Dropping down to kneel with his legs on either side of her torso, his hard-on thrust out straight and strong from his groin, bobbing in the air only inches over her heaving breasts. Fumbling about in the pile of spilled dairy products on the table, he finally found the small carton he had been looking for. "Do it for me, Carol," he whispered hoarsely, handing the small container to his eager lover.
Carol grinned lasciviously and reached up one slender hand to grasp his hot cock, and Chester groaned at the pleasure of a touch other than his own on his aroused prick for the first time in over a week.
Dipping her fingers into the box he had handed her, she brought her hand out with her fingers dripping with soft butter, and began to rub the warm oily goo up and down his shaft, greasing every inch of it. Chester moaned in pleasure as she stroked and jerked on his cock, working the warm butter into the flesh. He always left out a small box every night before his visit to her home, getting it ready for just this moment.
As Carol worked on slick erring up his cock, Chester leaned forward to scoop up a thick dollop of butter in his own hand and began to deftly smooth this into the deep cleavage of her boobs. For a few seconds neither said a word, just sighing softly as they massaged each other's flesh. Then, with a few final strokes along his shaft, Carol guided the long meaty pole down to rest in the greasy valley between her breasts. She loved to watch the look of pure bliss that always crossed over Chester's face as, with his cock resting on her chest, she slid her hands to the sides of her massive tits and then slowly squeezed them together, completely enveloping his stiff cock in hot tit-flesh.
"Ooooohhh, Carol my love, that is ssssooooo nice!" the milkman sighed happily, wiggling his butt slightly as he settled more comfortably onto her torso, his butt sitting gently just below her breasts, still keeping most of his weight on his knees. He rode his cock up further between her tits, pulling back slightly to bury the fat crown completely in her compressed flesh, and letting the oozing juices already dripping from his cock-slit to pool at the peak of her cleavage, his own personal bit of lubricate to the act.
"Fuck me, Chester," Carol cooed seductively. "Fuck my big tits, lover!"
Chester felt a lustful shiver travel all the way up his spine at her words. He didn't know what he had done to luck into meeting and making it with such a tit-man's dream, but he prayed he'd never do anything to lose her! Opening his eyes he looked down at the sight of his prick swallowed up by those succulent, soft mounds of meat, and putting his hands over Carol's, squeezed in even harder as he began to slowly rock his hips back and forth.
Carol looked down eagerly to watch as the head of his cock popped out and then disappeared back into the crease between her boobs. Here it was not even eight in the morning and so far she had done just about everything except get fucked in her cunt. But she didn't care, she knew that would come later. For now she enjoyed getting it on with Chester, and even more so this morning, as she knew from experience what it meant when he had gone a week without getting his rocks off. Her mouth watered as she got ready for the main event!
"Oh, booby-doll, titty-lover…" Chester moaned over and over, beads of sweat breaking out on his forehead as his thrusts between her tits grew stronger and more urgent, his balls pulling up almost painfully tight against the base of her breasts on each hard-driving thrust forward. The incredible friction of tit-flesh to cock meat set his whole body on fire, the warm butter having served to slicken the start of the tit fuck having now been worn away so that it was almost purely flesh to flesh. It all grew quickly to be too much for the tit-loving man to hold back any longer.
"Baby! Here it comes!! Get ready!!" he shouted, and Carol slid her hands out from under his, letting him sink his fingers directly into the firm flesh of her giant boobs, content now to lie back and let him fuck away at her tits. She slid her arms around his hips and cupped his buttocks, feeling them clenched up tightly as his climax exploded.
"Cream me, lover!!Cream me!!" she shouted happily as she felt both the tightness of his ass and the sudden jerking of his balls against the bottom of her tits. His cock was shoved up all the way to her tit flesh, so that the bright purple-flushed tip expanded out of her cleavage, only inches from her face. And even as she moved her eyes to it, Carol saw huge gouts of creamy white jizz begin to spurt from the slit.
Chester groaned and grunted and humped her tits furiously as he came, his tit-fucking thrusts becoming more and more furious even as he climaxed. After a week without release his load seemed to be endless, and his first powerful bursts shot completely over the beautiful woman's face to splatter against the wall over her head, where they dripped down slowly in thick, vicious wads. The rest of the jet of cum fell into her blonde hair and across one cheek. But this was quickly followed by more and more spurts, and Carol opened her mouth wide, making it a target for his climactic bursts.
"Yeah, that's it!" Chester said between teeth gritted against the almost agonizing pleasure of his orgasm. "Drink my spunk, baby! Drink up all my cock milk!"
Carol lashed her tongue about as the milkman rained spurt after steamy spurt of his tangy jizz onto her face and neck, lapping up every stray drop she could reach, swallowing the hot load happily.
As the strength of his ejaculation slowly subsided and length of his spurts lessened, the final few gobs were simply pumped out to pool at the top of her tits. With a long sigh of satisfaction Chester released his grip on her tits and pulled his prick free, the entire length a bright red, rubbed raw with the intense friction of their bizarre fuck.
Reaching up quickly to grasp the still throbbing prick in both her hands, Carl squeezed at it, dragging her fingers along the length from root to crown, urging out every last drop of creamy jizz, and aiming the fat head at first one fat nipple and then the other to deposit a thick dollop of spunk on each one.
"Shit, yeah!" Chester moaned as Carol cupped one of her tits and guided his cock down onto the hard nipple, literally shoving the stiff little nipple into the slit in the end of his prick. This was a trick she knew would set him off again, and suddenly his prick gave another jerking lurch and gushed out with a new load of cock cream. This second and last discharge was so strong that it drooled down the curve of her breast in a heavy flow to drip down to the tile floor.
Carol scooped up as much of his jizz as she could from her skin and slipped her fingers into her mouth, licking them clean. Then she grasped his cock firmly and pulled it up to her waiting wet lips, to lick and lash at the entire slowly wilting length, cleaning it of every last trace of man juice.
"Damn, Carol, it just gets better and better every time!" Chester grasped as he gave a few leisurely strokes of his cock in and out of her mouth.
Carol licked her pink lips as she finally relinquished his cock, and reached down to gently massage the sticky residue of his climax into the flesh of her titties. V
The horny milkman grinned and joined her in massaging his own juice into her skin, until the flesh glowed like it had been oiled. Then leaning over he kissed each erect nipple in turn before heaving himself to his feet and struggling back into his clothing.
"So, now that I've delivered the cream, what else do you need until next week?" he asked with a lewd grin.
CHAPTER THREE
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