Meryl Goes Back Home

It didn’t take long for Meryl to make her way back to her home. After all it was only a five minute walk away from Max’s house. The events in his room playing over and over in her head. His cock being alive. Her tits. All of it. And she found herself surprisingly calm all things considered.

Reaching the front of her home Meryl pulled out her keys, unlocking the door before making way for her bedroom, none of her family present.

“What the fuck just happened...?” She sighed, shutting her bedroom door.

“When did penises start talking?” Meryl asked aloud. She couldn’t deny that while it was a really weird thought it did turn her on slightly and her boobs jiggled at her question but she failed to notice.

Meryl walked over to her desk, pulling out the chair before sitting on it. She turned her computer on, opening a browser and searching for ‘Talking Penis’.

“Let’s see what we can find...”

Meryl clicked on the first link which took her to a video titled “Mind of its own”. The video itself was of a man tit-fucking a woman with boobs as big as Meryl’s. The interesting part however was that the man wasn’t even thrusting.

“I feel like I’m in heaven!” The man’s penis spoke from the tip.

Meryl could feel herself slowly becoming wet despite the penis’ “mouth” clearly being fake.

And that’s when she felt her nipples tweak themselves causing her to involuntarily moan.

“W~What is this!?”

Meryl pulled her top over her head, revealing her tits which bounced around at their newfound freedom. She tried to stop them by grabbing both boobs but they shook themselves, squirming out of Meryl’s grasp.

“Its about time you let us out... if you wanna cup us and give us a squeeze, that’d be really appreciated...” a sultry female voice came from her right breast.

“Or you can sit back and let us do all the work...” another, just as sultry female voice came from her left breast.

Meryl felt her tits squeeze themselves, making her fall off her chair and land on her back. Fighting the pleasure, she was able to sit herself up and lean against her bedroom wall. Looking across the room at her full body mirror she saw her boobs moving on their own with mouths underneath her nipples. Or rather “their” nipples as they tugged them on their own accord.

She watched her right breast bite it’s lip as it’s speed increased.

“Hey Meryl!” Her left breast bounced to get her attention.

Meryl could only groan in response to the pleasure her now living tits we’re giving her.

“Why dontcha give the lady downstairs some attention...?”