Natural & Busty

In the heart of the bustling city, amidst the towering skyscrapers and the cacophony of commerce, I found myself on a business trip. The purpose of my journey was to secure a lucrative deal, but fate had other plans. I met her, a woman with a presence that commanded attention, her natural endowments impossible to ignore. Her name was Isabella, and she had the most captivating pair of natural and busty assets I had ever laid eyes on.

I first saw her at the conference, her professional attire doing little to conceal her voluptuous figure. Her blouse, though modest, hinted at the bountiful treasures that lay beneath. I found myself drawn to her, my eyes inadvertently drawn to her chest, watching as her ample bosom rose and fell with each breath she took.

Isabella noticed my gaze, and instead of being offended, she seemed amused. She approached me with a confident stride, her hips swaying gently, her eyes locked onto mine. "You seem to be quite taken with my assets," she said, her voice a sultry whisper. I felt a blush creep up my cheeks, but before I could stammer out an apology, she leaned in closer. "Would you like to see more?" she asked, her lips curling into a seductive smile.

I nodded, my heart pounding in my chest. She took my hand and led me away from the crowd, finding a more secluded spot. Once we were alone, she turned to face me, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "You've been staring at my chest all day," she said, her voice low and husky. "I think it's only fair that you get a closer look."

With that, she began to unbutton her blouse, revealing her lacy black bra. Her breasts threatened to spill out of the confines of the fabric, their size and shape a testament to their natural beauty. I reached out, my hands trembling slightly as I cupped her ample bosom. They were soft and warm, their weight substantial in my hands.

Isabella let out a soft moan as I began to massage her breasts, her nipples hardening beneath my touch. I leaned in, capturing one of her nipples in my mouth, sucking and licking at the sensitive bud. She gasped, her fingers tangling in my hair as she held me closer.

I moved my attention to her other breast, my hands kneading and massaging as I continued to lavish attention on her nipples. She began to grind against me, her hips moving in a slow, seductive rhythm. I could feel the heat radiating from her core, her arousal evident in the way her breath hitched and her body trembled.

I moved my hands down to her skirt, my fingers slipping beneath the fabric to find her soaking wet. She let out a gasp as I slid a finger inside her, her walls clenching around me as I began to thrust in and out. I added another finger, my movements quickening as I felt her body begin to tense.

Isabella's moans grew louder, her body shaking as she reached her climax. I continued to thrust my fingers inside her, drawing out her pleasure until she was left panting and breathless. She looked at me with hooded eyes, her lips curling into a satisfied smile. "Your turn," she said, her voice a sultry whisper.

She sank to her knees in front of me, her hands deftly undoing my belt and pants. She pulled out my throbbing member, her eyes widening at the size. She wrapped her hand around my shaft, her fingers barely able to meet as she began to stroke me.

She leaned in, her breath hot against my skin as she took me into her mouth. She began to bob her head, her tongue swirling around the tip of my cock as she took me deeper and deeper. I groaned, my fingers tangling in her hair as I fought the urge to thrust into her mouth.

Isabella pulled back, a wicked grin on her face as she stood up. She pressed her breasts together, creating a deep valley between them. She guided my cock between her bountiful mounds, her breasts enveloping me in their soft warmth.

She began to move, her breasts bouncing as she fucked me with her chest. I watched, entranced, as my cock disappeared and reappeared between her ample bosom. The sight was too much, and I felt my orgasm building.

I tried to warn her, but it was too late. I exploded, my hot cum spurting out and coating her chest. She let out a soft moan, her eyes locked onto mine as she continued to milk me with her bouncing breasts. I groaned, my body shuddering as I rode out the waves of my orgasm.

Once I had emptied myself, Isabella released me, a satisfied smile on her face. She looked down at her chest, her breasts glistening with my cum. She ran a finger through the mess, bringing it to her lips and tasting me. "Delicious," she said, her voice low and sultry.

I reached out, my fingers tracing the path her own had taken. I scooped up some of my cum, bringing it to my own lips and tasting myself on her skin. She let out a soft gasp, her eyes darkening with desire.

We cleaned ourselves up, our bodies still humming with the aftermath of our encounter. Isabella looked at me, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "I hope you enjoyed the show," she said.

I nodded, my throat dry. I had never experienced anything like this before, my body still trembling with the aftershocks of my orgasm. Isabella leaned in, her lips brushing against my ear. "I hope to see you again," she whispered.

With that, she turned and walked away, her hips swaying gently as she disappeared into the crowd. I stood there, my heart pounding in my chest as I watched her go.