The Rescue

The Rescue.

By HorseRadish.

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This is a piece of erotic fiction.�� If you are under 18, then please don�t read it.� If you are offended by nudity, sexual situations or spilled biological fluids, please don�t read.�

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�� Gwen stretched out on the couch.� It was her first day off in weeks, and she was not going to get off the couch.� She scratched her belly and noticed how her bra was indenting in to her breasts.� Her period must be starting.� Her boobs always puff up when she is� �droppin� ovum.�� She got up and went to the medicine cabinet for the pills.� She noted that she didn�t feel the normal cramps.� For that she was very grateful.�� She threw a shirt on and fell in to the routine of picking up sanitary napkins, movie rentals and gallon of chocolate ice cream.� Her cycles made her half mad for chocolate.�

�� She locked the apartment door and accidentally spun in to her new neighbor.�� She was almost knocked to the ground.� The neighbor kindly grasped her, preventing a perilous fall.� She felt the strong hands wrap around her upper arms.� She gazed up at her rescuer and felt a throb of unrequited lust pulse through her.� She swallowed hard and giggled at her own clumsiness.� His calm eyes disquieted her.� She pretended that her disorientation she felt was due to the accident.�

�I�m so sorry, I didn�t know you were there.�� She nervously stated.

�Are you ok?� You seem a little unsettled.�

�I�m ok.� I hit my funny bone.�

�I�m a paramedic, let me get my kit and check you out.�

His voice was professional, as was his manner.� She felt her body sway under his presence.

�Ok.� She said meekly.� She opened her door and sat on the couch.� She noticed that her bra was hurting her.� She peeked in the neckline of her shirt and saw her breasts were now pouring over her bra.� She gently prodded her left breast and felt firmness, a resistance.� He stepped in with his kit and started to take her pulse.� He noted that her heart was racing.� She felt another pulse of desire at his touch.� Her breasts suddenly swelled above and out of her bra.� She could not stand the binding, so she sat back and let the straps slide over her shoulders, releasing her burgeoning tits.� Her shirt shifted as two round cantaloupe-sized boobs pulled it tight across their equatorial centers.��

�� He stopped and stared as the poor woman leaned back and grabbed the couch cushions.� Her chest was increasingly binding the shirt, pulling the fabric away from her shoulders and neckline.� The sides of her breasts had stretched the material so that it became translucent.� Her belly was exposed to the naked eye; She felt the hot agony of lust as the open air brushed her bare skin.�

�Give me�.� She commanded softly.

�What is it you need?� He replied.

��Your cock!� she moaned loudly.

His eyes locked with hers.� He slowly undid his belt as his manhood tented his underwear.� She sighed and shoved her sweatpants down her legs.� The seams of her shirt audibly strained as she continued to swell.� Her breasts were now the size of basketballs, squashed together by the shirt.� Her nipples pierced the air.�� He grabbed the surgical scissors and gently cut the shirt off.� With each inch of the cut, the breasts splayed out further, jiggling.� The shirt was completely cut in half.� She whined as her bare breasts were exposed to the chilled air.

�Thank you, I was having trouble breathing.�

�I�m glad to be of service.��

He kneaded her breasts, feeling how soft and resilient they were.� He could not hold out much longer.� She moaned even louder.��

�Do it.� She said.

He dropped his pants and underwear and gently slid his penis in to the hood of her vagina.� Gently grasping the trunk between her fingertips, she slipped the sensitive hood in to her vagina.� He felt the tightness of a woman who�s been lonely for too many nights.� For such a lovely woman, he felt a mixture of sadness and surprise.� He grunted and pushed in to her chamber.� She felt herself being stretched out.� Her body experienced a delicious surge, as she never felt more fully packed with a man.� It was a wonderful ache.�

�� They thrusted towards an apex of an orgasm.� She moaned and cried.� She felt the warmth of her belly spread through her body.� Her thoughts melted as she fell in to piercing bliss. He felt his groin begin the expulsion of cum, and pushed himself against her.� Her breasts were coated with sweat and slipped around his chest as he held her tight.� She felt the final swell of his cock stretch her even further.� Each could hear the terse breath of the other as they wrapped tightly around the other.�

�� Within the afterglow, she realized that her body had committed hormonal mutiny.� She had no reason to complain.� She held the mans head between her mountainous breasts.� He slept as she stroked his dark hair.� Her sweet paramedic came to her rescue.� She loved a man out of uniform.

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