9 comments/ 101711 views/ 39 favorites Larry's Big Adventure By: J.Q. Hack I'd like to thank my favorite editor Mistress_Joli. Her keen eye made this story that much better. * * * * Larry surreptitiously squeezed the growing bulge in his pants. His waitress smiled at him as she leaned across the table to lay down his placemat, silverware and napkins. Larry didn't notice. He was too focused on the set of large, perky tits on display in front of him. Each time she moved her blouse opened slightly allowing him an increasingly better view of her, in his opinion, well-shaped breasts as they jiggled in the confines of her bra. All of this happening within a few feet of the gaze of his beady little eyes. Every movement and every angle played in a continuous loop in Larry's mind. He soon drifted into thoughts of burying his head between her mountains of flesh. His mouth and tongue exploring every inch of her cleavage, his fingers kneading the soft skin as her breathing quickened with excitement. Her fingers ran through his hair, pulling him closer and moaning for more. For the finale he imagined her kneeling in front of him. Her hair plastered to her forehead by sweat, her breathing short, shallow and excited. He imagined streams of hot come pouring from his swollen prick and landing with a satisfying splatter on her perky tits. He could see the goo mingling with her sweat and sliding between the curves of her breasts only to land on her stomach. "Excuse me sir," said the perky-titted waitress. "Are you ready to order?" "Oh yeah," Larry said, snapping out of his reverie. "I'll have a cheeseburger and fries and I'd like a chocolate milkshake, too." If you were to ask Larry later what his waitress' name was he couldn't say. He was pretty sure it was Liza or maybe Leena, quite possibly Sandra, but definitely not Beth. He was pretty sure she was blonde, but not positive. He knew she was thin enough – which he liked. What he could remember with clarity and detail were her breasts. Larry could tell you that there was a small mole by her left bra strap, along with a nearly identical one by the right bra strap – only a little higher. He could also describe how her tits jiggled and moved in her bra and blouse. He would tell you that he only remembered the important details. Very little of this mattered though. All of this attention to detail translated into no real world experience. Sure he'd seen plenty of boobs in his day, but the vast majority of them belonged to the women on his extensive DVD collection. The rest belonged to dancers at one of three strip clubs he frequented – when his bank account allowed. The two breasts he'd gotten closest to belonged to a girl named Jenny his freshman year of college, nearly six years earlier. Despite the stories of conquest he spun later; that night had ended badly. Larry had met Jenny at a Friday night dance. The only reason he'd ended up even talking to her was because she was a friend of a friend. She'd snuck in a little bottle of liquor that she drank from all night and by the time the dance ended Larry had convinced an exceedingly drunk Jenny to come back to his room. Once back in his room Larry had managed to get her top and bra off. He fumbled around in the dark for her breasts until they bumped heads with a thud. Jenny started to wail in pain and it took all of Larry's powers of persuasion to convince her not to leave. On most Friday nights Larry could be found, with four of his friends, slaying dragons and battling orcs and goblins to rescue stolen treasure and to save the fair maidens – who were always appropriately grateful. By the end of the night empty cans of Mountain Dew littered his friend's basement, along with candy bar wrappers and Doritos bags. Larry by any account wouldn't be confused for a lady's man. His dark hair looked like it was in constant need of brushing. He had a large nose that held up equally large and thick glasses. His Adam's apple protruded as much as his chin was receded. When he got nervous his voice had a nasty habit of rising several octaves and then to crack. He felt like a 26 year old man perpetually caught in the grasp of puberty. Larry got off the bus after work disappointed. The big-titted girl that always wore the skimpy tops wasn't on the bus again. That made three days in a row and Larry was starting to get pissed. She'd been on the bus each day for the previous two weeks. Despite the near freezing temperatures she never failed to disappoint. That made the 30 minute ride home bearable, and if she wasn't on the bus the ride was miserable – nothing but loud-mouthed, flat-chested girls with nothing to look at. The lack of scenery on the bus was soon forgotten as Larry's mind quickly switched gears. He practically ran the two blocks back to his apartment. He bounded up the two flights of steps and ran to his mailbox. "Fuck." He thumbed through the stack of envelopes in his hand – two bills, some credit card offers and some coupons for the local Qwik-e-Mart. "When the fuck is it going to come," Larry said to nobody. He opened the front door to the building and scanned the foyer since packages sometimes made their way in there. Nothing. He stamped the snow off of his shoes and headed upstairs. Once inside he kicked off his shoes and logged onto his e-mail. He found the confirmation e-mail from the mail order company. He looked over it just as carefully as he had when he received it seven days earlier. The statement said his order had been completely filled and mailed in one package. He read over the itemized list: (1) Melon Mania #34, (1) Tittyfuckers #26, (1) Melon Mamas – 20 Hours on 5 DVDs. The last line of the invoice said: "Please allow between 10 and 12 business days for your package to arrive." That was on the 16th. Today was the 23rd. That was only seven days and two of those had been weekend days. Larry knew damn well it hadn't been 10 days but a package from the Adult Movie Emporium had never taken this long to arrive. He was ready to get on the phone and find out where his videos were. Larry didn't though. He calmed himself down enough to know that packages sometimes take as long to arrive as they say. He would have to wait a few days longer before he could feast his eyes on the surgically enhanced bodies of his favorite pornstars. Over the next three days Larry's pace from the bus stop quickened until he was jogging home in a full sprint. Each day ended with the same result. Nothing. Those cocksuckers at the post office were starting to piss him off. He wanted his porn and he wanted it now. Then he was hit with a terrible thought: What if it was lost? Perhaps lying in a snow pile somewhere between here and Des Moines? That was even more horrible to imagine since that would mean another package would have to be assembled and shipped (he would demand express service so those idiots at the post office wouldn't even have a chance to touch it) and another ten days if not longer would go by. By that time it would almost be a month. Larry forgot about his anxiousness to get home when he got on the bus after work. At lunch he'd bought a new action/adventure novel that featured a brawny sword-wielding brute surrounded by buxom scantily clad babes writhing at his feet. It was from his favorite author and as soon as he took his seat his mind was off in another realm where swords and brute strength along with magic ruled the day. He was so