Breasts Bring out the Man
AnimeVore,GTS,GT,Shrink,Unbirth,AnalVore
chapter 56
by
copier
· original author:
fearboy
Kirika had pulled her shirt off. The amazon girl had a chest so big that she couldn’t wear a bra because it pinched her sensitive breasts. Densuke stared at Kirika’s bear chest, each breast dangling in front of him was slightly bigger then his whole head. This wasn’t the first time Densuke had seen a breast. He had glimpsed nearly all the Eiken club girl’s uncovered breasts by accident and was quite familiar with Chiharu’s huge rack. But this was different; these breasts were being shown to him deliberately and they were not exactly like Chiharu’s set. Kirika’s breasts dragged down slightly more, giving them more of a pear shape. Also, her nipples and areola were huge. Each nipple was nearly the size of a shot glass; it was a shock to learn that they don’t poke out from under Kirika’s shirt.
“Do you like my boobs, Densuke baby?” Kirika's sensually purred. She crossed her arms under her bear chest and squeezed her breasts together to further entice Densuke. Her massive gams mashed together perfectly, making them protrude further out to create the illusion that they were even bigger then they already are.
Densuke nodded swiftly, not taking his wide eyes of the awesome breasts right in front of him. He licked his dry lips and trembled. His body ached to touch the perfect breasts, but he couldn’t will himself to do it. Something held him back. It wasn’t his libido, it was demanding action. Densuke just didn’t have the courage to make the first move. He had the desire, but not the will.
Huffing in annoyance at Densuke for not doing anything, Kirika simmered herself down and controlled herself. She’d just have to teach the boy how to act. “Would you like to touch then?” She sweetly asked, shaking her chest slightly to cause massive jiggling.
A loud gulp escaped Densuke as he struggled with what to do. He broke eye contact with Kirika’s breasts, turning to the only sight he found sexier then the huge hooters in front of him. He looked at Chiharu one last time and saw her looking back worried. Catching the silent question Densuke was sending her, she smiled softly.
“Go ahead Densuke, you can do it.” With those words, he turned back to Kirika and slowly started to reach out. Each hand hefted one of Kirika’s full, heavy boobs sinking into the soft boob flesh as he lifted it. He traced the outline of the areola and pushed against the tip of the rigid nipple, which, sank back a bit into the soft surface behind it. Another difference between these breasts and Chiharu’s own, his girlfriend’s nipples were far more flexible, able to be twisted and be pulled. Analyzing further, Densuke pinched and tugged at Kirika’s thick nipples, feeling as they remained totally stiff. Kirika’s breathing became loud and ragged. Densuke was playing with her nipples like they were a new toy on Christmas morning and she was losing control. Her panties were already soaked and she wouldn’t last much longer before exploding. Kirika had very sensitive nipples. Chiharu had her tender breasts, Yuriko had her tender bottom and Kirika had the tenderest tits of all the girls. Refusing to cum, especially before Densuke did, Kirika persuaded the boy to stop with a tempting offer.
“Oh Densuke, want to move on to something better?” Kirika hotly said, keeping her thighs together as her juices ran down her legs. Densuke looked up from Kirika’s chest, maintaining his hold on her throbbing teats. He had them tightly clamped between his thumb and forefinger and was rubbing his palms against the breast flesh below it. Looking questionably at Kirika, he wondered what she had in mind. “What do you have in mind?”
Looking sultrily at Densuke, a soft purr came from Kirika’s lips. “How about I smoother you with my breasts?”
“Haven’t you always done that to me,” Densuke doubtfully asked. Being buried between Kirika’s best sounded good, especially if she wasn’t trying to suffocate him, but he preferred to do something new. He wanted to fully explore things, learn to get more control over his life from a girl who knew lots about taking control. He didn’t imagine getting his head buried in a pair of breasts that had swallowed him many times before was going to teach him anything.
“I never smoother a certain part of you with my breasts.” Kirika’s eyes went down, locking onto Densuke’s ragging hard-on. Densuke took notice, becoming flush as he realized what Kirika was suggesting. Like before he was speechless.
Moving slowly, Kirika got to her knees in front of Densuke. Even on her knees, her head reached his chest, but her large, dangling breasts hovered inches away from the gleaming prick. Looking up at Densuke with big, passion filled eyes, she spoke softly to him. “My body is yours, all you have to do is take it.”
A man could only take so much. Seeing Kirika on her knees, offering herself to him was one of the sexiest things Densuke had ever seen. It made him rock hard and caused something to break inside of him. He could take charge, do what he wished and still be the person he was. He had handled being around the crazy Eiken club girls and survived all their stunts, he could mange them in the bedroom. He wanted to fuck Kirika and she wanted to fuck him. It was time to be the man he always wanted to be. He had been Chiharu’s man, giving her pleasures she never dreamed of. Now it was time to do the same for all the other girls.
