Speed, Home, and… Pizza?

The drive home was relaxing, with a side of spice in the form of Hannah reaching less-than-legal speeds. She pulled into her designated spot on the street, shut off the engine, and headed inside. Her tits were quiet during the ride home, only whispering quietly to themselves.

"Finally home." Hannah sighed, stretching her arms as she walked through the doorway.

She tossed her keys on the table, her stomach rumbling a little. She placed her hand on her abdomen and sighed, walking over to the kitchen. Opening the fridge, she took a moment to decide what to have.

And her moment of silence was taken by her boobs instantly,

"I'm starving, get something good, babe."

"Yeah! We're getting hungry in this top too, ya know."

Hannah scrunched her nose in confusion,
"How exactly are you hungry? You're just tits, you can't eat anything! Right?"

"Wrong! We can eat, and it'd be nice to be treated for once." Her left breast deadpanned.

"Ugh, you're really milking the fact that you’ve got mouths, huh?” Hannah rolled her eyes.

"It's one of our best qualities!” Her right breast perked up, blowing a raspberry.

"Yeah, whatever. I'm hungry, and I don't feel like waiting for you to cook. Pizza though? Now that’d be good! How does that sound?" Her left breast said, licking its lips.

"Oooh, pizza does sound good. Gotta get pepperoni!” Her right tit exclaimed, its mouth watering with a similar substance to the milk from last night.

Hannah shook her head and pulled out her phone, “Ugh, I cannot believe this shit…” she mumbled to herself, reaching into her top, and using a finger, wiped away the bead of drool running down her belly.

“Extra pepperoni!” Her right breast yelled.

“And cheese!”

“And stuffed crust!”

Hannah was getting annoyed, “Okay! If it shuts you two up, then sure. I’ll get extra everything…”

After ordering the pizza through a delivery app, Hannah walked around her apartment and closed the curtains before taking a seat on the living room couch, staying in her cargos and socks but pulling the jumper over her head to free her breasts, looking up at the ceiling.

"Hey, when the pizza arrives, could we give the delivery person a show?" her left tit asked, eagerly.

"No, definitely not." Hannah put a hand to her face in annoyance.

"Why not? It'd be fun! I know we'd have a good time!"

"Yeah. YOU’D have a good time. What about me? Or the delivery guy? And what do you plan to do when the poor kid or whoever it is sees you two talking, huh?" Hannah asks.

"Nothing bad. We'll just let them stare at us, maybe bounce around for them… maybe let them touch us. It'd be hot." Both of her breasts started drooling again.

Hannah’s eyes shot open, “Let them TOUCH?!”

Her left breast started laughing, “Ah, so touching is where you draw the line, but looking is fine? A big strong stud, or a cute chick, I bet they'd just worship us. You could be their goddess, babe."

"Oh, and we could get a free pizza! Two birds with one stone, eh?" her right tit smirked.

"I am not letting anyone look at you."

“Okay.” Her breasts said in unison.

Hannah was taken aback, “Wait what? Just like that!”

“Yup!” They said.

Then she felt her left breast, ever the pushy and bratty one, form a sickly grin, “We’ll just play with ourselves until you give in.”

Hannah felt a chill run down her spine, “You… you wouldn’t dare…”

Her right tit laughed, her nipples already starting to harden, her breasts slowly beginning to rise and fall with her breathing, causing them to gently bounce, her cleavage becoming more pronounced.

Hannah grit her teeth, "If you two start now, the pizza's going to arrive. Then you won't get it."

"Who said we'd stop?" her left tit teased.

"And besides, that just means that when the pizza guy does come, we'll be extra horny. And who knows what might happen then~"

Hannah felt her tits start to drool again, a string of drool dribbling down onto her belly.

“We’re gonna make you our bitch, babe. Make you beg for it like the little slut you are~" her left tit teased, its tongue snaking out from its mouth and moving toward the nipple directly above it.

Hannah felt a chill go up her spine.

"W-what the fuck are you doing?" Hannah gasped.

