sex short story

He pushed me onto the bed. Topping me over, heavily breathing. He ripped off my shirt, no worries...because I didnt have a bra on. He planted little tiny kisses on my neck. I was moaning so loud. He started to massage my breasts, while our bodies were moving back and forth against each others. He started to roughly suck on my breasts. He said my breasts were big and fun to play with. I topped him over, making my breasts hang over his body. I knew he couldnt help it and so he pulled my body down. He cupped his face into my breasts. He sucked, and sucked and sucked on my nipples. It felt so good, my nipples were starting to get sore but I couldnt resist but loving the way it felt. He made me rock against his body to see them jiggle which made him laugh and touch them even more. He got some whipped cream out of the fridge and starting to apply it on my breasts and stomache. His tongue was so delicious on my body. We were practically shaking the whole bed. He was moaning, I was moaning. We were so loud, but it felt so fucking good. The way our bodies moved at the same speed, back and forth, back and forth. It felt like heaven.