0 comments/ 39526 views/ 37 favorites Secret Lives of Big-Breasted Nerds By: TLMorgan A typical Friday night had arrived for the eight BBN, otherwise known as the Big-Breasted Nerds. As such, they accumulated at their fellow alumni Bethany's large mansion to get away from the stress of the outside world. The girls entitled themselves the Big-Breasted Nerds on account that it's original and unique, but mainly because they're all nerds with ridiculously huge knockers you just wanted to suck the fuck out of. On a regular weekend sleepover, Bethany and her friends; Nadia, Dana, Madison, Gwen, Casey, Emma, and Joanna watched 1980's teen movies, rocked out to 1990's pop music, read comic books, discussed their celebrity crushes, role-played their favorite sci-fi and fantasy scenes and played video games. As the night carried on, the girls decided to head in another direction and explore some uncharted territory. Wearing their sleeping attire, all eight girls gathered around and formed a circle on the floor. "Alright girls, lets... get... dirty," an overexcited Emma giggled. "Can I confirm that none of us are virgins, correct?" "Yeah," all the girls spoke softly in unison. "And, for most of us, the first time was horrible," Emma followed up. Most of the girls nodded and agreed. "Not for me," exclaimed Dana. "I had one in my pussy and the other up my butt." Emma gave Dana an "Oh My Gosh" glare, than took a puff of her inhaler while the other girls laughed. "That's because you're the skank of the group, Dana," laughed Casey. "I can't help it that I'm officially over fucking sexually active. You girls need to get fucked more," Dana responded. "Speaking of which," chimed in Bethany. "Let's tell our most interesting sexual experience!" The room suddenly got quiet and her seven friends looked to be quite embarrassed, even Dana the tomboy who's usually brazen about her opinions. "Anyone?" she added. The awkward silence continued. "Notice anything different about me?" said a cheerful Emma, as she cracked a wide goofy smile. "Uh, nope," replied Dana in a nonchalant manner. "Your braces are gone!" exclaimed Joanna. "Thought you needed to wear them for another year?" "And I still do. I'm still wearing braces, you guys. You just can't see them because their clear." "Neato!" said Madison. "Ohhh, cool beans! Couldn't even tell your wearing any," said Gwen. "Your mouth looks a lot nicer, Emma. Bet they cost a fortune." "Thank you," Emma bashfully appreciated. "They did. My parents literally spent their life savings and took out another mortgage on our house." "They look very comfortable too," chimed in Nadia. "They are, VERY comfortable," Emma emphasized. "These clear braces are a heck of a lot better than those metal ones I used to wear. No more hearing the name Metal Mouth for me!" "Girls, girls! Can we get back to the subject?" Bethany asked. "And they look great Emma." Emma blushed with glee. "Alright... Guess I will go first," Gwen spoke. "In fact, I'm sure you guys already heard the story... Just not ALL the details. So, like, 3 weeks ago..." *** The Salesgirl- Gwen's Story Gwen rung the doorbell to 678 Miller Lane Ave. The address was familiar as it belonged to the Fletchers, Steve and his wife Linda. They lived right across the street from Gwen and she'd known them for a few years. She stood outside their door patiently holding a briefcase while sporting her rather colorful sense of fashion. A long yellow and black checkered flannel shirt with the sleeves rolled up to show off her purple arm warmers, a multi-color scarf around her neck, hot pink leggings, and cowboy boots. Those who knew Gwen considered her a bit Emo. If her peculiar fashion style didn't catch your attention, her enormous pair of jostling E cup melons would. "Hello, Mr. Fletcher! Is your wife home?" Gwen asked with a generous smile. "I'm afraid not kiddo. She's at work and won't be home until late," Steve replied, as he stood in the doorway wearing a snug black t-shirt that showed off his lean, muscular torso and blue jeans. Gwen, like many woman young and old in the neighborhood, had a huge crush on Steve Fletcher. The man was a dreamboat. He stood 6'0 tall with ruggedly good looks and a sculpted torso with lean muscles for being a 42 year old man. Steve had olive green eyes, a causal short black haircut, and rocked a 5'o'clock shadow. Steve had no job as his wife made quite a lot of money for the both of them. His rugged good looks obviously had Linda mesmerized, as many girls before her also had allowed Steve to mooch off their fortune. Gwen would be no different if she had wealth. There was, however, one thing Gwen didn't like about Steve and that was him treating and speaking to her like she was a kid and not a grown 24 year old woman. "That's quite unfortunate. I was really hoping she could take a look at some fragrance items I'm selling and perhaps buy a few," Gwen sadly explained. "Well, you could always show me and if you're convincing, I'll buy from you kiddo," Steve suggested and smiled his gorgeous smile at Gwen who shrugged. "By the way, how's your folks?" "They're doing fine," Gwen replied smiling, as she followed Steve into his nicely clean and organized living room. She kept her eyes directly on his nice firm butt. Once inside the living room, Gwen set up shop on his living room table and opened the suitcase that displayed a variety of fragrances. "Alright young lady, dazzle me," Steve taunted with a charming grin. His teeth were straight and perfectly whitened to the point