Between a Huge Chest and a Big Butt
AnimeVore,GTS,GT,Shrink,Unbirth,AnalVore
chapter 68
by
copier
· original author:
fearboy
Densuke grunted and groaned as he pulled his slimy naked body out of his teacher’s mouth. He had crawled his way up her throat easily, Teacher’s body being more then ready to expel him from inside her. His feet popped out of her mouth and he slowly got to his feet. The unconscious woman he’d dominated and been devoured by caught Densuke’s eyes. He bowed respectively to his teacher, thanking her for that lesson in making girls beg for more. He then turned to his next partners, who he was going to fully satisfy with everything he’d learned.
“Why don’t we take this to the backroom. The sheets should be dry enough now for us to use the bed,” Densuke unceremoniously said. There was no reason to beat around the bush, these girl’s wanted sex and to eat him, and he was more then happy to oblige. He lewdly stared at Grace and Komoe for the first time without any hesitation. The leggy, blond girl with the juicy ass and the cute pink haired girl with breasts bigger then his head would soon be his. He was going to do things to them that they could have never imagined.
Blushing, Komoe and Grace followed Densuke to the room, staring at his naked body openly. They were checking him out too and the sight of him pleased them very much. He was covered in mucus, saliva and other juices, but the sweat he was going to work up and all the other liquids that were going to be flying in the bedroom would wash all that away soon. Densuke could be as dirty as he wanted because things were only going to get filthier from here on.
The two girls stepped into the room, both nervous. They didn’t have the shameless attitudes of Kirika or Yuriko, nor the growing hunger for sex like Chiharu and they didn’t have the lifelong fantasizes of finding dominating males like Teacher. They were just two gorgeous girls who loved Densuke and wanted to find out how eating him felt like. “I suppose being pulled away to a secluded room to make love is kind of romantic,” Komoe shyly said, feeling more and more nervous as things got more serious. Her body might be mature, but she was still a child in heart and this all seemed to be happening very fast. She wanted to take things slow, but Densuke decided the pace and he was behind her pulling her shirt over her head.
“What!” Komoe squeaked as she felt her shirt being lifted over her head. It was pulled off of her with a tug, letting her huge breasts bounce free. The massive knockers wobbled like gelatin, hot naked flesh bouncing on her tiny chest. Komoe tried to cover them up, but Densuke grabbed her hands. Forcing her arms up, he stood behind her, his erection poking into the small of her back. “You shouldn’t try to cover those up. There too beautiful to be hidden behind your hands,” he smoothly told her. His voice made her shiver as a warm feeling settled into her loins. Densuke had never spoken to her like that, he sounded so cool and confident. Willing to do anything that voice told her, Densuke whispered into her ear to come to the bed and sit .n his lap, She nodded her head submissively, walking slowly to the bed with Densuke’s hands now on her tiny shoulders and his erection still rubbing against her back.
Grace watched with disbelief as Densuke relaxed the shy and clumsy girl with only a few words. Densuke was different then he had been the last time she saw him, something strong had awaken in him and given him the backbone he lacked. She saw more confidence in him, but still affection sparkling in his eyes. Those warm eyes turned to her as Komoe crawling onto the bed. She saw love in his gaze, but something deeper, something primal. “Why don’t you start undressing, Grace. You’ll be joining us soon.”
Densuke sat on the side of the bed and patted his knee for Komoe to sit down on. The young girl crawled towards him, her massive breasts dragging on the bed as she moved. Her chest rubbed against his lap, right before his throbbing cock as Komoe positioned herself across his lap. She sat there silently, trying not to move, but every breath making her breasts wobble. Those colossal breasts hung a few inches below Densuke’s chin, looking just as lovely as the slightly smaller pair that Kirika and Chiharu had. The only bigger bust Densuke could remember seeing was the larger then life set of knockers on Chiharu and Yuriko mother. These were larger then life hooters on the body of a child. Komoe didn’t have a big butt like any of the other girls or was tall or had muscles anywhere. All the girls had sexy faces, but Komoe’s face was just plain cute, with chubby cheeks, big, lovely eyes and a tiny nose. She would be just another adorable little girl if she didn’t have those huge tits hanging from her chest. However, even if she didn’t have breasts most strippers would kill for, Densuke would still fuck her because that was just the kind of guy he was. Komoe loved him and that meant he would make her feel good.
He leaned in to whisper into her ear. "You’re breasts are amazing Komoe. they're so big and soft, so nice to squeeze and play with..." She trembled from his voice on his lap. His member rubbing up against her as her naked breasts hung in the air. His hands reached out, grabbing her massive breasts and squeezing them hard. Her body bucked when she felt his touch and her chest heaved upward, making his fingers sinks deep into her helpless boobs. Densuke had accidentally squeezed her breasts before, but all those times had been accidents. They had meant nothing. Now, she was half naked on his lap, feeling his hot breath run down her bare back and being stared at lustfully by the man she had been longing for.
