How I seduce men with my boobs

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“I can’t believe your boobs are real,” John said instead of greeting. I rolled my eyes and laughed.

“That’s no way to greet a lady!” I commented, pretending to get offended.

John was one of my regular clients and also my most often, since I started working at Party Girls London. He was absolutely infatuated with my breasts, which I adored. It was amazing to have that sort of effect on someone.

“I didn’t realise there was a lady nearby,” he laughed and kissed me on my cheek.

I laughed too, and playfully hit him on his arm.

“So I take you like the dress?” I asked, when we sat down at the hotel bar.

“I love it, it really makes your tits pop,” he smiled, “I bet every man in this room is jealous of me now.”

“You’re crazy,” I shook my head.

“Crazy about you,” he added, and we laughed again.

We talked for a while, catching up, since he was away on a delegation for two weeks. Then, we headed upstairs to his room.

As soon as John closed the door behind me, I kissed him passionately. Our tongues danced together, and I easily dominated him, prolonging the kiss until I was out of breath.

“I missed you,” I murmured into his neck.

As a professional escort, my relationships with my clients were strictly business, but I really liked John and his quirky personality.

“I missed you too,” he said and picked me up.

He carried me to the bedroom and gently placed me on the bed. Then, he kissed me again, making me lie down. His hands were wandering up and down my body, until he slid them under the dress. He abruptly stopped the kiss and pulled my dress off, going from bottom up. Its elastic material easily let him do that.

“Tell me, handsome, do you want a blow job,” I paused and licked my lips, before continuing, “Or a boob job?”

“You know exactly what I prefer,” he smiled and got off me.

I sat up and took off my bra. Then, I kneeled on the floor in front of him and pulled his trousers and boxers down. I started kissing and licking his cock to make him hard. In the meantime, John handed me an oil based lubricant, and I used it on my chest, slowly massaging it in. He was already half-hard, so I stopped sucking him and cupped my breasts. Using his hand, he guided his cock in between my boobs. I began moving my chest up and down, stimulating him, until he got completely hard.

I stood up, and laughed at the disappointed look on his face. Then, I lay down next to him on my back, keeping my head hanging off the edge of the bed. In this position, he could easily fuck my breasts or switch to my mouth, when he felt like it. I cupped my boobs again and sent him a smile.

John returned the gesture and stood up. He undressed and positioned himself in front of me. Without hesitation, he started thrusting his cock in between my tits, groaning from pleasure. It felt good, especially since I was massaging my nipples at the same time, and it was definitely better than me giving him a boob job. He stopped for a moment, only to replace my hands with his. He was also stimulating my nipples, knowing how much I loved it, but his grasp was much tighter. Not tight enough to bruise, only firm in a pleasing way.

“Oh, yes, cover me in your cum,” I moaned, sensing he was close to orgasm.

I knew how much he loved hearing stuff like that and continued cheerleading him.

John stopped again and stuffed his cock in my mouth. I continued moaning despite that. He started massaging my boobs and playing with them. I never understood why men love it so much, but the skin on my chest was sensitive, and it felt nice, so I simply accepted it. His left hand reached for my already wet pussy and he started fingering me. Technically, I was just an escort, well a professional escort, but he always made sure I came too. 

After a moment, he pulled his cock out and used his right hand to jerk off. He finished on my chest, covering my breasts in cum. As soon as I felt his warm sperm on me, I came as well, moaning loudly and thanking him.