My fiancé work hard. He in school a lot. I work here, shop cook, clean apartment. Slowly I notice change. He not touch me as much. I worry � I keep self very clean, I dress nice for him. He not as interested. I notice he is distracted a lot. Spending more time in library than ever. I wonder. I worry. Why he not touch me in bed any more? Something is wrong but what. I try to find out. He not talk about it, tell me nothing wrong.
He spend much time in library. Grades slip a little despite much time is library.
One day I follow him to library. I find place I can watch. Not be seen. He sit at table near front of library. He not work. He keep looking around. I not see what he looking for. Just people walking in and out. Then I see! I so blind! He looking at American women! He watching girls walk past!
All day I watch. He talk to many people. He work very little. He watch everyone. Sometime he stare. Very rude. Girls not seem to mind. He seem to know lots of them. I watch several stop and talk.
They laugh and talk. I see one girl. Big American girl, lean over to show him something in book. He stare right down her shirt! She glance up, she see him look! She just giggle, and let him keep looking!
I follow same next day. I find closer place to hide. Now I hear some of what they talk about I hope!
Same thing as day before. I watch him watch American girls. When girl with big, you know, bosoms? She gestured slightly with her hands. When one like that walk by he really look! Lots American girls got real big bosoms They poke out of shirts, they move under sweater. Some girls not wear bra! Very immodest.
Same girl that let him look down shirt last day stop again. She have big, big bosoms! He say "Hello Terri" He stare very rude at her chest. She not mind? No! She smile! She lean over let shirt gape open. She show her big big bosoms to him! On purpose! He look right down shirt like yesterday.
"Boy, you don't mind showing your interest do you?" Terri say, "I think it's so cute! I guess they don't have anything like these where you come from do they? I guess that's why you like to look at my boobs so much," she chuckle.
"You have big, biggest, boobs," he say. How come he talk like that to American girl?
"Sure do! You remember what I told you that day in the stacks, huh?"
"You say F cup." He glance at her face quickly. "You tell me bra is biggest they make!"
"That's right. Glad I stopped growing cause I would have trouble finding a larger bra. And you wouldn't want me to have to go braless would you?"
"I not mind," he say. "Big bosom really nice to look at. And touch!"
"Yeah, well you really made 'em feel good that day down in the stacks! We oughta get together again. You may be real small, but you're real enthusiastic! And the way you sucked these big titties of mine! Makes me wet just thinking about it � and that position you showed me, wow!" She start to blush!
He suck her? I can not believe. Get so mad! What position he show her? Only one position � him on top me on bottom. American girl not know that position? My fiancé spend time with this huge bosomed American girl?
I go home. Cry myself to sleep. In morning I come to work but still so sad. Cry in bathroom. Cry a little at desk. Ms Le Faye ask what wrong. I not want to say. So embarrassed. She bring me tea, taste like home. I cry again. She just so nice. Not ask again. Just give me tissue. Bring me in here. Tell me to lie down.
Fall asleep. Not mean to. Nice dreaMs Wake up. Feel better. Still unhappy about fiancé. But want to make things well... right? Make things right.
Ms Le Faye ask me if I want to talk. This time I say yes. I tell story.
"What do you want to do?" says Ms Le Faye.
I want him look at me like he look at American woman. I little Japanese girl. I not have big American bosom. I have sweet, tight cunny, I have beautiful legs. My hair long and my face pretty. But no bosom.
Ms Le Faye explained that she witch and can help me. I say yes, big yes! I want to start right away!
Ms Le Faye give me necklace with crystal. "Wear it all the time," she say. "You will find that your bosom will grow larger. It may happen slowly, it may be very fast. It may be only a small change, it may be a very big change, it all depends," she say.
I slip on necklace. I follow him to library next morning. I watch as he flirt with American women. I get mad so mad, I feel all hot. My nipples throb all day. When I get home my bosom still tingle. When I look in mirror I see nothing change. But still nipples and bosom pulse and tingle all night. I not sleep well. Just as well he not touch me.
In morning I take shower. Feel same as usual, tingle gone. Washing myself I notice my chest a little puffy. Not bigger. Just puffy.
That day I work. Not watch him. That night we eat out. Very special. Not much money to do that.
He take me special American place. Tell me named after nocturnal bird. Owls? Hooters! Strange place. All waitresses have tight shirts and shorts. He look at waitress all night. She tall blond with so big bosom. Every time she bend down he look! Every time she walk past, he look. He look at other servants. He watch girl at next table. He look at all girls!
When I in bathroom I hear waitress giggle to each other about the boob crazy Japanese guy with the little porcelain doll. They know! I so embarrassed I hide from them in stall. I so mad. Why he not look at me anymore?
I feel throbbing like heart beating real big all over my body. Like last time only more. All night nipples pulse. In morning I look in mirror. I have bosom!
I never have bosom before. Now I have tiny little handful each side! I go to store and buy bra. First American bra. Maidenform, A cup. Have to learn to measure in inches!
Every time I see him stare at woman I get mad. Every time I get mad I feel throbbing and pulsing in chest. Chest grow a little. In two weeks I buy second bra. B cup.
