10 comments/ 29433 views/ 13 favorites The Next Summer By: DDDDave Authors Note: This time I'm posting the whole thing. No chapters, no teasers. Just the whole thing in one go. It's a long story but I might as well get it all out there. I take a little pride in trying to use words that are not often seen in stories of this sort. In the past I've used 'Brobdingnagian'. The word for this story is 'Pulchritudinous'. Go get your dictionary. LOL! As always I enjoy your feedback. Fawning admiration is particularly enjoyed. Kidding. But do let me know what your reactions are. It's not like I get money for doing these little gems! By DDDDave "Big Tits, Big Dicks and Fantasy Fucking" ( o ) ( o ) ( o ) ( o ) ( o ) ( o ) ( o ) ( o ) ( o ) ( o ) ( o ) ( o ) ( o ) ( o ) Monday Afternoon. "Thanks for helping with the, uh, pipes, Mr. Shagsme!" purred Mrs. Brown to the janitor as she let him out of her apartment. "Oh, my pleasure, Mrs. Brown," he replied as he tucked his shirttail into his pants. "Call me any time at all." "Oh, thanks. I will." She smiled as he walked away. "I will." Mrs. Brown was no longer the prudish, anxiety ridden late thirty year old woman that she had been just months before. When her only son, Dickie, had left home to attend college in California she had gone thru a lot of changes. Today she was wearing a tight mini-skirt with a blouse tied off just below her boobs. It was unclear if she was wearing a bra. Her well toned stomach was on view. As was her fetching cleavage, visible thru the gaps between the buttons of her shirt. She turned as she heard footsteps in the hallway. It was her son, Dickie and her across the hall neighbor, Dirk Enbiggen. Dickie had come back from his first year of college just the week before and had spent the afternoon with the brother of his high school sweetheart, Kandi. Kandi was due back from her prestigious East Coast college the next day. "Did you guys have a good time?" she asked. Both guys were sweaty from the high intensity Frisbee football they had played. "Yeah, it was great," Dirk said. "But I'm sweating my ass off!" Stripping off his sweat soaked shirt Dirk revealed his well muscled abdomen and chiseled chest. "Ohhhh," Mrs. Brown sighed at the sight. "Say, um, Dirk, could you help me move some furniture? It's too much for me to do by myself." Her eyes lingered on his torso as she spoke. "I can help, Mom," offered Dickie. He was having a hard time not staring at his mom. She looked and acted so differently than when he had left for school almost a year ago. When he had come home for the holidays he had found that his mom had drastically changed. Tight skirts and tops over push up bras that displayed her cleavage had replaced her usual conservative clothes. He had been a little uncomfortable with the "new" Mrs. Brown. And her general attitude had been so different. She smiled. A lot. She seemed happy. It had been very unusual. And now was even more different. For one thing, Dickie was pretty sure that his Mom had had enlargement surgery on her bosom. (Dickie couldn't bring himself to think 'tits' or 'boobs' about his Mom.) She was considerably larger in the chest than when he had been here for Christmas. And she hardly ever wore bras. Like now. She was all but falling out of her top! Before he left for college she had been a saggy C-cup. No longer. Now she was rocking a lavish G-cup chest! "Oh, no, dear. You spend some time with your little friends. I saw your friend Pam go into Dirk's place a while ago. Take some time to say hello while Dirk gives me what I need." She had cozied up to Dirk. She pressed against him as she stroked his bicep with both hands. Her breasts mashed against his torso. "I mean helps move me. The furniture, moves the furniture. It shouldn't take more than 45 minutes or an hour. "Now run along dear, run along. And you, young man," her attention shifted to Dirk, "you just come... along with me." She slipped her arm around his waist and guided him back into her apartment. As the door closed, Dickie might have noticed her hand was cupping Dirk's butt. Closing the Enbiggen's apartment door behind him Dickie turned to see his friend Pamela Suckit, Pam, sitting on the sofa. Pam was Kandi's best friend from High School. She, too, had changed in the time that he had been gone. Pam's initial plan had been to attend a local cooking school. But that had changed when, within a couple weeks of graduating from High School, Pam's 'lady bits' had started to blossom. Kandi had told him of Pam's metamorphosis but Dickie hadn't really understood what she was telling him on the phone. This was the first time he had seen Pam since leaving for college. She looked completely different than she had at High school graduation. Graduation day photos showed her to be an attractive tom-boyish blonde with a slender figure. No longer. When her blossoming bra size had hit the DD-Cup range she had been approached by the owner of the local strip club, 'The Rack Room', when he noticed her sitting at her usual table at the local hang out. Making hundreds of dollars a day rather than studying and working in a hot kitchen had made the offer to be a house dancer too good to pass up. Besides, she was proud of her 'new look' and enjoyed showing off her newly developed 'lady bits' to others. To her infinite pleasure, her development had not stopped until months later. So now, in front of Dickie, sitting on the sofa, half watching TV was a sexy blonde bombshell that vaguely recalled the tomboy, Pam Suckit. A riot of blonde hair, falling half way to her waist was the topper to a killer figure shown in revealing detail by her sexy get up. Magnificently large round breasts pressed forward against the man's sleeveless t-shirt that was all she wore above the waist. Dickie had never seen breasts this size before. Pam was larger even than his 'new' Mom. It didn't help that the shirt showed side boob that verged on the impossible. The shirt clung tightly to her abdomen and even more tightly to the imposing bowls of flesh perched high on her chest. A pair of the shortest short-shorts clung to her crotch while her feet were tucked into a pair of high heels. "Hey, Dickie," said Pam. "C'mere and sit down!" She patted the cushion next to her. "Yuh," he muttered as he slowly approached. He couldn't help but stare as he walked to the sofa. His interest was plain to see to Pam. Since she had started to work at 'The Rack Room' she had become very aware of the interest she now generated in all the guys. And it looked like Dickie was not going to be an exception. She loved it! He had always been crazy for her BFF, Kandi. In High School Kandi had led him around by the nose until, finally, in Senior year she agreed to be Dickie's girl friend. Pam had never seen the attraction. But now, looking at Dickie with more experienced eyes she found she was having second thoughts. He was cute. He seemed to have a nice enough body and he was having a hard time not staring at her recently expanded boobs. She loved her new body! She had always been attractive, nice hips, good legs and toned mid-section. And now she had really, really big boobs that drew the attention of all the boys. They stood almost straight out from her rib cage. Her nipples were almost always erect. And they were so very sensitive! "What do you think of my new look?" she asked. She had alway been direct. "Well, um, that is... different." was all