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Dave finished changing into his shorts and uniform shirt, with the Shapes logo emblazoned on the slick, wicking fabric. Saturday morning and he was in early as usual, liking to take the extra time to stretch himself out and get ready for the patrons to make their way in. It was late July and one of his favorite times of the year to be working at the gym. He was just a part timer, usually only working Saturdays and the occasional Sunday doing this mostly to pay his own gym membership and he enjoyed helping people to meet their goals. This time of the year was his favorite as a number of people getting ready for college were coming in to shed a few pounds in hopes of getting lucky when they moved away.



Shapes was a gym that catered towards people of average or larger sizes, with equipment often geared more towards helping to build cardiac endurance and a larger focus Nautilus equipment so as to emphasize proper technique before free weights. Not that they turned anyone away, and as an incentive to stay people were encouraged to create a goal at sign up and once hitting that goal were given a free six month membership. Dave himself was in what most people viewed as excellent shape but also had been overweight before and so really enjoyed helping people to work on their goals.



There was of course the bonus of working here that he’d made sure to not mention to the management when he interviewed to train. That was his love of curvy, busty women with hips, he just loved watching the curves on them. Now in his late 20′s he’d come to accept this particular desire and in a lot of ways embrace it. There was little more that he liked than being able to spend his weekends helping them to become the women that they desired, and in return he got to tease and be teased by them. His enthusiasm for the job kept his schedule full and a waiting list going for his services.



The morning went by fairly routine for him, three established clients that were there for their weekly routine check and upgrade. When he came back from lunch, he checked the schedule and had a little smile on his face when he noticed Christy and Ellen were due to be his last clients of the day. They always came as a pair, at first it had been as moral support for each other and as of late it seemed more routine.



A glance to the door while he was spotting Stephanie and he noted that Christy and Ellen had entered and gone to the ladies locker room. As usual they were early, he had a feeling it was due to Christy having a kid and loving the chance to get a break from mom duty once a week. As he guided Stephanie through a new way to stretch out post working out, he noticed the girls had finished changing and were starting to work their way through the pre-workout stretch he’d taught them. It gave him a little smile, he always liked to see that people stuck with their routine.



Today was working the upper body and he smiled a little to himself as the image of Christy doing pectoral extensions filled his mind. Both girls were busty, and Ellen may have had the slight edge in size, but Christy’s chest just seemed to be a bit perkier and somehow better filled out not that he’d knock Ellen’s at any time. It was the same with the girls in the ass department, both had lovely, round rears but Ellen’s begged for attention in a way that Christy’s didn’t. Getting to work with both women at the same time was an exercise in enjoyment and if push ever came to shove he wasn’t sure which girl he’d prefer.



“Hey Christy, nice haircut!” He called over as he made his way towards the stretching mats they were on and noting that she’d gotten her hair cut to shoulder length with blonde streaks run into it, the bottom curling up inwards towards her face quite nicely. Ellen kept her hair longer, about to her mid-back and today it was just done up in a ponytail with a scrunchie. “Ellen looks like you’re getting quite good at putting your hands all the way on the floor!” Never mind that his favorite part of that was seeing her rear up in the air.



Dave laid out the plan for the day, what equipment they were going to work, at what weights, and in what order they were going to do this. The usual questions about what muscles they’d be working and how it would affect how they looked were answered, he was cautious as with most of his female clients, to explain how it wouldn’t bulk up the muscles too much. A number of them always seemed so concerned about putting on too much muscle even though in his experience it tended to be fairly rare unless they were really hitting the weights hard.



Through the first circuit they went, him showing them each way he wanted them work that particular type of equipment and in the case of several units they’d already used a different way to use it. Working with them was always a bit more fun due to how much they cheered each other on, bringing both to push to their limits. This week’s circuit was a bit different as he was introducing the idea of free weights to the two of them, just a couple basics with the barbell. The girls both joked at the idea that they were now really working out because they were getting to do bench presses and bicep curls with free weights.



The second circuit through he stepped back to let them do the exercises on their own, only stepping in to spot them as they worked the free weights and performed the bench presses. He did his best to always put on a professional face and to keep his actions strictly professional, while he took joy in how they appeared he really did not want to make them uncomfortable in the least.



Of course, his body didn’t necessarily have the same motivations. As Christy lay upon the bench, with Dave standing at her head while he spotted the bench press set she was doing, she had a view up inside his shorts and she was doing her best to take a peek without being too noticeable. Most of the other women had long since figured out that he was quite attracted to their body types, and they’d taken it as flattering. The occasional long stare was usually forgiven since he so genuinely seemed to care about them doing well and working on their goals. Well that and when his back was turned they usually returned the favor. There was even a running joke that he couldn’t be as well-endowed as he seemed so it was a game to see who could first spy on him and figure out if he really was. Considering her position, Christy had figured that she might as well take a chance, it had been a while since she’d last seen a cock up close.



Actually quite a while was closing in on three years now, she mused, remembering how Todd had left her when she was six months pregnant with their son. He’d just not been able to handle the anticipated stress of raising a child and had left her to fend for herself. It had, as expected, devastated her but she was fortunate to have Ellen around to help her through everything she’d needed to do, the shopping to be done, putting together all of the baby furniture, and generally getting her life ready for the drastic change it was going to undergo.



After her family had made their visits and spent their time both helping and getting in the way, Ellen had been there to help again. She’d come over after work having made the little errands that suddenly would take Christy forever to do now that she had to take care of the child. Ellen would swing by on the weekends to watch the baby for a couple of hours to give Christy the chance for a little uninterrupted sleep. But mostly she was there to offer a shoulder when the hormones struck or a joke when she was feeling overwhelmed.



That had, over time, changed their relationship. It started innocently enough, with Ellen crashing in bed with Christy instead of driving home tired. As the seasons had changed and the weather grew warmer they both had worn less and less to bed and Ellen was staying more nights of the week. This continued to peak till one night Ellen awoke to Christy having spooned up against her and Ellen’s hand having traveled and comfortably nestled itself over Christy’s panties and between her thighs.



It had led to a long discussion over two pots of coffee, wants, needs, expectations, and the fact that Ellen was almost moved in anyways and how it would save them a bit financially. While both were quite content with each other, there were some things that a man could do that were just a bit better, like the feeling of a flesh cock instead of silicon. The things she had missed all flashed through her head as her eyes laid a glimpse upon the head of his cock. Jaw hung open for a moment and her eyes fixated on it, fortunately he was there to catch the barbell before it dropped too far.



His fingers rapidly closed upon the bar of the weights as suddenly it seemed that Christy had just given up on the weight. So focused on the near accident, that he missed where her eyes were or that watching her chest move with the compressions had started to swell his cock. He guided the barbell back into its rack, wonder if that was enough pushing for the day for them. Dave waved off the pouty face he got from Christy when she protested at cutting off the workout short, reminding her that if she was having issues focusing on the barbell that it wasn’t the safest idea to continue to work out when she couldn’t focus completely on the workout. He patted her shoulder when he realized the disappointment on her face, then watched them walk towards the showers. To his appointment list he went, checking that he was indeed free for the rest of the day, and finally off to grab his own shower.



In the shower he mused about the lapse of concentration, it was completely unlike Christy. Things like that bothered him sometimes because often enough it meant something else was going on in a person’s life. Not that it was his place to pry at all, but he would muse on such things with some of his regular clients, sometimes altering their routines to help them with stress relief. More than once clients had appreciated having kickboxing lessons or time at the heavy bag during times of heavy stress. Perhaps it was just troubles with the father of her kid, he wondered, or maybe just issues at work. A little time with the heavy bag might be appreciated then, at the least it would change up the cardio part of her workout. With that figured out, he wrapped up his shower and strolled into the locker room to get dressed and head out.



Christy made Ellen wait till they were alone in the car, turned to her with eyes wide, “OH MY GOD, it was HUGE!” She watched as Ellen blinked a bit at her yelling, then continued on, “I mean, I only saw the head but, but it was below the hem of his boxers and it was just huge. It was all I could do to not just stop and rip his shorts off. I haven’t felt that way in a long, long time about a guy.” She paused and blushed deep red as she realized how much she was spouting off about Dave to her lover, feeling quite embarrassed at her behavior and at how Ellen might be feeling at the moment despite their agreement in regards to men.



Ellen just leaned in to softly kiss Christy’s lips, “You’re cute when you get that red. Just so long as you bear in mind that any man you bring to bed has to be shared. If he really is that well-endowed, then it might just be interesting to watch and see how much of it you really can take. After all you’ve tightened up a bit these last couple of years.” Ellen knew that Christy had a crush on Dave, hell it was hard not to and she herself wouldn’t mind letting him join them. She wasn’t quite the size queen that Christy was, but she enjoyed a nice, thick cock and wouldn’t mind feeling some real cum drip from her pussy for once. It just pleased her to see Christy so animated, years ago the girl had completely sealed herself away in a shell and it had taken Ellen this long to peel the layers away to peek inside.



Ellen also had to admit the idea of watching Christy get fucked by a real cock was a bit of a turn on. The girl had a very pretty pussy, which she kept shaved clean, and it always looked lovely when it was being split by a large dildo, so she could only imagine how nice it would look wrapped around a real cock. She too had missed the feeling of being with a guy, as much as she enjoyed her relationship with Christy neither of them had identified as being solely after women, they both had confessed to very much being bisexual. That he’d gotten hard at watching them work out was at least affirmation that they were attractive to him, Lord knows watching his muscles flex had more than once gotten her panties damp. No, she wouldn’t mind if one of them seduced him to their bed, it was just a matter of how to go around and get him there.



That night she pulled out the largest dildo they owned and attached it to her strapon, taking on the role of Dave finally brought to their bed. Eyes went wide as Christy insisted that she thought he was better endowed than that, at least a wider head. This she now wanted to see for herself, up close and personal being preferable, perhaps even close enough to inspect with her mouth. Ellen fucked Christy doggy style in front of the dresser mirror, watching themselves and imagining Dave’s sweaty, muscular form taking her girlfriends tight snatch instead of herself.



When it came time for the roles to be reversed, Christy made it a point to tease the tiny entrance to Ellen’s ass, giggling, “You know he does always seem to check out your ass. I wonder if he’d like to be buried up in here. Mmmm bet it would look hot to be licking your pussy and watching him fuck the hell outta this.” She slapped Ellen’s plump rear with a grin, hand coming back to slowly rub over it. “Uh huh stretch you out good but God, I would so love to watch it.” As scary as the thought of a monster cock in her ass was, Ellen had to admit it would look hot and she’d be willing to let him have it if that’s what it took to get him in their bed. Her tongue rolled over her lips as she replied, “only if you let him fuck those tits of yours lover. Maybe even let him cover your pretty face in his spunk.” The only reply was Christy groaning in orgasm at just the thought.



Each night they played out a different scenario, playing out how they would attempt to seduce Dave, complete with what they hoped he would be willing to do with them. By late Friday night, Christy had Ellen so worked up over the idea of what it would look like to have Dave buried in her rear, she finally gave it. With a couple glasses of wine in her system and half a bottle of lube coating the dildo and in her ass, Ellen buried her face into the pillow and felt her ass slowly accept the toy. Only when she felt Christy’s hips against her, did she finally look up and watch as the large toy was slid in and out of her rear, eyes wide in amazement at having it there. It was a weird feeling, a little bit painful admittedly, but oddly pleasurable. Ellen wasn’t quite sure if she would let Christy do this to her again, at least not with a toy this large, but she might be willing to let a man do it.



