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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."

This was getting out of hand. The next day I left work early and
when I entered the house, all was quiet. I went to the kitchen to
get a drink and glancing out the window I saw three teenaged boys
working with clippers on our back hedge. Looking out the window I
was invisible to the people in the yard. I looked down and saw
Holly sun bathing on the patio. She was on her stomach wearing a
bikini bottom and nothing else. Her tit flesh bulged out on each
side of her body, making white rolls of skin that extended well
beyond her back. The baby was sleeping on a blanket nearby in the
shade of a small tree.

Holly propped herself up on her elbows. I was glad to see that her
breasts hung so low that they were still in contact with her towel,
hiding her nipples and some of her dangling mellons. She called
Timmy over and asked him to rub some sunscreen on her back. Timmy
was next to Holly squirting the greasy sunscreen on her back in a
flash. He trembled as he rubbed her back. She looked over her
sholder at Tim and asked, "is my back getting red? I think maybe it
is time for me to get some sun on the other side. Do you mind
rubbing some more sunblock on me Timmy?" Holly rolled slowly and
sensuously over onto her back. Her tits looked like beachballs, her
nipples were so erect that they stuck out like inflator tubes. The
other two teenagers were standing next to Timmy in a flash. "Oh,
my", said Holly, " it looks like the other boys want to help you
Timmy."

Holly streched her arms over her head making the skin on her breasts
even tighter and forcing her nipples even higher. In a flash the
boys were kneeling around Holly and six hands, quickly greased with
oily sunscreen were flying all over Holly's tits. Holly wimpered,
relaxed her body, and closed her eyes. She gave herself over to the
enjoyment of these horny young hands rubbing and fondeling her
boobs. The boys were tentative at first but as Holly began to
squirm and when they realized that she was really enjoying there
hands they became more forceful and bolder. Their hands began to
fly over her chest, pinching her nipples, squeezing the ample flesh.
Her milky breasts began to turn pink from the rough handling. Holly
began to shake and had a crashing orgasm. I noticed that the
material of her bikini bottoms had a growing wet spot on her crotch.
One of the boys asked Holly if she would have sex with him. Holly's
eyes snapped open and much to my relief she said no that she was a
married lady. She went on to say that the boys could continue to
rub her breasts and play with themselves if they wanted. The boys
looked at each other then they all dropped their pants and freed
their hard young cocks. There was my wife surrounded by three
teenaged boys each one feeling her tits with one hand while their
other hand pulled thier horny young cocks. It only took the boys a
few minutes to begin to cum. Holly said, "shoot your cum on my
tits." A moment later the boys began to groan and strings of pearly
sperm was arcing across the patio and landing on Holly. She laid
back and began massaging their jism into her boobs, before the last
boy was even finished cumming. The last strand of sticky goo landed
in Holly's hair.

I was shocked at her behavior, but at least she hadn't fucked them.
The baby began to cry and Holly sloly stopped rubbing her cum
covered tits and said, "I need to feed the baby. But I need to
clean off my milk producers before I feed him." Timmy suggested
that she use the hose to clean up. Holly laughed and said, "you
boys get the hose, I'll let you spray me again, this time with
water." Holly walked off the patio onto the grass and the boys
turned on the garden hose. They took turns spraying Holly. At
first the water was warm because to hose had been laying in the sun.
But soon the water turned cold making Holly's nipples hard as
pebbles. Holly did a sexy little dance as the boys continued to
spray her with the hose. At one point she pulled her bikini bottoms
away from her butt, and Timmy whose turn it was to shoot water at
her aimed the stream down her pants. Holly laughed and said, "you
boys go home. I need to feed the baby." Two boys left through the
back gate, but Timmy stayed around putting the tools and hose away.
Holly sat in the shade next to the baby and held him to her left
breast. He began sucking hungrily at her nipple. Timmy looked
tenderly at Holly. "Could I find out what breast milk tastes
like?", Timmy asked. She smiled and told him to lay down next to
her. He laid on his back and while holding the baby to her left
breast she leaned forward until her right nipple came in contact
with his lips. He gently sucked the nipple into his mouth and I
could see his cheeks hollow creating suction with his mouth. After
a moment he stopped and said, "it tastes warm and wonderful, just
like you." He began to suck again. Holly had a serene look on her
face as she nursed her two "babies".