he could offer. "Yeah, I suppose so. But I'm making a ton of money every week at 'The Rack Room'". Quickly sliding onto the sofa near Pam, Dickie tried not to stare at the vision next to him. "So, Dickie," Pam turned to face him, "maybe you could help me with some thing?" Dickie was still staring at her chest as it quivered in front of him. Despite the size of Pam's colossal bowls of flesh they didn't bounce, really. They were too firm to bounce. But they did quiver and shake as she moved. Sticking straight ahead of her, those incredible bowls of flesh looked like they had been glued onto her chest, rather than growing out from them. But they were wholly natural. Her nipples were kept in an almost perpetual state of rigidity as they rubbed against what ever she was wearing. Perched atop an almost spherical pair of juggs, they poked thru the t-shirt, begging for attention. "Um, I'll try, I suppose so. What do you need me to do?" he gulped as he raised his eyes to met hers. "Down at 'The Rack Room' the boss is going to let me do some lap dances this weekend. But I've never really done that before," she lied, watching him try to keep his eyes on her face. Most men couldn't help but stare at her big firm bowl shaped tits! And Dickie was really having a hard time of it. She grinned. "So I was wondering if you would let me practice? With you." She smiled coquettishly waiting for his reply. Dickie had no idea what a 'lap dance' was but he wanted to help his friend if he could. He took his reputation as a good guy seriously. "All right," he told her. "Great! Thanks Dickie. You just sit right there in that chair and I'll dance for you. Now remember, the rules are that you can't touch me. If you do, then I stop dancing, okay?" "Alright." He didn't understand. What did not touching her have to do with dancing? He sat in the chair Pam had pointed to. Pam pressed the play button on the boom box. A driving beat filled the room as she turned to where Dickie sat. Less than a minute later Dickie understood the touching rule. This was not dancing, not the way he had danced at the Prom or any of the other dances he had gone to. This was very different. Pam started by folding her t-shirt up from the waist to expose her taut muscular belly. And then again. When she finished swaying back and forth in front of him she had folded the bottom of her shirt up so far that she was showing two or three inches of the bottom of her boobs and inches of bottom cleavage. She drew his attention to this by sliding the fingers of both hands up under the shirt and cupping each breast briefly. Her hands looked so small! The straps of the shirt barely covered her nipples. The sides and inner slopes of her large round, perky breasts were on display. Her rock hard nipples, perched just above the middle of her tits seemed to be trying to pull her boobs up and away from her chest! It was a cock hardening sight! And Dickie was rock hard! He was too embarrassed to ask Pam to stop. But he really needed to adjust himself. Pam was standing inches in front of him. Her hips swinging left and right. Her tits bounced a half beat behind her hip movements. She gyrated to the beat of the music while she pranced around in front of him. From time to time she would bend forward toward him and quiver her shoulders to make her magnificent boobs shimmy and shake under her skin tight shirt. She turned her back to Dickie giving him a moment to shift his position and get a little more comfortable. But his movement did not escape her attention. He looked uncomfortable as he shifted to ease the tightness of his crotch. She was having a gas watching him react to her sexy dance moves. She had learned very quickly at 'The Rack Room', watching the other girls. And the fact that she had one of the best bodies in the joint made her a very popular lap dancer. True, there were a couple of girls that boasted tits bigger than hers. But no one had breasts as firm and perky as hers. No one had more prominent nipples that constantly seemed to crave being sucked and licked. As wondrously big as her tits were, they were almost perfectly spherical bowls. Even without a bra her cleavage was defined, deep and alluring! Those pink nipples perfectly capped the thrusting bowls of flesh. Glancing over her shoulder she saw that Dickie was staring at her ass while she shook it in his face. Glancing down she saw the expected hard on. Her dancing was having a predictable effect on Dickie. Slowly she swiveled to show him her silhouette. She ran her hands up and down her stomach, allowing her finger tips to dip under the waist band of her short-shorts while her hips slowly moved forward and back. Dickie noticed that her shorts were held together at the seam by a series of large rings. As she pulled her hands up, Pam cupped under her tits, squeezing herself. She pushed her tits up and together before slowly sliding her hands under the t-shirt. Smirking at Dickie's entranced look she pinched her nipples. While Dickie gaped at her she slowly, seductively raised the shirt up and off. She kept one arm across her tits while she dangled her shirt in front of Dickie and let it drape across his face. She had timed it perfectly. Into the silence between songs she spoke. "Do you like my big titties, Dickie?" she asked as she tossed the shirt behind her and pulled her arms away, allowing him to see all of her bosom. It was clear that Dickie did, indeed, like her big titties. She could see that he was bulging out of his pants! She stood, proudly, topless, in front of him. Hands on hips she started to shimmy and prance again as the next song started. The bouncing flesh of her boobs held Dickie's attention. And Dickie's reaction to her dancing held her attention. It looked like he had a respectable cock. Pam had always thought of him as a nerd. Hell, he WAS a nerd. But maybe there was more to him than that? Swiveling around again she backed up between his legs. Her tight little butt brushed against him as she continued to writhe in front of him. "Remember, Dickie! No touching!" she told him as she let her weight settle on his thighs. Arching her back she rested her head on his shoulder allowing him to look over her shoulder and down upon her epic breasts and cleavage. She let her lips lightly caress his ear as she whispered, "If you're a good boy, I may forget about the 'no touching' rule. Would you like that, Dickie?" Even over the music she could hear him gulp before he was able to choke out the predictable response. No one had ever turned her down when she made that offer! "Um, yuh, sh sh sh sure," he stammered "Ummm, good, Dickie, now, be nice!" She was pretty sure she was killing him! She knew for a fact that Kandi had never let him get anywhere. He probably hasn't even touched a girls boob, she thought! What fun! A virgin! Still on his thighs she shifted her weight back and forth while gently holding her breasts. She scissored her nipples between her first and second fingers and squeezed her big boobs rhythmically several times. In response the perky nipples grew to even greater prominence. As she slid out of his lap she let her hands drift across his crotch. She could feel the heat trapped under his jeans. And she could clearly feel a large, throbbing lump throbbing and twitching. 