CANTALOUPE CLUB GIRL
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Nov 24th, 2008 |
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My nipples were stiff and tingling, and my huge, 39DD jugs were bouncing and jiggling sensuously under my thin, see-thru top as I walked into the door of the exclusive “Tit-Fucker’s Club”. The beautiful, big-bosomed woman who greeted me at the door and led me inside said, “You look great, but I have to measure your bust with the tape. No women under a 38DD are admitted. It’s the rule. The men pay a lot of money to join this Tit-Fucking Club, and they expect only the prettiest women with the best breasts. Their desire is for a woman to be able to wrap her tits completely around their cocks. I’m sure you won’t have any difficulty doing that, but I still have to check. You do know that the only sexual act permitted here is tit-fucking, don’t you?” I nodded. The man who’d invited me to this exclusive underground swing club had told me about the rules when he’d picked me up in a crowded bar for a hot fuck two nights earlier. We went to my place, and after he fucked my tits and blasted off between them and all over my nipples, he told me that it was the only safe-sex club in the city, and that the only sex act that was allowed was tit-fucking. It was a true breast-lover’s paradise! He described to me in lewd, lurid, exciting detail the wild and crazy tit-sex that went on there, too! Well, I am a sucker for a man who loves to fuck my tits. I simply adore having my breasts fucked, and although I hadn’t gone with him to the club that night, I’d spent the next 48 hours since wondering what I’d missed. Now I was here, and very anxious to see what a real, live sex club was really like, particularly one that catered exclusively to breast-loving men who loved to tit-fuck their women! My panties were a lready soaking wet in anticipation of getting my boobs and my nipples royally screwed all night! I was more than ready to have my tits covered in cum! “Strip,” the woman said. I did, my hands already shaking from excitement. Because I was already excited, my honeydew-melon boobs were swollen painfully. My three-inch wide aureolas had crinkled all up with lust, and my high-riding, perky pink nipples were sticking way out. The woman caressed my nipples accidentally-on-purpose as she adjusted the tape measure around my naked boobs. Of course, I passed. With my 39DD’s, I had more that enough breast flesh to engulf a man’s hot, throbbing boner! After all, I’d smothered every man’s boner with my boobs since my first fuck, when my then boyfriend showed me how to use my tits on his cock to make him explode.



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