****** Trying Out Her New Toys by sue_fromlondon@hotmail.com ******
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Trying Out Her New Toys


Melanie smoothed her hand over the round of her left breast, savoring the feel
of it under her white silky blouse. She delicately traced her forefinger over
the harder surface where her bra nestled underneath - then drew it up over the
cup's clinging upper edge, up and slowly further up - and there, a silk-
thickness away, the flesh of her spectacular bosom billowed out like the
spinnaker sail of a yacht. Finally, a soft gasp parted her lips as the finger
traced between two buttons, and across into the plunging smooth canyon of her
chest.

She couldn't get enough of herself, not this week.

Turning to the mirror, she leaned forward, tossing a couple of long black locks
out of her eye as her head tilted up. Melanie undid the third button of her
blouse, then slid her right hand up to her right boob - and gently crushed the
two heavy globes together. A deep, delicious, dark crack lay before her eyes.

"Ooooooooo," she moaned through puckered lips. Her chest was still sensitive
from the operation, and even slight touches sent exquisite bolts of erotic
sensation through her fit body. Leaning forward still further, she weighed her
new heavier, fuller titflesh in her palms, still unable to tear her eyes from
that gorgeous cleavage. Her imagination slid images into that dark, tight space
between the round lobes - lewd images of slithering lengths of meat; a hungry
black flesh-piston, lubricated by rivulets of fresh womanly sweat, delving into
the crevice; even two poles at once, crowding greedily into her ample bosom,
jousting for room to release liquid joy as three throats sang out their lust;
Melanie knew these mind-pictures well, and many more besides. Now, finally, she
could make them real...

Just to test herself, she dug her fingertips roughly into her bra where her
wide aureoles dwelt - and shut her eyes as sharp thrills of pleasure-pain shook
down her arms and shivered up her long milk-white neck.

"Ahhh-ahhhmmmm..."

But she'd been feeling herself up for days, and this egotistical self-ravishing
had gone on long enough, thought Melanie as she straightened up and resumed
combing that long, black, luxuriantly smooth hair. It was Friday; it was now
past eight in the evening, and she was still at work with nearly everyone gone
home, finishing off a departmental report. She couldn't be more bored with
work. She had two new toys, and she wanted to try them out. She turned enough
heads before the operation; with her long Spanish nose, almond eyes, and broad
red slash of a mouth, she'd always stirred desire in men - whether hiding coyly
behind her black flag of hair, or tossing her head back and laughing in wide,
hysterical, unrestrained shrieks. She was fairly tall too, five foot ten
without heels - and she nearly always wore heels. Slim waist, broad hips - a
proper hourglass down there - but never the full, spectacular bosom to top it
all off, she thought.

Until now. Leaving that third button undone, Melanie pulled her dark gray
jacket off the peg and slipped it on. She did it up at her middle, then span
round to admire her reflection one more time. With her waist nipped in and the
lapels bulging out slightly, her bulging tits looked just like delectable
cantaloupes, longing to burst from the restraining bra and jacket. Maybe they
would soon. She swore they swelled just a little bit more as she thought that.

Melanie spun on her toe and clicked out of the ladies' washroom, prowling the
silent corridors like a ravenous leopardess - gripped by that kind of horniness
that demands immediate and total release.

Everyone really had gone home. The six-story building was like some strip-lit
abandoned spaceship. Five p.m., a seething hive; now, Melanie was the only
termite around. There was the security man of course; but she thought of his
smell and his leer and thought...naahh....

Melanie leaned on a desk and sank her shoulders, brooding in a cloud of lust
and frust. The pretty red mouth turned down into a frown, and her fringe
flopped over her left eye.

And with her other eye -

She spied what she she'd been looking for. Right at the other end of the long
open-plan floor - A young man. Perhaps just seventeen - ten years younger than
her. And working late.

She watched him heft the pile of files on to one arm, freeing his other hand to
press the button for the lift. Strong, she thought - I can see his bicep
standing out - hmmm - and that close cropped, sandy brown hair - My fingers
running through that -

The lithe woman's tight quim almost smiled to itself as it smoothed a little
seepage of pussy juice through her inner folds.

