Jugs (PM me)

[Little_Red_Rose]

Jugs (CLOSED: saedo/me)

I can't believe this happened. I couldn't believe that this eighteen year old, conniving, misogynist piece of shit pervert was doing this. Doing something that went against everything that I believed in and stood for. I didn't realize it now, but every drink he put in my hand, every whisper into my ear, every lie he told me throughout the night was used just to get me in this very spot.

"FUCK! FUCK! OH MY FUCKING GOD!"

He couldn't be fucking me like this. He couldn't possibly be pounding at me and forcing me to stare at my own reflection. Watching as my own gigantics tits swayed back and force, with the hickeys and little bruises he left all across my hefty orbs.


"You like that? You like that Jugs?!" he yelled out to my ear.

I can't believe that I lost my virginity, after saving it for so many years, to this...high school senior. It only took him a few hours to turn me into a proud, accomplished woman to some...sort of submissive fuck toy. I couldn't even think straight. Fuck...He was so fucking big... Fuck, this felt so good. How could something so painful feel so fucking good!


"MMm.....Oh...OH my GOD!" I moaned out, pushing out my hips to him as he chuckled and fucked me even harder. Between our heavy breathing and my loud moans, I enjoyed the noise of that my pussy was making as his massive cock pounded me from behind like a jackhammer.

"Fuck yes." he groaned, before he pushed me against the mirror- my face pressed against the glass as my moans and breaths fogged up a large circle in front of my head. The coldness made my already erect quarter sized nipples even harder - painfully so. My huge tits were exaggerated in size now, pillowing up as they were smooched against the surface.

"Say hello to the camera, fuck toy."

Just how did I get here? How did he do this to me?

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OOC:

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Name: Melissa Rodriguez
Age: 27
Height: 5'9"

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This high school reunion idea sounded absolutely ridiculous to me. I was not planning on going to mine and I sure the hell didn't want to go to my fiance's. Please don't take this the wrong way though; I loved him but at the same time, I always had this negative impression on people who went to their high school reunion; it seemed to me that it was all about showing off what they had accomplished in the past few years and tried to rub it on someone's face. That, or hoping to hook up with some high school crush. I was beyond that...I just wish that my fiance was, as well.

My fiance was one of the former people, by the way; he had accomplish a whole lot since graduating from high school. Now the CFO of a mid-sized tech company, he had damn near everything he could ever hope for; a six-digit salary, a beautiful home down by the beach and of course, the perfect and beautiful wife. Well I wasn't his wife yet, but we were engaged!

I know it sounds conceited of me putting myself up there as an accomplishment, but he loved mentioning to people that he was engaged to me. I was what most people would call a 'sex-bomb'; I'm a tall (5'9") toned woman, with a beautiful face and two massive tits. Yes, that's what people notice the most about me and as much as I hate to admit this, I can't blame them. Look at me! With my 38J cup breasts, it's like I'm smuggling melons constantly under my shirt.

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"Can you believe he tagged me with this photo? I didn't even know when he took it.​

And honestly? This showing me off deal is probably why he pushed me a little while back to do some amateur modeling. Don't get me wrong - I've been meaning to do some modeling for quite some time now. But it seemed to me that every since we got engaged, that Mike (my fiance) was trying to 'help' me accomplish my 'dreams'. Soon enough, I left my job as a lawyer and went into modeling. Can you believe that I'm both a swimsuit and lingerie model now? My pictures have been in catalogs after catalogs and from what I hear, I'm a hit with high school students now. I was proud of myself...even if Mike was probably doing this for his own gain.

I can't argue with the results though. Look at the quality of this picture:

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"Okay maybe this one had more boob in it than I'd care to admit..."​

One thing you should know though, is that I never slept with Mike (or anyone else for that matter). I come from your religious Catholic family and while I didn't agree to everything they said, I really did believe in sex only after marriage. It's odd to say something like this, especially in today's world, but it's really how I felt!

But of course, I doubt Mike was telling that to his high school buddies. Oh well. Anyway, I gotta get going - I'm going to be late.

 

[saedo]

I feigned a smile at yet another alumnus. "Welcome to the McDonald HighReunion. The bar is at the northeast end. Please make sure to sign the register and get your photo taken for the scrapbook."

I'd been giving the same basic information out for nearly an hour. I could scarcely believe how many people had shown. I couldn't wait to get out of high school, but there seemed to be an endless supply of thirty-somethings wanting to come back.

