Shoshannah

I walk out of class and check my phone; there’s a voicemail notification on my business line. Once I’m out of the building, I sit down and listen to the message. “Alyssa, my name is Shoshannah Fox.” (Alyssa decided she should be the one to record the outgoing message on the business line as an extra layer of protection for me. That fact occasionally confuses prospective clients.) “I would like to schedule an appointment with Andrew as soon as reasonably possible. I’ve had terms and pricing explained to me, and I’m disease-free; I have my records from my last exam, if you need those. I don’t have a boyfriend just now and haven’t had sex at all since that exam. I live near the campus with my older sister, so I would prefer to have him come here.” She gives me the address, several possible appointment times, and her phone number. I’ll have to double-check, but I think there’s a time the day after tomorrow that will work for both of us.

*******

I arrive at the address Shoshannah gave me; it’s a small house in a quiet neighborhood. Before I can knock on the door, it opens to reveal a short blonde built like a fertility goddess. She’s wearing an old white scoop-necked T-shirt stretched tight over the biggest pair of tits I’ve ever seen, which sit amazingly high on her chest for their size. Her nipples are quite large as well, and with no bra to contain them, they’re perfectly distinct through the thin fabric. The T-shirt leaves her midriff bare, showing off a nice waist; a pair of Daisy Dukes encases full hips that promise a nice round ass. She has a peaches-and-cream complexion, a round face, pale blue-green eyes, and full lips that look like they were made for sucking cock.

Taken aback, I blurt out the first thought that comes to mind: “You don’t look Jewish.” Then I cringe, but she giggles musically.

Grinning, Shoshannah says, “I’m named after my great-grandma Roberts. And no, I know that doesn’t sound Jewish either; my great-grandpa was Episcopalian. I’ve read their love letters; his family was quite upset with him for marrying a Jewish woman, but she was a busty little minx like me, and he just didn’t care what they thought. He never regretted it, either.

“Won’t you come in?” Shoshannah asks, gesturing me through the door. When she turns and waggles an amazing apple-shaped ass at me, her cheeks showing ripe below her shorts, I can do nothing but follow. I collect my fee and the referral card on the way to her bedroom. When we get there, she turns, throws her arms around my neck, and gives me a long, deep, hungry kiss. We devour each other’s lips as our tongues wrestle; I run my fingers through her hair and stroke her back before grabbing her succulent ass with both hands. She grinds herself against my fierce erection as I squeeze her full cheeks. “Mmmmmm,” she purrs. “That’s nice.”

Shoshannah lets go of me and does a half-turn in my arms, then reaches behind her head to interlace her fingers behind my neck again. She turns her head to kiss me over her shoulder and rubs her ass against my prick, up and down and side to side (her legs are long for her height). This is clearly an invitation to grab her tits, which I accept eagerly. Her T-shirt is so tight, though, that I can’t play with them properly. I could try to take the shirt off, or ask her to do so, but that would mean making her move, and I don’t want to do that. Her shirt is old and frayed, the fabric worn thin and even worn through in a couple places, so I decide to try something. I grab the neck of her shirt in both hands, and in one convulsive motion, I rip it open. She hums in pleasure as the front of her shirt tears right down the middle, then murmurs into my mouth, “I like a man who knows how to take what he wants.”

Shoshannah purrs as my hands come up to play with her heavy melons. I gaze at them over her shoulder as I tease their undersides with my fingertips. They hang quite close together, not splaying off to the sides as big boobs so often do, and they look full from top to bottom, with a nice slope to them. Her large nipples and moderate-sized oval areolae are a deep hot pink against her creamy skin. When I bring my palms up to cradle her breasts, their heavy softness feels amazing. They’re so big, they overflow my hands—they must weigh five pounds apiece! I lift them and squeeze, enjoying the suppleness of her abundant titflesh; I rub them against each other, then pour them out of my hands and watch them jiggle and bounce. I cup her heavy beauties in my palms and spread my fingers, caressing and squeezing as much as I can reach; I can just tease her big titbuds with the tips of my middle fingers.

