Titillation

Sophia's arms extend upward as I pull off her shirt. She isn't wearing a bra. It comes off and I toss it aside. When I look back at my beautiful Sophia, I gaze upon the second and third best things that I've seen today. The first being Sophia herself. Sophia is very nervous about my impression of them. She even tries hiding them a bit and looking to the side before I reassure her.

"Do you... Do you like them?"

I fucking adore her shy side, it's so fucking cute. As a matter of fact, I adore her confident side as well. I just adore her in general. I love you so much Sophia.

"I do. They're better than I ever could have imagined."

I'm not even flattering her.

"You're... You're being exaggerative. But, I still appreciate the compliment."

Sophia, gratified, looks away shyly and moves her arms away from her chest.

Round and curvaceous. Scrumptious and plump. A bullseye target for my attention. I'm filled with titillation. They are truly a gift to behold and hold them I will.

I timidly reach out with my right hand and look up to see approval. Sophia nods gently with a nervous look of horny expectation. Now that I have approval, I take both hands and grab her boobs as she sits overtop of me.

"Ahhh!"

Sophia moans, not expecting me to be this rough with her off the bat.

I firmly grasp them with both, one hand each. I start moving. The feeling is magnificent. They squish and churn beneath my fingers. I cannot believe what I'm doing, but that small amount of uncertainty isn't going to stop me. My hands rotate and move, alternation areas of pressing down and lightly pinching the flesh.

Little whimpers of pleasure escape Sofia as my fingers rotate around her voluptuous, round tits. She's clearly attempting to hold back how much noise she's making. She bites down on one of her fingers to stop her from being too loud.

Her boobs are in the perfect middle ground in terms of size. Not too big and not too small. They're big, but not comically large. Perfect for my hands to easily fit all the way around them for a comfortable grasp. They're firm, yet so soft. My eyes can only escape them to pear longingly into Sofia's eyes as she silently begs me for more.

I now centralize my focus on her nipples. They're hard from all the action around them. I position my pointer finger at the top of her left nipple and rub upwards with my thumb, reaching the top in a short window of time. It sends a shockwave of pleasure through her. Sophia shouts an involuntary moan echoing through the room.

"N-Ah!"

It feels so fucking fantastic to know that I'm making her feel this good. Even if I'm not getting serviced currently. I want nothing more than our coinciding pleasure, but especially hers.

"Ok ok."

Sophia wants me to stop now. I take my hands off of her and await her next words.

"Your turn."