When they finally arrived at the gym on Saturday afternoon, Christy was almost bubbling over with excitement. She wasn’t sure what would happen, if anything at all happened, but she was still very excited indeed as at least the hope was still there. She glanced over to watch him working with Stephanie, smiling to herself as she drank in him lifting a weight to place upon the leg press machine. When he turned around, she whipped her head to the side and tried to make it look like she was just chattering with Ellen, and also did her best to block his view of Ellen’s beet red face.



She was seriously tempted to leave her panties in the locker but then thought that might just be pushing things a bit much. Never mind that she’d shaved that morning and was a bit extra sensitive, but had wanted to be sure that if something indeed happened she looked her best, at worst she would savor Ellen’s tongue on it later. Christy did, however, forgo her usual second sports bra instead electing to take the bit of discomfort for the chance to let the girls do their thing.



Ellen watched Christy as they began to stretch, immediately noticing that her lover’s bosom was moving further than normal. A little smile played upon her lips, it was nice to see that the Christy she’d known, last dumped by a guy for being too curvy, was now enjoying flaunting her figure. While she’d known that the lass could be a bit of a size queen, well more than a bit, she herself hadn’t realized just how much of a size queen she was. Even if they couldn’t bed him, she’d learned quite a bit about her and Christy’s desires, but it would be ever so much better if they did end up having some wet and sticky fun.



The work out started off as normal, he walked them through the routine that he wanted them to try and they were shown how to perform the exercises. It took most of the willpower the girls had to restrain themselves from teasing him during that first walk through, but they’d agreed to bide their time just a little bit longer, to let him settle in, then they would strike.



Dave had noticed there were a few more glances, and a bit of nervous tension in the girls. He wondered if it had to do with what had caused Christy to nearly have an accident the week before. Well, with any luck the added heavy bag would help with the nerves and stress that the ladies were undergoing. They both seemed rather excited at the idea of getting to play at boxer and slam around the heavy bag. Dave could have sworn that Ellen was purposefully rubbing her lovely, plump ass against him as she mimicked his movements and missed the wink that she gave Christy.



It wasn’t until the second circuit around did he notice that Christy’s chest was swaying more than usual. For a few moments his gaze was fixed upon the swollen orbs bouncing upon her chest with each swing of her fist. When he heard a giggle, Dave snapped out of the daze but didn’t catch that it was Ellen giggling as she stole a peek at his boxers, all he knew is that he was feeling much hornier than usual and a bit of concern that perhaps he wasn’t going to be able to hide that too much longer.



When Ellen asked him again to stand behind her and guide her through a roundhouse Dave was torn for a moment between teaching and hiding his excited organ. The teacher side won through and he took a position behind Ellen, gently grasping her arms to work her through the motions of the punch. She was taking full advantage of it and had snuggled her rear up against the bulge in his shorts, nestling him between the lobes of her plump ass. He got so caught up in the feeling that he nearly didn’t catch her when she finally couldn’t resist the temptation anymore and leaned up to whisper in his ear, “If you like that, you’re welcome to bury yourself in there as often as you like the rest of this weekend.”



If his jaw couldn’t drop any further, Christy, having figured out what was going on, sidled up to him and whispered in his other ear, “And you can bury that cock in any part of me that you desire. Just be ours for the weekend, the week, the month, just say yes.” She grinned, almost innocently, as she rested her head upon his shoulder. Eyes flicked from face to face as he looked back and forth between the two of them, caught offguard and torn between the client-teacher relationship and the aching desire to scream yes. After what seemed like an eternity he finally remembered that he didn’t need this job in the least bit and that these were two adult women inviting, tempting him into their bed. There was only one answer necessary and that was a slow nod of his head.



The girls managed to restrain themselves from cheering in public and quickly relayed out their plan of escape from the building and what their vehicle looked like so he could follow them. Dave’s head was spinning as they relayed all of the information to him, leaving him in almost a daze as he went into the locker room, retrieved his clothes, and headed out to the parking lot to get his car and meet them as instructed. They’d even insisted that he keep on his gym clothes to preserve that so called manly scent. He honestly didn’t care at that point, all he kept thinking was the offer to be buried deep within the two women and how good Ellen’s ass felt snugged around him.

Copyright © 2007







Many thanks to “Techsan” for graciously giving his time and effort to me in editing this and other stories of mine in recent months. As always, I appreciate your excellent support, thanks again, Techsan.



Chapter 12



“All right,” Tony said as Butch, Charlie, and then Mavis left the warehouse. “Next scene will be Ginger and me. Bev-o, will you and Essence work the equipment?”



They nodded their assent, and Tony turned to Barely. “Barely, after this, would you want me to get you and Essence down?”



“Um, no, Tony. I’d rather keep Essence out of this. You never know . . .” he paused and looked beseechingly at his girlfriend. “I hope you understand, baby. No need for the world to see how happy we are together.”



“You’re right, Barely, only make the rest of the world jealous, anyway. But you need to fuck one of the others . . . it’s okay by me.”



“Well,” Tony offered, “perhaps we can call it a night after Ginger and me finish.”



“Sounds like a plan,” Bev-o said, surprising everyone by speaking out.



“Let’s get it on then,” Tony said.



“I’m ready,” Ginger snapped.



Tori had remade the bed for them and handed Ginger a small tube just before she hopped up onto the bed. Tony stood next to the bed while Hailey sucked him to readiness.



Joining Ginger on the bed, and with the cameras rolling, he slapped her on the behind, once on each cheek, leaving two red hand prints.



Ginger giggled and said, “Ohhh, Tony that feels so good!” Then she took him in her mouth and tongued the head of his cock until he began discharging some precum.



Holding him in her little fist, she gave him a squeeze and watched delightedly as a dab of precum oozed out of his one-eyed monster. With a shriek of delight, Ginger smeared the fluid over her cheeks and lips. Then she revealed the small tube she had clenched in her other hand to Tony.



“And what will we be doing with that?” he asked, revealing his amusement to both cameras.



“I thought a tittie fuck would be good for starters,” she said blithely, looking directly into Bev-o’s camera.



Essence was already on the move, positioning herself at the precise angle from which to capture Tony’s cock pillaging Ginger’s breasts.



Ginger applied the oil-based jell to each breast in a tantalizing manner designed to excite even the most casual of viewers who would later watch the video. Her nipples revealed her excitement, standing stiffly at attention, and demanding it as well.



Tony waited for her signal, and getting it, placed his erection into her well oiled cleavage. Ginger cupped her breasts and brought them firmly against Tony’s cock.



Tony immediately began to roll his hips back and forth, driving his hardon against the inner sides of her breasts and coated his prick with the oil.



“You like this?” she asked huskily.



“You better believe it. Fucking your tits is better than I would have dreamed!”



Ginger giggled happily and added more oil to her breasts, smearing it up and down before tossing the oil aside. Then she curled her slick fingers around his cock, and milked some more precum from it.



As Tony continued his slow, methodical tit-fuck, rivulets of oil dribbled down to Ginger’s stomach and onto her legs. Ginger reached between her legs with greased fingers, and allowed two fingers to slowly slide into her snatch.



Watching her, Essence realized that her panties were soaked, and she wanted nothing more than to displace the young teen in front of her, only hoping that Barely would swap places with Tony.



When Ginger eased her fingers out of her pussy and lifted them to her nose, both Essence and Barely groaned aloud, and then, startled, laughed giddily at one another while their cameras moved wildly about the room, filming everything but the fornicating couple on the bed. Fortunately, Bev-o remained focused on them and his shots would salvage what would otherwise have been a bad moment for the film.



Meanwhile, Ginger was inhaling deeply, taking in the special fragrance of her seeping arousal. She followed up by lifting her fingers to her lips and stuffing them into her mouth.



Tony groaned and fought to keep from ejaculating over her chest.



Ginger provocatively licked her fingers, savoring her sexual taste, and put her fingers back between her legs and up her snatch once more.



The tit fucking had progressed to the point at which Ginger was able to lick the tip of Tony’s cock when it reached its highest point, her eyes on Tony’s, never breaking contact with his.



Shortly thereafter, it was Ginger who took control, allowing Tony to rest as he became an interested onlooker. Starting slow, she moved up and down, always maintaining contact with his cock. Every once in a while, she would pause and reach up to her nipples and pinch them before starting again.



“Want me to cum on your tits?” Tony asked.



“Try to hold off a little longer,” Ginger gasped. “I’m really enjoying this,” she said, keeping him snug between them, and applied even more pressure to her breasts. Tony felt his cock swelling up, and knew he was about to cum.



“Cut!” he called out to give himself time to recover.



He walked away and poured himself a glass of ice water, took a gulp, and then immersed his cock into the icy water to ease his need to cum. He counted to ten and returned to Ginger, and knelt with his legs outside hers.



Ginger kept her breasts pressed tightly together with her hands, so that Tony’s cock was as snug as it had been earlier. She whimpered in pleasure as she forced his slick member in and out of the fuck tunnel she’d formed. To Tony, it felt tighter than a cunt, especially when her breasts warmed even more because of the friction being created.



A combination of sweat and lubrication spilled into his pubic hair, and some droplets splashed against Ginger’s neck as they continued with the tit fuck.



Ginger instinctively knew when he was about to cum, and hollered, “”Cum on me! Cum all over me! Get it all over my face!”



Tony ran his fingers through her hair, as she continued to coax him to cum on her. Then he froze for a split second, his body pulsed with pleasure and a thick stream of cum jettisoned out of his cock. She kept him tightly wedged between her tits, as a torrent of sperm crashed against Ginger’s eyebrows, nose and lips. She whimpered with pleasure and frantically rubbed his softening cock before giving up and scooping some remnants of ejaculate from her face and smearing over her tingling nipples.



****



The filming came to a halt, and Barely handed Ginger a glass of water, which she drank greedily.



Tony wondered how far she would go with him and the cameras. He decided to test her, telling her, not asking her, to lick his asshole, and to stick her tongue deep inside his anus as soon as the cameras were rolling again.



Ginger merely nodded her acceptance. He presented his ass to her and yelled, “Action!” Essence and Barely took up their positions and started shooting.



Ginger had a sultry look in her eyes as she spread his cheeks apart.



“Ever done this before, Ginger?” Tony asked, hoping her answer was no.



“No,” she replied as if knowing that was the correct response. A first time eating a guy’s ass out would really sell the tape, and Tony knew it. The cameras didn’t record it, but he had a huge grin on his face as Ginger, with almost no hesitation, began to lick up and down the crevice of his ass.



Tony sighed with pleasure as she slowly continued licking him, up and down. Up and down. And then in a movement that caught Tony off-guard, she sent her tongue in a small circle around his puckered anus, and Tony groaned out loud.



A second later, her tongue was wriggling its way inside him.



“Don’t even think of stopping,” he called out and tried to squeeze her tongue with his sphincter. The next sensation was that of her soft nose sliding into the crack of his hairy ass, and he realized that Ginger was humming!



He was hard as a rock again when her finger slipped inside him.



“Don’t fuck with my prostrate,” he groaned, half hoping she would.



But Ginger was capable of following orders and she merely used her finger to widen the opening of his anus and then drove her tongue into it some two inches.



He almost came then and there. Were it not for his extended willpower he would have, but with visions of money from the video dancing in his head, Tony overcame the tremendous urge to blast off and he tried to figure out what to do with her that would be best for the film.



“Like my ass, do you?” he asked Ginger.



“Oh, yeah, I like sucking ass. It’s cool.”



