Dude laid on his back, waiting for that woman to get out of that bathroom and crawl up beside him.  He was already stripped down to his boxers, groping himself through the fabric in anticipation.  He’d cut on the VCR when she entered the bathroom, thinking it was the tape that she had been recording COPS episodes on, only to be met with the copy of Throbbin’ Hood that she’d left inside.  He didn’t watch much of it, just enough to get him excited.  He had a bit of throbbing wood of his own that he needed her to take care of.

Soon enough, she stepped into the bedroom.  When she laid down beside him, his hand immediately slipped under that oversized t-shirt of hers.  Fingertips only traced the lace of the panties beneath before her hand popped his.

“Nope,” she said.  “Not tonight.”

Dude huffed like a petulant child and sat up in bed.

“Why the fuck not?”

“I’m on the rag, jackass,” she said.

“Never fucking stopped you before,” he mumbled.

“Yeah, well.  It’s stopping me tonight.”

He dropped back down on the bed, folding his arms.  Great.  Now she was acting like a little blood was enough to ward him off.  He’d never get any sleep tonight if he didn’t do something about his boner.

“Can you at least suck me off or something?” bargained Dude.  He could feel the roll of her eyes even with her facing away from him.  He wasn’t giving up though.  “It’s your fault, honey.  Leaving pornos in the VCR for me to stumble upon.”

“Ughhh, fine.”

She pulled herself upright only to drop to her knees on the floor.  She tugged her shirt off and tossed it onto the bed.  Not that he was complaining, but he didn’t understand why a blowjob required her to strip down.

“What are you doing?”

“I already brushed my teeth,” she said.  “And I don’t feel like doing all that.  I’ll let you fuck my tits though.”

Dude blinked.  It took a second before he processed what she’d said.  It was an offer he’d never been given.  His eyes dropped from her face down to her chest to admire her huge naturals.  He sat up himself, scooched to the edge of the mattress, then pushed his boxers down with his thumbs.  His erection stood in attention, eager for the pillowy pleasure it was about to receive.  She stood on her knees and let her breasts rest on his lap.  Hands came up to cup either side, enveloping him in her warm, plush flesh.

“Shit,” he whispered, almost in reverence.  “This is kinda nice.”

Laughter bubbled up in her throat.  “Already?  We haven’t even done anything yet.”

“Suppose so.”  He looked down at her, on her knees for him, dick buried in her boobs.  His own hands came up to replace hers.  After giving them a squeeze, he pushed them closer together.  “… Do I just?”

“Rut into them or something,” she instructed.  “I don’t mind cockwarming, but being down here is going to get old quick.”

“Right…”

As pleasant as it was to just nestle his cock against her chest, she had a point.  She didn’t want to be down there all night and he was ready to get on with the show.  He followed her lead and began to rock his hips back and forth.  Damn, that felt good.  Way better than it had any right to feel.  He was already leaking from the sneak peek he had earlier, so his precum did a good job lubing up her cleavage.  There was no resistance as he rocked up into the tits.  While holding her assets in place, his thumbs stroked her nipples.  They pebbled under the pads of his fingers.  Everything about this was erotic to him.

“You gonna be mad if I cum on you?” he asked, to which she shrugged.

“Figured it came with the territory.”

That was good, because he was about to blow and didn’t want her bitching him out for not warning her.  He almost felt bad that she’d just gotten out of the shower just to have to walk back in there and wipe herself off after emptying his balls on her…. Almost.  He was more preoccupied with his pleasure.

Dude eventually quit thrusting upwards to let his hands and her breasts do the work instead, jerking himself off with them.  Each stroke of his dick along the valley of her chest inched him closer to release.  He could feel the tell-tale twitch of impending climax and tried to pace himself to enjoy this while it lasted.  Who knew when he’d get this opportunity again?  He wanted to make it count.

“You’re enjoying yourself,” she noted.  He responded with a quick bob of his head.  “Thought you were more of an ass man.”

“Still am,” he muttered, not taking his eyes away from the mesmerizing jiggling flesh.  “Gotta say, this is a close second…”

Silence fell between them again as he turned all his focus back on the task at hand.  He swore he could feel her heartbeat against his shaft.  If he were the romantic type, that might have meant something to him.  But tonight?  The sensation of the steady thumps was more tantalizing than any intimacy it implied.

As tempting as it was to drag this out all night, he knew he didn’t have it in him.  He’d resorted to a combination of grinding his member against her boobs and clenching his dick between them.  A few sloppy thrusts later, he came with a mighty spasm that coated her sternum with his sticky release.  His grip on her tits remained as he rode out the aftershocks, only loosening his hold when he started to grow flaccid.  Panting, he let go, looking down at the mess he’d made of her.  The sight was almost enough to trigger a second wave.  He didn’t know why it took her so long to offer herself to him like this, but he couldn’t wait for this time next month.