engrossed in it he almost missed her. Something distracted him for a moment at one of the bus stops. There she was – the big titted girl. She hadn't been on the bus for nearly a week and Larry had given up all hope of ever seeing her again. She was walking purposely to the part of the bus where he sat. Instead of taking the empty seat next to him she stopped right next to it and grabbed the overhead bar. With her free hand she undid some of the buttons on her coat. He couldn't believe it, it was freezing outside and she was unbuttoning her coat. With the release of one final button her coat fell open. Larry didn't want to stare – not exactly – he didn't want to get caught staring. But there they were. This brunette babe that could've posed for one of the girls on the cover of his book stood less than a foot from him. Her prominent breasts, nicely put on display by a light green blouse, jiggled and swayed with every jolt and shudder of the bus. She struggled to keep her balance as the bus lurched forward at stop after stop. Larry nearly passed out as several times his nameless beauty leaned forward to allow another rider to pass. This caused her top to fall forward exposing her lush bosom to Larry's unhidden lecherous gaze. "What the fuck are you looking at?" Larry looked into the piercing gaze of the girl he'd been ogling most of the ride home. Her sharp eyes slapped Larry out of his daydreams. "Whuh...huh?" Larry mumbled as a reply. The girl gritted her teeth together and clasped her coat together against her chest and turned to leave. "That's what I thought. Fucking pervert." At the front of the bus Larry could see her talking to the bus driver. He leaned out of his seat and looked directly back at him. The girl said something else and the driver shrugged his shoulders. The girl spun on her heels and stormed off the bus. Put your tits on display like that and then get pissed when somebody looks. Bitch, Larry thought. A short while later Larry got up to get off the bus. He thought the driver gave him a strange look but he didn't say anything. He couldn't really, after all Larry didn't do anything. Larry put the bus incident out of his mind; he had more important things to worry about. He was sure today was the day. It had been over ten days and he was positive a DVD-sized box would be waiting for him on the porch of his apartment building. "Motherfucker," Larry spit. He kicked the snow off his shoes and trudged up the stairs. He swore he'd give them one more day. The more he thought he realized the package could be delayed since the holidays had only been a few weeks earlier and perhaps it had gotten delayed briefly, since it was most likely sent the cheapest possible route. Once in his apartment he changed into his favorite pair of flannel lounging pants and a comfortable long-sleeved shirt. With a hot cup of tea beside him he curled up on the couch and re-immersed himself into the sword and sorcery world of his new novel. So far his favorite writer, Jack Reynolds, was out doing himself. Larry loved the way he described his characters, from the heroes to the villains he lavished detail on everything. This came in particularly handy when Reynolds turned his attention to the cast of beautiful women that either tried to destroy the hero or came to his aid. Larry thought this Reynolds fellow sure knew a thing or two about describing tits. Larry had just put his book down to rest his bleary eyes. He was thinking it might be time to troll the net for his favorite busty babe sites. Larry didn't have time to really act on this thought when he heard a light knock at the door. He got up and answered the door. "Hello," Larry said as he opened his door. He wasn't prepared for what he saw next. There was a stunning brunette at his door that looked like she was carrying grapefruit under her sweater. It was a few seconds before Larry could peal his gaze away from her breasts and focus on her eyes. She didn't seem to notice, or if she did – care. "Uh ... hi, I'm Rebecca. I live in the upstairs apartment," the woman said. She motioned upstairs with her hand. "Oh, hi," Larry said. "It's nice to meet you." What Larry meant to say was it's nice you're standing still long enough so I can get a good look at your titties. He'd seen her around the building on several occasions but he'd never had a chance to talk to her or even really get a good look at her, not that he would've talked to her. "Are you Lawrence?" Rebecca said. Larry noticed she was holding a large padded envelope in her hand. "I'm sorry," Larry said, "I'm Lawrence, but everybody calls me Larry." "Oh, Larry," Rebecca said. "I got this package in the mail the other day." She held the package up and waved it before Larry's face. "I was expecting a package too and I just opened it up without realizing it wasn't addressed to me." Larry could see the rip that ran the full width of the envelope. "I can be such a ditz," Rebecca said, "you'd think I was a blonde the way I act sometimes." She handed the package to Larry. Rebecca blushed a deep dark red as Larry took the package and looked at the AVE emblazoned on the label, Larry knew immediately what it stood for and he knew what was in the package. I guess those idiots didn't lose the package after all, Larry thought. "Thanks for dropping this off," Larry said, "I was waiting for this." Shit, now it was Larry's turn to blush. Rebecca had to know what was in the package – his big tit stroke flicks – what sort of pervert did she think he was. If she thought anything about Larry she was hiding it well. "Listen, I'm really sorry for opening that package," Rebecca said. She turned to go upstairs. "That's okay, I'm sure it was a mistake," Larry said. Larry watched her go up the steps. For all his obsessing on boobs Larry enjoyed the shape of a woman's well formed ass. After all what good were a nice set of knockers if there wasn't a nice ass to go with them? As soon as his apartment door closed Larry's hands started to tremble. His embarrassment disappeared just as quickly as it took a raging hard on to form in his pants. Finally, the dvds he'd waited for had arrived. He surveyed the shrink-wrapped covers to decide which one to enjoy first. It was neither a long, nor particularly difficult decision. Melon Mania #34 it would be. Within a minute Larry was on his couch with his hand wrapped tightly around his prick. This shit was worth the wait, he thought. A big-titted blonde student was being disciplined by an impossibly muscular teacher. Larry fast forwarded through the preliminary blow job and pussy licking until he got to the good stuff. The muscle bound teacher was laying across an empty desk as the blonde rode his cock. Larry pumped away quicker as the blonde's tits picked up more and more momentum. Her boobs bounced up and down and side to side the longer she jumped up and down on the guy's cock. Her screams and moans only increased. Damn these videos were made for me, Larry thought. "Fuck," Larry said. He cupped his free hand under the tip of his cock as he exploded into his hand. He pumped his prick a few final times until he was satisfied he'd wrung every last bit of jizz from his pecker. After he'd cleaned up he collapsed on his couch content and satisfied. He knew he wouldn't have to wait too much longer until he was ready for round two – after all he had three brand new dvds to explore. * * * * "I got some of my