She walked into the bar like she owned the place, her tight tank top barely holding in those massive tits. I bought her a drink, we talked shit for ten minutes, and then she leaned in and whispered she wanted my mouth on her nipples right now. We skipped the small talk and headed straight to my apartment.
The door barely closed before I had her shirt off. Her tits spilled out, heavy and full, nipples already hard and dark. I grabbed them both, squeezing hard, feeling the soft flesh give under my fingers. "Suck them," she said, pushing my head down. I didn't need telling twice. I latched onto her left nipple, sucking it deep into my mouth, tongue flicking fast and rough. She moaned loud, grinding her hips against my thigh.
I switched to the right one, biting just enough to make her gasp. Her nipple tasted salty-sweet, and I sucked harder, pulling the whole areola in, slurping like I was starving. Spit ran down her tit as I worked it, my hand kneading the other one, pinching the nipple between my fingers. She shoved her chest forward, begging for more. "Harder, fuck, suck those tits like you mean it."
I dropped to my knees and buried my face between them, licking the valley, then attacking each nipple again. I sucked one deep, cheeks hollowing, while my fingers twisted the other. Her breathing got ragged fast. I could feel her getting wet through her jeans as she rubbed against me. I yanked her pants down and kept sucking, never letting up on those nipples. They were swollen now, red and shiny from my mouth.
She pulled me up, shoved me onto the couch, and straddled me. Her tits hung in my face as she ground her bare pussy on my cock through my jeans. I sucked harder, switching back and forth, biting, licking, sucking until she was dripping on me. "Don't stop," she growled. I didn't. I sucked one nipple so hard she cried out, then moved to the other, rolling it between my teeth while my hands slapped her ass.
We moved to the bed. She lay back, legs spread, and I climbed on top, my mouth locked on her tits again. I sucked one nipple slow and deep, then fast and sloppy, saliva everywhere. Her hand reached down and stroked my cock while I feasted. I switched tits, sucking the left one until it was puffy and sensitive. She came just from that, thighs shaking, pussy clenching around nothing as I kept sucking.
I flipped her over, pulled her up on all fours, and slid under her so her tits dangled over my face. I sucked them from below, pulling each nipple into my mouth one after the other, biting the undersides, leaving marks. She reached back and guided my cock into her wet pussy, riding me while I sucked her tits raw. Every bounce made her nipples pop in and out of my mouth. I sucked harder, tongue lashing, until she came again, soaking my balls.
We kept going. I sat up, held her tits together, and alternated sucking both nipples at once as much as I could, my cock buried deep. She grabbed my hair and held me there, moaning filthy shit about how good my mouth felt on her big tits. I came inside her while sucking her left nipple so hard she screamed my name.
After, she didn't let me stop. She pushed my head back down and made me suck her nipples soft and slow until she came one more time, gentle now but still dirty, her fingers in my hair. We lay there sweaty, her tits covered in hickeys and spit, both of us breathing hard. She smiled and said we were doing it again tomorrow. I already knew I'd spend the whole night sucking those tits until she couldn't take any more.
