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I've always been proud of my body. At 38 I'm 5'8", 156 pounds and have always
been thin. It seemed most of my weight was centered in my breasts. I once tried
to weigh my boobs and figured they were about 14 pounds each. They are the only
out of kilter part of my body. I do love having huge tits but wish they weren't
so long. They hang to a few inches above my crotch and should be broader for
their length. I suppose that as the rest of me is on the slim side I would need
to put on more body weight for them to be symetrical with their length. They
hang about six inches past my elbows and d**** out to the sides so that they are
visible from behind. When I lean slightly forward, or roll my shoulders forward
they do hang pretty much straight down with the bottoms about even with my
pussy. If I lean back they flow over my hips. The aureole are about four inches
across with nipples that are 3/4 inches in diameter and lie flat on my breast.
When excited the aureole creep out to about eight inches across and swell away
from the surface about 1/2 inch. The nipples broaden to about an inch in
diameter and stick out not quite an inch. When aroused the lower part of my
breasts are completely covered by the aureoles.
The rest of my body is quite nice with flaring hips and long straight legs. I
have a rather hairy bush but that can be trimmed if I need to. As I don't wear
swimming, suits that hasn't been required, until recently. I have 20 year old
twins away at college. Giving birth was a piece of cake, they seemed to slide
right out. Most of my life has been just as easy in a normal straight forward
fashion. Their father is long gone and my life is pretty routine. I enjoy a
masturbatory sex life and use boob play as fore play. I love to fondle, cup,
swing and tug on my breasts.
Recently a single man in his mid twenties moved in next door. He is nothing to
write home about and my only hope is that he is quiet. He proved to be so,
keeping to himself. However it did waken some need inside of me apparently as I
began to long for something more. I found myself more frequently in need of
sexual release. I started masturbating by using vegetables as surrogate cocks.
I started out with carrots, eventually searching out the largest I could find.
One day I needed something more. I had been fucking myself with a large carrot
and it just wasn't enough. I decided to run down to the market and get
something more satisfying.
I normally dress conservatively to de-emphasize my breasts. This day I wanted
to free myself of past restrictions. Without cleaning up I pulled on a tight
teeshirt and a pair of shorts. When I checked myself in the mirror I knew I
couldn't go out in public like this. My boobs were clearly highlighted,
shifting and swaying as I moved around. As I shook my shoulders to watch my
boobs flop around under my shirt my nipples started to expand. I could see the
dark plates of my aureole spread across the bottom of my tits and my nipples
start to push out the fabric of my thin tee. Somehow it was even more sensual
than watching myself when nude. I had to go out exposed like this. An
overwhelming sexual drive was forcing me on. I wanted to grab my boobs and rub
and fondle them in front of a crowd of people. With rising arousal I tore
myself away from the mirror and ran out to my car. My tits were literally
flopping around flying out until they splayed under my arm pits and then bashing
into each other in the center of my chest. I loved the feel of their wild
flinging, the tugging as they flew out and then to mash together again. I could
feel my back being pulled and my body being jerked slightly in tempo with the
action of my breasts. I felt a wild abandon as I jumped into my car and tore
off for the store. I did start to calm down as I drove and by the time I parked
my car in the lot I was starting to get second thoughts. None the less I
steeled myself to go in. I walked straight to the produce area and selected a
huge Italian cucumber. It was way over a foot long and an inch and a half in
diameter. As I started to walk up to checkout I thought that it would be
obvious what I wanted to do, so I grabbed a few unneeded items and left. As I
walked out it was all I could do to stop myself from running out to my car.
When I finally got in the car I was once again in a highly aroused state. So
much so that I had to wait for a minute until I calmed down. Finally I started
the car and tore home.
I rushed into the house throwing off my clothes. I ran into the kitchen with
that wonderful feeling of my boobs flying around. I quickly washed off the
cucumber, grapped the olive oil for lubrication and sped into the bedroom.
Taking a few deep breaths to calm myself down a little bit I started to reach
for the oil when I realized I wouldn't need it. I started to rub the end of the
cuke over my large vaginal lips. I would draw its length along my clitoris
feeling a quaking in my thighs as I did this. Finally I held it in front of my
vagina and started to work it in. My juices had actually lubricated my outer
lips and the cuke started to slide in. Making a quick adjustment for the proper
angle it then slid in almost effortlessly. I couldn't believe how easily it
went in but there was no mistaking how it felt. It seemed that my thighs
extended into my body alongside my vagina and were being pushed aside by the
advance of the cuke. There was an extra dimension to my body, a part of me that
had been lacking and was not fulfilled. I had slid it in an easy six inches and
then stopped and let it sit there just experiencing the feeling. Slowly I
started to slide it in and out. I felt it penetrate deeper as I worked it.
Shoving it in as deeply as I could I felt it bump up against my cervix. I
grabbed it right at the beginning of my vagina and pulled it out. I had stuck
it in a full eight inches!
I started ramming it in and out, feeling my thighs turn to jelly and bouncing it
off my cervix. I found this particularly stimulating with only minor
discomfort. The discomfort of running it into the back of my pussy was nothing
compared to the pleasure. When my orgasm hit it was with unexpected speed. All
of a sudden my legs staightened out under incredible tension and the muscles at
the opening of my vagina clamped and spasmed on the cuke. For what seemed like
forever my legs shook as wave after wave of climax swept over me.
I withdrew the cucmber and almost had another climax. I had to see what this
looked like so I got up and placed a full length mirror at the foot of the bed.
I laid back down with my legs spread and my knees drawn up. My cunt lips were
swollen and hanging out about an inch! I rammed the cuke back in and could hear
the churning of my juices. Staring at myself in the mirror I pulled it out and
slowly brought it up to my face. It was glistening with my juices and a drop
was forming at the end. I tentatively stuck out my tongue and licked off the
drop. It was the first time I had tasted myself and it was mindblowing. I
didn't think that the taste could be bottled and sold, but it was wonderful.
The end was fairly pointed and I wanted to make it blunter. I bit off the end
savoring my juice. Then I stuck the blunt end back in my pussy. It made me
feel even fuller. It also increased the feeling of banging into my cervix.
