Xth Dimension This Story or any other story posted in this directory is readily available anywhere throuout the internet.I have chosen not to claim any of them as my personal work.As I start to write stories,they will be posted in this directory. Note:Xth Dimension is my trademark.though not recognized,this trademark will be thoroughly defended as seen fit by myself. Clara's Cleavage by DDDave Clara's Cleavage It was pig nite at my frat house. As a recent pledge I had been one of the guys assigned to finding a date. For those of you not familiar with this barbaric ritual it involves deliberately asking the homeliest girl you could find to a party at the frat house (a highly prized invitation in our opinion) for the express purpose of seeing who could find the ugliest girl. I know. Looking back now from my vantage point of twenty years later, I'm appalled too. But at the time I was young, impressionable and wanted to be accepted by my new frat mates. Anyway, my date, a young lady from my English Lit class, wasn't so much ugly as she was different. And she was really different! Clara was not attractive by any stretch of the imagination. But Clara wasn't stone ugly like Matilda Freidrich who was also in attendance. That girl could shatter stone when she smiled. And Clara wasn't obese like several of the other girls my brothers had dragged in. But Clara had her own "charms". One was a personality and attitude that could be charitably referred to as "whacked out of her mind". Clara was into saving every thing - the planet, people in far away lands, whatever. No cause was too far out or too wacky to have Clara's attention and none was likely to hold her attention for more than a week or two. As I was returning to her side after getting us both a cup of "punch" I heard her talking to one of my frat brothers and his "date" about how her parents were both white witches. "Mom's a clairvoyant and dad's a really excellent diviner and a white mage as well. Both Mom and Dad can trace their families back to the Druids in England and Mom has proof she is descended from Morgan Le Fay!" I didn't feel like getting into THIS conversation! So I held back a little as Clara chattered away about her various ancestors with their magic, mind reading, miracle cures and spells. It was all crap. As I waited, I wondered why Clara bothered repeating it. No one believed her and her earnest presentation just made it seem all the more ludicrous. If there was one other noticeable facet of Clara that everyone remarked upon it was her lack of any fashion sense. Personally, I had never seen her dressed any differently than she was this evening. Hair pulled back into an unruly ponytail, bulky man's sport coat (usually corduroy although tonight she was wearing an old tweed number - probably her Dad's hand me down) bib overalls for god's sake! and a flannel shirt. And sensible walking shoes. Which she did - everywhere. She didn't own a car or a bike. She was a little shorter than my own 5"7' and looked about as delicate as a fireplug - squat, strong and thick. The other couple did a fast fade into the crowd as I interrupted Clara to hand her her drink. The punch she got was spiked, of course. Mine was straight fruit punch. Another old frat tradition. This was Clara's third and her cheeks were glowing a bit from the drink. Her speech was still unaffected but I figured that wouldn't last long as she drank most of this glass without stopping. "Why don't you give me the nickel tour?" she asked, turning toward me. "Sure. " I replied, gesturing grandly around. "This is the main room where we have our parties. And if you'll follow me, around to the left is the study room. Through here is the kitchen. Let me refresh your drink while we're here. And this is another room we use for studying when there isn't a party going on and now we're back where we started." I finished as we regained the living room. By this time the party was really rolling and the sound level was high enough that I was practically shouting even though Clara was clutching my sleeve as she finished her drink with a flourish. "I need another drink, Richie." said my date, it's all gone." she pouted as she demonstrated by turning the glass upside down to show it was truly all gone. "And I need to find the little girls room too," she giggled. I figured Clara was about gone by this time. So I led her back to the kitchen, refilled her glass and started to explain that the temporary ladies room was upstairs. "You show me, Richie." Clara declared as she grabbed my wrist and dragged me toward the stairs. She wasn't even giving me a chance as she towed me up the stairs. I pointed out the bathroom that was, thankfully, unoccupied at the moment. And heaved a sigh of relief as Clara closed the door behind her. She was getting looped fast and I didn't want to have to haul her back to her dorm room unconscious. Just as I thought this the door popped open and Clara's hand thrust her glass under my nose. "And fill me up again, Richie! This punch makes me thirstier the more I drink!" The door snapped shut almost before I got a grip on the empty glass. "I gotta taper her off" I grumbled to myself as I wound my way back to the punch bowl. Returning with a full glass of non-alcoholic fruit punch I planted my self outside the bathroom figuring I'd get her downstairs and back to her dorm before things got out of hand. When Clara finally came out of the bathroom the glow of her skin was readily apparent. Her eyes were sparkling and somehow all of the lines of her face were looser. Her lips were a little puffy and were redder than before. "So what's up here Richie?" She asked as once again she latched onto my wrist with both hands. "I've never been upstairs in a frat house. Do you naughty boys keep secrets up here?" Oh yeah, Clara was soused - big time! And I really wasn't that interested in showing a tipsy girl the sleeping rooms of a bunch of frat rats... most of whom had the housekeeping habits of a bear! But Clara was not to be denied. With a death grip on my arm she proceeded to haul me down the hall. The first room she barged into had the usual clutter; an unmade bed, clothes tossed everywhere and a couple of Playboy centerfolds tacked up on the wall. She was entranced by the pictures. "Are these girls real? Do guys really like looking at these pictures? Have you ever met any of these girls? She's kinda pretty but look at her boobies. They're so big! Do guys like big boobies?" She was chattering away and I don't think she knew what she was saying most of the time. Her eyes were sparkling and the color was rising in her face. I think she was a little embarrassed to be looking at semi naked women but wasn't going to admit to it. She proceeded to pull me from room to room. In each room she examined all the pictures and pinups and kept up a running commentary. "Look at this one. She looks bored in this picture. Her boobies are big too, but not as big as this lady. This one has bad hair. Why is she pushing her boobies together like that?. Wowee, this on can lick her own nipple! "Do boys like women who look like her? Why has she got her finger in her mouth?" As always she was off on another tangent before I could begin to respond. "All of these pictures are of girls with big boobies!" This seemed to be a revelation to her. Quickly she pivoted to the door and pulled me into the hall. "Where is your room, Richie?" she asked. "Do you have pictures on your wall?" My room is right here." I said. Once again I found myself seized by the wrist and dragged by Clara - this time into my own room. There were no pictures on the wall. I hadn't had time to thumbtack them up. Yet. Clara suddenly pushed me backwards. The back of my legs hit the bed and I found myself looking up from my bed at Clara. But as I grasped the situation she toppled onto me like a Ponderosa Pine falling in the forest. "Umph!" All the breath was knocked out of me as Clara landed full force on my stomach. "I like you Richie. You're cute" she said as she squirmed around. Her breath was sweet despite the alcohol. I winced as she placed an index finger on the tip of my nose and pressed it flat. "And you don't have any of those naughty pictures on the wall. Don't you like girls? Don't you like me?" "Hey, I like girls just fine." "Well I'm a girl. I got boobies." Who could tell under all the clothing? "I got big boobies. Bigger than any of the girls in those pictures." Didn't seem likely to me. "Hey, you're poking me, Richie." Christ almighty. With Clara squirming around on top of me, my body had done the natural thing... sprouted a boner. Even if she wasn't the most attractive girl the body of a teen age boy will spring to action at the slightest provocation. And Clara's actions and conversation had been provocation enough. "What's poking me, Richie? What have you got in your pocket? Oh, Richie, are you being rude? Is it my fault? Did