where they damn near sparkled. Gwen was slightly mesmerized for a couple of seconds before starting to pitch him her perfume display. Gwen was barely five minutes into her sales presentation and noticed how Steve's attention seemed to be on her, mainly her very large and well-rounded perky breasts jutting high from her chest. Gwen was a mere 5'5 with a slender frame that made her tits look twice as huge and they amazingly resisted gravity. She had wide, curvy hips and a skinny little ass. She was reasonably cute with milky skin, crystal clear blue eyes and freckles across the bridge of her nose. Her straight, dyed colored candy apple red hair with white stripes on the sides fell slightly past her shoulders and was cut into bangs over her forehead. Needless to say, Gwen had a vivid style. "Say, dab some of that Sexy and Spice perfume on and let me take a whiff. I'm sure my wife would love some of that," Steve suggested. "Sure," Gwen agreed. She sprayed a little bit of the perfume on her wrist and walked over to Steve. "I was thinking more like around your neck, that way I can get a better sense of the smell," he explained. Without hesitation, Gwen sprayed a little on her neck and leaned over towards Steve. His face was inches away from her bare pale skin as he inhaled the beautifully scented perfume. She felt his hot breath breathing heavily down her neck sending chills through her body. Before Gwen could move, Steve placed a soft, sensual and seductive kiss on her neck, and then quickly followed with another and another. Steve paused to take a breath and she felt his breath tickle down her neck. Gwen giggled and pushed Steve back against the couch. "Thought I was just a little kid?" she questioned. "Oh Gwen. You've far from little, my dear. I've been watching you grow for a while now into a bosom queen. I've been biding my time to get a chance with you," Steve said. "You have?" "Oh yes, for months. Every time I have sex with my flat-chested bitch of a wife, I picture having sex with you instead and watching those great, big grown-up breasts bounce up and down while you're riding my cock. I've been giving her the best sex she ever had when it should be you I'm giving it to," Steve confessed. Gwen felt her cheeks flush as she was speechless and flattered that someone as good looking as Steve Fletcher would want her that badly. She'd had quite a few relationships during her high school years and one serious one after she graduated. Unlike the boyfriends before him, he wasn't a fan of big breasts. After they broke up, she had a couple of fumbling and forgettable encounters with clueless and quick-to-cum boys. Steve Fletcher was all man. She had a crush on him the first time she laid eyes on him but knew she couldn't have him. Gwen heard rumors that Steve possessed a tremendously large cock and dreamt frequently about him fucking her vigorously with it. It seemed those dreams were about to become reality. "I know you want this as much as I do. It's written all over your cute freckly face," Steve teased, as he leaned forward, reached up and begun unbuttoning Gwen's flannel shirt. Gwen stood still and watched as Steve got down to the last button and flung her shirt open to reveal a black tank top stretched across her massive bust while hanging loose over her skinny waist. His eyes soaked in with sheer delight the extreme largeness of her jutting breasts beneath the top. He then turned his attention towards her face as he began pulling down her hot pink leggings to reveal her thin, white cotton panties. "I love the sweet aroma of a young, tight pussy. Have a seat while I finish undressing you." Gwen sat down on the couch while Steve kneeled down in front of her. He took off both of her cowboy boots and finished removing her leggings leaving Gwen only in her black tank top, bra, arm warmers, cotton panties, and bright-blue ankle socks. "Ever had a man taste your delicious pussy before?" a deeply aroused Steve asked. "No," she softly responded. "Good, then I can be your first. I've brought many women in the neighborhood to their knees with my skilled tongue," he gloated. He grabbed the hem of her panties and pulled them down and off her body. He groaned getting an eyeful of her dark brown pubic mound. Gwen inhaled nervously as Steve parted her pale legs to opposite ends of his couch. She couldn't see over her massive chest but felt Steve's hot breath up against her bare hairy mound. She gasped as she felt his tongue working on her outer pussy lips. He wildly ran his tongue up and down her creamy pussy lips before spreading them and inserting his tongue into her hole. Gwen moaned favorably at Steve's amazing tongue skills. She felt his lips latch onto her sensitive clitoris. Steve's tongue flickered over it using the tip of his tongue to tickle her clitoris. He began sucking on it, pulling on it with his lips while alternating with licks from his tongue. The exotic yet sensual feeling send Gwen squirming and moaning uncontrollably. Her enormous, bulbous tits jostled back and forth under her tank top and bra. "Oh my god, Oh my god," Gwen managed to mutter out between moans. Steve was face deep in her sweet, tight cunt, devouring any part that came in contact with his mouth and tongue. Her clitoris endured most of his appetizing assault. He repositioned her legs over his shoulders and held onto them as he continued to feverishly lick and suck on her dark damped bush, making it slick and hot. He moaned deep in her wet cunt and the vibration of his voice intensified