widened as she reached down to give her cock a little squeeze. Before taking her hands and putting them behind her back. “….Except….you have to do it with your words. Neither of us can touch it. If you couldn’t tell by now, I’m very into dirty talk. So now’s your chance to prove you can keep up.”

John was hard as a rock seeing her tits out and teasing him with the idea of her cock exploding through her bikini bottoms. He wanted it to happen more than anything. One thing John knew after extensive sexual conversations the past couple weeks, was that after years of having to hide her cock, actually having it acknowledged as an object of desire, turned her on like crazy. But he figured he’d warm up to that. He stepped up to her a few steps but not so close he could break the rules and touch her. “Okay Tiff. I’m game. How about I tell you what I’d like to do. First I would kiss those soft supple lips of yours. Let our tongues dance with each other, before I reach down to touch those huge, luscious tits of yours. I’d start kissing down your neck until I get to your breasts. Eventually I’d run my tongue all over your nipples, suckling and nibbling them.”

Tiff was liking where this was going. “Mmmm”, she purred as she grabbed a boob and brought it up to her face, circling her tongue around the nipple, “and then after that….?”

“Well then I’d to bend you over. Get on my knees and lick and tongue your tight holes. Switching between your pussy and your ass. Teasing you before I take you hard from behind, while I grip those perfect ass cheeks of yours.”

Tiff was REALLY liking where this was going. “You want this?” She turned around and presented her fat ass. “You’re saying you want to lick my cute little holes and pound my fat ass?” She gave it a hard smack before turning back to face him. Her cock was now slowly rising up and starting to make a tent of her bikini bottoms.

John knew how to finish the job. “Yup. And then…” I want you to take that…HUGE…VEINY…THICK….COCK, and do whatever you want with it to me. I want you to shove it down my throat, fuck me all over the house, make me bounce all over that fucking monster of a cock.”

“Mmmmmm Fucccckkkk…John.” Immediately this pushed Tiff to the edge but not quite over. Her cock was now pushing hard against the bikini bottoms. Stretching the material obscenely as she did everything in her power not to just rip it off and start furiously stroking it to John’s words. She just loved when he talked about how big it was and how much he wanted it. She just needed one last push. “John…tell me you love it…tell me you love my BIG FAT COCK!”

John took a few steps closer but stopped beside her. Still careful not to touch her, he leaned over into her ear. “Tiff…I fucking love this incredibly sexy body of yours. But I ESPECIALLY…LOVE your BIG. FAT. COCK.”

Tiff couldn’t help but involuntarily thrust her hips forward as she let out a long moan. The bikini snapped and the fabric ripped apart, no longer able to hold in her 23 inch monster. It bulged with veins thicker than John’s pinkie finger. Immediately she turned to John and grabbed him by the wrist and placed his hands on her cock. “Please John! Stroke my fat fucking cock! I’ve been dying for you to touch it again since we left school. That's all I can think about!”

John obliged as he took a couple steps behind her. His pace quickened as he run his hands up and down her throbbing length.

“Just look at how far it extends out in front us. Do you like stroking it from behind me John? From this angle you can probably imagine it’s your cock, instead of your short, busty girlfriend’s!”