I'd been shanghaied into this. My journalism teacher didn't appreciate my tendency to take more photos of the cheerleaders than the football team. (They're 2-6 for the season, so why bother?) He'd threatened to fail me if I didn't "volunteer" to staff the reunion this weekend along with the other goody goody classmates of mine who go in for this community service crap. So instead of spending my Saturday trying to get laid, I, Travis Jackson, was smiling at folks twice my age who were loser enough to attend their 20 year reunion.

"Mike Reynolds," said the latest loser. He wore a nice suit and the watch on his wrist was definitely expensive. He looked a bit soft around the neck, but I guess you don't need muscles if you get rich pushing paper.

Ordinarily I'd have ignored him after handing him his preprinted name tag, but then his "plus one" swung into view. She was probably nearly as tall as he was in her bare feet, but her heels pushed her past six feet. Definitely a good bit younger than Mike - probably a decade. Judging by the rock on her left hand, she found Mike's money pretty attractive.

I was tempted to give a whistle when my eyes swept from her high cheekbones and thick, dark hair to her outfit. Her black dress was cut high, but the slight cleavage on display was insanely deep. Despite her outfit's attempt to disguise it, her breasts were clearly massive. But she had a slim waist and round hips that made her the most top-heavy hourglass I'd ever seen.

"Here you go, Melissa," Mike said, handing her a blank name tag. "You can put your name on this."

Melissa? Why did that name and face seem so familiar now? I'd seen her before, I was sure of it. But where?

I turned to Rachel Wood, the Student Council dweeb handing out name tags with me. "I'm going to take a break," I declared. I walked away before she could object. I needed to see more of this Melissa.

 

[Little_Red_Rose]

Of course, Mike had to lead the way.

I found it strange how despite all that talk about not caring what people here thought, that the second we went inside his old high school that Mike felt the need to appear as some sort of alpha dog. I nearly rolled my eyes when he went to the front desk and used his 'business man' tone. Yeah, the kind where a guy tries to give a deep voice but is clearly overdoing it.

I'm sorry, I know that I'm making it seem like I hate my fiance, but I really don't. I just hate it when he pretends to be someone he's not.

"Here you go, Melissa" he said "You can put your name on this."

"Thanks honey." I answered simply, though my tone wasn't one that was too happy. Seriously? He was too important to at least help me write my name into the name tag? The pen was right there...

...

Just like that, my fiance was quick to drag me to some group of "friends" of his. I knew what he was doing - he presented to me as if I was some kind of trophy. Of course, despite my dress doing its best to hide my physique, both the men and women he presented me to would stare at my chest, say nice to meet you and talk to Mike about who's doing what and who's doing who.

Ugh.

So, the first chance to get out of the way was when I offered to get us some drinks.

"Good idea babe." Mike said, before I nearly scoffed and went to the wine table and being served by some students.

 

[saedo]

I followed Melissa at the fringes of the room. Her face seemed so familiar. Where did I know her from?

It would was her fiancé who finally clued me in. I got close enough to hear him brag to some former classmate how "Melissa here is a model - swimsuits and stuff."

Hmm. I knew that no way a woman with curves like that was modeling for something mainstream here. Those Sports Illustrated girls topped out in the Cs and Ds typically, but even fully clothed I knew Melissa had to be way beyond that. She had to be something more specialized. But where would I have seen her in a swimsuit if not here?

Then I remembered one of the Internet sites I visited had a lot of Japanese stuff on it. I liked the manga artwork, but they also had a gravure section - basically lots of photos of hot women in bathing suits in provocative poses. And while a lot of the models were Japanese, there was also a section of "exotic" girls from other areas of the world. That's where I'd seen her!

The very thought sent a surge to my libido. I had to get closer to this woman.

I got my chance several minutes later. She headed off to the bar without her fiancé to get a glass of wine. I waited till she'd taken a step away and I could catch her on her own.

"You're far too young and beautiful to be here for your 20 year reunion," I observed. "So what brings you here all alone?"

 

[Little_Red_Rose]

Before I could make it to the bar, I heard a voice call me out:

"You're far too young and beautiful to be here for your 20 year reunions, so what brings you here all alone?"

I looked behind me and I saw one of the people working the reception. He looked young, despite the rugged look he had going on with the stubble on his face. Was I being hit on by some eighteen year old? I almost chuckled at the thought.