the feeling inside her. "Wooof!!" Gwen grunted, toes curling and hands clutching tight on Steve's head as he eats her out. "Woooooof!!" Gwen relinquished her hands from his head and peeled her tank top off. Her massive, soft breasts spilled heavily out from the bottom and top of her huge beige-colored thin bra. Her nipples were rock-hard and shamelessly poked through her bra. Steve glanced up at the barrage of mountainous tit flesh that poured out from all parts of her bra and the twin heaving peaks clearly blocked his view of her face. He deeply growled in anticipation of seeing her massive boobs unleashed as his talented tongue continued ravaging her most intimate private part. On instinct, Gwen thrusts her hips up to meet Steve's mouth. Her swollen clitoris became engulfed in his mouth and she cried out loudly ready to succumb to an intolerable pleasure she never felt before. She reached up and unclasped her large brassiere which caused her swollen milk bags to tumble out from their confining cups. They were enormous, milky-white conical-shaped teardrops with pink, palm-sized bumpy areolas and thick, inch-long nipples as hard as diamonds in the center begging to be sucked. Despite their tremendous size and heaviness, her tits showed no hint of sag and sat beautifully upon her chest. Steve's eyes sunk in the dick-hardening and astonishing sight of Gwen's gravity-defying heavy spheres and two obscenely large, stiff nipples. He intensified the assault on her pussy, sucking and licking harder and reached up to get his hands filled with her spongy, fat breasts. He growled and Gwen gasped as his hands started kneading her huge soft knockers like dough. He tugged and twisted each stiff nipple between his fingers while at the same time, he manipulated her clitoris with the flicker and licks of his moving tongue. The simultaneous oral play to her hot pussy and groping of her large breasts sent Gwen over the edge, amplifying an already unbearable and imaginable feat of pleasure. "OOHH GOD YESSS!" she moaned, feeling a monster of an orgasm rapidly approaching. But before Gwen could reach her apex, Steve lifted his head from her hot cunt for the first time since going down on her. "Oh god, Steve! What the fuck!? Why did you stop? I was so close to cumming." Her horniness began to multiply at a speedy rate. She felt her giant breasts throbbing with lust as they rolled lusciously on her chest. Her thick nipples jutted a good inch and a half and were hard enough to cut through glass. Her pussy was drenched wet, twitching and smoldering hot and in desperate need to cum. "I know my darling, but I don't want you cumming until I've fucked you so good, you won't be able to walk straight for a few days. Then you'll be able to compare stories with Miss Lockhart down the street and Mrs. Clinton one door down from you. You might want to ask Mrs. Rodriguez the next time you enter her store why she had to use a walking cane for a few days," Steve rejoiced. When he stood up, Gwen's eyes were fixed to the front of his jeans. She noticed something rather large jerking around towards his mid-thigh. She sat up and quickly unfastened his jeans, then pulled them down along with his boxer briefs in one swoop. His hung cock, hard and ready, nailed Gwen in the face with a swift smack. "Holy SHIT!" Gwen overwhelmingly expressed, revealing the biggest, fucking, vein-throbbing cock she'd ever seen, or could ever have imagined obtruding from his body. She'd fantasized about his cock due to the rumors, but never imagined it was so huge. It was long, thick, rock-hard and throbbing dark pink. The head was big and swollen and his balls were fat, full, and hung-low. He was hairless down below which made his cock appear even bigger. "It's been a while since my cock has been this hard and excited to fuck a young, fresh pussy," Steve said. "But I think it's in need of a lube job and your supple mouth looks like it could do the trick. Ever sucked on a cock before?" Gwen snapped out of her long gaze on his massively erected tool. "Um, yes, of course, just none as big as yours." Steve flashed his irresistible smile and chuckled. "Silly Gwen. Those weren't cocks. Those were dicks. Little boys have dicks. What you see before you my dear, is a cock. Real men have cocks and you're about to get your first taste of a real cock." Gwen seized his pulsing cock with one hand and pumped it firmly up and down. It was definitely a two handed job, so she wrapped her other hand around his cock and pumped with both. Instinctively, she wrapped her lips around the fat head of his cock and sucked. She kept her hands sliding up and down his hard shaft as she tongued and sucked on the full, round head of his dark pink cock. Gwen looked up at Steve to see his head had shot back and she heard him groaning. She was thrilled with his contentment and increased her sucking and pumping motions. She tried moving her mouth further down his cock but her little mouth couldn't fit much of its thickness. "God, Steve," she spoke softly after relinquishing his cock from her mouth. "Your cock is so fucking big and juicy and so beautiful. I want you to fuck me with it. Fuck me hard." Insane with lust, Gwen grabbed his huge hard cock and slowly inserted it between her foaming pussy lips as Steve got situated between her supple thighs. It felt even bigger than before as she guided half of it inside. "Push it in!" she moaned. "Push that big fucking- UUUNNNGH!!" Before Gwen was able to finish, she felt Steve slowly forced his