neighbor's mail the other day," Rebecca said. She took a sip of her coffee and sat the cup down. "So," Rebecca's friend, Julie, said. "It wasn't just any mail," Rebecca said. She leaned across the table and whispered, "It was in a package." "What's your point?" Julie said. "I accidentally opened the envelope and there were three porno movies in there," Rebecca wrinkled her face in disgust. "They were all these videos featuring girls with giant tits, you know typical male stuff." "This guy must love you," Julie laughed. "You should've seen the way the little pervert looked at me. I could feel him undressing me with his eyes." "Imagine what he thought when he figured out you had to have seen what was in the envelope. He was probably mortified." "Little pervs like that? Nah, he could care less who knows what he likes to jack off to." "If he likes tits as much as you say," Julie said, "maybe you could get him to do stuff for you." Rebecca looked up out the plate glass window behind Julie deep in thought and tapped her coffee cup absent-mindedly with her fingernail. "I was just kidding," Julie said. * * * * It was starting to snow, big wet flakes that quickly coated everything, as Rebecca pulled her car into a spot in front of her building. It had been a long day already, she hadn't eaten dinner yet and her trunk was full of grocery bags. Rebecca opened her trunk and looked at the bags in dismay. "How the hell am I going to get this up to my apartment without making three trips?" Rebecca sighed. She looked up at her building, an old house converted into apartments. Her apartment was pitch black, but light poured from the windows on the second floor. "Uh ha, I bet Lawrence is home," Rebecca said, sounding triumphant. She shut the trunk lid and made it up to the second floor outside Larry's door in a flash. Rebecca unbuttoned her coat and pulled it open. She undid the top three buttons of her blouse; a nice deep V was formed displaying a wide swath of skin from her collar bones down to her ample bosom. Rebecca knocked on the door. It seemed like forever before she heard the door start to open. The little pervert was probably in there jerking off, Rebecca thought. "Hi, Lawrence," Rebecca said. "Uh, hi. Actually you can call me Larry." "Listen, Larry," Rebecca said. "I really hate to bother you," Rebecca scratched an imaginary itch on her neck; Larry's gaze dropped to her hand. "I was wondering if you could give me a hand?" Rebecca's hand slid down over her collar bone. She tugged at one of her buttons pulling her blouse open a little wider; Larry's gaze followed suit. "I have a car full of groceries and I could really use some help getting them up to my apartment." Larry's gaze was now nestled snuggly in her cleavage, unabashedly leering at her chest, his mouth slightly agape. Larry was silent for a few seconds, seemingly mesmerized. "Actually I was kinda watching something on TV and you know I'm not dressed for going out. Maybe ...." "Larry, you'd be a lifesaver if you could give me a hand. I'd be so grateful." Rebecca smiled the biggest smile she could muster and batted her eyelashes a few times. Grateful like all those wenches I save from orcs and trolls I hope, Larry thought. "Okay," Larry said, "let me go get my shoes on." That little fuck was going to tell me no. I practically had my tits shoved in that perv's face and he was still going to say no, Rebecca thought. Larry sat the last bag on the floor in Rebecca's kitchen. He couldn't believe he was actually in this big-titted goddesses' kitchen. It was much better organized and much cleaner than his kitchen ever hoped to be. Rebecca was in the other room taking her coat off. She looked down at her chest and saw that the cold had its normal effect. Her nipples were poking through her blouse like two hard erasers. Good, there's no way Larry will miss these, Rebecca thought. She reached in her purse and pulled out a few dollars. She walked back into kitchen where she found Larry absentmindedly looking around. "Larry, I really appreciate your help," Rebecca held out a $5 bill for Larry. "No, no, it was no problem at all," Larry said. His gaze immediately dropped down to see her pebble-hard nipples. Hell, it didn't take long for this perv to find my nipples, Rebecca thought. "If I can't talk you into the money, then at least let me give you a proper thank you." Rebecca gave Larry a hug and made sure to press her tits into Larry extra hard. Larry pulled Rebecca closer; he smiled as he could feel her hard nipples press into him. Larry was pleasantly surprised at how good she still smelled after being at work all day. Those tits feel FANTASTIC, Larry thought. He felt a familiar tingle in his pants. Larry reluctantly let go of Rebecca. When's this little perv going to let go? Rebecca thought. "Thanks so much for your help," Rebecca said. He looks quite happy and properly mollified Rebecca thought, quite satisfied with a job well done. Larry's Big Adventure "If you ever need anything else you know where to find me," Larry said. "Thanks again," Rebecca said. She could hear Larry going down the steps. Gawd, what's that little freak going to do now alone in his apartment? Rebecca pulled her top closed and re-buttoned it. I'm sure I gave him enough for a few minutes of fun, Rebecca thought. Hell it's worth it I only had to carry two light bags up and he got the rest. Rebecca looked around her apartment to see if she needed anything else done. * * * * Friday night found Larry over at his friend Steve's house along with four of his other buddies. They sat in a circle around a table in Steve's parents' house, an odd assortment of chips and soda spread out before them. Everything needed for an epic adventure – paper, dice, reference books – and anything imaginable to slay dragons, trolls and orcs was there. The opening guitar riff from "Aqualung" played in the background – Larry and his buddies were strictly old school metalheads, none of this alternative or nu shit for them. They worshipped strictly at the altar of the metal gods. "You should see this chick that lives upstairs from me," Larry said. (Sitting on a park bench) "She came to my door last night with some bullshit story about needing help with her groceries. Her top was unbuttoned down to her waist. I could practically see her tits. I mean they were right there for anybody to see. They're huge ... I mean Pam Anderson 'Baywatch' huge." Larry cupped his hands and held them out in front of his chest as a visual aid. (Eyeing little girls with bad intent) "And then ... it was so cold out her nipples were sticking through her shirt ... boing," Larry made little jabbing motions with his fingers to emphasize his point. (Snot running down his nose, greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes) "Then she gives me a fucking hug. She mashed those giant tits of hers into me ... it's like she wanted me to feel her tight little nipples." (Drying in the cold sun) "What color is her hair?" The momentum wrecked, everybody stopped at looked at Bob and gave him a dumb look. "It doesn't fucking matter what color hair she has ... she could be bald for all I fucking care. All that matters is she has big titties and the other night they were on display for me and I got to see her headlights at full beam," Larry said. (Watching as the frilly panties run) Bob started to say something else. "If you have to know she has dark brown