Headhunter: Show Me Your Tits 1/2
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SHOW ME YOUR TITS
by Headhunter
The behavior of my wife in the last six months has really changed, for the
worst. But, I guess I am to blame for the change.
Holly, my wife, was my college sweetheart. She comes from a very proper
Southern family and led a very sheltered life. She had always been a very
good athlete, and the attention she received was not for her freshscrubbed
girl next door looks, but for her athletic prowess on the soccer field and
tennis court. She is very slender with boyish slim hips and small pert
breasts that are barely a 34 B-cup. I don't want you to think she isn't
attractive, she is! But she has never been into playing up her looks. In fact
she always joked about those women who wore heavy make-up, or used their
bodies in a sexy way to attract attention. For the first time in her life she
got stares from men after the birth of our son, 9 months ago. Being a health
nut she, of course, nursed our son. The effect on her previously diminutive
boobs was dramatic. In short her tits got huge. Given her athletic
background, it took her no time for her to regain her slim, fit body. But now
a set of, what looked like basketballs, bounced around on her chest.
At first Holly was very self consious. She even complained that carrying these
milked filled jugs hurt her back, and the straps of her bras dug into her
sholders. She even had to buy some new clothes that would fit her new figure.
She said she couldn't wait for the baby to stop nursing so she could get back
to normal.
I must say that I enjoyed my new toy, or should I say toys, when we made love.
Holly would laugh and say, "all you men are alike. You would follow a big set
of tits anywhere." I smiled and said that her boobs were nice, but it was her
that I loved.
We have a couple who are our best friends. We have know Jim and Cathy since
college. We were best men at each others weddings and the girls were maids of
honor for each other. Cathy is a curvatious brunette, and over the years I
joked with Jim about Cathy's full-figure as opposed to Holly's slender build.
Jim admitted that he was a breast man.
We often vacation with them, but until recently it was only a "regular"
friendship. Jim and Cathy were helpful during the birth of our son and the
weeks of adjustment that followed. I noticed that Jim would hang around a
lot, especially when it came time for Holly to nurse the baby. Since Jim and
Cathy were such good friends Holly didn't think anything about unbuttoning
her shirt and hanging her boobs out in front of our good friends. In fact,
when Holly's breasts were painfully full of milk and the baby was still
sleeping, she would occasionally free her breasts from the tight comfines of
her bra and gently rub them the ease the pain. Jim occassionally joked that
he would help rub if she wanted, or even suck on her boobs to release a
little milk. Holly would laugh, but I noticed that Cathy's eyes would flash
when he made these remarks.
One afternoon while we were playing golf Jim asked me if I ever took nude
photo's of Holly. I said no, did he take pictures of Cathy. Oh yes! he said
enthusiastically. It's great fun, really spices up the bedroom action. He said
that he knew I liked Cathy's full figure and if I would take some pictures of
Holly and show them to him, he would share, what he said were some very good
photos of Cathy.
His comments worked on my mind. Finally my curiousity about what Cathy looked
like naked got the best of me and I decided to take some pictures of Holly.
That night I got out the camera and took some pictures of Holly and the baby.
I even got some of her nursing, but when I asked her to pose for some pictues
of just her in the nude, she said absolutely not. She said, "Why do you want
pictures? You can see me naked every night if you want. I would be
uncomfortable with nude pictures of me floating around, you never know who
might see them."
I asked Holly several times over the next week. But she steadfastly refused,
telling me to forget it. The next weekend Jim and I played our regular golf
game and as we finished, he pulled a thick envelope out of his pocket and said
I'll give you these if you've got some for me. I said I didn't and he laughed
at me and teased me by saying "Who wears the pants in your family?" I asked to
see his photos of Cathy, but he refused unless he could see those huge hooters
that Holly was packing.
The next week I did something I shouldn't have. With out Holly's knowledge I
took several photo's of her. One of her getting out of the shower, another as
she applied what little make-up she wore, sitting in her panties, at her
dresser. Also I took several while she slept, after I pulled the sheet down
off of her body. Those shots were particularly good. Because of the size and
the tenderness of her tits Holly had to sleep on her back. The fullness of
her milk- filled tits made them stand upright. Her nipples rock hard and dark
against the whiteness of her globes. Faint blue veins were barely visible
adding to the erotic sight.