"Huhhhnnnn," another involuntary gasp -

In the distance, the lift pinged, the doors opened, the man stepped out of
sight. Melanie would not let this moment pass. Her slender hand scrabbled over
the desk and picked up a pair of long, bright, flashing scissors. And she
sprinted for the elevators.

The lifts were slow, she knew that, but all the same it was a long, long run.
Melanie ran often - but she'd never done it with these massive, heavy jugs.
Three strides in, and despite the tight wire prison of her bra, those big white
mammaries bucked and bounced, almost slamming Melanie in the chin. She didn't
use her free hand to stabilize the boneless fleshy masses - instead, she flung
back her arms as she rushed through, imagining what the sight would look like
to just about any man - absolutely fucking gorgeous. She laughed in delight as
the heaving fat globes jiggled and sprang like basketballs in the confines of
her jacket. Oh, these things were great!

And she barged through the doors of the lift, a second before they closed.

The horny minx, panting from the run, was now face-to-face with the man she
hoped wouldn't let her down. She leaned back on the closed doors and took him
in.

He was indeed well built, but his eyes gave away the shyness that held him
back. He was perhaps an inch shorter than Melanie - as if she cared. The pile
of files was still held precariously on one arm; the other finger was extended
to press a button in the elevator; but of course, he was motionless. Most
seventeen year olds would be, thought Melanie, if a delicious panting twenty-
seven year old burst in on them in a deserted building.

The ravenous female fixed a knowing, smiling eye on the lad's dumbfounded face.
To Melanie's joy, she felt an ecstatic tingle as her body belatedly broke a
sweat after the exertion of the run. The pheromones swirled in the air around
her, drawing the silent youth into the vortex of Melanie's swelling lust.

And still they stood, silently facing one another. He struggled to keep his
eyes on her eyes - and lost the battle. Against his sense of decorum, his gaze
scurried greedily down where it belonged - her heaving, panting, massive bosom.
The rise and fall of the round shapes under the jacket; the disordered blouse;
and in the center, the sheen of moisture forming in that soft cleft -

Melanie broke the silence. Let's start inane to not freak him out too much, she
thought.

"Sorry. I just thought I'd better come and check who are - we've had a lot of
walk-in thefts lately, specially this time of night. You know how it is."

"I'm, umm, I'm a temp. Started Monday this week."

The hot, lustful executive took a step forward, twirling the scissors
playfully. She was close enough now so he could feel her deepening breaths on
his skin. She cocked her head this way and that like a sharp-eyed bird ready to
feed.

"Got any umm - any ID or anything?" she said.

In a second, a red glow burst up the youth's neck and face. Melanie knew he was
too shocked, too wrong-footed, and probably too shy to make the first move.

"I - well - " he attempted. Words sputtered out. Melanie glanced down at his
khaki trousers; a marquee was unfolding itself. The youth attempted to speak
again - and hesitated -

- and the woman struck, darting her head forward and licking the tip of her
tongue along his startled lips before thrusting her pretty pink mouth-rascal
rudely into his mouth. A second of indecision - then the youth's tongue
answered back twofold, pulling a delighted squeal from the depths of the
depraved Melanie as his tongue squirmed back into her face. They turned their
heads this way and that, eating each other. It was just the sort of kiss
Melanie adored - passionate, messy, unrestrained. Her broad mouth gaped wide,
tongues flipped and charged and saliva popped and drooled, sending advance
carnal messages crackling though her body. All over her long, beautiful form,
the messages were obeyed; glands moistened, muscles loosened and tightened -
and in the hot, close atmosphere of the closed elevator, even more sweat pores
burst into life. Without knowing it, the youth took a huge draught of air
through his nose, drinking in Melanie's musky aroma from the air around him.
Those stupendous knockers pressed hard against his torso, exciting him further.

Then the hands went to work. The youth's palms kneaded her sides, then slipped
down and cupped the rounds of her firm backside. He kneaded those two nether
globes through the material of her skirt. Melanie's tight little sphincter
clenched and unclenched in delight.

