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“Kristy home?” she asked. The girl was smiling after
saying hi to Kristy’s mom and after being told yes telling she said
thanks. She headed up the stairs and down the hallway.
Kristy was in her room. After a long day at work she was alone and her
door was locked. But she was on her bed and the pants she wore to work
were down. She was on her bed filling her head with the use of one of her
dildos. As she did, she slid it in herself and moved it all around, hoping
to fulfill another fantasy she began to dream up while at work earlier in
the day.
She noticed it again. She saw his eyes looking her way. Yes, she noticed
it a lot lately. Not that she ever minded it. She loved her boobs a lot
too. Plump, sumptuous, and open to any guy to admire, he did the best job
admiring of them all. She saw him watching them when he thinks she wasn’t
looking at all and she definitely enjoyed it all the same. She loves
seeing his head turn and follow them when she walks by. She loves it when
he not only looks at them but at the rest of her too. She likes her body,
except for her belly. She often tells herself she must get rid of it, but
lives and relives her new fantasy about the two of them intimately.
She gets those tingling thrills inside. Each is a thrill of a lifetime and
she gets them even while she’s at work too. Smiling, she thinks he thinks
she may be noticing, ohhh but she does and that’s the reason for the
mutually smiles they share between each other. Yes, she loves her boobs-
so plump, so deliciously juicy, and so soft and inviting, she regularly
tells herself. And the idea he is polite and courteous and smiles at her
all the time and for no apparent reason but to only reassure her she’s a
sexy young babette. Chubby, pretty, wholesome, and curvaceous she can’t
wait for him to see her in another new low slung top she’s purchased. She
can’t wait for him to see her cleavage, her hips, and her nice fluffy pear
shaped ass too.
So what does Kristy do when this happens at work? She will slip into her
company’s bathroom taking her purse with her and sits down behind the
stall’s closed doors and she stuffs her rabbit, she carries hidden in her
purse, up inside herself. Ooooohh, she says as she smiles. She’s going to
leave them in there over half the day. “Ohhh god is that good” she
whispers to herself as she stands up. They’re rubbing and mixing it up
while scrambling and being pushed around as she walks over to wash her
hands. Having them in makes her more excited and tingly all over, makes
her wetter, makes her want that all out orgasmic flush and it makes her
want it to go on uncontrolled. She knows isn’t happening, but she’s going
to enjoy the day as best she can.
It makes her feel wonderful between her thighs as the she walks around as
she feels the fluttery sensations inside her cunt as it makes it swell and
she becomes hornier and hornier and she can not wait to clock out and get
home, where she can do it for real, and where she knows she can feel safe
doing it because she knows her mom knows why she ran up those stairs so
quickly to take care of her business that seemed so urgent without having
to tell mom what the “problem” was.
“It’s the cleavage. It’s like she walks around flaunting it. It has to be
a way of flirting with us when she wears those tops. And nobody ever tells
her not to” he told one of the guys he works with. The other guy shakes
his head. He’s unable to believe what the other guy told him. “Well it
is…I mean don’t you notice?” The guy listening shakes his head. “Well I
do…but…but I know…I’m probably way too old.”
He is, but he isn’t. He’s 34. He’s not married. He has no kids at all.
He’s not fit. He’s not tall. He’s got somewhat of a guy, but in no way is
it big, huge. He’s got thinning hair. But he has a couple things going for
him. He is handsome. He has a nice face. He appears like he could be a
loveable and cuddly man. Is he? She does not know, but he always seems to
be wearing a smile on his face.
But one thing she doesn’t know, doesn’t get is does he like her? Truth is
he likes almost all women and he likes them too, too much. Older or
younger or skinny or even chubby and plump, he likes them. And he likes
women who like him. He’s got an upbeat personality. She really likes that
about him. What else is there to say?
“Ahhh…ohhh…eeehh…ooooohh” she murmurs quietly and repeatedly.