He notice in bed that I'm growing I think. I think he like it? He say nothing. He not notice? Or I not big enough? Two week I have to buy different bra. B cup not big enough now. He must notice now. Month past I have no bosom. Now wearing bra, big bra! Still he not change. All time looking at big American bosoms But we make love twice that week.
He shameless flirt. How come he change so much? In Japan he act polite to me and we make love often. Now he ignore me to flirt with large bosomed American girls even when sitting with me. Every time he do this I get mad. Chest tingle, bosom bigger next day. He flirt, I get angry, feel tingle and throb for hour, two hour. Bosom increase a little.
He not touch me for week.
One morning I dress ,come to work. At lunch I sit with girl from next office. She notice I look different. Tell me I'm putting on weight. She point to jacket buttons pulling at button hole. I never notice before.
"Well honey, at least the weight's going to the right places." She giggle. "Every time I put on a pound it goes to my thighs. You really have a cute figure now. How come you don't dress to show it a little better?"
I dress like always. Wear office clothes. Skirt, Blouse, jacket. All nice, clean. What is wrong with how I dress, I ask?
"Well, honey, you're all covered up! You should be proud of your figure. Nothing wrong with a little advertising! You could get yourself some new clothes. If you want we could go out shopping together this week end. I need to pick up some things. Come on. Girls day out. It"ll be fun! Don't make up your mind now, think it over, let me know.
Next day I have lunch with him at sidewalk cafe. Spend all lunch hour watch him sneak peeks at bosoms I feeling sad but he not notice. I still get angry watching him watch other women! Still tingle and throb. That night I decide to go shopping with Barbara.
We go to mall. Shop for clothes. Try on things. My friend surprise me. In dressing room? she take off sweater? She have big bosom! I had not noticed!
"You have big bosom" I say.
"Yes. I wear a Double D cup bra most of the time." She tell me.
I never notice how big, I tell her.
"Well it doesn't hurt to advertise," she say, "but you don't have to put it on display all the time. I don't like to be interrupted at work with guys coming on to me all the time so I try to minimize my appearance in the office. And once a guy does get an idea of what I look like under my office clothes he uses his imagination no matter how I dress, anyway. But when I'm out trolling for guys, well, that's a different story."
"Trolling for guys?" I ask. Trolling hard word to say!
"You know, honey. When you go to a dance or to a bar with a girlfriend and you want to meet someone and have a good time? It takes a little bait to hook 'em. So I wear a tighter skirt and flash a little leg. Or to really generate some heat with this figure, I wear a tight sweater or low cut blouse. That usually reels them in!" She laughed.
I never been to dance or bar I say.
"Well we can change that, too. Now slip out of those clothes and let's see what you have to work with. You do want to attract a little more attention, right?"
I want him to notice me more I say. He always looking at big bosom American girls. I cover mouth. Not meant to tell my shame.
"Well, honey you got all the right assets," she says as I hang up outer clothes. "You got a great figure. I didn"t think you were so curvy! You really would wow the guys if you showed off that sexy belly of yours! And you got a tight little butt that makes me look like an old woman!" I blush!
"Looks like you might need a new bra soon too, dearie. You're pooching out the sides." It true. I still getting larger, though he never notice.
We try on stuff. I get embarrassed at some things Barbara shows me. I buy short pants. A little tight. Fitted blouse for work. Nice sweater. I look Hot! Barbara says. Girl in mirror look different. My face, but different below. Nice curves. In new clothes, I look all swervey curvey, Barbara says.
"Now you can see how tiny your waist is." she tell me. "And from the back that new dress shows your butt a little. You should wear some tighter clothes. With your figure you'd knock 'em dead. Guys like a tight little body like yours. An old cow like me doesn't stand a chance next to you!"
She laughed. I giggle too. Barbara nice friend!
He not like new clothes! Say they immodest. Forbid me to wear. Take back, he say. I say no. We have big fight. I keep clothes. Buy with my money. Like how I look. Maybe he learn to like it. Maybe he look at me now!
He keep looking at American girls. Still I getting bigger bosoms
He finally notice. I see him watch me walk around apartment. I think he like. We make love. He kiss and fondle. My nipples still so sensitive from all the time throbbing. When he pinch he hurt. I tell him stop, it hurt. He stop.
Do same two nights later. Again next night! Most times in months! I floating on air. Next day Barbara say I look happier. What different? When I tell her she smile. "Good for you, too bad for Harvey."
I look at her. "Harvey?"
"The guy that services the copy machine. He's been looking at you since first time he see you. I caught him jamming a paper clip in the machine. I threatened to report him. He said he was doing it just so he would have to come back. He told me he thought you were the best looking lady he'd ever seen. I told him to leave the copier alone and I"d give him lots of chances to see you. I've called him back about twice a week ever since. I always hoped he'd make a play for you but I guess He's too shy and now
He's lost his chance.
I not believe her. Harvey's so cute! I tell her. He must have girl! Big bosomed American girl like you!
"No. Not me or any other girl I don't think. she tell me.
Barbara and I go shopping again that afternoon. I need new bra. Barbara say if I keep this up I be bigger than her in little while. Clerk offers to help measure for new bra. Barbara send her away. I'll help my friend, she tell clerk.
"To me she says. "Dyke bitch clerks always trying for cheap feel." I think I know what she mean. Clerk hands always clammy. I slip off jacket and blouse. When I turn around Barbara look startled. "Damn girl!" she tell me, "I wasn't wrong. You are really overflowing that bra!" I look.
