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Saturday morning and once again my fiance has woken me up. His elbow jammed into my ribcage as he jerked himself off. I groaned a little to make sure he knew I was irritated but he didn’t apologise.

He’s been jacking himself off in the morning about three to four times a week. He says he does it because he has a high libido and needs to “get the extra sexual energy out”. When it comes to sex though he at all times has a new excuse; it’s too late, I’m too tired, I’m not feeling well. He chooses his hand over me and while it does upset me, I’ve grown used to it.

“Let me cum on your tits babe” he whispered to me. Usually I would tell him to fuck off but I felt spiteful that day and I knew I could use the favour as leverage against him (yeah our relationship wasn’t very healthy). As I started to slowly lift my pj shirt, he couldn’t hold it in any longer and busts all over my pj’s.

“What the fuck?” I ask.

“Oh babe, you weren’t fast enough” he replied, with a tone of disappointment in his voice. Of course he blamed me instead of himself.

“So is this our sex life now? You wake me up and demand to cum on my tits?” I ask as I pulled the sticky shirt off. His reply was silence, as the post-nut clarity made him realise we were gonna fight about this all day.

“Why don’t you want to fuck me instead of jacking yourself off everyday?”

“Oh come on I don’t do it every day, you always exaggerate” he rorted as he got out of the bed and went to the shower. I laid in bed with my big tits flopped out and tried to fall back asleep when my fiance barged back into the room with a great idea.

“Should we try and have an open relationship?” He asked. The idea at first shocked me and I couldn’t say anything. But then I wondered about it. He proposed to me 8 months ago and we still didn’t have a wedding date set. In fact everytime I brought up wedding planning he got upset.

“What do you mean an open relationship?” I asked.

“Well you know how I have a high libido, I think monogamy is not for me. I need to be with new people all the time.”

By now I was furious but I played it cool.

“So what do you suggest?” I asked.

“How about you sleep with whoever you want and I sleep with who I want? But we can’t do it in our house”.

I mulled it over in my head. It hurt that I wasn’t enough for him but at the same time he wasn’t enough for me. I needed more love, lust and passion. Not some dickhead who wakes me up in the morning with his wanking. I was angry but I tried to block those emotions out so I could make a level-headed decision.

“So do you think?” he prodded.

“Yeah sure, let’s have an open relationship if that’s what you want”.

I left the bed and hopped in the shower, I needed to get his sticky spunk off my chest and clear my mind. It didn’t really make sense why my fiance wasn’t into me. I don’t want to sound narcissistic but he’s punching above his weight.

He’s on the verge of being a middle aged man, with a receding hairline and a growing gut. He doesn’t work out and his favourite activity is gambling but he does have a good sense of fashion so I’ll give him that.

As I showered I looked at my body. Sure I neglected it a little but I still had big tits, a round ass and natural midnight black hair. Sure I was a bit chubby here and there but I love my body and I want someone else to love it too. Maybe an open relationship was a good idea.

When I came back into the bedroom, my fiance was setting up his Tinder profile.

“Wow you wasted no time” I sneered. “Show me your profile”.

He gave his phone over and I swiped through the pictures he chose. The first two were group photos of him and the boys then he had one when he wore a suit for a friend’s wedding and the last one was him asleep on the couch.

“Why did you include that last one?” I asked.

“I like it, it’s a funny photo. It shows my personality, that I like to joke around” he joked.

Then I read his bio: Young stallion looking for a good time. I don’t fuck around with time wasters or immature people. Hit me up if you’re interested .

It was at that moment that I realised I had nothing to fear. There’s no way any self-respecting girl would swipe right. His user account was embarassing.

“Yeah it looks great. Should I make one too?”

He looked at me kind of confused, maybe only now he realised that open relationships go both methods and that I was down to play too. Maybe he gambled that I would let him sleep with other women but I would stay loyal to him.

So I downloaded Tinder and got to work. I uploaded four pictures: first one was a head shot of me in a full face of make-up, second was me in a formal dress, third was me and my tig ol bitties in a bikini and last was me doing yoga. The last photo was a creep shot taken by my lovely fiance but my body looked good in it so I used it. My fiance didn’t really care because at this point he was madly swiping through other girls’ profiles. It was clear to me he was only swiping right on young fit girls – girls that would never go out with him.

