4 comments/ 69466 views/ 22 favorites Cock Teasers Cumuppance Ch. 01 By: DDDDave "Big Tits, Big Dicks, and Fantasy Fucking" Author's note: I published some stories a long time ago on another web site under a slightly different user name which is not available at Literotica. So I added a "D". Clever, right? I hope to get around to posting them here in the future. ( o )( o )     ( o )( o )     ( o )( o )     ( o )( o )     ( o )( o )     ( o )( o ) Well, when I was in my Sophomore year in college I had this little idea. Now, eight years later I was semi-retired. I'd developed my idea to the point that one of the really big fish in IT had decided to buy my idea rather than try to develop competing technology. Financially, I never had to work if I didn't want to. And I was taking some time to figure out what to do. I bought a place in a gated community near 'Frisco as a base of operations and for the next six months I traveled and explored all kinds of things. But the time finally came that I just wanted to nest and take some time to enjoy things. I made friends with a lot of the folks on my cul-de-sac. Not real close friends, just kind of wave Hi and chit chat friends. Almost all the folks were older than me. Many had teen kids. There was this one woman? Angela. Her ex had made money by making money for other folks in the stock market. It seemed he worked about 28 hours a day, 10 days a week and traveled a lot. Angela, a striking woman in her late 20's or early 30's had stayed at home. But she had gotten bored and kicked him to the curb. From what I heard that had not made him sad. Seemed his drive really was work and not women! Her hobby, as far as I could see was to cock tease every man she met. Angela seemed to have made it her goal in life to give every male above the age of 12 a raging hard on! Now when I say that Angela was a striking woman I don't just mean the riot of wavy auburn hair that fell to the middle of her back when she let it out of the pony tail she preferred. Nor was it the ridiculously long, show girl legs that she constantly displayed in 4" heels, tight mini skirts or the even tighter cut off shorts she wore. It wasn't even the toned midriff you could see between the belt loops of her shorts and the bottom of whatever skin tight top she was wearing that day. No, it was the excessively massive pair of breasts perched high on her chest that drew the eyes of everyone with in sight that made her so striking. And she dressed to impress everyone with just how massive they were! As far as anyone could tell her bust line was completely natural. I had never seen anyone nearly as big outside of some internet, always enhanced, models. She was firm, bouncyt and had cleavage from here to there (more cleavage than any other two or three woman could display) all topped with seemingly permanently erect nipples that showed through anything she wore. Her boobs were amazing. She strutted everywhere she went and those tits always preceded her by several feet it seemed! Watching them bounce, sway and jiggle was just amazing! And she was a world class tease. She had a way of swaying her upper body when she spoke to you that allowed her boobs to swing and sway. Her conversation was filled with double entendres and sly little comments. Her lips poised and puckered as if for a kiss. But she never took it beyond the tease. Not that I heard of at least. At one of the monthly neighborhood get togethers Angela played pool with a bunch of the teenagers and myself. Husbands were too afraid of their wife's, or too smart, to get involved! Angela made it a point to lean over the table studying her shot. Her vast breasts, in a skin tight peasant blouse, would mash into the green felt, spreading outward under the pressure. She would teeter on one leg while the other lifted almost enough to expose her thong. If she was wearing one! When it was our turn to shoot Angela somehow was always in direct line of sight. Her lips lightly pursed, she would slowly apply chalk to her cue while running her other hand up and down her cue. She would press the cue into her canyon-like cleavage, or, innocently smooth it over crest of her boob as a small smirk crossed her lips. Her pelvis pressed against the rail near our target caused a shadow to be cast over the table by her immense breasts. She defeated one opponent after another until it was my turn. I was lucky to remain focused enough to win by three balls. Mostly I tried to not look at her as she posed and teased. Not as easy as it sounds! Most of the teen age Lotharios had long since retired to the