Timmy began to get a rather obvious erection. 16 year olds have
great recouperative power. Holly noticed and while holding the baby
with one arm she was able to reach down unzip Timmy's pants and free
his pink cock. She smiled to herself and began to gently stroke is
shaft. Timmy moaned but continued to nurse. I could see white
breast milk at the corners of his lips. The scene was shocking to
me, but in a way it looked gentle and nurturing. The scene lasted
about five minutes. Then Timmy stiffened and his teenaged seed
cascaded over Holly's hand as she continued to milk his cock. She
put her hand to her face and tentatively touched her tounge to the
sperm dripping down her hand. She wrinkled her nose, tasted the
jism again, then licked her hand clean with gusto.

She told Timmy that he needed to leave. He asked if he could come
back tomorrow. Holly said no, if she needed any yard work done she
would call him next week. Timmy looked heartbroken, but he left the
yard by the back gate. After a few minutes Holly came inside still
nursing the baby. When she saw me she looked startled then she
simply said, "I'm glad your home, I need you to fuck me bad."

Holly finished nursing the baby and put him in the playpen in the
living room. As soon as she had the baby settled I bent her over
the living room couch. I pushed her bikini bottoms down around her
ankles, and was balls deep into her blond pussy from behind in one
thrust. As I slammed into her I could see her hands carressing her
dangling boobs. They were swinging wildly since they were no longer
full of milk.

Later that night Holly said that Cathy and Jim were coming over the
next evening for dinner and fun. I asked what she meant, she said
that Jim was going to bring his camera equipment. Holly had decided
that she wanted some picture so she could remember the time in her
life when she felt the sexyist. "So you think that this is phase
you are going through is going to pass?, I asked. "Oh Yes", she
replied, "I'll only be nursing for another three months, then my
boobs will shrink back to normal and I am sure they will loose their
hyper-sensitivity. Besides aren't you enjoying all this super sex?
I know you like my body the way it is now." I answered, "I liked
your body the way it was before too Its not that this is better,
its just different. And yes! I am enjoying the sex, but from what
I've seen and what you've told me, a lot of other peoiple are as
well." Holly pouted and said once again that I had started this.
She went on to say that she wouldn't even consider having sex with
anyone else. I simply replyed that she had better be careful. Some
men wouldn't take no as easily as the teenagers today had. She
laughed, "Thats one of the best things about my boobs, I can get men
to do anything for me. Just think, do you think those teenagers
would have jacked-off in front of each other if they hadn't been
under the influence of the set of tits. I could get young Timmy to
do anything for me. All I have to do is rub up against him or flash
him a little clevage and he is mine to command. Like a little
puppy. And you older guys aren't much better."

The next day was Friday. When I got home I was relieved that only
Holly and the baby were there. Holly was wearing shorts and one of
my white shirts untucked with the shirt tail tied at her waist. Her
breasts bounced around and looked like two squirrels fighting in a
pillow case. She wasn't wearing any make-up, and she looked like the
fresh scrubbed young wife I had married, except for her boobs. She
was playing with the baby. She looked at me and said, "change out
of your business suit. Cathy and Jim will be here in a while and I
thought we would cook out." I smiled, having a cookout with our
best friends was something that we had often done, and we all really
enjoyed. Usually, we would cook steak or burgers, drink a few beers
and talk about current events, old times and plans for the future.
We would joke and laugh and have a good time.

