Obsessed with Big Breasts Part 1 - Sex Stories

Obsessed with Big Breasts Part 1

I’ve always been fascinated with women’s breasts. A nice ass, long legs and pretty face can always get my motor running but nothing works better for me than a tight top with lots of cleavage. In fact it’s seeing them encased in a bra, camisole or low cut shirt that excites me more than just a naked set of big tits. I constantly wonder what my cock would feel like between each set I see. I wonder what they would feel like in my hands and I want to see my seed covering them. I’d rather cum on a woman’s tits than any other part of their body which I’m know frustrates my wife sometimes. I have been with the same woman for a long time and my wife has what most people would consider average size breasts. She knows I love breasts and she has certainly caught me on more than one occasion staring at other woman’s tits. I’ve tried many times to cum on my wife while she is still wearing her shirt but she always protested against it claiming that she had just washed it. I always feel that our sex is planned and contrived. It always the same basic love making and she doesn’t want to try new or outside the lines of just lying on the bed like a plank of wood. I love my wife very much but my obsession was about to get me in trouble. Our office was developing a rather large marketing campaign and I now had to train two well-endowed girls straight out of University named Lynn and Sara. These two girls couldn’t be anymore unlike each other if they tried. Sara was Italian with dark skin, dark ...

... eyes, long flowing black hair and wore tight revealing clothing. For her first day of training she had on a tight short skirt, a deep cut blouse extenuating her cleavage with what seemed to be D size beauties. She came off as very confident, sexual and knew how to use her good looks to her advantage. If she was sitting she made it a point to have her skirt ride up to show the top of her stockings or if she was standing she always leaned forward to show off her large tits. It wasn’t difficult to get aroused when she was in the room. Lynn for some reason was even more intriguing which was strange as she really came off very much a nerd. She looked like she had never been out in the sun she was so pale and I’ve never seen a woman in her 20’s covered up as much as she did. She wore dress pants that were too big, loose long-sleeved tops buttoned up right to the neck, glasses from the 60’s and what looked like orthopedic shoes. Her hair was short but had very little style which matched her personality. She was obviously not confident as she spoke like a mouse, fidgeted like a nervous wreck and was very clumsy. What was so interesting was the fact that she seemed to have double D size tits that were tightly squeezed into a bra three sizes too small just waiting to be set free. As the weeks of training past, my fantasies went into overdrive. I would think about each set of tits individually and then start to wonder about them together as two pairs. I would picture both women on their ...