bathroom for some one handed relief and I was feeling the stress but had not given in. Yet. "Well played," purred Angela while she arced her back in my direction. She always purred. I thanked her, racked my cue stick and returned to the living room where the party was just starting to break up. I thanked my hosts and was just about out the door when I felt a hand on my forearm. "Would you mind walking me home?" asked Angela. "I know it's silly, but I don't like to walk alone after dark." Her green eyes were all innocence as she asked. She twisted her upper body gently back and forth, her breast swaying gently as she did so. I couldn't think of any reason not to, so we set off. After a few steps she slid her arm into mine and we chatted about this and that as we walked the two blocks to her house. Occasionally I could feel the side of her breast flex against me as we walked. She was so firm! And so BIG! "Would you like to come in for a night cap?" she purred as we reached her gate. "Oh, come in. I won't bite if you don't want me to?" she chuckled as I hesitated. She arched her back slightly as she spoke. We stood in the kitchen as she prepared a couple cups of coffee. She made it a point to display her tight ass and massive cleavage as she puttered about the kitchen. SInce we were alone she seemed to move into an even more aggressive tease pattern. My dick was getting a new rush of blood and several times I thought I saw Angela checking it out. Finally, we each put our empty cups in the sink and Angela clasped both hands onto my bicep as she steered me to the front door. Again I felt her immensity's brush against my arm and side. As we reached the door she brushed her lips over my cheek and said, "You've been a perfect gentleman." There was a hint of smirking humor in her voice and I felt something inside me twist and break. 
"Well, Angela, that's over!" I stated as I turned to her. I reached up with both hands and grabbed the biggest tits I had ever seen in a firm grip. "What do yo think you are doing," gasped Angela. "I'm doing what every red blooded man who has ever met you has wanted to do." I declared. There was no tremor in my voice and my gaze into her eyes was steady. "The safe word is 'platypus'. "What, what do you mean?" She asked. "Platypus. If you want me to stop you have to say that word. Nothing else will stop me." I responded as I kept manipulating her tits through her top. I could palm a basketball but I couldn't handle these jugs! "Now you just stop right now" she demanded. "You have no right to maul me here in my own living room!" She was staring up into my eyes. But she didn't step away from me. I didn't say anything. I just kept working over her breasts, kneading and squeezing. Palming the tip of one breast her nipple was punching into my palm. I pushed my hands together making her boobs bulge from her cleavage, then I lifted them from below, making them rise up until they were even with her chin. I ran my thumbs over her nipples time and again. "No! Don't! You have no right! Stop groping my chest!" There was no fire in her voice. She sounded like she was reading words from a script. I concentrated on her nipples for thirty second or so. Twisting and pinching both of them. Long enough for them to start to grow stiffer and to plump up even more under my fingers. They were of a size to match her boobs! And responsive too, I could tell. There was a little catch to Angela's breathing as she repeated that I should stop. "Oh, give it up!" I rapped. "All you cock teasers like to dress to flirt. Well, I like it too!" "No, I don't. I just like to be comfortable. I'm not, not a flirt." I didn't respond, I just kept up my manipulation of her breasts and nipples. After another couple of minutes squeezing her tits, pinching her nipples and bouncing her breasts up and down I reached out with both hands and pulled her blouse down below her breasts. "Wow! I thought sure you were wearing a bra!" They hung proudly between us. Jutting forward, they needed no support to maintain their magnificent shape. Truly, I had never seen anything like them. They projected out to each side of her body and far, far out in front of her. To my surprise, they hardly sagged at all! But still and all they were soft and malleable. Not at all like any of the enhanced women that I had dated in the past. I caught a momentary look of pride pass across her face before she repeated that I had to stop. Ignoring her meaningless babble I leaned in and began to tease and suck her nipples between my lips! "Oh, stop! You must stop! No! Don't! Stop! Don't suck