'Yummy' she thought to herself. Pam hadn't been sexually active for all that long. But working at 'The Rack Room' had given her lots of opportunity. And she had taken advantage of many of those chances! She had discovered that she really, really enjoyed sex! Pam had found that most men thought that they had large dicks and were great lovers when, in fact, they did not and were not. She was really curious about how Dickie would compare. She wanted to find out. She had never had a boyfriend in school. She thought Kandi had been crazy to 'go steady' with Dickie. And she knew that the young couple had never gone beyond simple kissing and holding hands. Kandi had told her that enough times. They were saving themselves for marriage, Kandi claimed. Still bouncing to the beat Pam twirled in front of a staring Dickie. She turned in front of him, allowing him to get a good long look at her profile again. Arching her back she took care to expand her rib cage, making her boobs jut even farther than ever. She sucked in her stomach which made the contrast between her slender waist and her oversized breasts even more obvious. Moaning just a little she pinched her nipples, pulling them up and away from herself. It felt so good when she did that! She let them snap back again, watching them tremble. Still holding a tit lightly in each hand she lifted the one closest to Dickie. Smiling down at him she chewed her lower lip before extending her extremely long, pointy tongue to lick around her nipple. The contact made her moan in excitement. She lifted herself further and sucked and nibbled on her nipple while watching Dickie watch her, spellbound. Again extending her tongue she licked around each nipple as she pushed her tits together. She straddled his legs, this time facing him. Putting her finger under his chin she lifted his face so he was looking in her eyes. "Remember, no touching," she mouthed. She knew he could not hear her over the music which was still pounding away. He nodded his head in response before returning to staring at the amazing body that was still moving erotically only inches away. He could feel her legs as they moved against his. Once in a while he could feel her crotch settle against his. Never for very long, but it was happening more often now. He was holding on tight to the seat of the chair so he wouldn't make a mistake. Smiling, Pam leaned forward and arched her body the few inches needed to be able to graze her nipples against his shirt. She felt the contact shoot thru her like a bolt of lighting. Gasping a little she let her weight fully settle onto Dickie's lap. As she did Dickie glanced up into her eyes which were darkening with growing lust. She smiled again as she again arched her back and rubbed her titties against his chest. "It's okay if I touch you, Dickie! But you have to let me be in charge!" "Alright Pam, but it's hard, you know!" "I know, Dickie. I know how hard it is." she told him as she lightly ground her pelvis against his. He moaned in response and gripped the chair even tighter. Pam could feel his dick under her crotch while she moved against him. 'Golly,' she thought to herself, 'it feels like Dickie has a big dick! Who would have thought it?' Dickie was wondering what might happen next. He had been faithful to Kandi while at school. He was still a virgin, but his will to remain faithful was being tested by Pam and her amazing, sexy body and alluring looks. Did she really want to fool around with him or was she just practicing like she had said? She bounced up out of his lap and danced behind him. Leaning over him she dropped her bosom onto his head. Giggling, she battered him with her tits, dragging her nipples through his hair. Moving to his side she pushed a stiff nipple into his ear. After teasing him like this for another moment she stood in front of him again. His face was flushed and his eyes were roaming up and down her body as she posed for him. Turning sideways again Pam slowly undid the rings holding her shorts together. She let the garment slide to the floor and was left wearing only a pair of pink thong panties. Again turning her back on Dickie she slowly lowered herself into his lap. This time there was little tease. Instead she ground herself back against him. "Oh, Dickie, I like to lap dance with guys like you. You've been such a good sport. And you followed the rules so well." She was grinding and grinding against him. She thought that she could feel his cock getting larger and harder as she moved. "I think it's time we ignored the rules, don't you, Honey?" she asked as she spun in place on his lap. Not awaiting an answer she gave him a scorching hot kiss. Plump lips mashed to his, she thrust her tongue into his mouth. Dickie was inexperienced but he was no fool. He kissed her back, running his hands up and down her back. His concerns about Kandi were melting away. Moaning into his mouth Pam enjoyed feeling her pussy riding over his erect dick. It DID seem like he had a large one, she thought. The Next Summer Pulling herself back from kissing Dickie, she reached to take his hands in hers. "Here, honey, I want you to feel my titties," she gasped. Hands trembling, Dickie reached out. His touch was gentle as he cupped the outside of her boobs. Cupping them, he pushed them together, forcing her natural cleavage into even greater prominence. Unlike most of the guys Pam had danced for Dickie didn't just grab and moosh her titties. He wasn't trying to crush her tits. And he didn't play with her nipples like he was trying to tune an old timey radio. He caressed her with the tips of his fingers. Very lightly he stroked her nipples, which responded by growing harder and stiffer. Carefully he smoothed his hands over her massively round globes while watching to see what Pam enjoyed. And she was really enjoying his careful, almost reverent, touching. He gently trapped her nipples between his thumbs and hand. Squeezing rhythmically he started to pull gently, lifting and dropping her tits. Dickie was having so much fun. He had never touch a girls boob before. And these boobs were so big! So big! So firm! Bigger than any boobs he had seen in school! How had Pam grown so large, so quickly? In High School she had had breasts that were bigger than Kandi's. He knew that. He watched Pam's response to his feeling her titties. Quivering in response she moaned softly in pleasure. Pam's breasts were so big! So much bigger than the bee stings that Kandi covered with an A-cup bra! His concern about Kandi had disappeared. She never let him do anything! Pam was letting him do everything, almost! Dickie dropped his head and lightly, lightly, using just the tip of his tongue, licked her nipples rapidly. First the right and then the left. Instead of objecting, Pam gasped in happiness. As she started to arch her back in response he alternated licking with sucking her nipples. Slowly he increased his speed and the pressure that he applied. Sighing in pleasure Pam ran her fingers thru his hair. Pulling on his head she pushed her boobs together more tightly with her upper arms. Pulling him against her titties until he was pressed against her bosom as hard as she could hold him. Her pussy was seeping onto his lap as they ground themselves against each other. He was flicking his tongue against her nipple while he sucked and sucked. He loved the feel and heft of her big boobs. Without conscious thought, his hands had drifted down to clutch her tight little butt. "Oh, so GOOD, Dickie," she exclaimed. "So good, I love what you're