She right.
Take off bra even though I feel shy. Barbara just smile. "When I was a kid mine pointed straight out like that. Those were the good old days � before gravity!"
She measures me. Says I need double D cup. I put old clothes back on. We go to lingerie section and I pick up Maidenform. Barbara make me put it back. She take me to back of section. Many different kinds. Hard to find double D cup in my size. "You're too slender, Toh" says Barbara. But we find three that are okay. Two underwire, one soft cup demi bra. Pretty lace. Pretty colors.
Barbara tell me to buy sun-dress to go with soft cup bra. I ask why. She tell me "Buy bra, trust me, you"ll see."
I think of fight with fiancé. He finally noticing me! If I buy will he like or be angry? I buy! Try on sun-dress. I shake my head. It fit right across bosom and it show top of my bosom. Nip in at waist. Shoulders almost bare. I look most immodest, I think. Barbara say I look like beautiful flower. When I bend forward I see my bosoms in mirror almost to top of bra! Barbara see what I do and laugh. That'll attract them all right, she tell me.
She bring me arm load of clothes. Every one tight. Or low cut. Or short. Or all together! I buy only little. Three things. Sun-dress. (I look pretty, color make my skin glow!) I buy tight pants � blue jeans fit so tight here, her hand fluttered over her groin, "I think I die of embarrassment. But they feel so good! And sweater thing laces up back. Barbara tell me, "You can't wear a bra with that but it looks so darling on you and with those stand up boobs of yours no one will know. Until you turn around!" We both laugh!
I am so happy when I go home. I tell him I bought new clothes. I dress in sweater thing and pants. Show him. He not say anything. Grunt. Change into sun-dress. Big fight! Immodest, shame him in public.
Tell him; not shame, look pretty. Tell him common to wear in America. He say common for American, not Japanese!
We not in Japan. In America.
I notice something. He look down my dress every time he can. I sit at table across from him. We keep fighting. I lean forward, backward. He watch. He not keep eyes off my bosoms After a while we stop fighting. I keep clothes. Promise only wear sun-dress in apartment.
I make tea. Serve him. Lean over to give him cup. He look. He look. He keeping looking! I feel good! I keep moving saucer, napkin. Stay bent over long long time. He never look away! He see my bosoms in bra. My nipples come out, I feel so...sexy! Like feeling. Like way his eyes follow me. I walk back to kitchen. See him in window reflection. He stare at me as I leave. He watch me like he watch big bosom American girls. I have not lost him to big bosomed American girls. Thank you, Ms Le Faye! Thank you!
We make love that night. He keep fondling my bosoms He pinch. Pull. Twist. He bite nipple! More gentle I tell him. More gentle. He not stop. Pull and pinch all the time until he done. Then fall asleep on top of me!
I not feel good. Bosom hurt. Not like when before. That warm gentle tide roll in and out, tingle, throb. This hurt different. He slip off me, snore.
I go to bathroom. We make love more in week than in several months. He like my bigger bosoms! Why not more happy? Feel bad, bosoms still hurt. In mirror I see bruises on bosom. He twist so hard, not stop. I have marks all over. Hurt. I clean up and go back to bed. He still asleep. I lie in bed. Not sleep. Not happy. Not, not, satisfied. He done. Asleep. Talking in sleep.
I lean over. Talking Japanese in his sleep. "Oh you're so big." He dreaming of me. I smile. "I love your big bosom" he say. I so very happy, he not look at bosoms of American now! "I never see anything so beautiful, Terri"
Terri! Bastard! Bastard! Bastard! I use word I learn from Barbara. He look down dress. He love me many times. He pull and bite and suck. He hurt me and not stop. Now he dream of vast bosomed American girl he visit in library!
He rolls out of bed and away from me. I'm hitting and screaming. Out! Bastard! Out! Chase him out of bedroom! Throw clothes at him! Hit him between legs with shoe I throw. He run out of apartment holding clothes.
I lock door. Set chain. I cry. I hurt all over. Cry for hours! Bastard! Throw his stuff in hall. Cry. Hurt. Bastard! Don't go to work. Don't let him in when he try in morning. Scream at him! Tell him I call police. Bosom hurt. I cry more.
In afternoon Barbara calls. She worry about me. I try to say I'm okay but start to cry. Bosom still hurt.She is knocking on door in few minutes. Barbara very good friend. She see my red eyes. She makes me tea. It terrible tea! But nice thought. She ask what happen. I tell her. She listens. Tells me to pack and move in with her.
"This place is probably in his name. He could have you thrown out if he wanted." She tell me. "Legally. You move in with me honey until you figure out what you want to do."
She helps me pack. Bosom throbbing now. Feels warm. Feelings roll in, roll out like tide.
Live with Barbara now. Her spare bedroom become my new home. He call me at work. I tell him leave me alone. Hang up on him. Do it again.
He come to office. Start yelling at me. I shame him. I his fiancée. I have to go with him now. I say no. He scream at me.
Ms Le Faye comes out of office. She tells him to leave or she will call the police and have him arrested and deported. She threatens to call his parents and tell them what he's done. I not know she speak Japanese! No accent! Much better Japanese than my English.