"Oh, hi." I said while extending my hand. I introduced myself, despite the name tag on my dress "My name is Melissa. I'm here with my fiance for the high school reunion. It isn't mine but well, you know."

Of course, it would have been rude of me to introduce myself and leave it at that. So, I decided to ask him with a grin on my face "What's your name? I don't see a name tag on you."

 

[saedo]

"Travis," I replied as I took her hand. "Travis Jackson."

Feeling bold, I took her hand to my lips and kissed the back."Your fiancé is a fool to leave you all alone. No telling the type of unsavory character you might meet." I waggled my eyebrows at her suggestively.

"Personally, I don't know how you can stand being here - surrounded by these strangers all older than than you." I glanced at her wine glass. "I think I'd skip the wine and go for tequila."

 

[Little_Red_Rose]

Travis Jackson, huh?

"Your fiancé is a fool to leave you all alone. No telling the type of unsavory character you might meet." he said, wagging his eyebrows while he kissed the back of my hand. I had to admit, although he was a stupid eighteen year old, he knew how to act the part of a fancy sleaze like the rest of the men here. I chuckled at his display.

"Personally, I don't know how you can stand being here - surrounded by these strangers all older than than you." he then said, glancing at my white wine glass "I think I'd skip the wine and go for tequila."

I decided to be a bit more open with this guy. "I would if I could." I said, nearly rolling my eyes as I saw Mike laugh with his crowd of people. I honestly began to wonder if he even knew that I was gone. "This place isn't exactly my cup of tea, Travis. I'll probably be heading home early."

 

[saedo]

"I would if I could." she sighed.

I held up a finger. "Let me assist. Wait here."

I slid over to the bar area. "Principal Kelly wanted me to check on the booze situation," I asserted. I acted as if I were doing as I'd been commanded. The guys tending bar shrugged and went back to serving drinks. When their attention was elsewhere, I snagged a bottle of Patron and snuck away.

I held out my prize for Melissa to see. "Here you go."

I glanced over at her fiancé. He was part of a small crowd of guys all laughing and drinking. "Looks like your date is busy. What did you say about getting out of here early?"

 

[Little_Red_Rose]

Oh my god, did he actually do that? Did I just see this high school senior just steal a bottle of liquor? I laughed at the sight of him sneaking and pretending to be on official school business and come to me with a bottle of Patron. He grinned triumphantly, before handing it over to me.

"Here you go."

Again, a laugh came out of my lips. I answered simply with "Thank you."

We both glanced back at the sound of laughter and saw my fiance with a crowd of kiss asses, probably trying their best to get on his good side. Mike was enjoying every moment of it - enough to not even bother check how I was doing. Keep that in mind, because it's reason why that when Travis said:

"Looks like your date is busy. What did you say about getting out of here early?"

That I replied with "...I don't know, maybe go to a quiet bar or find some place to drink this. Any ideas?"

 

[saedo]

Let's find some place to drink this. Any ideas?"

I grinned confidently. "Of course, I do." I hadn't a clue, but if this woman was even remotely considering leaving this place to drink tequila with me, I wasn't about to suggest doubt.

I put my hand at the small of her back. "This way," I directed, guiding her out a side entrance.

The reunion was held at a local country club. I'd been here plenty of times as a kid to swim in the pool, but my memory of the interior was vague. I settled for just heading down a hallway and trying various doorknobs.

Midway down, I got lucky. It opened onto what I suppose was a sitting room: plush carpeting with the walls lined with couches, padded chairs, a fireplace, several mirrors, various end tables, etc. Perfect.

I guided her inside and closed the door behind us. "Just what we needed," I declared as I opened the bottle. I handed the tequila to her. "Ladies first."

 

[Little_Red_Rose]

I followed my savior to around the hall of the country club; I didn't really know where was what around these parts, so it was a good thing that Travis was working here and (or at least, I assumed) knew every room at this place. He eventually found somewhere for us to chat; a big, quiet room with a fireplace. Of course, I don't think we would use that but just to tell you that I told that the room reeked of rich people's money. Aside from that, there were some exquisite looking mirrors, tables and some really comfortable looking furniture.

Slowly, I heard the heavy door close behind us. Travis stood there and said: "Just what we needed,"
"Yeah, finally some peace and quiet..."