After a few long strokes while watching myself in the mirror I was rocked by
another huge orgasm. As I watched myself I realized I was moaning, something I
had never done before or at least hadn't realized I was doing. As before this
orgasm seemed to go on forever. Finally I laid there with my legs shaking
involuntairily and my pussy twitching.
I thought back over the last couple of hours and how wonderful it had been. I
realized one of the most exiting parts had been exhibiting myself. As I drifted
off to sleep I sensed that that was something I would do again. When I awoke
next morning I heard my new neighbor go out on his back deck. I knew this would
be a way of exhibiting myself. After running a number of scenarios of how I
could display myself through my mind I decided that sunning myself in the
backyard would let me control who would be able to see me. I could arrange it
so that just the new neighbor would have a view. The big problem was that
unless I was ready to lay out nude I had nothing to sun myself in. I hadn't
had a swimming suit in years. Well, all I could do is run out and get one.
After taking a shower I left for the mall. I didn't dress revealingly like
yesterday, although it was tempting. As I looked through the suits one caught
my eye. It was a very brief yellow thong bikini. I thought why not and snuck
into a changing room to try it on. Forget it! The cups didn't even begin to
cover my breasts. They did not even cover much of my aureoles unless I pulled
it way up, and then my boobs were just about to fall out the bottom. If I did
position it to contain my breasts, and just barely, then my aureoles stuck out
on both sides. I though I would check out the bottom anyway and after slipping
it on I burst out laughing. My thick pubic was sticking out all over. To wear
a bottom like this I would need hedge clippers to beat back my bush.
Slipping back into the store I found the perfect suit. It was made of a very
clinging, stretchy, thin synthetic material that was light tan in color with a
low cut back. I didn't worry about fit as I wanted it tight and it seemed
elastic enough even if it were a little small. If it were to big I figured just
more room for my boobs to swing around in. As I started to head up to pay I
grabbed the yellow bikini I had tried earlier. Why not I thought, it might come
in handy someday.
Arriving home I hoped that the guy next door was not outside, and after checking
to see that he wasn't outside yet I went upstairs to try on my new suit.
Feeling incredibly sinful I pulled the suit up my legs. I loved watching my
breasts swing forward and down as I leaned over to slide up the suit. They
d****d themselves over each thigh in turn as I raised my legs to step into the
leg holes. I straightened up slowly to watch my boobs come up past my upper
thighs, then my crotch, then settle back onto my chest swinging back and forth
slightly in front of my stomach. I slipped my arm into the arm holes and pulled
the straps up over my shoulders. The suit was very revealing, both in its cut
and by nature of the fabric. The material was almost shear clearly exposing the
color of my nipples and and pubic hair. The sides were cut close to the front
showing off a significant amount of the edges of my breasts before they dove
back inside the fabric. At least with this suit my nipples were entirely
covered although visible through the fabric. The cut came up high on my hips
creating a very thin wedge in front that did very little to cover my pubic hair.
While not a thong in back it might as well have been. Already I could feel the
material gathering in my butt crack. The wildest part was that as my boobs hung
so low the thin strip of fabric reaching from front to back over my hips was
held away from my skin. Actually part of the fabric was riding on my breast
rather than my hips.
Well the suit was certainly revealing! As I wiggled around in front of the
mirror I loved the way my tits moved not to mention the feel of the smooth
fabric over my nipples. The problem was, could I go out in public, even in my
backyard, with it on. In it's own way it was more revealing than the bikini. I
decided that as I was supposed to let the neighbor see me inadvertently the
bikini would be a less obvious exhibition. After all the bikini was a swimming
suit, this one was clearly designed to display. I peeled off the one piece and
reached in the shopping bag for the bikini. After putting on the bottom piece I
started to work my breasts into the top. I was trying to strike a balance
between keeping my breasts inside the cups and not exposing everything. My huge
thick nipples were jutting out through the fabric and the aureoles were at their
full spread. With a cup that was only four inches wide across the bottom there
was no hope of hiding eight inch diameter aureoles. I finally decided since I
couldn't hide my nipples I would err on the side of security. I pulled the cups
down to where the acutal nipple was covered near the top of the cup and tied the
strings to hold everything in place, I hoped.
I gave my shoulders a little shake to see if my tits stayed in the suit. As
they didn't come out I moved a little more, they finally popped out when I
swivelled from side to side. OK, I thought, now I know my limitations. I was
getting increasingly hot as I arranged everything and by this point my breathing
was growing a little ragged and my stomach was slightly churning. I couldn't
procrastinate any longer, I had to get out there and see what happened. As I
headed out the back door I remembered I hadn't shaved my pubic hair. Between my
lush and extensive bush and the tiny bikini bottom my pubic hair was sticking
out the top as well as the sides. I didn't care, I was shaking now with lust
and just wanted to get out there and display myself. Walking as calmly as I
could I went out the door and headed over to my lounge chair. Gingerly
positioning the chair so that my feet would be pointed towards my neighbors
house, he would be the only one that could see me. As nothing fell out of the
suit, I sat down in the chair and laid back. Immediately my boobs fell out of
my suit sliding across my rib cage and sprawling down my sides and over the
sides of the lounge chair. In panic I leapt up throwing my arms across my boobs
and dashed into the house.
Great, if my neighbor saw me he must think I'm an idiot. Nonetheless I was
almost spasming in orgasm. The brief exposure had set me on fire and I had to
get back out there. Cramming my boobs back into the top I went back out, moved
the lounge chairs back into an upright position and sat back down very slowly.
I eased into position on the chair and settled back with everything staying
where it should. Trying to look nonchalant about all that was exposed, I tried
to relax and act like I did this all the time. Just as I got myself into the
final position my neighbors back door opened and he came out. I froze! I was
not ready for him yet. I was in physical position but not mentally ready. I
thought that I should have shaved my bush, I should have not worn such a
revealing suit, I should not have even tried this. I mentally screamed at him
not to look over at me so that I could beat a retreat back into my house.
Instead he looked straight at me for a minute then started heading in my
direction. This was it! I realized that this was exactly what I wanted. I
felt incredibly brazen with my bush exposed, the thong buried in my pussy slot
with my huge lips jutting out and my nipples displayed. He walked right up to
me and asked if I needed some help in rubbing in some suntan oil. I told him
that I needed all the help that I could get and leaned over to pick up the oil
where I left it on the ground. Instantly my tits fell out of the bikini top.