hair and comes down to here." Larry raised his hand to about shoulder level. "It's kinda curly too." (Aqualung my friend, don't start away uneasy, you poor old sod, you see, it's only me) "Maybe this broad will let you fuck her too," Steve said. "Why don't you bring her by next week so we can all meet her?" "Fuck you guys," Larry said. "Are you ready to play or what?" * * * * Larry couldn't stop thinking about Rebecca and her ample cleavage. The events of a few nights ago played constantly in his head, even when he was ogling other girls he couldn't get the image of Rebecca's tits out of his head. No matter how much he tried to plan his comings or goings with hers he hadn't had an opportunity to see her since then. Larry was starting to get pretty damn frustrated – and times like these required desperate measures. The next day Larry came home from work he looked around for any sign of Rebecca – he looked up and down the block and there was no sign of her blue Galant. Normally, Larry was home before anybody else but he wanted to be doubly sure. He pulled his mail from his mailbox and thumbed through it, nothing of interest there. He looked up and saw that Rebecca's mailbox still had mail. Larry glanced over his shoulder one last time. He reached into the box and grabbed the first envelope he felt. Good a piece of junkmail he thought. About 7:30 that night Larry heard the sounds he'd been waiting for all afternoon – the jingle of keys and footsteps going up the stairs. Rebecca was home. Larry's first instinct was to rush out the door and hand her the piece of mail, but that would ruin his plan. Patience, patience, Larry thought. A little while later Larry heard the sound of a shower running – that was the other sound he'd been waiting to hear. About ten minutes went by before the running water shut off. Larry knew if this was going to work he had to give her some time but not too much time. He waited another minute and bounded out the door and up the stairs with the envelope in his hand, his heart thudded loudly in his chest and he was breathing erratically after his mad dash up the stairs. He took a few moments to catch his breath. I need to get in better shape, he thought. He knocked on the door. "Just a minute," he heard Rebecca call from inside the apartment. She sounded annoyed. This is fucking working Larry thought. He had a shit-eating grin plastered across his face. The door suddenly opened. Rebecca stood in the door wearing a peach-colored spaghetti strap tank top that left next to nothing to the imagination and did nothing to conceal her rock hard nipples under the material. Her gray shorts were just as skimpy and clung loosely on her behind where they did little to cover her round bottom. "Well, hello Larry," Rebecca said. A wide bright smile played across her face. "Come in." "Hello," Larry said. His voice cracked. Shit, Larry thought. Larry followed the sway and jiggle of Rebecca's hips into her living room. "To what do I owe this pleasure," Rebecca said. Her voice dripped honey as she laid on her sexiest and most sultry voice she could muster. She scratched at her shoulder allowing the strap of her top to inch its way off her shoulder. Larry's mouth hung open; he couldn't move his eyes off her chest – even if he wanted to. Rebecca did nothing to discourage him, she knew she'd need to ask a favor of him soon and she wanted him buttered up as much as possible. "Ah," Larry began until he realized his voice was a high-pitched shriek. Larry coughed and cleared his throat. "This was in my mailbox today." He held out the envelope to her. Rebecca took the envelope and laid it on her end table. "That's strange," she said. "The mailman usually gets all the mail right." "I know," Larry's voice quavered a bit. "I guess it just got mixed up." "I really appreciate you coming all the way up here," Rebecca said, still pouring it on. "Could I get you something to drink?" A drink? A drink? Holy fuck she's asking me to have a drink, holy shit, Larry thought. "Nah," Larry replied as casually as he could, "I should be going." "Couldn't you stay? Just for a minute? After all you were kind enough to bring me my mail." Rebecca batted her eyelashes like the other night. "Some water would be nice," Larry said. Much to his surprise his voice didn't crack this time. Larry leered at Rebecca as she walked past him and got him a large glass of ice water. "Have a seat, I don't want you standing all night," Rebecca said. Larry took a seat across from the couch where Rebecca sat down. "Do you mind?" Rebecca said. She held up a purple colored squirt bottle. "It's just some body cream." "No, go ahead." Rebecca squirted a large dollop in her one hand and began to slowly apply it to her long silky legs. Larry watched intently as she smeared the lavender scented cream along the calf of one leg, working in tiny circles to rub the cream in and then over her knee to her thigh. She glanced out of the corner of her eye, Larry was enthralled. She did her other leg, taking her time, making sure the cream was rubbed in as smoothly and as sensuously as possibly. Larry crossed, uncrossed and recrossed his legs. He couldn't believe his luck; this was turning out better than he could've ever imagined. His view of her tits was completely unhindered, hell Larry didn't even have to wait for her to lean over to get a spectacular view. Now, she was sitting here in front of him rubbing lavender body lotion all over herself. It was all Larry could do to keep his cock from tenting the front of his pants. "Only a little more," Rebecca said. She squirted another dollop of lotion into her palm. "That's quite alright, I really don't mind." What a stupid fucking thing to say, Larry thought, now I sound like a pervert. Rebecca flashed him a quick smile. She began to vigorously rub the lotion into her arms and shoulders. Before Larry knew what he was watching she was rubbing lotion across her chest. Each breast got its own little bit of cream. He watched as her titflesh jiggled under the pressure of her fingers. It was all he could do to keep from exploding in his pants. Her fingers would disappear under the fabric of her top depressing a hard nipple only to have it pop back up after her hand passed. Larry's mouth hung open even further now. If he had to talk now he wouldn't be able to. He licked his lips as her fingers disappeared between her breasts as she applied more cream. This went on for minutes as it seemed to Larry she spent more time working on her tits than she did her legs. Was she doing all this for my benefit? Larry thought. Who cares and it's a free show, he thought. "Would you like any more water?" Rebecca asked. "No," Larry's voice cracked into a higher range. "I need to go." "Okay," Rebecca said. "Thanks for bringing that mail by." Rebecca stopped Larry at the door. She loved the undivided attention she got from this little pervert and all it took was a little flesh. He was eating out of the palm of her hand. "Thanks again for your help the other night too," Rebecca said. "No problem," Larry managed to say without his voice cracking. "Gimme a hug before you go," Rebecca said. Larry squeezed Rebecca close to him. He could feel the full swell of her tits and hard nipples against his chest. Rebecca leaned into him. She felt Larry try to back his hips away from her so she couldn't feel his hard on. Rebecca leaned her hip into him until she felt