She Didnt Care How She Had Grown. It Hadnt Affected Anything, Not Her Work Life, Her Social, OR Her Love

She didn’t care how she had grown. It hadn’t affected anything, not her work life, her social, OR her love life, thank you very much.

In fact, after Maddie met Darren on a dating site, she thought perhaps it was very much the opposite. Darren was such a caring guy, and it hadn’t made a difference to him if she was maybe a little on the ‘large’ side. Of course, on their first date, which she had been nervous as hell about, he had stared. But, if he was phased, he gave no sign of it, because that was it, like it was one time to acknowledge Maddie, and then he accepted. How many people were like that?

He had taken Maddie to look at the fireworks on a little hill above a quaint little town, which was of course perfect aside from his slightly undersized picnic blanket, but Darren had made up for that. Darren made up for so many of the problems being big presented, and well accentuated all the benefits. Coming from a strict Catholic background, he had made her wait till they were married for them to have sex, and it was only on their wedding night that she really learned to appreciate the benefits. She still tingled marvelling on it.

So now, as they made love, seven years well into their marriage, in the full light of day with the lights on just for the fun of it, Maddie relished this moment where she could make Darren as happy as he made her.

“I love you, baby/” he said in unsteady passion, and her mind filled with mixed contentment, titillation, and love.

“Oh, honey, oh god…” she moaned, as he - quivering - looked on with rapt fascination, “I’m getting so big. I’m going to burst out of my clothes…”

So guys, I was out clubbing last night with Jenna and well, we met this really cute guy and well, I wouldn’t normally just, but, I mean, he was really hot, y’know? Six pack, guns, all the works.

So we get back to my place, and he has got this - and I’m not exaggerating, between me and Jenna we’ve been around the block if you know what I mean - this guy had the most massive cock we’d ever seen. I could barely wrap both my hands around it, and believe me I tried!

Now, I’ve fucked big guys before and, well, it tends to take a lot more work to get ‘em as hard I like, what with it taking all the blood from their heads... Anyway, and I swear I’m getting towards the point of this post, this dude was like a fucking bar of steel. You could have crowbarred your way into a safe with it. Of course, Jenna and me, we respect a compliment, so we got right to work y’know, and well, I was glad she was there, because I don’t think I could’ve handled all that dick by myself.

And well, as I tittyfucked the shit out of him, while Jenna was blowing just behind me, damn if it didn’t get even fucking bigger! Not meaning to go all tmi here, but as you can guess I was pretty much ready for it then, but the thing is, I knew that was never gonna fit in me, at least at the front. 

So yeah, that was some pretty fuckin amazing anal. I generally kinda like it from the back, it feels, I dunno... It can be weird, until they start going, but believe me it can get real good if he knows what he’s doing. This guy certainly did and man...mmm just thinking about it is getting me - well, I’ll be typing a little slower for the rest of this post now let’s just say ;)

Anyhow, so, Jenna’s been getting real horny just laying with his sack, and decides like she wants a go too, even though that’s not usually her thing and uh, well he certainly gives her one too! He had just blew my mind with that load - I swear I could feel that shaft hitting by ribs - and only a moment later he’s rock hard again and pushing his way between her ass cheeks. 

We had another few goes at that before frankly Jenna and I were both too tired and he had work the next day so we all get snug for a bit before he leaves. Man, I was still tingling when he left, still horny but so fucking exhausted with pleasure. I see Jenn’a asleep next to me, and I start feeling a bit weird. I put it down to the alcohol, and go to sleep.

Oh man, the next day. So this is the bit I’ve been meaning to get too, but I just kept thinking about... brb.

That’s better, took care of that. Now so after some weird and  wild dreams I wake up, and the sun’s shining right through the window, so I keep my eyes shut and begin to move. That’s when I feel it. I realised later that it was just sheets, but at the time I just felt this rush as something touched me. For a second I panic, confused, and I jump a little. The landing causes a hell of a lot more impact than I’d think and so I fall right next to Jenna. I open my eyes to see what the fuck is going on, and I see this mountain right beneath the sheets on top of Jenna. I’m looking at her, face down, and I see like this thing on top of her, so... I touch it.