I swiped right a couple times and put my phone down to do my make up. A few minutes later I got my first match – a geeky looking kid. He wrote ‘will you be my big titty goth mommy?’ Clearly it was a joke but I didn’t care. I replied with a quick sure and suggested to meet at a cafe for brunch.

I went back to the bedroom and dressed for the date. I put on some black tights which showed off my ass-et and a black jumper. This kid wanted a goth mommy and that’s what he was gonna get.

Hubby was still in bed, swiping non-stop. He didn’t even realise I had gotten changed in front of him. So I packed a few other items into my handbag and left the house.

The geeky kid was already at the cafe and ready to order so I got him to buy me a tea and muffin. I could tell immediately he was nervous and not as confident as he was online behind a screen.

“Have you done this often?” he asked.

“Nope, I’ll be completely honest with you. I’ve been in a committed relationship for 2 years, of which the last 8 months I’ve been engaged. Today I wake up and my fiance wants an open relationship.”

“Oh is he okay with you being here?”

“I don’t care. It was his idea for an open relationship so that’s what he’s going to get. Is that a problem for you?”

The dude looked around nervously and said; “That’s not a problem at all” Then he added after a pause “you look really nice today”. I could tell he genuinely meant it too.

“You’re really sweet” I replied and in that moment I decided that I’m gonna fuck his brains out.

After we both finished, I followed his car back to his apartment. He lived in student housing at the local university and his place was nice and clean.

He awkwardly gave me a tour of his house then sat down on his couch. So I immediately straddled him and started to slowly grind on his cock.

“So you want me to be your big titty goth mommy?” I joked.

“Yes please” he replied softly and uncertain of what he just agreed to. He was very passive, just enjoying the grinding so I decided to take charge a little.

“Grab my ass baby, you can play with my body”. He started running is hands on all over my tights which were stretched across my donk. I pulled my jumper off to reveal that I forgot to wear a shirt.

“Wow your tits are huge.”

“Fuck yeah they are. Suck my titties baby.” He pulled down my bra and went to town. He ran his tongue all over my breasts, doing little circles around my nipples. I leaned forward and burried him in my titties. When I let him have some air he had a gigantic gorgeous smile on his face.

“Do you have a condom?”

“Yeah right here” he pulled his pants down to reveal his cock. It was really long and skinny with a slight bend to it. Very different to my husband’s which was shorter but slightly thicker.

“Woah you have a massive dick, let me feel it” I said purposely to pump up his ego. I stroked his 9 inch cock until he was rock hard then grabbed the condom and in one swift move rolled it out. Then in another swift move I pulled my tights off to reveal that I forgot to wear any panties today and I hopped straight onto his dick like a cowgirl. I pushed his dick back so it was firmly pressed against my ass, rubbing up against my pussy. I started bouncing my ass a little, letting his dick grind against my wet pussy.

“My pussy isn’t ready for your long cock yet baby. Is it okay If I just twerk on your dick for a little bit?” I sheepishly asked rubbing my heavy titties against his chest. Truth is my pussy is the sluttiest part of my body and it got wet instantly but I wanted to tease him a little – show him who’s in charge and in control.

“Yeahhhh of course” he moaned back as I rubbed my increasingly wet pussy against his member. It must have been agonising to be so close but so far.

I pushed my big titties against his chest and whispered in his ear; “I want my pussy to be as wet as possible for your long cock. It’s so much bigger than my fiance’s”.

He was moaning like a pussycat so I decided I teased him enough. I grabbed his cock and angled it in. Once I was confident it was in, I sat down all to the bottom of his cock.

“Fuckkkkkk”

I started bouncing my ass, slowly at first then increasing the tempo until I was slamming my ass onto his cock. It felt really good, he didn’t stretch me out like my fiance but he fucked me deep. It was a new sensation that felt amazing.

“Ohhhhh my, fuck me your pussy feels amazing” he moaned.

“Shooosh, suck my titty” I playfully responded and put my boob into his hungry mouth.

I switched up the tempo between soft bounces, to hard slams and then I started grinding. As I was tilting my hips I felt a wave of pleasure crash over me, a feeling I haven’t felt in so long – I was gonna cum.

“Fuck I going to cum” I gasped and then my body tensed up and I started shaking. My pussy clenched his cock and I felt his hard cock throbbing deep in my guts.