She cried out as he kneaded her tits like soft bread dough, clenching his hands into fists with piles of breast flesh trapped inside. His fingers clenched at her flesh tightly, rubbing and molding the flesh like it was clay. Her breath was coming out erratically, tears of pleasure steaming down her full cheeks. Densuke was right behind her, whispering in her ear and making her want it even more. “No ones ever touched you like this before. I bet even you haven’t grabbed your breasts like this.” Komoe moans were all the answer needed as Densuke rolled the soft flesh between his fingers. He pushed his hands into her supple knockers and they disappeared into the soft flesh. He blindly groped at her breasts, finding her nipples, throbbing hard on her chest. Stopping to knead her breast, he pinched her nipples between his fingers, making the timid girl to loudly gasp in a strange mixture of pleasure and pain.
“You’ve never even rubbed your nipples before. I’d bet anything that you’ve never dreamed of tugging at them, like this.” Densuke pulled her tits forward, turning her perfectly round breasts into long, fat torpedoes. Komoe screamed loudly, the juices from her pussy quickly soaking through her panties. She trembled even harder as Densuke twisted her teats and squeezed them harder between his thumb and forefinger. Seeing that he had pushed Komoe to her breaking point, he let go of her nipples, making her breasts bounce back to their normal shape. His hands flew to her quaking mounds and sank into the exquisite flesh. Densuke resumed fondling the giant rack with bated breath.
Komoe breasts were incredible. They were softer and more pliable then any breasts that Densuke had ever felt up. He knew the chests of Kirika and Chiharu very well, and although incredibly soft, their tits still had a little bit of resistance. Komoe’s breasts were nothing but globes of spongy fat, as soft as butter to the touch and sensitive to the smallest stroke. Densuke couldn’t wait to feel his face against them or his cock plowing between them.
His eyes moved for the first time of the sexy young girl on his lap to Grace. He hadn’t forgotten her. She was still getting undressed. She was nearly done and was just getting her panties off. She was bending over, as she reached down to remove her panties, giving Densuke a perfect view of her ass. Komoe had a flat behind, but Grace had a nice big bubble butt that he would love to feel up. Smooth, flawless cheeks that bounced as she stepped. They were barely as lovely as the giant knockers in his hands.
Facing him and Komoe, Grace became flustered at the sight of pleasure etched onto Komoe’s face at his touch. “I’m ready,” she quickly said, not taking her eyes of the nearly limp girl sitting on Densuke’s lap. She crawled onto the bed beside Densuke and he looked at her warmly. They were both his now, only thing he had to wonder was which one did he start with. The other would have to watch, which would only strengthen their desire. The choice came easily to Densuke.
“Why don’t we take this to the backroom. The sheets should be dry enough now for us to use the bed,” Densuke unceremoniously said. There was no reason to beat around the bush, these girl’s wanted sex and to eat him, and he was more then happy to oblige. He lewdly stared at Grace and Komoe for the first time without any hesitation. The leggy, blond girl with the juicy ass and the cute pink haired girl with breasts bigger then his head would soon be his. He was going to do things to them that they could have never imagined.
Blushing, Komoe and Grace followed Densuke to the room, staring at his naked body openly. They were checking him out too and the sight of him pleased them very much. He was covered in mucus, saliva and other juices, but the sweat he was going to work up and all the other liquids that were going to be flying in the bedroom would wash all that away soon. Densuke could be as dirty as he wanted because things were only going to get filthier from here on.
The two girls stepped into the room, both nervous. They didn’t have the shameless attitudes of Kirika or Yuriko, nor the growing hunger for sex like Chiharu and they didn’t have the lifelong fantasizes of finding dominating males like Teacher. They were just two gorgeous girls who loved Densuke and wanted to find out how eating him felt like. “I suppose being pulled away to a secluded room to make love is kind of romantic,” Komoe shyly said, feeling more and more nervous as things got more serious. Her body might be mature, but she was still a child in heart and this all seemed to be happening very fast. She wanted to take things slow, but Densuke decided the pace and he was behind her pulling her shirt over her head.
“What!” Komoe squeaked as she felt her shirt being lifted over her head. It was pulled off of her with a tug, letting her huge breasts bounce free. The massive knockers wobbled like gelatin, hot naked flesh bouncing on her tiny chest. Komoe tried to cover them up, but Densuke grabbed her hands. Forcing her arms up, he stood behind her, his erection poking into the small of her back. “You shouldn’t try to cover those up. There too beautiful to be hidden behind your hands,” he smoothly told her. His voice made her shiver as a warm feeling settled into her loins. Densuke had never spoken to her like that, he sounded so cool and confident. Willing to do anything that voice told her, Densuke whispered into her ear to come to the bed and sit .n his lap, She nodded her head submissively, walking slowly to the bed with Densuke’s hands now on her tiny shoulders and his erection still rubbing against her back.