my talking about boobies start you poking out like that? I've never seen a... you know...a...ah...guys...ah..." she was winding down in confusion and embarrassment. But then she gathered all her courage and as she wriggled to a sitting position on my stomach she finished her sentence. " A guys THINGIE." "It's not a "thingie". " I said in exasperation. "It's my cock. Or call it a dick. Or anything but "thingie". God Lord! How had I gotten into this? Could I get out with out becoming more embarrassed? "Okay, your dicky.." She started "Not dicky!" I practically shouted. "Quit adding a "Y" to everything. My name is Rich, not Richie. You just about crushed my dick. Not my dicky, not my cocky. Christ, how naive am I supposed to think you are?" "Oh Rich, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings. Or your ...em...dick." She leaned over me and planted two little kisses, one on each cheek. "I know. I'll make it up to you! I'll show you my big boobies if you'll show me your dick! You like girls, right." She was talking a mile a minute. "Do you like boobies? I mean boobs! Do you like big boobs? I hope so! Do you like mine?" And as she said this she shed her sport coat revealing her bib overalls and green flannel shirt. She waited a moment. Hands on hips, still straddling my stomach. "Well?" She asked. "Well what?" I responded. "Well, do you like my boobs?" she asked in exasperation. "What are you talking about?" I said. "You're sitting on my stomach, fully dressed and asking me if I like your boobs! I can't see anything with the only light coming from the door behind you and with you still fully dressed. Now stop being silly and let me up so I can take you home!" "NO!" in a blink of an eye she bounced off my stomach - knocking the air out of me once more - slammed the door shut and turned on the bed stand light. In one motion she kicked off her shoes, reached up and popped the clasps off of her overall's straps. Her overalls fell right to the floor and just as quickly she had regained her seat on my stomach. Of course I had just about regained my breath which was once more forced out of me with the impact of her landing. As I struggled to relearn to breath Clara placed both hands on her hips and once again demanded, "Do you like 'Em?" Truth to tell, it did seem that Clara had a fairly substantial rack under her flannel shirt. The bib overalls and sport coat had done a good job of disguising her boobies... I mean boobs. And with the light now shining from behind me I could see Clara very well. She didn't look half bad with her hair mussed, color in her cheeks and a sparkle in her eyes that I had never seen before. But I was pissed enough at her for knocking the breath out of me that I wasn't about to give her any satisfaction. "Like what, you crazy woman?" I demanded. "You knock me down, jump all over me and demand to know if I like something that I still haven't seen and which probably aren't near as big as you think they are. Those pinups are some of the best built, prettiest girls in America. You are a college freshman who's had too much to drink. Now let me up and let's forget this ever happened." "NO! Richie, I mean Rich. You don't mean that. I can still feel you poking me you know. And I do so have big boobs. See?" She grabbed her shirt in the back and pulled it taut, bunching it up at the small of her back. Suddenly there were gaps between each button and stress lines all over the front of her shirt. She did have tits! "Well , maybe." I said doubtfully. I was suddenly much more interested in where this was going. Truth be told, I loved big tits. And I had never dated a girl with large tits I was always intimidated when the girl I was talking to had a big rack. "Oh yes, I do. Bigger than any of those old pinups. You watch." She unbuttoned the lowest button and moved up to the next. "If I show you my big boobs will you show me what's poking me in the butt right now?" She had unbuttoned four of the seven buttons by now. "Yeah, sure." "There!" She cried in triumph as she whipped off her shirt and threw it behind her to flutter to the floor. What ever I had expected to see was not what was revealed. Instead of bare flesh or a bra being revealed, what I saw was a dark blue tube top that stretched from just below her armpits to cover the rest of her body. It was only after puzzling over this for a few seconds that I noticed it was fully packed it was with her pot belly. "Gotta get this off" Clara mumbled as she reached up and hooked her thumbs under the top of the tube top. "It gets damn uncomfortable after a long day!" With a grunt of effort she pushed both hands down to her hips. And out rolled her tits. I have read somewhere that in order to describe something that the other person has never seen and do it successfully, there must be a well understood common reference point from which to start. To describe Clara's now revealed breasts I had to start at ... well, big. No, BIG. Really, now that they were out from the confines of Clara's restrictive top I couldn't imagine that they had ever fit into it. They were bigger than BIG! I had never seen, never imagined, a set of breasts could be this large. Softballs were much smaller. Volleyballs? That was closer. Somewhere between basketballs and volleyballs I decided. What made them seem even larger was their unusual placement. Clara's boobs started low on her chest. The top slopes swelled gently at first, well below her armpits, and then exploded out and away in a startling abrupt swoop that ended at a pair of chewable looking nipples and then slowly swept back to meet at her lowest ribs. Her nips pointed slightly upwards and outwards at a 45 degree angle. Each breast was quivering firmly, still shivering from having been so abruptly revealed. She was still sitting on my stomach with her hands back on her waist. But I could not see her waist, her hands or the first part of her arms. All were blocked from my view by these massive breasts that protruded beyond the side of her body by several inches. And yet they still rubbed against each other, forming a cleavage that appeared to be able to swallow up a major city yellow pages. "My God", I croaked. "You're immense!" "Told ya so!" the breastacular Clara said triumphantly. "Now it's my turn." Before I could react, before my shaking hand could make contact with the incredible sweep of breast flesh before me, it vanished in a tangle of arms and legs as Clara spun around and plopped herself back on me facing my feet. This left me with my arms pinned under her legs, looking up into the closest view I had ever had of a young girls nylon covered, slightly moist crotch. Which smelled, well, delicious in a funny sort of way. Remember here that my experience with women had, until this moment, ranged from the fantasy to the hypothetical. Aside from a few half hearted good night kisses I was a complete and utter virgin. But maybe not for long. Clara was making short work of my belt and zipper, exposing my tented underwear. "Ohhh, what did I find?" Clara cooed as I felt her fingers gently caress the length of my cloth covered dick. "Is this the nasty thing that was poking me? I want to see!" If I had thought Clara was shy that thought was disappearing over the horizon on a fast horse. This was no shrinking violet! Grabbing pants and shorts in both hands Clara simultaneously lifted her top half up off me and stripped me naked to the knees exposing my stiff erection in all it's glory. Now before I go on I have to admit that I wasn't what I'd call "hung". Just under five inches long (yes, I'd measured!) it almost completely disappeared in Clara's hand as she grasped it gently in a full fisted grip. At the same time that I felt her hand clasp my hard dick I became acutely aware of the warmth of her insanely large breasts as they squashed out all over my stomach. All I could see was her crotch. Her panties were slowly becoming more and more transparent as her natural lubrication continued to flow. Clara had a sparse growth of pubic hair with well defined labia and ... my observations were interrupted. "Oh, it's pretty! And so warm," Clara breath bathed my twitching cock as she looked at it from all angles. Pushing and pulling at it. One moment stroking it up and down, the next giggling as she tried to force it to point toward my toes and watching it spring back to point right at her. Sure enough, I knew what was going to happen next. "Look out," I cried as I did what any red blooded college man would do when finding his abdomen buried under two gigantic tits while the possessor of those tits had her pussy inches above his nose and pushed and pulled on his cock. I blew like Mount St. Helen's. The first spurt almost achieved ceiling height and fell back onto Clara's back while the next had a somewhat more horizontal trajectory and I swear I heard it hit the headboard behind me. The remaining squirts