“Fuckkkk me too” he gasped. Him cumming made me cum harder so we were both shaking on the couch until I just collapsed onto him.

“Did we cum at the same time?” I asked.

“Yeah I think so.”

“That’s cool” I said and we cuddled for a moment.

This is what I was missing – not just sex but easy sex that didn’t require any work. I rolled off him and he got up and threw the condom in the bin.

“You can shower first if you would like” he offered, another sign of his kind and thoughtful personality.

After I was finished in the shower, he gave me a towel and he went to shower. I grabbed my phone and laid in his bed. I had a few text messages from my fiance. He wasn’t worried about where I was or what I was doing instead he texted: Hey, can we change the rules? I’m so close to banging this chick but we cannot do it at her house. Can she come here?

Of course he was backtracking on the only rule he made. I replied sure and put my phone away.

My nerdy boy-toy walked in after his shower and laid on the bed next me. We started talking about girls and relationships. He was very inexperienced but also genuine and warm. At this point I was so pissed off at my fiance that I decided that the best way to get that anger out was by cumming it out.

“Hey, can I sit on your face?” I asked.

My boy toy was a little surprised.

“Umm of course”

“Okay!” I replied, unrolled my towel and straddled his face in reverse cowgirl. I bounced my ass cheeks a little and he went straight to work. He ate my pussy, swirling his tongue up and down and around my clit. It felt good to bury him under my ass, this was something my fiance never let me do. He said it made him feel ‘un-manly’. I bent over forward letting my boy toy catch his breath while he watched my fat ass jiggle right in his face.

“This is the best day of my life he joked” as he played with my bum.

“I can make it even better for you? Go to my handbag and bring me my sports bra and that little plastic bottle”.

I didn’t have to ask him twice. While he went I put my towel down on the floor at the end of the bed. When he came back I made him sit at the end of the bed. He was only wearing a towel so I took that off him and I could see he was rock hard again – one of the biggest advantages of sleeping with a younger man.

“In this little bottle is my favourite lube – melted coconut butter” I said as I sprayed it across my tits.

“Look how shiny they get” I said as I got onto my knees and wrapped his 9 inch dong inbetween my tits. The lube was super slippery so I burried his cock and jacked him off. He had a gigantic smile and was moaning quietly.

“Get your phone baby, I want you to film me” I said, feeling naughty.

Then I let go of his dick and pulled out the black sports bra.

“So this sports bra, I bought because I wanted to try hands-free titty fucky but believe it or not my fiance wasn’t interested. It’s a size too small so let’s see if I fit” I said.

I didn’t fit in the bra, my slippery tits were squished so tightly together and they were bulging out. So they were pretty much perfect for a sloppy titty fuck. He started filming as I squeezed his dick between my titties, his dick barely had any room. I started to slowly rub up and down and I squirted the rest of the lube into my titty crevice. I gave him the titty fuck of my life, a 5 star service that went on for 30 minutes. I fucked his dick fast then slow then sideways and upside down. He loved the whole thing. My pussy was dripping wet by the end of it.

“Are you close?” I asked, hoping he wasn’t. He shook his head – perfect.

I took his cock out of my bra and took the drenched bra off, freeing my breasts.

“Okay be honest with me, how many other girls have you fucked?” I asked.

“You’re my first” he replied.

“Okay don’t worry about a condom then” I said and hopped on his raw dick. Immediately I fucked him furiously, grinding against his body on the edge of the bed until I was cumming all over his cock. We spent the next hour fucking all over his bed. I let him fuck me doggy as I twerked my fat ass on him, then he got on top and fucked me missionary while sucking on my titties.

“I’m going to cum” he said so I hopped off his dick and started jacking him off.

“Cum all over my titties baby” I said as he erupted all over my breasts, spraying them with cum. We both collapsed on the bed after the marathon session.

After a while, I showered and got dressed again, feeling relaxed and happy. I finally got a good fuck and it felt really naughty to be a big titty goth mommy. I said goodbye to my boy toy and went home.

When I got home, the house was a mess, stuff was thrown on the ground.

“What the fuck happened here?” I asked my fiance. He was shaken up.

“I thought a girl was coming over but when I opened the door four guys in balaclavas came in and robbed the place. They stole my PlayStation! This is the worst day ever”.

I wondered about it for a moment but decided there was no point dragging it out any longer.

“I think we should break up”

NSFW: yes

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