He try to yell at her. She just look at him. He suddenly quiet. Lose voice! Leaves. Not see again in office.
Bosom still warm and throbbing. Feels good now. Like to feel throbbing and tingling.
Throb and tingle for three days!
I work and still stay with Barbara. Tell her I feel lonely, not know any one. Think of going back to Japan.
Like America but have only her as friend. How do I make friend?
Barbara helps me. "Kid, you got the total package if you only knew it! That hair, those eyes and face? Make grown men cry! Show those legs a little and you"ll have every leg man in the place under your desk! Unusual for an Oriental to have breasts as big as yours, they have really grown! Well, some girls have all the luck and you seem to be one of them."
Not have fiancé, I remind her.
She laughs so hard! "Toh, that's just a matter of time and not much time if you let me help you!"
She show me how to dress. How to dress to show off. How to dress to hide. How to move, how to act in front of men to catch their eye.
"Not that you"ll need much help catching their eye the way you look," she tell me. She show me to walk different. Shoulders back. Show pride.
"If you want to attract attention, you have to move with pride. You have a great body. You are proud of it. Let others know how proud you are of how you look!"
I practice in bedroom. Walk with shoulders back, bosom forward, now. Look in mirror. Practice standing so bosom show more. Look proud Barbara coach me. You have a lot to offer any man! If you want them to know how much you will have to show them sometimes. Not all of the time, but sometimes.
Several weeks Barbara help me practice.
When walk I step heavy on heel, make bosom quiver on chest. Christ, said Barbara, when I do that I shake all over, she show me. Her bosom shake and wobble. My bosom too firm to wobble like hers.
I like feeling bosom quiver, like feeling when I shake bosom and watch in mirror. So big now! Still growing from when throb for three days. When will I stop I wonder.
Barbara tells me I need new clothes.
She is right. We shop. "Now that you are in America," Barbara tells me, "you need to dress a little more like us. You probably shouldn't try for the girl next door look. The mysterious east! that's the ticket. But, honey, could you dress to show off that figure a little more?"
I say I try, yes. I want to have people notice. I want man to look at me and like what he see. I remember nice feeling when he look at me that last night. Bastard! My chest still throbbing some times. Bosom bigger now than day I make him leave.
We shop. I buy almost everything Barbara suggests. Some things sheer. Many things tight or cut low. Some things loose and baggy. Some things what she calls camouflage. I buy Double E bra. Barbara laugh.
"Welcome to the big leagues, kid! She has to explain to me.
Buy bikini. Never own one before. But can not buy one piece to wear. If big enough top too big on bottom. If fit bottom then never be able to cover big bosom. Look most immodest.
I take clothes home.
Practice in mirror how I look. What I look like if I bend over? How I look when raise arms above head. Like having big bosoms Barbara tell me I sure to turn heads and get men excited.
Bosom finally stop throbbing. Miss nice feeling. But worry. All the times I throbbed. After each time I grew. Bosom bigger now than before. How big will I get? Already in big leagues! What next?
Need bigger bra now again. Search every where. Need G cup. Very hard to find. Get only one I find in store. Clerk say it shipping mistake and lucky to find. Not get same any more she tell me. I still growing I think. What will I do if/when I need a new bra?
Not have much time to worry. Barbara takes me to nice place for drinks in new clothes. "First time out of the chute, lets not get crazy." she tell me. She explain chute to me. "I'll dress to kill. You dress to wound, and we"ll have some fun. If you get nervous just let me know and we'll leave. But we have to stay at least thirty minutes!
Night we go out I wear brand new bra. Week old G cup too small! New one come from mail order store. No one in town have one to fit my small body and large bosom.
We sit down a table. Nice music. Guy in corner looks at us. At me! I pluck Barbara's arm. Want to leave! She sees him. "No, kid. I told you. Half an hour. Give it half an hour. Besides, he's just admiring the view!" She leaned over the table to reach the candle and I say his eyes follow her bosom. "See. Told ya so." She giggled.
Have one drink real slow. I relax. No one attacks us. But lots of guys look at us. Particularly Barbara. Her dress cut low enough in front everyone can see top half of bosoms "This dress has a real nice decolletage," she said when she put it on. Had to explain to me again. I not show bosom but wear tight jeans with baggy sweater. Jeans feel good when walk. When sit!
We stay half hour. Barbara talks to a few people she knows. They say, "Hi." Look at me, smile, look at Barbara, smile. We chat, have nice talk. Hour passes. Two hours.
"Oh, there's Harvey." Barbara waves to him. "Harvey? How's the copy repair business? Find that nasty paper clip yet?" She teases him. He blushes. Says hello to me.
"Please join us for a moment," says Barbara. Harvey sits down. He talks with Barbara. But is looking at me. My eyes. Not my bosom. Not looking at Barbara's bosom either! Just my eyes! Feel warm. Different warm. Nice. Say a little. Not much. He leaves in a few minutes.
Barbara gives big sigh. I almost reach to catch bosom � it almost fall out!
"You kids are going to be tough! The boy is crazy about you. You like him too, I think." I nod shyly. "Well why don't you say something to him? I felt like I was holding up both ends of the conversation while you two made puppy eyes at each other! Sheesh! Come on. Lets get home. That's enough for the first night. Did you have fun?"
