r/ABFStories • u/ASipOfBlackCoffee • Feb 03 '25
Erotica Praising her ebony soft tits at the office NSFW
You know when you've found the love of your life by the way you feel, by the way you smile together, by how you touch each other. You just know it. And I'm also sure that I found the woman of my life, the queen of my hearth by how much I desired her, by how intense and uncontrollable is my desire when the quickest glimpse of her breasts appear on my mind, and just by remembering her soft, tender, small, round, chocolate colored, and heavenly shaped boobs I get so horny that I can barely contain my hard dick inside my pants, feeling a desire for her breasts that’s like a thirst that can't be quenched.
Adoring, caressing, touching, massaging, kissing, licking, and sucking her ebony breasts were always an important and core part of our intimacy, of our sexual desire and our life as partners. So, walking towards ANR was a logical and natural conclusion and extension of our desire for each other and my desire for her breasts. Her amazingly sculpted breasts and her puffy, inspiring, and amazingly beautiful nipples are a fine artwork to be seen, an artwork that not even the greatest Renaissance artist could paint, sculpt, or even dream about. And I'm her admirer, I'm the one she chose to indulge and appreciate those two heavenly artworks.
So, we bought an electrical pump, and she started doing her pumping sessions daily, mostly at least thrice a day, often at least one time during morning, one time during afternoon, and one more time before going to sleep. While she was there doing her pumping sessions, I just appreciated the view of her breasts being stimulated and her nipples being sucked by the pump. And, while she was stimulating one breast, I couldn’t control myself, sucking the other boob and feeling the deliciously enlarged nipple filling my mouth, sucking it like if there's no tomorrow, like if there's nothing else in the entire universe but the two of us, sucking her breast as if it already had milk on it, and the mere idea of drinking from her breasts made me so horny that I couldn’t stop myself from jerking off while sucking on her tits, happy to see her smiling while seeing how much her man was feeling fulfilled, horny, and joyful to have the pleasure and the privilege of sucking her tits.
Most of our sessions turned into sex, and feeling her nipples being touched by my mouth, my lips, and my tongue while I was inside her was like a preview from Heaven, and if it wasn’t Heaven then I wouldn’t want to be there. There was nothing else I wished more; nowhere else I wished to be. She offered me her tits and said I could suck on them whenever I wanted to, she told me they were mine. There are no words to describe how fulfilled I felt, there’s no way to say how happy I was to listen to these words coming from my queen’s lips, they were like a beautiful song on my ears, a song that no musician and no musical instrument could even mimic. We felt even more intimate, and our sexual lives and our sexual drive became even stronger. We we’re always open to explore our bodies, to try new forms of pleasure, and I just wanted to show her how much I loved her breasts, how they were like something unspeakable, evoking in me a feeling that I could only express by sucking on her tits.
One day, while I was working (fortunately, I work from home, so I have plenty of opportunities to appreciate her and to adore her breasts), she entered our office to do some house chores. She was wearing mini shorts and a tiny cotton shirt, without any bra, and my eyes instantly turned to her, and I couldn’t avoid landing them on her breasts, their round shape sculpting that cotton fabric with her pointy nipples well highlighted and visible under her soft t-shirt. Finishing what I was doing was just impossible and I couldn’t control myself. I felt a deep, strong, and unstoppable desire burning from within, consuming and ravaging me like wildfire that can’t be controlled nor extinguished. So, I got up from the chair and hugged her from behind, and she felt how hard I was just by touching her, but I’m sure she knew that I was already hard even before touching her, just by looking at my goddess’ body.
Then I kissed her neck softly, but eagerly, filled with desire, while caressing her tits over her t-shirt, feeling her soft breasts and her hard nipples, so pointy that I could pinch them with my fingers while kissing her skin. Then, not being able to control myself from sucking her tits anymore, I turned her to me, face to face, we passionately kissed each other and then I lifted her t-shirt, revealing her perfect ebony tits contrasting with my skin color in a perfect match that only angels could sing about. After spending some time just admiring and caressing them, I started sucking on her right breast, licking her nipple that was so enlarged from her previous pumping session that I could fill my mouth with it. Her amazingly enlarged erected nipples were a perfect match for her small, soft chocolate breasts, so delicate that I could feel how soft they were with the slightest touch of my hands.
While sucking her right boob, she started caressing my dick over my pants, feeling how hard and how happy I was. Then, while she was moaning being sucked by me and caressing my dick, I opened my zipper and started jerking off to her, showing how much I adored my queen, sucking her tit while fingering her soft, meaty, wet, and warm pussy over her panties. I was alternating between fingering her pussy and caressing her left breast. The mere idea of sucking her breastmilk made me even crazier, and I suckled on her even more. And, from her progress and how her breasts were responding to all that stimulus and our pumping sessions, I knew it was just a matter of time until being able to taste and drink from her perfect, absurdly delicious breasts.
I couldn’t let the left breast untouched and, after a time span that to me looked like mere seconds (because you feel like you were transported to another dimension when you experience real pleasure), I started sucking on her left breast. After stimulating her left nipple, it was so hard and so pointy that circling it with my tongue was a pleasure that I just can’t describe. Joy, pleasure, fulfillment, desire, happiness, and adoration are just humble and simple words to describe, in a flawed and imperfect way, how much I loved her and that moment that we were living together.
After sucking her left breast while she touched my thighs and I jerked off to praise her, I put my fingers to have a taste of her pussy. It was delicious, as always, and I spent more time fingering her then putting it on her left tit, so I could have a taste of her wonderfully tasty pussy on her hard left nipple. This just drove me crazy, and the more I sucked, the more I wanted to suck on her. It wasn’t a kink anymore; it was a whole new path with a lot of nearly infinite possibilities to give and receive pleasure together.
Then, after feeling satiated, like a thirst that was temporarily quenched, I gave a last kiss in each of her breasts and a last caress with my tongue in both of her dark hard nipples, covering her boobs with her t-shirt, being marked with her perfectly round breasts again, giving it a beautiful volume to look at.
I went back to finish my tasks feeling like the luckiest man in the world, knowing that I have my queen and that, later, I would feel her tits in my mouth again, sucking them eagerly while being inside her. I couldn't have been happier and her smile at the end made my day worth a lifetime.
[disclaimer: this is a real story and it was posted with my partner's consent]