Melanie's long, graceful fingers dug first into the youth's neck, steering the
sloppy, frenzied kiss - then her right hand dropped the scissors and flashed
down to her real point of interest - the swollen cock-length that lay coiled in
his trousers. She groped eagerly, sensing the dimensions of the thing.

"MMmuuuhhhhhh," he groaned in delight at the rough touch, and as the kiss
writhed and gaped, she drank the sound into her face, letting his lust echo in
her skull. The hand squeezed and rubbed. Needless to say, the young member had
stirred into life the moment she stepped into the lift, and with all the speed
and vigor of youth, it had already inflated to its full size. The woman growled
her appreciation - there must have been ten inches, pressed like a hard spring
into the confines of his briefs.

Melanie broke off from the kiss and took a step back, banging her long back
against the lift doors.

"Now what I - aaaaAAAHHHHHHHh! Oooooohhhhhh!"

Before she could finish the sentence, the youth's hands grabbed her new fat
knockers through her jacket, and crushed them slowly together, relishing their
weight. Flames of desire coursed through Melanie's body, and her head swam in
lustful oblivion for a moment as he pressed her against the doors, kneading her
new womanhood...

"Ooohh...oh that's good.....oooohohhhhhoooo..." the woman gasped, placing her
hands on his, pushing his palms in further. Inside the bra, her nipples jumped
up into ultra-sensitive, one and a half inch cones.

"Ooooohhhhoooooaaa..."

Melanie recovered herself and snatched his hands away. She took a moment to
catch her breath before she spoke.

"Okay. Here's what's going to happen. These tits you seem to enjoy - you're
going to screw them. You're going to fuck right into that cleavage till you
burst. You're going to fucking worship them."

The youth grinned.

"Oh, you like that?" the bawdy female asked, arching an elegant eyebrow.

"Yeah, but - what if someone's around, you know, someone comes..."

"Once only offer. I need it right now. It's here or nowhere."

The youth nodded. His raging carnal needs wouldn't let him do anything else.

"Have you been with a woman before?"

"Yeah - but it wasn't very, you know, not very good, and it was a couple of
years ago and..."

Melanie held a finger to his lips to silence him.

And sank slowly down, squatting on her toes. She picked the scissors off the
floor, fixing her eyes on the tenting bulge in his groin. Slowly, carefully,
she cut into his trousers - all the way round the bulge - then pulled this new
patch away, to reveal a cock and balls straining in a too-tight pair of
underpants. She eyed the little dark patch of precum that had already oozed
from the tip of his fat member.

Two more cuts to the waistband elastic of the undies, and she whipped them
clean away. His vast freckled cock swayed out like the jib of a crane. It was
as big as I thought it was, mused Mel, but in her gropings she hadn't really
appreciated the magnitude of his balls. Thankful to be released from their
confinement, the two wrinkled nut bags dropped and swayed. They were fat and
hairy and promised a lot of messy action to come. Mel pushed another groan from
the young man as she rolled those balls between her thumbs and forefingers -
massaging them so gently, waking the swarming tadpoles pooled inside.

She jerked back her head, and then lunged it forward, devouring four inches of
his swollen crotch-meat in an instant.

"Ahhhhhhhhh! Oh, that's so nice - that's so fucking nice..." whimpered the
youth as the experienced fellatrix drooled, slobbered and sucked over his
sensitized prong of dappled man meat. She really attacked his cock, snapping
her neck back and forth. Melanie's favorite kind of blowjob was passionate and
moist. She was blessed with super-active saliva glands, and they kicked into
action with tremendous verve. In just a few seconds, her pretty mouth was a pit
of hot, sweet lubrication; and the young man was driven half mad with surprise
and desire. She was noisy too; drool bubbled and clicked deliciously as the
crimson O of her feminine lips slipped back and forth. Spit dangled from her
chin and dribbled to the floor, it seeped into the forests of his pubic hair,
it hung in long smiling strings between her mouth and the base of his cock
until the strings broke and fell, adding to the pool of moisture below. She was
lewd, she was disgusting, and he thought he'd died and gone to heaven.