I nod. We had been there three hours!
From then on I wear new clothes. Men say hello. Visitors to office stay to chat. Make lots of new men friends. Go on a few dates. Most guys just want to hold big bosoms Not see them second time if not able to look at my eyes.
Buy new bra.
"Still growing? Barbara asks. "You're cups are as big as mine! On your frame they look immense!
One day Harvey comes to visit office. Not work. Visit. Says he was on campus in other office, wanted to say hi. We chat. He asks me to lunch. I have great time. He is so nice. He notice my bosom but not stare. Just glance. Look in my eyes. Talk about me. Talk about him. Late back to work. Tingle all over when he touch my hand.
We go out on dates after that. He make me laugh. Treat me so nice. Open door, hold coat. I wear tight sweater on one date. See him stare in reflection and gulp. But he look me in eye. Hold hands. Talk. A lot. Every time he kiss me good night I get tingle to my toes!
Have to buy new size bra. Still growing from three day tingle and throb. "Slow, but steady," Barbara tell me and laugh.
Barbara talks to me one night. "When is Harvey going to make his move?" she asks. I think he has house, I say. Barbara explain. I never learn American! "You like him don't you?"
"Oh so much. He treat me nice," I tell her, "he hold door..." she stop me.
"I know all about it, you've told me plenty of times. You're giddy like a school girl after each date! All right then. So he is shy and too timid to make a move. When are you going to make your move?"
"Not right I do that" I say.
"You're in America now. Land of the Free. Home of the women's movement. If you want him you may have to encourage him some.
I try. I wear cutest outfit. When he kisses me good night I hold on real tight. Real close. Closer than ever before. He like me. I know. He kiss so good. I press my big bosoms against his chest! Feel so good. Nipples come out. I press hips against him. Tingle so much, feel warm all over! He say good night! Bastard! But so nice!
I go in and talk with Barbara. Tell her all. "When you kissed did he get excited," she asked. "Did he get hot?" She explain. Stupid language. I tell her I not know. He always carry something in pocket so I not feel his maleness. Barbara give me quick lesson on words.
I try again when she tell me to. "I press my bosom ... my tits against him. I slide my ... cunt against his leg. I can't feel his ... prick. He carries flashlight in pocket so I feel that, not prick."
Barbara just stares at me. "Toh," she says gently, "how big was your fiancé's dick? Show me." I show her. She not believe me. "Show me again," she say. I do.
She chuckle. I look at her. She start laughing. I not understand. She laughing now harder. Harder. I start to get angry. Why she laugh at me?
Start to leave table. She grabs my hand. Stops laughing. Catches breath.
"Honey, you better sit down. Toh, if what you showed me was the truth then he had the smallest dick I've ever heard of. I bet that flashlight in Harvey's pocket gets some pretty rough handling once he gets home!" She starts to laugh again.
Can it be? We never talk about it but he seemed so proud of his. But Harvey felt many times bigger through his pants. If it was his cock. I not sure I believe Barbara. But she has seen many. I have seen one.
Next date I say. Next date I find out. You help me choose clothes?
"Sure kid. You're gonna dress to kill huh?"
You betcha! I say in best American I can.
Barbara tell me that I need to dress to attract Harvey. "He already likes you a lot so it won't be hard to do that. But He's as shy as you are. Are you willing to take charge and not let him slip away?" I tell her big yes!
We look through closet. Barbara pick out clothes. Put on, take off, try different. Like dress up party when a child. But woman. See in mirror have big, big, big bosom and smile in eyes!
Wear small panties. Wear stockings and garter belt. Feel so warm when look in mirror. Try on newest bra. Barbara just shake head when see it. It have seven hooks in back.
"You've grown so big, so fast. I can't believe it." She say. "When we first met you had no tits to talk of. Now you have the largest breasts I have ever seen. And they look even bigger on you 'cause your so short and slender. Yet they don't seem to cause you any discomfort at all. And you move like a gazelle, despite their size! You look so elegant. I've never seen anything like you!" She hold up one of my old bras. "You know, I can't fit your old bra around my chest and yet my boobs get lost in your cups! Just amazing," she laugh.
"If I was Harvey I'd be all over you," Barbara tell me. "He must be made of stone to not have tried to take you to bed so far! Well let's see if we can gild the lily some with these clothes.
I decide to wear short sleeve ribbed knit top under fringed vest top. Have on newest bra, cut low, bosom show over top of bra, big cleavage. Panties cut high on hips, Stockings and garter belt. Tight skirt, short. Vest top tie together over bosom, make me look a little smaller than really am. Check mirror. Never look so hot! Harvey want me tonight for sure!
We go out for dinner. He smile so nice at me. He look in my eyes. I see him look at big bosom few times. He like, I know. He still shy. I must try to take charge.
I ask him to show me how to dance American. We go to small dance place. Very loud, dark and bright at once. We dance every dance. When fast dance my bosom move a lot despite new bra. Can feel bosom shiver and quake in cups. Vest fringe bounce everywhere. Every one see. He look some. Other men look a lot!
