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He laughed as he fell; for to have fallen, means to once have soared.
 
I don't often say this but imo her best video yet.
There was a bit of everything shown including some bumhole and her being playful suits her.
 
i mean she really is so close to just being nude at this point and she’s well beyond the fake reactions to having her tits out. she seems way more comfortable with it
 
Been watching her progress for about 7-8 months now and wow she has come a very long way. From little small nip slips for 0.3 seconds to full on having them out. Same with her lower body. I will say she’s trying now to make sure that we see her. where as before she was way too self conscious. She still is but now it’s headed in a better direction.
My only concern is that she’s too focused on what she looks like doing the thing’s we want her to do ex. Bending over shaking her butt, leaving her breast out longer, showing more puss, things like that. She gets way too caught up on that and thinks she looks weird. Well of course to yourself, but that’s the whole reason I’m watching it’s sexy af and cute imo.
aghh we were so close to a full on spread from behind but every time she looks into the camera you can see how she tones it down. Shes hot af I just want her to fully commit regardless of how she may view herself.
 
Let me firstly say, I'm absolutely devastated about the sun damage on Brooke's magnificent breasts. Now, I'm not the kind of man who says: "Cor yeah, I'd love to fuck Brooke! I'd love to bend her over … wreck all of her holes etc. etc. No, that's not me. All I want to do is sit next to her and just cup her breasts in my hands. Feel their weight. Touch their smoothness. Ever so gently softly kiss and caress her nipples. That's all. Nothing more. Just delicately touch her beautiful baubles. Her gorgeous orbs. Brooke might just have the best pair of breasts I've ever seen. They are just perfect. I'm glad I'm alive to witness them. Thank you Brooke, you gorgeous young woman.
ps. What's the deal with writing erotic stories? Are they allowed? I have a good one involving myself, Brooke, Payton and their mum. If they aren't allowed here DM me and I'll share it if you're interested.
 