me!" Her voice rose a little, but I thought it was more with excitement than anything else as I did what I wanted. A few more minutes and her voice was husky and breathy as she repeated that I should stop. Her hands were on my chest now but she wasn't trying to push me away. She was gently patting me as her voice protested and her body twisted from side to side as she subtly shifted my attention from one tit to the other. "Stop, please," she said again and again. "Don't. Please don't suck my other nipple." She would exclaim as she twisted in front of me. "I'm too sensitive! Don't do this, Oh, My God! Stop, I don't like this!" Her voice caught and I felt her body shiver and then stiffen as she moaned. "No, stop, don't stop! How can you do this to me?" I moved up and nuzzled her neck. I felt her boobs crush against me as I kissed and licked her shoulder and the nape of her neck. Her breathing was heavy. I slid one hand under her skirt to find a trickle of excitement sliding down her inner thigh. With a grunt of satisfaction, I twisted her around and face down over the arm of the living-room sofa. I kept one hand on the small of her back as I unzipped and lowered my pants. As I freed my rock hard dick I felt her begin to struggle weakly. "Just stay still, Angela. You are going to love this!" I whispered in her ear as I eased her thong to one side. Standing behind her I admired her slim waisted body before me. I could see her boobs to either side of her body. They mashed against the sofa cushion and spread out to the sides. Her feet, still in her heels, were inches off the floor and her wet pussy was right were I wanted it: right in front of my throbbing cock. As I pressed up against her I felt her body stiffen. And as the head of my dick slid into her soaking wet folds she groaned aloud. Slowly I forced my shaft deeper and deeper into her. She groaned and moaned, saying; "No, stop, you have no right, I hate you! I'll see you in jail. You can't be doing this!" But I was doing it and it was terrific. She was saying all the right things! "Stop, no, don't, stop, stop!" But her pussy was doing even better things! Her sopping wet pussy was squeezing and pulsing around my cock! She had a snapping pussy and whether under her control or not, her pussy was enjoying the hell out of what we were doing. And the deeper I went the more her pussy was enjoying it. As I passed the seven inch mark Angela stiffened again as she moaned, "No, please no more! I hate this!" then she went silent as her body proved her a liar by orgasming. She grunted and groaned for several seconds before becoming quiet. Her breath was coming in gasps as it took her several moments to regain her voice as I kept pumping away. "You have to stop! You can't keep doing this to me! Don't keeping driving your cock into me!" By this time I knew that I should do the opposite of what she was moaning so I just kept up the pace. The strokes were longer now, over nine inches were slamming into her on each stroke and each stroke was longer than the last! I could hear her groaning as I drove into her and moaning each time I pulled out. In between she was sobbing, "No! No! No!" Please stop!" Don't!" No More!" Ahhh!" Woof!" "Huh". Her ritualistic complaints were interrupted now and again as she shivered through another orgasm. I had counted about five and I was giving her foot long strokes when in the middle of another repetition of "Stop, stop, stop!" her voice cracked and she screamed! She quaked and shivered for over thirty seconds, then fell silent underneath me. She had fainted! It took her a couple of minutes to come to. I kept up my interest by sliding back and forth in her tight little pussy. Almost as soon as she came to her pussy was pulsing even more strongly than before. "Oh, you bastard! I hate you forever! I'll never forgive you for what you have done!" It might have meant more if she had not been pushing back at me as she was saying this. It was only a few more minutes before she was once more gurgling in pleasure, coming once again on my rock hard cock. And this time I was joining her! "Angela, I'm coming! Take it you cock teasing bitch!" As she jammed herself back against me I shoved every bit of my cock into her spasming cunt. Wet slapping sounds echoed in the room as we drove at each other as hard as we could. Finally I had emptied my balls. Fluids were running down her legs, as I pulled my pants back up. "You bastard. I'll get you for this!" she exclaimed as she slowly slid to the floor in front of the sofa. "You were great," I responded jovially, slapping her