For a moment I panic again. I touch the soft thing and her facelike contorts as she gasps. So I ask her if she’s ok, and she’s still damn asleep. I touch it again, for longer this time, and she starts waking up.. moaning. Now, in the back of my head, something’s still niggling at me, and I keep squirming on top of these cushions I’m sitting on. I’m feeling impatient, and I want to know what the hell is happening here, so I just pull back the sheet. 

- Holy fuck - 

So Jenna’s jeans are like, fucking shredded all over the place, and I can see this ASS rising out of them. And when I say ass, I mean ass, like fucking dumptruck-sirmixalot-thick. It’s pouring out of every rip in them, and - can I just give a ssoutout to the best fucking Jeans company ever - they’re somehow still holding together for the most part. Like each ass cheek is like a fucking pumpkin. I can’t help myself, I don’t even realise I’m wet at the time, I touch it again, and I don’t mean like poking. I fucking grab her ass (and dude, I was surprised at how damn firm it was - it was like a billion squats put into one woman), and her eyes fucking snap open, her lips groaning in pleasure. Her hand shoots to touch it, and brushes past me, and that’s when I notice it’s happened to me too.

One incident that will never be mentioned again later, well, I am going nuts on instagram. This is like a fucking dream come true. Jenna was a bit hard to sway at first, but then the first thousand or so likes, along with a gentle reminder of the benefits of this, a la hand (shush you!), and she came around to the idea.

We started talking about what happened, and yeah, it didn’t take us any longer than you to figure out that Mr Big had something to do with this.

So yeah, he’s coming over on Thursday to do my tits, and believe me my nipples are peaking in anticipation. I wanted him to try some other stuff, but for some reason he says my apartment is too small for that, something about the ceilings, w/e.

In the mean time, enjoy the pics and stay tuned for my ‘updates’.

xox <3

p.s. If I get enough likes I’ll post a vid of big boy and my next encounter ;))) xxx

She didn’t see what I saw as she left. That pert ass rolling out, filling up like a heavy zeppelin, full and tight. Her dress shrank its way up her legs, pulling to cover the swelling buttocks that followed behind her. I could only watch, mouth agape with wonderment.

She took another step down the stairs, and I could see each cheek pressing an outline against the cloth. She absent mindedly tugged the garment, and my voice became stuck in my throat.

I thought back to last night, staggering into the house together, drunk as anything. She whispered dirty things and giggled as we helped each other up the staircase, towards the bed, but when she told me where she wanted me to put it I was instantly hard.

Thinking back to this morning’s growing concerns, I think I now realised why she never let me do that before. My eyes glued to her posterior, I counted down the seconds till she would open her car, sit down, and realise what had happened. I was the luckiest man in the world.

She bit her lip then, and reveled in amazement at the amount of sensation she could still feel as he thrust back and forth with Herculanean effort. That pleasure hadn’t diminished at all. In fact... it felt even better - more with every thrust! 

She ground into him a little, the minute wiggle of her ass sending an earthquake rippling through him as he plunged as far as he could go into the exquisite engorging expanse.

“Yeah, keep going baby! You can’t stop!”

If he kept going like this, it would soon feel as good, if not better than the growth...

“I need more!”

She released one of her breasts from her kneading grip and motioned to give him a hand.

“Giggle” A bit too much for you, sweetie? C'mon, i wanted to grow sooooo much bigger for you! You can’t already give up! I have so much more to show you!“

The door opens inwards, revealing a ravishing beauty. This must be ‘Lili’, your company for the evening. Your hands crinkle over the bouquet behind your back, and you suddenly feel foolish, but Lili is used to shy first-timers, and takes your hand from behind your back, ushering you inside. The door swings shut behind you.