“I’m going to fuck your big titties!” Without waiting, Densuke thrust his prick forward, burying it between Kirika’s huge tits. His whole manhood disappeared into the mass of cleavage right up to his balls. Reaching down, he grabbed both of the massive breasts and pushed them together, sandwiching his cock between the soft hills. His cock had been drenched in the saliva from being swallowed by Kuma, making it extra slippery and able to glide between Kirika’s tits. Beginning to trust at full force, Densuke let out loud groans at the awesome pleasure he got from titty fucking one of the biggest breasts on campus. He found the pressure, warmth and softness compared to vaginal sex not as good, but the mere sight of Kirika’s huge breasts smacking into his waist as he slammed into them made it well worth it. He squashed the perfect set of boobs harder into his cock, feeling his fingers sink into the yielding flesh just like it cock.
All the while, Kirika kneeled and remained still watching Densuke plunge in and out of her huge tits. Soft moans were caused when her nipples pressed into his hips, creating her own stimulation. Kirika neither helped no hindered Densuke, letting him d with her as he wished. Giving in and allowing her one love free reign over her body was one of the most exciting part of it all. She had no real control and that’s what she loved the most.
Pounding away at her tits, Densuke was nearly done. Her breasts were now slick from the saliva dripping off Densuke, making them feel any better. He had been in a state of high arousal when he saw Kirika’s bear breasts and getting them mashed between said tits was too much. Grunting loudly, he gave several final long jabs, squeezing Kirika’s breasts as hard as he could around his cock and climaxed.
“Cooooooooommmmmmmmmming!” He grunted loudly and released Kirika’s breasts from his grasp. Stumbling back, he let out his load, right on Kirika’s tits. Thick, hot fluids erupt from the tiny slit in his cockhead, spraying all over Kirika’s chest. With such a large canvas to paint, the cum got everywhere. Think globs struck her tits, dripping down her areolas and onto her breasts. Some gathered in her cleavage the rest went everywhere else. Kirika watched her chest get painted with cum, feeling such a rush at the sensation of her long time loves seed plastered all over her beloved boobs. The orgasm ended quickly, leaving Kirika with a huge white, sticky mess on her chest.
“So much,” Kirika cooed and ran a finger against her cum stained tits. “I suppose I should clean this up. You probably don’t want to touch something covered in semen.” Kirika turned to go to the bathroom, but Densuke stopped her. He grabbed her by the hand and when she looked up he was shaking his head.
“I got a better idea. On how you can clean up.” There was a look on Densuke’s face that Kirika had never seen before, a look of yearning and self-confidence. Densuke was ready to take charge, he had his hormones on full blast letting him move ignore that tiny voice telling him to be afraid. He was tired of being spineless, he was tired of never speaking out, he was tired of being afraid. He was going to be confident, give his girls the time of their lives and prove he wasn’t a child anymore. Kirika had said her body was his, time to find out if she was telling the truth.
“Do you like my boobs, Densuke baby?” Kirika's sensually purred. She crossed her arms under her bear chest and squeezed her breasts together to further entice Densuke. Her massive gams mashed together perfectly, making them protrude further out to create the illusion that they were even bigger then they already are.
Densuke nodded swiftly, not taking his wide eyes of the awesome breasts right in front of him. He licked his dry lips and trembled. His body ached to touch the perfect breasts, but he couldn’t will himself to do it. Something held him back. It wasn’t his libido, it was demanding action. Densuke just didn’t have the courage to make the first move. He had the desire, but not the will.
Huffing in annoyance at Densuke for not doing anything, Kirika simmered herself down and controlled herself. She’d just have to teach the boy how to act. “Would you like to touch then?” She sweetly asked, shaking her chest slightly to cause massive jiggling.
A loud gulp escaped Densuke as he struggled with what to do. He broke eye contact with Kirika’s breasts, turning to the only sight he found sexier then the huge hooters in front of him. He looked at Chiharu one last time and saw her looking back worried. Catching the silent question Densuke was sending her, she smiled softly.
“Go ahead Densuke, you can do it.” With those words, he turned back to Kirika and slowly started to reach out. Each hand hefted one of Kirika’s full, heavy boobs sinking into the soft boob flesh as he lifted it. He traced the outline of the areola and pushed against the tip of the rigid nipple, which, sank back a bit into the soft surface behind it. Another difference between these breasts and Chiharu’s own, his girlfriend’s nipples were far more flexible, able to be twisted and be pulled. Analyzing further, Densuke pinched and tugged at Kirika’s thick nipples, feeling as they remained totally stiff. Kirika’s breathing became loud and ragged. Densuke was playing with her nipples like they were a new toy on Christmas morning and she was losing control. Her panties were already soaked and she wouldn’t last much longer before exploding. Kirika had very sensitive nipples. Chiharu had her tender breasts, Yuriko had her tender bottom and Kirika had the tenderest tits of all the girls. Refusing to cum, especially before Densuke did, Kirika persuaded the boy to stop with a tempting offer.