My hands roam up the front of Shoshannah’s spectacular twin peaks. Her quivering nipples press into the centers of my palms as my fingers and thumb explore her lush curves, now feathering over her silken skin, now pressing into her supple titflesh. “That’s it, baby,” she coos. “Ohh, fuck, your hands feel so good. You like my sexy girls?”

“I love them,” I tell her. “You have the sexiest tits I’ve ever seen.”

“Ooooh, lover, keep talking like that and you’ll like the results,” Shoshannah purrs. “You can do anything you want to my big titties—I love having them played with.” She moans as I start paying particular attention to her nipples. She moans louder when I pinch them and begin slowly twirling them between thumbs and forefingers. “Mmmmm, like that, baby, just like that,” she murmurs. “Ohhhh, fuck, I love having my nipples pinched. Pull on them a little, baby, pull on them.” I pull and twist lightly, and she moans again, then kisses me hard.

With her arms around my neck anchoring her and her lips fastened hungrily on mine, Shoshannah dances against me, swinging and gyrating and flexing her hips as she grinds her ass into my raging erection. She breaks off the kiss and leans her head back on my chest and shoulder, enjoying the feeling of my hands caressing and squeezing her boobs and her ass rubbing my steel-hard prick. “Ohhh, lover,” she purrs, “your hands feel so fucking good on my sexy girls. You make me so horny—play with my titties, baby, they’re all for you.”

Finally, without stopping her dance, Shoshannah lets go of my neck and reaches down behind herself to my jeans. She obviously has a lot of practice at this, because she has no trouble undoing my belt, unzipping my pants, and pulling them down over my hips. As they slide down my legs, she unsnaps her shorts and sends them (and her panties) to join my jeans on the floor, then slips her hands under the waistband of my boxers and pulls them over my boner and down. “That’s better,” she says in a sultry voice. She flexes her hips, slowly rubbing her ass cheeks up and down my balls and the base of my shaft. It feels much better skin on skin, and I moan softly. “Mmmmm,” she purrs, “that’s much better.”

In response, I slide a hand from her tits down her soft stomach to her soft, neatly-trimmed blonde bush and probe her hot, dripping quim. Her inner lips stick out of her slit just a little, so I slip my middle finger between them and my index and ring fingers between their outsides and her outer lips. I squeeze very lightly as I stroke them back and forth, and Shoshannah gasps. “Feel how wet I am for you, baby,” she moans, her voice rising in pitch and volume. “Feel how wet you’ve made me. I’m so horny for you, lover, so hot and wet. Play with my body—your hands feel so good—ohh, fuck, baby, you’ve got me hot.”

When my fingers reach the front of her twat, I find her erect clit, which is fairly thick and long enough to stick out a little further even than her inner lips. I touch it, and Shoshannah trembles against me, moaning loudly. I pinch her titbud hard and stroke her pearl with three fingers, and she gasps, “Fuck, baby, don’t stop! Ohhh, fuck, that feels good, your hands feel so fucking good.” I squeeze her boob and twirl her nipple, and she gets louder. “Fuck yeah, lover, give it to me! Pinch my nipple, rub my clit—just like that, harder, don’t stop don’t stop please don’t fucking stop, make me cum—I’m so fucking close, baby, make me cum—make me—ohhhh, FUCK!” Her orgasm crashes over her like a tidal wave, and she screams as her body writhes and trembles against me. I keep fondling her as she shakes and shudders in my arms.

When Shoshannah relaxes and slumps into me, I lead her to her bed, walking us backwards. I turn her in my arms, then sit down with my knees spread. I grab her sexy ass with one hand to pull her close. I fasten my lips over one big hot-pink nipple and suck it deep into my mouth, lashing it with my tongue; at the same time, I plunge two fingers into her molten core. I’m not surprised to find her G-spot as prominent as her clit, the ridges wide and high. I press hard on them and start thrusting, pumping her cunt with my fingers; her body jerks and she goes wild. “Ohhhhh, FUCK, baby!” she yells.