She opened her gullet and took seven inches of him into the depths of her dark
throat. She wondered what it must feel like for him, to have someone do that;
he must feel like he was being utterly enveloped, pulled willingly into a
luscious mouth and down into a woman's soft, deep guts. Veins pulsed and stood
out on the fuselage of his cock. Melanie ran her hot wet tongue over them,
imploring the crimson canals to rise and thicken. Melanie's head movements were
slower and longer now. She shifted from her heels to her knees as she gobbled
more and more of that delicious warm prick. It seemed to widen in her mouth,
growing impossibly swollen, crammed with an insupportable weight of lustful
blood; she opened her wide mouth still more. What a cocksucker I am, she
thought, congratulating herself.

"Gnnnnnaaaaaahhhhh," moaned the youth through clenched teeth, steadying himself
on the walls of the lift, consumed by this ravenous self-made slut. His pelvis
quivered in a spasm of glee. Over and over again, she noisily impaled her
beautiful head on the obscenely jutting growth. Ooh, it felt good.

And Mel released his dick from her craw, leaning back and gasping for air. Her
pretty face was an explosion of spit and slimy precum, radiating from her now
smudged red lips in looping tendrils like she was the recipient of some vast
cum-shot of snotty saliva. A long dangling thread of spit hung between her
lower lip and the tip of his mauler; she giggled and it dropped and fell. The
lad stood still, letting her take the lead. That was what she wanted.

"Okay. You're good and wet now," she whispered.

Though the young man stood in his ruined, gaping trousers, spit-sodden cock
waving in the air, Melanie was still fully clothed. She stayed on her knees;
over the young man's broad chest, she saw his eyed fixed on her huge mounds of
feminine flesh - on the place where they plunged down together, held in place
by her tight silky bra.

Gazing longingly into his eyes, she traced the tips of the scissors over her
lapels, over her disordered blouse - then to her bra, where just a little
bridge held the two parts together; and with one snip the bridge was gone. She
could feel her knockers expand with joy as the grip of the bra slackened. Her
deft fingers undid two more buttons.

Just looking at this sight sent the young man's breathing into deep, horny
gasps. At her waist, a button still held the jacket together; but above it was
an unimpeded, spectacular cleavage, lined by trickles of sweet girl-sweat that
just longed to crammed and ravished.

"Stay still", Melanie commanded.

And rising up on her knees, she gently clasped her left hand on his drool-
smeared ramrod, and introduced its purple head to her voluptuous chest canyon.
She sank softly on her knees - and the sensitive staff slipped wetly into her
sweaty cleft. Then each of her hands cupped a huge, succulent breast, and
crushed his cock with gentle, moist pressure.

"Hhhhaaaa...hhhhuuuhhhh..." stuttered the youth, eyes shut in rapture. Melanie
grinned at this, her first ever tit-fuck.

"Okay," she breathed, "now move if you want to... you can fuck them all you
want...you want these big gorgeous tits don't you...Mmmm...."

And with a grunt he slid his hungry meat into the wet tight gorge, slowly and
deeply. It slithered past her heart, then re-emerged, peeping out of the top,
finally bumping into her chin as his fat, hairy gonads pressed on her ribs.
Melanie had what she always wanted - a length of masculinity, devoured by her
titflesh.

"Hnnuuhh - now give me another stroke - do it again - aaahhhhhmmmmm....."

With a sticky splopping sound, he withdrew his purpling tool from the valley -
then sent it slid it slowly, steadily, right back into the bosom of the
kneeling harlot. Her hands pressed those fat orbs still closer, sending shivers
through the still covered nipples.

" And...again..." she whimpered ecstatically. Steadying himself on the door
with one hand, he roughly grabbed her hair with the other - and, abandoning all
control over his rampaging lust, he flicked his hips up and up with quick
stabs, burying his needy prong over and over again in her voluptuous whoppers.

"AAARRGHhhhhAAA!" the youth roared in delight, eyes tightly clenched.

