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I guess I’ll start a thread for my experiences. I’ve been thinking about it for a while. Anyway, some of these may or may not include pics, might be pics without much of a story, or not have pics at all. I suppose if this gets a good response and people want me to keep going I will.
I’ll start with this story that happened a few years ago. I was at a random bar on a Sunday of all nights. I had been working through the weekend, which I normally have off, so Monday was a comp day. There weren’t many people inside and I take a seat. Eventually I start making my way around and chatting, playing pool, etc. I start talking to this older woman (maybe mid to late 40’s) who wasn’t attractive in the face at all but was elsewhere - yup, in her chest. Her name is Rachel and she’s wearing a green tank top. Her tits are not huge but I could tell they were somewhere between a good 36 and 38D. A size good enough for a decent titfuck and my goal was to do just that.
Yes, she was trashy and ugly but I had been working 7 days, was horny, and didn’t care. She was also pretty drunk and we started flirting. Eventually she goes outside for a smoke where we wind up being alone. We kiss and make out for a few seconds. Her kiss was nasty and sour but I got to run my hand over one of her tits which felt nice, full, and heavy. It was getting later and I was getting hornier by the minute thinking about my dick between her tits so I ask where she lives, which ends up being on the other side of the city and in a bad neighborhood. Why she was out my way I have no idea but she needed a ride home. Bingo, I can help with that.
On the 20-minute ride over I could tell she was drunker than I thought (Good!) and there was more flirting and touching. At one point I felt her up again and she started rubbing me through my pants. I was rock hard and throbbing knowing that my mission will probably happen. We get to her apartment building and I can already tell nothing good is happening in there. A total project building. I park across the street and hope that my car doesn’t get broken into. Thankfully, it was a Sunday night and not many people were outside milling around.
She lives on the top 3rd floor and we had to walk upstairs and halfway down the hall, passing by her neighbors that were smoking and cooking God-knows-what in their kitchens. We get in her apartment and it’s a complete mess (no surprise.) I have a seat on her couch and she goes to the fridge to crack a beer. Within minutes she throws herself on me and starts kissing. I feel up her tits really good and they felt great. I pull them out of her top then kiss and suck all over them. I then peel off her top and unhook her bra. Yup, a good 38D. She starts rubbing my dick, goes down to her knees while undoing my belt, and pulls my pants down. She takes me into her mouth for what was I guess a blowjob. It was more tongue than anything and after a minute or two I’ve had enough. I pull my dick away from her mouth and slide it down between her tits. She said “Oh, you like doing that? OK.” So, she holds her tits together and I grab her wrists and start thrusting hard. I met her a few hours ago, got rock hard from her tits, and now I’m fucking them. It felt amazing.
I had no desire to fuck her or do anything else and my car was still outside, so after several minutes I was ready to explode and get out of there. I could feel it building up and I finally climax. I thrust my hips and cock up into her cleavage hard and moaned loudly with pleasure, especially as the first rope rippled out of me. I loved feeling it squish between her tits, causing a slick glide to finish shooting the rest of my load. Usually, I prefer cumming on tits but I kept it buried between them because she was on her knees. She held her tits on my cock for a few seconds after I was done and slide them up and down which felt great. When she let her tits go, cum was splattered everywhere, and a glob dripped down onto my dick and around it (which was still twitching with pleasure.). She said “That was a huge load,” and it was. Then said she’d go to the bathroom to clean up and grab me a towel. She kept the door open and I slightly got turned on again as I saw her grab a washcloth, look in the mirror, and start to wipe off the jizz all over her tits.
That’s when I decided to bolt out. I still had cum all over me but I stood up and pulled my pants back up. I tip-toed to the door, opened it as quietly as I could, stepped out without closing it, and jetted down the hall. It felt nice feeling the cum squish in my pants. I’m really glad there was nobody in the hall or stairwell. I pushed open the door at the bottom of the stairs and ran to my car which thankfully was fine. I sped out of there in a hurry. We didn’t exchange numbers and I had no desire to see her again anyway, especially not in that hellhole. It was a good night that left me with goosebumps. I turned on some tunes and felt like I was floating the whole way home. Since she was plastered it was easier to manage a pic.