“Oh, are these for me?” she grins, doe eyed beneath her blonde tresses. She really is lovely, slim yet ample, statuesque but delicate, and her scent draws you into her boudoir. She presses the flowers to her nose and inhales deeply, her eyes momentarily closing, showing long lashes. Tongue tied, you follow her to the sofa. A bottle of champagne rests on the table, promising a fine start to the evening. Unexpectedly, however, she moves to the minibar, from which she removes a coke. She cracks it open with a girlish grin, and you relax. 

You sit and talk for a while, and she seems relaxed, not passing over things to come. She is an odd quirk of elegance and informality, and you find yourself moving towards her on the sofa, intoxicated, though you haven’t touched the champagne. She leans back, her full lips in a smirk, teasingly inviting like the smoulder in her eyes.

“Pssst... I’m all yours. Trust me, I am going to rock your world. Along with your application, I had a look through your laptop when you connected to the network in your room.”

She smoothly rises, and takes your hand, compelling you through the spectacular suite... and into the bedroom.

Once inside, it seems unnaturally quiet all of a sudden, and your throat sticks again. You wish you had actually had some of the bottle. The soft drink sticks in your throat, making it a sweet desert. But this lady is a professional, and waits for you to make the first move.

She stands, facing you unblinkingly; stunning. She then winks, and you take careful steps towards her. Gingerly, you lay a hand on her shoulder, moving to the velvety strap of her shirt. However, she stops you, motioning your hand downwards towards the sweet fruit of her breast. Her other hand strokes yours, and as it moves towards you, you begin to plant kisses up her slender fingers. When your lips touch the small tattoo on her forearm, it glows a dull pink at your touch.

All of a sudden, her lips are upon yours, and she falls back on to the bed, pulling you with her. Her hand presses your palm to her breast, and your tongues’ are afire. You begin to feel a heat building and as you press your hands against her chest, you grow hard against her, eliciting a murmur of approval. She breaks away from the kiss, and begins to nibble your ear, before lightly tonguing the hole. Simultaneously, her hand begins to rub against your trousers, lightly exploring the contours of your erection. After a few moments, however, you suddenly you feel your fly yanked down and her fingers forcefully clench your cock. Her breathing becomes ragged, and she moans your name. The tattoo is glowing more brightly, and beneath your mashing fingers you feel something happening. Her breasts are beginning to grow larger. The material of the dress tightens slowly as you watch, contrasting with the manic speed with which she is pumping your manhood. From ample grapefruits her bust engorges, slowly closing the distance between you. You can only watch, as they approach double their original size, straining at the shirt. 

As you watch her deepening cleavage, your mind is overcome. The last traces of shock fade, leaving only the steely desire of your cock, even as her hand frantically jerks the meat of it back and forth, moaning. The shirt beings to rip, letting a cleavage spill through the v-neck that is larger than most ordinary breasts. You shift towards her on the bed, your mouth agape, desiring her. However, before you can move further, your cock pulses under her python grip and cum spurts out all over her rising tits. Still she does not slacken her pace, and as you tweak her thumb-sized nipples, capping her enormous melons, she does not allow you to slacken or soften. The pink glow is brighter, and you grow impossibly harder. 

Then she has released you, and you’re inside her, fucking her. The wall of tit grows between you, and you grab handfuls, hearing her moan from the other side, bulging in heavy ecstasy. You pound into her, your mind only on one word: ‘Bigger... bigger!’

The pair of you come, over and over. After who knows how long, you slow for a small break, and she pulls two energy drinks from a drawer. You notice the slightly messy chest of drawers behind her, discarded outfits hanging from the drawers. Panting she leans in to whisper. “”I’ve got a confession to make. Your session is tomorrow but... I was so intrigued by your fantasy and, well, I’m sure you won’t mind if we start a little earlier, will you?”, and plants a kiss on your cheek.

You wonder when she had managed to dim the lights...