When slow dance comes he want to sit down but I make him stay. I hold him close. Like I see others do. Have to reach up to put arms around neck. Bosom press on him hard, hard. Love feeling nipples get hard and press against him. Warm flesh press out of bra against him. Feel his stomach against my breasts
Feel him against my stomach. Feel like flashlight. Barbara tell me it must be his penis.
Maybe I hope not! So big it feels!
When we get back to apartment I ask him in for tea. He come up. In apartment I take off vest. His eyes get very round. He never before see me in such tight sweater! Fabric stretched so tight! See bra outline through sweater, I know. It is why I wear it! So he see how big I am and want me. He look. I feel warm while he look at me. Not want to move. Just let him look! Feel nipples start to press against bra and sweater. Hold arms, shoulders back. Feel warm inside and between legs while he look!
He hangs up jacket. I make tea. Hard to concentrate while nipples hard and tingle! I feel wet between legs!
I serve tea. Rub his back. His shoulders so tight. Work hard to dig fingers in to tight muscles. I make sure I rub bosom on back of head and shoulders as if mistake. No mistake!
We talk a little. He still make my big bosom warm with caressing of eyes. So different from him and other men. Not rude. Gentle. Talk to me. Look at me. Also look at bosom but bosom as a part of me! So nice. So warm. Want him to take me in arms.
He too shy. I take his hand.
"Do you like me?" I ask.
"Very much," he say.
"I like you," I tell him, "a lot. Would you rub my shoulders? I'm tense too!"
He say okay. Gentle touch. Not rub hard.
I tell him harder. More, please too!
He do good job then. Know he feel bra under sweater. When his hands cup top of shoulders fingers almost reach to top of bosom. Big hands! Long fingers! Nice, strong hands. He rub neck. So good. I sigh. He work more. I not realize I moan till I hear it.
Finally he stop and sit next to me on couch. I kiss his cheek. I kiss his soft mouth. He kiss back. I tease his ear with my tongue. He laugh, try to pull away. I squirm into his lap. He very excited! He tell me it time to leave. I not want to let him up!
I cry. He startled. Put arms around me.
"Why?" he ask, why do I cry.
"Because you do not like me," I sob. "You want to leave. I want you to stay."
"But Toh," he say "if I stay, I might do something bad."
Go would be bad, I tell him. Stay would be good. You know how much I like you. I want to be better friend I tell him. I see you look at me I say. I think you like me. Like my body. Maybe I wrong. Maybe you not like big bosom. I sorry. I wish not so big if you not like. Not fair."
Harvey take my chin in his hand. He look in my eyes. Tell me "I like you more than any one else I've ever known. I'm crazy about you. I don't want to hurt you like your ex-fiancé.
You know?
"Just a little that Barbara told me. She said he was a crude, selfish guy that only liked girls that have big, um." He hold hands in front of chest. Blushed. "I don't want you to think that is the reason that I like you. I've liked you since I first saw you."
I tingle a little. Tell him I like him, too. Don't mind you look at me. Feel warm when see you looking. Make me throb a little I tell him. Like feeling.
Like having big bosoms I say. Wish you like big bosoms too I tell him shyly.
"I have no idea if I like big, um, ah." He cup hands again in front of chest. He not say bosoms or any of many words Barbara teach me? Shy boy. "I like you, Toh, I liked you before all this showed up." He gesture at sweater.
"I have never seen anyone as big as you!" He tell me.
I squirm on lap. "Never know any one as big as you either! I laugh. Couple of big people we are. We laugh together!
I take his hand. Put it on my sweater. He stop laughing. Stare at hand. Not move. He look at me. Look at hand on bosom. Lick lips.
I squeeze both my hands over his. Press his hand into me very tight. Nipple press into his hand. Look in his eyes. You find out if you like big bosom! I whisper to him. I want you to know if you do. He squeeze a little. I sigh and let eyes half close, watching him look at me. Oh, so warm now.
He stroke all over my bosom. He squeeze one. He squeeze other. He use both hands and squeeze together. He kiss me as he holds nipple that is pressing out through bra and top. Gentle, gentle. I feel still warmer.
"Can I..." he stop. I look at him, "Could you... "he starts again. "Would you take, um?"
"You want to see me without top?" I ask.
"Yes! he say
"You ask me. Maybe yes maybe no."
"Toh," he say. "Would you please allow me to take your top off so that I can look at your big bosom in the lovely bra that you are wearing." He ask so formal! I laugh with delight.
"Yes please!" I tell him. "I want to show you. I want you to look."
He start to draw sweater up from within skirt. He pull it up to bottom of ribs. Put your arms up in air, he tell me and when I do he pull off sweater in one big pull.
I watch him watch my bosom as it quiver in big cups. He lick lips.
"Wow," he says. "You are even bigger than I thought." I glow with pleasure as I watch him look. Tingle feeling even bigger.
Slowly he lift hand. Touch right shoulder. Trace with finger, down strap to top of cup. Along top of cup down between breasts, to where cups meet. Up other cup to strap. Down outside of cup to where cup meet band and down to bottom of cup. Can't see hand but feel him trace back across body to other cup and back up outside of that cup.
He take both hands, squeeze breasts together. Rub nipples thru bra. Put head near chest and trace top of cups with tongue. Push finger in and out between cups. Lick from between breast up to neck. Tickle my ear with tongue.
It feel so good! I touching his shoulders, arms Move in lap. I feel his hardness.