sharply on the butt. I buttoned and zipped up. "I look forward to the next time, you little cock teaser!" "Never," she moaned. "Never!" As I opened the front door I looked back. Angela was lying on her back, scooping the mixture of our fluids out of her cunt and sucking it off her fingers. There was a nasty smile on her face as she did so. "So much! How horrid! I don't believe he did that to me! Horrid man!" she moaned. It took hours for me to stop smiling! Cock Teasers Cumuppance Ch. 02 Chapter Two - Angela Remonstrates! "Big Tits, Big Dicks and Fantasy Fucking!" ( o)(o ) ( o)(o ) ( o)(o ) ( o)(o ) ( o)(o ) ( o)(o ) ( o)(o ) ( o)(o ) ( o)(o ) ( o)(o ) ( o)(o ) Three days after my encounter with the neighborhood cock teaser I was puttering around, trying to decide if I wanted to drive into Frisco to do some sightseeing or go north to the Blackhawk Museum to look at classic cars when the doorbell rang. Angela stood on the doorstep scowling at me when I opened door. "I need to talk to you," she snarled as she pushed past me into the foyer. "Please come in," I smiled as she turned to look at me. "I wanted to give you a chance to apologize for the other night before I call the police!" she said. "Well, that is nice of you." I responded. "Can I take your coat?" I offered. "If you will act like a gentleman" she responded as she started to doff her mid-length trench coat. As I took her coat it was all I could do not to laugh out loud! The woman who was expecting an apology before she called the police about our activities two nights ago was dressed even more provocatively than she had been then! I suspected that her visit might have another purpose than seeking an apology. Today she was wearing a bra. A low cut red lace bra under a super skin tight white top. I could tell it was red lace because the top was so tight it was almost sheer; the pattern was discernible and in places the top was being pulled so tight over her titanic bosom as to be on the point of shredding! I could tell that the low cut bra was too small as well. There were large of mounds of breast flesh squeezing out into an outstanding cleavage. This cleavage was showcased by the low cut nature of the top. In addition her bra peeked out above the top. The top clung to her body below her breasts for only an inch or two, revealing her navel and inches of torso below that before her denim mini skirt clung to her hips. As she walked ahead of me into the living room I was able to freely admire how far out to each side of her body her massive breasts stretched. They were visible outside of her arms! She was showing more boob from behind than most women could show from the front! The mini didn't do much to help cover her. It looked to be only about 10 inches in length! The bottom of her butt cheeks were alternately hidden and shown as she pranced in front of me. Her butt swayed side to side as she walked confidently on four inch heels. She paced back and forth in front of me as I sat on the couch. "Sorry about the mess, it's the maid's day off." I explained as I waved at the room. "Never mind about that. I want you to apologize and if I find it to be sincere and honest I may not go to the police about how you treated me the other night!" she said. She was going to wait 48 hours to report what had happened? Looking up at her as she spoke I admired the job being done by her immense bra. It looked capable of holding basketballs with room to spare. Nevertheless, those boobs shivered and swung as she moved. They surged up and down in time with her movements. It was an awe inspiring sight! And cock hardening, too! "The way you treated me the other night was unacceptable," she started as she paced back and forth in front of me. "Well, I'm sorry you feel that way," I responded as I rose from the couch. I picked up the necktie that was thrown over the arm of the sofa as I moved to stand by her. "Perhaps we should discuss what I could do differently that might more satisfy you. Though you did seem well satisfied when I left!" I leered at her as I stepped to her side. "You attacked me!" she said. But without much fire in her voice. More of a statement than an accusation. "Well, I did tell you how to stop it," I reminded her. "It's still 'platypus' by the way." As I said this I pulled her arms behind her. "What are you doing?" she asked as I wrapped the tie around her wrists a couple of times. All she had to do was pull her arms apart to free her self! Instead she pulled her shoulders back as if she was being tightly bound. Her breast surged forward and upward as she arched her back. I