“Oh Densuke, want to move on to something better?” Kirika hotly said, keeping her thighs together as her juices ran down her legs. Densuke looked up from Kirika’s chest, maintaining his hold on her throbbing teats. He had them tightly clamped between his thumb and forefinger and was rubbing his palms against the breast flesh below it. Looking questionably at Kirika, he wondered what she had in mind. “What do you have in mind?”
Looking sultrily at Densuke, a soft purr came from Kirika’s lips. “How about I smoother you with my breasts?”
“Haven’t you always done that to me,” Densuke doubtfully asked. Being buried between Kirika’s best sounded good, especially if she wasn’t trying to suffocate him, but he preferred to do something new. He wanted to fully explore things, learn to get more control over his life from a girl who knew lots about taking control. He didn’t imagine getting his head buried in a pair of breasts that had swallowed him many times before was going to teach him anything.
“I never smoother a certain part of you with my breasts.” Kirika’s eyes went down, locking onto Densuke’s ragging hard-on. Densuke took notice, becoming flush as he realized what Kirika was suggesting. Like before he was speechless.
Moving slowly, Kirika got to her knees in front of Densuke. Even on her knees, her head reached his chest, but her large, dangling breasts hovered inches away from the gleaming prick. Looking up at Densuke with big, passion filled eyes, she spoke softly to him. “My body is yours, all you have to do is take it.”
A man could only take so much. Seeing Kirika on her knees, offering herself to him was one of the sexiest things Densuke had ever seen. It made him rock hard and caused something to break inside of him. He could take charge, do what he wished and still be the person he was. He had handled being around the crazy Eiken club girls and survived all their stunts, he could mange them in the bedroom. He wanted to fuck Kirika and she wanted to fuck him. It was time to be the man he always wanted to be. He had been Chiharu’s man, giving her pleasures she never dreamed of. Now it was time to do the same for all the other girls.
“I’m going to fuck your big titties!” Without waiting, Densuke thrust his prick forward, burying it between Kirika’s huge tits. His whole manhood disappeared into the mass of cleavage right up to his balls. Reaching down, he grabbed both of the massive breasts and pushed them together, sandwiching his cock between the soft hills. His cock had been drenched in the saliva from being swallowed by Kuma, making it extra slippery and able to glide between Kirika’s tits. Beginning to trust at full force, Densuke let out loud groans at the awesome pleasure he got from titty fucking one of the biggest breasts on campus. He found the pressure, warmth and softness compared to vaginal sex not as good, but the mere sight of Kirika’s huge breasts smacking into his waist as he slammed into them made it well worth it. He squashed the perfect set of boobs harder into his cock, feeling his fingers sink into the yielding flesh just like it cock.
All the while, Kirika kneeled and remained still watching Densuke plunge in and out of her huge tits. Soft moans were caused when her nipples pressed into his hips, creating her own stimulation. Kirika neither helped no hindered Densuke, letting him d with her as he wished. Giving in and allowing her one love free reign over her body was one of the most exciting part of it all. She had no real control and that’s what she loved the most.
Pounding away at her tits, Densuke was nearly done. Her breasts were now slick from the saliva dripping off Densuke, making them feel any better. He had been in a state of high arousal when he saw Kirika’s bear breasts and getting them mashed between said tits was too much. Grunting loudly, he gave several final long jabs, squeezing Kirika’s breasts as hard as he could around his cock and climaxed.
“Cooooooooommmmmmmmmming!” He grunted loudly and released Kirika’s breasts from his grasp. Stumbling back, he let out his load, right on Kirika’s tits. Thick, hot fluids erupt from the tiny slit in his cockhead, spraying all over Kirika’s chest. With such a large canvas to paint, the cum got everywhere. Think globs struck her tits, dripping down her areolas and onto her breasts. Some gathered in her cleavage the rest went everywhere else. Kirika watched her chest get painted with cum, feeling such a rush at the sensation of her long time loves seed plastered all over her beloved boobs. The orgasm ended quickly, leaving Kirika with a huge white, sticky mess on her chest.
“So much,” Kirika cooed and ran a finger against her cum stained tits. “I suppose I should clean this up. You probably don’t want to touch something covered in semen.” Kirika turned to go to the bathroom, but Densuke stopped her. He grabbed her by the hand and when she looked up he was shaking his head.
“I got a better idea. On how you can clean up.” There was a look on Densuke’s face that Kirika had never seen before, a look of yearning and self-confidence. Densuke was ready to take charge, he had his hormones on full blast letting him move ignore that tiny voice telling him to be afraid. He was tired of being spineless, he was tired of never speaking out, he was tired of being afraid. He was going to be confident, give his girls the time of their lives and prove he wasn’t a child anymore. Kirika had said her body was his, time to find out if she was telling the truth.
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