“Want me to fuck you in yours?”



“Sure,” she quickly replied. “I thought you’d never ask.”



The crew paused their cameras as Tony hopped off the bed and grabbed the KY Jelly and thoroughly lubed her anus. He had little trouble entering her, and found her slick, hot and snug.



His first thought was that he was going to melt inside her like a stick of butter.



Essence focused on Ginger’s face. Her eyes were closed. Her hair was mussed and out of place. Her nose was red from gliding up and down Tony’s ass. Her lipstick was faded and smeared. Essence loved the shot. She thought Ginger was the perfect slut.



Once Tony had worked his cock fully inside her, he paused and took the sensations this act brought to him.







Ginger was chanting, “Oh, God,” as if it was her personal mantra, and Tony had to laugh and did.



Then he flipped her over so that she lay face down, and after a moment’s hesitation, began to thrust hard and fast, reveling in her amazing tightness and the fact that she never complained, but continued to moan her hypnotic, “Oh, God’s” until he exploded in her rectum, pulling out after the first rope cannoned into her darkest region, and then for the benefit of the cameras, let the remainder of his load splatter her ass cheeks and lower spine.



He never said what made him do it, but Tony then turned her so that they were face to face, and began kissing her. Licking her face would be a better description of what actually transpired. He licked her from forehead to chin and Ginger moaned with pleasure as the tiny bumps on his tongue wrung new pleasures from her smooth, young facial skin.



When he stopped licking her, Ginger waited a moment, then realizing he was finished, she got up and slowly walked to the lavatory, her ass swinging provocatively with every step, knowing the cameras were following her.



When she came out some minutes later, Tony was dressed and waiting for her. Barely and Essence had put most of the equipment away.



“I called a cab,” he told her. “I’ll go with you, at least see you to your door so you get home safely.”



“That’s nice,” she said, giving him a demur look that shocked Essence, who was normally impervious to such matters.



“Ginger,” Tony said as they got into the cab, “I want to make sure I’ve got your real name and a number where I can reach you.”



“I showed you my driver’s license,” she said.



“Yeah, I know. But I really want an address where I can get hold of you. I’m betting you’ve moved since you got that license, am I right?”



“Oh … yeah, I did,” she said as if realizing it for the first time.



“Look, the reason I want it … and don’t give me any bullshit. This film is gonna make a ton of money and I wanna be able to find you and pay you your fair share. I don’t want you coming up to me three years from now complaining I never gave you your money.”



“Oh, all right,” she said, and produced a grimy social security card with the name Margaret Millhouse. She rummaged in her purse and finally produced a piece of paper and a pen and scrawled a phone number, and handed it to him.



“So if you don’t mind me asking, just how old are you?”



“Eighteen. Really. My birthday was a week ago. I just went along with the date on the license for the fun of it. You know, getting laid on my birthday. I didn’t get any on my real birthday … so, you know?” she answered meeting his eyes with her own.



“Gonna make a big deal out of it?”



He laughed. “No, not at all. Let’s make believe I never saw the social security card. You’re Ginger, got it?”



“Okay, I’m Ginger.”



“Good night Ginger. You’re a beautiful girl . . . err, woman. I’ll be in touch.”



“Yeah, I liked you touching me, Tony.”



“We’ll do more of that too.”



********



At 9:30 that morning, Deana, one of the female detectives assigned to the underage statutory rape case, visited Pruett at the hospital.



“Good morning, Mr. Pruett?”



“Yeah, I’m Pruett, are you my new nurse?”



“No, Mr. Pruett, I’m Deana Franchetti, I was hoping to talk to the guy involved with the Girls Gone Wild crew. Would that be you?”



“Yup, that’d be me.”



“Oh, wonderful,” Deana gushed, excitedly. “I’ve always wanted to meet a film star.”



“Hey, I’m not exactly a star. I make films.”



“You don’t perform?”



“Well, I guess I do. I hadn’t thought of it that way, you know?”



“So you do perform?”



“Yeah, I do.”



“I thought so.”



“How’d you hear about me?” Pruett asked, his hand moving stealthily under the blanket to his fast rising cock.



“A friend of mine; actually two friends, really, Heather and Kristy.”



“Heather and Kristy! Yeah, I remember them. Boy, do I remember them. Friends of yours?” he said as he stroked his boner.



“Very good friends of mine,” Deana said with a smile that nearly killed her to beam at him.



“So . . . you wanna be in one of my videos?”



“Maybe,” she replied, trying for coquettish and almost succeeding. “Tell me, Pruett, what did you and the girls do in the video?”



“What, you got some kind of limitations as to what you’ll do?”



“I don’t understand,” Deana said, thrusting her chest out another two inches.



“Like some girls won’t take it up the ass. Others won’t swallow . . . but not to worry, I’d rather capture any cum shots as facials, or on your tits, you know?”



“Oh,” Deana said, stunned at the turn the conversation had taken. She took a deep breath and then made certain her tape recorder was still on.



“Well, what exactly did you and the girls . . . Kristy and Heather do? I mean, I could probably do the same things.”



“Hmmm, to be honest, I can’t recall which girl did what. But they both wanted to blow me. That I am sure of.”



“They wanted to . . . blow you?”



“Oh, yeah, both of them. They wanted to become famous.”



“They wanted fame . . .”



“Yeah, so I had them go down on one another. You know, you got a nice pair of tits. Would you mind showing them to me?”



“Maybe later, okay? But you were telling me about Kristy and Heather,” she said encouragingly.



“Do you provide booze on the set?”



“If we have it, sure. I remember we gave the girls some gin and tonic. It helped them get in the mood.”



“So what happened after the girls went down on each other?”



“Then Tony filmed me fucking them. No, first one of them blew me. Then I fucked the other one … at least I think I did. The truth is I don’t remember exactly.”



“And who is . . . Tony?”



“Show me your tits,” Pruett said plaintively.



“Later,” Deana told him as provocatively as she could.



“No, show me now,” he said and reached out to grab the closest breast to him.



Deana belted him in the jaw with her right fist and stunned Pruett.



“You’re under arrest; anything you have to say may be used against you . . .” Deana said as she finished reading him his rights.



And, when Pruett tried to get up from the bed, she handcuffed him with his hands behind his back.



“What the fuck!” Pruett cursed. “What’d I do?”



“Heather and Kristy are underage. That’s statutory rape among other things, like sodomy and initiating intercourse between members of the same sex.”



“Shit!” Pruett yelled in frustration. “Hey, honest, I didn’t know you was a cop. I never would’a grabbed your tit if I’d a known.”



“I’m not arresting you for that. I told you it’s for what you did to Heather and Kristy.”



“Oh.”



“Now who’s this Tony you mentioned?”



“Who?” Pruett said, finally alert to the danger both he and Tony were in.



“Okay, have it your way. The doctor said you were okay to be released into my custody. I’m going to uncuff you so you can get dressed. You make one false move and I’ll kick the living shit out of you, understand?”



“Yeah, I understand.”



Ten minutes later, his hands cuffed behind his back again, Pruett was helped into a squad car and taken into custody.



****



At three that afternoon, Tony received a call from Pruett’s attorney, advising him of Pruett’s incarceration and the benefits of having no video tape available with the two underage girls in it.



“I would also destroy any other tapes with underage females cavorting about with the two of you. The police probably have a search warrant for your domicile by now and will be ringing your bell any minute.”



“Um, yeah, thanks, Mr. . . .”



“Spinelli, John T. Spinelli,” the attorney said smoothly. “should you require my services . . .”



“That won’t be necessary, Mr. Spinelli. I have no incriminating material in my possession. Pruett should have destroyed his copy. I guess he didn’t. That will be his problem.



And it was. Pruett was found guilty, even though Kristy and Heather proved to be hostile witnesses for the prosecution; and while Heather was old enough to participate, Kristy was not. Spinelli got Pruit’s admission to the female officer thrown out as he hadn’t had his rights read to him until after he’d admitted having had sex with the girls, but in the final analysis, the film was shown to the jury and they found him guilty as charged. The judge sentenced him to twelve years hard time.



EPILOGUE



The video was an over night sensation, selling over two hundred thousand copies. And Pruett’s trial and subsequent conviction spurred another run of over one hundred thousand tapes. In dollars and cents that equated to $8,200,000 for the first run, of which Tony garnered $2,500,000 as his share. The second run was somewhat better for Tony, bringing in $4,025,000, of which Tony pocketed $2,012,500.



Tony mailed sizable checks to the girls who had left him an address. He visited Pruett in prison and told him that his share, some $2,000,000 had been deposited in an account in the Cayman Islands where it was earning 6% interest for him.



Tony also hired an attorney who set about appealing Pruett’s conviction. Money changed hands, and while the appeal went nowhere, Pruett was paroled after serving three years.



Tony also got a little revenge on Adele by purchasing the store she managed and having her fired for committing sodomy on the premises with Sue Ann.



Sue Ann, terrified of Tony, left town and was never heard from again.



Adele found another job with Burger King, but only as an assistant manager.



These days, both Tony and Pruett are enjoying life in Costa Rica. Ginger flew down to join Tony after he settled in. Pruett roams the streets at night, finding young teens and delighting in them and they in him.



The End

Note from the author:



My stories are usually Interracial. So if this offends you or not to your taste, you should not read them.



The characters in my stories are not based on anyone that I know of or events that I have experienced, also most of the women in my stories are well endowed in the chest area. So if this is not what you like, please don’t read.




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“Flight 645 will be departing from gate A4.” the lady at the gate said. “Departure will be in thirty minutes please have your tickets ready.” She continued. Looking over at the desk she was joined by two other airport personnel and a security guard. Obviously there was some commotion going on with an elder man and what must be his wife. Shrugging I dove back into my tablet reading the schedule that was sent to me.



I looked out the window at the airplanes landing, or being pulled or pushed back and forth and thought back on the events of the past three year. I got thrown out of my house by my ex wife, she had found someone else and deemed it necessary to throw all of my belongings out of the apt we both rented. Since then life has gone downhill, lost my job, had a stint in jail after a misunderstanding with a bar owner. I shook my head at the memory of that night then pushed the memory to the back of my mind. When I came out after a few months, decided to take my life by the horns and take control. It paid off I found a place to live, a second hand computer and decided to write on some forums, first it was just life forums then I got asked to moderate a forum website and then more writing jobs came at first slow then fast till I had a full time job writing short stories for internet based comics. But one year ago things took a drastic change, a big name comic company decided to buy out a smaller internet comic and they decided to hire me full time, One of the projects they put me on was a fantasy based comic. I jumped at the chance now here I am a year later, with that project well on its way and a major hit in the public circuit. Now I am moving up in the company and heading to a comicon to meet the head of the next project if things go right I will be moving to Philly, and goodbye old life. That thought made me chuckle a little too loud after all that had been going on the thought of a new life just made me laugh. My phone began to ring looking down at it I shook my head.



“Yes Amanda?” I answered my ex with no interest, she only called me when she needed something. I still don’t know what possessed me to give her my new number. There was silence and I knew she was crying. “What is it now?”



“He left me.” she said I could tell she was crying. I took a deep sigh.



“What do you need?” I asked. Looking out to the tarmac. I wondered what I saw in her.



“A place to stay…. It will only be for a few days Tre, I promise.” she said. I took another sigh then I remembered what I saw in her. Not only did she have a great voice but I could picture her blue eyes, and red hair and those 40DDD tits that I loved so much.



