Passion fruit yum yum
Let me introduce myself – my name is Shamila, a juicy young lady, full-bodied and loving it!
From an early age, I have realized the power of my curvy body on boys from my school. They always tried to pinch all parts of my body but especially those fluffy handful mounds on my chest…( Mmm I liked it, the feeling is giving me quake in my knees and I start breathing faster). And my teachers who didn’t mind me sitting on their laps while explaining something difficult to me after the lessons. And nice older men at the store or outside in the streets who would always turn their heads towards me almost breaking their necks, slip up and shake their heads when they see me. I would laugh watching men lick their lips when I jump around with a little lollipop on my cute plump lips. How my heavy titties would bounce wildly when I ran with my friends.
And since those days, I knew I would be using this huge power of being a girl with a figure like mine! As I was growing physically I was becoming smarter and mature, something that made me want to have somebody special in my life. My prince who could win my heart and take my body as a big challenging present and enjoy it fully.
The Prince did not made me wait for him for too long. I met a handsome older man with a great sense of humor and big strong hands… mmm his touch mad me go crazy. I wanted to be his woman so much but he always said that a 17 years old girl should not have done silly things at her age and so we waited a couple months till I turned 18. He said we should celebrate it together and go to some very special place to enjoy together and have fun, laugh, kiss each other and study our bodies privately. We decided to go on a vacation a day before my birthday to have some rest before celebration, so we choose the Caribbean as they do not need any documents or passports – an absolutely amazing free land with a tons of wild unusual flowers and handsome people with wide white smiles…. Impressive!
I was already in love with the place. We went into the hotel to change: me into my bikini and him into his shorts. We held each other`s hands and ran to the beach to begin swimming and playing under the sun. Wow what a lovely time when you are in love with a person and the happiness all around us.
Nothing bothered us until a few local men tried to peak at me and make me dance with them. One of them grabbed my hand and pulled my body towards him. My poor bikini strap did not expect such a huge pressure and it just slipped, letting my right titty out, showing my soft light brown big round nipple. I felt very embarrassing and my prince wanted to protect me but I told him to leave the guy and go to another spot of the beach.
It was pretty late and almost everyone left the beach so I took off the now unnecessary top part of my bikini. At once I knew that the man of my dream and his little man in the boxers got hard looking at me. He watched my boobs going up and down every time I made a step in still sun-warmed sand.
We walked into some nice small lagoon and laid down. Quickly we started kissing and touching each other …until suddenly we heard some thump beside us. I was afraid someone was watching us and sent my man to check what is going on. He came back in a minute, showing me what he has found between the trees under the ground.
There was a big pink fruit in his hands. As he was coming closer to me I saw a shy smile on his face – mother nature must have been in a great mood creating this baby. It had a shape of a female breast, round and long and it had a stem that looked like a hard nipple. We laughed about it and then I said since it is the culprit that we had to stop kissing each other and eat it.
Sweet juices ran down my lips, my neck and finally down to my big full breasts. This got him horny and he squeezed my titty and licked it eagerly, putting my nipples into his mouth, sucking it harder, intensively, moaning my name and growling like a beast who was hungry for months… Oh my goodness those sounds and his grip made me so wet downstairs I couldn’t handle it anymore, I was begging my love to enter me. I knew he was ready, his rock hard cock pressing on my thigh was in need of some attention.
I pulled off his shorts and started stroking his warm cock as my man was playing with both of my boobs, tickling my nipples with his tongue, biting an pinching them, pressing his face into my boobs. I could not take it anymore, I climbed on top of him, pulled my panties aside and sat on his hard big dick, riding it like a rodeo, throwing my head back in ecstasy. I leaned towards his head, letting him suck my heavy tits while his hands were showing me the right rate to move, faster and faster…harder, bouncing on his hard cock …up and down… letting my fat titties swing all around his head, laying them on his chest, pressing my hard nipples on his lips… mmm.
He started milking my titties with his lips, I screamed and wet faster as I felt my orgasm is coming soon… it felt so good, I didn’t want to stop. A bright flash lit up in my head and I came all over him. He in turn started to blow and I let him cum in my tight hot hole all wet after sex… Mmm.
I shooked my head, and opened my eyes to look at him … his face…omg he looked so surprised so lost as he stared at my chest. I told him it was great, I feel perfect and I asked him what troubled him? I leaned towards him to give him a sweet kiss on his lips but something on his chest prevented it. I thought he put his hands on his chest and wanted to move them but when I touched underneath there was nothing but my huge boobs, they has plumped to the size of two basketballs! I could barely see the head of my lover, just heard him asking if that was some kind of a joke.
I felt so shy when he asked if that was his dick that made me feel so good, like…did my titties had an orgasm and became bigger? I was totally huge. As I felt my new tits, I felt my skin start to stretch, blowing up like enormous balloons. He told me to stop it, but I had no idea how to. They were just inflating, expanding and I did not know what to do so stop it. They were soooooo full and heavy I had to hold them with my arms. I fought to stand up, unused to the new weight on my chest, but my man stayed on the ground, looking up at me with horror in his eyes.
I did not wait for my loverman and I started running towards our hotel room. He caught me on the way to our room and walked me the rest of the way, completely silent though. The staff on the floor looking at me trying to cover my huge chest, whistling and oogling my new frame. My face turned red and I turned my head away to see myself in a wall mirror. I saw the actual size of my new tits –giant balloons with huge hard nipples in front. I bounced as I ran again to my hotel room. He opened the door and closed it as the staff strained to peak at me and my huge tits.
I rushed into the bed with the tears in my eyes. I could hear my boyfriend calling on the phone asking if they had a doctor in this hotel but the staff did not understand him speaking so fast with his accent. He was getting mad at them and told me to stay inside the room, that he will go downstairs and find someone who could help. A little while later, I dried my tears and looked around the room. I saw a little brochure on the table, so out of boredom I started reading it. It was describing the beauty of the architecture, shops, museums, blue water of the ocean, restaurants and the scene of the local beach in front of the hotel. One article had a picture of Passion Fruit Trees, the same kind of fruit we ate earlier on the beach with a fun form of a titty.
The brochure said local aborigines believed that the girl who have flat chest can get lucky if they find a new fruit from these trees and eat it at the midnight. Eat it to make their bodies grow in certain places. Of course it was a trick to interest the tourist but… BUT it happened to me!!!
I was laying down on the bed in my hotel room with my huge additions on my chest, so heavy and inflated – I had to turn on my side and let my beyond=belief sized tits rest on the bed. In that position I fell asleep.
When I woke up in the early morning I saw a note on the pillow next to me. From my new ex boyfriend who said he is leaving me for good, he said it must have been some disease I caught and I need to cure it first before we start talking again, because my tits were too much for him. He ran off the island without me. I had to spend the rest of the holiday week alone, staying all the time in my room, only getting out at nights when everyone was asleep. I could swim alone without people staring and pointing at me.
Now I am back home, single with a new closet of bigger size dresses and tops. This happened a few years ago, I am 22 now and every year on that date I stay at home, because the fruit continues to this day to affect me once a year. In the total silence, you can actually hear the sound of my skin stretching more and more as my boobs grow bigger. They swell up for a few minutes, getting more heavy and round. Nobody can explain to me the secret of a Passion Fruit and its extract that keeps my tits growing still. I can not stop swelling up I fear. Tonight it’s starting again and I’m feeling myself outgrowing my KK cup bras as I right this. If only I had a prince again to share this feeling and to help me with my ballooning tits!