The next week Jim smiled when I exchanged photo's with him after our golf
match. We agreed that we would keep this a secret. But my old buddy blew it. I
found out that a stiff prick has no concenous.
When I got home Holly was out shoping so I took out Jim's envelop. I couldn't
wait to see Cathy's voluptuous nude body. I was disapointed. The pictures
showed Cathy in a bikini that I had often seen her in, and several others of
her wrapped in a towel. Only one was slightly erotic, showing Cathy in her
panties and bra. She was sexy, but I didn't even get to see her naked breasts.
I called JIm to bitch about the photo's, but he laughed and said in his best
jokester voice, "I got you! Old buddy!"
When I got home from work on Tuesday I was met at the door by a furious
Holly. "You bastard!" She cried. "How could you, after I told you no." With
that Holly threw down a pile of photographs at my feet. "Cathy brought these
over to me this afternoon. She caught Jim in the bathroom jerking-off over
pictures of ME! He said he got you to give him pictures of my big boobs. I
can't believe you would do that to me." Just then the baby started crying and
Holly ran to the baby's room. Calling out over her sholder that she didn't
want to have a pervert like me near her or the baby and that I could sleep on
the couch while she decided what she was going to do.
I spent the night on the couch. When I awoke the next day my business suit
was hanging on the chair with my shaving kit. My bedroom door was locked and
I could hear Holly and the baby through the door. I shaved in the kitchen and
left for work without seeing or talking to Holly. I got a call from Jim. He
apologised for the trouble we both were in. Cathy had made him sleep on the
couch as well. Jim met me at my office at the end of the day, and said that
Cathy had called him and told him go with me to my house. Sally and Cathy
wanted to talk with us both. When Jim and I entered my house we found Cathy
and Holly sitting together on the couch looking pissed. Cathy spoke first.
"We have been trying to decide what to do about you ass-holes. First, neither
one of us want a divorce. ou have ever given us any reason to doubt you, and
from what we see out there in the real world you are better husbands than
most women have. But this infatuation with women's breasts has to stop. So we
are going to give you your fantasy. Then we never want to hear about it
again, or both you guys will end up in divorce court." Her speech finished,
Cathy stood up and unbuttoned her blouse. Holly followed suit. Soon both
women were standing in their bras and skirts. The women looked at each other,
nodded and each unclasped their bras.
Jim and I stood with our mouths open and rapidly growing erections in our
pants, as four beautiful tits came slowly into view. I noticed Holly
blushing, but when she caught my eyes looking, she defiantly threw her chest
out and looked right at Jim's tenting pants. "It looks like we got their
attention Holly", commented Cathy. I gazed at her lovely figure. She had
conical tits, that had large red nipples. Because her tits were elongated the
nipples pointed downward, but her breasts didn't really sag to much. They
looked pillowy soft. Holly, on the other hand, must not have fed our son
recently. Her tits were almost perfect spheres, attached to her slim frame.
Her nipples were bright pink and pointed up. What was amazing was how full
they looked. They looked hard, like water balloons, almost ready to pop.
Cathy didn't stop. She unzipped her skirt and it slid to the floor. As Cathy
moved, her breasts swung wildly. Her nipples making large arcs in the air like
two pendulums. It was very erotic. Holly looked unsure, but dropped her skirt
as well. Her taut tits just jiggled and rippled. It was interesting to compare
the asses of the two women. Holly with her compact athletic ass and Cathy with
her heartshaped, well padded ass. Both were very sexy in their own way.