He nibble on nipples through bra cup, nip with teeth. I groan. Feel so good, so gentle not hurt, just feel so good.
He open hooks in back. Eight hooks. Takes him a while, hear him curse under breath, I giggle but not help. He slips off bra, kissing exposed flesh. Pinches nipples when they are exposed and then kisses them to make them feel good. Sucks on big pointy nipples! Feel so good I have little death just from that!
He look startled but pleased. Keep caressing me, feeling me, licking me. I hold his head in hands and kiss him as hard as I can. Hold head to bosom and shake shoulders back and forth. Barbara tell me boys like this and Harvey does! He grin like maniac while I press one then another big bosom to his face. Faster, harder till I am slapping him with both breasts. Stop after a few minutes. He just hold big breasts to face and kiss and suck all over. Feel so good. Love to look at him sucking on big breast. Breasts feel like they swelling up! Ache with good feeling!
He ask me to stand up.
I do. I look down through large bosom cleavage at him. He look at me hard. Feel tingle in cunny, but start to feel shy. Cover bosom with hands. Hands not cover much, just nipples and part of tips of bosom.
Remember Barbara tell me, "be proud of your body, you can drive a guy crazy with what you have to offer him."
I am proud! Watch Harvey look at me. See look in his eyes. He lusting for me. Want me so bad! His lap have big bulge in it. See him adjust. Flashlight must hurt!
I decide to take matters into my own hands. Decide to try some things I practice in mirror. I take nipples between finger and thumb. Twist, pull, while looking at his eyes. Run small hands over breasts, underneath, around sides. Show how large bosom is with small hands. He watch every move. I am so wet!
Toh, he say, please turn around for me.
I pivot slowly. Run hands up and down rib cage. Show him how I look from side. Bosom stick out so far! Hear him gasp when I lift hands to release my hair from bun. Realize that bosom lift and project even farther with arms up! Keep arms up as I turn my back to Harvey.
Christ, Toh, he say. You show more tit from the back than most women do from the front! I smile at him over my shoulder. Smile. You like Toh's body? I ask. Like vast bosom? Shake chest a little so bosom swing left and right showing more on each side as they swing back and forth. Feel good. Cup bosom in hands to stop movement. Feel so good. Nipples stick out so far!
Oh hell yes, he say. I have never seen anything like you! You are so slender and small. Your butt is so small and tight! My hand can completely cover one of your ass cheeks! I can almost touch my fingers together around your waist! I can easily encircle your upper arm with my thumb and forefinger.
I now facing him. Pull shoulders back with hands on hips. Bosom point out! Slowly I rock shoulders. See his eyes follow my big nipples!
He look in my eyes. You're a little porcelain doll. A delicate little doll with the biggest tits I could ever imagine. No! Bigger! Even in my most fantastic dreams I could not have imagined a girl built like you. So slender, so petite, yet with breasts that defy description. Immensely huge and shapely. Large yet buoyant.
He have such a hungry look in his eye! I feel I'm melting inside!
I cup hands under bosom and lift. When I let go it take long time for breasts to stop moving. We both watch whole time. I grab big handful of nipple and breast, rub up and down against each other. See Harvey lick lips. I smile and lick lips at him!
He shift in seat. Must be uncomfortable with big flashlight in pocket. Ha ha!
I lean over, put hands on his knees and push outward. Get on knees between his legs. Bosom touch leg on each side as I reach for belt. Harvey get tense. Are you sure he ask me? Never so sure of anything I tell him.
Take off his shoes and socks. Caress feet. Big feet! Is it true about big feet? Must find out. I unbuckle belt. Lower zipper. Big lump in pants! Can it be him? Never know so big!
I lean up and kiss his soft mouth. So hard we kiss. Bosom press in lap feel warm hard rod on bosom. It move! I want to see it!
Pull back and sit on haunches while pull off pants. White shorts have huge bulge! Never imagine so big. I think too big maybe.
Gently I stroke bulge from tip to base. It so thick. Warm. It twitch and move as I stroke.
Gently, slowly, I lift waistband of shorts. I pull down until I see the tip of Harvey"s penis. It gleam in light. Shiny with moisture.
Pull down more to see all of head. So large! I think. Much bigger than his. Look big as fist to me! Look up into his eyes, he watching me. I give timid smile. So big! I look back, see new drop on very tip. Lean forward and touch drop with tongue. Barbara tell me guys like to get head. I never do for him but want to try for Harvey if he like. As tip of my tongue touch drop and lick it up he groan and grasp my head.
"Careful there, honey, I'm right on the edge and if you're not careful I'm gonna blow off in your face."
I look at him. Say, if you like that, I like that too.
"Well I might like it some other time but not the first time I'm with you."
Alright I say. And look back at his dick. Another drop on top. Pull waistband down further, see shaft , keep pulling shorts down. See another inch, another inch. Where it stop? More and more I see. Where it end? Finally pull shorts down to his knees.
Harvey have biggest penis! Both hands not enough to hold all of it I think. And so pretty, pink and red. See blue veins under skin where shaft and head meet. So large, so nice. But I'm afraid that I not be able to take it into the wetness between my legs.