doing to my big titties. Keep doing that, darling!" And he was more than willing! "Oh, honey, darling, that's enough," she finally said. Reluctantly he slowed and then stopped. She rested her head on his shoulder for a moment before sliding to her knees between his legs. "This is going to be so good," she promised as she made short work of his belt and zipper. Urging him to rise a little she discarded his pants and underwear. "Oh! Oh, my!" she breathed in appreciation of what she had uncovered. "What a lovely cock!" Quivering above his lap, stiff as a plank, Dickie's cock jutted far out over his loins. As he watched Pam took hold of him with both hands. "This is the most gorgeous cock I've ever seen!" she smiled, looking him in the eyes. Using both hands she slowly milked his hard dick. She thought that his dick was at least 10 inches long. It was not only longer than any that she had seen before it was also thicker. She could just touch finger and thumb. It rose, straight as an arrow, from the juncture with his ball sack. It was pulsing visibly with his heart beat as she fondled him. It truly was beautiful, she thought. As she worked him gently she saw precum bubble up from his dick head. It slowly flowed down his shaft. She spread it up and down the hard length of his cock. She worked to glaze his whole ten inch shaft with precum. Pulling him to her she applied her lips to the tip of his dick. Quickly she sucked up the precum that had flowed over his dick head. Then, moving more slowly, she lapped and licked the length of his penis until her lips were buried in his cock fur. Sliding her way back up to the head she paused to gaze into his eyes. "I love your big dick, Dickie. It's the prettiest cock I've ever seen!" she told him. "It's so hard and so long! I just love it!" As he trembled she slowly took his cock head into her mouth again. Licking the underside of his dick she took more and more of his erection. Still smiling she rose and fell. From time to time she would pull off and lick the shaft. She kept sucking his dick, going lower, taking him deeper and deeper each time. He had the nicest cock, she thought to her self. It was so smooth, so long and thick! She finally was able to absorb every bit of his dick. She enjoyed the feeling, having all of him in her mouth and the top of her throat. "Pam," he moaned, "Pam, it feels so good. Be careful. I'm going to cum any second!" "I should hope so," she purred, "I'm going to drink it down and then I'm going to get you hard again so we can fuck like bunnies!" Her lips returned to his cock head while she jacked him off into her mouth. Realizing that Pam wanted him to cum in her mouth Dickie stopped trying to contain himself. With a grunt of effort he spurted a long rope of cum into her eager, waiting mouth. She swallowed him with out difficulty and kept on sucking him after he had finished his ejaculation. "Oh, Dickie, that was so good! Now lets get this pretty, pretty dick hard again so I can see what it feels like to be filled to the brim with a stiff cock!" Her enthusiasm was contagious. Smirking up at him she drew his dick to rest the head just above her cleavage. Using both hands she closed her tits over him and began to rise and fall. Taking a moment she slapped his semi erect dick against her stiff nipples, laughing up at the look on his face. "Do you like to feel me squeeze this big hard dick between my big titties?" she asked. "Oh, yeah, that's amazing, Pam! It feels so good. I love your big boobies. They are so round and firm! So sexy!" "I'm glad! When I started to develop again I was a little embarrassed. I mean, who has a growth spurt after High School graduation? But they just got bigger and bigger." She shimmied her shoulders again, causing his dick to be pummeled from side to side by her titties. "So, how big are you now, Pam?" he gasped. Squeezing him again between the soft mounds of her breasts she grinned at him. "You like my big, big titties, don't you, Dickie" Her eyes sparkled with excitement. "I bet you never thought I could grow a big pair of boobs like these, did you?" "Gosh, no!" he replied. "So big and pretty! So round and sexy! I love to see you playing with my cock and your giant, sexy, big tits! So big!" he moaned. "I wear an 'H' cup bra, Dickie!" the pride in her voice glowed. "I have thirty-three inch hips, a twenty-three inch waist and measure forty-four inches around the fullest part of my big beautiful titties. It's a 32-H cup bra. When I wear one." Her voice was husky with lust while discussing her amazing measurements. Dickie was staring at her while she continued to fondle his now erect penis. "Holy crapola!" he exclaimed. "I didn't even know that bras came any bigger than a G-Cup. That's what my Mom wears now." "And how do you know that, Dickie?" she teased him. "Aw, I snuck into her room one day last week and looked. You know, she's been so strange since I got back. I mean she seems really happy, which is great. And she leaves me alone a lot more which is also great. But something's going on with her." "Well, lets worry about that later, honey. I want to see what this splendid cock feels like in my pussy. "Is it really big, Pam?" he asked innocently. Stifling the smart aleck answer that sprang to her lips she replied. "Dickie, it's magnificent. I've never seen a bigger, more beautiful dick in my life. So thick, thick and beautiful! it's lovely. It's long and straight. It's just a lovely, beautiful big dick. I love it," she concluded. "And I can't wait to feel it go in me," she declaimed as she turned her back to him. Reaching between her legs she held her pussy lips apart with one hand while she centered his rock hard dick between them. Pressing herself down she socketed the dick head into her sopping snatch. Rising and falling she took more and more with each stroke. It felt so good! She gasped in pleasure as she worked. "Oh, so good, Dickie, so good! It's perfect! It's thick and hard, I love it." she panted. "It's so long!" "Oh, yeah!" he replied. Watching from the back he could see the outer sides of her tits quivering as she moved. He reached around with both hands and tried to fondle those boobs. But with her leaning away from him it was difficult. For a moment he gripped her waist and guided her up and down movements. Shifting her weight Pam went from an up and down movement to forward and back. She hissed in pleasure as Dickie's dick filled her up on each stroke. His hands landed on her butt as it shifted up and down on his prick. On each in and out stroke his dick rubbed against her clit, driving her desire higher and higher. She was gasping and moaning as she moved, a big grin on her face as she worked. This was the best fuck she had ever had! His dick was just perfect! Just thick and long enough to fill her up! She rose and fell faster and faster. "Turn around, Pam, Honey. I want to look at those big beautiful tits of yours!" She stopped moving and sat up straight in his lap. Both hands rose to cup her fabulous titties and squeeze them again before she rose off him long enough to turn around and straddle him again. "Oh, Dickie, play with my titties! It feels so good when you play with my big titties! I love it!" she gushed. Not waiting for him, she reached out and drew his hands to her boobs while she resumed rising and falling on his dick. Faster than she thought it possible she crashed into an orgasm! His