Not caring in the least, wanting only sexual release I didn't even bother to put
them back in or try to cover up. Not saying a word I just handed him the
plastic squeeze bottle and started to roll over on my back. I made quite a
display of myself in doing this. I basically got up on all fours with my ass
pointed right at him. I wanted him to shove his prick in me now. My tits were
hanging down almost to the chair. I wiggled my ass at him knowing that the
thong was buried deep in my ass cleft. I moved my feet to the ground so that I
could open my legs more and so that he could see my pussy lips clearly. I could
feel the string of the thong riding on my asshole. Continuing to shake my ass
at him also allowed my boobs to sway back and forth. I slowly lowered myself
onto the chair leaving my legs spread and flopping my tits out to either side of
my body. I laid there feeling the familiar sexual churning. I wanted him to
ram his cock in me. I wanted him to fuck me with my cucumber and his cock at
the same time. I ground my hips into the lounge cushions forcing my clit against
the fabric of the cushion. I could feel my cunt opening to his view.
He took the oil and dribbled it onto my back and started rubbing it around
slowly and sensually. He used both his hands to stroke my back eventually
working down the sides. He grabbed one of my tits and wrapping his hands around
it he slowly pulled it out while stroking it down the length of my tit flesh.
When he got to the nipple he alternately grabbed it with each hand, lifting and
pulling my tit away from my body until his fingers slid off the huge nipple. He
repeated this over and over with first one tit then the other. I continued
grinding my crotch into the lounge chair nearing orgasm. As he increased the
pressure and the pulling on my tits I started to cum. I jabbed my crotch
repeatedly in the chair then shoved my ass up in the air.
I slowly started to descend from my orgasm as he moved down my body with his
oily hands. He poured more oil onto my ass and started massaging my ass cheeks.
He dug his fingers into my asshole a little to slip his fingers under my thong.
Then he started to slide the bottom of the bikini down my ass. I lifted my ass
so he could untie the sides of the suit and let him slip it off. He started to
massage my ass by slipping his fingers between my cheeks and spreading my ass
out then sliding his hands up to my hips. I loved the feeling of being totally
exposed and continuously lifted my ass to follow his hands. I flipped over onto
my ass feeling my boobs flying. I pulled up my legs and grabbed them behind my
knees totally exposing my cunt. He poured oil on my pussy and worked a couple
of fingers into my cunt. I rocked my hips back and forth grunting out "More,
More". He stuck all four of his oily fingers into my pussy and rammed them in
until he reached his knuckles. I loved the feeling and was overcome by total
wantoness. I wanted to be fully opened and released my knees and grabbed my
pussy lips yanking them out to the sides. I wanted him to shove his hand in me
and quench the fire inside. I reached over and grabbed his arm and pulled his
fingers out of my cunt. I told him to try and work his hand in. Actually I
grunted this out in between gasps and groans. My breathing was ragged and
panting. He started to shove his hand in and to my amazement it slid in with
little resistance. He worked it in and out repeatedly and as filling as it was
I needed more. I gasped at him to make a fist and to ease it in. He removed
his hand balled it into a fist and started pressing it against the opening into
my vagina. I tried to communicate that I needed him to push harder but was to
overcome to get the words out. Instead I shoved my hips up towards his plunging
fist and it popped into my pussy. I froze in disbelief as I realized what I had
just done. He quickly pulled his fist out thinking that he had hurt me. I
screeched for him to put it back in. I had to have his fist filling me and
plunging in and out. I grabbed his arm again and tried to pull it inside of my
cunt. He slipped it in and started to work it in deeper and deeper. He would
use short jabbing strokes until he was hitting the back of my cunt. I saw that
he had gotten to a depth of several inches past his wrist. The thought that he
was starting to put his forearm in me was unbelievable. He then started with
longer strokes, about four to five inches. I could see my belly ripple and move
with his fist as he hit the back wall.
I was getting higher and higher on this pummeling but could not get over the
brink to an orgasm. I clamped his hand with mine, his inside my body, mine on
the outside. Oh, the feel of his fist in me moving around. I kept telling him
to go deeper, but there was no where to go when he extended his index finger and
pushed it against my cervix. He wiggled his finger as he pressed inwards and it
slipped through into my womb. Once again I froze with disbelief as he
penetrated into an area where my k**s had been. I laid there shaking and at the
same time that I wanted more. Once again I chanted out "Deeper, deeper". He
pulled back and started working another finger into my womb. I laid there and
felt him feeding more fingers through my cervix. For the first time I started
feeling pain but I could not let him stop. Finally forming a cone with his out
stretched fingers and his thumb tucked inside of them he pushed against my
cervix. I watched the cunt juices work out along his arm and heard the
squishing sound of his pumping arm as he jiggled his hand against my cervix.
Suddenly in a rush of exquisite pain he was through, he was in my womb. I went
ballistic as I grabbed one of my tits and started beating it against my engorged
clit. I started off in an explosive orgasm but I couldn't reach my peak, I was
stuffed to full to clamp down and let loose. I writhed in frustration screaming
for him to fuck me. I had let go of my tit and was clawing at my clit. It was
sticking out close to an inch and I grabbed it and started shaking it. He
started sawing his arm in and out in short strokes, gradually lengthening and
slowing down. He reached a ten inch stroke shoving in to his elbow then back to
his wrist. Everytime he went in or out past my cervix I would kick out in a
near orgasmic state. I watched his arm plunge in and out and I watched it plow
a ridge up my belly with each stroke. I watched my pussy lips dragged out
almost two inches as they clung to his arm. From the outside I again tried to
grab his hand and pull it up further.
I was too full to have a proper orgasm and yet I wanted more. By this time my
entire body was shaking uncontrollably and I pleaded with him for more. He
started to slide some fingers of his other hand in when he had pulled his arm
back to his wrist. Yes, I begged, fill me up. With a mind searing jolt he slid
his other hand into me. My cunt was stretched out to five inches in diameter as
he laid his one hand along his forearm and worked them both in and out of me.
The wrist of his second hand was laid just below the elbow of his first hand.
