Buttons and Blame (Buttons 5)

I placed my hands in my pockets as I stared down at her, my eyes focusing on her tits more than her gaze.

“Hey.” She placed a bookmark between the pages and shut the book.

“Hey.” Her skin was golden brown, kissed by the powerful rays of the sun. She was getting excellent color, her already olive skin turning darker. Her skin was probably covered with sun block or tanning lotion, and I wouldn’t mind tasting it as I dragged my tongue across her body.

We stared at each other for a while, the moment tense but not awkward.

She seemed to have remembered her top was down because she grabbed the straps and prepared to tie them around her neck.

“Leave them.”

She flinched before she dropped the black straps of her bikini top. They fell down her tummy, leaving her tits exposed to the sunlight—and my eyesight.

I spotted the large bottle of sun block on the table, and a dirty idea popped into my mind. I grabbed the folded towel on the table and dropped it on the concrete. “Get on your knees.”

She eyed the towel, unsure what I wanted her to do.

I undid my belt and loosened my jeans. “On your knees. Don’t make me ask you again.” I dropped my jeans until they fell around my ankles. I kicked them away along with my shoes. I was in too much of a hurry to remove my socks, so I left them on.

She moved to the towel beside the chair, placing her knees on the pad so she would be cushioned from the concrete.

I took a seat on the lounge chair she’d just vacated and opened my knees so she was right between them. My hard dick was against my stomach, slightly tilted to the side and anxious for her. I grabbed the bottle of sunscreen and squirted a huge puddle into my palm.

She watched me through her thick sunglasses and her sun hat, looking like a beach babe who smelled like summer. She eyed my palms as I rubbed them together, spreading the lotion before I grabbed her tits with both hands. I smeared her tits with the thick cream, spreading it everywhere and lubricating the area between her tits. Her olive skin faded away as her chest turned white, and the overwhelming scent of sunscreen filled my nose. I thought of sand between my toes, the sound of the crashing waves, and making love to this woman right on the beach. I massaged her tits before I placed my dick right in her cleavage line, enclosed in the warmth of her skin. I slowly slid through the lotion as I squeezed her tits around my length. It felt so good, so soft.

My mouth moved to hers, and I immediately kissed her with my tongue. I breathed hard into her mouth, our lips moving together with aggression. I’d been thinking about her all day, and now that I was touching her, I could tell she’d been thinking about me too. She moved up and down with her knees, sliding my length through her beautiful titties.

Fuck, it felt nice.

Her hand moved to my balls as they dangled over the chair, and she massaged them with her fingertips so she didn’t interrupt her pace.

So fucking good.

I tilted my face so I could access more of her mouth. I kissed her harder the more she pleased me, my mind locked on sex. My cock pushed through her firm tits. They didn’t feel as good as her pussy, but they were still pretty damn incredible. She had a woman’s chest, voluptuous and curvy. I could fuck her tits all day.

Her lips quivered against my mouth as she took a deep breath, enjoying this as much as I was. I imagined her pussy was dripping for me, wanting me to be buried deep inside her to stretch her the way she loved.

We would get to that.

She massaged my balls a little harder, her fingertips hitting my nerves in the perfect way. Her chest moved up and down, and we worked together to slather my cock with her wet tits.

I wanted to come all over her. I wanted to see those white globs all over her chest and neck. When I was at work, doing this didn’t cross my mind. But now that we were moving together, I wondered why we hadn’t already done this.

“Bellissima…” I squeezed her tits harder and slowed her pace, knowing I was about to erupt. My cock was thickening, and my balls were tightening. I couldn’t kiss her anymore because my mind was focused on one thing.

I came with a groan, splashing all over her tits and underneath her chin. I got her everywhere, hitting her like a target. The squirts continued, the trajectory losing momentum every single time. When I was finished, I kept sliding through her cleavage, the scent of sunscreen and come mixed together.