Cathy spoke, "OK Jim, I caught you playing with youself looking at Holly's
pictures, why don't you jerk off while you look at the real thing." Much to
my astonishment Jim dropped his pants and underwear around his ankles, spit
into his hand, and started stroking his hard cock. His eyes were boring holes
into Holly's tits. I couldn't believe it, here was my wife and her friend
standing in front of me almost naked, in my own living room, while my best
friend looked at my wife and jacked-off. Cathy turned to me and said, "whats
the matter, are you shy? You weren't shy about showing naked pictures of your
wife to my husband." With that Cathy stepped forward unzipped my fly and
fished out my hard cock with her fingers. She wrapped her hand around my
shaft and after two or three quick pulls on my pud by Cathy, my jism shot out
all over the living room carpet. Cathy had to jump out of the way to keep
from getting hit. This made her tits swing wildly up and down, and seeing
that my cum shot out even harder.
That broke the ice. Holly fell back onto the couch in a fit of laughter. Her
breasts bouncing so hard that milk squirted out of the nipples. Jim groaned
and started to cum all over the floor just as I had. "My, My", said Cathy
with a grin, "you boys don't have much staying power." Holly just continued
to laugh in fits, her boobs bouncing and squirting. His face red from
embarrassment Jim pulled up his pants. I tucked my softening cock back in my
pants. The girls put on their clothes laughing about their idiot husbands.
Holly went to wake up the baby so he could nurse and Cathy said, "now you two
have had your little fantasy, so we can get back to normal. Holly and I are
taking the baby and treating ourselves to a shopping spree. You guys clean up
your mess. Jim, I'll see you at home in a couple of hours." Cathy went on,
"neither Holly or I want to see any of this kind of garbage out of the two of
you ever again. Do you understand?" We mumbled that we did and soon Holly,
Cathy and the baby, pressed against Holly's full breasts, were walking to
their car.
Jim grinned at me and said, "what did you think of Cathy's boobs? I sure liked
Holly's set, especially when the milk squirted. What I wouldn't do to suck on
those baby's!" I told him to get the hell out of my house. After cleaning up
the cum with a mop, I fixed dinner for myself and thought how glad I was that
Holly wasn't going to divorce me.
Later that night, after Holly had returned and put the baby in his crib, we
talked while sitting on our bed. Holly sat on her knees in the middle of our
bed in her panties and nursing bra. I sat on the edge of the bed in my
bathrobe. "I was really pissed-off at you", she said, "but Cathy made me
realize that all men are really little boys."
I promised Holly that I had all of this foolishness out of my system. She
remarked that she had noticed that lots of people were treating her different
lately. I asked her what she meant. She laughed, "let me show you!" She licked
her lips sexily and reached behind her back to unsnap her bra. Then like a
stripper, she slowly pulled down the straps, pulled her arms out and held the
cups in front of her magnificent tits. Slowly she lowered first one side then
the other, until her pink nipples were just starting to peek over the white
lacy cups.
She began to laugh. "What's up", I asked? She pointed to my erection poking
out of the opening of my robe. "You are! And I have not taken anything off
yet." With that she dropped her bra, leaned forward and sucked my love piston
into her mouth. After a minute of heaven Holly sat up and said, "fuck my
tits." I threw off my robe while she flopped onto her back. I climbed over
her chest and placed my 7 inches between her firm globes. Holly pressed her
tits together, looked up at me and said in a sulty voice, "fuck those
titties!" I began to stroke and as Holly squeezed her tits together
surrounding my straining cock with tit flesh. The milk began to seep out of
her nipples creating a warm wet love tunnel for my engourged cock. As the
purple head of my penis thrust forward Holly would lick it. My cock soon
erupted all over Holly breasts. She smiled and as I fell off of her she began
to slowly massage my jism into her tits. "Your cum really makes my boobs feel
better", said Holly. I laughed and said, "I guess I'll have to eat your
pussy, since I'm not quite ready to give you the royal screwing you need."
With that I went down on my wife. To my surprise she was wetter than ever
before. Her sweet vulva was soaked from her secretions. I lapped up her juice
with gusto and she reached a thundering orgasm very quickly.
As we cuddled after our sex. Holly said that she had really been mad at me,
but seing Jim willing to masterbate in front of his wife and best friend,
while he gazed at her boobs, made her realize the power of sex. "I guess you
guys just can't help yourselves. In fact, men have been treating me very
differently since these mountains developed." As she talked she lightly
traced lazy circles around her tits with both hands. Every time her fingers
passed over her hard nipples I could feel a shudder run through her body.