As he plunged his hand through my cervix the second hand would ride in. He was
fucking me with this huge wedge of human arms and I was loving it. I exploded
in orgasm. Spasm after spasm swept through me as my body went rigid. From
somewhere in the distance I heard him cry out as I clamped down on his arms. I
could feel my body produce cunt juice but the way my internal organs were
rearranged I couldn't imagine where the production was taking place. I bucked
and flopped around on the lounge chair as he followed along with my thrashing,
his arms still inside. I moaned incoherently, sobbing with pleasure as my body
wracked with convulsions. I grabbed his arms and tried to force them in deeper
as my spasming cunt convulsed. It seemed that I shook like this for hours.
Slowly my gyrations faded. Finally I was sated. I relaxed onto the lounge
chair as my body continued to quiver involuntairily. He slowly withdrew his
arms and I felt like some huge amorphous mass was pulled out of my vagina. His
arms were coated with my juices and my slowly relaxing cunt pumped out the last
of my cum. I laid there in a stupor as he got up, dripping with sweat. My
juice just ran out of my cunt puddling on the cushion. Without saying a word he
walked back to his house. I knew we weren't finished, but I couldn't move right
know.
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After lying spread out on the lounge chair for about ten minutes I started to
come back to reality. My senses slowly started to return as I could feel the
pull of my breasts as they hung over the sides of the lounge and the wind seemed
to whisper up my gaping vagina. The twitching and jumping of my leg muscles
eased off as unbelieveably a renewed feeling of relaxed sensuality started
oozing over my body. As I was finally able to rise to a sitting position my
pussy was soaked in the pool of my juices that had flowed out as my neighbor was
fisting me. Struggling to my feet my breasts swept through a foot long pool of
cum that had accumulated on the vinyl of the cushions. After gaining my feet I
stood to the side of the chair and then sinking to my knees, I swept my breasts
through the lake of pussy juice coating my still erect nipples and aureole. In
an almost trance like state I lowered my face down and between my boobs, feeling
the cool slickness of their soaked sides against my face. I dropped my face
into the liquid pool and pursing my lips sucked up the cup of remaining juices
reveling in the sluttiness of my action.
After sucking up all I could I lapped at the cushion with my tongue to get the
last few drops. Slowly rising again to my feet I headed into the house walking
in an almost trance like state. My cunt had never felt so loose, relaxed or
empty and it felt as if there still vestigal traces of his fist in my womb. My
legs somehow floated me inside as juice that had remained in the deep recesses
of my vagina flowed down my thighs. With barely a conscious thought I drifted
into the bedroom and sprawled out on the bed with legs akimbo. Reaching over to
get the hand mirror on the nightstand and grabbing the flashlight out of the
drawer I tried to see up inside of my gaping pussy. It was amazingly still open
over two inches and I could see with reasonable clarity to my cervix. The
cervix remained open probably over an inch. Dropping the flash and mirror I
relaxed back down on to the bed letting the afterglow of my recent experience
wash over me knowing that this was just the beginning. With an increasingly
satisfied feeling I gradually drifted off to sleep.
It was after sundown when I woke up feeling slightly bewildered in the
unexpected dark. My pussy juice had dried on my thighs and breasts yet they
still reeked of sex. I lay there remembering the afternoon and the wonderful
sensations experienced by my exposing myself to my neighbor and the following
fisting. The now familiar tingle of rising sexual desire started to permeate my
body spreading from the center of my womb and flowing over me until my nipples
started to erect. Sitting up and placing my feet on the floor I rose to me feet
wanting first nothing more than a shower and then would decide on my next
actions. As I walked down the darkened hall towards the bathroom I noticed a
light shining through the window at the end of the hall. It came from a lighted
window in my neighbors house. Peering out my window across the way I could see
my neighbor exercising. He didn't have his shirt on and for the first time I
saw part of his body free of clothing. He was strongly muscled with fairly
clear definition but still seeming very lithe. Even with his musculature there
was a grace about this upper body. He was hairless with thick arms, a washboard
stomach and large well defined pecs with large nipples. I stood at the window
watching him do repetitions with his weights. He was wearing sweat pants
fastened around a very trim waist. There was something enormously sensual about
his body and it stirred me to a higher plane of arousal.
With a feeling of excitement, and some disbelief, I was ready to go again.
There was no way I was going to sashay over to his house and ask for a repeat
performance since I had done nothing for him while he was bringing me to
unimagined fulfilment but the germ of an idea started to grow in my mind. I had
often passed an adult bookstore out on the highway only a few miles from where I
lived and the idea of going in there began to take on an irresistible appeal. I
wondered if not only could I go in there but could I go in dressed in a brazen
fashion. Not having ever been in such a place I didn't know what to expect but
had visions of being pounced on as soon as I walked in and after being ravished
by every male in the place being sold into white slavery. While there was some
attraction to that idea I also knew I was being ridiculous. All I had to do was
stride in with self-confidence and not let anybody intimidate me. Sure, I could
do that, I would just walk in quaking with every step and scared that every
person I had ever known would see me while the press was outside photgraphing me
entering and leaving. No problem. OK, stop it, don't let this get out of hand,
just go there and shop around like its any other store you have been in. Now
that that was settled I still had to decide on what to wear. If I dressed to
display myself I would be so hot I might not be able to control myself. Well
then, that was settled I would dress hot.
I decided to wear a halter top and my briefest shorts. The only halter top I
had pulled my breasts up fairly high, enough to expose my belly button and
several iches of skin above it. When I slipped the top on and crammed my tits
into the top there was a significant amount of flesh bulging out the sides but
no real cleavage and the neckline was very high. Instead of cleavage two large
mounds rose above the top almost up to my chin. While the halter exposed a lot
of skin and my nipples poked through the thin material nicely it wasn't the
slutty look I really wanted to achieve. The long hanging breasts that I was so
pleased with weren't exhibited properly. Unfortunately I did not have much in
the way of abbreviated clothes as when I went out I usually wanted to downplay
my breasts to reduce the stares and comments. I often dressed in maternity
clothes to make them less conspicuous. Suddenly the perfect outfit popped into
mind. A pair of bib overalls that were very baggy fitting and that I had cut
off the legs to make shorts out of were ideal. I always wore a sweatshirt under
them and that, combined with the bib front, hid the true nature of my boobs.
