A soaped-up titty fuck

SHANE

"Oh, Shane..." Tracy whimpered.

The combined stimulus of my fingers and the lewd sight of Connor blasting his semen all over my wife's back was too much for poor Tracy. Her cunt spasmed against my hand, and the flesh of her breasts wiped wide streaks across the fogged shower door.

"Yes! Yes! Yes!"

She suddenly spun back around to face me, eyes flashing. Our mouths crashed together once more—briefly—then Tracy tore herself away and grabbed the lavender body wash off the shelf.

"You asked me to give you a blowjob, and I did," she panted. "Now it's time I made good on my second promise."

She thrust the bottle of body wash into my hands—

"Soap up my tits," she commanded.

I grinned.

Tracy helpfully crossed her arms beneath her prodigious bosom, squeezing and lifting those spectacular melons to meet my gaze. I dribbled a liberal coating of soap onto her cleavage and then cast aside the bottle to free up both hands for some much-needed groping. I really took my time savoring Tracy's boobs—fondling, lifting, squeezing, caressing—making damn sure that every inch of soft nude skin was thoroughly coated with slippery soap.

She pushed me back until I was reclining against the wall, gave me one final kiss on the lips, then sunk to her knees so that her heavy tits were at the exact same height as my erection.

I heard Ria's voice call out: "Enjoy yourself, sweetie. You've earned it!"

"Oh, he will," Tracy promised.

She slowly swung her chest left to right, letting her swinging breasts slap against the side of my cock. My shaft travelled effortlessly along the slick curve of her cleavage, until I felt the thick bud of her nipple poking into me from beneath. Tracy gently grasped my penis and pressed it down into the flesh of her tit, tracing a single, super-sensitive nipple along the bottom of my rigid rod.

"Fuck yeah," I groaned.

Then she leaned forward—staring up at me with those wide green eyes—and wrapped the slippery warm pillows of her breasts around my desperate cock.

My hips went on auto-pilot, thrusting up into the snug channel of her cleavage. With each push, my cockhead speared into view beneath Tracy's smiling lips, then disappeared entirely when I withdrew. Her chest shook and bounced delightfully.

Tracy pressed her palms against the outsides of her breasts and squeezed them together, trapping me between. I shuddered from the incredible sensation. Her tits were pressed so tightly around my cock, I could actually feel her heart beating inside her chest.

"That f-feels amazing," I panted, my teeth chattering with desire.

Pleased with herself, Tracy cupped her breasts from beneath and slowly slid them up and down around my shaft. She squeezed and kneaded her own bouncing tits as she went, tugging at the nipples with her fingertips. All I could hear was the wet, soapy slapping of her heavy bosom crashing down onto my pelvis again and again.

I was going totally insane with pleasure. It was all too much. I'd been dreaming about fucking this woman's tits for three goddamn years.

My idle hands grew restless with Tracy doing all the work like that. Impatiently, I grabbed hold of her head and urged it down—until her open lips were in position to receive my cock at the peak of each thrust. Her tongue swirled around the sensitive tip.

"Tracy! I'm gonna—"

"Don't hold back," she moaned. "Not one drop. I want you to come ALL over me."

"Oh god—oh god!"

Her tits became a bouncing blur around my cock. Her mouth was a hot wet vacuum around the tip. My balls contracted, and I felt every muscle in my body suddenly seize up—

"Aahhh!!!"

I cried out, finally exploding in climax. Tracy caught the first blast in her mouth, but quickly leaned back to let spurt after spurt of my white-hot cum rain down across her adorable face and that endless expanse of cleavage.

I finally subsided, slumping exhausted against the wall.

"Ooh yeah," Tracy cooed, swirling her fingers through the mess on her chest. "So naughty."

In the bathtub, I spotted Ria and Connor snuggling up naked against each other, luxuriating in the aftermath.

"Did we all enjoy that?" Ria asked.

Everyone nodded, still in a daze of disbelief.

"That was amazing," Connor sighed.

"So amazing," I groaned.

Tracy gave my mercifully deflating cock a final squeeze between her sticky breasts.

"My pleasure," she giggled.

Ria stroked a finger across Connor's muscular chest. "Do you realize how overdue this night is?"

He just grunted in agreement and kissed my wife with his tongue.

Tracy stood back up, rubbing the circulation back into her knees. While Ria and Connor were busy kissing each other, she leaned in and whispered to me:

"Does it make you jealous, watching him with her? Or does it turn you on?"

"Both," I sighed.

Tracy nodded in agreement, washing my mess off her tits and face. She turned to me, serious:

"We're finally all gonna fuck tonight, aren't we? You and me? Ria and Connor? This whole day has just been one long seduction, leading up to the main event. Am I right?"