Gather round kiddos, its time to spin another yarn. Tonight's tale, although bereft of a picture (see attached Susie pic, however), is a favorite encounter of mine. The fine young lady was named Ashley and I met her at a bar about two months ago. She was cut from the same cloth as Nicole: short, dark hair with a bit of a curl, cute, with dark eyes and humongous boobs. Her boobs were a little unlike Nicole's in the sense that there was no doubt in my mind that they were real and that they were so large I could have worn her cups as two hats (or used two hats for her cups...whichever was your persuasion).
Anyway...we met outside the bar when she was coming out to smoke. I was waiting outside for a table with a buddy. We started chatting. On the side I am a magician and I go around to bars doing mind reading and what-not so i decided to give it a try on her and she fell for it quite well! A couple of vague references to things and I was "reading" her mind. Eventually she offered to have myself and my friend join her and her sister rather than wait for a table. She made me an offer I couldn't refuse so I went in! Her sister was just as stunning except she was taller, a little slimmer, and the curves around her hips were more prominent. She had the same face and adorable dark hair pulled back into a tight pony tail. Evidently big boobs ran in the family because her's were immense as well, just not nearly as large as Ashley's.
The night went on well. My friend really hit it off with the amazing sister and I buttered Ashley up with a few more tricks. One in particular she liked: I had her chose a card and in order to figure out what it was I had her kiss me on the cheek until I narrowed down its color, suit, and value (if you want to know how its done, let me know, its a killer trick and a great flirty game to play. PM me if yer interested). It was driving me nuts down below because, with every kiss, she had to lean over and sit up a bit to kiss me and her immense boobs rubbed all up and down my arm each time. As the night ran on a little longer I noticed that she had her arm of my leg and was making an effort to lean on me whenever she had the chance. Not long after it was time to leave so I offered to drive the girls home. As it turned out they lived at different houses so my friend and I went separate ways to make sure these wonderful ladies made it to their destinations.
I took Ashley to her front step which was just within walking distance of the bar (and my house!) where we swapped numbers. As if it wasn't bad enough, it was then that I noticed that Ashley kept her cellphone in her bra. Checking her out as she extracted the phone I noticed the skin-tight black top she was wearing and tight jeans which hugged her hips perfectly. Eventually we swapped numbers and a quick hug, during which I accidentally cupped her left breast while reaching out. She took notice an smiled, kissing me on the cheek like she had done earlier. She took a few steps toward the door and I followed her, going in for a "better" kiss. She indulged and we kissed as she awkwardly opened the door. She had hardly closed the door when I pushed her against it and began to grope her. Ashley helped the process along by pulling the low-cut neck down, exposing her huge bra, which hardly covered her gigantic boobs.
We made our way over to the couch, whose ottoman made a great bed for what was to come. She pushed me down and straddled me, pulling her shirt off and letting down her hair. In no time she had her bra off and was dangling her soft, almost perfectly round breasts above my head. I felt overwhelmed when she pressed her bosom onto my face. I couldn't even tell if I was sucking her nipple or just some of the massive mounds of tit flesh. I flipped her over after a while and got rid of her pants and lace underwear and was working on getting myself situated. Holding onto her gargantuan tits-turned-handle bars I did the job until she was limp, sweating, and her hair a mess. Even after she orgasmed I sat there, licking her sweaty breasts, sticking together slightly from the sweat. The finale began a little while later. I couldn't help myself, seeing her like she was, so I started the process all over again. She moaned slightly as I started up again. Within seconds she was on top of me, laying down, still exhausted but willing to push the limits again. Before I knew it she was orgasming again and she fell down, exhausted, on top of me, her tits making an interesting mock-pillow.
After coming back to our senses, we took a quick shower together and I went on my way. We only had a few more encounter and it was then that I realized that she was a bit of a brat. She had a knack for complaining about mundane things. The actual relationship never seemed to go past a sexual level (albeit an amazing sexual relationship) so I called it off. I actually haven't seen her since and she doesn't even have a **24** (something I abhor anyway) so I can't even figure out where's shes gotten to lately.
Well, have fun with that. I sadly do not have any pics because she has no digital pics online and no **24** but here's a nice pic of Susan I found in an appropriate Hooters shirt!
PS Ive got two pics of Nicole which I don't want to post in case she thinks I'm stalking her (;-D). Would any of you like to give a shot at morphing them. I also have a few other pics of non-busty girlfriends who really need a fixin' up. Lemme know if yer interested.