This time though I would not wear anything under them allowing my breasts to be
exposed hanging down the sides. Slipping the halter top off I went over to the
chest and pulled out the bibs. Standing in front of the full length mirror I
studied my body that I was so pleased with. Long straight legs leading up to
nicely fared hips and trim belly that were mostly obscured by my breasts hanging
in front of them. Slipping a forearm under each breast I pulled them up and to
the side to view my stomach. It was flat and smooth. I lifted my arms up until
they were about at the height of my cheek bones when my boobs finally slid off
my arms and flopped back down into place. I watched as my shoulders were jerked
down from the weight of my breasts as they fell into place and swung slowly back
and forth. The bottom of my tits, my inner thighs and the lower half of my face
glistened from dried pussy juice. As I played with my breasts I realized that
if I didn't get going fresh juice was going to be running down the insides of my
thighs.
Picking up the bibs I pulled them up my legs and slid the broad straps over my
shoulders. The bibs were going to work well as they confined the bottom of my
breasts but allowed the side slopes to be exposed outside of the bib front. As
the bib front was fairly high there was only a little cleavage exposed of my low
hanging boobs. The waist of the overalls was at the tops of my hips and covered
up the lower five or six inches of my breasts keeping my aroused eight inch
diameter aureoles hidden. Maybe if I lengthened the straps a little, lowering
the waist line some I could get a little more exposure. I slipped the fabric of
the straps through the buckles until the straps were about three inches longer.
This was sensational, exposing considerably more flesh and showing off my
aureoles from the side. I hadn't thought in terms of more cleavage but about
five inches of the deep valley between my breasts was now visible. I looked
like the total slut. This was a look I would never have considered as part of
my makeup until only within the last 24 hours or so. I turned this way and
that, bending over and leaning to the sides to check myself out from all angles.
Except for the sides there wasn't that much exposed and everything was held
reasonably in place with little danger of anything faling out. Thinking that
maybe it was a little to secure I unfastened the three snaps on the sides that
drew the waist in. This was approaching total exposure now. With the waist
line of the bibs well below the top of my hips, coupled with the four inch slits
made by unfastening the snaps, I viewed myself from the side and then leaned
forward so I could see and look past the bottom of my breasts and out the other
side. I could even see some of my luxuriant bush exposed. Yet as I walked in
front of the mirror and bent over my boobs stayed inside my bibs, even though
the slits on the sides were open to slightly below the bottom of breasts and the
aureole were significantly exposed, my one inch diameter nipples and breasts
were securely inside the bibs. Not washing off the dried cum, which I could
still smell from where I had buried my face in my juices, I grabbed my keys and
purse and headed to the adult bookstore.
Pulling into the parking lot among the other cars I steeled myself to go in.
Taking a deep breath and letting it slowly out to try and clam down I headed for
the door and walked in. Although I didn't really know what to expect I guess it
seemed to be about what I thought it would be like except that noone was taking
my picture and yelling out my name for all the world to hear. However above the
racks of merchandise a number of heads swivelled to look at me as I paused in
the doorway. About half of the exclusively male clientele quickly looked away
and the other half stared at me, or at least in my paranoria that was the way it
seemed. Ignoring all I advanced into the store as if this was my weekly
shopping trip to the market. Walking down the aisles I worked my way over to a
prominent display of adult toys. I was looking for the perfect dildo and at
first I was dismayed by their lack of size, most of them being only slightly
larger than a good sized penis. However after I passed a particularly tasteful
display of crotchless panties and edible underwear I struck gold. There
beckoning to me to take it home was a dildo of worthy dimensions, fully three
feet long and about three inches thick. Just past it was a spade shaped dildo
of truly massive proportions. It had a blunt top about an inch in diameter and
quickly flared out to probably something over four inches thick before quickly
dropping down to a neck that was about an inch less thick, with a sort of flange
on the base that was a little thicker than the widest part of the flaring head.
Both of these just grabbed my attention and I stood there looking down at them,
transfixed, when I noticed that there seemed to be a general migration of a
substantial part of the male herd in the store moving in my direction. I knew
these two items were just what I had come for and if I grabbed them now I could
pay and beat a hasty retreat as I was feeling a little uncomortable. I started
to bend over to pull them off the bottom shelf when my ass hit the shelf behind
me. There wasn't enough room in the narrow aisle to bend straight over so I
pivoted to the side, squatted down and leaned over to the side to grab them.
That was when my boob on that side swung out from under the bib front of my
coveralls. There was a collective gasp from the assembled masses at the view of
my exposed 18 inch long breast. I frantically tried to shift my position and
grab the wildly flapping wayward breast. Finally snaring and subduing it I
shoved it back into my overalls. With my face burning in shame I wanted to bolt
the store and flee but I wasn't going to leave without the dildos. As I had all
body parts somewhat secured I carefully staightened up and leaned straight over
to prevent a repeat performance and grabbed first the three foot dildo. I
jerked the thing off the shelf and it almost toppled me over. The thing must
haved weighed twenty pounds and was squiming wildly in my hands like some
berserk snake. Quickly fighting it into a submission hold I wrestled it against
my body holding it firmly to my chest with one hand while I snatched at the
short squat dildo with the other hand. This one's package was hanging from a
hook and I couldn't get it to come off. I was leaning over with my body almost
double and the blood rushing to my head frantically trying to get the thing off
its hook. Feeling I was about to receive a round of applause from the audience
that was gaping open-mouthed at me I finally worked it off the hook and and
snapped into a vertical position to dash to the front of the store and pay for
my treasures. When I straightened up the blood rushed from my head causing me
to almost pass out. I flailed for support to keep from toppling over while the
assembled horde rushed for cover. Finally regaining my equilibrium I sauntered
to the counter as if this was my normal mode of shopping. Lugging the tonnage
of squirming dildos which seemed to have taken on a life of their own I piloted
my way towards the leering cashier. It was at this point that I noticed another
wayward breast had escaped. There was absolutely nothing I could do. I
staggered to the four foot high checkout counter and heaved them up on to it.