massive cock deep inside her. It was too big to move quick and Gwen felt her pussy expanding to fit around his enormous, thick tool. "Oh yeah, baby! So tight. Hmmmm, so deliciously tight," Steve moaned, as he held her legs up from behind her knees. He slowly began thrusting his cock inside her tight pussy. Her extreme wetness made it easy for him to increase the tempo of his thrusting and force more of his cock deep inside her. Gwen gasped and felt her pussy and clitoris burst into flames. All the few boyfriends Gwen had could never bring her to the intensified heights that Steve brought her to, and her quickies could never register on any sexual level. Steve began thrusting like an overzealous beast. He released her legs and braced his sweat-glistening body over hers. His stomach pushed against hers as he slammed his massive cock in and out of her pussy. He marveled at the sight of her huge conical breasts pitching and rolling across her chest. He dipped his head down and took one of Gwen's fat taut nipples into his mouth and sucked hard. He pressed his lips hard against the bumpy texture of her areola while his tongue assaulted the captured nipple inside his mouth. He reached up to squeeze both flailing breasts and continued to plunge his rock-hard cock in and out of her. Steve switched to her other nipple and gave it the same oral treatment. Both of her nipples had grown between his lips to the size of thimbles. "Oh, suck my titties, Steve! Suck my fucking big titties!" Gwen moaned, as she wrapped her arms around his head and smothered him in her gorge of soft tit mounds. Steve went on a sucking splurge over every smooth, creamy, and sweaty inch of her enormous milky-white jugs. He mercilessly sucked on her nipples and flushed areolas as her exceedingly swollen tits sloshed and shuddered profoundly atop of her chest from his hard, intense pounding. His big heavy balls slapped shamelessly against her ass, as he drove his entire thrusting tool deep inside her. "Oh, I'm cumming, oh, I'm cumming!" Gwen squealed, as she felt her insides melting and getting tighter and wetter around his enormous cock and approached the pinnacle of her orgasm. "OH, OH, OH!!" Steve ravenously thrust his massive organ inside this big-tittied Emo he had known for a few years. He'd watched as she grew into her own, unique person and blossomed such overly large breasts in the process. Steve grunted as he felt his huge cock expand even bigger and began to convulse inside her pool of wetness. "Here it comes, you big titty, no fashion sense having nerd! A massive helping of my jism," Steve lustfully exclaimed. Gwen squeezed her obscenely bouncing huge boobs, as she felt her dreamboat neighbor unload massive doses of his hot cum inside her. The warm and rich feeling finally made her body surrender to pleasure. "I'M CUMMMMMING!" Gwen shouted at the top of her lungs. Her 5'5, 126 lb huge-breasted frame shuddered in helpless ecstasy as she came so hard that she nearly passed out. Steve continued thrusting in her hairy mound until her orgasm subsided. He looked down at the heavy panting 24 year old and marveled lustfully at her big heaving tits and rock-hard swollen nipples. "I'm game for a few more rounds. How about you, my big bosom nerd?" Secret Lives of Big-Breasted Nerds "STEVEN ANTHONY FLETCHER! WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS!" The loud shouting of his name and profanity prompted both Steve and Gwen to look towards the living room entrance and thankfully, there stood his infuriated wife, Linda. "Oh, Linda baby, what are you doing home so early?" Steve shamefully tried to explain, as he quickly pulled his huge, flaccid cock out of Gwen's pussy and fumbled to pull his pants up. A loud and heated argument got into full swing between the spouses with several fragile items smashing into pieces. The fight gave Gwen the opening she needed to pick up her funky clothes and sneak out unnoticed... *** "Say, WHAT!" exclaimed a stunned Dana. "You had sex with the infamous Steve Fletcher?" chimed in a shocked Emma, as she took a puff of her inhaler. "How exhilarating!" said Nadia. "I would give my left nut, if I had any balls, to fuck that gorgeous man," said Dana. "Is his cock really as big as rumors say?" an intrigued Madison asked. "Did it hurt, like when a bumble bee stings you?" Joanna asked. "He tried hitting on my mother and me once at the mall," said Bethany. "He passed us up for some hotter looking babes that walked by. Which was totally fine by me. I want my guy to sweep me off my feet and not just my panties from around my feet. He's such a grotesque pig and womanizer." "Yeah, but a hot and dreamy womanizer," elaborated Casey. "Wish he'd approached me. Perhaps it's not too late to get me some of that!" "Sorry Casey, but last I heard he and Mrs. Rodriguez from the corner store made a run north of the border together," explained Gwen. "Her husband found out about their affair and he's loco." "What I quite don't understand is, how did his wife know when to show up when she did?" asked Nadia. "I came up with the brilliant plan of texting his wife before going into the house. I didn't know exactly when she would arrive which meant I could had been fucking the man all night but it worked out," Gwen explained. "So you wanted to get caught in the act? How come?" Emma asked. "I thought you had a thing for him?" "Yeah," Joanna jumped in. "So he's allowed to go around town fucking women while he has a wife and I'm not allow to turn the tables on him and expose