landed variously on Clara, me , the bed and who knows where as she scrambled out of the way without ever taking her hand off my dick or missing a stroke. "Wow, that was something else!" Clara exclaimed. She was now kneeling on her haunches next to my right hip and was still clutching my now quiescent rod. "You were like a fountain! And so much! Look, you got all over me!" She pointed to pecker tracks all over her shoulders, upper chest and down onto her massive boobs. There was one wad just above her left nipple that she dabbed at with a finger tip. "Its still warm." she reported. "It feels kinda slippery. But it doesn't taste like much of anything." she told me as she removed her finger from her mouth. I was still gasping for breath, somewhat at a loss after having come so hard and so quickly. Who could have predicted that my first sexual experience would be a premature ejaculation with a semi ugly girl with the biggest tits in the world?!? No not semi ugly I decided as I watched Clara. She really was more plain with no fashion sense and no self confidence. But those had to be the biggest tits in the world. Seated next to me on her haunches, her boobs hung slightly away from her chest as she leaned over to continue to look at my dick, those massive spheres dangled down to rest comfortably on her upper thighs. The were being squeezed a little as she rubbed at one and then the other. The movements that this created were fascinating. Her tits seemed to jostle one another for room on her chest. There seemed at least a hands span between where her nipple quivered at the tip of her breast and where the mammoth sphere met her chest wall. She turned her head and looked at me. "You're not done are you? I want to play some more! I want to see what it feels to have you inside me! I've overheard some of the other girls in the dorm talk about it and I want to discover for myself." As she was saying this she was slowly rubbing the last of my cum into her left breast while her right hand still had a grip on my dick. "I'm not done." I assured her as I kicked off my shoes and pants. "With a little encouragement from you I'll be ready to go again in a few minutes." In fact I could feel my dick starting to revive just watching this busty young thing rub her tits and slowly stroking my dick. "Oh goody, here, feel my big boobie," all of Clara's eagerness seemed to have returned as she drew my right hand to her left breast. Her flesh was warm and very smooth. There were just a few stretch marks near her armpit. The texture change where her breast flesh became aureole and then nipple were subtle but as I slowly moved from her rib cage to the tip of her nipple I tried to memorize each nuance and difference. And as I'd estimated my hand spread as wide as I could did not quite reach from nipple tip to chest. I gently stroked down from her shoulder to the stiff nipple that was pointing in my direction, then ran my hand under and, squeezing gently, lifted her tit up. It overflowed my hand in all directions and I quickly lost control of the incredible bulk. Her boob slipped out of my grasp and bounced off her upper thigh. I grasped her nipple and pulled and squeezed it. Clara seemed to enjoy the gentle caresses as she leaned over and with a confidence that I hadn't expected sucked in the head of my cock and proceeded to vacuum up all the remaining cock juice from my dick and her hand. "Ohhh, yes" I moaned, "that feels incredible." "UM, grow bigger for Clara" she said to my now rapidly reviving dick. The tingle that I felt at that was a rush all over my body but centered in my crotch as my dick seemed to spring to attention with a twang! "Grow bigger for Clara" she repeated, never letting go of my cock and continuing to stroke faster and faster. "Ahhh, careful there Clara," I said, "I don't want to disappoint us again and come too quickly." "Oh, you won't will you? Please don't. Can I get on top? I've heard that's one of the best ways for girls and guys don't come so fast that way!" What did she do? Read sex manuals on the long cold winter evenings? Who cared. I would love to lie here and watch her bouncing about on top of my now rock hard stiffie! And anyway, she had stripped off her panties and was already swinging a leg over me. With a bit of clumsiness she managed to slip the head of my cock into the well lubricated center of her slit. She either was really aroused or was naturally wet cause I slipped in without any trouble. "Oh, god, that feels.... feels, ohh, sooo good" I'm not sure which one of us said that, we may have both done. With just the head inserted Clara leaned forward a bit, placed both hands on my chest and started a slow, subtle up and down movement that took a little more of my shaft into her with each repetition. Maybe because it was my first real fuck, maybe because she was on top, but it seemed that my dick was reaching further into Clara than I could have imagined. I could feel every ripple inside her as her movements grew more assured and just a bit faster. I was powerless to move as I watched Clara get into the groove. I watched her eyes slowly close as her tongue licked first her upper then her lower lip. She was moaning softly as her movements sped up. With her hands together on my chest Clara's arms were forcing her breasts together and out away from her body while her up and down motion imparted a mesmerizing bounce which in turn produced a slow rolling ripple thru her breasts. From the nipples outward to the limits of her breasts there was a constant movement. Because her breasts started low on her chest her nipples were within a few inches of my mouth on her forward rock. A temptation I was no longer willing to resist. Using both hands I corralled her left breast, leaned my head forward a few inches and licked and caressed the nipple that was spiked up a full 1/2 inch. The reaction from Clara was a long low moan that rose in intensity as I sucked more firmly. "God, yessss. I love that. I had no idea...." Her voice trailed off as her movement picked up speed again. "Suck it hard. Squeeze and suck. I love that feeling. More, Rich, suck harder. Please, I've...never... felt... so...good. OH Yes!" As she was climaxing I quickly switched to her right tit. I continued to suckle and chew at her nipple as she recovered her rhythm and began to add some side ways movements to her crotch pounding movement. I was getting close myself. Have I mentioned that Clara had large breasts? I know I have. But as I was nipping at her right nipple I discovered that while I was using both hands to hold her breast up to my lips my hands were outside my ears. Clara's boob was bigger than my head even when I was squeezing it between both of my hands! Clara was moaning louder again now and I could feel her clutching at me with her hands and with her cunt as she slammed herself up and down. Abandoning the huge breasts that continued to sway and bob in front of my lips I grabbed Clara's hips and urged her to faster and harder efforts. Finally, I held her hips still above me and slammed my cock as hard and as fast as I could while licking and biting the boobs that were now mashed into the lower half of my face. I seemed to be getting longer strokes. It must be the position, I thought to myself, as I let go with a roar that was half smothered in Clara's breasts. My climax pitched Clara over the edge as well and we clung to each other as the tremors slammed through both of us. "Boy," Clara sighed as she rested on top of me, "if this is fucking I want to do it more. I have never felt such intense..." "Shut up", I muttered and kissed her. "Oh, right, guys don't like to talk about feelings do they?" Clara smiled. "Well, okay." And she started to giggle. "What's funny?" I asked. "Well, that was the first time a boy's kissed me." She replied. "And it was after I showed him my big boobies, stripped him half naked and practically raped him. Twice. You have to admit that's not the usual order is it?" "I suppose not." I had to agree. Clara shifted to cuddle under my right arm. This left her left breast crushed against my side while her right breast flowed up and over onto my chest. While she nestled her head in the crook of my neck she twined her right leg over mine tucking her foot under my left leg. Not knowing quite what else to do I just lay there and enjoyed the moment of silence. Meanwhile Clara's free hand was slowly stroking and patting my chest and upper stomach. Feeling the need I reached down to adjust my cock and balls so they were not caught between my legs and I got a shock. I was not the same. I mean, I felt okay but there was something, different. Looking down, all I could see was the tremendous swell of Clara's vast boob completely blocking my view. Without saying anything to Clara I scratched my crotch. I was, well, bigger. Could sex cause a man's cock and balls to enlarge momentarily? My train of thought was derailed as another hand joined mine. "Penny for your thoughts, Rich" Clara said. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking? I'm wondering when we can do it again." Her hand stroked up and down, gently, slowly. It felt great. Hell, I was young, I was thinking, I could go another round. But I really wanted to spend some time with Clara's boobs. "Here, baby, shift over a little." I said as I moved down a little and onto my side facing Clara. In profile, lying on her back, her tits spread out and filled every inch from her collarbone to just above her bellybutton. With her holding her hands together over her crotch her breasts were forced together in the center of her chest while the outer slopes trembled, over flowing her arm pits and just even with the outside of her arms. Her nipples reached up toward the ceiling. The depth of her rib cage from back to sternum was almost exactly matched by the depth of her breasts from rib cage to nipple. "Boy, Clara, you do have some really big tits. And when you get excited your nipples really stretch out." I reached over and gently grasped her right nipple. I rolled it slowly back and forth between my thumb and finger. As it started to spring to attention I gently drew it up. Holding it firmly I lifted it up as far as I could. Drawing her breast up into a huge cone shape I was able to stretch her boob up until it seemed her nipple was at least a foot and a half off her chest. Letting go her breast dropped and quivered, ripples continuing to spread and rebound for almost 30 second. "Oh, that feels good. I had no idea how sensitive my huge breast were. I love having you touch and caress them. When you were sucking on them earlier, I felt like there was a connection between my breasts and my, um .. my, you know, down there." Jeez, practically forces herself on me, brags about and then shows me the biggest tits I've ever seen because of some .. well who knows why, fucks my brains out and now can't say the word cunt. "You could call it your pussy or cunt or most anything else." I told her. "I'm just a little shy still I guess" she confessed. Using both hands I kneaded her breasts. First the right, then the left, then switching back and forth between them. I gave them quite a working over and Clara was loving it. Her breath was now coming in little puffs and she was moaning from time to time. Leaning over I used both hands to force her left breast into a huge cone shape and sucked the nipple into my mouth gently at first and then I began sucking and releasing harder and harder until I was practically chewing on her tit, drawing it up and as far off her chest as I could then forcing my face down into her massive breast flesh until all light and air was cut off and then just nipping and licking gently before switching to her right breast and continuing to work her tits harder and harder. Finally I managed with difficulty to get both nipples into my mouth at once and as I stroked and kneaded her boobs I suckled on both at once. Clara's arms snapped up to hold me tight to her chest as she crashed into an orgasm that left her trembling and weak. I was just congratulating myself and thinking that that ought to hold her for a few minutes when I felt her hand caress the inside of my thigh. "That felt so wonderful. I had no idea I could have an orgasm from having someone pay attention to my breasts like that. WOW! Now I want to do something special for you!" Where did this energy come from? But, still, Press On! "What did you have in mind?" I asked. "Well, I understand that boys like it when girls put their mouths on them down there." Her hand fluttered over my crotch as she spoke. "Well, yeah." I responded. "And boys like it if you use the sexy words. Do you know what it's called when you Use your mouth down there'?" I asked. "Blow job." she said faintly. "It's called a blow job! And I want to give you a blow job." Her voice strengthened as she repeated herself. Her voice now sounded confident and assured. "I want you to sit on the edge of the bed here, watch me kneel between your legs and use my mouth on your cock and balls. I want you to feel me stroke your dick in my hand and lick the shaft up and down." Her voice was getting louder and more excited. The more she talked the more she seemed to get into it. "I want to see the look in your eyes as I swallow as much of your shaft into my throat as I can. I want to ...." "Okay, stop talking about it or I'll waste a load on the bed sheet again. You sure picked up the sexy talk in a hurry Clara!" You know? I like the sexy talk." She exclaimed. "I could see the excitement in your eyes growing. That really gave me a rush, like I was in control. Come on, shift over here. I want to do this now!" And she grabbed my arm and pulled me into position. Still holding my hand she stepped back from the bed. It was really the first chance I had had to see all of her since we had entered the room. The odd thing that struck me was that her toenails had polish on them. I don't know why that struck me but it did. No makeup, no fancy hair do, no fingernail polish but her toenails were perfect. Strange. "I know my body isn't real well proportioned" Clara said ,misinterpreting my look. "My boobies are way too big for the rest of me. But I keep in shape. I like to exercise." She cuddled her tits in her arms. She could pillow them up under her face and practically bury herself in her boobs. "And I think some guys like girls with big boobies. Right Rich? And I have really big boobs!" Her voice was teasing as she stepped between my legs and pulled my head between her boobs. Twisting her shoulders back and forth she battered me with her mammoth development for 20 or 30 seconds. It was completely dark in there! Her boobs brushed back and forth over my shoulders and covered my entire head with flesh to spare. Gasping, I pushed her back slightly so I could look up through the Grand Canyon of Clara's cleavage. Her eyes were bright with lust. "Clara," I said in all honesty, "you have the biggest boobs I've ever imagined. And I think you like having me play with them as much as I like to play with them. Right?": "You're right, Richie and I really thank you for letting me learn how much I enjoy all this! Now sit back and let me do something I've thought about and wasn't sure I would ever get a chance to do." With that she slowly dropped to her knees between my legs, sensuously caressing my body with her tremendous tits as she did so. Tenderly, she grasped my dick in her hand and lifted it up off my crotch. It did seem larger than before to me. A little bit more was extended from her hand as she brought her lips to it and gently kissed the tip. Both my cock and I twitched in response. "I like your dick, Rich." She murmured just before she slipped the head into her mouth. My head fell back as I felt her tongue slip around the head of my cock. "Oh, yes, nice. What a nice dick. Does it feel good when I lick the shaft like this? Yeah, I can tell it does. You tremble real nice when I suck just the head in and out like this, don't you?" Her hand kept up the pace and she sucked each ball into her mouth for a moment and then she cradled them both in the palm of her left hand as she beat my meat with her other hand. Honest to God, my dick seemed to be about seven inches long! At least two inches longer than I'd ever been before! "Ummm. Come on, honey. Grow bigger for Clara" she murmured. "Grow bigger for Clara. I want to suck out all the nice juice." That weirdly strong tingle came back as Clara said this and over the next couple of minutes I could see and feel my dick slowly expand in her hand. What the hell was going on? As I watched in disbelief Clara gave my dick the kind of blow job that I'd dreamt of. Now she was using both hands to stroke my dick. And she had to if she wanted to hold all of it at once. Every once in a while she would take her hands off the shaft and try to take me into her throat. Each time she would get a little more but never quite all of it. The effect was thrilling. I was getting a first class blow job from a girl that had never done this before. Most of the guys I knew that had girlfriends complained that they would never really suck them. They just went through the motions. Clara was way past that! Her eyes were on mine as her face rode up and down my cock. They glittered with lust as she teased the tip of my cock head with her tongue tip. "God, honey, you're so big! I can't get you all in my mouth!" Clara exclaimed. "Do you like it when I rub you between my big titties. I can make you disappear in my cleavage. Watch! This is so sexy!" Clara hefted both jugs up and caught my cock between them. She eagerly rubbed them up and down against each other with my dick trapped between them. "You like that don't you? I can feel your excitement building up. Look. Your big dick disappears between my boobies