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Later that evening I sat at my vanity table. Allen would be home soon,
and I knew I had to look good for him to keep him aroused after his
blow job so he would fuck me. As I stared at my reflection in the
mirror I started to panic. What if he thought, like I did, that my new
lips looked ridiculous? What if he hated them? I searched through my
makeup bag for my bright pink lipstick and gloss and liberally applied
both to my now huge pouting lips. I hadn't changed my clothing from
earlier, although I had temporarily removed my heels to give my feet a
break. I also had to paint my toenails the same pink as my super long
finger nails. For some reason I always had to paint my own toe nails,
and I found it an annoying thing to do, made even more awkward by my
bust getting constantly in the way.
With my nails dry, I stepped back into my heels and made my way
carefully downstairs to wait for Allen. My pussy was so wet with
arousal that I found it very hard to think of anything else. my large
nipples also poked suggestively through the thin fabric of my top, and
I was so embarrassed by this I tried to cover them over with my long
hair. The time I had spent with Melissa earlier that afternoon had left
me the horniest I had ever been in my life. I wished so much I still
had my cock so that I could relieve myself, but now I was totally
reliant on other mens cocks to give me the relief I craved, and worse
still, I was going to have to endure one in my mouth before I could
even think about getting sexual relief. I sat on the couch waiting on
Allen to arrive home, absentmindedly stretching my bra straps off my
shoulders to try and give them temporary relief from the weight they
had to bare.
When Allen finally to home, I stood as always to greet him. When he
came though the door he stopped dead in his tracks and stared at my
face.
"Janice, your mouth, what have you done to it?" he asked as he took his
jacket off.
"I've had my lips plumped honey, do you like them?" I asked trying to
sound cheery while inside I wanted to run away and hide.
"Why have you done that, and yes, I do like them, they look very, erm,
sexy!" he said with a smile.
I could feel the cringe building inside me as I replied to him. "I got
them done for you honey, I thought I could give you better blow jobs
with bigger lips." Allen stepped towards me and kissed me full on my my
new lips. I returned his kisses, but they didn't feel the same as the
gentle and passionate kisses I shared with Melissa earlier, and the
rough stubble on his face a stark contrast to the smooth skin of
Melissa.
As he kissed me his hands found there way up inside my tight top,
running over the outside of my bra, sending intense feelings of lust
through my body as he rubbed the outside of my bra and stimulated my
super sensitive nipples. Allen then lifted my top over my head, leaving
me standing there in my black bra, and matching leopard print mini
skirt and heels. As he nuzzled my neck, I found myself standing on the
very tips of my toes leaning into him, my pussy now pulsing and
quivering, leaving my panties soaked.
My mind was awash with conflicting feelings of sexual arousal and utter
disgust at being felt up by a 50 year old man, and Allen unclasped my
bra, leaving me to slide it off my shoulders. his rough hands lifted
the sides of my boobs up and pushed them up and together, before
letting them go as they dropped uncomfortably back to their natural
position. His hands moved to my shoulders and he gently pushed me to my
knees. I braced myself for what was to come as my bare legs came into
contact with the cold wooden floor.
I unbuckled his belt, and then fumbled with the button of his pants, my
new longer nails not allowing me to grip it properly, with Allen gently
moving my hand and opening it for me. I felt more useless than normal,
as his trousers and boxers fell around his ankles. I gently cupped his
balls in my hand while my other hand massaged his already semi erect
penis into full erection. I placed my new plump lips around it and took
as much of into my mouth as I could, his foreskin becoming a bright
pink as my lipstick rubbed off on it. The weight of my boobs pulled me
forward and were uncomfortable as I sucked and slurped, using a free
hand to massage the base of his cock, as i just wanted this to be over
as soon as possible. I could hear Allen groaning as I sucked, and after
about 10 minutes of sucking I felt him starting to tense up.
I mentally prepared myself for the awful taste of his sperm, but Allen
pulled his cock from my mouth, leaving me with large trails of drool
coming from it, before grabbing his cock and finishing himself off with
his hand, and in the process festooning my face and hair with his cum.
It hung off my hair in long gloopy strands and dripped off my face onto
my huge tits. I was so shocked I couldn't even speak, as I staggered to
my feet. He had just shot his load all over my face. I felt so ashamed.
How could he treat me like this, I thought, but my place now was not a
carefree teenage boy, I was a meek obedient trophy wife and was
expected to act as one.
But now I also knew I needed to keep him interested. I needed him to
fuck me. "Do you want me to go and slip into something sexy for you?" I
asked, the feelings of shame I felt were second only to the feeling of
horniness that was getting worse all the time. "I think you are sexy as
you are," Allen replied with a mischievous grin, "why don't you get
cleaned up, but you can stay topless for me. I colder believe what I
was hearing, but right then I would have endured pretty much anything
to get some relief. "If thats what you want honey." I cooed, as I
minced upstairs to the bathroom to clean his cum from me. The sticky
mess was all over me, and i used a baby wipe to clean it from my face
and tits, before I brushed my teeth to try and get rid of the awful
taste in my mouth. I rinsed my hair where it had spattered and then re
did my makeup, liberally applying my pink lipstick again.
I walked back down stairs, using one arm to stop my tits from bouncing
painfully as I descended. Being braless while wearing heels was a whole
new level of uncomfortableness, my breasts swung and bounced heavily
with each step, but Allens eyes lit up as I entered the living room.