him for being a cheater?" Gwen said offensively. "Gees, sorry. Don't bite my head off," said Emma, followed by taking a hit of her inhaler. "Sorry Emma, but it's like this. I couldn't believe I was living my fantasy of fucking Steve Fletcher. It was great. The best sex I ever had but I was a bit worried that he'd get obsessed and harass me though, since it was clear he had a lot of women around town he'd fucked. He enjoyed the company of some more than others and he even expressed how he waited to finally put his cock in me. I guess I just wanted to indulge in my own fantasy before turning his into a nightmare." "Good enough reason for me," said Dana. All the girls burst into laughter. "Guess I'll go next," Madison insisted. "I guess I never really told you guys the real reason Sylvester and I broke up... Remember my trip to New York to be involved in that Broadway show a couple of months ago?" *** Broadway Girl- Madison's story "Places everyone, places. Time for rehearsals," shouted the Broadway play director. "I want Gordon and Kelly to the stage. We'll have the two main stars of the show read a few lines and then, perform the epic kiss scene." A few seconds had passed and neither actors appeared on stage. "Gordon and Kelly?" repeated the director. "Now where the heck are they??" Gordon James stood behind the curtains, trembling nervously and fumbling his lines as he repeated them to himself. This was the first major Broadway show for the 25 year old, 5'10 baby blue-eyed, sandy brown haired drama major. "I believe he's calling for you," Madison informed the nervous young stage actor. "Oh yeah, right. Thank you," he replied in a soft, spoken tone and smiled. Gordon exited from behind the curtain and onto the stage leaving Madison floating on cloud 9. The two of them had interacted a few brief times since Madison's arrival in New York City a couple of weeks ago. Her high school art teacher thought it would be a wonderful experience for Madison to head to New York and put her excellent painting skills to work for one of New York City's biggest Broadway plays, Beauty and the Beast. Her art teacher had some connections and arranged for Madison to be part of the stage crew. The director was impressed by Madison's knowledge for Broadway shows and her love for Disney movie cartoons that he appointed her to be an understudy if anything were to happen to the leading actress of the play. Although Madison was 18 years old, her mother insisted on accompanying her to the Big Apple. Gordon was the first friendly face to welcome her to the team. She found Gordon to be one of the nicest guys she ever met who didn't judge and tease her about her appearance. She had a boyfriend back home but he was a bit ashamed to be seen with her in public and they had been dating for 2 years. "Forget it, girly. He's way out of your league," harshly spoke another female stage crew member. "That's why he'll be locking lips with Kelly Sinclair, one of the prettiest Broadway actresses in New York City. Beautiful people like them two, end up together. No room for a trailer park, frumpy looking girl like yourself." Though harsh, Madison agreed with the truth her co-worker spoke, and it was exactly what Madison needed to hear to come down off her cloud. Madison wouldn't be considered pretty or cute. Just a Plain Jane with pasty skin, an oval-shaped face and a big forehead but, she had an extraordinary pair of mammoth G cups breasts. She always kept them covered up wearing frumpy clothing like overalls and men's size bulky flannel shirts and jackets that made her appear to be fat. Madison was relatively thin and her 5'5 statue made her bowling ball sized boobs look triple their size. She had grey eyes masked behind a pair of dark-rimmed granny glasses and lifeless, stringy dark brown hair that barely reached shoulder-length. "Well, she's right. Pretty girls like Kelly Sinclair always get the hot guys. I should be grateful that I even have a boyfriend," Madison thought to herself and headed back to painting one of the background murals for the Broadway show. She loved painting and was extremely skilled at it, but like everyone else, she had hopes and dreams beyond painting. Her one aspiration was to move from doing behind the scenes work for Broadway plays to being in one. "Okay, Gordon is on set! Now where the heck is the leading actress?" the director questioned. One of the stage managers walked up to him and whispered something in his ear. "WHAT! She's in London auditioning for another play!" the director angrily shouted. "Why didn't someone tell me this?" "You know Kelly sir, she believes she's above everyone else just because of her looks. From what I was told, she only chose to do this play if London wasn't interested in her. Guess they decided at the last minute to include her in their play after all. She got the call from London this morning and was in a bit of a hurry to make it to the airport to catch a straight flight," said a stage crew member. "That's fucking great! That's fucking terrific! That's fucking fantastic! Where am I going to find another leading lady in just short notice? We go on in exactly 4 days... We're so fucking screwed." "Doesn't Kelly have an understudy or a stand-in if something were to happen?" Gordon chimed in. "Yeah, Madison, but the play is about Beauty and the Beast and well, take a good look at Madison. She doesn't exactly fit the profile of being a Bella," harshly stated the play director. "I was hoping that I wouldn't have to use Madison. I must