Erotic fiction involving Brooke, her mum, her sister and me. Only read this if you're interested in erotic fiction. That's what it is: Fiction. It's a story. Fantasy. Again, only read this if you like reading and like erotic fiction. Peace.
Brooke Marsden leaned back in her plush pink gaming chair, her heart still racing from the thrill of hitting "publish" on her latest YouTube video. The bikini haul had been fire—six skimpy sets that barely contained her enormous, gravity-defying breasts. At 22, the blonde influencer was a goddess of social media: long, wavy golden hair cascading down her back, full pouty lips glossed in cherry red, and a body sculpted by endless gym sessions and genetics that made men weak. Her massive tits, easily 36HH, strained against the thin white crop top she wore now, her nipples faintly visible through the fabric. The video was already racking up views, but Brooke craved something more primal tonight.
The door to her bedroom clicked open. In walked her mother, Elena, a stunning 45-year-old with the same voluptuous figure as her daughter, and her younger sister Payton, 20, a perky brunette with a mischievous grin. Between them was Mr. Harlan Graves, a 68-year-old neighbor who'd been like family for years. Tall but slightly stooped with age, silver hair, and a weathered face that spoke of a lifetime of quiet desire, Harlan had always been generous—helping with yard work, slipping the girls cash for their "content." Tonight, the Marsden women had invited him over for a very special celebration.
"Video's up, baby," Elena purred, closing the door behind them. "You looked so fucking hot in those bikinis. Those tits of yours are going to break the internet again."
Payton giggled, locking eyes with Harlan. "Mr. Graves has been dying to see them up close, Brooke. Haven't you, sir?"
Harlan's eyes gleamed with lust as he stepped closer to Brooke's chair. The young blonde smiled seductively, arching her back to push her chest forward. "I've been thinking about this all week while filming. These big girls need some real attention after being squeezed into those tiny tops."
Elena placed a hand on Harlan's shoulder, guiding him. "Go on, Harlan. Touch them. Brooke loves it when a man appreciates her assets. Don't be shy—her tits are enormous for a reason."
Brooke stood up, peeling off her crop top in one smooth motion. Her massive breasts spilled free, heavy and perfect, pale skin glowing under the soft bedroom lights. Pink nipples, already stiff, sat high on the swelling globes. They jiggled hypnotically with every breath. Harlan's hands trembled as he reached out, cupping the undersides. The weight was incredible—warm, soft flesh overflowing his palms.
"Fuck, they're even bigger than I imagined," he groaned, squeezing gently at first, then harder. His thumbs circled her nipples, pinching them until Brooke moaned.
Payton moved behind her sister, reaching around to help lift Brooke's tits, presenting them to the old man. "Squeeze harder, Mr. Graves. She can take it. Look how they bulge between your fingers. Brooke's such a slut for tit play."
Elena nodded approvingly, her own cleavage heaving in her low-cut blouse. "That's it. Play with my daughter's enormous breasts. Bounce them. Slap them around. She films all those videos teasing the world, but this is what she really needs—an older man who knows how to handle real tits."
Harlan grew bolder, lifting and dropping Brooke's heavy breasts, watching them slap together with wet, fleshy sounds. He buried his face between them, motorboating the soft valley, inhaling her sweet, youthful scent mixed with the faint coconut lotion she used. Brooke's hands tangled in his silver hair, pulling him deeper. "Mmm, yes, Mr. Graves. Suck on them. My nipples are so sensitive after that long video shoot."
He latched onto one fat nipple, sucking hard while his hands kneaded the other breast roughly. Milk-white flesh spilled over his wrists. Payton and Elena watched with hungry eyes, encouraging every move.
"Look at how hard his cock is already," Payton whispered, palming the growing bulge in Harlan's pants. "Brooke's tits are magic. Keep playing with them, sir. Make her moan louder."
Elena stroked Brooke's hair. "Good girl. Let him worship those huge tits. This is better than any fan comment on your haul video."
Harlan pulled back, his face flushed. His cock strained painfully against his trousers. Brooke dropped to her knees on the soft carpet, her enormous breasts swaying pendulously. "Time to tit-fuck you, Mr. Graves. I've been fantasizing about your old cock sliding between these since you fixed my ring light last month."
She unzipped him eagerly, freeing his thick, veiny erection. At 68, Harlan was impressively hard, the head already leaking precum. Brooke spit generously into her cleavage, then pressed her massive tits together around his shaft. The sight was obscene—his cock completely enveloped in soft, pillowy titflesh, only the purple head peeking out from the top.
"Ohhh fuck," Harlan grunted as Brooke began to move. She bounced her breasts up and down his length, the friction slick and warm. Her skin was velvet, squeezing him perfectly. Every upward stroke made her tits jiggle wildly, nipples dragging along his shaft.
Payton knelt beside her sister, helping hold Brooke's breasts tighter around the old man's cock. "Fuck her tits harder, Mr. Graves. Thrust into them. Look how deep they swallow you. Brooke's got the best fuck-pillows in the family."
Elena stood over them, unbuttoning her blouse to reveal her own impressive bust. "That's right, Harlan. Use my daughter's enormous breasts like the slutty influencer she is. Pound that cock between them. She loves feeling an older man's dick sliding right where everyone wishes they could."
Harlan gripped Brooke's shoulders and started thrusting, his hips pumping steadily. The wet sounds of titfucking filled the bedroom—schlick, schlick, schlick—his precum and her spit making everything glide deliciously. Brooke looked up at him with big blue eyes, her tongue flicking out to lick the head of his cock on every upstroke.