The long, thick, snake-like one slithered to a stop but the one that was like a
tree trunk hit the counter with a thud and rocketed off it with a carom similar
to a viscously shot cue ball coming off the side rail. I let it fly against the
cash register as it then shot past my right ear as I tamed my wildly flopping
boob and started to cram it back into my top. A panting gentleman fielded the
thing like a diving soccer goalie and tackled it into submission against a
magazine rack displaying images of elderly women writhing in the throes of
excasty while trussed in ropes and dangling from some kind of overhead beam. He
carried it to the counter and thumped it securely onto the counter not letting
go of it until it quivered to rest. By this time I had gotten my boob back in
again and prepared to pay as the clerk rang up my purchases and asked if there
would be anything else. He had a look on his face like he expected me to rip
them out of their packages, squat down on the counter and show him how I planned
to use them. I just shook my head no and stared at him when he asked me if I
wanted paper or plastic bags. You got to be k**ding me! Just let me get out of
here. I grabbed the requested plastic bag and started to dash out the door when
he threw himself across the counter and grabbed the bag. We had a short
tug-of-war with the bag before the handle on my side of the bag ripped and he
flew back across the counter to his rightful perch. He said something that the
pounding in my ears prevented me from hearing properly. Finally I realized that
I was to pick up the package at the door. I rounded the corner of the counter,
snatched the bag and dashed out to the safety of my car. At this point my
sexual arousal was some where South of zero.
Starting the car I hit the gas and flew out of the parking lot heading home.
After about a mile I pulled into a convenience store parking lot to try and
regain my composure as I was shaking with mortification from the fiasco I had
just endured. Sitting back with my head resting against the restraint I slowly
calmed down as I reviewed what I had just gone through. I realized that I had
actually accomplished my mission and was beginning to see the humor of the
situation. There was no real damage other than to my ego, although I did start
to regret that I didn't control the situation better. After all I had been
surrounded by a bunch of men that were mostly nice average seeming guys, not the
slathering wolf pack I had imagined. I had exposed myself to a fairly high
degree and if I hadn't been so busy making an idiot of myself it would have been
a real turn on. Just as I started the car and continue on to home I noticed the
young man behind the counter in the store. I decided I could start the old
sexual juices flowing again by giving him a show but with me in control of my
actions. Reaching down to the buckles on the straps of my bibs I slid them down
so the straps were now about three inches longer than they had been. I got out
of the car and pulled the overalls down until the waist line was as low as the
straps would allow. This displayed about nine inches of cleavage above the top
of the bib front and my boobs were able to hang off to the sides as they
normally do. Virtually all of the outside half of each breast was exposed with
the nipples just inside the outer edge of the bibs. My huge aureoles were well
exposed and I could feel the seams of the fabric rubbing against my protruding
nipples. As I walked towards the door to enter the store the familiar feeling
of my boobs swaying back and forth startled to seriously rekindle my sexual
fires. I could feel myself start to get wet as I walked into the store not
glancing at the clerk but knowing that I was flashing him the biggest set of
boobs he had ever seen. I went over to the coolers and grabbed a coke and
walked up to the counter. The k** behind the counter was unsuccessfully trying
to look at me but couldn't seem to get his eyes up past my chest. I turned
sideways to him to give him the best view and leaning over the counter pointed
towards a candy bar on the rack behind the counter. This was enough to release
my tit from behind the bib. As if everything was in slow motion I felt my
nipple slide across the fabric followed by the remaining tit flesh that had been
previously contained. My skin seemed to burn as it sc****d across the material
until my breast spilled out into the open and swung gently with each movement of
my arm as I pointed to the candy bar I wanted. The clerk nearly dropped the
candy as he turned around and saw my exposed boob. I reached into my pocket to
get my change and leaned across the counter to count out my money. As my tit
dragged across the surface of the counter I could feel every variation in the
top of the counter being transmitted from my nipple to my brain. Depositing the
money on the far side of the counter I took my purchases and straightened up
letting my exposed breast settle back against my body. I slowly turned and
walked out of the store leaving my tit hanging out.
Climbing into the car and starting the engine I was on fire. Driving with one
hand I fondled my nipple, lifting it up to mouth and sucking on it as I was
driving. I let my breast slip out of my mouth and reached over to feel the
dildos I had purchased. I pulled them out of the bag and and started stroking
them through the shrink wrap plastic casing. My legs started shaking as I ran
my hand along three feet of dildo that lay across the passengers seat imagining
this monster going inside me. By the time I got home I was nearly
hyperventelating with excitement taking short quick breaths as I walked in the
front door. I ripped the dildos out of the plastic and and started rubbing them
over my body as I headed towards the kitchen to wash them off. As I passed the
phone I noticed the message light blinking on the answering machine and almost
ignored when I thought it might be one of my c***dren in trouble. Punching the
play button I continued to the kitchen when my neighbors voice came out of the
speaker saying that if I ever wanted an encore of this afternoon to call him.
Boy, was I ever going to call him, and show myself to him, and feel his fists
going in me and his cock into my mouth and up my ass and in my ear if I could,
but not now. I slipped off the cutoff bib overalls and noticed that I was very
wet. I never get this wet but lubrication was leaking out of my pussy and
soaking my pubic hair. Remembering the amount of pussy juice I produced when
being fisted by the neighbor I decided to get a flannel lined rubber sheet from
the linen closet to lay on my bed. Thinking of my neighbor also made me think
of how nice it would be to share what I was about to do with someone. I quickly
dressed putting on panties, a bra, slacks and a blouse. Then, picking up the
phone I dialed my neighbors house and when he answered told him that if he
wanted a show to pull up a chair to a window on his second floor that faced my
house.
I turned on all the lights in my bedroom and looked out my window facing my
neighbors. He was just pulling up a low club chair in front of his window.
Standing squarely in the center of my window facing the outside I slowly started
to slide my slacks down my legs. Glancing across the way I was dismayed to see
an empty chair. I paused in frustration when my neighbor reappeared with a pair
of binoculars. Oh, this was going to be good. With racing heart I started to
slowly unbutton my blouse, lingering over each button until I was able to slowly
and sensually slip it off. After dropping the blouse to the floor I languidly
cupped my bra encased breasts and rolled them in my hands. I could feel the
inch thick nipples under the material and pulled them through the material. I
slowly reached behind my back and unhooked the clasp while keeping the side
straps trapped between my arms and sides. I slid my hands back in front and
mashing my tits against my chest slowly started to push the bra cups upwards
until my tits fell free. Tossing the bra to the side I revelled in exposing
myself to the voyeur next door. I stared straight across the space between us
as I looked directly into the binoculars looking back at me like two great eyes.