had been drunk at the time I named her the understudy." "I understand that sir, but Madison seems to know more about the play than Kelly ever did. Kelly's hot but she's clueless about the true art of performance. She doesn't have the same passion for this show like Madison. I believe she'll be perfect for the role. Like you elaborated moments ago, we only have 4 days until the opening and I do feel quite comfortable around her." The director gave it some thought. "Alright. Can we get Madison on the stage please!" he called out. One of the stage managers informed Madison of the big news. "I am? Really?" she responded and blushed with glee. This was her big moment. The moment she had been dreaming for since she was little. Madison happily skipped her way onto the stage with a reasonably cute, nerdy smile. The rehearsals lasted for several hours and well into the night. Things went smoothly until it was time for the kissing scenes. Madison froze up whenever the director called for a kiss for that particular scene. She cared dearly about her boyfriend and even thought professional kissing would be cheating on him. "Okay everyone, that's a wrap. Things started off bad today but we finished strong. Go home and get some sleep. We start up again bright and early tomorrow," the director praised his actors and staff members before sending them home. "And I want you two to practice the kissing scenes on your free time." "Of course, sir," agreed Gordon. Madison stood there blushing. As Madison headed towards the bus station to wait for her bus to take her back to her hotel, Gordon walked up to her. "Say, Miranda." "It's Madison." "Oh, sorry. Listen, the director is right. The kissing scenes are very crucial for the play. We need to practice kissing so it'll feel natural and not forced. Care to come over to my place right now, if you don't have any other plans and aren't too tired?" Gordon asked. Madison's heartbeat accelerated knowing that if she accepted his invitation, she would be spending time with him, in his apartment, alone. Then add on the fact that the two would be kissing for professional reasons only, turned her face flushed. The thought of her boyfriend crept up in her mind but Madison knew an opportunity to be in a huge Broadway play like this would never pop up again. "Yeah, sure! I have to go back to my hotel first to check on my mother," she agreed tickled and enthralled by his baby blues. "Great. My apartment is just around the corner. Once you get there, pushed the button on the wall next to my apartment number and I'll buzz you in. Here's the address." He wrote the address down on the back of the play's screenplay manual. "Hope to see you in a little bit." He smiled and walked off. Madison arrived back at her hotel. She found her mother fast asleep on her side of the room. Madison took a quick shower and changed into some comfortable sweats. As she was putting on her only G cup sized brassiere, she heard the snap break! "Shit!" Madison angrily swore. "This isn't good." She didn't have a spare bra considering a size G was expansive to buy, that's why she only had one. Unfortunately, her mother wasn't blessed with huge boobs. Her only option was to go commando and let her monster boobs hang free under her sweatshirt. She threw on an extra large t-shirt beneath the sweatshirt and a baggy jacket over that as precautions. The bus ride to Gordon's apartment building was a bit embarrassing. Every bump in the road the bus hit sent her giant tits bouncing and flopping beneath her tops. Thankfully, she decided to wear the baggy jacket so her humongous boobs wouldn't cause a scene. Once she arrived at his apartment building, Gordon buzzed her up and she took a freight elevator to his apartment. "Welcome," Gordon greeted her at the entrance way. Madison exited the freight elevator and was blown away with the size and lavish style of his place. "Before we get started, how about a glass of wine to lighten the mood just a little bit?" "Sure," she replied. Madison wasn't much of a drinker but thought a little wine wouldn't hurt and might help ease her nerves about kissing a pretty boy like Gordon. The two sat down on his long, leather cushion sofa and Gordon handed her a glass of wine already poured. She took a couple of sips and the two began going over their scenes. It was kind of warm in his apartment so Madison took off her jacket and was quite aware of the fact that without any support, her giant, soft hanging tits would jostle about effortlessly with any of her movements. It wasn't long before their first kissing scene arrived and Madison took another couple of sips of her wine to ease into it. The kiss was brief and it was enough to tingle her senses in a good way. She suddenly became aware that her nipples had grown hard and wondered if Gordon noticed them pushing through her tops. "See. That wasn't so bad," said Gordon. "Of course, there are a couple of longer kisses in the play that we must practice as well." As the minutes and hours passed, Madison and Gordon neared the end of all their lines and had emptied two bottles of wine. Madison was quite tipsy, a feeling she had never experience before. "Ready for the final kiss?" Gordon announced. "Remember, this is the longest kiss in the play since it's in the final scene. Madison's eyes were glassy, but she was still somewhat coherent as she smiled and nodded. Gordon moved in and planted a steamy passionate kiss on her lips. The normal time for the final kiss was 30 seconds but Gordon's kiss