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I had just gotten divorced and a lot of the tension in my marriage had been around the fact that I like women with very large breasts, and my wife didn't really fit the profile. Don't get me wrong, I was attracted to my wife, but she was always worried when there were women around me that were bustier than she was, and this exasperated the other problems that we were having. Being a newly single man, I suddenly had the freedom to enjoy women that were well endowed and I figured who better to play with than a big busty escort ?

I wasn't sure where to start, so I simply got on the Internet and found a website called Bunnies of London. I was amazed at the beautiful women that were all available to me, and could see that my fetish would definitely be taken care of with any of the women that were featured. I could see all of the escort lingo including cim, owo, and more and the more I looked the more aroused I became. I finally selected one of the busty escorts by the name of Meghan. She was a beauty, with long auburn hair, green eyes, and breasts that were absolutely beautiful. I made my reservations for that evening and as soon as I was done I began readying myself for her arrival.

While many men simply take escorts out on the town, I was not embarrassed to admit that I had no interest in taking her out. I had lived for a long time just observing women with big breasts and now I could actually have fun with them, and that is what I intended to do! I was hoping that Meghan would be open to some breast play, and it appeared from looking at her profile that is was into just about anything that I could think of!

At seven in the evening there was a knock at the door, and I knew who it was. Not wanting to appear too eager I made my way slowly to the door and took a deep breath when as I opened it. I met her eyes right away and she smiled at me warmly, yet somehow quite seductively. I smiled back and motioned for her to come into the house. ?You must be Phillip" I nodded, ?And you must be Meghan" I asked her in the same playful tone. ?That's me,? she said as she dropped her purse on the entryway table.

We moved into the eat in kitchen where I had poured champagne moments earlier and I handed her one of the glasses. She sipped it and looked pleased when I presented her with a plate of strawberries and whipped cream. I took one of the strawberries off of the plate and dipped it into the cream and fed her, watching her seductive lips wrap around the red, ripe berry. I couldn't help but notice her breasts rise and fall each time she took a breath and all I could think about was taking off her shirt and feeling her breasts with my hands and my tongue.

I took another strawberry, dipped it in the cream and then spread the cream on her chest. I then placed the strawberry back on the plate and slowly licked the creamy substance off of her chest, enjoying the roundness of her cleavage, daring to explore the space between her breasts with my tongue. As if she knew what I wanted she took off her top, allowing for her breasts to be free. I stepped back and just looked at her for a moment, simply in awe of the beauty of her breasts.

I held my hand out, and led her into the bedroom. She lay back on the bed, and I undressed her completely and enjoyed the ease of this process. I then moved on top of her pressing my body against hers. I rolled off of her and sat beside her, feeling the firmness growing between my legs. She met my eyes and smiled when I began to caress her breasts softly, and then I bent down and began kissing them, then began playing with her nipples. She would gasp when I would bite down just a bit, and giggle as I sucked and licked.

Feeling my arousal growing I pulled a bottle of lubrication out of the bedside table and poured the strawberry scented oil over her breasts. I straddled her, pushed her breasts together, and began to move my penis in and out slowly between her breasts. She reached down and played with my scrotum and my pleasure was instantly heightened. I couldn't help but start to thrust harder, and as I watched my own penis move in and out from between her breasts I felt like I was living in a dream.

I was thrusting quite hard and then suddenly Meghan gave my scrotum and gentle tug, not allowing me to hold back any more. I was suddenly having a very intense orgasm with cum squirting all over her glistening breasts, onto her chin, and even on her stomach. When I was done I looked at her and was amazed at how beautiful she still looked. I reached down and ran my hand over each of her now damp breasts, enjoying the rise and fall between the breasts. She smiled again, and then motioned for a towel that was on the bedside table. I got it, and I wiped her breasts off gently, enjoying the way they moved when I touched them.

After I helped her clean up we enjoyed a hot shower together, where I simply enjoyed watching the water roll off of her breasts. Because of the oil that was still on the skin, the water would simply bead up and hang on her breasts. She would just smile at me when our eyes would meet, and I realized for the first time how simple yet intense my fetish was. Though there were men out there who have more exotic fetishes and fantasies, mine was fulfilled and fully realized that day in the bedroom and in the shower with a busty escort named Meghan.

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