I was a bit bitter of the way that Mike was acting and so when Travis offered me the first sip, I was happy to oblige. I wasn't much for alcohol, but tonight well...I'd make an exception. I drank from the bottle and felt the strong alcohol burn on its way down my throat, before handing the bottle back to Travis. "Let's hang out at the couch over there." I said with a grin, before walking towards it and sitting down with my legs crossed. "So, did you think everyone there was fake as hell?" I asked, again thinking of how my fiance was acting.

 

[saedo]

"Oh, definitely," I responded. "Seems like such a waste of time. Why come back to your high school 20 years after the fact to brag about what you've done since?"

I took the bottle from her and took a swig. I'd tasted tequila before, so I avoided spluttering as the smooth burn crept down my throat.

Still, I knew I definitely wanted Melissa to drink more than me. I'd been to enough weekend parties to know that girls often got frisky when they'd had a few. Melissa was irked enough at her boyfriend to come drink with me, but maybe she might be up for more if she were tipsy.

The next few times we passed the bottle back and forth, I pretended to take a big slug, but I only had a small swallow. Hopefully Melissa would be getting buzzed far more swiftly than I.

"So, I heard your guy bragging that you did some modeling work," I prompted. "What kind of stuff do you do?"

 

[Little_Red_Rose]

"Seems like such a waste of time. Why come back to your high school 20 years after the fact to brag about what you've done since?"

"Uhuh. It's you've read my mind. I don't plan on going to mine. I just figured my fiance thought the same?"

I saw Travis really enjoy himself with the tequila bottle and I thought that he really must have wanted to take a break too. I felt the pressure of drinking as much as he was - otherwise, I might appear timid or even grateful for him risking his neck to get me that bottle. After a few slugs, he asked:

"So, I heard your guy bragging that you did some modeling work, what kind of stuff do you do?"

I thought about it and if he didn't know about me, then maybe I could just say that I do modeling and end it at that. But I guess that like Mike, I had a bit of pride over what I did, so with a smile I answered Travis: "I do swimsuit modeling mostly. Lingerie stuff here and there."

I took the bottle and took a big swing of the tequila, taking about five gulps before putting the bottle down. Christ, that was difficult - how was he doing it?

 

[saedo]

"Really?" I said, trying to sound surprised. "No way! Cool! I've never met an actual model before."

I smiled at her as she took another swig. Melissa was no little tiny thing - she had legs for miles - so it took more to get her tipsy than some 5'2" teenager. Still, I could see her reaction time had slowed and her speech seemed more relaxed.

I took the bottle back and took another pretend swig. "Hey, why don't you show me something?" I stood up and waved off any protest. "No, c'mon, it'll be fun," I encouraged, lifting her to her feet.

I guided her over to a big mirror mounted on the wall and surrounded by a thick, gilt frame. "Pretend that's the camera," I directed while standing behind her. "Strike a sexy pose."

 

[Little_Red_Rose]

"Hey, why don't you show me something?"
"I don't know. I don't think - " I said, but Travis interrupted me.
"No, c'mon, it'll be fun," he encouraged me, lifting me to my feel.
"Well...okay..." I finally said, with relunctance in my voice.

I took a few steps, hearing my heels click on the wooden floor. He guided me to some big mirror and then said: "Pretend that's the camera," he directed me, standing behind and watching the mirror "Strike a sexy pose."

Here's the thing - I'm a sucker for compliments and I'm a bit of a pushover. I found myself striking poses - whether it was leaning in, or back, stretching my leg to the left and to the right. I avoided any pose that had anything to do with putting the focus on my chest. Well, except for one pose where I place both arms, bent and pushed as far back as I possible can (you know, like I'm pushing out my breasts towards the mirror...). When suddenly...

*POPPP*​

I noticed immediately that the dress opened up quite a bit and saw the quick movement of a few buttons flying, hitting the mirror and falling somewhere on the floor. Not that I was suddenly half-naked. No, it's far from that, instead now my dress gave out a whole lot more cleavage than I wanted - a deep V now shown in the mirror, with my tits practically spilling out from the now new opening of my dress. If there was any doubt to how massive my boobs were, well this probably would have removed them in Travis' mind.

I stood there, shocked and not knowing what to say.

 

[saedo]

OOC: Ripping seemed a bit unlikely, unless Melissa is secretly the She-Hulk. I imagined Melissa in something like this (only with much, much larger breasts) and treated it as if she popped a few buttons.

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Despite Melissa's initial reluctance, she soon warmed up to the idea of posing for me. While I watched, she began shooting smiles at the mirror. She began twisting her body so she looked over her shoulder. Soon she was putting her whole body into it.

