Oh, you naughty boy. Jack stares at my soaked bralette, licking his lips. "Can I?" He seems unsure of himself, as if this is almost too freaky for him. And it is a little strange but dammit, my chest feels so tight and the pressure building up in my breasts is becoming unbearable. The weight isn't so bad but I'm gonna have to let some of this stuff go soon or I might burst. I lean back on the picnic table's bench, opening myself to Jack. "Be my guest, Jacky." He swings his leg over the bench so we're both straddling the seat. He slides forward and rests one hand on my waist to get comfortable. Using the other one, he peels the exhausted fabric of my wet bralette back exposing my giant right breast to him. Without the bra's full support, the left breast falls out too, leaving me drenched in milk and top less in the breeze. The beads of milk on me send chills down my everywhere as the warm summer breeze passes over us.
He sees me shiver. "Are you okay? Is this too weird?"
For a moment, I snap out of my cloud of tingliness and look at him straight in his eyes. "Jacky, I sucked your dick on a boat ride withough knowing your name. And we almost had sex up against the snack tent. We don't exactly have a line." The tightness get more uncomfortable. "Now suck my tits before I explode." I rest my head back and close my eyes, waiting for his touch.
Still nervous, Jack slowly reaches out and holds the bottom of my left breast in his hand, weighing and juggling it around in his fingers. "These really are full. And big. And plump." He starts to drool as more pink fluid drips from the tap at his touch. Before I can tell him to hurry up, Jack pulls me close to him by my waist, slamming pur bodies together on the bench. He still holds my breast in his hand and now his massive dong is pressed up between our bodies. At the hard contact he squirms obviously under his own sexual pressure to act quickly. He lifts my aching nipple to his mouth and licks some of the excess milk off of me. "Babe, oh babe." He moans out of my view. "What? What is it?"
He lifts his head from my nipple, a look of pure ecstasy on his face. "You have the best damn milkshake I've ever tasted." He goes back down to my dripping breast and starts to drink from the source. The touch of his lips and tongue fondling me as his hand massages more out of me is amazing but the release of all that built up liquid feels even better. The tightness does go down on the boob Jack is suckling but the other still feels extremely stretched. "Baby, I'm happy you like this so much but could you give the other one some attention?" Jacky still dazed by my strawberry confection, gets off and latches onto my right one. And again he nearly drives me to the moon. And with his giant penis nestled between us, I can tell this is doing wonders for him too. It quivers with every rub on our shirts and precum starts to soak through his underwear. All of this hot energy he is giving off is starting affect me too. It starts with a little swaying of my hips, and then I flex my giant booty. He notices the extra movement and slides his one hand down from my hips to hold on tighter. He squeezes me through my shorts and he starts to go even harder on my cans. I start to feel undeniable fire down below and I grind on the bench with only my shorts between me and actual wood. We stay groping and sucking for a few minutes before his dick springs forth from his underwear, his bare manhood making contact with the sweaty skin of my stomach and underboob. Jake doesn't waste any time as he stops sucking on my breast and starts to unzip my shorts. He looks at me with wild and wanting eyes. "I need you. Now" he says in a low heavy breath. He pulls my shorts open and stands up to position himself above me, forcing me to lay back onto the bench. He only pauses for a brief moment to look me over before slamming down into my mouth and new vagina.
While I've had sex with girls before when I was a guy, it's completely different from the other side. Everything just lights up and Jack is so commanding that I feel like I can only breathe because he breathes. I move because he moves. Part of it is because his massive shaft is technically impaling me, but it doesn't even hurt. We feel like one solid movement instead of me shoving my dick in someone a few times. Tasting my own breast-milkshake is a little weird, but Jack was right -- I do taste good. The cool strawberry mixed with warm saltiness of his mouth does wonders to a girl.
I keep grinding into him unable to control my hips and my hands find holds around his neck to bring our bodies and our kiss closer. He slaps my ass a few times and keeps riding me each time making me moan. He starts to moan in me too. Soon the immense build up pays off for both of us as we reach our peak and climax. I clamp down and squeeze every last ounce of him out of his industrial size tube of manpaste. He collapses on top of me... well, onto my massive pillows and we lay there for a second, still connected and still panting. Only a second though before our combined weight is too much me and the girls to hold and we all fall off the bench and onto the grass, this time with me on top of him. We laugh and he cradles me in his arms. I giggle silently to myself before I slip away into a nap.
My milkshake ended up bring a boy to the yard.