“Hey day dreamer?” a voice said. I looked up, and Chelsea was standing there. “Once you’re into something you’re really there huh?” she said.
“Yeah, I was in my own world,” I said.
“Well, its quitting time.” she said, looking around.
Half the place was empty. Had I really been out of it that long? Jason and Trevor were the only ones still there drawing.
“Hey, we tried to tell you.” Jason said, pointing at the floor. There was a bunch of paper balls on the floor.
“Got to say bouncing paper balls off your head was kind of fun though,” Trevor said. To which, they all laughed, including Chelsea.
“Fine for that both of you can clean up,” I said, standing up.
“We were going to anyway. Not like you would have known if we did,” Trevor retorted. I nodded, seeing they had won this battle and exited the building with Chelsea by my side. She was still wearing her costume.
“Thought you would have changed,” I said.
“Nah I like it so I bought it off them, with the money they paid me.” she said, getting in the vehicle. “Besides I like the way it turns guys brains to mush,” she laughed. I smiled and drove away.
We stopped to eat at the restaurant beside the hotel. It wasn’t anything fancy, but we were both hungry and didn’t feel like changing again just to eat. All the men and women stared at Chelsea in her little outfit, which made her smile and giggles at times. As we sat, the men across the table stopped and stared, hoping to catch a glimpse of her underwear.
“Can you sit there?” she asked, pointing to the spot directly in front of her. She asked.
“Sure why?” I said, sitting down.
“Well, the shorts were getting a little uncomfortable, so I took them off shortly after the show and well, I don’t feel like giving everyone a panty flash,” she laughed. The thought of her wearing nothing but panties under that really short skirt instantly sent images through my mind.
“Well, you better not bend over then,” I said, reaching for the menu. She shook her head, laughing. Our waitress came along and took our orders, and before long, we were happily eating.
“So, what were they arguing about?” she asked.
“Who?” I responded.
“The guys, I came back around a second time, and they were arguing.” she said, looking at me. “You were in Tre land,” she smiled.
“Ah”, I said. I didn’t know they were still arguing or how long they were arguing for. “You know the real or not thing, they been arguing about that for the past few days trying to figure out which women have fakes and which ones are real, think it has turned into a game more than arguing,” I replied.
“And the verdict on me?” she asked. I knew that was coming.
“Well at first fake but I think they changed their mind,” I replied honestly.
“And yours?” she asked.
“Hell, I seen them in that sports bra and the shower outline. So yeah, I know they are real,” I laughed. Chelsea nodded.
“You better!” she laughed. “Runs in the family.”
“I bet it does.” I said.
We stuck around talking for a while, getting to know each other got to know how her mother passed in a tragic car accident with her aunt, which was supposedly bigger than her in the chest department, which I couldn’t believe until she showed me a picture of her mother, who was indeed much more extensive. I told her about my life. It was nice talking to someone again.
Before long, the waitress told us that they were closing for the night. We got up and headed for the hotel. She wrapped her arms in mine, and we began to walk out. As we entered the hotel, she dropped her purse and bent over to pick it up. I took a quick peek and saw a white thong. Her legs were excellent all the way, and her butt was nice and round, definitely spank-able.
“Damn,” she said.
“Told you not to bend over,” I laughed, thinking she caught me looking. She quickly stood up.
“Was hoping to catch you looking but either you’re very fast or your gay?” she laughed, hitting me with her elbow. “Just joking,” she said. She put her hand in my pocket as we walked to the elevator.
“Holy crap,” she said, moving her hand around in my pocket. She was grabbing my dick.
I won’t say I am large but definitely more significant than average, and the loose-fitting sports pants did nothing to hide it. She quickly wrapped her hand around it inside my pocket. “I knew it was big but wow!” she said, gently moving her hand back and forth.
“Well, you keep doing that and it will only get bigger.” I smiled. “And then you will have to do something to get it back down again.” She either ignored or didn’t hear because she was tearing through the fabric in my pocket. I heard a rip and felt her cold hand touch my dick.
“Wow!” she said, grabbing hold again.