Unfortunately, I think her experience at modeling swimsuits and lingerie perhaps made her a bit too aggressive in her movements. Stuff made from spandex is designed to stretch, but her dress clearly wasn't.

Melissa's dress had a long series of little decorative buttons down the front and her broader movements was clearly straining the fabric. As she thrust her chest towards the mirror in a particularly aggressive pose, a few of the buttons at the top of her dress popped off. Melissa squealed in surprise as her was now suddenly had a gap in it.

"Hey, hey," I coaxed her. "It's fine, it's fine." I reached around from behind - no easy task with her bustline - and opened the remaining buttons at the top of the dress down to the missing section.

"See, if you open it like this," I mused as I tucked the dress back like an open collar, "it just looks like you decided to show off your cleavage, not that you're missing buttons." Fortunately the button mishap hadn't split far enough down to show her bra. Granted, most of the women in the next room would have to go topless to show off as much skin as Melissa's still mostly covered breasts, but it ought to be passable.

Still, with my hands on Melissa's dress, I saw no reason to stop. "But while we're at it, show me how you pose for lingerie. I bet as a professional, you've got some really sexy underwear." My fingers went to work on unbuttoning the remainder of her dress. I could feel my cock start to swell as more of her tan skin was revealed.

 

[Little_Red_Rose]

"Hey, hey, It's fine, it's fine."

I suddenly saw his hands move around me, while he stood close behind. I saw the movement of his hands go to the top buttons of my dress and without so much as asking me if it was okay, he took it upon himself to open the remaining buttons of my dress.

"What are you doing..." I said softly but once again, I couldn't even finish my sentence.

"See, if you open it like this," he said, adjusting my dress "it just looks like you decided to show off your cleavage, not that you're missing buttons."

"I see. Well...that makes sense..."

I wasn't about to tell Travis this - hell I had trouble admitting this to myself right now- but the movement of his hands on my blouse, doing something like this without my explicit permission made me...kind of excited. I was sure that the alcohol had something to do with these feelings, but I'm telling you; my heart was racing like crazy.

"But while we're at it, show me how you pose for lingerie. I bet as a professional, you've got some really sexy underwear."

I let him continue unbuttoning my dress, watched as button by button, my bra beginning show from the mirror. More and more was showing until my dress simply fell to the floor and here I was, standing in front of the mirror in a simple pair of black bra and cotton panties. Nothing too fancy but...

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Suddenly I broke the silence.

"Oh my god!" I said with a laugh, watching my own reflection in the mirror. My tits were practically overflowing in my bra - giving both Travis and I a pretty lewd display of my chest. "I swear this bra is more supportive than it looks." I spoke, turning to my side and looking for that bottle of tequila...

And at the same time, admiring just how much side boob I was showing. On my god!

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[saedo]

Melissa offered almost no resistance to my exposing her underwear. I unbuttoned her dress all the way till I was able to pull it away. I draped it over a chair and returned to watch.

Melissa definitely wasn't shy about being seen in her underwear. She strutted in front of the mirror like this was just another photo shoot. "I swear this bra is more supportive than it looks." she mused.

"Honestly, I don't think breasts like yours need support," I countered. "Let's see."

I unfastened the back strap of her bra and let her breasts surged forward. I then stood right against her naked back as I slipped my arms around her. As the cups of her bra fell away, I covered her breasts with my hands. "Mmmm," I murmured as I looked over her shoulder. "You have great tits, Melissa."

My cock was definitely starting to harden now. Pressed up against Melissa, she'd certainly be able to feel the thickening bulge beneath my jeans. Hopefully Melissa wasn't the type to find that intimidating.

 

[Little_Red_Rose]

"Honestly, I don't think breasts like yours need support. Let's see."
"Wait- what are you doing? Don't do that!'

He ignored my protests and unfastened my back strap and both of us watched as my large tits bounced out of the confines of my bra, complete with my quarter sized dark nipples. "DON"T LOOK!" I protested, though it was a little stupid of me to say that; Travis was obviously going to stare at the very least. His arms slipped around me and his hands quickly went to cover my breasts...or at least, cover as much as they possibly could.

"Mmmm," he cooed into my ear "You have great tits, Melissa."

I then gasped, feeling his bulge poking between my asscheeks. I stood there, frozen in shock as Travis suddenly became so...lewd and perverted. "I...What...What are you doing...?" I protested again, only timidly because I had no idea what else he was about to do.