when I mash them together. Then, look, the head just pops out when I relax a little. So I can lick it." Her tongue darted out and circled the head of my shaft. "Ohh, I like doing this so much. I can feel you throbbing in my mouth. Mmmmm. So nice, so big. See?" Like I was watching anything else? This was the most exciting thing I'd ever seen. Clara could easily enfold my dick in her cleavage and was pounding her boobs up and down my shaft. The delicious soft pressure of those two mammoth pads of flesh was rapidly bringing me to a climax. "No, no. You come in my mouth, honey." Just as I was about to blow off Clara dropped her phenomenal tits, and crammed my cock in her mouth. The suction she applied felt like it was going to suck my toenails into my feet and I came like a rocket! With out missing a beat Clara caressed my balls, stroked my cock and, as my load started to diminish managed to swallow me right up so that her lips were pressed tight against my crotch. None of my cock shaft remained in sight as she swallowed and swallowed. The sensation on the head of my prick almost made me pass out it felt so good. Exhausted, I tumbled back onto the bed and felt Clara crawl up next to me. "That was really cool, Rich. I almost got off from watching you get off. And watching your dick between my breasts, whooo that was exciting but not as good as when you came in my mouth. I thought you'd never stop!" Clara was going at top speed again. "Well, I'm glad you liked it because it was awfully terrific from my end too. Watching you work on my dick... you seemed to really enjoy it. But.. it seems like my dick got bigger." "Well of course silly, everyone knows a guys dick gets bigger when they get excited. I take it as a compliment!" "No, I mean... before tonight my dick was never more than, well, about 5 inches long. When you were giving me a blow job it seemed a lot bigger than that." "Well , I didn't really notice. I was just so excited watching you get off. I liked that. A lot" "Honey" Clara's voice turned soft and velvety. "I really got excited giving you that blow job." Her hand was caressing my chest lightly. "I really liked making you get all hot and bothered but it made me all hot and bothered too. Can we do me again, please?" "Whoa, give me a minute to recuperate" I said. "I need to use the bathroom too. hang here while I freshen up." I slipped down the hall. The party downstairs was still going strong. Glancing at the wall clock I noticed that only an hour and 10 minutes had gone by. Wow. All that sex in such a short time. As I relieved myself I confirmed my suspicion. My dick was bigger. Not much larger in it's now flaccid state but still noticeably larger. As I stepped back into my room I paused after closing the door. Clara was in front of the full length mirror on the closet door. She was looking at herself in the mirror and holding her breasts up. Not an easy task given how titanic the boobs were and how small her hands. Slowly she let them drop to their normal position. I was struck once more by how low on her chest they sat. It was probably what made it possible for her to have disguised their size. Exposed as they now were I would have bet that they would be impossible to hide. Yet Clara had done so for most of the school year and probably for a long time before that. I stepped up behind her and placed my hands on her hips. "What are you doing?" I asked. "Oh just looking at myself." She replied. "I haven't really looked at myself in a long time. Do you really like my boobs? I mean, really? "What makes you ask?" I wondered as I reached up from her hips and caressed the sides of her tits. She didn't respond as I began to slowly knead the tips of her boobs, pulling at her nipples, rolling them between my fingers and then using my palms to try to press them back into Clara's body. This made great mounds of breast flesh splash out on the sides, the bottoms, the tops. I moved my hands in large arcs. Her boobs, when pressed down, overlapped her belly button almost to the top of her bush. When pressed together from the outside they extended out with a massive cleavage of at least 2 feet. When I put my hands between her breasts and pushed outward her nipples were a foot outside her rib cage and when I pressed upwards from the bottom of her breasts you could just see Clara's eyes peeking over the mountains of flesh in front of her. I still hadn't answered her and Clara's eyes were clouding over with lust as she sighed and moaned softly as I continued to manipulate her boobs. I slid one hand down and lightly fingered her moist pussy lips as I whispered in her ear. "You have magnificent breasts. You have the largest breasts I've ever seen ... the largest I've ever imagined. You should be proud of your body. Most women would kill to be half as voluptuous as you are. Men would fight to get a date with you if they knew. If they could see even a hint of what you've shown me. Why do you ask?", I repeated. "I've always had really big boobies." She said. "When they started to become really big I was 14 and Mom started to help me dress to hide them. Mom always told me that boys would cause trouble for me if they knew how big my boobies were and so I've always hid them. Until tonight. When I saw those pictures and realized that guys really like big boobies I wanted to know if you would like mine. I guess I always have felt embarrassed by my big tits. Mom is pretty flat chested and I think she was uncomfortable with how fast I developed. My Aunt Helen had pretty big tits, I think. Maybe if Mom had bigger boobs...oohhh, that feels so good when you squeeze 'em like that. Don't stop now. I think Mom and Aunt Helen had a big fight. They haven't spoken in years. I wonder where she is?" She twisted around in my arms. Her arms went around my waist and she snuggled her immense tits against my lower chest. Looking down, it was a vista of cleavage and breast flesh rising in mammoth swells. She went on. "I heard Mom and Aunt Helen fighting about me when I was about 11 years old. It was weird, Aunt Helen told Mom that she only had to look at me to see my potential and Mom told her that she'd never help her and to get out." "Anyway Mom told me a couple of years ago that while I have a lot of potential that I would have to wait till I was a lot older to begin witch training. And that was the pretty much the end of it. And I think maybe Mom should have talked to me more about boys and girls. I've always been afraid of what boys would say if they saw me in a dress or bathing suit. And the girls I've known are always so giggly and everyone talks about sex but I don't think nearly anyone I know has done it. "But boy, if I had known how good it could feel to have my big nips sucked... and how tingly I get all over when you knead my breasts, ungh, yesss like that ...and the quiver that shoots right to my cunny when I twist my nips up tight like this, ungh, I, think...I think..... OOOHHH yes GOD that feels so good.. I...think.. I know I would have done this a lot more. Now that I know how good this feels I feel like I could want to do it all the time!" She lifted up one huge breast while drawing my head down to meet her nipple. "I could... God, it seems like I can come just from having you suck my tits. They feel so good. Come on, lets do it again." and with that she started groping for my slowly reviving cock. Using my dick as a handle she gently drew me to the bed and sat on the edge. "I want you on top of me this time," she murmured. She was looking me right in the eyes as she gently drew the head of my cock into her mouth and sucked lightly for a moment. "I'm so hot for you, baby. I want to feel your big dick in my cunt. I really love your big dick!" And it was a big dick! This morning my piss hard-on had extended, maximum, 5 inches from my crotch. Now Clara was just able to hold all of my cock in both hands. It looked to be about 9 inches long. And considerably thicker, too. "Ohh, what a pretty dick. Grow bigger for Clara, baby, grow bigger for Clara! I need your big dick inside me." I groaned out loud as a tremendous rush went thru my body and centered in my crotch. I knew what I was going to see even as I watched in awe as my dick continued to grow in Clara's grasp. It didn't swell up like a balloon but as Clara kept stroking, with each stroke it seemed my dick grew a little thicker, a little longer as the rapture rose, crested and subsided. It was all I could do to avoid coming. My toes gripped the rug and my fingernails dug into the palms of my hands as I concentrated on not blowing another load in Clara's face. By the time Clara fell back onto the bed she was holding a dick that would have put most porn stars to shame. It was almost a foot long I guessed and so thick that Clara's fingers only just met her thumb where before they had easily overlapped. "Oh, Rich," Clara moaned, "Fuck my cunt with your