"Since they have gotten so big they are really sensitive. I never got much
out of you playing with my small breasts, but since they have grown and
gotten so tight, its as if all of the nerve endings are extra alive and
tingley. My nipples are especially sensitive. I hadn't thought about it until
I saw Jim jerking-off. It was like I could feel his eyes on me. I actually
came when you tit fucked me. My pussy and clit weren't even touched and I had
a big orgasm, just from your cock rubbing against these mellons", said Holly
as she placed my hands on her tits. "Ready for round two", she laughed as she
stroked my hardening shaft.
The rest of the week our sex was great. I even tit fucked Holly a couple of
more times. My favorite was when she would straddle my hard cock and dangle
her enormous globes in my face. I would try to grab her nipples in my mouth
as they swung past. Once I bit with my teeth on her protruding nipple and
Holly yelped in pain. I realized that her breasts were really very sensitive.
As luck would have it the weekend was the company picnic where I worked. The
picnic was at a lake and there would be a cookout, beer, games on the beach
and swimming. Holly and I decided that this would be the first time that we
left the baby with a sitter, since it would not be at night. Holly expressed
some breast milk into bottles, and even fed the baby from her breasts right
before we left at noon. Because she had completely drained her milk jugs she
was able to put on a pre-baby bathing suit. The top was tight, with loose tit
flesh spilling slightly out from around the bathing suit cups, but she could
get it on. The bottoms were a perfect fit since she had regained her slim
muscular lower body. Over the suit she put on a tee-shirt and nylon running
shorts.
We had a great time at the picnic. We went swimming and played some
volleyball. After about 2 and a half hours it was time to eat. The 80 people
at the picnic were feeling no pain after finishing off two kegs of beer and
playing in the hot sun.
Holly came up to me and said that her breasts were hurting. They were filling
up with milk again and the bathing suit top was cutting painfully into her
skin. I had noticed many of the men at the picnic checking out Holly's tits as
she jumped up and down during the volleyball game. Holly had noticed the
attention her breasts got as well. She told me that she was going to put her
tee-shirt back on and remove her bikini top, so she would be more comfortable.
Then she did something I never thought I would see my consevative wife do. She
pulled the tee-shirt on over her head and before she put her arms throught the
arm holes she unsnapped he bikini top and pulled it out from under her tee-
shirt. This was shocking because several of my male co-workers were standing
next to us taking it all in.
She never showed anything, but the innocent way she went about it made the
movement very erotic. Right after she did this I got to see first hand the
attention payed to my wife since her chest development. The men at the picnic
literally fell over each other to refill her glass or bring her a food. They
jockeyed for position to sit next to her, and the men's leers were obvious.
Holly loved the attention and even moved her body in a way that would make
her tits bounce under her tee-shirt. I noticed that her nipples had become
hard and made obvious little bumps on the front of her shirt.
I got called away to help tap a new keg of brew. I got back to Holly about 15
minutes later to find her sitting on a picnic table in her suit bottoms and
tee- shirt, while six men sat on the benches laughing and joking with her.
Her bouncing, unconfined breasts at the eye level of the drooling men. As I
approached the table I noticed that breast milk had leaked onto her shirt
making the area around her nipples wet. When Holly saw me staring, she looked
down and jumped off the table, much to the delight of her admirerers, since
it made her boobs bounce wildly. She blushed as she walked up to me and said,
"I need to jump into the lake and rinse this milk off of my shirt. Be a good
husband and get me another cup of beer."
Before I could respond she ran to the lake followed by three of her male
admirerers. By the time I got back to the lake with a cup of beer, Holly was
splashing and wrestling in neck deep water with her new friends. They were
tossing her around and I could see that ocassionally the men would grab a
handfull of tit flesh. Holly saw me and started to walk out of the water to
get her beer. As the water got shallower the men with her whooped it up as
the wet tee-shirt clung to her full breasts. The tee-shirt was fairly
thick,but her pink, pckered nipple were slightly visible through the wet
material. I reached for a towel to wrap around Holly, but she laughed and
said, "I thought you wanted men to see my titties." I replyed that I thought
that what happened with Jim was forgiven and forgotten. Holly replied that it
was, "but I may as well flaunt it while I've got it, at least for the few
months that I've got it."