fondling of her titties heightened her pleasure and she loved the look of excitement on his face as he played with her ever so big titties. The were so solid and firm. He was enjoying every second of his tit play. "Oh, Pam, I'm gonna cum again," he told her as he took a firmer grip on her tits. "It feels so good!" "On my tits, Dickie! Splash yourself on my big beautiful tits!," she told him with a nasty grin. "I'm going to love feeling you cum on my big H-cup tits!" They both were gripping his dick as she sank to her knees and put his cock head between her boobs. "Oh, Pam," he moaned. "So sexy! I love your big titties! I'm going to cum! I'm cumming on your big titties!" Working together the young couple jacked him off furiously. "Oh, fuck, yeah!" he shouted as the first of many streams of cum flew from his cock to paint Pam's H-Cup boobs as they quivered on her chest. "Do it, Dickie, do it!" she encouraged him, giggling and laughing as he came again and again. "Cover my tits with your cum!" She began to massage the sperm into her breast skin. There was so much of it! It felt so good while she worked. Looking up at Dickie she saw the he was watching her intently, smiling at her as she worked. "Dickie, that was great! If I'd have known..." she trailed off. "But I've got to get ready to go to work. You should come by the club sometime. I'll introduce you to the other girls. You'll like them!" "Oh, I don't know," murmured Dickie. "I think I'd be embarrassed." "Honey, you have nothing to be embarrassed about," she reassured him while scraping off all the cum that was dripping from his dick. As she fed herself with his jism she could feel some heft returning to his cock. But she really did have to go. And she couldn't afford to miss a shift at 'The Rack Room'. "Alright, honey," she announced. "I'm on my way. See you tomorrow?" "Yeah, sure. Sounds like fun," he replied. Pulling her t-shirt over her head it clung to where she had missed some cum. It took her seconds to pull on her panties and short-shorts before she swivel hipped her way to the door. Just as she was reaching for the handle it opened in front of her. Dickie slowly came into the room, leaning heavily on the handle for support. "Hey, kids, how ya doing?" he asked. "Super" Pam told him. "You look exhausted, Dickie." "I was helping Dickie's Mom. Mrs. Brown can really take it out of a guy. I'm gonna take a nap." He tottered off to the bedroom. "Yeah, I've heard that about her," muttered Pam as she strutted down the hall in her high heels. Tuesday Morning The next morning Pam was awakened by the phone. It was Kandi. She had just arrived at the apartment after getting in on the red eye. She wanted to talk. "Like, right now, Pam!" "Wha? What time is it? 11 am? Kandi, it's the middle of the night! Can't this wait?" "No! Right now, Pam! Please?" "Oh, alright. I'll be right over. Give me a minute to get dressed. She had slept in the nude again. She liked the feeling of being naked under the sheets. Dressing in her usual, teasing manner she drove to Kandi's wondering what was so important. Entering without knocking, she found Kandi slumped over the kitchen island with two cups of coffee in front of her. As she had passed Dickies door in the hall way she had seen Mrs. Brown kissing a man goodbye. Mrs. Brown had been wearing a flimsy nighty that highlighted tits larger than Pam had thought Mrs. Brown possessed. "Here, Pam, I made you some coffee. Grab a cup and come up to my bedroom!" Kandi demanded. Too sleepy to argue Pam followed her upstairs. There was something different about Kandi but she couldn't put her finger on it. Kandi closed the bedroom door and sat on the bed facing Pam. She was wearing a wind breaker with yoga pants and sneakers. "What am I going to do, Pam?" she asked. "About what, Kandi?" she wondered. "About THIS!" Kandi exclaimed as she swept off her wind breaker. "HOLY FRIJOLES!" Pam gasped. Now that Kandi was no longer wearing the jacket Pam could plainly see what had appeared odd about Kandi when she had first seen her. Under the jacket Kandi was wearing a baggy sweatshirt. But even the sweatshirt was nowhere near large enough to disguise Kandi's new appearance. Let alone contain it! "How the... I mean, wow!" Pam started. "You look, golly, I've never..." she was completely at a loss for words. "I took part in an experiment at school." Kandi said in explanation. "Most of the test subjects had no reaction. Some, a few, had a little reaction. And then there was me. They are calling me 'Anne Anomaly'!" "How rude!" was Pam's reaction as she stared at Kandi's body. Kandi's boobs were even larger than her own new H-cup beauties. Much larger. Pam had alway been a little proud that she had grown tits sooner and larger than her best friend. Kandi had left town sporting as flat a chest as anyone in the graduating class. Pam hadn't been stacked by any reckoning. But she had been better built than Kandi. And as she grew and grew to her present magnificent H-cup size she had been pleased that she was so much larger than her childhood friend. That no longer seemed to be the case. "Come on. Take it off so I can see what's going on," she demanded. Reaching for the hem of the oversized garment she began to wrestle it up and over Kandi's bosom. As it came over Kandi's head Pam could see that indeed the bra was several times as large as her own H-cup bra. "MY GOD, you're huge, she mumbled. "I know. All the girls at school were upset that nothing happened for them and I grew these humongous hooters." Kandi might have been upset at first, but she was becoming proud that her hooters were so humongous. All the guys stared at her. All the other girls were so jealous! She had never been hit on so often before! Unconsciously she arched her back to puff out her giant boobs in the face of her friend. Kandi had been so upset, so jealous when she heard of Pam's growth! She had been aware that she was not as chesty as Pam all along and then Pam had gone and grown even more! It wasn't fair. And that had been one of the main reasons's she had taken part in the experiment. "How big are you, now, Kandi?" Pam asked, interrupting Kandi's train of thought. "I'm not sure, I was still growing when I left school. Do you think that Dickie will mind?" she asked Pam. "What man is going to mind if his girlfriend suddenly has a huge rack?" asked Pam. "No one complained about me going from a C-cup to an H-cup, I can tell you!" Dickie sure hadn't she thought to herself smugly. He had loved playing with her big H-cup boob bowls. How would he react when he saw these gargantuan tits. They made her boobs look tiny, she realized. "Should I tell him?" Kandi wondered. "Hell no! Surprise him! I wish I could see the look on his face, he'll plotz!" she laughed a little sadly. And Pam turned out to be correct. Tuesday Evening That evening when Dickie came over to take Kandi to the movies he was stunned to find his high school sweetheart had two of the largest breasts ever seen in Seattle! Not that she was showing them off, really. But when your tits are larger than your head? Well, that's not easy to conceal. Even if Kandi wanted to hide them. Which she didn't really want to do. After their talk she and Pam went shopping for some new clothes. Both Kandi and Pam had been hit on time and again. Pam had made a few dates with some of the cuter guys. Kandi had rebuffed all advances. She had a boyfriend after