his cock dig into her, she was surprised at how hard and full it felt against her. Rebecca pushed up against Larry and raised herself up on her toes. She felt her top pull like it was caught. Good she thought. Larry loved the way the lavender smelled on her. It seemed to pour from every pore of her body. Not to mention how great her tight firm body felt next to his. He loved the way she wriggled and leaned into him even though he didn't want her to get freaked out by feeling his cock poke into her side. Rebecca pulled away and said, "I guess I'll see you later." Larry didn't move. His eyes were trained on her tits again. Larry blinked because he couldn't believe his eyes. During their hug Rebecca's top got snagged and pulled down revealing the edge of her hard nipples surrounding pink areola. Larry smiled a wide grin. Rebecca looked down at her tits proudly put on display for Larry. This worked better than she hoped. Damn my tits look good Rebecca thought. "Oops, I didn't mean for this happen," Rebecca said. Rebecca winked at Larry and slid her fingers into her top and pulled it back up to cover her nipples. Larry shook his head and snapped his focus back onto her blue-green eyes. "Yeah, I guess I should get going," Larry said. "Bye Larry," Rebecca said. "Thanks for everything." "Thank you for everything," Larry said as he started down the steps. "What I mean is thanks for the water. I didn't mean to thank you for what you thought I meant," Larry said, his voice cracking. "I understand." Rebecca smiled at Larry and waived goodbye. She closed the door. Larry waived goodbye quickly and hurried to his apartment. He had business to take care of. An evening like this doesn't go by without some sort of response. Larry hit play on his dvd player and before a scene could even start he'd poured a thick gooey load of come into his palm. His cock was still rock hard and ready to go for a second round. This time he'd make it last. Rebecca smiled and nodded approvingly. A job well done, she thought. * * * * "You wouldn't believe it but I could feel his dick pressing into me," Rebecca said. The look on her face could barely conceal her disgust. "I don't understand why you're doing all of this," Julie said. "I'm sure if you just asked him he'd be more than happy to help you with what you need." "Perhaps," Rebecca said. "The way I see it though I'm buttering him up for when I need a lot of help. You know how I've been talking about painting the living room and kitchen?" "Yeah," Julie said. She took a sip of her drink in the dimly lit bar. "Well, I figure if I'm nice enough he'll do it for me. Even if he doesn't know what a paintbrush looks like it'll be cheaper than hiring a painter." "Your logic is flawless," Julie said. She laughed and took another sip of her red drink. . "I'm also going to need Larry to look after Mr. Fluffy," Rebecca said. "Why do you need him to look after that cat?" "Don't you remember I'm going away for a couple of days in two weeks?" "Oh yeah," Julie said. "I can't believe you're going to have him watch that cat from hell." "I figure my whole peep show thing will have softened him up enough he'll agree to this." "This might be your only shot," Julie laughed. * * * * Larry trudged up the steps to his apartment feeling pissed off. The girl he normally leered at was on the bus and within easy ogling distance, but she kept her coat buttoned up the entire time. He knew it wasn't due to the last time she called him a pervert – he'd had plenty of opportunities to undress her with his eyes since then and she didn't seem to worry about anybody eyeing her tits with the tops she'd been wearing lately. The real reason had been the fucking cold they'd been having lately. For the past week or so it hadn't gotten above freezing with daytime highs in the mid-20s. It's too cold for girls to be showing skin. Larry knew it was true but he didn't have to like it. Larry fished his keys out of his pocket. He casually glanced up the steps towards Rebecca's apartment. Thoughts of the events of the previous days made the cold leave his body and left him feeling warm and tingling. He looked up on the door to see a piece of paper taped to the door. He held the note up to his nose – he picked up a faint scent of lavender. He smiled and unfolded the note. On the inside he saw writing in a smooth, flowing script. Larry, Could you come see me tonight sometime? I would like to ask you something. Rebecca Larry couldn't believe what he was reading. Rebecca wanted to see him about something. He was positive it had to do with the other night, how could it be anything else? He felt a mixture of raw sexual excitement and trepidation. He figured Rebecca wanted to tell him that what happened the other night would never happen again. He imagined her telling him this while wearing a loose fitting shirt that covered her from neck to wrists – never again would he see those breasts. Larry waited until he heard the shower turn off, just as he had the other evening. He gave Rebecca few minutes to put something on, but not too much. This time he took his time getting up the steps. He didn't want to be out of breath and practically wheezing like last time. He had a feeling this was going to be the end of any fun he may have had with Rebecca. He knocked on the door and he faintly heard Rebecca walking around. He didn't hear her call out like last time. Perhaps she hadn't heard his knock. He was getting ready to knock again when the door suddenly opened. Rebecca stood at the door in a short pink bathrobe tied snugly around her waist. Even though it didn't show off her breasts very well Larry admitted that it really showed her legs off nicely. "Larry. I'm glad you got my message. I was afraid it might've fallen off and you hadn't seen it." Rebecca grabbed Larry's arm and led him into her apartment. Soon Larry was seated on Rebecca's couch, with her on the other end but close enough that he could smell her lavender lotion. She had her legs crossed and tucked underneath her giving him a nice view of the tight panties that rode high on her hip and hugged the round curves of her bottom. Rebecca turned toward him; Larry didn't like the serious look on her face. "I was wondering if I could ask you a favor," Rebecca said. "A favor? Sure, I guess so," Larry said. Here it comes Larry thought, this is the part where she asks me not to bother her again, but if that's it she's acting awfully friendly. "Yeah, a favor," Rebecca said. "Next week I'm going out of town for a training seminar, so I won't be around after Sunday afternoon." "Oh, okay." Oh, she wants me to get her mail, Larry thought. "I was wondering if you could feed my kitty cat while I'm away?" Rebecca batted her long eyelashes at Larry. "Well, I'm not really too good with pets so I don't know if I'm really ...." "Larry, it would mean a lot to me if you did this for me." Rebecca slid across the gap on the couch separating her and Larry. She leaned against Larry, making sure to press her breasts into his arm, while she rubbed his leg with her hand. "I'm really glad you asked me," Larry stuttered. "It's just that I've never had a cat before so I wouldn't ...." "They're really easy to take care of," Rebecca said. "They're hardly any bother at all really." Rebecca moved her hand from Larry's leg and tugged at the knot on her bathrobe. The knot gave a little and her robe fell open slightly. "It might