Holly's swimming buddies, guys I work with everyday slapped me on the back as
the came out of the water. "Man your wife has got some nice knockers", one of
them said. Another chimmed in, "I'm gonna have to get my wife pregnant if it
will give her hooters like Holly's." Then he laughed and said "Holly's
Hooters! Holly's Hooters!." The chant was taken up by the three men, much to
Holly's delight. I also noticed that she checked out the bulges in the men's
swim trunks. "Holly's Hooters" had definitely had an effect on these three
horny guys. I was a little pissed as Holly spent the next 15 minutes walking
around the picnic in a wet tee-shirt. She was checked out by all the men and
even some of the women. I heard two of the older women employees wispering
about Holly and heard phrases like, "brazen" "on disply like that", and "not
appropriate for a picnic". It was very clear what their opinion was, even if
I couldn't hear the whole conversation. I actually agreed with them.
Holly's saw me mooping about and left the circle of men that was surrounding
her, and came over to where I was standing. I was glad to see that the tee-
shirt had dried and Holly's breasts were no longer on display. "What's the
matter honey?" Holly asked. I shook my head and said, "It seems like your
very popular today." Holly's eyes flashed, "You started this! For the first
time in my life I have got guys flirting with me in the most outrageous way.
I have always been "hit on" by men, but this is different. I'm being looked
at like a sex object. It really does give me the most control over men. These
guys have been waiting on me hand-and-foot. My every whim is being
anticipated. Just because I am letting them look at my tits. It's amazing.
Besides what harm is there in a little harmless flirting and looking. Nothing
is going to happen. In fact all of this has gotten me very hot. You are the
one who is going to benefit from this, because when we get home I'm going to
give you the fuck of a lifetime." I smiled at that and said, "what are we
waiting for?" Sally agreed, but added, "I've got those boys all hot and
bothered, I'm going to say goodbye and let them know what a lucky man my
husband is." Holly walked over to the men. Two of them draped their arms over
her sholders like friends would. I was sure that their hands drifted across
her breasts "by accident". I heard the men laugh at something Holly said.
Soon Holly was walking back to our car arm-in- arm with me.
Eat your hearts out boys, this little lady is all mine, I thought as we
approached our car. On the way home I noticed that Holly was playing with tits
at one point reaching up under her shirt and squeezing her big melons. It
seemed to me that Holly was becoming obsessed with her breasts. When we got
home Holly took the baby to nurse while I paid the baby sitter. Later that
night after the baby was asleep Holly and I had great sex, but again it
centered on her tits. I loved it but there is more to life than "Holly's
Hooters."
As I expected on Monday a work I took some good natured kidding from the men
in my office about "Holly's Hooters". Once, while approaching the coffee pot
in the break room, I heard several men whispering while one of the men held
his hands in front of his chest in the universal "boobs out to here" sign.
The men got quiet when I approached. When I got home that evening I found
Holly laying back on the couch wearing only a skirt massaging her tits with
the baby oil we used on my son diaper rash. She had her eyes closed and was
shivering from her own touch. The baby was crying in his room, but she was
oblivious to everything except rubbing her engourged boobs.
I blew up and asked her what the hell she was doing. She sat up with a start
and hearing the baby ran into the nursery. Later that evening I asked Holly
what was the matter with her. She said that her new tits were exciting to
her. She reminded me that I had started this with Jim. Then she completely
suprised me and asked if I still wanted pictures of her in the nude. She
thought she ought to have some made to keep, because her tits would only last
as long as she nursed the baby. I said, that I had been taught my lesson and
I just wanted things to get back to normal. Holly took that as a challenge
and asked me if I would rub some baby oil on her tits because they were sore.
