SPRINGING BONERS ON SPRING BREAK 2 (ZELLER PIC STORY)

Story by misfit446

Here's the second of three installments to the pic in the first Springing Boner's story.

SPRINGING BONERS ON SPRING BREAK 2

Roma pulled Tom over to her bed and sat, pulling her t shirt over her head. Tom took in the wonderful sight of her soft, creamy breasts pushing out her reinforced bra. He felt his groin lurch a bit as blood flooded downward.

Roma saw the movement in Tom’s jeans and giggled. “I’m getting a rise out of you, huh?”

Expertly, she popped her clasp on the bra and her wondrous love pillows flowed out, yo-yoing down as she tossed her bra onto the floor.

“Do you think I’m pretty?” she asked coyly, fondling her melons softly.

“God yes,” Tom hissed. “You’re a fucking goddess. I’ve always thought so.” That surprised Roma. She never knew Tom liked her like that. They always got along at parties and such but now, this was special.

With shaking knees, Tom knelt down in front of Roma and watched her face as he placed each palm gently onto her massive mommy jugs. Roma gasped slightly, her eyes flickering a growing desire. Slowly he began to slide his palms across the awakening nipples.

“O-o-o-o-o-h,” she sighed watching Tom’s hands move about her round tits. She was proud of her tits. They were large, womanly and VERY sensitive. “Slowly, please,” she hissed.

Tom never felt a better set of tits in his life. Of course, it helped to say that because the woman he’d been lusting after for two years was now in front of him, his hands touching her so sensuously.

Slowly he slid his right hand under the meaty mammary, squeezing it softly. Smiling at a glowing Roma, he bent down and put her hardened nipple into his mouth.

“Ohgod,” she gasped, throwing her head back, a hand cupping Tom’s neck. His wet tongue began to whip across the hard bud as he softly kissed her puffing areola. Roma’s breathing increased to a heavy pant.

“P-please be gentle,” she said between gasps. Tom smiled around her inch long nipple and gently began to suck it like a cock, his tongue working it into a super hard point.

He moved to the other breast, working it like its twin. Roma’s moaning got Tom’s pulse jumping. Pulling back quickly, panting himself now, pulled off his t shirt and tossed it onto the floor.

“Ooooh, very nice,” Roma cooed, her chest still rising and falling rapidly. Tom kicked off his shoes then pulled Roma’s sneakers off. Roma immediately began to untie her sweat pants.

“Wait,” Tom said softly. “Let me.” Roma smiled at that, feeling better and better. She laid onto her back and watched from between her breasts. Tom finished untying the string and bent down, grasping the cloth in his teeth and slowly worked the material down her so perfect body. Roma shivered at the tenderness and kinkiness of the simple act.

With her hips off the bed, Tom finally got the sweats down. Panting even harder, he now saw his wet dream in true life. Roma was beautiful. She was more perfect than he ever could have dreamed.

He stared at her for about a minute while Roma rubbed her hands about her toned body. When she reached under her fleshy ball sack touching the moist flaps of her pussy, she groaned with need.

Tom popped out of his reverie and scrambled to undo his jeans and tossed them off. His boxers, bulging out with his lust, were wet with his pre cum. Pulling them down he looked into Roma’s eyes, hoping he met with her approval.

“Oh Tom, you’re beautiful.” Tom blushed, not wanting to be called beautiful. Cute, maybe, even handsome perhaps. But beautiful?

Roma scrambled to the center of the bed, propping her head onto her pillow. She arched a finger at Tom, calling him to come to her. Tom needed no urging. His cock acted like a divining rod to her sex. It was strong, thick and fourteen inches long. His hanging ball sack swung below his ram rod as he got between her legs.

Roma pulled her soft ten incher up onto her stomach and began to reach for her heavy baby makers.

“I’ll do it,” he said softly, tapping her hand away gently. She giggled. Ever so slowly he cupped one of her large testes, hefting the bulk in his palms. The heat radiating from them made Tom’s substantial cock lurch and buck. Carefully, he pulled the sack up and sat her baby makers onto Roma’s stomach. Roma grabbed them, pulling them up further. Her big balls touched the bottom of her tits.

Leaning down onto his stomach, he kissed her wet sex softly, like he did her lips. Roma moaned at the touch and the feeling of being special, even for a little bit. It was as if tunnel vision was spreading to Tom’s brain. He saw nothing, heard anything, tasted, or smelled anything else but his beautiful queen lying in front of him. She was his entire focus.

Taking a deep breath of the warm musk from between Roma’s lithe legs, he dove in, tonguing her flaps softly, working up to her thumb sized nubbin. Roma’s hips jumped and she hissed in a gasp. “Oh my,” she sighed.

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