Grace watched with disbelief as Densuke relaxed the shy and clumsy girl with only a few words. Densuke was different then he had been the last time she saw him, something strong had awaken in him and given him the backbone he lacked. She saw more confidence in him, but still affection sparkling in his eyes. Those warm eyes turned to her as Komoe crawling onto the bed. She saw love in his gaze, but something deeper, something primal. “Why don’t you start undressing, Grace. You’ll be joining us soon.”
Densuke sat on the side of the bed and patted his knee for Komoe to sit down on. The young girl crawled towards him, her massive breasts dragging on the bed as she moved. Her chest rubbed against his lap, right before his throbbing cock as Komoe positioned herself across his lap. She sat there silently, trying not to move, but every breath making her breasts wobble. Those colossal breasts hung a few inches below Densuke’s chin, looking just as lovely as the slightly smaller pair that Kirika and Chiharu had. The only bigger bust Densuke could remember seeing was the larger then life set of knockers on Chiharu and Yuriko mother. These were larger then life hooters on the body of a child. Komoe didn’t have a big butt like any of the other girls or was tall or had muscles anywhere. All the girls had sexy faces, but Komoe’s face was just plain cute, with chubby cheeks, big, lovely eyes and a tiny nose. She would be just another adorable little girl if she didn’t have those huge tits hanging from her chest. However, even if she didn’t have breasts most strippers would kill for, Densuke would still fuck her because that was just the kind of guy he was. Komoe loved him and that meant he would make her feel good.
He leaned in to whisper into her ear. "You’re breasts are amazing Komoe. they're so big and soft, so nice to squeeze and play with..." She trembled from his voice on his lap. His member rubbing up against her as her naked breasts hung in the air. His hands reached out, grabbing her massive breasts and squeezing them hard. Her body bucked when she felt his touch and her chest heaved upward, making his fingers sinks deep into her helpless boobs. Densuke had accidentally squeezed her breasts before, but all those times had been accidents. They had meant nothing. Now, she was half naked on his lap, feeling his hot breath run down her bare back and being stared at lustfully by the man she had been longing for.
She cried out as he kneaded her tits like soft bread dough, clenching his hands into fists with piles of breast flesh trapped inside. His fingers clenched at her flesh tightly, rubbing and molding the flesh like it was clay. Her breath was coming out erratically, tears of pleasure steaming down her full cheeks. Densuke was right behind her, whispering in her ear and making her want it even more. “No ones ever touched you like this before. I bet even you haven’t grabbed your breasts like this.” Komoe moans were all the answer needed as Densuke rolled the soft flesh between his fingers. He pushed his hands into her supple knockers and they disappeared into the soft flesh. He blindly groped at her breasts, finding her nipples, throbbing hard on her chest. Stopping to knead her breast, he pinched her nipples between his fingers, making the timid girl to loudly gasp in a strange mixture of pleasure and pain.
“You’ve never even rubbed your nipples before. I’d bet anything that you’ve never dreamed of tugging at them, like this.” Densuke pulled her tits forward, turning her perfectly round breasts into long, fat torpedoes. Komoe screamed loudly, the juices from her pussy quickly soaking through her panties. She trembled even harder as Densuke twisted her teats and squeezed them harder between his thumb and forefinger. Seeing that he had pushed Komoe to her breaking point, he let go of her nipples, making her breasts bounce back to their normal shape. His hands flew to her quaking mounds and sank into the exquisite flesh. Densuke resumed fondling the giant rack with bated breath.
Komoe breasts were incredible. They were softer and more pliable then any breasts that Densuke had ever felt up. He knew the chests of Kirika and Chiharu very well, and although incredibly soft, their tits still had a little bit of resistance. Komoe’s breasts were nothing but globes of spongy fat, as soft as butter to the touch and sensitive to the smallest stroke. Densuke couldn’t wait to feel his face against them or his cock plowing between them.
His eyes moved for the first time of the sexy young girl on his lap to Grace. He hadn’t forgotten her. She was still getting undressed. She was nearly done and was just getting her panties off. She was bending over, as she reached down to remove her panties, giving Densuke a perfect view of her ass. Komoe had a flat behind, but Grace had a nice big bubble butt that he would love to feel up. Smooth, flawless cheeks that bounced as she stepped. They were barely as lovely as the giant knockers in his hands.
Facing him and Komoe, Grace became flustered at the sight of pleasure etched onto Komoe’s face at his touch. “I’m ready,” she quickly said, not taking her eyes of the nearly limp girl sitting on Densuke’s lap. She crawled onto the bed beside Densuke and he looked at her warmly. They were both his now, only thing he had to wonder was which one did he start with. The other would have to watch, which would only strengthen their desire. The choice came easily to Densuke.
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