I must admit that when I began to knead her wonderful globes with my hands,
this fixation of Holly's didn't seem so bad. As I rubbed with spread fingers,
her white skin oozed between my fingers. When my thumbs strummed her rock
hard nipples, Holly would moan. After 10 minutes of breast massage Holly bit
her lip, her eyes glazed over and she had an orgasm. I pulled off her skirt
and panties and plunged my rock hard cock into her sloppy cunt in one deep
thrust. Not even taking notice of my root burried to my balls in her tight
quim, Holly looked at me and said, "suck my tits, please suck my tits." I did
and as I stroked Holly harder than ever before she had one long orgasm that
lasted until I filled her with my spunk.
As we layed on the couch after our fantastic fuck, Holly said, "Your not a
very good photographer anyway, I think I'll ask Jim to take some pictures of
me. I know he would like a chance to see my tits again. I could probably get
him to jerk-off for me like he did last time. It was really funny to see him
standing in our living room, pants around his ankles choking his chicken.
With these tits I can get men to do almost anything for me. Let me tell you
what happened today!"
I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Holly began to tell me the story of
her visit to the grocery store this afternoon. "I took the baby with me to
the store, and had filled up a shopping cart. I was wearing a skirt and a
scooped neck blouse that really was a little to low in front." I asked Holly
if she had been wearing a bra. She said no that she hadn't worn a bra since
the picnic, they were to confining besides she liked the way it felt as her
tits swung as she walked. "If I get them really swinging, my tits have enough
mass to pull my whole body from one side to the other. Where ever my breasts
go my body just naturally follows", she said. Mr. Green, the manager saw me
trying to push the cart and hold the baby. I was kind of bent over and he
just stood there looking down my shirt. Finally, I asked him if he would
help. He pushed the cart to the managers office. You know it has a cash
register and is up about three steps so he can see the whole store. He opened
the cash register and rang me out. He was up about three feet and could help
but keep looking down my shirt. I looked up at him as he rang me up pushed my
boobs together with my arms and let my blouse gap at the top. From his angle
he could probably see down to my toes. The other shoppers were really pissed
because the lines at the regular registers were real long. I had him so
distracted that he didn't even ring up some of my purchases. I figure that I
saved about $10. When we were done he insisted on helping me take the
groceries to my car. I opened the back door and he started putting the bags
into the back seat I got in the front and leaned over the seatback to help
arrange the bags. Mr. Green's eyes were about 1 foot from my boobs as they
hung over the seatback. I don't know why, but I decided to reward him for
saving me time and money. I pressed my boobs down on the seatback and pulled
back so my beautiful titties just fell right out of my blouse. I just let
them hang there as Mr. Green tried to get the rest of the bags into the car.
He sure took his time. God it made me hot. After he was done loading the car
I said thanks and tucked my tits back in my blouse and drove away. I'll bet
old Mr. Green went into the bathroom and played with that hard-on I saw in
his pants.
I couldn't believe it. Holly was completely obsessed with how she could use
her tits to tease men. I didn't know what to say to her. The next day I came
home and noticed that our lawn had been mowed. I went inside and found Holly
in the kitchen cooking dinner. She was wearing a bib apron and panties,
nothing else. The bib was not that large and just hid her enormous boobs. But
if she moved her pink nipples would pop out into view. As she moved around
the kitchen preparing the meal, her boobs would swing out. First one then the
other, would come into view, then fall back, to be hidden behind the bib.
Ocassionally both would bounce out and the bib would be squeezed into her
clevage. While she was cooking she said, "Timmy came to mow the yard this
afternoon." She smiled then added, "he did it for free." Holly continued, "I
took him a cold drink while he was mowing the back yard, and I was wearing my
apron. He just took in the view and stuttered thank you. Later when he to the
back door to get paid I told him that I didn't have any money in my purse.
His eyes were boring holes in my apron so I turned enough for one of my boobs
to come into view. He just stood there and said,"nnnnnoo chchchcharge" I gave
him a hug. He wasn't wearing a shirt. I'll bet he can still feel my hot
nipple pressed against his chest. 16 year old Timmy will probably have a wet
dream tonight!" Holly laughed, "Timmy even asked if he could bring a couple
of friends over tomorrow to help him clip our hedges."
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