I fantasized that he could see every pore in my skin and was aware of the
tightness of my nipples thrusting out of my puffy eight inch aureoles. I bent
down to slip off my panties feeling my breast sway forward as I drew up one leg
to slip off one side of my panties. I pressed my upper thigh hard into my
breast mashing it into my chest as I passed my foot out of the leg hole.
Lowering that leg I brought up the other leg and slipped the panties off letting
them pool around my feet. I brought up one foot and rested it on the low window
sill so I could spread open my crotch to his view and make it accessible to my
fingers. I grabbed my protruding vaginal lips with one hand and slid three of
the fingers of my other hand into my cunt. I was incredibly wet and could hear
the squishing sound of my fingers entering my wetness. I looked at him again as
I pumped my fingers into me, letting the juice ooze out of my vagina and wet the
insides of my thighs. I spread my juices over my thick bush and pushed my juice
between my legs slicking my anus. Slowly I raised my wet fingers to my mouth
and sucked off my juices before lowering them once again to my cunt. This time
I slid in four fingers and rocked them back and forth while, for the first time
caressing my clitoris with my palm. When I hit my clit my legs started to
buckle and I had to quickly let go of my pussy lips with my other hand and brace
myself against the window jamb. I held myself while I increased the pumping of
my hand into my vagina bringing myself close to an orgasm. Pressing hard
against my clit I rose up on my toes as an orgasm ripped through me. My fingers
were pressed together as my vaginal muscles spasmed on them, my breathing coming
in quick gasps as I felt my knees quiver as I lost muscle contol in my legs. I
slumped against the window to hold myself up feeling the cool glass pressing
against my tits.
As the orgasm dissapated I reached up and smeared my tits against the window
panes pressing myself against the glass as if to reach out to my neighbor. I
looked out at him to see that he had removed his shirt and that his hand was out
of sight between his legs. His chair was to low for me to see the lower half of
his body but I knew full well what he was doing. God, I was excited to be
displaying myself like this. Turning around I bent over and spread my ass
cheeks to his view. Then scr****g up some of the juice that was trickling down
my leg I spread it on my anus and slid a couple of fingers into my ass. I
pumped and shook my fingers expanding my asshole until I pulled them and
gathered more of the juice that was unceasingly flowing out of my cunt. Now I
worked all four fingers in while rubbing my clit with my thumb as my breathing
became more ragged and my stomach fluttered in excitement. I removed my hand
from between my legs and reached behind me with both hands to hold my anus open
and gaping. I shook my tits so that they were flopping out to either side
hoping all the while that my watching neighbor could use his binoculars to see
straight up my ass and into my rectum. I let go of my ass and scooped up
lubrication in both hands and wheeled to once again face directly into the
window. I smeared the juices onto my tits and over my face. Time and again I
retrieved more juices and wiped in on myself and plunged my fingers into my
mouth where I sucked all the juice I could. Vicsously I pulled at my tits and
nipples and then leaning over I pushed one of my tits against my crotch to soak
up more of my juice and then bringing my tit to my face I would lick off the
juices.
With every nerve on fire I jumped onto the bed and grabbed the three foot long
dildo and mashed the head against my cunt. Holding on with both hands I wiggled
it against the opening of my vagina as finally the head slid inside. I started
pumping it in with increasingly longer strokes. There is sort of an inner
sphincter inside of me behind the entrance that I usually have to manipulate
past when I penetrate deeply into me. Now I just shoved the huge dildo past
this muscle until I was banging against my cervix. Over and over I thrust as I
started panting with excitement. I thrust it deeply until it was pressed hard
against my cervix and letting go with my hands I let it fall to the bed. I held
it in place with my feet and mauled at my tits by taking both hands and pulling
one tit straight out from body for its full foot and a half length and then
doing the same with the other one. With the dildo secured under my foot I
started hunching myself against the head that was buried eight to nine inches
inside of me pressing against the opening to my womb. As I pushed against it I
felt my cervix begin to give way when with a rush it slithered up into my womb.
With one hand I brought my tit to my mouth and started sucking on the nipple
while with the other hand I grabbed my clit and shook it as hard as I could
stand. Rocking my hips back and forth I could feel the exquisite pain of the
dildo passing in and out of my womb. Just as my orgasm hit I pulled my foot up
towards my ass as I pushed my cunt down and felt almost a foot and a half of
dildo sliding into me. Shooting my leg out straight and scabbling against my
clit my body exploded in convulsions of incredible exctasy. Every muscle in my
body body was rigid as waves of orgasm washed over me. I could feel this huge
thing filling me, keeping my legs spread apart as they locked in rigidity from
my explosion. As I looked down my body across my breasts which splayed out to
my sides I could see ripples washing down my firm stomach as waves of pleasure
passed across me highlighting the ridge that ran down one side of my belly that
was formed by the deeply imbedded dildo.
As my orgasm started to subside I once again reached for the dildo and started
pumping it in and out. I was out of control as I rammed the thing in ever
lenghtening strokes until I was spanning a foot with each thrust. Ripping it
out of my body I grabbed the stumpy dildo, drew my legs back until my knees were
along side my head, stuck a pillow under my hips and started to cram it into me.
