Burst
2021·23 min·90% liked·12.2K Views
Emberly and Kit pull their clothes from the dryer and find everything shrunk. The tops and bras squeeze tight over their big breasts. Fabric strains. Nipples press against the material. When Kit tries on her bra her breasts spill over the cups, flesh soft and pale above the edge. Emberly watches. Heat builds low in her stomach. She steps closer and runs a fingertip along the overflow. Kit sighs, leaning in. Fingers slip behind Kit’s back, undo the clasp. The bra drops. Emberly cups both breasts, palms full, thumbs circling the stiff nipples. They kiss slow and deep, tongues sliding, breath hot between them. Hands wander—down ribs, over hips, into the heat between thighs. Emberly’s mouth follows, lips parting around Kit’s nipple, sucking slow and firm. Kit’s fingers tangle in Emberly’s hair, hips rolling forward. The room grows quiet except for soft moans and the wet sound of tongue against skin. Emberly slips two fingers into Kit, gentle at first, then deeper, curling until Kit gasps and tightens around her. She keeps the rhythm steady, thumb on Kit’s clit, drawing out each shuddering wave until Kit trembles and goes still in her arms.