"Nothing much." her left breast smirked, its tongue reaching its target, giving the nipple a soft flick.

"We're just having some fun. Nothing wrong with a little self-love, is there?" her right tit grinned.

Hannah watched in disbelief as her left breast began sucking on its own nipple, while her other nipple was flicked and teased by her right breast. She could feel her nipples react, hardening as her breasts played with each other, and she couldn’t help but groan softly.

"Fuck." Hannah moaned, trying to cover her mouth, but unable to.

"I think someone is enjoying the show."

"Yeah, I think she likes it. She's got her legs clenched together, the slut."

"Oh, come on, babe. You're just as into this as we are. All you gotta do is just flash us at the pizza guy or gal and we’re good!" her left breast grinned, a small amount of saliva dripping from her nipple.

"F-fine." Hannah growled.

"You hear that? I think she's ready for the main course."

“Wait! No!” Hannah pleaded.

"Then let's show her what we're made of!"
Her left breast started to suck a little harder, her nipple feeling like it was on fire from her breasts’ actions. Meanwhile, her right breast was busy flicking its own nipple with its tongue, twisting it for good measure. Hannah couldn't help but moan louder, her body quivering from her breasts' ****. She sunk into the couch, reaching up and grabbing her boobs in a poor attempt to stop them. But it was for naut.

"You're totally having a good time, huh babe~" her right breast teased.

"Y-you two are fucking perverts." Hannah blurted, writhing in pleasure.

"Yeah, and you love it. You're a big slut. Say it, and we'll make you feel even better." her left breast smirked.

Hannah recoiled, "You... you want me to call myself a slut? Are you serious?"

"We want you to say what you are." her right breast grinned.

Hannah grit her teeth, unable to believe how dominant her breasts were acting. But as they continued their ****, she slowly found her mind caving,

“…fine. I'm your big slut, okay? Happy?"

Her left breast bit down on her nipple, the flesh stinging as she felt more warmth radiating from her breasts. They were becoming more horny, if that was even possible, at Hannah’s self deprecation.

"Oh, you're not just a big slut. You're OUR big slut." her right breast replied before continuing,

"And if you want the show to continue, you're gonna have to get on your knees and beg for it, bitch."

Hannah involuntarily moaned, gripping the couch as she could feel her breasts, and by extension, her, getting hornier at the thought of her admitting that she loved them being in control.

Eventually, she completely caved.

"G-god dammit! Please, please, I'm your big slut! I want it so bad!" Hannah cried, squeezing her tits, fondling them aggressively.

Her breasts giggled, moaning from her touches, "Good. Now beg for more."

Hannah groaned, feeling her nipples throb,
"Please, give me more! I'm your big slut. I'm your fuck toy. I’m a **** to my tits! Please, I'm begging you, let me have more!"

Her breasts' nipples became rock-hard.

"Alright, since you asked so nicely."

"I guess it's time for the grand finale, then."
Hannah could feel her breasts' nipples pulsing as her nipples were flicked and sucked. She groaned, her body trembling, her mouth open as she panted.

"Oh fuck. Oh shit, oh fuck!"

She couldn't take it anymore, she couldn't hold back any longer.

"FUCK!" she screamed, her orgasm washing over her like a tidal wave, her back arching as her breasts exploded, their moans mixing with her own as they once again shot milk from their nipples.
She felt the milk spatter against her body, her nipples throbbing as her breasts came down from their high. She collapsed on the couch, panting, her eyes hazy.

"Holy shit," Her left breast lolled its tongue out as her right breast tried to lick some of the milk off itself. "That was so hot."

"Yeah, definitely. I think we need to do that more often."

Hannah groaned, "Oh God. What did you just do?"

"We just gave ourselves a very lovely orgasm. You’re welcome!"

"Yeah, and you liked it. Don't try to deny it, babe."

"Fuck off…" Hannah groaned, weakly smacking her tits, her mind fuzzy.

She heard a knock at the door.

"Oh shit."

"The pizza."