thought I could hear the cloth groan in protest as it was pulled ever tighter across her gigantic bust! I turned her to face the mirrored wall. "Look at yourself, Angela, look at yourself. How am I supposed to react when I see the largest, firmest, sexiest set of tits I have ever seen presented so well!" "I don't.... I never..." she started to stammer as I reached from behind her and gently cupped her bra encased breasts with both hands. I gently raised them a couple of inches before dropping them. Together we watched as they shivered to a stop. "These are so fine, Angela, so large! Larger than any other breasts I have ever seen! And so fine to feel! So squeezable, so firm, so soft! You must get a lot of compliments from all your lovers about these incredible breasts!" "No, it's not like that! I don't..." she ground to a halt as I continued to manipulate her bosom. "Of course you do, Angela," I continued. "You love to show off your amazing body to any man you meet!" I continued to lift and press her vast tits together, forcing more and more breast flesh into her cleavage. "Oh, God, no. Don't hurt me, don't do this!" she moaned as she leaned her head back to rest it on my chest. As she did so she again arched her back, emphasizing the staggering breadth of her oversized chest. She was watching thru half lidded eyes as I kept up my manipulation. Slowly, more and more breast flesh showed as I worked over her bra. I pressed both hands against her boobs. When I released my grip they sprang back almost making her lose her balance. Her breath was coming in gasps as she demanded that I stop in a soft, hesitant voice. "Stop. Please. No more. Don't pinch my nipples," she moaned. Taking that as a cue I did exactly that for the next couple of minutes. Working through her bra I pinched and pulled her nipples while she kept up a steady stream of moans and comments about how she didn't like it. I felt Angela's hands sweeping over my crotch as I kept working. They gripped the thick log and she shivered as she felt how solid, how large it had become. Her butt had begun to rock back and forth, pushing against me and causing her breasts to bob and sway continually. She moaned softly while running one hand up and down my shaft while the other groped for my testicles. As her hands felt my rapidly hardening cock she kept a running series of complaints saying; "No, please stop! Don't do this! Take your hands off my breasts!" "How dare you treat me like this!" At the same time she was running her hands from my crotch to the bulging head of my shaft which had reached complete hardness from her ministrations. Finally feeling the time was right, I reached below her breasts and began to work her top upward and over her breasts. Easier said than done! It was a real struggle to get the fabric over that imposing promontory! I almost despaired and was thinking to get scissors when I was finally successful. I'm pretty sure that Angela exhaled strongly to help! The reveal was amazing! Her breasts bulged out from under her bra in all directions! Huge mounds exploded from her cleavage while flesh also was escaping from the sides and bottoms! What ever size bra she had on it was clearly not up to the job! In passing I noticed that the bra was one of those that unclasped from the front. Hardware capable of dealing with a parachute held those massively enormous cups together! I kept up with my massage. Her bra was clearly failing to keep control of the surging, massively mobile, breasts that Angela had somehow managed to corral into the inadequate cups joined by a single clasp. I mashed her tits toward her chest with my forearms as I reached deep, deep into her cleavage. My arms almost disappeared from view as I fumbled with the clasp that was holding her bra on. As I slowly pulled the cups apart Angela shivered her torso making her inestimable breasts quiver in response. Her nipples were standing erect and quivering as if asking for more attention. My hands were on auto pilot now as they moved back to knead both tits. I was loving the firmness and how malleable they were. No matter how hard I gripped them Angela just moaned in response. I would mash them against her chest and then unclamp them. They would shake for a few moments and the image of my grip would fade as blood flowed back into her incredible mams. A rosy hue was suffusing her entire chest as we stood in front of the mirror. Occasionally she would remember to protest but it was perfunctory. I brushed my lips across Angela's neck nibbling lightly as I continued to pleasure her breasts and nipples with