exceeded the limit. He even slipped his tongue into Madison's mouth which she graciously accepted and slipped her own tongue into his mouth. Her arms were wrapped around his neck as the steamy hot kiss continued and his hands made their way up the front of her sweatshirt. She groaned in his mouth a seal of approval of his hands kneading and pawing her gigantic braless knockers from over her sweatshirt. After a few minutes of making out and groping, Gordon broke the long hot kiss and began lifting up both of Madison's tops. Her monster pale tits trembled down and bounced around, as Gordon discharged both tops to the floor. They slightly sagged down in front of her, heavy and bulbous with dark pink pepperoni-sized areolas and little, rock-hard nipples. Her tits looked ridiculously disproportionate on her skinny frame, dwarfing the space between her chest and bellybutton. "My, my, my!" said a flabbergasted Gordon. "Such stupidly massive nerdy breasts! I knew all this time you couldn't be fat underneath all those disgusting clothing." Madison's response was just a dorky smirk as Gordon cupped both profoundly heavy, fat boobs in each of his hands. He grunted and marveled at the fact that one tit was far too big to be handled by a mere palm as he hefted them. "I have to fuck these humongous melons. Press them together." Madison pushed her giant teen boobs together between her forearms, creating a bottomless gorge of cleavage, as Gordon quickly removed his shoes, jeans, and boxers. His dick sprung out, already at its hardened peak. It was about average size but thick, throbbing a deep pink with a large mushroom head and fat hanging balls. "My dick is dry. You're going to need to wet it a little so I can easily slide it up and down between your dumb titty melons," Gordon suggested. He pushed forward and his dick entered between Madison's blushed pink lips. She kept her monster mammaries pressed between her forearms, as Gordon thrust his hard dick in and out of her mouth. He held the back of her head as he thrust, bumping his thighs into her breasts. Saliva spilled from Madison's mouth naively and dribbled down into her canyon of pillowy cleavage. Madison had only given head to her boyfriend, who was miles away and very much unaware of what was happening. Gordon loudly groaned as he seesawed his throbbing dick fast between her soft lips. Occasionally, he pushed his tool up against her cheeks making them puff out. He pushed his dick further down her throat until her face was pressed up against his shirt and his hanging balls rested below her cleft chin. The young 18 year old was repeatedly forced to deep-throat him, resulting in her gag reflex kicking in. Gordon pulled out fast before choking the young teen. "Sorry about that. Got a little carried away," he apologized. "Just never had the pleasure of sticking my penis between really huge titties before." Madison cracked a dorky smile with drool all down her mouth and chin as Gordon bent his knees and thrust his hard, slippery cock between her mountainous pleasure globes. The entire length of his staff disappeared into the warmth of her cleavage. "Ohhhh, FUCK ME!" Madison kept her giant, juicy funbags pressed firmly together, as Gordon drilled his hard, hot cock between them. The soft and plenteous flesh swallowed his whole manhood with each thrust. She loved the feeling of his raw pulsing dick sliding warmly in her cleavage and his balls and thighs slamming against her enormous tit-flesh. The wet sounds of Gordon's dick fucking Madison's mammoth titties echoed throughout his apartment. The sweat they generated from the tit-fucking made it easy for his thick tool to slide in and out of her cleavage. Pre-cum leaked from the head of his swollen dick and made her spacious cleavage even more slick. Her G cups shook and bounced up to her cleft chin with each thrust and Madison felt a tremendous burning sensation between her legs. "Oh GOD, Gordon! I need you now," Madison hissed. "I need your dick inside me." She relinquished the smothering hold she had on Gordon's hard cock and stood up. She pulled off her shoes, sweatpants, and Hello Kitty pink and white striped panties, all while her fleshy bowling balls shifted and swayed. Her pussy was clean shaved, with a landing strip of pubic hairs nicely trimmed just right above her clit. Gordon finished undressing too until he was completely naked and laid upon his nice, fresh, clean carpet with his throbbing erection pointing towards the ceiling. Madison didn't need an invite and climbed on top of his cock. She slowly slid her hot, slick pussy down onto his member and Gordon watched her monster tits as they moved from side to side, dangling scrumptiously from her chest. Madison placed both of her slim legs on the outside of his and started bouncing on his dick. Gordon placed his hands on her hips and held her as she bounced. He felt her warm, tight young pussy squeezing round his dick and coating it in her wetness. He watched her enormous, heavy melons lurching all over the place from her chest in an astounding display as she increased her bouncing. "Oh, that's it Mindy! Bounce on my cock... Oh yeah baby! Ride daddy's dick," Gordon grunted out the wrong name while egging her on, but Madison was too lost in her own pleasure to care. She loved the thrill of bouncing up and down on his thick member. Gordon's dick was only the second she ever had in her pussy. His dick, at its hardest was a good 7 to 8 inches and really thick while her boyfriend's dick was 5 inches at its