“Fine.” I said. “Go to my place, I will call the leasing office and put one more month on the lease that will give you two months. But that’s it Amanda after that you are on your own. Understand?” I said putting my foot down. This was the last time.



“What? You won’t be there?” she asked.



“No I am leaving Texas today and I don’t plan on returning.” I said just saying it out loud made me feel better. There was silence, which I took for good news. “No more bailing you out, you left me remember?” I said.



“Yes” she answered.



“Goodbye Amanda.” I said and hung up. I had said goodbye many times but I had always answered, had always been there for her, but this time I knew I wouldn’t. I looked through the contacts and deleted her number and all her information. All of her pictures including those wonderful pictures of her boobs, which I had saved. I sat back and looked at the planes, leaving and taking off.



“Now boarding passengers for flight 645.” the lady said so I stood up and headed for the terminal.



“Hi” I said to the cute flight attendant. She smiled back and took my papers.



“Ummm” she said with a ruffled look on her face. “your ticket has been upgraded to first class.” she said looking at her assistant. The assistant nodded me over to the counter where I put my carry on down.



“Just need to verify a few things then you will be on your way” she said looking at me and my ID. I stood there looking at her. I knew I looked like my ID I had just taken the picture a few weeks ago. Tall black guy at 6’2, somewhat out of shape due to lack of motivation to go to the gym, but not overweight. Dark brown eyes and shaved head. “It seems your job upgraded your ticket.” she said handing me back the ticket. “Your good to go.” she said. As if on queue my new boss called.



“How do you like the upgrade?” he said.



“Thanks” I answered as I went down the terminal into the plane.



“I won’t keep you but, When you land head to the rental car kiosk and give them your name. I had someone get your rental car ready, it has a gps just hit hotel and we will talk when you get there.” He said.



“Ok will do.” I answered.



“Great to have you aboard Tre.” he said hanging up.



Things were finally looking up for me. I said to myself as I sat in my comfortable seat. The flight attendant came by and offered me a drink. I smiled and accepted.



“Thank you.” I said to the man as he gave me the keycard to my hotel room. It was an extended stay hotel. So far I liked Philly it was colder but the streets were easy to navigate. I got into my room and called the bosses cell phone.



“I see you made it here. How do you like it so far?” Gary asked.



“I love it.” I answered “But isn’t this a bit much all I did was…” I began to say then I heard a laugh.



“Tre you have no idea what you have done, you’re a writer and that goes with the territory. Turn on the television.” Gary interrupted. I grabbed the remote and turned the television on. “Go to the business channel.” He ordered. I could hear other people on the line.



“Do you have me on speaker?” I asked nervously.



“Told you he was smart.” Gary said. “Yes we do, we are at a board meeting, I am the vice president of Operations and projects, I have the President and the vice C.E.O and the C.E.O here as well as many high powered members of the board here.” he said.



“I feel light headed” I joked but only slightly, the nerves in my stomach where causing major problems I needed to sit down. “Ok business channel.”



“We only dabbled in comics because of the large demand for them in the public eyes, say movies, books, toys and cartoon shows. We were so close to closing the project down till you came along we gave you the fantasy comic because it was a dead end project. But Tre… you brought it to life. Now not only is it a hit, we already have movie studios asking for the rights.” He said. I didn’t sit on the couch I fell. The room began to spin. “Tre? You still with us buddy?’ he asked.



“Yes I think it’s the jet lag.” I said excusing my silence.



“We won’t keep you, but we want to show you what you have done.” He said. “You see the ticker tape at the bottom of the screen?” he asked.



“Yeah the stock exchange stuff.” I said I never paid attention to this crap, who really did?



“Yeah that stuff” he laughed. “Well that stuff shows how a company is doing, small negative numbers in front of a name is a bad thing, two years ago we had small numbers with the negative sign by them. We were ready to close warehouses and other projects.” He said. For the past few months we had positive numbers. You brought us back into the game.” Then I saw it the company name which was on the receipt for the car, the name on the credit card I got sent flashed on the screen.



“That’s Marvel and Dc and … ” my hand cupped my mouth.



“That’s right Tre, they turned you down when you asked for a job and we didn’t we gave you a chance and now look, with just one project you have made it, to the big leagues.” He was smiling I could tell.



“The big leagues?” I said in disbelief.



“Well not the big big leagues but yeah, you’re not playing in the minors anymore most definitely.” Gary said. “Get some rest we will talk more tomorrow.” he said. I nodded as if he could see me and hung up.



I opened my lap top and punched in the name of the company, I had done it only once or maybe twice before but not to do a complete search just for the website itself. But there it was in black and white, a company on the move, specializing in books for kids mostly, some novels but they were manly biographies. Then it showed the comic I had been working on. I slammed the lap top closed. They had put my work up there with the golden ages of comics, and other high profile comics. My head was spinning, I felt dizzy and giddy at the same time, like I wanted to pass out on the floor but also laugh till my stomach ripped open. “Lie down.” I said to myself out loud. The room was quite large it had two parts. As soon as you came into the room there was a hallway which opened up to a living room area, that had a couch on the right, the screened patio that had a great view of the city, a desk with lights on it, on the left, followed by a large flat screen TV on the wall. Then the kitchen directly behind the hallway wall. The second part was by the couch, there was a door that led to the bedroom which had a large king size bed, large open windows which had a view of the busy intersection that the hotel was located on. And a full size bathroom. It was quite welcoming, and seeing how I was going to be here a while it was very good. I unpacked and laid down to bed.



The night passed quickly with no problems. After the usual morning routine, I headed downstairs to which the lady behind the counter pointed out they had the breakfast bar open. I took a peek in and decided against it. Stating I didn’t really eat in the mornings. Getting into the car I noted that it was colder than I expected which was a good thing coming from the heat of Texas. I exited the parking lot and headed for the convention center that was plugged into my GPS. After searching forever I found a parking space. I forgot how fast these comic con’s filled with people. Walking through the parking lot I smiled at the amount of kids and adults dressed up as their favorite characters from comics to anime to movies. I took my phone out and took a picture of a few of them. But I couldn’t help to wonder would someone be wearing a costume of any of the characters I will make. As I got near the entrance I saw somebody holding up a board with my name on it.



“Hey that’s me.” I said to the guy.



“Hey Tre.” the tall man said, I was tall at 6’2 but he was much taller. “The office did not give me your phone number and well they forgot to send you these in all the hub bub.” he said smiling he was tall but very skinny and very much in need of decaf. He handed me a decal which had the name of our business and Staff written all over it. We walked through the doors passing everybody. “You’re a bit late but that’s ok. Sure your not used to this type of thing.” The convention center was huge inside there was stalls everywhere, selling everything from toys that were old or very new, vintage and new comics.



“Never been to a comic con before?” the man said who was walking back to me.



“Not since I was 12.” I laughed looking around, the upstairs had a window with people looking down waiting to get down here. Everywhere I walked I bumped into someone dressed up. “Is it always this crowded?” I said trying to keep up with him.



“This is just the beginning.” he laughed. Then I remembered the crowd outside trying to get in. We walked further to the back, it began to open up and I could finally breathe again. “Welcome to artist’s row.” he said. “The calm in the storm.” he laughed looking back at me. “Here we are” he said pointing to a row of tables with five guys sitting behind them. They all nodded at me and went back to drawing. Walking behind the tables I took a seat. It was nice and calm with a few people walking by. The tall man coughed. “My names Jeff, that’s Sean, Jason, Trevor, Damien, and Serg.” he said pointing the guys out. “We are all part of the new team for the new series, we worked on the project that you re wrote and well…” he paused. “It was a blast.” the other guys nodded.



“Nice work” one of them said I think he was Trevor.



“Thanks.” I said shaking his hand.



“Yeah man, kept us up all night on that shit, it was going nowhere, and no interest at all till you came along and flipped that shit on its head.” another said. I knew it would take me some time to get their names right.



“So anyway.” Jeff said sliding a laptop down to me. “That’s yours, I put everything you will need on it and the current project is on there, the big wigs want you to take a look at it and well do your thing” Jeff smiled. Definitely decaf I thought to myself. “Anything else you want let me know I will be running around so you guys don’t have to get up in this pandemonium.



“A drink.” I said “Preferably Iced tea.”.



“on it” he said taking off in a frenzy. I shook my head and opened the lap top.



“he means well.” one of the guys said.



“yeah but he needs to lay off those energy drinks.” another said. I smiled. As everybody got down to business. Soon a cup landed next to me and I was off into wonderland. The project had great potential but it was written all wrong in my view and since I was lead. I deleted everything and started from scratch. I redesigned a few characters which the guy Damien was happy to jump on as soon as I had a layout, then Trevor came behind me with a note pad and began to draw the design for the new city.



“Word that would look awesome.” he said as he walked over. Every time he talked I expected to see a black guy but he was a short white guy with a hat turned backwards and baggy clothes that looked like they were three sizes bigger than they should. I asked who did the designs for interiors as I wanted their view on the base of a new base of operations for the new characters. Sean volunteered and wheeled his chair over, we sat there going over a few things as he sketched and re-sketched until we agreed on a final draft. He patted me on the shoulder and wheeled himself back. He was an older gentleman probably in his forties. Soon the whole team was running on all cylinders as I got to work on the first book, well a rough draft of the first book. I did take notice to a few people passing, some of the girls I wondered about, how could they leave the house looking that way, half naked or might as well be naked.



“Hey Tre?” Trevor said pointing to a woman who came round the corner, dressed as poison ivy from the batman series. “Check out those.” he said. The lady was very well endowed up top and nearly spilling out. “Bet you they come out if she bends over.” he said. I laughed nodding my head.



“I’ll take that bet.” Jeff said. Trevor grabbed a pencil and just as she passed he rolled it off the table so it landed in front of her.



“Here let me get that for you.” one of her friends said picking it up. “Nice try.” the friend said laughing at him before rejoining the rest of her friends. We all laughed.



“Hey they would of came out if she picked it up” Trevor laughed.



I returned to my work and within moments I was back in wonderland before something hit me in the head. Looking down it was a pencil.



“Hey day dreamer!” Sean said. “You got a visitor.” I picked the pencil up and turned to face a wall of cleavage.



“Holy crap!” I thought to myself, my eyes began to focus out. Standing there leaning over was a beautiful lady with light blue eyes and a perfect face, she must have been just over 5’5 or close to that, but what stuck out the most was a her huge boobs, huge being an understatement.



“Hi.” she said with a nice smile.



“Hi.” I said coughing “Sorry got caught in wonderland.” I said trying to clear the awkwardness.



“I see.” she said looking at the guys that were staring at her. She was dressed as Emma frost, her blonde long hair that went straight down just by her shoulders, a white top that came down just under her large chest, her mid section was open revealing a nice stomach not overly big but just in shape to show the outline of her abs, and long white skin tight pants, with a white lacy over top. She was wearing high heel boots which I noticed when I picked up the pencil. “I was asking them if they knew how to write out a character for me and they told me you were the writer.” she said her voice was very mellow.



“Sure.” I said closing the lap top revealing more of her. She looked back at her friends with a thumbs up. Her friends were two guys and three girls, the girls were dressed like the power puff girls which I found very funny. “Nice costumes.” I said. They waved back. The girl dressed like Emma frost walked back to one of the guys and pulled a large binder out from his back pack. I immediately noticed a nice round bubble butt.



“How doesn’t she fall over?” Damien whispered to me since he was the closest



“Shh!” I replied but I had thought the same. She came back and opened the binder to a row of pictures of a woman that was more than amply stacked. “Wow.” I said with a smile.



