This wasn’t a Craigslist encounter, but it was definitely one of my more frequent—and fun—experiences. In fact, this was before I even discovered Craigslist.

I worked at a retail store, and most of the management team—myself included—were all pretty good friends. I got along with B the most. I’ll keep things a bit discreet here, just in case.

He would come hang out in my department sometimes, and we’d just talk. At one point, I opened up to him about my relationship not going well. He asked for details, and I told him the truth—it was rough. Sex maybe once a month if I was lucky. The last couple of times I had tried to just suck him off, he watched porn the entire time, and, eventually, I would fall asleep.

It was frustrating. At that point, I was pretty sure he just wasn’t attracted to me anymore.

He teased me, saying that anytime I wanted to suck the cock of someone who would actually enjoy me, I should let him know.

After that, we started texting, sexting, and teasing each other. He was very into big boobs, and at a 46DDD, I was more than well-equipped. He’d send me GIFs and videos of girls with big bouncing tits, boob drops—all of it.

One day, I was in the office doing some work when he came in and said he needed my help with something.

He led me to an empty part of the store we used for storage. The second he turned to face me and pulled out his cock, I didn’t even hesitate. I dropped down into a squat and took him straight into my mouth.

He unzipped my jacket and reached into the top of my shirt, grabbing my breasts. He squeezed them hard—so hard—before finding my nipple and pinching it, rolling it between his fingers.

Fuck, it felt so good. I could already feel my cotton panties getting wet.

It didn’t take long before his hand moved to the back of my head.

“Yeah, baby… that’s it.”

With his thick, seven-inch cock, I struggled to take all of him into my mouth—but I tried anyway. I pushed myself as far down as I could, working him deeper into my throat. Every time I moved back up, I made sure to circle the head with my tongue, slow and deliberate.

Suddenly, he gripped my right breast hard enough to make me jump. My lips tightened around his cock, and he shoved my head all the way down.

I felt him explode in my mouth.

There was so much cum I could barely keep up, struggling to hold it all in as I swallowed.

Halfway through, I heard my name being paged over the store intercom.

I quickly finished, licking him clean before pulling myself back together. He slapped my ass as we slipped out through separate exits.

The rest of the day, he teased me, telling me I had something on my face.

That might have been the first time I sucked his cock, but it definitely wasn’t the last.

Over the following days, it became a ritual.

We’d meet in locked rooms—the warehouse, the office, the back area of my department. Sometimes I knelt. Sometimes I sat in a chair while he stood over me.

Every time, I took his cock out, already hard and waiting, and hungrily pulled it into my mouth.

At first, I assumed he wanted what my Craigslist hookups had always wanted, that I’d swallow his load down.

But not him.

He wanted to spray his cum all over my large breasts.

One particular afternoon, B texted me before my shift, telling me to bring an extra shirt because he planned to really cover me that day.

I was instantly turned on.

I gathered everything I needed, but before leaving, I lay back down on my bed and grabbed my vibrator. I needed to take the edge off. The heat building inside me was too much.

The second the vibrations hit my clit, it felt like lightning striking over and over again.

I reached into my drawer and grabbed a six-inch dildo, pushing it deep into my tight cunt. I buried it all the way inside me, closing my legs around it while keeping the wand pressed firmly against my clit.

I ground my hips into it as I felt the dildo drag against my inner walls.

It didn’t take long.

My climax hit hard, my whole body pulsing as waves of pleasure shot through me again and again.

I nearly came a second time when I pulled the dripping dildo from my pussy.

Don’t worry—I was a good girl.

I licked it clean.

I wanted him to smell it on me when I got to work.

Sure enough, when I texted him that I was about to walk in, he told me he was already in the back, waiting—hard.

I slipped through the store, making sure none of my coworkers noticed me. When I knocked, and he let me in, his cock was already out, fully erect, precum slowly dripping from the tip.

It was such a sight.

Without hesitation, I pulled off my shirt and bra.

B sat down in front of me and immediately buried his face in my breasts, groaning about how full and round they were, and how big my areolas were.

Then he took one of my nipples into his mouth and sucked—long and hard.

It took everything in me not to collapse right there.

Apparently, my earlier release hadn’t done a thing to dull the intensity of this.

I ran my fingers through his hair, moaning softly as he worked my chest. One hand squeezed my breast while the other pumped his cock.

Eventually, he stood and gestured toward the chair.

I sat down and immediately took him into my mouth, pushing him as deep into my throat as I could manage.

His hand wrapped around my ponytail, guiding me—controlling the pace as he moved my head up and down along his shaft.

Every time he thrust into the back of my throat, he pushed me down harder.

His precum coated my tongue, thick and warm.

I reached up and gently cupped his balls, massaging them as I worked him.

The sounds he made—fuck, they had my pussy dripping all over again.

His pace picked up—faster, rougher.

“I’m about to cum,” he warned.

I pulled back just enough to wrap my hand around his cock, stroking him faster. With my other arm, I lifted my breasts up for him.

One stroke.

Another.

And then, hot cum sprayed across my chest, my arms, my hands, even splattering onto my face.

He kept going, pulse after pulse, covering me.

I had never seen him cum that much before.

When he finally opened his eyes and looked down at me, he had the biggest grin on his face.

“MMMMM,” he said, “now you are truly a good cock sucker.”

I smiled back at him.

“I’m so glad I get to please you that much.”

I rubbed some of his cum into my skin before grabbing my extra shirt and cleaning myself off. He wiped himself down and tucked his cock away.

“Make sure you clock in,” he reminded me.

I smirked.

“Oh, don’t worry… I already did.”