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Chris started the chat 32 minutes ago
Lena entered for the first time 30 minutes ago
Lena: Hi there!
Chris: Hey!
Chris: Can you describe what you look like? :)
Lena: Sure! One sec
Lena: I'm 5'0 and petite, with dark brown eyes, long wavy black hair, and lightly tanned skin thanks to being Colombian. I have a heart shaped face and pouty lips. I'm a 32G (a cup size above DDD) and have a bubble butt that's on the smaller size. What about you?
Chris: Omg 💗 You sound fantastic.
Chris: I'm 5'11" and slim, brown eyes, straight short black hair, about 6 and a half inches, but it's pretty thick. Two tattoos on my right arm.
Lena: Aw, thanks!
Lena: Oooh, what are your tattoos?
Chris: I also love worshipping boobs, btw 💗 So this will be fun haha
Chris: My inner forearm has Han Solo's blaster from Star Wars, and above it is a red bottlecap.
Lena: Yay! You're not so bad yourself, by the way.
Lena: So, before we start, who broke up with who, and why?
Chris: Hmm, I broke up with you because we've been living together for a few years and our relationship became toxic over time. When it was good, it was GOOOOD, but when it was bad, things get thrown.
Lena: Sounds good! Would you want to start or should I?
Chris: I'll let you start since it's your premise 🙂
Lena: I take a deep breath, straightening my back before I knock on the door. After you broke up with me, I just crashed with friends. Now that I've found a new place, I need my stuff. I cross my arms, knowing it pushes my breasts up. I may or may not have dressed to make you regret breaking up with me. I'm practically poured into these skin tight jeans, and even tighter sweater.
Chris: I open the door, and my eyes drop to your chest, but back up to your face. I don't even say anything, I just move over to let you come in. There's an awkward and quiet vibe between us. All I can muster is a simple, "Hi."
Lena: I nervously bite my lip before stepping inside. All my former bravado is fine, and I stutter, "H-Hey. I, um, need my stuff.."
Lena: (*gone! Sorry!)
Chris: "Yeah, I know. Need help with anything?" I say, still looking at you up and down, but trying not to make it obvious. "You, uh... You look nice today."
Lena: I notice your staring, but only blush. I mumble, "I'm good. Thanks though. D-Do you mind if I get started?" I feel painfully embarrassed, and just want to get out of here as soon as I can.
Chris: "Yeah, go for it." I say, letting you do your thing. I go and grab a glass of water, finding any excuse to be in the same room as you.
Lena: I go into the kitchen, only grabbing a couple mugs before going back outside to bring a few boxes in. At first, I feel just awkward, but I soon forget about all the drama. It almost feels normal again. I clear my throat and ask, "Um, are all my clothes, and, you know, still in the same place?"
Chris: "I folded them and put them in a box in our-- my room." I gesture towards the bedroom.
Lena: I smile shyly and quietly say, "Thanks. It's just that and some stuff in the bathroom, then I'll be out of your hair."
Chris: "Don't worry about it. You can hang around if you want. I dunno, I could use the company. Been kind of lonely since you left, to be honest." I sip my water.
Lena: This is a bad idea, but that doesn't stop me from accepting. "Sure. Just let me pack up real quick." As I grab my assorted soaps and the like, I reminisce on all the hot romps we had in this shower, and on that counter. I shake my head before coming back out to the living room.
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Chris: I see the soaps you grab. "I'm gonna miss those." I stare at your chest. "I'm gonna miss those too." I laugh, clearly joking.
Lena: I giggle and roll my eyes before plopping down on the couch. "You're ridiculous." I grin.
Chris: "I'm mostly joking, don't worry." I sit on the couch next to you. "Isn't life crazy? Who knew we'd be here?"
Lena: I shrug, avoiding your eyes. "I certainly had no idea. But... I guess everything sort of happens for a reason."
Chris: "Yeah. I hope you know I still have nothing but love for you. It just wasn't meant to be." I lay my head on your shoulder.
Lena: I sigh and lean into you. "I know, I know. Still doesn't make it hurt less."
Chris: "This hurts me too. Like insanely. I would kill for another way to do this." I curl up sideways, lowering my head on your chest, resting there.
Lena: I swallow hard, and almost ask you to stop. "I know. Me too." I run my fingers through your hair, a habit from our time together.
Chris: I close my eyes, extremely relaxed. "This is nice." I quietly say. "Your tits always made amazing pillows." I chuckle, still quiet and relaxed.
Lena: I laugh a little, glad to see that you're still appreciative of "the girls". Suddenly, I realize that this shouldn't be happening. We're broken up, and only going to hurt ourselves more. I whisper, "Chris? Maybe I should go?"
Chris: I lean my head more on your breasts. "Not yet. Don't take these awaaaaay..." I laugh, slowly bringing my head more in them. "I just wanna live here."
Lena: I squirm, feeling a bit uncomfortable. "Chris... We- you- I mean, we just shouldn't. We did break up. I don't want to make this more complicated, you know?"
Chris: I get off of you, sitting up. "Okay. I understand. I'm sorry. I'm just so tired and out of it, I was legit about to fall asleep." I chuckle. "You're right, I'll let you get your stuff."
Lena: I sigh, relieved that that didn't go too far. I pick up the biggest box, with a pit in my stomach. Before I think about it, I put the box back and sit back down. I lean until I'm a few inches away from you. I whisper, "I miss you so much."
Chris: I take a deep breath, trying to hold back tears. I can't even look at you. I take a long pause. "I miss you too." I look at your face.
Lena: My lip begins to tremble, and I'm suddenly kissing you desperately. I press my palms against your chest to keep from shaking.