“Yeah my ex, used to say she was too big on top, but I told him that’s how the comic book world was, women with huge boobs, plus I like it.” she said I looked through the pages and the same woman was drawn over and over.



“I would say you more than like it.” I replied which we both laughed. Then I saw a similarity. “Isn’t this um?” then I stopped did not want to give myself away for someone that liked porn or anything.



“Chelsea Charms?” she asked.



“Yeah!” I said trying to sound surprised but I knew who it was.



“Didn’t think anyone would notice, yeah I met her a few years ago and asked to draw her and she let me.” the girl smiled. “You know your boobs.” she said.



“Boob guy. What can I say?” I shrugged. “But yeah I can do something with these.” I said. ” give me about an hr and I will have a write up for, did you want an episode or just a character overlay?” I said opening my laptop.



“Just an overlay will be fine, I always messed things up with it so..” she said shrugging and walking back to her friends.



“Here is his card.” Sean quickly said. Handing a card over to her.



“Thanks.” she said walking away.



“HOLY CRAP!!!!!!!!” Trevor said out loud to which other people in the row agreed with by nodding. Even a woman across the path nodded.



“Did anyone expect her to fall over?” cause I know I did. Damien said.



“No way are they real.” someone said from the tables behind us.



“They could.” I said already working on a character layout.



“No way, they are fake beyond fakeness.” Trevor blurted back.



“Yeah man I am gonna have to agree with fake thug here.” Serg said. “No way portions are all wrong, if they were real she would have to be like huge or something.”



“Come on” I turned to face them. “Why is it that guys and woman.” I turned to face the woman across the way. “See a woman with huge boobs and its automatically fake!” I smiled they all turned to me.



“Cause it’s not possible.” Jeff said. “The human body is just made to be proportioned and if its not then. She my friend would be bent over like a hunchback, just cause the weight alone!”



“Ok I give you the weight but with proper exercise and diet she would be able to keep them.” I retaliated.



“What do you say?” Trevor asked the only lady within earshot.



“I would have to agree. I’m proportioned and I am big” she said standing up. “Sorry but those were fake.” she shrugged.



“See even she agrees.” Sean said. “Fake” they all turned back.



“I disagree, not saying they aren’t but just saying they might be real.” I said.

“Ok name of woman like that, that are real.” Jeff asked. “Since you know your boobs.” they all laughed.



“Not fake porn actresses either cause those are fake no matter what you say.” Trevor said.



“Ok off the top of my head?” I asked. They all nodded. Serg turned his lap top on. “Really your going to Google?”



“Don’t want you given out fake names.” he smiled. I shrugged.



“First and my favorite of all Merilyn Sakova.” I said to which he goggled. They all gathered round.



“Holy shit those are real?” Sean said.



“Read and weep.” I said turning back to my laptop.



“Ok that’s one, you can’t do it again.” Trevor said.



“Seriously?” I asked. They all nodded like hound dogs. “Fine um Leanne Crow.” I said. “Which miss Emma frost is very close too.” Their faces dropped as they looked up pictures of her. “Gimme that.” I said grabbing the lap top. “Here go navigate through this site and catch up on what all boob guys know.”I punched in the address for boobpedia and handed it to them.



I got back to work as they oohed and ah he’d. Once in a while I heard a no way and cant be real. To which I laughed.



Soon an hour had passed and they had finally got back to work a few minutes before that. When my phone rang.



“Hello?” I answered while I finished up.



“Hi is this the guy working on my character?” the voice said.



“Um yeah was just about finished, got the layout and premise all written out for you.” I replied.



“Can you bring it to the food court, Sorry but ran into a few problems coming through the hall, the first time.” she said.



“I could imagine.” I said folding my lap top closed. “Be there soon.” I said hanging up the phone. “Hey Jeff? Food court which way?” I asked. He looked up from his screen which he had turned away from the others but could see he was watching pictures again.



“What do you want I can get it?” he said standing up.



“Hey!!!!” Jason said. He was the quiet one of the group. “Point that thing away from me.” he said.



“Wow chubster, you want to sit back down with that thing?” Trevor said. Jeff sat back down embarrassed.



“Its over that way.” he pointed. His face still all red.



“Might want to close that up till later.” I whispered to him he nodded closing the lap top. Trevor shook his head at him.



“Catching a boner in a comic con with kids around. What’s wrong with you?” he said. Jeff nodded.



Walking around the room was hard for me, people running two and fro, little kids popping up from nowhere. Plus the constant stopping because someone wanted to take a picture. It was getting aggravating. Finally I reached the food court and I saw her in the corner of the room sitting on the floor.



“Hey?” I said sitting down across from her.



“Hey.” she said without a smile.



“Everything ok?” I asked.



“Yeah sure.” she said with a fake smile. I didn’t push the issue any further it wasn’t my business. I handed her the lap top, which she began to read, then she smiled and then laughed.



“I love it.” she said. I took the lap top back and asked her for an email which she gave to me. I emailed the story to her and let her watch as I deleted the file and all of the content for her character.



“Thanks.” she said. “I better go look for my friends.” she said standing up. In the light now as we both stood there, I could see she had been crying.



“You sure, you’re ok?” I said reaching a hand out on her shoulder to which she flinched back from.



“Yeah I am fine. Thank you again.” she said as she walked away. I watched her disappear in the crowd. And walked back to my seat.



The rest of the day went by without any big incidents except I saw a guy dressed in a cool Wolverine costume and had to take a picture, but the others took pictures of nearly every woman with a huge bust. And every time they asked me if they were real or not. To which I answered I didn’t know. Finally it was time to pack up and it was just me, Jeff and Jason. I told Jeff he could go since most of the stuff went with Jason in his truck anyway and the rest we could leave.



“Thanks by the way.” Jason said.



“For what?” I asked.



“The whole fake or not thing.” Jason said. Jason seemed like a cool kid maybe around the age of 19 which made him the youngest, light blonde hair and a very short and thin kid.



“Why you saying thanks for?” I asked as we folded the banner up.



“They always tease me about my mom.” he said. “She has well you know.” he said slightly embarrassed. “They always she got them done, to get guys when she hasn’t”. he said as we put the banner in its case. “Maybe now they will let it go.”



“First off, that shit doesn’t fly with me. And I won’t bring it up but if I hear it, it will end. Two what your mom did or did not do to her body is no one’s business and you don’t have to be embarrassed about what they say. Got me?” I said. He nodded. “Ok lets go.” I said waving good bye to all the other artists as we exited the hall. We went a different way from the way I came and I found there was a bar there, maybe after we put all this stuff away I would get a drink or two. Something inside caught my eye. I looked again and saw Emma frost sitting at the bar.



“I can take all this.” Jason said.



“No its ok.” I said walking ahead. We put all the stuff in the truck and I waved him off. Turning back I walked past the bar again. This time with no intention of going in. I didn’t want to seem like a stalker when I heard.



“That’s it lady I am cutting you off!” I looked inside and the bartender was walking away from her. There was no other lady by the bar. Already I could see the wolves circling her. I shook my head and walked in.



“Hey there you are” I said aloud so everyone could hear me. Immediately the wolves sat back down. “Was looking for you.” I sat next to her.



“What would it be?” the man asked. I told him my choice and he walked away.



“Hi.” she said. In a low voice she had been crying again and her makeup and hair was a mess.



“Hi.” I said back.



“Friends left me.” she said. Looking around the guys were looking directly at us.



“I gathered.” I said she leaned in close and began to cry again. I patted her on the back. “Ok let’s talk” I wrapped an arm around her and walked her over to a booth.



“Thanks.” she said. As I handed her a napkin. “I look a mess.” she said to which I shrugged.



“What’s going on?” I asked.



“Short version, lost my job, stayed with a few friends.” she began to say.



“Power puffs?” I asked.



“Yeah” she said smiling. “I couldn’t pay my half of the rent for the last two months, so they were going to kick me out anyway.” she shrugged. “So came here to say goodbye you know, its close to the airport and well she reached into her side pocket and flung a plane ticket on the table. I reached for it and opened it. It was a one way trip to Arkansas.



“Guessing that’s home?” I said folding it back up and pushing it back to her.



“Home.” she laughed “If you want to call it that, Father’s a drunk, Mother’s dead and my brother’s are perverted assholes that took their sisters virginity. Yeah its home.” she said rolling her eyes. I shook my head. “But father said I could come home and take care of the place for free till I get back on my feet.” I shook my head and could only think of what take care of the place really meant. Here I was with my life finally going right and here she was with her world getting torn apart.



“My names Tre by the way.” I said reaching my hand over the table. She smiled



“I know saw the name on the card.” she laughed her face was perking up. “Names Chelsea and no my second name isn’t Charms.” she laughed.



“I hope not.” I laughed.



“I think I am a few cup sizes smaller than her.” she said grabbing her boobs and bouncing them.



“Not by much.” I smiled.



“We are closing soon” the bartender said.



“Oh ok” I said reaching into my wallet and paying for the drink. He looked over at her to which she looked at me. “Here put it on this” I said taking back the money and giving him a card. “Hers too.” he nodded and walked away. “Ruined your plans huh?” I said.



“Kinda” she said looking away.



“Getting arrested for not paying a bar bill, wont make things better.” I said. “Trust me” she nodded. The look on her face said it all. She had nowhere to go but with her family which if the story held true meant she was going to be living in her own private hell. “Tell you what.” I said drinking the last of my beer. “I have an extended stay hotel room, you can stay there with me, till you think of something to do.” I said as I slid out of my chair, offering my hand to her. She smiled back at me.



“Thank you.” her face lit up. The bartender came back with my card.



“Can she use your bathroom to clean up?” I asked he nodded and showed her the way.



“Her suitcases are behind the bar.” the bartender said pointing to three medium sized suitcases. I looked at them. She was better off than me when I was on hard times, all my stuff was in black laundry bags. I picked them up and waited for her to come out. With the makeup all washed away and the tears gone she looked a lot better and instantly I could see her eyes again.



“What?” she asked smiling as she took two of the suitcases from me.



“Nothing.” I replied she had caught me staring.



“Well at least you were looking at my eyes and not my tits.” she said smiling as we walked out of the bar. “This time.” she giggled.



“This time?” I asked.



“over the laptop when I came to your stall?” she reminded me.



“Oh yeah.” I half smiled. “Caught that huh?”



“Uh huh” she nodded. With a yawn. “Sorry tired been a long day” we got to my SUV it was a rental but I liked it, it was very roomy inside and tall, so I could easily get in and out. “Wow nice.” she said as she looked at it.



“Thanks.” I replied. “A rental.” I nodded just to make sure she didn’t think I was trying to act bigger than I was.



“Ah.” she said as we put her suitcases in the back. “Wait, you do know nothing will happen tonight right?” she asked. Before she got in. I laughed and got in. “I mean it.” she stated.



“Just get in. If I was that type of guy I would of already tried something.” I said. She looked at me with a funny look. “Trust me.” I said. She got in and sat down buckling her seat belt. We drove off out of the parking lot in silence as I didn’t know what else to say. Soon we were on the highway when I got a call it was someone from Gary’s office they wanted to confirm that I wanted to keep the rental and if they should add more time to the rental agreement. I confirmed as I turned to look at Chelsea she had already fallen asleep. I smiled and finished the conversation. Reaching the hotel I tried to wake her but she was fast asleep.



“Great” I said to myself getting out of the vehicle. I grabbed the bags and took them inside making sure to lock the doors. The receptionist told me all the bag handlers had left for the night. Looking up at the clock I could see why it was getting close to midnight. I was getting tired myself.



