Seduce Me by Miranda Forbes

wet nurse. She moaned and jerked me closer, gagging me on the fat, chewy protuberance. Then she popped the one thick stem out of my mouth and the other in.
    The girls lined up shoulder-to-shoulder, tits-to-tits. And I went excitedly up and down the line, sucking on Holly’s right nipple, her left, Stacey’s right jutter, her left, back again. Gorging myself on the meaty buds, pink and tan and taut and so very succulent. On my knees in the warm sand, scuttling back and forth like a crazed crab, the girls with their boobs hanging down for my mouth-milking pleasure.
    I put my tongue into action, swirling it all around and over Holly’s wide areolas, lapping the pink pebble of Stacey’s pretty halos. I lifted my leaden arms and grasped their breasts, squeezing, kneading, working the rich, baby-bottom-smooth flesh. As I anxiously licked and lapped at their stiffened nipples, spurred on by their moans of approval.
    Eventually, they pulled me to my feet. Then went down into the sand on their knees. They propped their spit-slathered breasts up and offered them to my lower half, smiling encouragingly at me. I had my cock out and splitting cleavage in a flash.
    I plunged in between Holly’s boobs, prick gliding slippery-smooth up against her breastbone. She promptly sealed her bustage around my dong, and I pumped my hips, fucking her tits. My dick was a blazing iron heat-sealed between mounds of stifling flesh, pistoning back and forth, oiled by the water and perspiration in the girl’s golden cleavage.
    Then I popped out and in between the beaming Stacey, grabbing her plump hands grasping the sides of her overplump boobs and urgently fucking her tit-tunnel. She met my peek-a-booing purple hood with the tip of her moist, pink tongue, my balls slapping against her breasts, boiling dangerously.
    Back and forth I went between the two well-endowed and more-than-willing-to-share women, sliding up and in and churning hard, my cock a numbed slab of meat pile-driving soft and sucking cleavage. I ploughed their tits in a frenzy, frantically groping shuddering breast-meat, sweating rivers and straining every muscle in my body, the sun beating down on the incendiary scene for all the like-minded animals of the forest to see, for all I cared. Smokey with his shovel upside my head couldn’t have stopped me just then.
    â€œI’m coming!” I howled, desperately pumping past the point of no return.
    â€œCome on our boobs!” the girls cried, arms and tits trembling like my entire overwrought body.
    Semen exploded out of my cap and striped Holly’s face, her outstretched tongue. I wrenched my spurting cock out of her cleavage and buried it in Stacey’s, painting that girl’s lips and chin and chest with hot, sticky jism. I just had enough spunk left to drizzle their upthrust nipples, before toppling over into the shallow water like a felled tree drained of all its sap.
    Big Betty was waiting for me in the fire tower; after I’d managed to ‘find’ the skinny dipping girls’ clothing and send them on their way with an official reprimand – and an unofficial request to return the following day, if they possibly could. Big Betty was six-feet-two inches, two-hundred-and-thirty pounds of woman-mountain, bleached blonde and brassy as a tack factory, surly as a she-grizzly. She grimaced at me when I popped my head up into the floor opening.
    â€œLeavin’ your post,” she grunted, “is a violation of Park Ranger rules.”
    I climbed to my feet, still looking up at her. “I was just –”
    â€œI know what you were doin’,” she growled, tossing the pair of binoculars onto a counter. “You oughta be suspended, or maybe dishonourably discharged from the Service.”
    â€œI-I –”
    â€œStow it, boob! All I wanna know from you is what you’re willin’ to do to keep me from turnin’ you in.”
    She inhaled a great gulp of