Melanie reveled in this furious chest worship. Fuck me, fuck my tits, she
implored him with her pressing flesh.

"Wooh!" Melanie yelped, as his furious pumping lunges knocked her back against
the wall. The man felt the wall to steady himself - and pressed the Door Open
button.

The cold metal wall slid away; the two ravenous lovers tumbled through the gap
and landed in a heap on the floor, half in and half out of the door. They
didn't stop the rampaging tit-fuck for an instant - their rampaging passion
drove its spurs still further into their souls -

As they fell back, Melanie's hands flew under the waistband of her skirt and
into her crotch, anxious to knead the streaming nook between her thighs; and as
he straddled her on the floor, balls pressing on her arms, his hands lunged for
those still-clothed knockers, even as his swollen stick lanced between them. He
yanked the jacket lapels aside, tore open the blouse - and finally his hands
grasped the full, fat prizes.

"Ahhhhhh - Jesus!" Melanie yelled in glee as his palms devoured the two-inch
standing cones of her dark nipples, and then mauled the firm weighty tits
below. He was inexperienced, and his grasping was artless and crude - but it
drove her wild, and she writhed below the man as he steamed his pecker into her
bosom over and over again. The purple torpedo of the organ's head appeared and
disappeared as he roared and pumped. As Melanie ground her fingers into her
hair-ringed little clit, she sighed and squeaked with joy; these new breasts
had turned a shy young man into a rampaging fuck-berserker, bent only on his
own release.

"Oooh.... ohhhh...hhohhhh...hohhhh..."

The deepening gusts of breath from the man's extended throat became honking,
donkey-like brays. Each sloppy wet delve pulled him closer to the point of
explosion. Melanie fed off his intensity, cramming her fingers into her pussy
and mewling with pleasure.

"Hooohhhh...hohhhh....HOOHHHHHHHH..."

He oscillated his hips madly, stroking his cock into her flesh harder than
ever. In these last few seconds, blood surged into his member, pumping its
tight skin to insupportably huge dimensions -

"Give me it all - give me it all - " she cried -

"HHYYOOOHHHH!!"

And with a yelling, furious lung-shout, fluids churned through his balls, shot
through the pipes, and transformed his body to pure quivering pleasure as they
fired out of his piss-hole. Melanie gaped her pretty mouth as wide as she could
- but the first javelin of white-hot liquid flew clean over her face, falling
in thick long blobs on the outer strands of her hair.

He twitched his hips again, desperate to bury himself in her skin tunnel even
in the throes of orgasm - and the next wide rope of juice landed in a wet, hot
stripe on Melanie's ecstatic face, from forehead to chin. Pulse after pulse of
sperm leapt from his huge genitals. She was in heaven - her tits had worked to
get all this juice, and she wanted so much she could swim in it.

His cock didn't let her down. Some spurts splashed on to her forehead in thick
question marks. Other, fatter gushes tumbled into her waiting mouth. Some
coated her long, delicate neck in wide ribbons of drooling white. Her whole
upper body was a receptacle for these startling volumes of man-mess.

Just when she thought the flow had subsided, three more thick pumps of goo
leapt in twisting, arcing tentacles, all over the tits and his squeezing
fingers. His gonads gradually drained, his hips slowed down, and his dick
coughed a steady flow of milk into her wet cleavage - and as her magnificent
bosom pulled this final tribute from his cock, Melanie's wriggling fingers
massaged her sodden groin to a gloriously satisfying, shuddering climax. Her
pelvis churned frantically in the air. Deep in her middle, her throbbing womb
felt like it was full of squirming, sparking electric eels.

"YaahhhhhhAAAAAAAAAAA!!"

And the two lovers slithered down in a spent, slobbering heap, still half in
the elevator and half out; utterly depraved, and utterly delighted in their
furious claiming of each other's young bodies. Between gasps, the youth sucked
his own cream off her huge, firm, heaving globes. Melanie sighed in total
satisfaction; her breasts were every bit as spectacular as she had hoped. She'd
be doing this again very, very soon.


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