“Could you help me?” I asked.



“Sorry but not really allowed to leave the desk.” she shrugged. I could see her smart phone doing the vibrating dance on her desk and smiled.



“Ok no problem.” I said. “I know how hard these night shifts are on a relationship.” I smiled at her. She looked at the phone and looked back at me.



“Thank you.” she said. I walked back out and opened the passenger door. She had been resting on the door and nearly fell out if it wasn’t for the seat belt. She must have not slept in a while because she did not even stir. “Ok?” I said to myself as I placed an arm under her legs and gently hoisted her out of the vehicle, swinging her gently so her head rested on my shoulder, I placed the other arm under her back and made sure my hand touched her sides and not her chest. I kicked the door closed and heard the chirp of the alarm go off as I hit the button. The receptionist must have went to the back to carry on her conversation, because she was gone when I came back in. Looking down at Chelsea her large boobs pressed against my chest was creating a valley of cleavage. “Come on!” I said to myself so I stopped looking. Gently I lay her on a couch next to the elevators. I walked back to the doors to grab a cart to put the suitcases on. Looking back and forth I wondered how I was going to take both her and the cases up. I didn’t want her waking and seeing nothing familiar and with the receptionist gone for who knows how long there was no one to watch the cases. The ding of the elevators sounded and an old lady came out she looked over at Chelsea then me.



“Young man?” she said then pointed.



“Oh crap” I said as I saw Chelsea beginning to roll off the couch. I ran over in time to push her back up. “This is going to be a long night.” I smiled back at the lady.



“Can I help?” she asked.



“Yes you can.” I said. “Can you watch her cases while I take her upstairs.



“I can do better I will roll them upstairs with you.” she said. “You might want to…” she said pointing to her chest. “Before one of them fall out” she smiled. I had been thinking that. I reached for her light white jacked and began to pull it over her chest. “Here let me help.” She said as she reached in and buttoned the jacket closed.



“Thank you.” I said.



“Not your wife or girl friend is she?” the lady asked.



“Nope not even a friend really.” I replied. I began to tell her the whole story as we got into the elevator and across the hallway to my room.



“You’re a good man.” she said as we reached my door. “Not many people would do such a thing for a stranger.”



“Well I would hope someone would do that for me.” I said opening the door. “You can roll that anywhere, I am sure she will unpack when she gets up.” I placed her on the bed.



“I will get her undressed, sleeping in that latex or whatever those clothes are made of these days, will suffocate her skin.” the little lady said pushing the cart into the room then closing the door. I smiled and pulled out a pillow and a blanket and throwing them on the couch. I laid down and started reading over the story I had written on my laptop when I heard the door open again. “She is settled in, I will be seeing you again.” she waved.



“Thank you again.” I said.



“No thank you.” she said turning. “I had thought all the good men had gone but seeing how you are treating her, makes me think again.” she waved and left the room. Shortly after I closed the laptop and fell asleep.



I woke up to a strange feeling, somehow I managed to have got to the bed because I was laying down in it.



“Thought you would never wake up” Chelsea said. She was between my legs her hand wrapped around my dick. Then her head began to bob up and down on it as she sucked it all the way down then back up again.



“Fuck that feels good.” I said. Still a bit confused on how I got to the bed, but shaking it off. She crawled up towards me.



“Not as good as this is going to feel.” she replied giving me a wet kiss, before sliding down on my dick.



“Fucccck!” I said as her tight pussy gripped my hard dick. She rocked back and forth. While keeping her gaze on me.



“Told you.” she said. “Just wanted to say thank you for helping me.” she said brushing her hair to the side while her hands were on either side of me. “What about these?” she said looking down at her large tits. “You have been wanting them all night.”. They were huge and now swaying back and forth side to side as she rode my dick. I grabbed one with both hands and still had more to spare and began sucking and nibbling on her small nipples. “mm that feels good, keep doing that.” as I sucked on her nipples she began riding me harder and faster. “Suck on the other one.” she said. I nodded and grabbed the other tit and sucked on it. She leaned back as I sucked on her tits, grinding down on my dick. Back and forth.



“Fuck your tight as hell!” I said moaning in pleasure



“Hey! Wake up” she said down to me.



“What?” I replied confused.



“Wake up!” she said down to me again.



Then I snapped awake to being back on the couch.



“About time!” Chelsea said from the kitchen. I sat up and looked around I was back on the couch, well never left the couch it would seem.



“Sorry about that.” I said.



“It’s ok you were umm about to you know” she said pointing in the area of my dick.



“oh.” I said embarrassed. “Sorry.” I said pulling the covers over myself.



“Its ok.” she shrugged “Lived in a house full of horny brothers, then had roommates that never stopped touching themselves so you would think I would get used to it.” She said as she moved about the kitchen. My eyes finally started to focus and I saw she was dressed in exercise shorts that came close to her mid thigh and a very tight sports bra. Which was doing nothing for my already hard morning wood. “I went down to the gym and then across the street to the store to pick up some food, all you had was cereal.” she said.



“Yeah not much of a morning person.” I replied still trying to think of other things to calm myself down. Maybe this was a bad idea having her stay here.



“Well your alarm went off early this morning.” she said.



“Alarm?” I asked confused. “Shit what time is it?” I asked in a hurry knowing I was already late.



“After 11.” she replied.



“Fuck!” I said standing up “Shit.” I said turning away from her quickly as I ran into the bedroom. I quickly gathered some clothes and rushed into the bathroom.



“You late for something?” I heard through the door.



“Yeah.” I replied as I stripped and sat on the throne. I turned the radio on in the bathroom so she couldn’t hear everything going on in there. “had to meet the guys at the convention at 8.” I replied.



“Oh I am making breakfast burrito’s do you want one to go?” she asked. Yum I thought hadn’t had a real breakfast in years.



“Thanks.” I replied. I heard her footsteps walk away from the door and relaxed taking my morning crap, like all guys do, when I looked on the floor under the sink. There was a bra, I smiled, one of the cups was as big as my head. I thought about putting it on my head like the scene from that movie, but then I shook it off. Then I noticed something it couldn’t be what I thought it was. I gently moved forward and picked up the bra, yeah there it was in black writing 32L. I threw it back like lightning had struck my hand. My dick sprang to action again. “No!” I said to it and quickly jumped flushed the toilet and sprayed the room with the air freshener and jumped in the shower. The cold water quickly calmed everything back to normal. But that measurement stuck in my head.



“So I have to ask something?” Chelsea said. She was outside the bathroom. Lucky I sprayed I thought.



“Still in the shower.” I said out loud. I heard the door open and heard her come inside. The shower curtain wasn’t see through but I am sure the outline of my body could be seen.



“Are you gay?” she asked.



“What?” I replied in shock.



“I mean if you are its ok.” she said. “I am just asking because most guys with a female in their room, drunk off their ass and not capable of fighting anyone off, would of jumped at the chance to fuck them.” she said.



“Like I said last night, I am not like that. It wasn’t right to take advantage of you.” I said “And no I am not gay, if you were in here, you would know that.” I said as even the cold water was not enough to keep my erection from spiking up again. I heard a giggle.



“Don’t worry I have my back turned.” she replied.



“Thank you.” I said still washing off the soap.



“But I must be honest.” she said. “I saw it already.” she said with a slight smirk.



“What?” I asked in shock again.



“This morning when I went to the gym, your covers were off and you do wear boxers and well, IT was standing at attention through the hole in your boxers, I covered you up and went to the gym.” she shrugged.

“Damn it!” I said cursing myself.



“You have no need to embarrass believe me. Your girlfriend must be one lucky woman and brave.” she said.



“No girlfriend, and why brave?” I said reaching out of the curtains for a towel.



“To take that thing inside her, no way no how, it wouldn’t’ t happen for me.” she said as she passed me a towel. I laughed.



“um thanks I think?” I replied.



“oh it’s a compliment” she said as she exited the bathroom. I quickly got changed and left the bathroom. She had some clothes in her hand and went into the bathroom. “Don’t leave me here alone ok?” she asked. “Not yet anyway”. I nodded and looked for my phone at least I could call the guys and tell them I would be late. But then I remembered I left it in the rental.



“Ok I will eat breakfast then.” I said smiling. I sat down to eat breakfast when I heard shouting. I moved into the bedroom. “This is awesome” I said with a mouthful.



“Thank you.” she shouted back. “Did you hear what I said?” she asked.



“No I was in the living room.” I replied.



“For fucks sake get in here I can’t hear you!” she said I opened the door slowly and left it open but stood outside.



“Ok what did you say.” I said slightly looking in. The shower curtain did show outline’s and the outline was amazing. I stood there just staring.



“I asked what happens now.” she said.



“um?” I said. She laughed.



“Are you staring again?” she asked I could tell she was laughing.



“Definitely staring.” I replied.



“Turn around silly.” she laughed. I turned around which made it a lot easier to think.



“Ok well you need a job, what did you do before.” I asked.



“I was a dancer.” she replied “not a stripper a dancer for a night club.” she said. “But I hated it guys pawing at me and whistling all the time, thinking I would fuck them just cause I danced.”. I nodded.



“Ok what do you like to do?” I asked.



“Dress up.” she replied “hand me a towel” she said. I reached for a towel and gave it to her then walked out of the bathroom. Then I had an idea. I quickly put everything in the kitchen away and put my shoes on. When she came out of the bedroom. Her hair was still wet and curly coming just past her shoulders, she was wearing a white top with a black jacket that came to her waist and black jeans.



“Staring.” she said.



“Damn it.” I said smiling. “Got to learn not to do that.” she laughed.



“One time I will catch you staring at my boobs, keep catching you staring at my eyes, now my hair” she said then she grabbed her boobs in each hand. “They are down here.” she said laughing.



“I will remember that” I said grabbing the keys to the rental and the hotel keys. “Ready?” I asked. She nodded.



On the way there I told her I had an idea and that it was a surprise, I called the guys and told them I was running late to which they were ok with and said they had lots to do. So I felt better about that. She told me a little about herself how she had ran away from home after her brothers literally gang raped her one night which was graphic and horrible. How she moved here became a dancer for a small club first then later a big club and how her boyfriend abused her mentally and physically. I felt so sorry for her seemed everything went downhill in her life from the moment her mum passed away. We reached the convention center as we went in I got through security but they stopped her because she didn’t have a pass.



“So you remember me right?” I asked the guy.



“Yes sir.” he said. “ok she is with me.” I said grabbing my pass from my neck and placing it over hers. He nodded and we went through.



“Your kinda mean.” she said.



“Why you say that?” I asked.



“Just the way you talk to people sometimes, the guy that called you last night, the bartender, that security guard.” She said. “I like it.” we were starting to separate as the crowd was already huge. “Tre!” I heard her say. She was already a few feet behind me. I stopped.



“HEY! I said loudly to which people stopped and looked at me, she saw an opening and ran through. “Thank you!” I said grabbing her hand.



“See!” she laughed.



“It’s not mean its umm persuasive.” I laughed she wrapped her arm in mine and we walked together. I reached the booth I was looking for there was a middle aged lady running around from box to box frantically. “Hi there.” I said.



“Hold on one second.” the lady said. She turned around.



“If you want to order a costume the sheet is right there.” she said before going back to her frantic searching.



“No I came about the sign.” I said poking the large sign of wonder woman asking for volunteers. Chelsea looked at the sign and her eyes lit up.