both hands. Angela was breathing hard now, panting, groaning, her voice rising and falling in pitch. "Please, please," she panted. I don't think even she knew if she was asking me to stop or not. And I wasn't going to stop! In fact I moved to level up. Slowly I reached down with one hand and reached under the hem of her skirt. There was only about two inches between her hem and her pussy. A pussy which was wet! As I played with her pussy I could hear liquid squelching sounds as her juices slid down my fingers, across my palm and onto my wrist before cascading off onto the carpet! I slid one finger past her thong and deep into her as she turned her head and whispered in my ear. "Oh, you bastard! How can you treat me like this?" I felt her tongue quickly swipe across my ear as her spoke. "Angela, we both know you love it. It's why you came here this morning. I bet you stayed up late playing with yourself thinking about today, didn't you? Or did you wait until you were in the shower this morning before you fingered yourself? How many times did you cum? Two? Three? More?" I was softly chuckling as I spoke. She was so transparent. And so needy! "Bastard, you don't know...! I hate you! Why can't you treat me like a lady? Please..." her voice died away as she groaned once more. "You would really hate it if I treated you like a lady!" I exclaimed. "You're enjoying this way to much! I'm treating you like a hot, horny, cock teaser, which is what you are!" "Look in that mirror. Does that look like a lady to you? Look how flushed she is! Look how she's pressing against the man behind her! That is one hot, horny cock teaser isn't it?" "No. No. No." she moaned. "I'm not a tease. I'm not. I'm...." she had to stop to catch her breath. "Time to treat you right," I growled and pushed her toward the sofa. I grabbed her wrists and pulled them above her head and rewrapped the tie. As she fell onto the sofa I draped the other end of the tie around the floor lamp. Again Angela acted as if she was tightly constrained although the slightest effort would have freed her instantly. I stood over her deciding what to do next. As I regarded her stretched out on the sofa with her arms stretched above her head she rolled from side to side as if trapped. Her immensities slowly slid across her chest coming to rest briefly before rebounding the other way. It was a cock hardening sight! It seemed that Angela was absolutely incapable of not showing off! Sliding out of my clothes, I stretched out on top of her as she moaned. Whether in protest or not was unclear. I knew she could feel my rock hard cock on her thighs as I gently manipulated her breasts. I started by licking and sucking lightly. Using both hands I propped up one breast and blew across her nipple which at once hardened in response. I sucked it hard and pushed it up to her mouth. "Suck it, you tease!" I instructed. "Oh, please," she moaned as she licked her lips. "Oh, don't..." Her voice died away as she wrapped her lips around the inch long nip. She was sucking hard as I moved down over her stomach and settled between her thighs. She came three times in the next twenty minutes. Once she lost her grip on her nipple so I pushed the other tit into her mouth - she seemed to like that as her groans, moans and other sounds kept rising and falling. The cushion underneath her ass would have to be replaced or dry cleaned at the least there was so much liquid soaking into it! I rose up, wiping my mouth on the back of my hand. As she watched with eyes that glittered with lust I pumped my dick back to full strength. "It's time for some mutual fun now," I exclaimed. I slapped her pussy lips with the shaft of my cock causing her to jump a little. Before she had a chance to settle down I was slipping the head between her lips and quivering it up and down in preparation of penetration. I slid the first few inches into her swampy cunt. I could feel her pulsing and clasping as I drove deeper and deeper. "Oh, God, no! Please not again. You have to stop. No, no, no." The words were right but the tone was flat and listless. She put no effort into it at all now. I settled into a regular rhythm. As more and more of my prick entered her I could feel her cunt gripping and releasing me. Slowly she built up speed before she shrieked in climax as I bottomed out. Her protests died out as we kept up our pace. Her pelvis was pushing back at me, her boundless bosom bounced and shivered between us. I would from time to time hunch up and capture a nipple which always would cause her to catch her breath and moan in response. The