Perfect Girlfriend Juice, Ch. 03 (Epilogue) - Sex Stories

Perfect Girlfriend Juice, Ch. 03 (Epilogue)

... speak and he would realize that it was Alani's voice, or when he would put his hand on her body and feel Alani’s unfamiliar but very appealing curves, that Jack would remember what had happened.

Still, Alani was patient with him, and it wasn't too much longer before Jack allowed himself to lean over and give her pillowy lips a soft kiss. It was somehow just as warm and intimate as he'd remembered with Carol, and before Jack knew it they were necking like they had when they were back in college. When he slid his hand up her waist, however, intending to cup her breast, he froze once again as he remembered what they could do to him.

"Honey, I can tell how badly you want to fuck me right now, so I think it's high time I put these babies to work," Alani laughed as she pulled up her loose t-shirt, exposing the enticing, fleshy globes hanging off her chest before Jack could make himself look away. To be honest, he wasn't sure he wanted to look away, and even though he remembered how strong his reaction to them had been just a short while ago, when they were still clothed even, the idea of hypnotic tits just seemed so ridiculous...

But now they were out and dangling in his face in all of their pale, heavy glory. All doubt and uncertainty fled his mind, and all he could think about was how badly he wanted to get his hands on them. Alani was more than happy to oblige, and then Jack was hefting her boobs in his hands, feeling their surprising weight and how soft and round and ...

... bouncy and perfect they were. He loved everything about them, the way they hung off Alani's chest, their large, dark areolas and thick, large, protruding nipples; he couldn't help but run his thumbs over them, watching in fascination as they stiffened and hardened under his touch, and Alanis across the city moaned in pleasure as that tingle traveled straight from her sensitive tits down to her slutty pussy.

Jack knew that they were the exact same tits that he'd seen earlier that day in his office as Alani had seduced him, but while he remembered how much he'd wanted them then, it was clear that something about them was different now, and that the effect was

so

much stronger when they were fully uncovered, so lickable, suckable,

fuckable

.

Without noticing, Jack had slowly started leaning Alani backwards onto the extra-wide chaise section of the couch and preparing to mount her, his cock already hard and eager, but still trapped in his pants as he helplessly continued to grope and squeeze Alani's massive chest. Alani silently thanked Carol for inadvertently giving her this hypnotic power over her husband, and then deftly unfastened Jack's pants and boxers so that his cock could go where they both needed it to.

Unlike Carol ten years ago, Alani hadn't worn anything under her oversized t-shirt. Still fully absorbed by her tits, Jack hadn't noticed the nakedness of the lower half of her body, and his cock soon nestled comfortably into the gap between Alani's ...