She was gently jerking my dick through my pocket. The door to the elevator opened, and we stepped off. She refused to let go through the hallway, which made it really hard to walk straight. “Let me get that.” she said, reaching into my other pocket, which just gave her an excuse to grab my dick with both hands.
“Fuck I can hold it in both hands.” she said, now standing directly in front of me. A lady passed us in the hallway. “I am holding his dick with both hands and there is more of it.” she said to the lady as I pushed the card key into the slot and pushed the door open. She walked back into the room. The lady gave us a weird look shaking her head as I closed the door.
“Fuck you keep tugging on it and …” I began to say before she pushed me down on the couch.
“Oh, I plan to do more than tug,” she said, falling to her knees.
I sat back as she unbuttoned my pants and pulled them down. She grabbed it with one hand and began jerking it up and down. Her soft hands felt so good. She looked up at me with her eyes as she reached forward, pulling my boxers down and over my now rock-hard dick.
She leaned forward again. I began to wonder if she was just going to give me a hand job like my ex, who refused to give head as she said it was gross. But Chelsea was different. Her mouth opened, and she began sucking on the head, her hand at the sides of me as her head bobbed up and down at first. She only took less than half of me. Then she began taking more.
“Damn it’s been a while since I had a nice cock in my mouth,” she sat up, shrugging the light black dress off her shoulders, revealing her ample cleavage.
My dick strained to get bigger and throbbed in her hands. She used one hand to jerk me up and down again as she unbuttoned the white dress and pulled it down.
I would not have pictured her boobs to be anything like they were by any stretch of the imagination. They were huge but firm, and even when they were let go, they dropped, but they didn’t sag. They were nice and round with tiny pink nipples. My dick throbbed in her hand.
“I see that you like,” she said.
All I could do was stare and nod.
“That’s what I thought.” she said as her head dived down on my dick again. She began to try and take more of me. Her head bobbed harder and faster. I began to moan as I could feel my dick going deeper down her throat. Finally, she shook her head a few times while it was in her mouth, and I felt it pass down her throat.
“Fuck!” I said as she deep throated. I usually try not to put my hands on the back of a woman’s head as they are sucking me off, which had been a few years now. But my hands just involuntary went there. I could feel her lips against my balls. She stayed like this for a few seconds then came up with a big gasp of air.
“mm.” she said as she wiped her mouth of saliva. “Hold me down again.” she said as she went for it again. This time going straight down to the balls again in one movement. I held her head down and began to fuck upwards into her mouth, which made her gag and come up for air again. But as quickly as she did, she went back down for more, but this time she bobbed up and down each time from the tip of my dick straight down.
“Fuck!” is all I could say.
No woman had deep throated me like this. Each downstroke of her head was straight to the balls and back up. I leaned back and watched her blonde hair bob up and down until she was going full throttle up and down over and over, without a breath.
I could feel my balls tightening. I couldn’t hold back what was going to happen even if I tried. “I’m cumming!” I said out loud. My legs began to shake. “Fuck I’m cumming!” I said again.
Chelsea put both hands on my chest, pushing me back on the couch as she took me all the way into her mouth. I began to cum inside her mouth. I knew from experience that most women took it in, then spat it out or tried to swallow some, then spat the rest out, but she stayed there. My dick, deep in her mouth as I came.
“Fuck”, I said again as the last of it came out. Her head began to bob up and down, sucking me off till I was soft again.
“mm.” she said, letting it fall out of her mouth. She sat on the couch next to me, her big boobs falling and rolling on her chest. There was no sign of cum in her mouth as she sighed. “Yum.” she said, resting her head on my shoulders, With a big smile on her face.
“That felt great.” I said it was not the smartest thing I have said, but it was exactly what I was thinking.
“Tasted good too!” she said, looking at me. “Definitely need to do that again.” she said as she got up. “Going to take a shower.” she said, her large boobs swaying from side to side. I stared at them. “Don’t worry you will get them after your shower.” she said, popping into the bedroom. Already my dick began to harden at the thought of those giant boobs wrapping around it.
I reached into my jacket pocket and picked out my phone; there were a few text messages from my email and other site notifications, nothing important. I started to reply to some and then ignoring others.
