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Day 2: Titfucking

"C'mon, don't be a chicken," Emily laughed, throwing herself back on the bed and pressing her light-brown furred tits together. "You've said you wanted to do it, I'm letting you do it!"

"Y-yeah, but..." I mumbled, awkwardly kicking off my pants and standing there, in my bedroom, clad only in red-briefs that were visibly (and uncomfortably) tented outward. "Like, as a joke. I mean...isn't it like...wouldn't you feel awkward?" I asked. She shook her head wryly, gesturing with her pointer finger for me to come over to her. "Are you sure?"

"Don't be a wuss, dude," she scolded. "You've cum in me how many times now, but this is what makes you nervous? Look, being honest? I'm not gonna get physical pleasure out of it. But just like you eating me out, there's a psychological pleasure to getting you off. So if this does it, I'mma enjoy it. Plus, it's not like I'm gonna let you NOT eat my pussy afterwards. So c'mon, let's do it."

"W-well..." I mumbled, sticking my thumbs in my briefs and pushing them down. My cock flopped up against the bottom of my stomach as it bounced free from my briefs, and I lifted a knee up onto the bed frame. Emily sidled down my bed, and I threw my leg over her abdomen, straddling her chest.

"C'mon then," she urged me. I moved forward, placing my length between her breasts. She pressed them together, cushioning my cock between her soft mounds. Immediately she began to slowly stroke my cock up and down with her breasts, using them like gloves to jerk me off. A little groan slipped past my lips; the feeling, while nice, was nothing to the sight of it. A light-furred brown bear, her heavy breasts being used to jerk me off right in front of my eyes. Already I could feel a bit of pre escape, being massaged back into my cock's skin by her tits.

"You liking this?" she asked teasingly. I could only nod, my mouth slightly agape. She giggled, taking special care to massage my length now that I was clearly in the swing of things. Craning her neck, she made a futile attempt to lash her tongue across my glans. Alas, I was gifted with girth, not length. She got nowhere close.

Still, it was the thought that counted.

I grunted and withdrew myself away from her. My mind had wandered too deep into the enjoyment that I'd almost let myself slip into an orgasm. She tilted her head and I barked a laugh. "Almost painted your face there," I explained to her, sliding back and lifting her legs up. She smirked back, reaching down to spread herself for me. "That was nice but...I think I prefer this," I told her.

"Good."