10+: Tell her to tout her tits

You think back to what Kate said. Start with your mouth: check. Take a picture of her tits. Turn a quick release into a positive. Prolong the encounter. Or something like that, anyway. Why not combine a couple?

"I'm going to show you how responsive I am to your body," you say, nodding towards your penis as you begin to stand up," and then you're going to tell me how to fulfill your deepest, darkest fantasy." You step behind her and your currently half-hard dick brushes against her ass. "But first," you lean against her and whisper in her ear, "you're going to properly introduce me to these." You reach around her with both hands and lightly cup and lift her breasts through her shirt. "You will confirm what I already suspect, and I will take record so I never forget."

When you tell her what to do, roll +hot. On a 10+, she does it willingly and take +1 forward. On a 7-9, she'll do it if you turn her on.

Maria, still breathing heavily, turns her head so she can see you out of the corner of her eye. "What is it that you already suspect?"

You lean back, pulling away from her, and walk over to door. Rifling through your pants, you pick up your phone, then you open your bag and take out the box of condoms. Maria quirks an eyebrow, but says nothing. You walk back to the couch, set the box on an end table, then take one of Maria's hands. She lets you gently lead her around the couch to stand in the center of the room, and you face her back towards you as you release her hand and sit on couch. The leather feels cool on your bare ass.

Maria gazes at you levelly, hands at her side, as you raise your phone and take a picture of her. "What is your wife going to think of that picture?" she asks, as she lifts her hands and begins to unbutton the shirt.

Your eyes and attention move between her fingers and her face as you reply. "I'll save it off somewhere private, somewhere secure." A certain chat room. "And I'll delete it. This is just for me." Well, for me and for Kate.

Maria smiles. "You were better than most at not staring," she says matter of factly as she continues unbuttoning. "If you would have done a better job concealing that erection on Tuesday I might not have even known you were interested." With the shirt now fully unbuttoned, Maria slowly parts it, revealing a red satin bra. You take another picture she shrugs off her shirt. "I thought I was laying it on pretty thick but your eyes never strayed." Her shirt off, she reaches behind her and unclasps the bra. "A perfect gentleman." She lifts her left arm to hold the cups in place, then pulls the straps off her shoulders with her right hand. "It seemed like you didn't even notice these." She drops her hands to her sides, and the bra falls to the floor.

Maria's breasts are, in a word, stunning. Quite large, they hang heavily on her chest in a shapely curve without flattening out entirely. Each areola is perfectly round, a three inch wide circle of medium brown punctuated by hard little nubs of nipples. There is a faint spidering of veins just barely visible beneath the skin. They rise and fall gently as Maria breathes in and out.

"You certainly seem to notice them now. What, aren't you going to take a picture?"

You blink hard, and glance up to Maria's face to find a smirk. You lick your lips, realizing your mouth has parted slightly, and wonder how long you zoned out while staring at her. You raise your phone again and take another photo. "They are quite literally jaw-dropping," you say quietly.

Maria's playful smirk shifts slightly into a warm and generally more genuine smile. She steps forward over her fallen bra to stand directly in front of couch. Leaning over, she puts the phone on the couch next to you, then takes your hands and straightens up, placing one over each tit. You obligingly explore each with your hands, stroking and squeezing and cupping and brushing them with your fingertips. All you have in anything other than ancient memory to compare them to are Rachel's. These are a little bigger. Much denser, or firmer. Browner. Maria watches you as you play with them. "You never answered my question," she says.

"Hm?" You look up at her.

"What is it that you already suspected? And did I confirm it?"

Locking her gaze with yours, you answer quietly. "I suspected that you have the single most impressive pair of tits I have ever had the good fortune to see, much less feel. And yes, you confirmed it."

Maria blushes. "Such lovely words," she murmurs. She gently grasps your wrists and slides your hands off her chest, then lowers herself to her knees. "I believe said you were going to show me how responsive your body would be to mine next." She pulls at your knees gently, sliding your ass to the front of the couch seat, then leans forward and wraps her tits around your cock.

You have 4 XP, -1 Hard, +3 Hot, +1 Cool, -1 Control, Cunnilingus and Old Habits Die Hard (2). Desire levels: Kate +0, Rachel -1, Maria +1.

Roll +control (+0: -1 control, +1 Desire, +1 forward, -1 Old Habits) as she fucks you with her tits (roughly analogous options/choices to getting your cock sucked): On a 10+ choose 3, on a 7-9 choose 2: She worships your cock (+1 Desire) / You don't cum / Take +1 forward / She likes it (if ****) / She doesn't scream (if ****) / You are not caught (if public).