I remembered about Chelsea. I got up and went into the room, but she was fast asleep. I shook my head; she was definitely going to think I am gay now. I took a quick shower. Turned my phone on the highest volume and went to bed.
The morning came quickly. I woke up and looked around, quickly noting the time. I took a quick shower and heard my phone out in the bedroom going off. Fast I sprinted out of the bathroom in only boxers and answered it.
“Hey just checking in with you,” Gary said.
“Hey,” I said
“Everything going, okay?” he asked. I walked out into the kitchen.
“Yeah, I sent you some of the re write yesterday.” I began to say as I poured a glass of sweet tea.
The door opened, and Chelsea came in. She waved at me then passed me to get a drink of water. Her hair was wet from sweat, and her tight top was still losing against those L cup boobs. Just the thought of them was making me already tent my boxers.
“Yeah, I saw it good work with that, by the way. Everybody loves it.” Gary said. “Hey, but the reason I called was that we are bumping you and the guys up here in corporate and giving you guys your own office. It’s going to be downtown, but I was staring at Chelsea, who was looking back and me and smiling.
“What?” I held the phone away from my mouth. She just shrugged with a smile on her face.
“What do you think of that?” Gary asked. Sounded like he had asked me something, which I probably needed to answer.
“Sounds great”, I replied.
“Good you guys deserve it, profits on last month’s comics are outstanding…” I tuned him out as Chelsea came close and kissed me on the lips, then began to kneel, taking my boxers down with her.
“That’s great news, I will tell…oo”, I began to say, but Chelsea started to sucking on my now rock-hard dick again.
“You, okay?” he asked.
“Yeah, I mean yes. I will tell the guys the good news,” I was trying to keep my mind on the conversation, but she was making it hard for me to focus. Her head bobbed back and forth on my dick, twisting and turning. “Fuck!” I said, putting the phone on mute.
“So today is the last day of the convention, I am sending over a few things to well you will see when ya get them.”
“Okay,” I said, trying not to lose my cool as I un-muted the phone. She stood up, taking her top off revealing her enormous boobs. “But I have to go right now start getting ready and stuff.” I said.
“Okay we will talk again soon.” he said, but I already was hanging up.
She pulled me towards the table. She lay on the small table with her legs against the wall and her head now level with my dick and between my legs. She pulled my dick towards her mouth. I grabbed hold of her enormous boobs and squeezed them; they were so soft. I had big hands, but these made my hands look small.
“Fuck they are big!” I said, trying to squeeze them both.
Her head nodded, and she sucked on my dick. I began to fuck her mouth, fuck it felt good. I let her tits go and held the back of her head as I fucked down into her mouth.
“Fuck yeah,” I said, looking at her taking my dick down her throat. She began to play with herself as I fucked her mouth deeper. I held her head with one hand and squeezed and pinched a nipple with the other. “mm I like this.” I said, looking down at her blue eyes looking up at me.
I slowly pushed it deeper down her mouth, to which her hands stopped and fell to the side, gripping the table as I went deeper down her throat.
“That’s it take it all.” looking at her, she had almost most of my dick down her mouth before she closed her eyes and pushed me back. She took a deep breath, and saliva poured out of her mouth.
“Fuck not that fast.” she said, wiping her mouth. She reached for it again, and I slowly put it back in and tried again. She wiggled her head, closing her eyes and again pushed me back. We repeated it over, but she took it all this time, and I held her head up and pushed deep. She had all of it down her throat and then let go.
“Fuck yeah.” she said with a smile.
I played with her tits squeezing them and fondling them as she sucked on my dick some more.
“Fuck my tits.” she said, squeezing her tits together. I pulled her further down the table, so my dick was now level with her tits and pushed between them. Her head dangled between my legs. “Fuck them hard!” she said to me as I began fucking her massive tits. They engulfed my dick. I never reversed tit fuck before, and it felt good. “You like fucking my big 32L tits don’t you?” she said. I tried harder to fuck them, so my dick came out the other end, but it was engulfed, and there was no coming out. I reached down her gym shorts and started fingering her pussy. It was soaking wet and tight.
