Ambushed by My Busty Fuck Buddy: A Steamy Titjob at the Business Trip Hotel

The summer night in this business trip city was unbearably humid.

I'm Hiroaki, an ad planner in my early thirties, a total workaholic.

Every time I come to this town, my head is full of client meetings.

Today, I arrived at the city hotel lobby past 9 PM.

Loosening my suit tie, I waited for the elevator.

The exhaustion hit me all at once. The daily deadline rush had built up so much stress.

(Ah, I just want to get to my room, crack open a beer, and crash...)

Suddenly, I felt a gaze from the lobby sofa.

Turning around, there was a woman sitting there.

It was Misato, a freelance event coordinator in her late twenties.

We'd crossed paths on jobs a few times and ended up in a fuck buddy arrangement.

But our contact was sporadic. I never expected to run into her here.

She gave a light wave and stood up.

Her thin summer blouse accentuated her body.

Especially those breasts. They looked like at least G-cups, massive and jiggling against the fabric.

The deep cleavage revealed a glimpse of lace from her bra.

My eyes were naturally drawn there.

"Hiroaki, long time no see. I heard you were on a business trip. I've been waiting."

Misato smiled and approached.

Her sweet perfume mingled with the summer humidity.

Watching her breasts bounce with each step made my heart race.

(Wow, still so huge... Those soft tits, I want to touch them...)

"Misato? You startled me. What are you doing here?"

I tried to play it cool, but my voice cracked a bit.

She shrugged and lightly touched my arm.

That simple contact eased some of my work fatigue.

"I was in town for an event meeting. I knew your schedule from industry gossip.

Want to grab a drink? My room's free."

Her eyes narrowed playfully.

The lobby lights illuminated her pale skin, making her breast curves even more prominent.

There was no reason to say no. In fact, my fantasies were already running wild.

(Chance of a lifetime. I could have Misato's huge tits all to myself... Imagining sliding my cock between them, all slick and rubbing—it's too much.)

We got into the elevator.

In the tight space, her body heat radiated toward me.

The soft, warm brush of her breasts against my arm made my lower body react.

Her room was a suite on the tenth floor.

Misato swiped the key card and opened the door.

Cool air conditioning inside was a relief from the steamy summer night.

On the bedside table, wine and glasses were already set out. I was impressed by her preparation.

"Come on, sit down. Tell me about work."

Misato poured the wine and sat next to me.

Her thigh touched my leg, sending a jolt through me.

As I sipped, I vented about my recent ad projects.

Tight deadlines, demanding clients.

Misato nodded along, placing a hand on my shoulder.

Her touch was gentle, and the conversation gradually shifted from work to personal matters.

"You look tired, Hiroaki. Relax. Let me give you a massage."

Her voice turned sweet.

The wine's alcohol made my head fuzzy.

Misato stood and moved behind me.

Her fingers began kneading my neck. It felt amazing.

But my eyes were on her breasts reflected in the mirror.

Her blouse had loosened, exposing deep cleavage. The weight of her breasts pulled at the fabric.

(Ah, so tempting. Those G-cups defying gravity—I want to bury my face in them... Wonder what Misato's nipples look like.)

The massage intensified, her hands sliding down to my chest.

She whispered in my ear.

"Hey, Hiroaki. Remember us? We got so hot that one time."

Of course I remembered. Memories of that night flooded back.

I turned and pulled her waist close.

Our lips met. A soft kiss quickly deepened.

Tongues intertwined, tasting sweet and tangy saliva.

Misato's breath was hot.

I removed her blouse.

Her black lace bra appeared, struggling to contain her G-cup breasts.

They swelled abundantly, cleavage glistening with a light sweat.

The summer humidity made her skin glow.

"Misato, your tits are as erotic as ever..."

I murmured, unhooking her bra.

It fell away.

The revealed breasts exceeded my imagination. Heavy and slightly pendulous, but that realism was irresistible.

Her areolas were large and pinkish, nipples erect and firm.

I grabbed them with both hands. So soft, my fingers sank in.

Misato let out a small gasp.

"Mmm... Hiroaki, be gentle..."

(Too big... This sensation is like a dream. My cock's rock hard.)

I pushed Misato onto the bed.

I hiked up her skirt and removed her panties.

Her pussy came into view. Sparse pubic hair damp, pink slit glistening with juices.

I ran my fingers over it. Her clit was swollen; touching it made her body twitch.

"Ah, there... That feels good."

Misato's voice was sultry.

I couldn't hold back and dropped my pants.

My cock sprang out, hard and leaking precum in strings.

Misato's eyes lit up, and she smiled.

"Wow, your cock's so eager. Want to play with my tits?"

She sat up and positioned me on the bed.

She pressed her massive breasts together, forming a deep valley.

The groove was profound. Sweat and skin scent teased my nose.

She guided my cock into it.

(Oh fuck, it's squeezing me... This soft flesh pressure is insane. Misato's tits enveloping my cock...)

The titjob began.

With each up-and-down motion of her breasts, my cock slid slickly.

Her sweat and my precum acted like lube.

Her nipples grazed my stomach, a tingling sensation.

Visually perfect too. Waves of G-cup tit flesh swallowing my cock.

"How's that? Feels good? My huge tits are gonna make your cock melt."

Misato looked up at me seductively.

I thrust my hips.

My shaft sank into the valley, the head peeking out between her breasts.

Each time, pleasure shot through me like electricity.

(Ah, I can't hold out... Her tits are warm and heavy, milking my cock... More, I want to rub more.)

I pressed her head down, burying my face in the cleavage.

Soft breast skin enveloped my cheeks. Sweet scent.

I licked and sucked her nipples. The firm texture filled my mouth.

Misato moaned, squeezing her tits harder with her hands.

The titjob sped up.

Breast flesh reached the base of my cock, building to climax.

"Misato, I'm cumming... Gonna cover your huge tits!"

I shouted and erupted.

Ropes of semen splattered into her cleavage. White cum soiled her breasts.

It clung to her skin and dripped down.

She laughed, scooping some with her finger and licking it.

"Mmm, your taste. So thick."

The excitement didn't fade.

We connected fully.

I slid my cock into Misato's pussy.

It was soaked and hot, walls gripping me tight.

In cowgirl, she rode me, her massive tits bouncing over my face.

I grabbed and kneaded them with both hands. Tit flesh overflowed between my fingers.

I pinched her nipples, drawing out her moans.

"Ahh, Hiroaki, right there... Touch my clit too."

I fingered the nub above her pussy.

Her body shuddered, pushing me to the edge.

Second round climax. I filled her inside.

Hot fluids mixed, wetting the bed.

We continued in the shower.

Under the water, I lathered her huge tits with soap.

Slick second titjob.

My cock, covered in bubbles, slid effortlessly.

Third, fourth time... I came five times that night.

Misato's breasts were red and swollen, coated in my cum.

She looked satisfied, stroking my body.

"Hiroaki, let's meet like this again. Use my tits anytime."

Our connection felt deeper.

More than just fuck buddies—we shared secrets now.

Like how sensitive her nipples were, or how quick I could be on the trigger.

We laughed about it.

Morning came, body heavy.

Summer sun filtered through the curtains.

More business meetings today, but my sore hips made focusing tough.

(The afterglow of Misato's huge tits... Can I get through work like this?)

Her scent lingered on the bed.

I sighed and left the room.

But my heart was light. Stress gone, new fantasies brewing.

Next time, how else to play in that cleavage.