I reach out and touch shaft, hear him take quick breath. Hold penis with one hand down low. Reach with other and place above first. Tip of penis still can be seen. Hand just able to reach around shaft to touch fingers. So warm, and so hard.
Push hands up, down. Big drop form on tip. Harvey groan deep in chest. Push up and down again.
"Oh honey, stop!" he say. "You have me right on the edge. If you do that again I'm going to come." I know what he mean, Barbara tell me words. Harvey face all red and sweaty. He look desperate at me.
"Watching you sitting there between my legs, those huge boobs of your quivering and shaking while you handle my prick is too exciting. I'm afraid I'm going to come."
I stroke up and down one more time. His legs shake and he cries out!
"Look out. I'm coming! I'm coming!" I feel penis swell in hands, see huge fountain from head of penis, happen again, Harvey is coming all over while I hold penis in hands. I stroke up and down. His face all twisted up and his eyes looking at me. I love to see look on his face!
Feel another pulse in hands. Keep stroking. Up. Down. He still coming more. Another pulse, weaker. Just ooze over fingers. I keep stroking. Love to see him like this. Feel pride! I do this to him! Fingers all covered with ooze.
Always before he come in my cunny and I wash out after done. Never see man orgasm before. So much! On hands, his stomach, up on chest! Even some on my bosom! I giggle!
It all over! Giggle again. Look at hands. All covered.
I bring hand to mouth. Lick and taste. Not really like taste but see spark in Harvey's eyes as I do this so I lick all clean. Love to see look in his eyes. He just sitting there trying to catch breath. He looks so tired. I lick semen off my bosom and use finger to carry from where I can not reach to my mouth. Look in his eyes is so hot!
Still watching him I lean forward and use tongue and fingers to clean him all up. He still breathing like running and watching me with grin all over face.
"God," he say," that was so good. Sorry I just couldn't hold off. You are too sexy!"
"That okay," I say," we try again tomorrow."
"Tomorrow?" He laugh. "We'll try again in a few minutes. Now that you've had your fun, it's my turn!" and saying this he slide out of chair.
Gently he raise me to my feet. He lean over, kiss me so softly and gentle. I have taste of him on mouth. He not mind! I start to melt. Feel tickle of his chest hair on my breast tips. Lean into him a little more. It so good to have his hands cup my face and to rub against him. Skin so smooth!
I not notice when but he unzip my skirt and it fall to floor. He gently push me into chair in his place and look at me.
"God," he says, "you look so good. Good enough to ... " he not finish sentence but push my legs apart and slides down to his knees between my legs.
Hot look on his face as he looks up at me from between my thighs. I start to put hand over cunny but he stop me. Put my hand on my bosom.
"Just keep your hands to yourself," he says and grins at me!
He kiss my thigh. Kiss my other thigh. Caresses thighs with hands. Run hands up from ankle to thigh. Over top of thigh onto hips and stomach. Reach up and caress my big bosom. Pull and twist my nipples a little.
He puts hands back on my legs. And stroke me gently.
"Now it is my turn!" he say.
He gently start to pull panties off. Kiss my stomach, I feel flutter inside.
He kiss belly button and I feel tongue dart out to tease me. Tickle so nice. His tongue follow panties as he pulls them lower and lower. Finally he lean back and pull them all the way off. I try to press legs closed but he still between them and I can not. Never have had a man look at me like this. So close between my legs.
He put face so close. I feel breath on my cunny. I feel him touch me there with gentle fingertip. Now tongue! Never do this before. Tongue feel all slippery and wet, make me squirm! Feel his breath. Tongue lick up and down my cunny, trace my lips up and down. Feel soft and nice. I am excited and a little nervous. I do not think I taste good but he not seem to mind.
His arms move under my legs, bring hands up onto stomach as he pulls me toward him a little more. Mouth press tight to cunny as his hands play with stomach, move up to press and caress big bosom. My hands twitch on nipples sending a thrill down to meet the thrill his tongue is making inside me. In side me! His tongue is inside me! and doing marvelous wonderful things.
I start to feel strange feelings, like little death but stronger. His tongue is everywhere in me! His hands are squeezing my breasts. I look down. I cannot see him. Big bosom and his hands in way. I feel so excited. Toes clench and loosen. Whole body start to clench and loosen, clench and loosen. He move tongue up out of cunny to top of slit and lick me right on top of man-in-boat. No one ever do this before! Feel so good. So good. I am whining and groaning as his tongue flick over clitoris so fast. As he slow down and press harder with hot warm hard soft tongue I orgasm. Stomach clench. My hands jump to back of his head and pull him into me while legs try to wrap around his back. His hands continue to pluck and caress my nipples and bosom. I never feel like this with him. So good, start to cry with pleasure. Tears roll down, stomach still clenching, pulling my head and shoulders up off chair. I can just see over bosom. He has eyes closed and is still licking and stroking with tongue fast, slow soft hard all at once. Amazing! Feel like I am really dying. Can not breathe.
Finally slump back in chair, out of breath. Never so good I think. Harvey still softly licking and caressing. Helping me get used to feelings.
I just lie there. Not able to move, feel so melty inside. This is big new feeling!
"Toh, honey, are you all right?" Harvey asks.
I chuckle, laugh a little. "Never feel so good," I tell him. I pull him up to me and kiss him. I not mind my taste on his mouth, either!