"Mmmph, your cock feels so good between my big tits," she moaned. "Harder, daddy. Fuck them like you own them."
Payton leaned in, licking the side of Brooke's breast where it met Harlan's shaft, tasting the mixture of fluids. "Cum all over them soon, Mr. Graves. Cover my sister's huge boobs. Mom and I want to see it drip everywhere."
Elena reached down, pinching Brooke's nipples while her daughter worked the old man's cock. "Yes, paint those massive tits white. Brooke's fans see them in bikinis, but we'll know they're marked by a real man's load."
The pace quickened. Harlan's balls slapped against the undersides of Brooke's breasts with every thrust. Her tits were red from the friction, bouncing violently. She squeezed them even tighter, milking him with expert rhythm. The old man was panting, his face contorted in ecstasy.
"Fuck... I'm getting close," he growled.
"Don't hold back," Elena commanded softly. "Ejaculate all over my daughter's breasts. Give her everything."
Payton nodded eagerly, her hand now stroking Harlan's balls. "Shoot it all over Brooke's enormous tits. Make them shiny and sticky. She deserves it after that hot video."
Brooke accelerated her titfucking, her voice breathy and desperate. "Cum for me, Mr. Graves. Cover these big young tits. I want to feel your hot load splashing across my chest."
With a deep, guttural roar, Harlan exploded. Thick ropes of cum erupted from his cock, splattering across Brooke's cleavage. The first powerful spurt hit her collarbone and ran down between her breasts. The second and third painted her nipples in pearly white. More and more came, coating the tops of her massive globes until they glistened obscenely. Some landed on her chin and lips, which she licked up greedily.
"Yes! Cover her!" Elena cheered, rubbing the cum into Brooke's skin with her fingers. "Look at that beautiful mess on your enormous breasts, baby."
Payton scooped some up and smeared it across Brooke's other nipple. "So much cum for such big tits. Good job, Mr. Graves. Brooke looks like a proper cum-slut now."
Brooke moaned in satisfaction, pressing her cum-slick breasts together and jiggling them to show off the load. Strings of semen stretched between them. Harlan's cock twitched with aftershocks, still nestled in her warm valley.
But they weren't done. The Marsden women pushed Harlan onto the bed, Brooke climbing on top. She straddled his waist, rubbing her cum-covered tits all over his softening cock, cleaning him with her breasts while Payton and Elena encouraged more fondling.
"Play with them some more," Payton urged, guiding his hands back to Brooke's chest. "They're even slipperier now. Squeeze that cum into her skin."
Elena kissed Harlan's cheek. "This is just the beginning of the night. My girls love sharing. Brooke's tits are yours to use whenever you want."
Harlan's hands roamed freely again, massaging the sticky mess into Brooke's enormous breasts, pinching her nipples until she whimpered. Payton and Brooke took turns kissing him, their tongues eager, while Elena watched with maternal pride, occasionally leaning in to lick a stray drop of cum from her daughter's cleavage.
The room filled with moans and the sounds of flesh on flesh. Brooke ground her wet pussy against Harlan's thigh as he continued to worship her tits, lifting them, slapping them lightly so cum flew in tiny droplets. Payton helped by sucking on one of Brooke's nipples, tasting the old man's seed.
"You're such a good girl for Mr. Graves," Elena whispered, stroking Brooke's hair. "Let him enjoy every inch of those huge breasts."
Harlan's cock hardened again under the relentless attention. Brooke slid down, once more enveloping him in her cum-lubricated cleavage for round two. This time, she went slower, teasing, while her mother and sister whispered filthy encouragements.
"Fuck those tits again. Fill them up a second time."
"Make her breasts bounce, sir. They're so heavy and perfect."
Brooke's eyes sparkled with lust as she worked him. "I love being your titty slut right after my bikini video. All those viewers wish they were you."
The old man thrust upward, lost in the sensation of young, massive breasts wrapped around him. The encouragement from Elena and Payton pushed him over the edge faster this time. He erupted again, adding fresh layers of cum to Brooke's already glazed chest. The women applauded softly, rubbing it in, making her skin shine like oiled porcelain.
Hours passed in a haze of tit play and encouragement. Harlan fondled, sucked, slapped, and fucked Brooke's enormous breasts repeatedly. Payton and Elena never stopped praising him, guiding his hands, holding Brooke's tits for him, and urging load after load onto the young influencer's chest. By the end, Brooke was a sticky, satisfied mess, her breasts red and tender but glowing with pride.
As they lay tangled on the bed, cum drying on Brooke's skin, Elena smiled. "Next bikini haul, maybe we'll film a private version for Mr. Graves."
Brooke kissed the old man deeply. "Anytime. These tits are all yours to play with."
Payton winked. "And we'll always be here to help him cum all over them."
 
Get a grip. It's just content. For fun. For shitz and gigglz. Grow a pair. ffs.
 
The poem nonce with the weird essays on her YT her comments has joined us I see.
She’s definitely embracing her plumpness.
Said ages ago her next level would be catwalking/heels - like Emily Monks, The Katie did to their own high grade.
Safe to say her sister Peyton was gifted the ass, her the tits. Brooke thinks because she is heavier now, she automatically has an ass to shake - I don’t think she does.
Muh getting steps in / drinking coke.
Lass just needs to do some squats. Always said she’s too lazy/braindead to actually do gym/have good physique.
 
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