harder I suckled, the more she liked it. Not that you would know from her on and off comments about how wrong this was, how I should stop, that she hated me. Blah, blah, blah! Her legs were pulled up and her ankles joined behind me as we rocked back and forth. No matter what her mouth said, her body was yelling for more! Her pelvis hunched and rocked as I reached up and released her hands. Immediately she pulled me even closer. Almost accidently our lips met and she crammed her tongue into my mouth while moaning rhythmically. Her hands were pulling at my back and groping my ass as we fucked. I'm not sure how many times she had climaxed but when she cried out and slumped beneath me I took the chance to slowly slide out from between her legs. I rose up and straddled her breasts. Looking down at her, her eyes shut, tears leaking down into her hair I waited while she recovered. "What..." she stumbled, looking up at me. Rather, she was looking at the rock hard dick that was poised above her. Her eyes followed it as it jumped and twitched, I was right on the verge of cumming on to her face. "Oh, no, no, no! Not that! I'm a lady! You can't ... you wouldn't!" DId I detect an element of eagerness in her voice? Gently I began tapping her forehead with my dickhead. My dick was at full length now. I shifted back and smeared it across her lips. As I did she licked her lips and the underside of my cock. "You can't," she repeated. "Just because you have the biggest," her tongue peeked out and slathered my shaft with saliva, "the biggest dick," her pursed lips moved up and down as she lifted her head "the longest," another lap of her tongue, "hardest," her mouth nursed the tip of my dick, "thickest, longest cock I've ever seen, doesn't' mean you can force me to worship..." her voice trailed off. "Oh, God," she moaned as she moved to again ingest my cockhead into her mouth. Her hands were clasped to my ass cheeks, pulling me deeper into mouth. Muffled sounds accompanied by liquid noises leaked from her mouth. I sped up my stroking, faster, faster. "Oh, you magnificent cock-teaser! I'm going to drown you in spunk, are you ready for it?" I didn't get any response. Her eyes were closed as she slurped on the first few inches of my cock. Her fingers clenched into my butt tighter. "Huh! Huh! Huh!" I started spurting strongly and Angela's eyes snapped open as she swallowed. Her tongue squirmed on the underside of my cockhead urging more and more cum from my dick. As my ejaculation slowed I pulled back but Angela kept her lips locked behind the ridge of my cock head. Her pointy tongue dug into my slit as her hands replaced mine. She carefully coaxed the last of the sperm from my balls. And used both thumbs to coax it down the long tube on the underside of my shaft as it began to loose heft. When she had gotten all there was to be had she placed her hands on my stomach and made a token effort to move me off of her. I was completely drained so I moved to sit beside her as she stretched out on the sofa. "Well, was that treatment more acceptable?" I asked. It took her a moment to catch her breath. "I can't believe you did that! You horrid, horrid man! No one has ever done anything like that to me before!" She took a deep breath which did interesting things to her boobs. I cupped the outer curves of both and pushed them together. Her cleavage seemed to be several feet deep. Her nipples were still prominent and I took a moment to tease them which cause her to catch her breath. She didn't resist. Her eyes were on my hands as I gently moved her boobs all over her chest. "You loved every minute of it, Angela. You talk all the time about not liking it but admit it, you love teasing men. You love watching them tenting their pants while you flaunt your huge jugs and long legs. The clothes you wear, the way you wear them. The way you move, the way you talk. It all comes together to make men lust after you." "No, I'm a good girl. I'm not a tease," she exclaimed. "I don't do those nasty things you say!" As she spoke her boobs shivered and shook. Every little movement was magnified, just inhaling and exhaling caused interesting effects. "Well, we could talk about this all afternoon, I suppose, but I have a better idea." As I spoke I leaned over and started licking her nipples. Angela rested her hand on my chest as if to push me away but put no pressure into it. I just kept doing what I was enjoying with her rapidly stiffinging nub. "You should stop," she gasped. "You have to stop!" A few moments later I felt her hand slide down until it was lightly stroking my dick.