“Perky”
That’s the nickname I had growing up. I am absolutely in love with that nickname now, but as a teen it gave me utter anxiety when I heard that name being said around the halls at school. Knowing what I know now, I am realizing that the only reason that most of the boys tormented me is because they knew I would NEVER let them hit. But back then, it’s all that I ever complained about to my friends.
One day after school my entire life changed. It was senior year and my best friend Cate and I were getting ready for my 18th birthday dinner.
“Ugh, I love this dress but I can’t wear a bra with it or else my straps will show” I uttered aloud.
“Bitch, don’t wear a bra! You don’t even have to. I wish my tits sat up like yours. Mine are giant and the boys love them, but I’d kill to have your perky tits. Such a great size and no back problems. AND you don’t have to wear a bra like I do. So shut the fuck up” nagged Cate.
Cate was my best friend in the entire world, but damn did she know how to get on my nerves. How could she be so dumb.. And slutty! I didn’t want everyone to look at my very high set boobs bouncing around as I laughed or as I ran to go greet my friends. Her on the other hand.. She loved the attention her big breasts got her.
“Cate, you’re such a slut. I know you like it when the boys go gaga over your gigantic titties! They are freaking beautiful and perfect don’t get me wrong, but I am just more shy than you, ok?!”
“Awww… Perks.. You really think my monster tits are gorgeous?! I feel the same about yours” Cate whimpered as a small tear came to her eye.
The gold tequila I stole from my dad’s bar mixed with pineapple juice made fresh by my mom was giving me and Cate a buzz! Gold tequila either makes you cry or horny… sometimes both. In this case both. I looked at Cate. First I looked her in the eyes and then my eyes couldn’t help but to wander downwards towards her boobs. They were so big and juicy! Her caramel skin was just glistening over those mounds. I had a craving I had never had before.
“Perks… why are you staring at my titties like a horny boy right now?! And most importantly why is it turning me on???” Cate said in a very sexy and breathy voice.
“I don’t know, maybe it’s the tequila but I really want to see those tits right now” I said shyly as my eyes quickly looked away in embarrassment.
Cate slowly walked over to me without a word. I am sitting doing my makeup and she stands behind me in the mirror. She slowly raises her shirt and peels it off. Now she’s just in her bra. Her bra wasn’t that sexy because she needed something strong to hold up those massive jugs. Unfortunately, lacey dainty bras can only be worn by girls like me but that’s no matter. We lock eyes through the mirror. I still want to see more and I can tell she desperately wants to show me.
“Take it off” I commanded as I chugged the last of my drink.
Cate spins my chair around so that I am facing her. I am eye level with those giant tits. She reaches around the back and unlatches her heavy duty boulder holder and my mouth began to water. I stare at them, then look at her and then look at those titties again and I start to feel my girlhood tremble.
“You like my monster tits, perks?” Cate asked.
“Yes.. I-I-I love them… Can I touch them?” I stuttered.
“Sure..But you should know that my nipples are very sensitive so I may get turned on” Cate teased. Read more »