I felt it pressing apart my vagina as my lips stretched around it spreading my
body as it advanced. My legs seemed to have lost all feeling as everything was
centered on my cunt. Even though I was lying on my bed I felt as if I was
sitting on this thing and was slowly sinking down on it as my legs hung
uselessly. I pushed harder and harder until my clit started to be drawn inside
of my cunt as the dildo slowly moved in. Finally no matter how hard I pushed it
wouldn't go in any deeper. I had to have it inside of me. My cunt lips were
stretched thin as my outer lips and clit were pushed inside of me. My inner
muscles were giving way and allowing passage but I just couldn't get it any
deeper. Letting it slide out I jumped off the bed and grabbed a desk chair and
setting it in front of the window placed the dildo on the chair. I straddled
the chair and lowered my self onto the blunt cone of the dildo. I felt it start
to slide easily in until the rapidly flaring rubber stump was spreading my cunt
apart to a width of almost four inches. I was so close to taking the whole
thing I moaned in frustration. Taking a deep breath to try and relax I
concentrated on letting my pussy muscles loosen up. I relaxed my weight onto
the dildo as I felt it slide the last inch into me as my cunt closed around the
neck. My weight settled down onto the chair and it was in me as far as it could
go. My being screamed in exhultation at the fullness of my vaginal cavity as I
rose shakily to my feet. My cunt was trying desperately to expell it but it was
lodged in too tightly. A wave of panic spread over me as I became afraid I
wouldn't be able to get it out. I waddled over to the bed and flopping down on
it raised my knees back to my head again and gave a massive push with my cunt.
The dildo slipped out and I collapsed onto the bed panting from the efforts. As
it lay nestled against my cunt I felt a great emptiness inside of me that I had
to fill. Picking it up I pushed it back in working it slowly up inside. This
time I had a much greater sense of its movement as it moved in. I could feel it
actually grabbing my clit and folding it under as it slid into me. This time I
was able to push it in me with my hands as the widest part of the flare passed
inside and the short neck jumped into my cunt as my pussy lips slipped into the
groove above the base flange. I rested there in joy as I felt the fullness
inside that seemed to make me complete. I reached for the mirror on my night
stand and it held it between my legs. The flat black bottom of the base flange
looked as if I had a huge gapping five inch diameter hole where my pussy was. I
laid there feeling my organs pushed aside by the mass that was in me and my
belly bulged out obscenely. I held an ass cheek in each hand and pulled them
apart to set it better in place. I felt it move slightly further in and
released my cheeks. When I looked again with the mirror a slice on each side of
the base appeared to have been taken out where it nestled between my ass cheeks.
I rolled off my bed and staggered to the window shooting my butt into view for
my neighbors enjoyment. I walked back and forth shaking my tits and rolling my
hips to experience all that I could with this thing in me. Laying back down on
the bed I started to massage my ass and spreading my cheeks as I grew
increasingly used to having it inside of me. As I worked my ass and vibrated
the dildo with my fingers I felt myself building to another orgasm. In truth my
cunt opening was to stretched to really go into an orgasm and I wasn't ready to
start playing with my clit to bring me to release. This was almost more of a
mental increase than a physical excitement despite having this huge plug in me.
My head seemed close to exploding just by the mental disbelief of having a
single object in me that was far bigger than any fist. But also my hips were
beginning to rock involuntairily with excitement. I could sense a building
climax from a great distance that seemed to linger just out of range but in
increasingly more intense patterns of lust. The sheer size of the dildo holding
my clit captive inside of me was keeping my orgasm at bay. I continued to push
and pull on my ass cheeks with a couple of fingers of each hand while
rythymically pressing against the partially imbedded base. As I worked my ass
more and more and my hips rocked back with their own increasing lust my cunt
started to spasm not in orgasm but with a life of its own. My tempo increased
rapidly as did the involuntary spasming of my hips and cunt. Faster and faster
everything continued to build, pumping on and on as my breathing grew hoarser in
response to the building tempo. Suddenly the base of the dildo slipped inside
as my cunt lips closed together after it. My body exploded over and over. My
clit popped back out and my over stretched cunt lips pushed out three inches
from my vagina as my belly bulged out even further. I could feel the dildo
being sucked further into me as I watched the bulge of my belly move up as if
some creature was crawling inside of me. My cunt started pumping out juice as I
orgasmed. Spurt after spurt was spewing out from my cunt as a long arc of piss
was ejected far down my bed. My being was centered in my cunt as the entire
orgasm took place there. The rest of my body did not exist as my pussy pumped
and pumped with increasing ferocity. The cum shooting out of me in long spurts
reached greater length as I spasmed on and on. I seemed to be watching myself
from inside my pussy seeing the muscles flex and relax as I spewed cum past the
foot of my bed. The dildo finally stopped advancing after stretching the inner
walls of my vagina as it bucked against my cervix. The lump under my skin was a
number of inches above my belly button and I could see it moving back and forth
as my cunt continued to spurt. Finally, as the spasming slowed down, the rest
of my body began to get involved. My legs started to shake uncontrollably, my
chest heaved as I took in great racking breaths and my skin tingled all over my
body. I laid there stupified by the incredible sexual release.
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As my body started to descend from the explosion of my orgasm I laid there lost
in a trance while reviewing in my mind what I had just experienced. Gradually
my mind started to shut down as I let the sensations of my body dominate. I
could feel my muscles tingle as I cooled down, my breathing steadying into a
slow rhythym. I was wrapped in a state of wonder examining the incredible power
of sexual release. I could actually feel my vaginal muscles still quietly
spasming as they relaxed and the massive plug that was lodged in my vagina
descended from the deep recesses of my pussy. The bulge in my belly diminished
as the dildo slid down to press against the opening of my vagina, securely
contained inside me by the five and a half inch base. On the far wall were
splotches of cum where my pussy had throbbed out jets of fluid that had shot at
least 15 feet. I couldn't help but wonder what distance I might have been able
to achieve if I hadn't had ten pounds of rubber in my pussy. Slowly my body
settled further into the bed as my metabolism quieted while pleasureable
sensations drifted through me.
When I awoke the sun was shining into my bedroom burning holes through my
eyelids. As I fought off sleep rememberances of last night came flooding back.
With a groan I rolled over to get out of bed when I realized that the dildo was
still lodged inside me. Pulling my breasts off to the side I looked down
between my legs at the two inch gap in my pussy where the base of the dildo was
pressed against my lips. I had to pee with a vengeance and started to panic
when I wasn't sure how it was going to be possible. Staggering into the
bathroom I sat on the toilet to see if I could go. Beyond the difficulty of
relaxing, my piss hole was covered by the dildo and there wasn't a chance I
could pee in this situation. With rising panic, thoughts of being admitted into
an emergency room were flitting through my brain and there was no way that was
going to happen. Standing up I reached between my legs and pushed on the dildo
while trying to relax my pussy muscles. By wiggling my hips and shoving with my