all. She and Kandi had even run into George whom they hadn't seen since High School. A year behind them in school, he had just graduated from High School. He, too, looked different. Slimmer, more confidant and some how, cute. To her own surprise, Pam accepted his offer of an early dinner the next evening. When Dickie got his first good look at Kandi she could see the shock and lust that flashed across his face. She smiled to herself. Being a good guy, Dickie was determined to be a gentleman. And so he made no comment about her new look. He tried, with a little success, to maintain eye contact. And for some reason, Kandi found that she didn't want him to ignore her pulchritudinous display. She wanted him to come to understand just how massively endowed she was now. How stacked she had become. She was huge. No one had boobs like she did. And now she wanted her boyfriend to appreciate her magnificence. "Honey," she told Dickie, "I don't want to go to the movies tonight. I just want to sit and talk. We haven't seen each other in so long! And it's different in person than on the phone." She gently shifted her position making her giant tits wobble under her sweater. She wanted him to get an idea of how different it could be. To her surprise he didn't even glance at her breasts as they shook in front of her. "Alright, Kandi, what ever you say. I've really missed you a lot, you know." He clasped her hand as he spoke. At first her inclination was to pull away from him as she always had in the past. Kandi had repeatedly said that she wanted to safe herself for marriage. But this time she didn't resist. Instead she snuggled a little closer and put her head on Dickie's shoulder. She knew she was attractive. She had been hit on so often in the past few months because of the results of the experiment. She was so eager to find out how attractive she was to Dickie. For twenty minutes they talked of this and that. Kandi was becoming more and more upset with Dickie. He was being a complete gentleman! He had finally put his arm around her but had gone no further. Kandi WANTED him to go further. 'I must have trained him too well,' she thought to herself. 'He's not even checking me out! And I have HUGE tits, now! HUGE! How can he be ignoring them?' It pissed her off. She wanted him to acknowledge her new, fabulously busty figure. But he was ignoring it! She wanted him to gaze in amazement at how large her bra encased breasts were. She wanted him to hold her big tits, she wanted him to suck and lick and, well, everything! The Next Summer Despite subtle hints, Dickie kept his hands to himself. Shifting her weight so that her knockers bounced fetchingly, arching her back to emphasize her enormous breasts, stretching, making sure that he felt her boobs against his torso, nothing she did got Dickie to make a pass at her.It was frustrating. Finally she came up with a plan to get him to look at her. To get him excited! "Dickie, you know I went shopping with Pam earlier. But I wonder if you would do me a favor. As my boyfriend." "You don't want to give me a lap dance, do you?" He wondered aloud. "What!? No! I don't want to give you a lap dance! Where did you hear about that anyway?" She didn't put two and two together about Pam's new job and her boyfriend. Dickie was HER boyfriend. "Nothing, honey, nothing. Just a joke. Hahaha." "Well, iI'm not laughing! I need you to help me find out what bra size I should get. I need to buy some new ones." "WHAT?" Not a lap dance but measure her boobs? What was the difference, he wondered? "Well, yes," she replied. "I can't do it by myself. So you need to help me. It made no sense, of course, but Dickie wasn't going to make the mistake of screwing this up! "Well, okay. I guess. You'll have to tell me what to do!" Slowly she pulled her sweater over her head. Revealed to Dickie's amazed stare was a mammoth bra. He had seen his mother's G-cup bra. He had seen Pam's H-cup breasts without a bra. He had never seen anything like this! The straps were two inches wide to spread out the weight that they had to carry. Her tit tips sat more than a foot in front of her chest. Her breasts resembled basketballs in size although not as round. Kandi sat quietly letting Dickie soak of the sight of her in her newest bra. It was just a touch too small. It was two weeks old. Her bra encased boobs were wider than her shoulders. It looked to Dickie as if you could see her tits on both sides of her body from behind. "So, what do I have to do?" He asked. He could have stared for another hour or so but he thought he should get started. He didn't know where this was going. "First, you measure just below where my boobs meet my body, underneath." She lifted her boobs up and pointed to a spot on her rib cage. "Then we'll measure the fullest part of my boobs. Some simple math and we'll have the correct size. Of course I'll have to try on several because no one sizes things the same way. But the biggest part of the job will be done." Taking the cloth tape that she offered, Dickie ran the tape around Kandi and brought it together on the side of her rib cage. "Twenty Eight inches," he announced. "Okay, that means I would wear a 32 inch body band. You add four inches for some reason." She shrugged causing huge movements to course thru her breasts. "Now we measure me at the fullest point." She grinned at him. This might be exciting, she thought. "Um, with or without the bra on?" He asked. "Golly, without. Is that going to embarrass you?" She was reaching behind her as she spoke. "No, no." Pause. "No. That's okay." He hoped he wouldn't just cum in his pants when he saw her huge breasts. Having seen and dealt with Pam's yesterday, he thought he had some idea of what to expect. Wrong. As the bra came off to settle in Kandi's lap Dickie found himself frozen, gazing at the sight in front of him. Huge didn't really describe Kandi's recently enlarged endowment. He would need to consult a dictionary to find the words to describe what he saw. Quivering at the very tips of her mammoth breasts, Kandi's nipples capped the largest mountains of tit flesh imaginable. The light pink aureolas surrounded those nipple with perfect circular frames that were three inches across and perched just above the mid-point so they seemed to always be looking up and in front of her. "Now, measure me at the largest point," she instructed. "Wait. Let me stand up first." She stood, looking down at him. She had to look far out over her massive titties to see the stunned look on his face as he took in the view from below. From where he sat he could barely see her eyes. Her giant breasts hung like heavy teardrops that spread wider than her torso. The seemed to be fighting each other for dominance on her chest. Partially from a last gasp of modesty she cupped her hands over her nipples. She reflexively pulled her tits to her. They bulged above and below her arms as she looked at Dickie. Finally she let herself go and both young people watched the giant breasts shiver to a halt. 