hypnoticbreasts: boobsinmotion: @creamypkiss I woke up on a couch, in a living room I didn’t recogni
hypnoticbreasts: boobsinmotion: @creamypkiss I woke up on a couch, in a living room I didn’t recognize. I was surprised at how good my head felt after a night of heavy drinking. I lay there, trying to piece together my night and figure out where I was. I had gone to the bar with my friends, but for some reason I stuck around after they left. I was playing pool with some people from out of town. I remember a woman sitting alone at the end of the bar, or rather I remembered those Tits sitting alone at the end of the bar. God they were so damn big. I remember putting the pool cue down, and ordering another drink, but the rest of the night is a big soft blur. I sat down with that woman, didn’t I? What was her name? Is this her house? Those Tits were so huge, I must have tried to make a move. This has to be her house. Memories were slowly starting to bounce back into brain. We had a few more drinks together. She caught me looking down her dress a few times, but she just smiled. We took a cab back to her place, she spent most of that time talking. I was pretty hammered, so I just listened and faded in and out. I kept staring at her tits and she just kept smiling. I really couldn’t remember anything after we got back to her place though. Did i go down on her? I never do that. I think it was for a while too. God she just kept talking all night, who knows what she was saying. I heard footsteps coming from the other room. I turned my head and those Tits walked into the room. Such beautiful, bouncing Breasts. I knew I had to see them again, I was just overtaken by lust. My cock was beginning to stir as she got closer to me. “My good little boy is finally awake. We had such a nice time last night, slave.” My cock twitched when she called me her slave. I was so confused. “What happened last night, Mistress?” Did I just call her Mistress? My cock twitched again. “Oh you poor thing, I’m sure you don’t remember anything do you? You were just so overwhelmed by my big hypnotic titties you can’t think of much else, can you?” I weakly nodded as she came over and lay down beside me. I was staring straight down her top. Those Tits took over my entire view. My cock was painfully hard by now. She reached down and gave her Tits a soft squeeze. “Look at my Tits, slave. Look at my Tits and remember.” She gave her Tits one last squeeze. All the memories from the night before came flooding back into my head. The memories of those hypnotic tits. I finally remembered all the words she had been saying all night. My cock jerked one last time and I burst in my boxers. “I am your slave.” I heard myself say as I lay my head down on her breasts to go back to sleep for Mistress. -- source link