pretty, pretty, dick. Slide it right up into my hot wet cunt. I need to feel you deep inside me. Fuck me. Fuck me, now!" She was lying on the bed, with one hand still on my cock while the other stroked up and down the well lubricated slot between her legs. There was no mistaking the drops of wetness that clung to her sparse bush and the slick moistness of her cunt lips. Clara was one hot and ready woman! Her amazing tits continued to quiver and shake as she stroked herself and kept tugging on my dick to get me into position between her legs. Feeling the incredible rush finally start to fade I clambered onto my knees between her legs. Settling onto my haunches, I grasped the shaft of my dick and stroked myself two or three times. I was definitely the proud owner of one big dick! Clara was watching me with half closed eyes as she continued to fondle her cunt and now to twist and pull on her nipples as well. "Come on honey," she whimpered. "I want to feel you fuck me now. Stop teasing me. Give Clara what she needs. Push that great big hard dick into me! Do you like to watch me suck my nips? That turns you on doesn't it? See how big I can make 'em! I love the way this makes me feel. It would feel better if you did it. Here, you suck my other one. But give me that dick!" She sounded, and looked, desperate and I didn't want to keep her waiting. Watching as she chewed on her right nipple while still attending to her own dripping snatch and twisting her other nipple was one of the most erotic things I could imagine seeing. I leaned forward and slowly slotted my cock head between the lips of her cunt. The moan of happiness that she let out made my spine shiver. "More, more, more, please, Rich, now more." she begged. As soon as my dick head moved between her lips hers hands jumped to my waist and she tried to pull me further into her. Her hands plucked and twitched as she writhed before me. Her eyes were shut tight and her mouth was locked in a grimace as I slowly fed her another fraction of an inch and then another and then one more. "Quit teasing me you bastard!" Clara shouted in frustration. "You got me all hot and bothered. You better make me feel real good. Give me more! I want to feel it deep inside me. Come ON. FUCK ME!" She was really screaming now. Her hips started to buck up and down, trying to clench more of my shaft in her hot cunt. "You want more, huh?" I teased. "Why should I give you more? Do you deserve more?" "Yes. Yes. Please. Give me what I need. PLEASE! Suck on my big boobs. You like them. See how big my nipples have gotten. Won't you suck them for me?" She pleaded. Her nipples were spiked out almost an inch. Her aureole were puffed up off the breast almost like small tits themselves. "Alright, push 'Em together for me so I can suck both nipples at the same time. You know how much you like that, Clara. That's it, push 'Em together real tight." Clara pressed her whopping, gargantuan breasts together as hard as she could and managed to rub both nipples together. "Please, I really need to feel you suck on my big nipples, suck me hard." she begged. I leaned forward and took both her nipples between my lips and teeth. "God, you bastard, that feels so incredible," Clara panted. "You know I love that. Hard, you bastard, suck hard! And feed me that cock!" As I continued to suck and chew on both tits I slowly crammed my dick further and further into Clara tight, hot snatch. "FUCK YES!! YES!! YES!!" Clara was pulling on my butt with both hands trying to speed up my thrust but I refused to be hurried. "Ugh, ugh, ugh, now, more, more, more, harder. FUCK!! FUCK!! OH GOD!! As I finally reached the bottom of my stroke Clara legs which had been trying to climb up my back shot straight out and she grabbed both heels and pulled her legs almost flat on the bed. Her pelvis slammed up and down as she let out the most horrendous shriek! "THAT'S IT, THAT'S IT, THAT'S IT" She cried in cadence with her pelvic thrusts. "I'M COMING. I'M COMING." "SO DEEP, SOO GOOD. DON'T STOP, NEVER STOP. MORE, MORE MORE MOREMOREMOREMORE. OH OH OH GOD GOD I'M STILL COMING ARRGGHH." Clara was totally out of control. Her face was tight and flushed, she was pulling her legs back so far it looked like she could tuck her heels behind her ears, her breasts were crushed into my face so hard I couldn't breathe and her abdomen was knotting up with one orgasmic spasm after another. I didn't even try to move. I just held on for dear life. My dick was pushed as far up her as I could get it and I felt like she was trying to snap it off inside her. Finally, after several frenetic minutes Clara started to calm down. "Christ that was incredible," She exclaimed. "I felt like the whole world was melting. That was... unbelievable." "You okay?" I asked. "Boy, howdy, yeah! WOW!! I've never imagined it could be like that. And you're still hard and inside me aren't you? I can feel you. Can you feel this?" As she spoke I felt a definite clenching around my dick. "Yeah. I can feel that. Can you feel this?" I teased as I slowly withdrew until only the head of my dick was still within Clara lips. "Oh, Rich." A shudder went thru Clara as I backed out. "That feels... that long stroke! It just makes me feel all melty." I slid slowly back into her. Then out again. Then, more quickly into her. Stopping at full thrust I ground my pelvis against her making my huge glans move around inside Clara's hot clenching snatch. "OH RICHIE. You make me feel so good. Please don't stop!" Stop? I wasn't going to stop until I'd fucked Clara blind! Resting atop the wonderful soft shelf of Clara's boobs I stroked and pushed, slid deep inside and pulled almost all the way out only to cram my dick as far up her pussy as possible. I could feel her nipples harden again as her desire rekindled and built higher and higher. I was giving her full length strokes and trying to ride up on her so that her clit was being heavily stimulated by my thick hard shaft. "Suck on your own tits, Clara." I ordered. "I know you like to feel your fantastic tits sucked while I fuck deep into your cunt. And it turns me on to see you do it! Suck 'Em hard." Clara looked up at me with smoldering eyes and she used both hands to cup her giant left tit to her mouth. "You love to watch me play with my big tits don't you Rich? I know you had no idea how massive my tits were when you asked me out. Were you surprised to find out how immense they are?" She was nipping and licking at her nipple as she talked. The look in her eyes was one of incredible excitement. She seemed to really enjoy talking dirty to me. She was teasing me and I was loving it! "See how they shimmy and bounce when you slam your big dick into my hot cunt?" she let her tit slip out of her mouth and we both watched as they bounced and rebounded from the pounding I was giving her. At the apex of their bounce Clara's face almost disappeared except for her sparkling, coquettish eyes. "I love the look you get in your eyes when you watch me. It turns me on seeing you get all hot watching my jumbo boobs, Rich. I had no idea it was so much fun to tease and flaunt. I really thank you for turning me on to this. Oh, yes. Fuck me hard! I love that. Are you going to come soon Rich. Ungh. Ungh. I hope you can hold out. I feel like, oh, yes. Let me twist my nipples. YES, YES, GOD DAMN THAT FEELS SO GOOD YOU BASTARD I'm coming coming, coming. YES GOD GOD GOD!" "Lets do it doggie style" I gasped. I had been pounding away and was just about on the verge of coming. I figured a change of position would give me a chance to catch my breath and calm down a bit so I could last longer. I slid my dick free of Clara's grasping snatch and watched as she scrambled to her hands and knees. Her breasts almost brushed the bed sheets as she looked over her shoulder and wiggled her butt at me. "C'mon Rover", she giggled. "I'm your hot and horny bitch. You can't stop 'till you make me cum again." I quickly moved into position and as I slid my cock head into her pussy from behind Clara slammed her hips back at me. "JESUS, THAT'S DEEP" She shrieked. "I LOVE IT. LOVE IT. LOVE IT." She emphasized each statement with a harder and harder thrust. She was nearly pushing me off the bed! Clara slumped down, resting her head on the bed, crushing her monstrous breasts between her chest and the bed. Then she bounced up and placed her hands, palm up on the bed under her breasts and dropped her shoulders back down. "You really like to squeeze your nipples? Don't you?" I asked. "It feels so good. You are going so deep inside me this way I feel like I could just fuck like this all night long." She moaned. "I love to pull on my nipples. It's almost as good as when you suck and chew on them. Oh God. Here I go. Here I go. GO. GO. GOD OH GOD FUCK ME FUCK ME DON'T STOP YES...YES... YES. I was right behind her. As Clara crashed into another orgasm my cock started to pulse and shoot deep inside