'So Big,' they both thought. "Okay, Dickie. Measure me now, honey," she purred. Dickie stood behind her and wrapped the tape around her. He couldn't reach without brushing against her. She enjoyed the contact as he struggled to adjust the tape. He was snuggled up behind her as he pulled the tape around her. She could feel his hard-on against her butt! Finally wrapping the tape around her largest circumference he pulled the start of the tape against the end of the tape. There were only a couple of inches left on the five foot tape! "Jeez, Kandi, you measure fifty-seven inches around! That's amazing! Fifty-seven inches? Who has titties that size?" He was flabbergasted! "Who has tits that size, Dickie? I do! You just measured me! I have huge, fifty-seven inch breasts. Firm, warm, freaking massive tits that are almost five feet around!" Her voice was trembling with excitement. She was an inch larger now that two weeks ago. Apparently, the effects of the treatment were still ongoing, albeit, at a much slower rate. In the first couple of weeks she had grown over an inch a day! As usual, just the act of getting measured was exciting to her. She could feel her heartbeat accelerate and her breathing become more ragged. Turning in his arms she snuggled her gigantic tits against him. Her breasts filled every cubic inch between them! Gazing into his eyes she spoke. "I want you, Dickie! My tits are so tender and sensitive! Just getting measured like that has me all hot and bothered. So, what are you going to do about it?" Dickie was taken aback. Kandi had never taken the initiative before. In fact she had repeatedly said they should wait, to get married. And now? Inexperienced but not stupid! Thanks to Pam he had some idea of how to start. He used both hands to explore the mountains of breast flesh that rippled and surged as he lifted, patted, caressed and otherwise fondled Kandi's gigantic, fifty-seven inch boobs. Unlike Pam's firm quivering bowls of flesh, these mountains, well, they didn't sag, really. But they did flow down and out from her rib cage. Nipples, erect and hard, were yearning to be licked and sucked as they sat over a foot from her chest. The lowest point of her voluminous breasts rested just above her navel as she stood shaking with excitement. Her outward sweep did, indeed, exceed her shoulders now that she was unrestrained by a brassiere. Dickie ran his hands over the acres of flesh exposed to his view. In a daring but doomed effort he tried to raise both boobs at once. They were too large for him to be able to control both at the same time! But it was fun to try. Kandi giggled as she watched him switch to using both hands to push one massive breast up to his face so he could lick and suck the erect nipple. Upon contact with his lips her giggles turned to groans of excitement. "Ohhhh, do that more, Dickie, more! I love having my way, way too big titties sucked and handled. Do it more, harder, honey! Harder!" Dickie was more than willing to follow those instructions! "Oh, honey," she moaned, "watch me do it!" She hefted an enormous breast up and, sticking her tongue out as far as she could, licked the erect nipple. She was so big it wasn't easy for her to do it. But it felt almost as good as when Dickie did it! Pulling her self even higher she managed to latch onto her nipple with her lips and teeth. "I love that!" she exclaimed as she lifted her face to stare at Dickie. "I really love having my big titties sucked and played with!" she gasped before returning to sucking hard on her stiff nipple. Not willing to just be a witness, Dickie latched onto the twin and lustily sucked and nibbled. They worked together for a few moments until, with a gasp, Kandi dropped her huge tit. "Okay," she panted. "Fifty-seven here." she hefted her giant titties. "And only twenty-eight inches just under my big boobies." She indicated her rib cage. "Add four inches makes my body band a thirty-two. So my bra is a thirty-two. And my cup would be, um," she stopped to do the conversion. Fifty-Seven less thirty-two was twenty-five. "Okay, that would be a,b,c...um. 'Y'? Yeah, 'Y'! Dickie! I wear a 32-Y cub bra! "That's freaking huge, Dickie!" She was in love with her enormously gigantic breasts. No one had a 32-Y cup! No one else, that is. "I measure 57-23-34!" "Ohhhh," groaned Dickie. Just the thought of it made him quiver. He was afraid he would ejaculate prematurely. 'I need to do some mental math to take my mind off it' he decided. 'Pam's gorgeous boobs fill a 32-H cup bra she told me. Now Kandi is saying she should wear a 32-Y cup bra? 32-H to 32-Y, what was the difference? H is the 8th letter. Y is the 25th. So Kandi is 17 cup sizes larger than Pam. Way over a foot! Not the kind of math to reduce my excitement!' he decided. He lowered his head and sucked on his girlfriends mounds of flesh. So big, so warm, so exciting. "Kandi, you're so sexy! I've been so stiff for so long here. I need some help", he declared. Reaching between them he undid his pants and let them fall to the ground while he collapsed to the sofa. His 10 inch dick was rock hard, sticking straight up in front of the astonished Kandi. "Dear God, did I do that?" she asked. "Of course you did! You and your enormous 57-Y cup tits! How do you think a man is going to react when he finds out he's dating the sexiest, bustiest, prettiest girl in Seattle?" "Not 57-Y" she corrected him. "I total fifty-seven inches around my bust, but the bra I wear is 32-Y. The body band is 32 and the difference between my body band and the measurement at my largest point is notated at one letter of the alphabet per inch. Since I'm twenty-five inches larger around my bust than around my bra's body band. That means I wear a Y-Cup bra. I wear a 32-Y bra! I mean I would except that when you get to be THIS big, no one really does the cup thing. Every bra is custom made!" Her voice had become rather lecturing but had become husky with lust and excitement as she had continued to talk about her giant endowments. Her tits excited her so much. She loved the look in Dickies eye as she stood proudly in front of him. "Fine, so now I know the fine points of bras. You're still the sexiest, bustiest, prettiest girl in Seattle." "Really," she cooed. "You think I'm pretty? And sexy and busty? Well, yeah, I know I'm busty," she grinned. "Really, really REALLY busty!" Her voice dripped with pride. And excitement. She slipped to her knees between his legs. Her tits bounced and shivered to the movement. "It's so pretty," she gushed. She reached out to touch his dick. "Careful, Kandi, I'm right on the edge. I don't want to spurt on your face!" What a nice guy, he thought. "But what if I want you to spurt on my face?" she teased. She ran her tongue around her lips. Kandi had a somewhat larger mouth than would be classically attractive with her other features. But it was plush and very kissable. "Does it really spurt? I mean, really?" "Oh, yeah! As hard as I am right now I might reach the wall from here." He was exaggerating, that was at least fifteen feet. But he might make it half way he thought with a chuckle. "So, what's funny," She wondered. "Nothing, just be careful," he told her. She leaned closer. Giving a little sniff, she licked her lips again. "It smells nice," she declared. "And look! There's a big drop right on the tip!" Without thinking she kissed the end of his dick head. She didn't move for a second as she contemplated the taste and texture. Then she drove her head down in one swoop! With no preparation at all she swallowed his ten inch long prong to the root! Her nose was jammed into his pubis. Her tongue fluttered along the bottom of his dick while she felt him tremble and pulse. Her hands came up to cup his buttocks and pull him toward her! Dickie stared down at her. Pam had taken