Chris: I kiss you back as if you never left. I wrap my arms around you and pull you in. I frantically run my hands all over your body, something I've been holding back from the minute I saw you walk in.
Lena: I sigh against your lips, wishing I could just make up for the last few days. I lean in closer, wrapping my arms around your neck. I kiss you with all I have.
Chris: I lean back, letting you be on top of me on the couch. I run my hands through your hair while we kiss.
Lena: I whimper, all my pent up desire rushing through me. "More, please, please, please."
Chris: I run my hands over your breasts, caressing them. "Holy shit, I've missed these. Get them out. Dear God..." I say, wanting them so bad. You know how much I love having my mouth and face on them.
Lena: I quickly pull this damned sweater off, throwing it god knows where. I have a hard time with the clasp of my bra, but it too gets thrown away. I push my breasts up with my hands, my way of offering them up to you.
Chris: "Holy fuckin' hell..." I lean into them, running my tongue over your nipples, squeezing them. I flick my tongue up and down your nipple, loving giving it as much as you love receiving it. I lay back all the way. "Just dangle them on my face."
Lena: I pant, already turned on beyond belief. My big nipples quickly stiffen under your treatment. I wriggle around until I'm positive we're both comfortable, and gently push my heavy breasts on your face.
Chris: "Oh, baby baby baby." I move my face back and forth on them, and start kissing and licking and sucking on whichever breast winds up in my mouth. I reach around and squeeze your ass with both hands while I do it.
Lena: I moan and gasp as you wreak havoc on my desperate body. My hips wriggle and sway automatically in your grip. My underwear is positively soaked right now.
Chris: I keep going, full of lust. One hand slides away from your ass and between your legs, lightly rubbing, teasing. I lay my head back, sticking my tongue flat out. "Jiggle your tits back and forth on my tongue."
Lena: My breathing is getting heavier, and I begin to grind on your hand. I obediently shake and wiggle my torso, which results in my tits wobbling and jiggling all over your hungry mouth.
Chris: "God, this is fucking heaven." I say as I lick and suck on your tits back and forth. I rub you a bit harder. I use my other hand to slap your ass. I start helping you out of your jeans.
Lena: I eagerly push my jeans down. God, you've got me so hot and bothered. I hadn't really expected this to happen, and just wore plain cotton undies. I pull my tits away from you and ask hopefully, "Maybe we should go to the bedroom?" I avoid saying our bedroom, not wanting to get my hopes up just to have them dashed.
Chris: "Yes, please." I get up and we go to the bedroom. I give your ass a squeeze as you walk ahead of me, staring as your tits naturally bounce while you walk.
Lena: I giggle and tease, "You really can't keep your hands to yourself can you?" I tug at the hem of your shirt, wanting it off already.
Chris: "Absolutely not. I feel like I gave your tits plenty of attention. Your ass must be jealous." I take my shirt off as we enter the bedroom. I push you on the bed so you're laying on your stomach.
Lena: I playfully wiggle my ass around. "I guess you'll just have to make up for the lack of attention. We wouldn't want any jealousy, would we?"
Chris: I start kissing up the back of your thighs, "Mmm-mmm, none whatsoever." I kiss up to your ass, and lightly bite your cheek. I squeeze it, and shake it around. "Let's get these undies off."
Lena: My voice is strangled as I voice my very eager agreement. I lift my hips off the bed, making my underwear much easier to slip off. As you pull them away, it's quite obvious that my clean-shaven pussy is absolutely soaked for you.
Chris: I lightly slap your ass with both hands. I kiss your inner thigh and towards your pussy. As I slide my tongue in your pussy, I bury my face in your cheeks.
Lena: My delicate hands grip the sheets as if they were my only tether to Earth. I moan, "Oh god. Just like that, baby. Oh my god, oh god."
Chris: I run my tongue up and down your lips until I find your clit. I flick my tongue on it. I squeeze your ass with both hands while I do it.
Lena: I make a little squeaking noise as you go straight for my sweet spot. My swollen clit is practically throbbing. "I only need just a little more. I'm so, so close." I say, barely getting the words out between tiny gasps and moans.
Chris: I rub my face back and forth in your cheeks, attacking your clit. I moan to create vibration.
Lena: I shriek your name as I cum. I writhe and shake on the sheets as my orgasm crashes down on me.
Chris: I take my face out, and smack your ass. "How was that?"
Lena: I need a couple seconds to come down from that glorious orgasm. I roll onto my back and pull you towards me. I grin. "Amazing. Perfect. Mind blowing."
Chris: "Mmm, good." I give you a kiss, and starts planting soft kisses along your neck, over your chest, your stomach, all over your body.
Lena: I moan softly and gently push you away. I jokingly pout, "Isn't it my turn now? I think I owe you." I start peppering your neck and chest with kisses. Whenever I get to an area I know is really sensitive for you, I gently suck on it, leaving a trail of hickeys in my wake.
Chris: "That's perfect, babe." I lay back, enjoying it all. "I can decide if I want to fondle your tits or your ass while you do this. Take my hand and pick for me." I chuckle.
Chris: *Can't decide
Lena: I smile and hold your hand for a moment before placing it on my breast. I slowly make my way down to your waistband. Once I'm there, I flick my eyes up to you, silently asking if you want me to do this.
Chris: I lightly caress your breast, tracing my finger over your nipple. I look down at you at my waistband. I eagerly nod, silently begging you.
Lena: I smile up at you as I pull down your pants, and help you wrestle them off. I smile when I see your very obvious bulge, before pulling down your underwear too. I gently kiss your engirged tip, and lap up a bit of precum