hardest and skinny. Any thought about her boyfriend vanished once she sat herself on Gordon's cock. Madison bounced on his dick for a few more minutes, then crashed her sweaty body against his. Gordon groaned feeling the full weight of her cumbersome, massive tits slam and cushion against his chest and her tiny, hard buds piercing his mid-section. He took over the fucking and started thrusting his meat up into her moist tunnel, his fat balls slamming repeatedly against her flat ass with each thrust. He heard Madison whimpering and moaning with lust and felt her bounteous knockers sloshing between their bodies as he fucked her. Gordon continued feverishly drilling his cock up the teen's young cunt for a few minutes. Her pussy was super hot and slick as it squeezed his dick harder and harder signaling she was nearing a monstrous orgasm. He wasn't quite ready for her to cum yet. "Oh man, your pussy feels great! I want to fuck you from behind. Lean over my glass table so I can give you a good hard pounding," Gordon instructed. Secret Lives of Big-Breasted Nerds Madison got up off his cock to her extreme displeasure and leaned over his glass coffee table resting her enormous sweaty boobs on the surface and waited for Gordon to relieve her of the burning desire in her pussy. With his thick cock already slick with her wetness, he kneeled behind her and plunged it back in and started plumping frantically. He pulled Madison's head back by her stringy hair and rammed her drenched cunt with his dick, hard and fast. Her gigantic breasts flipped and flopped forwards and backwards over his glass coffee table. "Oh shit! Look at your big, stupid titties! Flopping all over my expensive glass coffee table," he grunted. "Who knew a nerd girl like you could have such huge fucking tits?!" He released her stringy hair and reached below to seize and squeeze her fast moving teen tits. "The only reason I wanted to do this play was because Kelly has big boobs but that bitch's tits are fake. Clearly yours are all natural!" He bounced and flopped Madison's massive fun bags around on his glass coffee table, then tugged and pinched her hard nipples as his cock furiously plunged in and out of her pussy. The stimulation to all her sensitive spots was more than Madison could bear. She let out a banshee of a scream as her snatch clamped down urgently on Gordon's dick and her orgasm swept through her entire body. Gordon kept his hands full of her enormous flopping jugs as he pumped desperately while she came hard all over his dick. "I'm gonna cum!" he cried out. Gordon removed his hands off her tits and pulled his cock from her soaked pussy. He stayed behind Madison with his knees bent as his cock exploded, shooting thick ropes of his white cum all over her boney backside. His sticky jism continued to spew until he felt like all the liquid from his body was drained and laid to waste on her back and ass. The intense fucking was over and Gordon collapsed backwards onto his sofa exhausted while Madison collapsed on the carpet. She tried not to think about the fact that she just cheated on the one boyfriend she ever had. "I should probably be going now," said a somber Madison, as she got up and gathered her clothes and shoes. "Don't forget we have rehearsal in a few hours, Melody," Gordon informed before dozing off to sleep. Madison was fully clothed with the exception of her shoes. She carried them onto the freight elevator with her along with a bunch of mixed emotions. "It's Madison, you fucking dickhead..." *** "Wow.. I never would have pictured you as the cheating type," stated Bethany. "But it's not like Sylvester treated you like an actual girlfriend. He didn't want to be seen with you in public. That type of man doesn't deserve your affection and neither did that clown Gordon." "Yeah, I know," Madison replied. "Gordon and I were a one time thing. It was fun, even if he didn't remember my name most of the time." "So did you end up quitting the play?" Nadia asked. "Yes and no. Kelly returned and so once again she became the leading actress. I ended up back painting the rest of the murals, which I was perfectly fine with. I'm not quite ready to be a Broadway performer," Madison explained. "I wanna go next!" Joanna and Casey said in unison. "Well this should be interesting," commented Gwen. "I said it first!" Joanna and Casey spoke in unison. "Well girls, we seem to have a little problem on who's going next and you know how we solve problems," chimed in Bethany. Casey and Joanna gave one another nasty, mean looks as they stepped into the center of the circle and stood face to face. "ROCK, PAPER, SCISSORS!" both girls shouted at the same time, as they both chose paper. Joanna and Casey went at it for 2 minutes which seemed like an eternity to the others. "Man," sighed Dana. "It's nice seeing other chick's giant knockers jiggle and bounce around for a change. It's like looking at your own reflection in the mirror." "ROCK, PAPER, SCISSORS!" Casey and Joanna shouted one last time with Hailey choosing rock and Joanna selecting paper. "Looks like we have a winner. Joanna, you're up next," said Bethany. "Gosh dang it," a disappointed Casey groaned. "You'll get your turn," ensured Joanna. "Besides, I think the others and you most of all might want to hear my story on how I came face to face with one of the rarest Spiderman comic books of all time!" "What? Really? Now I'm very intrigued," Casey responded. "Yeah, me too!!" said Emma. "Okay, so last summer at my job at the Comic Book Store..."