KNOCK… KNOCK… KNOCK. She stops. She looks up. It’s deep up inside her. Her
breathing was sharp, stuttered, and she felt the swelling until that
moment. She pulled it out. She placed it beneath her pillows. She pulled
up her pants. She hopped off the bed. She pulled up the covers. She walked
to the bathroom. KNOCK… KNOCK… KNOCK.
“Kristy? Kristy, hey Kristy it’s Laura.” Kristy knew. Laura would be the
only one to come at a crucial moment like this. “Kristy” Laura said again.
She told Laura to hold on. Laura knew and Laura smiled. But Kristy’s mom
knew too so she did whatever she was doing and left it alone. She smiled.
A girl’s gotta do what a girl has to do…right? Laura slipped inside,
closed the door behind her. Laura and Kristy sat down on Kristy’s bed.
“What’s his name? What’s he like? Come on…tell me…tell me?” she said.
Kristy zipped her lip, mockingly.
He was at home. Changing into shorts and slipping a shirt over his head he
headed for the mall. Zipping through the streets he got there in no time
flat. He felt good. He looked pretty good too, but knew what he wanted and
headed for that store. In and out of isles he couldn’t find it so he
headed to the other side of the mall. Same thing; he couldn’t find the
slacks he wanted so he headed north, to the expensive place- didn’t want
their stuff, but he ran out of places to look. He paid the extra money
because they fit perfectly. They made him look better then his actual body
suggested he looked. The slacks made him feel skinnier and fitter and even
a little taller and he smiled even though he didn’t give anyone the
gratitude they sought. He walked out and headed for his car, but stopped.
In the middle of the mall was a temporary stand. They sold shirts. He
tried on one and bought five shirts. Then he walked to the car.
She saw him first. “Hi, Danny” she said as he passed them up. He looked
up.
God she looks freaking…sexy, he said to himself. He told himself in that
hungry like manner he’d love to lay down with her and cuddle next to her,
holding her for hours on end. He even thought about having sexual
intercourse with her. That sped everything up. Her soft twirling curves
and his loveable plush frame as each heaved and plundered each others
endearing enticements.
I wouldn’t even want sex, he thought to himself. At least not right away I
wouldn’t, but once he looked at her, at them that all changed in his head.
“Hey, Kristy, hi” he said, his mouth full on smile. “What’s going on?” he
asked. He did it, instinctively, and she loved it when he did. He looked
right at her body. He ogled her cleavage. He took in the extraordinary her
fluffy, wide hips. And as he did, he drooled in euphoric reflection. Both
of them saw his stares. And both smiled. That’s when he noticed Kristy’s
friend Laura. Instinctively, he did the same thing with her as he said hi
to her. She said hi back. They all stopped. But he knew what he felt. He
was feeling great all of a sudden. They stopped and wanted to talk about
something, anything he figured. Cool, way cool he told himself.
He asked them what they were up to. They answered like school girls who
were not school girls, but growing mature women. And even though they were
over 18, neither could behave in that mature fashion, but neither had he.
He figured she was probably about 21. She was and still is to this day
cuter then cute and so much so that he easily could have stared at every
last feature on her. She has the nicest and warmest eyes ever. Her body,
it is expressive as hell with the curves and sweet yummy trivial
lumpiness. But it bends and it twists and it turns like many younger
women’s physiques can. It’s a rolly figure, but not in any way large. She
has an endearing, pudgy tummy he’s always told himself he would love to
pet, love to kiss, love to lick a little, but loved to suck on if ever
given a chance. He’d love that if she ever allowed him that pleasure. Her
eyes are happy. Everything and everywhere throughout her there is
something inviting him to tell her what and how he feels about her.
He would love to tell her all that he feels and adores about her. But no,
he works with the girl. He sees her every day. And no, he figures she’d
want more after that and he would love to give her more, but he wasn’t
sure either was in to a relationship like that with a guy over 10 years
older then her. He would only be there to let her know how sexy and how
pretty her young little curvy boob laden body is. That’s all, that’s it,
and her boobs as nice as they are, are perfectly proportioned in his mind.
Not small, but not too large filled out her shirts exceptionally well he
told himself how many times in a day.