some time and several trips up and down before taking him all. Kandi hadn't even hesitated. She just swallowed him up in one movement! What a mouth, what a cock sucker! His girlfriend had swallowed his 10 inch dick whole! "Oh, Goddamn, Fucking hell! I'm cumming," he yowled. He grabbed her head to hold it in place while he ejaculated. Twice, three times and then several smaller spurts were swallowed by a surprised Kandi. Kandi liked the taste and enjoyed every moment even tho she hadn't had time to prepare. She had acted in reflex and he had too! When she sensed that the stream of cum had finished she slowly drew her mouth off of his trembling penis. "That was fun," she declared. "Are you done? Did you spurt all your semen?" She knew the clinical words and she wasn't any more experienced than Dickie. "Can you go again, honey?" "Uh, well, give me a moment. Give me some inspiration," he said, "and I might be able to cum again once or twice!" "Okay," she said thoughtfully. "Inspiration, huh? Do my super big tits give you inspiration?" she asked as she sat up straight in front of him. She shimmied her shoulders and watched him watch her walloping whoppers slide back and forth on her rib cage. They were so big! They swung to one side and then the other, knocking each other out of the way as they bounced and shook. She brought her hands up to stop them from bouncing. It hurt a little to have them swing like that. But it was worth it, she thought, as she watched his dick start to regain it's full size. "Put your tits around my dick," he instructed. "Like this?" she was unsure as she leaned forward and pulled her tits to either side and then trapped his growing erection between them. Shuffling her titties up and down she quickly learned what felt good to Dickie by the way he was gasping and moaning. "Uh, that's so good! Now, Kandi, slap my big dick against your nipples!" 'Golly,' she thought as she followed his suggestion, 'how did he think of this? It does feel good, tho!' After a few moments, feeling her nipples spring to even greater length she pulled back and slid her tits over his fully erect dick. "I like having you between my big tits. It feels so good there. I can feel it pulse and grow while I squeeze my titties around it. Does it feel as good to you as to me?" His dick was lost in her cleavage. There was nothing to be seen of it while she was wanking it with her big, warm pillows of flesh. She wondered briefly where he had heard of this? She had never heard of hiding a boy's cock between her titties. "Maybe even better! If you keep doing that I'm going to spurt again." "And I want to see that too, but first I want to feel you inside me. I've waited long enough, Dickie, let's make love." Moving closer, Kandi slid under Dickie, getting her ass in a comfortable position. She knew the basics. But this was going to be the first time for real. She realized that she had been looking forward to this for a long time. "Are you ready, honey?" Dickie asked as he looked down at her. There was a welcoming smile on her lips. Her eyes sparkled with hunger. As he watched her tongue flashed out to wet her lips. She took a big breath and nodded her head. "Yes, Dickie! I'm so ready! Hurry up and slide into me! She reached up to put her hands around his neck. As she did so her enormous tits bounced heavily. As he watched, her massive tits spread far out to either side. The lower reaches just above her navel and the upper slopes almost at her shoulders. She looked so fucking sexy! He didn't know how long he would be able to last, she was just so, well, fuckable!
"Oh, darling, do it, do it! I want to feel you pounding your dick into me as hard as you can!" She didn't sound at all hesitant! She really wanted to be FUCKED! He slid his dick into her gently. To the surprise of both there was little resistance. Her pussy was wet and warm and fit snuggly as he pistoned up and down. Within moments he was plunging his entire pole into her depths. His dick slipped smoothly in and out as he started to go faster. Her arms wrapped around him, pulling him down to lie flat on her bosom. "Faster, Dickie, it feels so good! Faster, and harder, fuck me with your big dick! I love it!" she gasped. They both could feel her breasts flatten between them. He slide back and forth on those gigantic pillows of flesh as he worked. Her hard nipples poked at him while he thrust himself into her ad fast and as hard as he could! She had not felt any discomfort as she had been told to expect. Instead, she just felt his wonderful cock as it stroked deeply into her time and again. It felt fabulous! "More," she demanded. "Faster, harder, deeper! It feels so good, I can't get enough of it. I love it so much!" She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him into her, urging him to go faster, harder, deeper! Dickie was going at top speed. Hearing her ask for an increase was exciting! He hoped that he would be able to drive her across the finish line before it was over for him. Suddenly he felt her stiffen beneath him. Her eyes were glittering with lust as she rocked her pelvis against him as fast as she could. "Oh, Dickie, I'm there! I'm cumming, Dickie! It's so good! I love it!" she screamed. 'Just in time' he thought. He pulled himself out of her clutching pussy as the jism started to spurt again. Across her stomach and onto her breasts he spurted. "Oh, it's warm, and slippery. Um, it's so good, Dickie." Kandi was dabbing her fingers in the warm streams across her body. Dipping her fingers she licked them off with a nasty little smile. "So tasty." she murmured. She slid out from under him and sat on the sofa and put her arms around her lover. "That was so good, Dickie. I really liked that. It was so nice." "I'm glad. You were so good. So sexy, with your giant tits! You've always been pretty but now? Wow! Seeing how your boobs move around? it's getting me hot just thinking about it!" And she found that he was correct. He was stiffening up nicely when she grabbed his dick. "Good! Because I still haven't seen you spurt. You came in my throat and across my body and all over my huge titties. And I really like feeling you drive your dick into my hot wet pussy, But I want to see you blow a load, Dickie." She was smiling an evil little grin as she spoke. She knew that the dirty talk would make him excited. She shifted around so that she was lying next to him. In this position her massive tits were pressed up against his chest. "So, why don't you feel up my giant hooters while I see how long it takes me to get you to spurt again, Dickie." With a groan, Dickie sank down on the cushions. It was a dream come true to have Kandi here with him, naked. That she had somehow become a sex goddess with other-worldly 32-Y mega-mams made it even more exciting. But he wasn't sure that he would be able to keep up! She had drained him twice now and was as eager as ever to pull another load from him. "Honey, hold onto my big titties, please?" she asked. "I want to feel your hands on my big boobs while I stroke your pretty, pretty cock." She was already running her hand up and down as she spoke. She rested on one arm while stroking him with her other hand. Dickie was clutching the enormous boob that was piled against him. Her grip varied as she worked her fist up and down his erection. Firm and then soft, quickly and then more slowly. She had him at full mast in less than a minute.