I wiggled over to him, trying to look as sexy as I could, but inside I
was dying with shame and humiliation. I could feel the dampness of my
panties with each step I took, my levels of horniness now almost
unbearable. When I reached Allen, who was sitting on the couch, I stood
between his legs and leaned forward, and carefully placed the nipple of
my right breast on Allens lips. Allen opened his mouth and took my
large puffy nipple into my his mouth. As long as I had been in this
body my nipples had been sensitive, but ever since my breasts had
grown, they had become a lot more sensitive, and were now erect more
often than they weren't, which coupled with the tight tops I now had to
wear meant that they tended to be on show a lot. I gasped with pleasure
as Allen sucked on my nipple and ran his tongue round my large areola,
before he pulled me closer and started kissing my huge bloated lips.
I broke the kiss and took his hands and led him off to the bedroom,
finally relieved that I would get some sexual satisfaction. When we got
upstaters I kicked off my heals and removed my skirt and panties, and
lay on top of the bed. Allen undressed and lay beside me, continuing to
kiss me. I moved his hand between my legs and broke the kiss, trying to
get him to suck on my nipples instead, but my new lips were proving
irresistible to him. This was a side effect of my new lips I hadn't
even considered. Not only would I be spending more time sucking cock,
but it also seemed I would be spending more time kissing a man too!
He spent ages kissing me and working my pussy with his hands, and by
the time he finally entered me I was on the brink of orgasm. I squealed
in delight when he entered me, and as he pounded me my orgasm hit much
quicker than normal, and it was also far more intense than I was used
to. I could feel my pussy contract around his penis as my legs wrapped
around him, and as he kept going a second and third orgasm quickly
followed, the third one was so intense I genuinely thought I was going
to pass out.
Allen collapsed in a sweaty heap in my arms as I lay in the afterglow
of my orgasms. He kissed my neck and nibbled on my nipples again, but
now that I had my sexual satisfaction I no longer wanted to encourage
his attention. Happily for me, 15 minutes later he was gently snoring,
exhausted by his efforts. I sat up on the bed smoking my second
cigarette in quick succession, my mind now 100% back in male mode,
however the sight of the cigarette, held between 2 fingers topped with
ridiculously long pink feminine nails, the feeling of my outrageously
large and heavy breasts hanging from my chest being tickled by my long
blonde hair, and the disgusting feeling my husbands sperm leaking out
of my vagina, brought me back to the reality of my situation.
I blew a long plume of smoke out of my puffed up lips, and stubbed the
cigarette out. I lay on the bed trying to get comfortable, Allen had
fallen asleep in the middle of the bed, and he was so sound asleep I
wasn't able to push him over. I lay on my side, trying to get some
distance between us, but I could still feel the soft flesh of my tits
pushing against his back. I closed my eyes and thought of Melissa, and
finally drifted off to sleep.
The next morning I woke before Allen, and thought I might as well get
another of my blow job quota out of the way, so I slid down the bed and
took his penis in my mouth. I was absolutely disgusted by what I was
doing, and I had to stop myself from retching from the musky taste of
his cock after last nights sex. I was ashamed to admit it, but I had
become quick accomplished at sucking cock, and through a process of
trial and error had learned what Allen liked best, and I used this to
my advantage to get the blow job over and done with as quickly as
possible, wrapping my lips tightly round the head of his penis as he
shot his hot salty load into my mouth, obediently swallowing the
revolting slime and then licking him clean. The only small consolation
I took was that at least he wouldnt try and kiss me now!
Allen got up and went to shower and get ready for work, while I lay in
the bed contemplating my day. It was my work day today, and I was
dreading it. How was I going to explain my lips to Molly and the others
I worked with. There was simply no hiding them. As I lay there my phone
vibrated with a text message. It was from Mrs Harris. I opened the
message which simply read "Do you know what day it is today, Janice?"
which I found a strange question.
"Yes, Wednesday" I replied.
My phone then rang, Mrs Harris' number showing on the screen, and I
answered.
"Good morning Janice, yes, you are quite right, it is Wednesday. But I
was on twitter earlier and I seen something trending that caught my
eye. Its International No Bra Day! I never even knew such a thing
existed. Anyway, to show your support for your fellow women, I have
decided you should take part. I know how much you hate wearing bras
anyway, so think of this as a special threat." she said laughing.
"So for today, no bra for you. If anyone asks why you have no bra on,
you just tell them its International No Bra Day and you are giving the
girls a taste of freedom."
"Please Michael" I replied, panic clearly evident in my voice "my boobs
are too big to not wear a bra, I need to wear a bra and I have work
today, please let me wear a bra." I couldn't believe I had been reduced
to begging someone to be allowed to wear a bra, but what choice did I
have, my male pride would have to sit this one out.
Mrs Harris laughed at my pleading. "Now Janice, just for that pathetic
little tantrum, as well as not wearing a bra you can also get the bus
to work! A nice little trip on public transport will do you good, and
also, I want you to change your nail colour to a shiny bright red, and
your new pouty lips to match. And don't even think of wearing your hair
down to cover your boobs Janice, I want your hair up today."
I went to reply, but it was too late the sadistic bitch had already
hung up. I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes in a mixture of
anger and frustration. Not wearing a bra with tits this size, in public
and all day was just unthinkable! They bounced and wobbled even when I
wore a good sturdy bra, but at least they were restrained and under a
degree of control. With no bra and the added hindrance of high heels,
which always made them jiggle more than if I was wearing flats or
barefoot. I hated having boobs, I hated their size and their weight and
the unwanted attention they brought. I hated how uncomfortable they
were and how they impacted my every move. The only thing they were
useful for was attracting Allens attention when I needed sex. This day
was going to be absolute hell I thought bitterly as Allen finished up
in the bathroom, and I went in to get showered and ready for my day.
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