“You two look like you’re up to no good” he told them playing the
diplomatic part and a smile lying on his face. The two smiled and looked
at each other then looked back at him. “I see it now. I have to be right”
he added, teasing them and hoping for a rise out of them. They giggled but
quickly composed themselves. They had to be mature about this as they
handled a situation where they were speaking with an older and decent
looking guy like Danny. “Well... am I right?” he asked.
“Nooooo” she said while Kristy remained silent with a smile on her face.
“You’re the one who is up to no good Danny” she told him.
Laura spoke for Kristy, but thought along the same lines as Kristy. He
looked at her, looked at Kristy, and then winked at them both.
“See…see what I mean?” Laura said. “You’re being how do you say it?” she
asked.
He winked again at both. Looking at them, at their boobs, and at their
bodies he filled in the blank. “Mischievous?” he asked. Suddenly he felt
tingling, excitement rocking him from between his thighs. Damn… Cut
through the crap, Danny. Say something…say something now, he thought.
He told them both while looking at them he could be up to no good. And he
told them he wouldn’t mind being up to no good with them especially if
that opportunity arose. Yes, he was flirting at that point. He was pouring
it on full of smiles and charm and words. And better yet- they caught on
quickly. They stood in their spots not moving an inch and both wondered
what came next. But he did too.
Oddly though, he reeled back. He told them he shouldn’t have said what he
did. Why on god’s green earth did I say that? Hell, they wanted me to say
it. Jesus, you’re an idiot, he told himself. But all they did was smile.
All they did was stand there. All they did was tell him he didn’t insult
them. All they did was tell him it was alright and what he had said didn’t
bother them. “Not a bit” both said. So what he had said bother him either.
“Well then since that’s the case, may I say something else and as a
compliment?”
They stared at him in mindless way waiting for his next mixture of
flirtatious words.
“You two look fine and extremely nice at this moment…well just in general
actually” he told them. And he waited and he smiled and finally they did
too. All was well in fantasy land that early evening. Yes…it…was.
He got in his car. He didn’t pull out. He didn’t leave. He simply stared
at them, at their auspicious figures his mind was drooling over. He
watched and he watched as the shapes and soft fluffy curvy shapes got
smaller while getting closer to the mall’s entrance.
“Go back in. Catch up with them. Talk to them. Tell them what you feel,
Danny. Go on, tell them…tell them how you feel and what you want. God, go
on Danny, go on” he said aloud as he watched those hips and tender plump
frames walk away from them. He opened the car door and slid one leg out to
get out. “No…no way. You know better. This isn’t the smart thing to do…is
it?”
And he pulled his leg back inside. He started up the car. And he backed
out. And Danny drove away. Danny drove towards his place. He thought about
her and he thought about her. He thought about them. He thought about
Laura. He thought about how she looked at him versus how Kristy looked at
him.
He thought about things. He smiled. He thought how maybe she’d want him to
slip off her top. Then he saw himself sliding it back down over her head.
Not yet, he thought. She wasn’t ready even though she was. He thought
about how Laura seemed more forward about it all then Kristy, but he
didn’t work with Laura even though he adored Kristy’s body more then
Laura’s. All he felt like doing in his short lived fantasy was lying down
and let her stand up so he could gaze upon the depths of her abundant
young cleavage which was similar in design to Kristy’s.
“Ohhhhhhh now wouldn’t that be cool” he said.
All he wanted was for her to stand alone and allow him to stare at her
juicy boobs planted flawlessly between her lovely soft shoulders and
beneath her incredibly adorable chin. And all he felt was the thunder down
below. His hands would be resting underneath his head. He’d be looking up
at her and seeing her tasty scrumptious breasts staring him back and doing
nothing at all but teasing him more and more and more.
“He is cute, Kristy. I’d lie down with him. I’d let him…I’d make love to
the guy” Laura said. She stopped. She looked at Kristy. She saw what was
in Kristy’s eyes. She smiled, but couldn’t believe it.