not be so bad," Larry said. His eyes shifted down to the opening in the robe; he got a good peak at one of her full breasts although her nipples were still hidden from view. "If you just showed me what I need to do I'm sure I could manage." "You're really a lifesaver, Larry," Rebecca said. She rubbed one of her long legs against his while she squeezed his thigh with her hand. Rebecca could feel Larry's breath begin to quicken. "I don't know what I'd do if you weren't here," she said. "I'm sure you'd manage," Larry said, his voice cracked a little. "Don't sell yourself so short Larry." Larry watched Rebecca as she untangled herself from him and got off the couch. "Mr. Fluffy where are you," Rebecca said in a high pitched sing-song voice. She repeated her call in another room. "There you are," Larry heard Rebecca say. Rebecca soon returned from her bedroom holding a sleek Tabby cat, with white paws, white face and orange and brown stripes across its back, sides and legs. "This is Mr. Fluffy," Rebecca said. "Say hello to Larry, Mr. Fluffy." Larry stroked the soft fur on the cat's back as he left out a soft, contented purr. "Ooh," Rebecca said, "he seems to like you." Rebecca was right. The cat soon crawled onto Larry's lap and curled into a big ball. Larry continued to stroke his back and ears and once when he tried to stop Mr. Fluffy looked up at him with an indignant look. "I guess he does like me." "Here I'll show you where his food his." Larry followed Rebecca into the kitchen. She explained to him Mr. Fluffy's food schedule, where his toys were at and how to clean his litter box. "I think I can handle that with no problem," Larry said. "Larry, I can't thank you enough," Rebecca said. She moved in close to Larry, her robe fell open to reveal her nakedness to Larry's gaze, her nipples were taught and erect. Every bit of skin Larry could see looked smooth and flawless. "Can I get a hug?" Larry said. "I don't see why not," Rebecca smiled. She didn't object when Larry slid his arms around her waist under her robe. After this, Rebecca thought, he'll do just about anything for me. Rebecca wrapped her arms around him and pressed her hot naked flesh against his body. Larry's cock was raging hard, aching to get out his pants. He could feel it throbbing away. Rebecca leaned into him like last time, his hard on digging into her hip. Larry's Big Adventure Larry had his hands on the small of her back. What the hell, Larry thought, you only live once. He pulled Rebecca closer. He breathed in deeply her lavender scent; Rebecca pulled herself a little closer. Holy fuck she's hot, Larry thought, maybe I actually have a chance with her. Larry slid his hands down until he could feel the fabric of her tight pink panties. She didn't make any movement to stop him. He slid his hands lower until his fingertips rested on the fabric. He inched his fingers and hands lower. I can't believe he's going to feel me up, Rebecca thought. She had to stifle a bit of a laugh. He thinks he has a chance with me, she thought. Larry had his hands in place soon enough. She hadn't stopped him yet. He squeezed one butt cheek lightly – almost like a pat – at first. She didn't resist. He cupped the other side with his other hand. He squeezed her ass firmly with both hands. Larry had never been this forward with a woman before. He was damn proud of himself. He practically lifted her onto his hard on and he could feel her tight body slide along his erection as she settled back onto two feet. "Larry!" Rebecca cooed. "You're being bad." For good measure Rebecca wriggled her hips against his cock, she could feel it throb like it was ready to explode. He feels kinda big, Rebecca thought, but it's probably just my imagination. "Sorry," Larry said almost silently. "Don't apologize," Rebecca said. "I'd like to thank you ahead of time." Rebecca placed a hand on Larry's face and kissed his other cheek. Larry immediately turned a bright shade of red. "It's no problem," Larry said. Rebecca let Larry out the door. Her robe still hung open for all to see. Larry tried to walk down the steps backwards, his eyes trained on Rebecca's lovely form and his mouth open. Rebecca giggled as Larry nearly lost his footing and caught himself before he tumbled down the steps. Rebecca reached up and cupped one of her breasts in her hand and tenderly twisted and tugged on the nipple in full view of Larry. She'd nearly forgotten she was standing in the hallway outside of her apartment. Larry stopped at the landing and intently watched her, her face lit up in a brief moment of ecstasy. Rebecca snapped back to attention. He's all mine, Rebecca thought; I've got him hooked. "I'll bring the key down Sunday before I leave, okay?" "That's fine," Larry said. He let himself into his apartment and fished out one of his dvds – not that he needed that aid much anymore with the fresh thoughts of Rebecca's lovely firm tits and tight body in his mind. * * * * Feeding Rebecca's cat was far less of a pain in the ass than Larry thought it would be. He didn't like the idea of getting up an extra half hour early to give Mr. Fluffy his morning meal before he left for work, but by Wednesday, it almost felt like a normal part of his routine. In the evening Larry would go up to her apartment and give the cat his second meal. After that he'd play with him and pet him for a little bit. She's so lucky she has nice tits, Larry thought, or there's no way in hell I would've done this for her. That thought not withstanding he'd almost turned her down, but that little show she gave him that evening sealed the deal – plus he got to feel up her ass. Larry didn't want to admit it – since he imagined he had some self-control – but at that moment he would've done anything for her. Larry sat on Rebecca's couch, watching TV and petting Mr. Fluffy between his ears – his favorite spot to be rubbed. Larry had Friday off from work. He was glad of that too since it gave him time to prepare for that evening's roleplaying adventure with his friends. It was his turn to supply the soda and snacks – Mountain Dew and Doritos – as always. Larry also planned on feeding Mr. Fluffy a little earlier than usual. He figured the cat wouldn't mind and he would still have a few minutes to spend with the cat before he sped off to his friend's basement to rescue the fair maidens of their fantasy land. They all carried on until nearly two in the morning looting treasure, bashing skulls and taking advantage of the buxom beauties that inhabited their make believe world. Before Larry knew it the week was over. Saturday was the last day this week he'd have to feed Mr. Fluffy. Despite his hesitation at first Larry thought this turned out to be pretty fun, he was also quite relieved the cat was still alive since he hadn't really ever taken care of any other living thing. He also figured he was scoring major points with Rebecca and it might give him some cache with her. * * * * Larry heard Rebecca come late Saturday afternoon. It was all he could do to keep from rushing up the stairs to greet her. The rest of the evening he could hear her walking around and the thud of her suitcases being unpacked and put away. He was actually sort of surprised she didn't stop down for her key. Monday evening Larry waited for the tell-tale sound of the shower running. His thoughts immediately drifted to the idea of her standing nude beneath the cascading hot water. He