Weekend Boredom - Sex Stories

Weekend Boredom

I hate weekends.

The weekdays are so full of fun, things to look forward to, excitement, naughty thoughts, lustful behaviour and orgasms to die for, from a lover that can't get enough of my teenage body, complete with blossoming tits that just keep growing.

At the moment my head is cocked to one side as I look out of the bedroom window and up into the trees that coat the mountainside. Birds of prey circle in the distance, their eagle eyes scouting the ground for easy prey, a bit like my fingers circling my nipples sending throbbing vibes down to my clit. I know that's where my fingers are going to end up, deep inside my sopping wet cunt, circling my juicy lips before they attack my clit with eager abandonment.

My eyelids are heavy as I watch the wind caress the tops of the trees. I can feel an intense throbbing in my nipples as I flick them both at the same time. My cunt aches for attention. Tingling. Urging me to hurry up. It can fucking wait because if there’s one thing my lover has taught me, that is to spend as much time on your tits as you can.

That’s when the squeaky noise of the bed springs and softer banging of the headboard starts from next door. Mum and dad having their early morning fuck. They make the most of it on weekends, and it seems they are always at it.

To be fair, I can understand why. Dad works away from home all week, he’s a hard worker, committed to providing for the both of us and the weekend is all the time he gets to relax and release ...

... that tension that builds up during the week. All that pent-up emotion has to go somewhere, right? And that somewhere is my mum's pussy.

Right now, my tits are aching and I desperately need them to be sucked. I’m close to doing it myself, and if they grow just a little bit more, I’ll be able to flick my tongue over my nipples. That would be fucking electrifying if only I could do that. I reckon it will be about six weeks at the most the way they are growing. I can't wait.

But right now, I have to content myself with pinching them. Pulling on them, extending both teats, pulling my tit flesh with them until I let go and they rebound making my breasts wobble like fuck. The action is repeated time and again because I love the way they shake and shiver before coming to rest on my chest.

I’m not the only person who likes to see them wobble either. My lover does too. She likes to sit behind me with her naked breasts tickling my back, her hands start by caressing my shoulders, falling off the ends, down and under my arms, before stretching out in front of me cupping my breasts on the way and squashing them together with a satisfying sigh. She wobbles them energetically before squeezing and pulling on my nipples until it hurts. The action sends bolts of intense pleasure to my cunt. I moan and groan at the way she uses my tits and she knows full well how much they love the attention.

It's the same bolts of pleasure that I’m creating right now. Lying on my bed, looking at the ...