Kristy felt the fluttering she felt at work almost every day. She knew
what it was and agreed with Laura. She wanted it. She wanted it badly. She
was sure of it too. She knew how she felt and what she felt deep down
inside her. She thought about it more. She thought about it as if in a
trance. She looked straight ahead as if at nothing. “I want to go home
now” she said to Laura.
And while he headed home he thought about everything. He drove further and
further away from the mall and became more aroused as he did. The very
thought of it all. He wished, he hoped she fantasized about him too. He
wondered if it was a possibility. No, not Kristen, he thought, but the
other one, Laura. She was into him. He could tell. It was easy enough. She
wasn’t too young. She’d love it. He would too even though he adored Kristy
a lot more then her. He wouldn’t care about someone whose shape wasn’t
perfect like his. Laura was pretty. He was good looking enough. He wished
and he hoped and he envisioned her loveliness bedded down beside him. He
grew harder. He felt the stiffness growing. He liked the sensations. But
he knew better. And regardless if it tingled madly, like Kristy she also
turned him on. But just like Kristy, he figured, it was a lost cause.
“Damn, he is so, so cute… Maybe a little pudgy, but he is soooo cute and
soooo adorable Kristy” Laura told her and Kristy had to agree with Laura.
“So that’s who it was?” Laura asked, referring to Kristy doing herself
when she got home and went upstairs. The whole time Laura was smiling. The
whole time Laura was excited. She knew exactly what Kristy had been doing.
Kristy completed fantasies which grew with her imagination. Kristy nodded.
“Damn… I think I could…well you know…I could…I could do that too.”
Kristy finally made noise. She finally snickered. She finally acknowledged
it. She let Laura know all about Danny and how she thought about her and
him in bed somewhere after work. She told Laura about how she felt, what
she thought as she plunged the dildo deep inside her horny swollen wet
cunt. And Laura…well Laura was seeing herself doing those exact same
things. She and Danny and her dildos naked on her bed and playing and
petting and touching and illustrating all the joys of sexual relationships
there could be on the face of the earth, and topping it all off neither of
them had even kissed the other yet.
She told Kristy what she pictured. She could see herself and Danny finally
all over one another. They’d be kissing and pulling and cuddling and
tugging at the others clothes until they came off and then kissing and
cuddling and rolling back and forth with one another as her boobs banged
against his body or face and frolicking was part of the hearty agenda.
He’d kiss her and suck and swallow her tits whole. He’d lick and tantalize
her nipples. He’d take hold of her tits, squeezing them lovingly, but
passionately too. And she told Kristy how she could feel it. She could
feel his hardened aching cock pressing and punching her soft rolls as the
two wanted but wouldn’t give in to mounting one another so the only thing
they got out of their first time together was complete exhaustion from all
out maddening sex. No, not their first time and maybe not their second
time, but the third time with each other she’d for sure beg for it, ask to
do it with him. And it would be ecstasy in the then.
“Damn, whew…I mean what are we doing here?” Laura asked after telling
Kristy all that.
Kristy didn’t respond. Her mind, her thoughts were miles away. They were
on Danny. They were on Danny’s body. They were on her body mounted over
his body and she saw her beautifully blossomed breasts swaying across his
face and chest. Her mind envisioned what she hoped he’d be willing to do
with her. His nakedness and her nakedness loving and playing and
discovering all the pureness and beauty of love and lust between two souls
filled her mind endlessly while walking with Laura.
Laura tapped Kristy’s arm. Laura saw Kristy’s eyes. Laura knew. Laura knew
what Kristy was thinking and feeling and she knew exactly what it was
Kristy needed.
“Wanna go to my place?” Laura asked. Huh, why Kristy thought. “You know
why” Laura said without having to be asked. Kristy shook her head. “Come
on! Come on you know it would be fun. Let’s go. Let’s do it. Let’s just
go, see what happens” Laura said. And Laura stopped, but Kristy took a
couple more steps then stopped and turned. She looked at Laura and Laura
saw that look, the look she knew very well
Kristy was horny. No… Kristy was freaking hornier then she’d been in a
long time. And Laura knew that look well. She seen it before, she’d seen
it on herself in her bedroom mirror, and all Laura did was smile an impish
smiled which led her to turn around and walk to her car.