 

[saedo]

I could feel my nice guy facade crumble as my lust took center stage. I sometimes wonder if perhaps it's more curse than blessing to have a libido so powerful. Certainly I'd never have had the courage to talk to a bombshell like Melissa without it. But when I needed relief, I'd do almost anything to get it.

"Your tits are amazing," I whispered in her ear as I began to squeeze them. "Ooh, Melissa, your nipples are getting so hard." Her nubs had been ridiculously thick to start, but I could feel them swell against my palms. "God, I think I'll be able to milk you pretty soon."

My cock was still growing, but confined to my jeans. I'd need to free it in a bit or Melissa might not be the only one busting out of her clothes. But I didn't want to reveal it too early. Most girls found my size a bit scary, so I wanted Melissa suitably prepared first.

"I bet you're getting a bit wet down below, aren't you?" I teased. "C'mon, why don't you you put your hand down your panties and play with your pussy. C'mon, Melissa, you know you wanna. Do it. Do it!"

 

[Little_Red_Rose]

"Your tits are amazing," he whispered lustfully into my ear, squeezing my two massive tits. I looked down to his hands; watching as they ballooned in size every time he would squeeze. "Ooh, Melissa, your nipples are getting so hard. God, I think I'll be able to milk you pretty soon."

My protests slowly subsided - soon, the noises that echoed in this large room was of the slight soft moans I was making. "Oooh...ah...stop...ooh..."

Truth was that my tits were really, really sensitive and despite this man was molesting my body, I liked it. I suppose that in part had to do with my sexual inexperience and feeling a man play with my tits for this first time.

"I bet you're getting a bit wet down below, aren't you? C'mon, why don't you you put your hand down your panties and play with your pussy. C'mon, Melissa, you know you wanna. Do it. Do it!"

"N-No!" I protested, though pushing my chest more into his hands. Truth was that I was loving this feeling but I needed to stop. I needed to stand my ground...

 

[saedo]

"N-No!" Melissa cried.

I hesitated slightly. "No means no", right? But did Melissa really mean it? Her hands were atop mine, but they weren't trying to pull my hands away so much as just clutching at them. She definitely wasn't trying to stop me from fondling her breasts.

I decided that she was just playing. Probably she craved a little rough handling, but couldn't get it at home. So I'd give her just what she needed.

"Fine," I declared. "Then I'll do it for you." I released her right tit and clamped it between her thighs. I fondled her panty-covered crotch from the front while my growing cock ground against her ass.

 

[Little_Red_Rose]

"Fine, then I'll do it for you."
"W-Wait!"

But he didn't wait. His right hand quickly dove between my thighs, his palm holding onto my panties covered crotch. I was sure his hand could feel how warm my inner thighs were, the slight hint of moisture in my cotton panties and his fingers could probably feel, despite the panties in the way, the smooth shaven area right about my...pussy.

"A-Ah...! O-Oooh...Wha...What are you doing to m....me...ahh..." I moaned. Despite my protests, I was sure that he hear the excitement in my voice and how he was pushing my buttons so well that I could hardly even say a word.

 

[saedo]

It didn't take me long to find the hardened nub of her clit beneath the fabric of her panties. I rubbed it gently through the cotton till she squealed.

"A-Ah...! O-Oooh...Wha...What are you doing to m....me...ahh..."

I grinned at her over her shoulder. "Wow, how long has it been for you, sweet cheeks? I barely touched you and you're practically howling. And you're getting wet."

I ground my swollen cock against her prominent butt. " God, you're turning me on, too," I declared. "Keep making those noises and I'm going to have to take my clothes off, too." I wiggled my fingers against her crotch, ensuring she wasn't going to stay quiet.

 

[Little_Red_Rose]

"Wow, how long has it been for you, sweet cheeks? I barely touched you and you're practically howling. And you're getting wet."

"N-No I'm not....AHH!" I protested but we both knew that was a huge lie. I could feel the fluids running down my upper thigh and despite anything that I might have said, this was some sort of excitement that I never felt before and god damn it, I wanted more. This is the kind of thing that I was missing out on?

I pushed back my butt, meeting the thick swollen bulge poking at it.

" God, you're turning me on, too. Keep making those noises and I'm going to have to take my clothes off, too."

He wiggled his thick fingers, rubbing against my cotton panties. "I..Oooh....Oh my god....just...keep...Oh my god..." I moaned between yelps and groans.