I’ll start with this story that happened a few years ago. I was at a random bar on a Sunday of all nights. I had been working through the weekend, which I normally have off, so Monday was a comp day. There weren’t many people inside and I take a seat. Eventually I start making my way around and chatting, playing pool, etc. I start talking to this older woman (maybe mid to late 40’s) who wasn’t attractive in the face at all but was elsewhere - yup, in her chest. Her name is Rachel and she’s wearing a green tank top. Her tits are not huge but I could tell they were somewhere between a good 36 and 38D. A size good enough for a decent titfuck and my goal was to do just that.
Yes, she was trashy and ugly but I had been working 7 days, was horny, and didn’t care. She was also pretty drunk and we started flirting. Eventually she goes outside for a smoke where we wind up being alone. We kiss and make out for a few seconds. Her kiss was nasty and sour but I got to run my hand over one of her tits which felt nice, full, and heavy. It was getting later and I was getting hornier by the minute thinking about my dick between her tits so I ask where she lives, which ends up being on the other side of the city and in a bad neighborhood. Why she was out my way I have no idea but she needed a ride home. Bingo, I can help with that.
On the 20-minute ride over I could tell she was drunker than I thought (Good!) and there was more flirting and touching. At one point I felt her up again and she started rubbing me through my pants. I was rock hard and throbbing knowing that my mission will probably happen. We get to her apartment building and I can already tell nothing good is happening in there. A total project building. I park across the street and hope that my car doesn’t get broken into. Thankfully, it was a Sunday night and not many people were outside milling around.
She lives on the top 3rd floor and we had to walk upstairs and halfway down the hall, passing by her neighbors that were smoking and cooking God-knows-what in their kitchens. We get in her apartment and it’s a complete mess (no surprise.) I have a seat on her couch and she goes to the fridge to crack a beer. Within minutes she throws herself on me and starts kissing. I feel up her tits really good and they felt great. I pull them out of her top then kiss and suck all over them. I then peel off her top and unhook her bra. Yup, a good 38D. She starts rubbing my dick, goes down to her knees while undoing my belt, and pulls my pants down. She takes me into her mouth for what was I guess a blowjob. It was more tongue than anything and after a minute or two I’ve had enough. I pull my dick away from her mouth and slide it down between her tits. She said “Oh, you like doing that? OK.” So, she holds her tits together and I grab her wrists and start thrusting hard. I met her a few hours ago, got rock hard from her tits, and now I’m fucking them. It felt amazing.
I had no desire to fuck her or do anything else and my car was still outside, so after several minutes I was ready to explode and get out of there. I could feel it building up and I finally climax. I thrust my hips and cock up into her cleavage hard and moaned loudly with pleasure, especially as the first rope rippled out of me. I loved feeling it squish between her tits, causing a slick glide to finish shooting the rest of my load. Usually, I prefer cumming on tits but I kept it buried between them because she was on her knees. She held her tits on my cock for a few seconds after I was done and slide them up and down which felt great. When she let her tits go, cum was splattered everywhere, and a glob dripped down onto my dick and around it (which was still twitching with pleasure.). She said “That was a huge load,” and it was. Then said she’d go to the bathroom to clean up and grab me a towel. She kept the door open and I slightly got turned on again as I saw her grab a washcloth, look in the mirror, and start to wipe off the jizz all over her tits.
That’s when I decided to bolt out. I still had cum all over me but I stood up and pulled my pants back up. I tip-toed to the door, opened it as quietly as I could, stepped out without closing it, and jetted down the hall. It felt nice feeling the cum squish in my pants. I’m really glad there was nobody in the hall or stairwell. I pushed open the door at the bottom of the stairs and ran to my car which thankfully was fine. I sped out of there in a hurry. We didn’t exchange numbers and I had no desire to see her again anyway, especially not in that hellhole. It was a good night that left me with goosebumps. I turned on some tunes and felt like I was floating the whole way home. Since she was plastered it was easier to manage a pic.
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