He was circling the place, repeatedly. It had been his fifth trip around
the mall. Danny, for reasons he was unable to explain himself, had turned
around. And he drove back to find them, wait for them. What was he
thinking? What was he hoping would happen. Was he in his right mind? Was
he thinking she or they would say yes?
Okay, Danny, let’s go on and do it… You, me or maybe all three of us, he
imagined. Okay, I’m game, I give in…I’m willing to put out…a little. I’m
willing to have a little fun doing something somewhere with you. Sure,
forget we work together or forget that Kristy is my best friend in the
whole wide world.
Were they willing to have fun? Was he thinking they were just going to say
sure, let’s go to your place? Okay, we’ll go wherever and we’ll get naked
with you and we’ll play around and see what happens. Is that what he
figured they’d be willing to say?
He stopped. Up against the curb he watched as they walked out. He grew
hornier. They were so sexy, so beautiful to him as they walked briskly to
her car. It was Laura who drove. He knew Kristy’s car. He watched them,
studied them, and as he did, he felt weird, weird feelings quivering and
quaking intensely in his lap.
“Ohhhhhh god, I wish this was them” he said as he placed his hand down on
his erection.
He watched Kristy’s body. He stared at Laura’s. He gazed at their faces.
They were so pretty, so alluring, and almost too off limits for some
reason, but why? Why were they he wondered? They were over 18. They were
almost 21 he figured. He watched their expressions. They were in a huge
hurry. Why were they in such a rush? He watched them hop in their car and
as they backed out and slowly, gradually he followed them out of the malls
parking lot.
“Now I am a stalker” he said. “This is nuts” he added. But he continued to
follow behind them. He kept his distance. 5 or 6 or 7 cars behind and
slowly and carefully he followed. “Ohhh shit” he said again. He squeezed
it this time. It ached. It thundered with massive power. It was thick and
it was hard and it felt as if it was long as long could be. And Danny was
horny. And he wanted the 2 cute beauties badly.
He drove on but they slowed and turned and then turned again. He slowed
down too as they turned one last time. Ohhh cool, she has her own place.
Not the greatest, but it seems to be her own. He saw where she turned in
and he began to feel even more excited. He pressed and pinched his legs
together. His body tensed up. He felt sudden rushes he hadn’t felt in
ages. He was tingling now. He felt the awful aching pangs. He was excited
about possibilities that existed, if he stopped and said hi. Laura’s place
was a duplex. And before he knew it, the two had run into her place. And
they disappeared for the night. And he looked down. He looked at his
crotch. He looked at the imaginary erection hidden inside his slacks. He
turned around and drove home at a fast rate of speed.
Danny knew he was horny. But Danny figured Kristy and Laura were equally
as horny. Danny didn’t need any help. Kristy and Laura did it for him. All
the flirting and all the talk and all the looks did all that for him and
them too. And now Laura and Kristy were tucked away in her duplex doing
things girls do when they are horny and Danny was speeding home to quickly
fulfill those same familiar fantasies that the other two are doing right
now in Laura’s bedroom.
Laura and Kristy slid underneath the covers of Laura’s bed. Both of them
had taken off their pants. After Laura came out with two nice long but
large vibrating assistants, both of them brought him into “view.” He was
there, smiling, and undressing for them. He was there crawling towards
them. There heads were back. They rested against the back of the bed.
“Ohhh Danny…Danny, yes Danny yes” they said as they plunged the stocky
vibrating buddies deep into their swelling pussies.
“Oh my god Laura…Ohhh my god Kristy…yes, yes…yes” he called out.
His hand was where it wasn’t supposed to be. His hand was on it. His hand
was wrapped around his erection, pulling and jerking and helping him
fulfill his dreams and hopes. No they weren’t there, but he wished they
were just as they wished he was naked with them right now. “Fuck yes,
yes…ohhhhhhh yes Kristy…I want you. I want Laura.”
And he came, they came, and life was tentatively good…until Kristy saw him
again the following morning. Then they’d want one another all over again.
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