“Oh?” the lady said turning around and literally jumping over boxes. “you or your girlfriend?” she asked.



“We are just friends.” I said to which I felt Chelsea loosen her grip on me.



“Oh Ok.” she looked over at Chelsea. “Well we do comic cons, movie events, private parties with our own security of course, we also provide our staff with food and lodging if they have to go out of town. All our costumes are made in house, to fit the person.” She said. To which Chelsea was breathing it all in. “I know it’s a stupid question but I have to ask legally because some of the costumes are a bit shall we say provocative. How old are you?”



“29.” Chelsea replied.



“Awesome.” the lady said. “When can you start, I think I have a batman, a wonder woman and a power girl already out on the floor so those costumes are taken.”



“Now!” Chelsea said with excitement. She let go my arm.



“Awesome.” the lady said “Welcome to the team.” the lady said shaking her hand. “Now lets see you, and see what costume we got that can fit you. Chelsea unzipped the leather jacket and stood back. “WHOA!” the lady said taking a look at her large chest. “um STAN!?” she shouted to the back of the booth.



“What?” a man’s voice said. An elderly man came out.



“This is um, what’s your name hun?” the lady asked.



“Chelsea.” Chelsea replied worried covering herself back and grabbing my arm.



“Is there a problem?’ I asked.



“No not at all” the woman said. “I just don’t think we have a costume that could fit her… measurements” the lady said staring at her large chest. Stan peered over his glasses he was an elderly man in his late fifties.



“Sure we do.” he said looking at the lady. “Your still thinking superheroes, think anime when it comes to the real busty ones.” He said to her. “hey kid, those the real deal or the plastic ones, no lying now ya hear?” he said to Chelsea.



“100% my own sir” she said with a smile.



“Good to hear those plastic ones don’t look good in anime get up” he looked over at me. “You gonna stick around looking all broody or you got something to do, this might take a while?” he said. I liked this little old man.



“I got things to do.” I said.



“Thought so.” he turned around. “Come around the table little lady, let’s see if we can find something to put those chest torpedoes of yours in.” he said as they walked behind the large screen.



“She knows how to find me.” I said to the lady and walked away.



I went back to my table with the guys and of course the rumor mill had spun its daily threads and speculations. Which I ignored, it wasn’t too long before they got tired and carried on their business. I got buried in my lap top, listening to people walk back and forth now and then buying a comic or two. Some even had heard of us which made me smile. Soon we would be a big hit and everyone would know I thought to myself.



“Hey isn’t that your girlfriend?” Jeff asked. I paid no attention as they had been calling many women their girlfriends all day.



“Tre?” Sean said. “That your girlfriend over there?” he asked. I looked at where he was pointing and there Chelsea came with a few other women and girls.



“Now that’s a Tsukiumi outfit!” Jason said awing at her outfit.



“Tsuki who?” Trevor asked.



“Tsukiumi.” Jason said smiling “It’s a Japanese anime series?” he looked at all of us like if we were crazy for not knowing what he was saying. “It’s like Pokemon but for adults?” he said as if that would get us to know what he was saying. “Ok fine!” he grabbed his laptop and his fingers danced across the keyboard. “This idiot of a student collects Sekirei which are basically super powered buxom women , and they fight for him till only one is left.” He said showing us the page.



“Wow that’s a load of bull!” Trevor said. He looked at the page “But I would watch it just for those.” he said looking at the boat load of buxom cartoon characters on the screen.



“I think she would of filled out a Kazehana costume better but the blonde hair does suit Tsukiumi better.” Jason said still awing. I didn’t care about the cartoon or the characters her cleavage was out there for the world to see and the short white dress, showed her legs off wonderfully as she turned the corner I could see the outfit better she was wearing a black dress and gown with a white under dress which barely covered her large breasts and showed all the cleavage it could. A choker around her neck and black stocking that came up to mid thigh, her hair was let out and long just past her shoulders.



“So you like?” she said to me as she approached spinning around. As she span the skirt lifted to all the guys around disappointment she was wearing shorts underneath.



“Yeah I do.” I said trying to hide my excitement.



“Its some Japanese anime character.” she said shrugging. “But I love it!” she said spinning again. The other women hurried her along.



“Talk to you again.” she said as she left.



“Holy crap!” Jeff said. “They are real did you see them bounce?” he asked the others. I sighed and dived into my laptop escaping from the real or not real conversation. I had seen them in a sports bra and an outline in a shower and they were definitely real. Plus I was in the same room with them and did nothing to see them. No wonder she thought I was gay. I laughed at that. Suddenly I got a text it was from my best friend Alex, I should say we were better than friends, more like brothers. He was asking how things were going. I texted back all was good and that I was getting back on my feet. He replied that things were going well and that he met someone, which didn’t surprise me Alex could get any woman he wanted, he had the looks, the money, the car and from what an ex girlfriend told me the right tool for the job. I told him we should hook up one day and catch up it had been over three years since we saw each other. He said he was doing some important work right now but afterward, we would definitely hook up. Something bothered me about his last message I re read it. “Got me on some big contract at work… something fishy going on but def after wards we should meet and chat”. Normally I would not think anything but Alex was a magnet for trouble. I put the phone away and thought about it. Last I heard he was deciphering letters at some office in Texas somewhere. If some good ole boy thought he was going to put Alex in some shit, he had another thing coming. Alex was good at getting in trouble but he was the wrong person to fuck with.



“Hey day dreamer?” a voice said. I looked up and Chelsea was standing there. “Once your into something you’re really there huh?” she said.



“Yeah was thinking about a friend.” I said.



“Well its quitting time.” she said looking around. Half the place was empty. Had I really been out of it that long. Jason and Trevor were the only ones still there drawing.



“Hey we tried to tell you.” Jason said pointing at the floor. There was a bunch of paper balls on the floor. “After you got those texts you kinda went into Tre land and we lost you.” He laughed.



“Got to say bouncing paper balls off your head was kinda fun though.” Trevor said. To which they all laughed including Chelsea.



“Fine for that both of you can clean up.” I said standing up.



“We were going to anyway. Not like you would of known if we did.” Trevor retorted. I nodded seeing they had won this battle and exited the building with Chelsea by my side. She was still wearing her costume.



“Thought you would of changed.” I said.



“Nah I like it so I bought it off them, with the money they paid me.” she said getting in the vehicle. “Besides I like the way it turns guys brains to mush.” she laughed. I smiled and drove away. We stopped to eat at the restaurant beside the hotel it wasn’t anything fancy but we were both hungry and didn’t feel like changing again just to eat. All the men and women stared at Chelsea in her little outfit, which made her smile and giggle at times. As we sat the men across the table stopped and stared hoping to catch a glimpse of her underwear. “Can you sit there?” she asked pointing to the spot directly in front of her. She asked.



“Sure why?” I said sitting down.



“Well the shorts were getting a little uncomfortable so I took them off shortly after the show and well, I don’t feel like giving everyone a panty flash.” she laughed. The thought of her wearing nothing but panties under that really short skirt instantly sent images through my mind.



“Well you better not bend over then” I said reaching for the menu. She shook her head laughing. Our waitress came along and took our orders and before long we were happily eating.



“So what were they arguing about?” she asked.



“Who?” I responded back.



“The guys, I came back around a second time and they were arguing.” she said looking at me. “You were in Tre land” she smiled.



“Ah” I said. I didn’t know they were still arguing or how long they were arguing for. “You know the real or not thing, they been arguing about that for the past few days trying to figure out which women have fakes and which ones are real, think it has turned into a game more than arguing” I replied.



“And the verdict on me?” she asked. I knew that was coming.



“Well at first fake but I think they changed their mind.” I replied honestly.



“And yours?” she asked.



“Hell I seen em in that sports bra and the shower outline. So yeah I know they are real.” I laughed. She nodded.



“You better!” she laughed. “Runs in the family.”



“I bet it does.” I said. We stuck around talking for a while getting to know each other got to know how her mother passed in a tragic car accident with her aunt, which were supposedly more bigger than her in the chest department, which I couldn’t believe till she showed me a picture of her mother, who was indeed much bigger. I told her about my life how Alex had got me out of the gangs and taught me all I knew about writing, told her his version of Tre land was a daily occurrence, told her he could write a whole day away and not eat or sleep or move. To which she laughed. It was nice talking to someone again. Before long the waitress told us that they were closing for the night. We got up and headed for the hotel. She wrapped her arms in mine and we began to walk out. As we entered the building she dropped her purse and bent over to pick it up, I took a quick peek and saw a white thong her legs were nice all the way and her butt was nice and round, definitely spank-able.



“Damn.” she said.



“Told you not to bend over” I laughed thinking she caught me looking. She quickly stood up.



“Was hoping to catch you looking but either your very fast or your gay?” she laughed hitting me with her elbow. “Just joking” she said. She put her hand in my pocket as we walked to the elevator.



“Holy crap” she said moving her hand around in my pocket, she was grabbing my dick. I wont say I am large but definitely slightly more than average and the loose fitting sport pants did nothing to hide it. She quickly wrapped her hand around it inside my pocket. “I knew it was big but wow!” she said gently moving her hand back and forth.



“Well you keep doing that and it will only get bigger.” I smiled. “And then you will have to do something to get it back down again.” To which she either ignored or didn’t hear because she was tearing through the fabric in my pocket, I heard a rip and felt her cold hand touch my dick.



“Wow!” she said grabbing hold again. She was gently jerking my dick through my pocket. The door to the elevator opened and we stepped off she refused to let go through the hall way, which made it really hard to walk straight. “Let me get that.” she said reaching into my other pocket which just gave her an excuse to grab my dick with both hands. “Fuck I can hold it in both hands.” she said now standing directly in front of me. A lady passed us in the hall way. “I am holding his dick with both hands and there is more of it.” she said to the lady as I pushed the card key into the slot and pushed the door open. She walked backwards into the room. The lady gave us a weird look shaking her head as I closed the door.



“Fuck you keep tugging on it and …” I began to say before she pushed me down on the couch.



“oh I plan to do more than tug.” she said falling to her knees, I sat back as she unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them down. She grabbed it with one hand and began jerking it up and down, her soft hands felt so good. She looked up at me with her eyes as she reached forward pulling my boxers down and over my now rock hard dick. She leaned forward again. I began to wonder if she was just going to give me a hand job like my ex, who refused to give head as she said it was gross. But Chelsea was different her mouth opened and she began sucking on the head, her hand at the sides of me as her head bobbed up and down at first she only took less than half of me then she began taking more. “Damn its been a while since I had a nice cock in my mouth.” she sat up shrugging the light black dress off her shoulders revealing her ample cleavage. My dick strained to get bigger and throbbed in her hands, she used one hand to jerk me up and down again as she unbuttoned the white dress and pulled it down. By any stretch of the imagination I would not of pictured her boobs to be anything like they were. They were huge but firm and even when they were let go they dropped but they didn’t sag, they were nice and round with small pink nipples. My dick throbbed in her hand. “I see that you like.” she said. All I could do was stare and nod. “That’s what I thought.” she said as her head dived down on my dick again. She began to try and take more of me. Her head bobbed harder and faster. I began to moan as I could feel my dick going deeper down her throat. Finally she shook her head a few times while it was in her mouth and I felt it pass down her throat.



“Fuck!” I said as she deep throated. I usually try not to put my hands on the back of woman’s head as they are sucking me off. Which had been a few years now. But my hands just involuntary went there. I could feel her lips against my balls. She stayed like this for a few seconds then came up with a big gasp of air.