pictured rivulets of water running over the curves of her body and cascading off of her full breasts. He could see in his mind's eye her hands lathering up her breasts with airy white suds, her hands exploring every inch of her exquisite body. Larry sported an erection that demanded attention. He was gently rubbing his prick through his pants when the sound of running water disappeared. No time for this, Larry thought. He waited a few minutes before going up to Rebecca's door. His dick was still hard, but Larry looked down and it didn't look too noticeable. Larry knocked on Rebecca's door. "How'd I know it was you?" Rebecca said as Larry stepped through the door. Holy fuck, Larry thought, I planned it right this time. Rebecca stood in front of him, her loose curls still damp from her shower. That's not what mattered to Larry – it's what she was wearing. Rebecca wore a slinky light blue nightie that left little to the imagination; her body looked like a shimmering image beneath its light fabric. She wore the tiniest of matching panties that peaked out of the bottom of the nightie's hem and her tits were snuggled into a demi-cup bra that barely concealed her nipples and left the tops of breasts exposed for Larry's leer. "You always seem to know when I'm getting out of the shower, Larry," Rebecca said. It's no coincidence, this little perv likes my little shows I put on for him, Rebecca thought. She looked Larry up and down. He's sporting wood already, he must be ready to explode, Rebecca thought. "I just came up to give you back your key," Larry managed to say after he swallowed hard and regained some composure. Larry reached into his pocket to retrieve the key. Before he could pull out the key a streak of orange and tan fur shot out of the living room and leapt into Larry's arms. Mr. Fluffy began to purr heavily and nuzzle his face into Larry's arm. "Well he certainly seems to have taken a liking to you," Rebecca said. "By Tuesday we were the best of buddies. Isn't that right Mr. Fluffy?" Larry couldn't get over how hot Rebecca looked. This gorgeous, big-titted creature was practically naked in front of him. It's all Larry could do to keep his mouth shut and not drool all over his shirt. "Let's have a seat," Rebecca said. She took a seat on her couch and patted the cushion next to her. Larry sat next to her and hoped that the purring cat in his arms distracted Rebecca from the throbbing erection bulging out the front of his pants. "You know I really couldn't thank you enough for taking care of Mr. Fluffy while I was gone," Rebecca said. She reached over and started to stroke the fur between the cat's ears. He purred even louder. "It was no big deal," Larry said. Despite his best efforts his voice cracked slightly. "No, no I really appreciate it." Rebecca leaned into Larry pressing her firm tits into his arm. "I had to go away on business and the thought of putting my cat in a kennel for the week was horrifying." Rebecca wondered if she was being over the top. She needed Larry's help for a lot more and this seemed like a good a way as any to get his help. So what if he gets to stare at my goodies for a little bit, Rebecca thought, what's the harm? "I'm not always so good with animals," Larry said. Gawd, I can smell that body lotion of hers, Larry thought, I'd love to touch those tits – just once. "Mr. Fluffy, here, really made it easy. He was no trouble at all." "I'm really, really glad," Rebecca said. She let her hand drop to Larry's thigh. "You know sometimes it takes him awhile to get used to new people." She slid her hand up his leg. "I guess this time he just took right to you." Larry's leg quivered as her hand moved slowly up towards his crotch. He's shaking like a leaf, Rebecca thought, he's all mine. This is way too easy. Holy shit she's rubbing my leg. If she doesn't back off soon I'm going to shoot a load in my pants, Larry thought. Larry felt Rebecca's fingers brush the tip of his cock through his pants. It sent a jolt of electric excitement through his body as his cock twitched involuntarily. Rebecca let out a sharp gasp. She pulled her hand quickly away from his leg. Larry jumped and pulled away from Rebecca. Mr. Fluffy let out a startled meow and fled from his lap. Rebecca put her hand back on his thigh until she touched the large bulge in Larry's pants. "Is that your ... I mean is that you? Is that what I think it is?" Larry noticed a look in Rebecca's eye that he'd never seen in another woman. "I'm so sorry. I'm really, really sorry. I should get going. I didn't mean for this to happen," Larry squawked and stammered. "There's no need for you to leave," Rebecca said. She used one of her legs to stop Larry from leaving and leaned into him a little more, effectively pinning him back into the couch. "I didn't mean for this .... I mean ... I'm really sorry. It's just that ... I mean that you're so .... I'm really sorry," Larry blathered. "Shhh, Larry," Rebecca said. She couldn't believe she was the aggressive one here; that never happened. Was it true that geeks had huge cocks? She didn't know but she had to find out and she was going to. Larry had calmed down and relaxed slightly after a few moments. Rebecca put her hand back on his leg and she felt him tense right back up. She moved her hand up his thigh until she felt the bulge. She could feel the bulbous tip of his cock and the hard, thick shaft beneath his jeans. It seems I wasn't imagining too much the other night, Rebecca thought. It felt quite impressive to Rebecca's experienced touch, but there was only one way to know for sure. "So Larry," Rebecca said. She relaxed a little and rested comfortably against Larry's tense body. "I know what an admirer of certain aspects of the female form you are," Rebecca said. Who am I kidding, Rebecca thought, all this guy did was stare at my tits and was kind of a perv about it. "I know you've gotten plenty of opportunities to admire mine. Isn't that right, Larry?" "Whuh?" Larry stuttered. He tried to move further back against the arm rest on the couch. "I mean I think it would only be fair then ...." Rebecca rubbed her hand over Larry's chest and Larry shivered in excitement. Larry was going into sensory overload. He could feel the firm weight of Rebecca's tits resting on his arm – that was nearly enough, as usual but the things she was saying in that low seductive voice of hers. He was even starting to feel a little dizzy and light-headed. "I think it would only be fair if I got to see yours." "Really?" Larry croaked. "You mean it?" Larry couldn't believe what he was hearing. This sexy girl wanted to see his prick – nobody else's – right now. This was the moment he'd been dreaming of his entire life and he's practically frozen up. I can't believe my luck, Larry thought, Steve and the guys won't believe this when I tell them all about it. Larry took a few deep breaths to steady himself, it seemed to help. The thudding of his heart and the rush of blood subsided, he felt calmer. Despite his nerves and near anxiety attack Larry's cock was still rock hard – maybe even harder than it had ever been. "I'll sweeten the deal a little," Rebecca said. "I'll lose this nightie." In the blink of an eye Rebecca tossed the nightie over her shoulder and its light fabric fluttered to the ground. "It's your turn now," Rebecca said. Larry still had a lingering thought in his head. She seemed really excited when she