Daisy

The next day, I decided to confront her. So you wanna fuck my boyfriend, huh? Why? You can have any guy you want! She just smiled and said, "You can watch honey." My anger turned into an embarrassing excitement. "That just turned you on. How pathetic." She walked away shaking her ass. She was right. As jealous as I was, the thought of them fucking turned me on.

Me and my boyfriend got into a big fight later. "I know you want to sleep with her! Why don't you?! Our sex life sucks!" And it did. We hadn't had sex in a month. "Maybe this will be good for us," he said sheepishly. You know you haven't exactly been available for me lately. I'm fucking her tonight. You can watch."

I was horrified. I stood there with my mouth open. "Watch?" Were through, I said. But what the hell? I'll watch. Why not." I said it, but i felt like I was dying inside. It felt like someone punched me. I knew I was no competition for her. Her and her big tits.

That night, we met up at her place. I don't know why I went. Something to prove, I guess. Well, we're all talking about the breakup, and she's getting us drunk. Everything was normal then all the sudden I look over and she's got her top off. I hung my head in embarrassment. My own tits were so small. She stands up and sits on his lap, smashing her boobs in his face.

"You can fuck my tits, she says to him, flashing a grin at me. I know you haven't done that in awhile." She was right. He hadn't. I felt jealousy and envy overcome me. I was also extremely turned on at the same time. I tried not to show it.

"You wanna watch while I titfuck him? I'll show you how it's done." His face lit up in excitement as she got on her knees and rubbed lotion on her breasts. He sat up, eager. "You can help," she said, pointing to me. "How?" I asked, not wanting to show excitement. "Hold them for me. And watch as I make him cum." I got up and did what she asked. She was so commanding.

I held her boobs and started moving them on his dick. He groaned. Moaned. All the things he never did with me. He thrusted himself between her boobs going in and out. It was hypnotic. My jealousy turned to excitement. Her tits were firm yet so big. His dick disappeared between them. After two minutes of holding her boobs I felt Jim quiver. He moaned her name loudly. "Fuck that was amazing. Your little tits never made me cum that hard."

She cleaned him up with her soft towel and kissed him. He could barely speak. She didn't bother getting redressed as she brought our shoes out to us. "I'm tired. You guys can go. Let's do this again sometime. Let your man feel what real tits are, and he'll never want to break up again. All you have to do is let him have what he needs." "She's right. I need tits in my life. You don't have em. Whenever I need them I'll come here and we'll live happily ever after. That is, if you still want to." "I don't know, I'll have to think about it. My Christian upbringing said this was wrong. But there was something happening I couldn't explain. I'd never been so turned on in my life. I didn't want to give it up. "Okay, I said. You can have her when you need her. I know you need real boobs. We'll be back, I said to her, smiling. We gathered our weed and left.

The End

I am married to a man who gets hard even just by thinking about big boobs and who enjoys pointing out which women he'd like to titfuck in public to me.

When im lucky it's with words, when he wants to tease me he hugs me, grinding his hard cock on my ass deluding me it's for me then points out the superior women.

We were out with a friend of mine and we all have a nice feeling, and she has big boobs that she loves to show off.

We come back home, break out the wine and we're sitting on the sofa and hanging out. They start flirting while ignoring me on the couch.

When things start getting heated they are kissing and my head gets pushed down by husband and he unbuckles his pants revealing his cock which had been hard all evening.

He forces my head down his cock while he kisses and fondles her huge breasts. She was extremely turned on by his attention and how he ravaged her, and they kept kissing for what seemed like an eternity.

He gave her all the attentions he doesn't give me as he usually just fucks my throat. I do not deserve these attentions and neither does my pussy.

While I'm sucking, mad and aroused by jealousy, he takes a hand off her boob to push my head down his cock and came down my throat forcing me to swallow. When he's done they both laugh and she jumps on to his dick to fuck. He buries his head between her tits and tells her how hot and perfect she is.

The End

These types of dresses have become very popular lately especially among very busty ladies. It is so unfair they get to flaunt their beautiful bodies while us flatties are left with horny men who cannot stop looking or thinking about their tits.

My boyfriend has a habit of hugging me from behind, whispering in my ear which woman he'd likes, grinding his hard cock on my ass and telling me what he'd like to do to her. It usually involves something like titifucking her with the dress on and cumming all over her nipples, and then fucking her while still hard. He reminds me how I will never turn him on like that, so he makes sure to absorb the mental image of her, or take pictures, and if I'm lucky I make it home or to the car before he throat fucks me.

I am humiliated to admit that sometimes when he grinds or whispers into my ear I cum just by rubbing my legs together as he refuses to fuck me, so I am very horny. He makes fun of me for that and says how pathetic I am.

It all started when I got cheated on and realized I liked it. I'm sorta embarrassed about them? Idk. I'm pretty used to my boobs.