“mm.” she said as she wiped her mouth of saliva. “hold me down again.” she said as she went for it again. This time going straight down to the balls again in one movement. I held her head down and began to fuck upwards into her mouth which made her gag and come up for air again. But as quickly as she did she went back down for more but this time she bobbed up and down each time to the tip of my dick straight down.



“Fuccckkkk!” is all I could say. No woman had deep throated me like this, each down stroke of her head was straight to the balls and back up. I leaned back and watched her blonde her bob up and down till she was going full throttle up and down over and over, without a breath. I could feel my balls tightening. I couldn’t hold back what was going to happen even if I tried. “I’m cumming!” I said out loud. My legs began to shake. “Fuck I’m cumming!” I said again. She put both hands on my chest pushing me back on the couch as she took me all the way into her mouth. I began to cum inside her mouth, I knew from past experience that most women took it in then spat it out or tried to swallow some then spat the rest out but she stayed there. My dick, balls deep in her mouth as I came. “Fuck” I said again as the last of it came out. Her head began to bob up and down sucking me off till I was soft again.

A very unexciting and depressing Friday night had been magically transformed into an erotic dream come true for me, thanks to the oldest daughter of the family that was my next door neighbor. I had received fabulous oral sex and hand jobs from the bewitching vixen that I had watched grow from a scrawny little girl to a very well built, sexy young woman. Having claimed her anal cherry I had also taken the honor of lifting her to her highest sexual pinnacle by having her ride my face on her return visit Saturday afternoon.



During our conversation Saturday afternoon, I made the remark that perhaps I should become her sex teacher, or her guide through the world of mutual satisfaction. Surprisingly, she readily agreed and I was soon being pushed onto my back.



Pointing to the towering shaft of flesh protruding skyward from my crotch, she asked, “So, Teach, what should I do now?”



“Why don’t you show me what you think would be best,” I said as I closed my eyes and folded my arms behind my head as I waited for her response to begin. I only had to wait a few seconds before she began to give me her answer.



Her long hair brush my legs an instant before her warm breath cascaded over my erection. I felt her gentle touch as she grasp my throbbing shaft and ran her tongue around the flange and all over the hyper-excited tip. I was more than willing to let her continue for several minutes, strictly for evaluation purposes you understand.



The minutes flew by as I enjoyed her mastery of giving oral sex. I could tell she had done it a lot from the way she manipulated me right to the edge of climaxing and then prolonged my pleasurable a bit longer.



I was getting ready to have her stop so I could show her another few things she could do when her mouth departed from my shaft to quickly be replaced by her wet slit. Feeling her wetness against me was more than exciting as she slid herself up and back on the length of my cock that was now nestled between her wet pussy lips.



She was straddling me, keeping my hardness perfectly centered in this erotic embrace. I could have very easily let go of my building load but the sounds I was hearing, and the steady increase of her warm juices flowing over my shaft, told me she was taking herself to her own satisfaction. I opened my eyes to see her ample breasts slightly jiggling while her journey to orgasm continued.



Her head was tilted back, which pushed her already firm breasts out and upward. Her nipples were protruding rigidly in the warm sun. Reaching out, I simultaneously pinched both her ever so lightly.



“Oh yeah!” she gasped without breaking her rhythm or lifting her head. I pinched them again, receiving the same response. My hands began roaming over her naked torso, paying special attention to her breasts and nipples. I felt her legs gripping my sides tighter as her speed increased. I began tracing my fingers over her mounds and especially around her areolas. Her nipples got harder and her moans got louder as I assisted her in reaching her goal.



Feeling gushes of her release flow over me as she yelped like a playful puppy, her body soon collapsed onto me. Her skin was like heaven against me and with her legs draped over my and parted by my hips, she was literally leaving herself wide open to me.



I began trying to get myself positioned so I could get my cock aligned with her pussy which was her final frontier for me. I know she felt me moving around beneath her but made no effort to stop me. Finally I was there!



Having managed to get my energetic shaft worked into the doorway of the target of my lust I lifted my hips up and tilted them to help me in my endeavor. The head of my rod was well coated from her wetness and the point glided over the threshold to her cavity of delight.



“Ohhhhh,” she moaned softly as I took micro-strokes, teasing both myself and her. Lifting my hips again I gently pushed on her hips indicating my wish for her to slide down a little. Without a word she moved down and parted her legs more.



Sirens screamed, lights flashed, trumpets blared, and we both let out a long groan of pure elation as my thick shaft pressed deep into her. The young and tight lining of her pussy stretched to accompany my entry as I pushed into her. She slid further down on me until I was as far into her as I could go. Stroking her back with my hands we meshed into unison with our movements. I’d lift my hips and she’d slide down. I’d lower my hips and she’d move up.



Managing to get my arms stretched far enough so my hands could enjoy rubbing the tight little mounds of flesh at the base of her spine, the increased stimulation soon had us thrashing so hard that I thought my cock would snap off inside of her if it were possible!!



Both of us were racing wildly like a runaway freight train down the track toward the explosion that was soon to happen. Our bodies tensing in unison as the anticipation grew within us.



“Oh shit! Oh shit!! Oh shit!!!” she started gasping, but her gasps were transformed into a yell as her body convulsed erratically, exploding with a might squirt of cum. This triggered my sex cannon and I gave her an internal twenty-one gun salute, shooting my spirit deep into her tightness with a force that was immeasurable. She was riding me with the mastery of a professional bull rider on top a psychotic bull at a rodeo, forcing every drop from me. Her fingernails were digging into my shoulders as she held herself up, pressing her pussy tight against my crotch and driving my spike deep inside her. I was getting inundated with her unshackled release while continuing to discharge my blasts into her.



Reaching up I again played with her incredibly hard nipples, producing more pleasure for her as our floods of elation slowly subsided. Her body was relaxing even though her breathing was still very rapid while she tried to recuperate. Sitting upright while still straddling me, she held my depleted manhood captive within her pussy. “If we were closer in age, I’d be trying to get you to date me,” she said as she stared down at me.



I smiled at her as I gently took hold of her by her shoulders. “Sandy, if we were closer in age, I’d be chasing you like a dog after a cat!”



The smile that came over her put a spell on me. She softly laid down on top of me again which dislodged my limp cock from her cum filled pussy. I felt the mixture of her fulfillment mixed with mine oozing out of her and over me. We laid there in the sun for quite a while before I eventually asked if she wanted to join me in the outdoor shower I had put in last year.



Lifting her head from my shoulder, she looked shocked. “You have an outdoor shower?” she asked in a voice that confirmed the fact she was surprised.



“Yeah. I made it last year so I could shower off before I went inside. I got tired of cleaning up all the crap I’d track into the house after working out here in the yard,” I explained. Soon we were walking across the yard. As we covered the short distance to the shower, she commented that I could start my own nudist camp before long.



I laughed and had to tell her that most of the time during the summer, if I wasn’t doing something around the house, I’d be back here in the nude. Continuing to explain to her that I preferred to be naked, she soon admitted that she was beginning to really enjoy being nude in the seclusion nature provided.



“Oh!” she laughed as she saw the commode and sink that I had also installed in my outdoor bathroom. “You’re ready for anything, aren’t you?”



“It’s all about enjoying myself,” I told her as I paused, allowing her to step through the opening in the knee wall and into the shower area. The knee wall, which was eighteen inches high, was the only divider between the shower area and the rest of the property, except for the one side that had the house for a wall. I stole a long look at the perfect shape of her ass as she passed by.



As we showered she asked what her next lesson was. Informing her that she’d do herself a big favor to just follow her desires, no matter what they were, she asked if I had ever cum between a woman’s tits.



“Tit-fucking? I really enjoy that!” I confessed while we began to lather each other. She told me that she’d like to try it, adding that she had seen it in some videos and had always wondered what it would feel like to have a guy cum on her tits.



Her curiosity would soon be quenched and the anticipation of me having my cock snuggled between her large, firm breasts grew an erection like that magic bean in the kid story. To think of having an orgasm set off by the smoothness of the skin covering those orbs of elation made my cock stiffen to the maximum.



She needed no directions and soon had my shaft and her breasts coated with a thick layer of soap suds. Squatting down in front of me the first contact of her tits to my cock was beyond magnificent. After her first few attempts she learned the strength of the muscle she was dealing with. With each tsunami of excitement that raced through my body, my cock would jump in reaction to the sensation and spring from between her breasts. She soon knew that she had to keep a tight grip on it to keep it between her cleavage. Within a few moments she had brought me so close to orgasm that I had to ask her to stop for a moment while I tried to re-capture my control.



She waited a few moments then informed me that my time was up. With that, she once again had her tits trapping my shaft and I effortlessly slid my hardness back and forth in the soft flesh glove her breasts made. My strokes became faster and harder as I neared my limit. It took only a few more strokes and I was shooting a surprisingly generous load from within the valley between her bundles of flesh. My cum repeatedly squirted up to her neck and then trickled back down, flowing over her wet cleavage. With me having been milked dry, I leaned back against the wall. Sandy began rubbing her hands over her cum covered breasts as I watched.



In a few minutes, after washing off again, we went back to the blanket and were sitting there talking about other various ways to have sex. During our conversation I found out that she had only ever had sex with one other guy. That was her now ex-boyfriend whom apparently only received oral from her and only did missionary style.



“You like getting oral?” I asked her bluntly when she finished talking. When a big smile instantly appearing on her face, I knew the answer before she spoke. Having her lay down on her back, I positioned myself between her legs and laid down on my belly. With my face directly above her pussy, I kissed her ever so lightly, just beside the narrow strip of hair remaining on her crotch. Her hips instantaneously rose toward me and I began my quest to give her another series of orgasms.



Having enjoyed a good length of time with my face buried in her pussy, it was now late in the afternoon and the sun was near setting. When she had regained the strength, we went in the house and each made a sandwich before returning to the back yard when we chatted like old friends. I was surprised how easily we could converse, considering the gap in our ages.



“Did you know that Traci is twenty tomorrow?” Sandy asked me. I answered that I didn’t know and almost passed out when I heard her next question. Keep in mind that Traci was every bit as sexy as Sandy – just not quite as full in the chest area but her shape had also been the seed of many of my erections over the years.



“Her and I have had foursomes with our boyfriends several times, and we’ve always wondered what it would be like to double up on a guy, but neither of us wanted to do anything with the other’s boyfriend,” she said.



My mind instantaneously produced a hypothesis of what it would be like to enjoy the two of them simultaneously, but I didn’t think for a second it was what Sandy was leading up to. My error was soon evident.



“Would you be willing to do that for us if she wants to?”



My heart was racing wildly as I tried to keep myself from appearing like a youngster on Christmas Eve. “Sure, I’d be more than happy to!” I told her in as calm a voice as I could muster. “Did you honestly think for a second that I’d say ‘no’?”



As the night set in and we continued to talk, we also often enjoyed the sexual freedom we had with each other. I’ll tell you my friends, I had more sex in that thirty-six hour span that I’d had since when I was first out of school!! It made me wish more than once that Sandy and I could be within a reasonable age of each other so we could start dating. We really got along well and sex with her was phenomenal.



Hearing her family return home, she soon was getting dressed to go. As she and I walked through the back yard toward her house, she assured me that she’d ask Traci about the threesome and let me know as soon as she could.



We said goodbye to each other and it was now my turn to be stuck on the thoughts of what the future may bring. It was almost impossible for me to sleep that night. The thought of having the two of them together kept me tossing, turning, wishing, and hoping.

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