brushed against the bulge in his pants, but why? Larry certainly wasn't ashamed of his cock. He wasn't sure but he figured it was at least on the average side, although he never bothered to measure it or compare it to other guys. In high school he avoided the showers after gym as much as humanly possible and he figured that measuring it was somehow gay – and he wasn't about that at all. "Here goes nothing," Larry said. Rebecca had a huge eager grin on her face. She moved back to give Larry a little room. She wanted to be as close as possible. If she was right, and she didn't doubt her skills in this department, Rebecca was in for a big surprise. Larry pushed his shoes off his feet. At this moment his first instinct was to run out and leave, but he made a deal – and anything that happened after this would be almost too good to be true. He unbuckled his pants and unzipped them. Rebecca watched him intently. The whole time she played with her tits and with her nipples through the fabric of her bra. Larry pulled off his jeans and Rebecca could see even more clearly the tent formed in his white briefs. She had no doubt now about how correct she'd been. Now it was her turn to lick her lips. "Oh my," Rebecca gasped. She put a hand up to her mouth. Larry's cock jutted from his groin towards the ceiling. Larry was happy he could make the best first impression he could, but was it enough? "Is something wrong?" Larry said; he felt a brief hitch of panic form in his chest. Maybe she doesn't like? Maybe it's not big enough, Larry thought. "No, no it's perfect," Rebecca said. "It's absolutely huge." Larry noticed that look was back in Rebecca's eyes – it was the glow of unbridled lust. "May I?" Rebecca said. "Okay," Larry said. His voice cracked and shot up to the high end of the register. Rebecca grabbed his cock at the base and squeezed. The girth of his prick filled her hand up. It was definitely the thickest dick she'd ever seen and it was one of the longest too. Rebecca loved the way the veiny shaft felt in her hand. She slowly stroked Larry's shaft and watched as pre-come oozed from his tip, coating her hand and his cock in its clear, glistening fluid. Larry tossed his head against the back of the couch and let out a loud groan. He had never felt anything this good in his entire life. Rebecca's hand moved up and down his shaft in a slow steady rhythm. Larry looked down at Rebecca's hand as it pulled on his cock – for the first time in his life it wasn't his hand doing the yanking -- that right there was almost enough for him to shoot his load. "Your cock is so big," Rebecca said, "I love it." She cooed these words in Larry's ear. "That feels so good," Larry said. He dug his fingers into the arm of the couch as the sensations he was feeling were almost too much for him to bear. He couldn't believe this was happening to him. "If you like that I know something you'll like even more," Rebecca said. "What's that," Larry said. What Rebecca had in mind he could only imagine. "Take off your shirt," Rebecca said. Larry struggled getting his shirt off over his head. He was so excited that the simple task of taking off his shirt became immensely difficult. He would've stayed like that for a while with his head half out and his arms twisted in the fabric if Rebecca didn't tug the shirt over his elbows and throw it onto the floor. Rebecca leaned in and kissed Larry's neck. It was a soft kiss. She kissed his neck a little farther down. Larry shivered in excitement and his cock throbbed wildly. He couldn't believe he was sitting on Rebecca's couch naked (well except for his white socks; they hadn't come off yet) and this big-titted goddess was as next to naked as you could be. Larry had awaited this moment his entire life. Rebecca slowly kissed her way down Larry's chest. Larry felt like he was going to hyperventilate, his breath came in quick spurts. She stopped at his chest and her tongue flicked at one of his nipples. It quickly grew into a hard little nub. "Ahh," Larry gasped. "Don't you like that?" Rebecca asked. "It felt awesome," Larry said. "Then you just wait," Rebecca promised. Rebecca kissed his stomach. Holy shit she's getting near my cock, Larry thought. Rebecca got off the couch onto her knees in front of Larry. He watched her intently as she made her way between his legs. Rebecca grabbed both of his knees and pushed his legs apart, his throbbing erection was mere inches from her face. Larry was shivering with anticipation. Could this actually happen? Larry thought. I can't believe this, he thought. Rebecca looked up into Larry's eyes to make sure he was still with her. She had no idea if this geek would be able to handle it all and possibly pass out on her. What would I do if that happened? she thought. That would be kinda funny, wouldn't it? A geek with huge erection passed out on my couch – now there's a possibility, she thought. Larry looked on intently; he wasn't going to miss one second of this. Okay, he's with me, Rebecca thought. Rebecca thrust her tits forward as she reached behind her back to undo the clasp. She figured there was no sense in asking Larry to do it – he wouldn't know what to do. Larry was practically drooling as he got a nice up close view of her firm mountains of titflesh. Her bra fell to the floor. Larry was in heaven – at that moment he would've sworn that he heard angels singing. Her tits were perfect. They were capped by nice sized pink nipples that begged to be sucked on. There wasn't a hint of sag in either one of those perfect melons. "Do you like?" Rebecca twisted and pinched her nipples as Larry leered at her, his mouth open. "Oh yeah, I love 'em. They're beautiful." "Then you're going to love this," Rebecca said. Rebecca moistened her lips with her tongue. Larry groaned in approval as her lips wrapped tightly around the tip of Larry's cock and sucked it into her warm eager mouth. Larry's hips bucked and his body shuddered as he felt Rebecca's wet mouth engulf more of his rigid pole. The ear-to-ear grin on Larry's face said it all. Rebecca breathed easily as the tip of Larry's cock nudged the back of her mouth and pushed down her throat. She was an expert with this technique but she needed all the concentration she could muster to get this monster down her gullet. She got about half-way down his shaft when the girth became too much. Why'd such a dweeb get blessed with such a giant cock? she thought. Before she realized what was happening giant globs of saliva were pouring out of mouth and bubbling down Larry's shaft. She could feel tears running out of her eyes and her cheeks burnt with warmth. I almost choked on that bad boy, Rebecca thought. "Are you okay?" Larry asked. "That didn't sound too good." "I guess I'm just a little over eager," she said. Rebecca took the monster shaft in her hand and started jerking on it quickly. Her saliva and his pre-come mixed together coating her hand. She ran her tongue up and down the thick vein under the underside of prick. When her tongue got near the sensitive underside of his tip his cock would throb wildly. Each time that happened Rebecca half-expected him to shoot his load. She wondered how much of a load Larry would even have given all the jerking off he probably did. Rebecca reached up to stroke his balls and found that were pulled tight against his body. This guy's ready to go at any moment, Rebecca thought, I'd better slow down a little.