her. Burst after burst shot deep into Clara's snatch as she moaned and pleaded for more. I felt like every organ in my body was melting and squirting out my cock into Clara's hot sucking snatch. Finally, with a groan I collapsed onto Clara's back and we slid together onto the bed with my wilting dick still trapped in her pussy. "I think I've died and gone to heaven" I said as I lay on top of her. I was exhausted. Four times in one night. Must be some kind of record for the frat house. "I know I've seen God. Several times!" She replied. "Now roll off me. I have to sneak to the bathroom and clean up a little. I'm past dripping!" With that she wriggled out from under me and was out the door before I could stop her. Several minutes passed and just as I was getting concerned she was back closing the door quickly behind her. "No one saw me." She grinned at me. "But it was a close thing! What would your frat brothers say if they knew you had a girl in your room?" Most of them wouldn't have believed it, I thought. If I told them it was Clara most wouldn't want to think about it. Unless they could see her as I could see her now, with out her disguises in place. Clara serenely strolled across the room and stood again in front of the mirror. She seemed, oh, more confident now. She was standing looking at her reflection, slowly pivoting from one side to the other. "What do you see?" I asked. "A young woman." She replied. "A young woman who feels like she's just waking up from a long sleep. Not Sleeping Beauty perhaps. More like Sleeping Busty!" She giggled. She kept surveying herself. "You know," she went on, "I don't think I've ever really spent any time studying myself without thinking how grotesque these were!" She emphasized her point by grabbing both tits and crushing them against herself. When she snatched her hands away her breasts tumbled back into their normal low attitude and continued to quiver and shake as Clara declared, "My breasts are NOT ugly. They ARE really big. But they are also well shaped and quite firm for how big they are, right Rich?" She turned to glance at me over her shoulder and I smiled and gave her thumbs up! "Guys like big breasts, they should like bigger breasts even more, right? I never felt I could attract a boy. I know I am not real pretty. I'm kind of plain. But now I feel different and I owe it all to you." She walked over to the bed and plopped herself down on the bed. We both watched and waited until her hooters had finally come to a rest. "Rich. We've just fucked our brains out. Can I ask you a question and will you give me an honest answer?" Uh oh. Where were we going now? "Well, you know we guys don't like to talk about our feelings. Ouch! Hey!" Who knew she could punch like that? My shoulder was going to be black and blue! "Rich, c'mon be serious. For a moment at least. Now tell me the truth. Do you think I'm pretty?" "Well, Clara, um. well. Ahh, honest?" She nodded her head which did some real interesting things elsewhere. "You aren't ugly but you're not pretty either. When you said you were plain you were right." "So if I want to attract a boy is it right if I try to use my body? My Mom made it clear that guys were only interested in one thing and that I shouldn't let them see my body or let them touch me. She taught me to dress so that no one could see how big my tits are. And it works. No boy has ever given me a second look until you asked me to this party. "I was so glad to be invited tonight that I went out to buy a real dress to wear. But I gave up. None of the shops I went to didn't have anything that would fit. The clerks seemed real rude when she saw how I was built." I saw a tear start to form but Clara dashed it away. I was a little embarrassed too. Clara didn't know what had motivated me to invite her to this party. I vowed then and there that she would never learn either. Besides the fact that we had mutually taken each other virginity and fucked our brains out, I found that I really liked Clara and didn't want to hurt her in any way. "So I'm no beauty. Right. That's okay. I have other assets. You said earlier that I have magnificent breasts. The largest breasts you've ever seen you said ... the largest you'd ever imagined. You should be proud of your body you told me. You weren't just saying that were you?" "No, Clara, "I said. "It was all the truth. You also seem to be a reasonably nice person when you don't start in about being a witch or warlock or whatever?" "But I am descended from witches!" She stated. "But never mind that now. Lets get back to the subject. I've got a good body. I'm not fat, my legs are fine, my butts real tight from all the walking I do every day and I have really great big, stupendous tits! Is it okay for me to use my body to attract a man. And would it work Rich? Would a man be attracted to me?" "What do you want me to say, Clara?" "Tell me the truth, dammit." "Um, well. Stand up for a minute. Yeah, good. Turn around. Slowly, do it again. Okay you can sit down. Clara, you have real good legs, if you wore heels I suspect you're legs would be terrific. You've got a nice tight butt and stomach. But Clara, you are unique." "How so?" I think she knew where I was going but she wanted to hear me say it. "You have the biggest and best set of tits in the world. I've seen my share of pinups. I've never seen anyone that comes close to having breasts as large, firm, shapely and tremendous as you do. They stand out proudly, they have a span that is incredible. I still can't believe that you would want to, or be able to hide your shape the way you did. It's almost criminal. And you seem to have a natural sexual freedom about yourself that really sets you apart from all the other women I've ever known." Well, that part was true but she didn't have to know that I'd not really "known" any other women. "Clara, let me tell you the truth. If you stood next to Ms. Miller in English Lit with both of you dressed the way she usually dresses I doubt that most guys in the room would even notice her." "Really?" Her eyes were as big as saucers. "Do you really think so, Rich? Wow!!" Ms Miller was one of the sexiest women on campus. A sultry, willowy bodied brunette with an impressive set of tits. She usually displayed a little cleavage and always flashed some thigh in class when she sat on the edge of her desk in front of the class. She was the reason I had fought for a front row seat and ended up sitting next to Clara. She was said to be dating the quarterback coach of the football team who was regarded as the campus stud in most circles. Guys said she was a hot number and a dedicated crotch watcher. I think they were just blowing smoke. "Ms. Miller is so hot. I couldn't compete with her!" "Yeah, Ms. Miller is hot. She dresses to tease more often than not, she seems to know what attracts men and is not afraid to dress to attract attention. And she is pretty. But seriously, try to imagine how you would look in a form fitting skirt, good fitting bra and a tight sweater with a scoop neck under a fitted blazer instead of an oversized men's sport coat, bib overalls and flannel shirt. You'd cause accidents. Men would walk into light poles as you passed. Girls would be trying to claw your eyes out! Don't misunderstand. You may not be "pretty" but you could attract as much attention as you wanted to if you dressed to show off your assets." Jeez. I was tired. But thinking of Clara dressed as I'd described was a stimulating thought. Could we knock off the chatter so I could get some sleep? I guessed not as Clara continued. "So you think if I spent a little more time with my hair and makeup and dressed a little differently I could really attract some attention, Rich? Rich?" "Um yeah, sure." I mumbled wearily. "Clara, I'm bushed. Can we continue this in the morning?" "Oh Richie, Rich, I mean. Hang in here with me. This is so exciting to me. I think there are new horizons opening up before me. I'm going to start a new life tomorrow. And I have you to thank in so many ways." She leaned over me, crushing her leviathan breasts into my chest and planted a scorching kiss on my lips. As her tongue worked its magic in my mouth I wished I had more energy but I was about fucked out. Nevertheless, I did manage to respond to her kisses and returned them with interest. Clara slowly broke the kiss and settled herself on top of my chest. With her arms crossed over my upper chest her boobs completely covered my lower chest and upper stomach. I slowly stroked her back which caused her to wriggle in pleasure. This, of course, caused all kinds of interesting movements on my chest and upper stomach but I was almost too far gone to notice. I did feel her nipples trying to dig into my chest however. "So first thing tomorrow I've got to find a good foundation specialist." She declared. "Huh? What? A what specialist? What are you talking about?" I asked sleepily. "Oh