“Fuck your tight!” I said, putting two fingers in her. I pushed deeper into her while my dick was still between her cleavage. I took it out and grabbed her waist and span her so now she was facing me. I ripped down her shorts. I could see her take a deep breath as I lined my dick up with her pussy. I slid it in, but she was so tight could only get most of the head in.
“Fuck.” she said, lying back on the table. I pushed deeper, and it finally slid in. “Damn that’s a big cock!” she said, lifting herself onto her elbows, her legs spread wide apart. I slid more and more into her. She laid back down.
“Fuck your big!” she said.
Chelsea was definitely the tightest I ever had. Slowly I began to fuck her back and forth.
“Fuck yeah fuck me…damn that feels good!” she began to say in a faint voice, moaning as I began to fuck her harder. “Damn fuck it, fuck me!” she said, looking at me.
I stared at her tits as they bounced back and forth on her chest. The harder I fucked, the more they shook.
“You like making my huge titties bounce, do you?” she said, taking one and sucking on the nipple then the other. “Fuck me harder and they will really bounce for you!” she said, daring me. I pulled her toward me, putting her legs on my shoulders. “Now that’s what I am talking about fuck me!” she said as I pounded my dick into her. She was taking all of me now. “Fuck I can feel you in my stomach,” she said. “Fuck that pussy with your black dick fuck it hard,” She screamed. I pulled out of her and grabbed her, so she was standing up in front of me.
“You want me standing now huh?” she said, turning around putting her hands on the wall; she bent over, and I took her from behind. “Oh fuck.” she said as I grabbed her hips her nice ass arched and bounced back at me with each stroke.
I grabbed her hair and pulled it back as I fucked her from behind.
“Goddammit!” Chelsea yelled as I felt her body shiver. “Fuck that’s it don’t stop, harder, harder,” she said. As I gripped her body, she stood up with my dick inside her. I grabbed both boobs from behind, squeezing and massaging them. “Fuck that was good, but you need to cum too!” she said. Turning around, I entered her again as she lifted one leg. I held it as she fell back against the wall. “That’s it.” she said with her head against me.
“Fuck your tight!” I said again. I started going faster. I could feel her large chest against mine.
“Look at me,” she said. I looked down at her as we fucked.
“Going to cum,” I said. Chelsea dropped her leg and fell to her knees, lifting her boobs to my dick. As I came all over them. She quickly began to lift her boobs, licking the cum off them.
“Mm I am going to have to take a shower now,” she said. Standing up, she walked away slowly. After a few minutes, I followed behind her, watching her soap her body up.
I walked into the shower. “Was wondering when you were going to show.” Chelsea said, dropping to her knees. She lifted both of her tits to my dick. I slid it between them. The soap created a nice lather between them as she bounced them back and forth on my dick.
“Fuck that feels good,” I said as I began to fuck her huge tits. The water from the shower lightly sprayed her hair as I fucked even harder into her soapy tits.
“Like fucking my huge tits?” she asked. I was in tit fucking heaven. “Fuck my L’s fuck em hard!” she said, meeting me thrust for thrust with her bouncing off them.
I put my hands on the shower wall to gain more leverage as I tried to get the head of my dick to come out the top of her deep cleavage. She squeezed them tighter. “Come on fuck them harder.”. She said, looking up at me.
“Oh fuck,” I said as I could feel myself cumming again for the second time this morning.
“Not yet!” she said, letting her boobs fall. She grabbed my dick and plunged her mouth around it. Taking it all the way in. As I held her head and came in her mouth.
Chelsea looked up at me, and we both smiled. With everything going on in my life and now in a new relationship. Everything was looking bright for me.
As we drove to the convention for the last day. Chelsea looked over at me. “Thank you,” she smiled.
“No, thank you,” I smiled. “I have a question, I know we just met a few days ago, and this has been wonderful, beyond words. But I was thinking, would you like to stay with me, I mean move in and everything?”
“Thought you would never ask,” Chelsea smiled.
The End
Authors Note: This story as well as many other stories can be found on my other pages the links to which can be found [here](https://www.reddit.com/user/Shadowforce2/comments/ob2xvs/stories_and_where_to_find_them/)
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