I suckle her tit hard and fast, flicking the tip of my tongue around it; Shoshannah grabs my head with both hands and holds it tight to her chest. “Suck my tit, lover,” she moans loudly. “Fuck my sweet pussy. Ohhh, fuck, baby, your fingers feel so good in my cunt. Make me cum on your fucking fingers. You’ve got me so fucking hot, baby, don’t stop, fuck me ’til I cum. Make me cum hard, baby, all over your fucking fingers. Ohhhhh, lover, I’m so close—so close—so fucking close—” Her climax hits her like a rockslide, and she screams even louder this time than the first time. Her back arches, thrusting her boob into my face, and her cunt walls clamp down hard on my fingers. I reach up with my thumb and swipe the tip of her love button, and her scream goes higher.

When Shoshannah relaxes and slumps against me, I don’t let up. I’m sitting near the foot of her bed; I turn, flip her over my leg, and lay her down with her head on the pillow. She’s still reorienting when I pull up her knees and spread them wide. I bend down to get a good look at her flower, which is hot pink like her nipples, quite deep, and very wet. I bend closer to stroke her with my nose and breathe in her fragrance; she smells like strawberries and lemonade. I give her a long lick with the flat of my tongue, enjoying the tangy, fruity taste of her juices. She bucks her hips with a strangled gasp, then moans, “Ohhhhhh, fuuuuuuuuuck, that’s good. Eat my pussy, baby. It feels sooooo good to have a man’s tongue on my pussy again.”

I plunge my tongue into Shoshannah’s honeypot and start tracing circles around her big pearl with my fingers. I lick and suck out as much of her nectar as I can, then make my tongue round and use it as a miniature cock to fuck her. That wins me a gasp of surprise and a moan. I roll my tongue and wriggle it in her cunt, then flex it, which makes her moan louder. Finally, I go to work on her G-spot, stroking it with the tip of my tongue and rubbing it with the rougher middle. She goes crazy, grabbing my head and holding me tightly to her twat. “Fuck yeah, baby, eat me like that!” she moans. “Fuck me with that magic tongue. Eat me out from the inside. Taste me, lover. Make me cum. Make me cum hard all over your tongue. Ohhh, fuck, you make me so horny. I’m so fucking close, make me cum all over your face. Oooooh, baby, you’re so fucking good with that tongue—just don’t stop—OHHH, FUCK!”

Shoshannah cums even harder this time than the first two; she howls like a wolf in heat and bucks her hips hard into my face. She fills my mouth and paints my skin with her girl cum. I keep rubbing her clit and tongue-fucking her, and she just keeps cumming and cumming. She howls and writhes beneath me for an amazingly long time before her body relaxes and she quiets down.

Before Shoshannah can say anything, I trade places in her twat, plunging two fingers back into her fucktunnel to rub her G-spot and locking my mouth on her clit. I suck on her pearl like I’m trying to suck a watermelon through it, and she shrieks. I pump her cunt hard with my fingers, pressing against the front wall for maximum pressure on her G-spot. She moans, “Fuck—fuck—that’s so fucking good—make me cum again—make me cum hard on your fingers—I’m so fucking close—suck my clit, baby, that’s so fucking good—make me cum—make me—FUCK!” Her fourth orgasm hits with titanic ****; she clamps her legs around my head, arches her back, and screams so loudly I can hear her clearly through her thighs. Her cunt walls hold my fingers as tightly as her legs hold my head, and she writhes like a flame in a breeze.

This time, when her climax passes, I let her go. I sit back on the bed and watch Shoshannah as her eyes refocus. “Fuck, that was incredible,” she breathes softly. “I haven’t cum that hard, or that many times, in a long time—and never both.” Her eyes focus on my prick, which is standing proud and straight, and her face fills with lust. “Come here, baby,” she says huskily. “I want that cock.”