honey. Honestly. You said! A good fitting bra." In response to my still baffled look she went on. "Women's underwear are called foundation garments. Who knows why?" She sat up next to me and proudly jutted out her chest. "A girl built like me can't find much off the rack in the way of dresses. I proved that to myself yesterday!" A frown flitted over her face and was gone to be replaced by a smile I can only describe as proud. "I sure can't expect to find a bra in my size in J. C. Penny's!" She seemed to gather some satisfaction from this pronouncement. "Why?" I wondered aloud. "What size do you wear?" It was a thought that had flitted through my mind before but I'd not thought to ask it. "Well, lets see." She looked thoughtfully down at the huge swells of flesh that hung from her so solidly, jutting out over my chest. "I had to measure myself before I went shopping yesterday. My chest right here below my boobs is 37 inches. Add five to that. That means I would wear a size 42 bra. But the real measurement of breast size is the cup. That's the difference between the size, 42 in my case, and the fullest part of the breast which was, um, uh, well," she was almost blushing! "This is kind of embarrassing, Rich." Maybe so, but my ears had perked up, so to speak. "No, go ahead. You have my full and undivided attention!" "Oh," she chuckled, "you guys are all alike with your pinups! You just want to know how big a girls boobies are." "You wound me." I shot back. "There are no pinups in here. You said yourself that I had no idea how built you were when I asked you to this party! And you were right." Which was God's truth. No one could have been more surprised than I was when Clara's tits first surged into view from under her wrappings. "Well, I suppose so. And," Clara continued happily, "if I'm going to attract attention I suppose I'll get used to people wondering and, in some cases, asking." She paused. "Well?" I prodded. "How big is the fullest part of your breast measurement?" "Zizdy tinches" Clara mumbled as she turned her head away in embarrassment. "What? You tease! Go on then, don't tell me. I'm going to sleep." I said as I rolled onto my side away from Clara. "Richie, I said I was embarrassed. But I do want you to know so roll back over or I'll tickle you till you puke." The fingernails in my ribs weren't moving but the threat was there so I rolled back over. "Well?" "Sixty Two inches. Around the fullest part, that is." "Yuh, I would say so. Sixty two inches? SIXTY TWO Inches?" You could hear the capital letters in my voice. "Your breasts are, um, sixty two take away thirty seven. Um, TWENTY FIVE inches bigger around than your chest? "Twenty five inches. But only twenty inches larger than my chest band measurement" Clara was watching me closely. I think she wanted me to ask. I had to ask. "So what cup size does that mean you would wear?" "Each foundation manufacturer has their own system. Each cup size is an inch in most systems. So that means that , um, well, if I can find one or have one made, I wear a 42T bra." Christ. I'd dreamt of dating a girl with a D cup. Clara was a girl that was developed so far beyond that she was in a different world entirely. Wow! "Thirty seven inches. Sixty two inches," I was mumbling to myself in exhaustion. "Twenty five inches. A T Cup for God's sake." I was having a hard time putting all the numbers together. Some how, knowing the facts, the stats, made Clara's improbable bust even larger! "Yes the fullest part of my breasts is sixty two inches and two feet, one inch bigger than my chest. And in case you want to write it down my hips are 40 inches and my waist is 28. And I'm five foot five and one half inches tall and weigh just over 140 pounds. I'm a VERY healthy young lady!" She said this last with a real note of pride in her voice. "Yes indeed you are!" I agreed. "And, Rich?" Clara murmured as she nuzzled my neck. "Yes, Clara?" I responded as I started to drift once more. "I'm a very HORNEY young lady. Can we do it one more time? Tomorrow starts a whole new life for me and I want to start it out with another bang." She snickered to herself at her pun. And licked my ear. That made me shiver. "Clara, we've already done it four times." Or was it more? I'd lost count. "You've worn me right down to the nub! I don't think I can go again tonight." "Oh, give yourself some credit. You've got tremendous stamina. I always know about these things. I can tell you have untapped reserves. And I'll help you. Besides," she said as her right hand spider walked its way down to my groin, "I don't think this is exactly a nub." Sure enough, despite the lethargy that was sweeping my body my dick had started to raise its head, and shaft, in response to Clara's conversation and clever handiwork. "See? It wants to come out and play with Clara." Seeing my eyes open a bit Clara leaned over and shimmied her boobs in my face. "Here. Suck on Clara's big, big tittie. Yeah, like that. Oh, good. That feels so good. My breasts want lots of attention and you're the guy to do it aren't you. Oh, yes suck them hard. You know I love that." "Here, wait a moment. Let me show you something. You like to watch me suck my own big nipples? There, see? Have you ever seen bigger nipples that these? And they so love to be sucked. You showed me all this tonight and I'll never forget you for it. "My life is going to be so different now. No more hiding all this every day. I'm going to flaunt and tease and take any man I want. I'll jiggle these huge tits in their face like this, oh you like that? It feels so good to jiggle and shake them. I've seen the way men watch the girls that go without a bra. "Can you imagine the reaction when I wear a skin tight T shirt and let all this bounce and shake all over my chest? Watch how they dance when I shake my shoulders. I like shaking my tits for you. It feels so sensual. I can see you get excited. You like to hear me talk about how big my boobs are and how much I like to have them squeezed and sucked and licked? Oh you DO like that! I felt your dick twitch. That's good, you can suck this one for a while. "If guys ask, I'll let them feel me up in the park, in the supermarket, at the beach - I can buy a bikini! With T cups! I'll have guys crawling over burning sands to meet me and I owe it all to you Rich. Every time I let a guy catch a glimpse of cleavage I'll think of you. Every time some lucky guy gets to run his big dick between my huge breasts I'll tell them about you. When I press these mammoth tits into the back of some unsuspecting subway rider I'll thank you. And if he turns around I just may let him pinch and play with my big sensitive nipples. Just like this. Watch. See how I twist them and pull on them? Oh, God, yes. And look, your big dick is standing at attention already. You really like to watch me tease you with these giant titties of mine don't you? And you like to hear me talk about them too, I can tell by how big your dick is! "Golly, it's so big I can barely get my hand around it." Clara's voice seemed to fade in and out. Her hand was clutching and stroking my thick shaft, pounding up and down as her voice grew more and more excited talking about her breasts and how she was going to change her life. Her nipple in my mouth seemed to pulse and grow harder and larger as her excitement grew. "Rich, I love how big your dick is. I can just barely get the head into my mouth. Mumph, oh I want to feel you fuck my titties and slam into my cunt and everything. Mrumph. slurp, slluupp. MMMM. Yeah, baby. Yeah, oh YES, come for Clara." And I was! Once again my balls were being emptied. Not nearly as much as before but Clara went after every drop with real dedication. I could feel her immense breasts spread and rub all over my stomach, groin and legs as she crawled all over me in her eagerness to collect all of my seed. "That's enough, Clara" I whimpered. "I'm all worn out. Please let me rest." "Oh Rich, don't be a spoilsport. You've had your fun, now its my turn." The next thing I knew one of Clara's grape sized nipples was tickling my lips and out of reflex as much as anything I latched on like a hungry baby. "There honey, I knew you weren't done. You suck on Clara's tremendous, big tits and you'll be ready to go in no time. There, that's right. You like how my huge titties feel as I rub them all over you? Look, Rich," she went on, "my boobies are so big and sensitive, I love how it feels when you squeeze them like that. See how my nipples just get larger and longer? Oh yeah honey, squeeze me, touch me, suck me up!" Clara's hand was still stroking my dick which was twitching, unsure whether to respond to her urging or to curl up and die. As I nursed at one breast Clara mashed the other against the side of my face. The last thing I remember as the darkness claimed me was hearing Clara crooning softly, "Grow bigger for Clara, Honey, grow bigger for Clara."