When Jim and Cathy arrived it seemed like old times. After we had
some burgers and a few beers. Cathy said, "I couldn't believe it
when you said you wanted to take some naked pictures Holly. Last
week you were mortified by the idea." Holly smiled and said, "I
know, but something has changed in me, its like my boobs are
contolling my life. All I want to do is tease men and my titties
are soooo sensitive, its like I'm addicted to playing with them, God
it feels good when they are rubbed. I just want to have some
pictures to remember my big breasted body because I know they won't
last." Jim looked at me questioning, I just shrugged my sholders as
if to say I don't no what the hell is going on. Jim chimed in, "I'm
looking forward to being the photographer!" Cathy said, "Thats why
I'm here, so the photographer doesn't forget he's married. I know
how much you like the new Holly."

Jim said that he was going to get his camera equipment from the car.
I asked Holly where she wanted to take the pictures. Jim came back
in and said that if it was OK with Holly, outside would be best,
because of the late afternoon light. Holly said, "lets go to the
patio where we ate our burgers, I don't think the neighbors would
apprciate a show on the front lawn." Cathy laughed, "I'll bet some
of them would." We all went out to the patio. While Jim set up his
eqiupment Holly looked around the back yard. "I guess I'll just
kneel on the grass here in the middle of the yard", Holly said.

Holly untied and unbuttoned her shirt, looked at Jim and said, "your
dream comes true big boy." She dropped her shirt and her glorious
boobs were uncovered. Jim was right, the golden afternoon sun made
Holly look absolutely beautiful. The shadow cast by her tits was
immense. She knelt in her shorts on the grass and Jim took several
pictures facing Holly and some in profile. She just kneeled there
with her arms at her sides. She looked the the healthy
girl-next-door who just happened to have knockers the size of
basketballs.

Jim said, we should have more action in the photos. I told Holly to
do her hose trick. Cathy asked what I meant and Holly proceeded to
tell her about her afternoon with the teenagers. Cathy said, "why
Holly I didn't know you had that kind of thing in you." Cathy got
the hose and she and I took turn spraying Holly while I Jim clicked
away with his camera. Holly dropped her shorts and danced in the
water wearing only her white cotton panties. The panties turned
transparent when they got wet. We all laughed and joked, but as
Holly danced and rubbed her tits. I could tell she was gettig turned
on. Finally, Cathy said, "you look too goodie-goodie Holly. Let's
make you a Men's Magazine Playmate."

Holly agreed and we all went inside. We were loosing the afternoon
light anyway. Holly and Cathy went to the bedroom to "dress"
Holly. Jim and I set up his camera equipment in the livingroom.
For some reason I wasn't feeling upset, probably because I trusted
Cathy, and this seemed like innocent fun.

Cathy and Holly were gone for half an hour. Cathy came into the
livingroom and introduced the "new look Holly." When Holly entered
both Jim's and my mouth fell open. The fresh scrubbed Holly was
gone. A creature that could give a deadman a hard-on slinked into
the room. In a throaty wisper Holly said, "How do you like the look
boys?"

Starting at the top Holly had put on a curly blond wig with tresses
that fell to her sholders and framed her face. Her face was heavily
made up. Like a $10 hooker. Heavy mascara, long black false
eyelashes, dark high arched eyebrows, deep highlights on her high
cheekbones, bright ruby red lips with lip liner making them appear
full and pouty, matching red fingernails and toenails. It was very
different because Holly was so fair. She normally wore almost no
make-up and her eyebrows and lashes were so blond that you hardly
noticed them. This was an amazing change.

She was wearing a black panty and bra set, black self supporting
thigh high stockings and black stelletto heel shoes. Cathy said
that she had given Holly her bra, because a white cotton nursing bra
just wasn't the look they wanted. Holly, Cathy and Jim all laughed
as I checked out Cathy to see if I could tell she wasn't wearing a
bra under her blouse. Cathy looked at me and said, "your as bad as
my husband, but this is Holly's show not mine."

Holly said, "lets take pictures of me on the couch. But how should
I pose?" Jim said that he had the answer and ran to his car
returning with a handful of skin magazines. Cathy looked at him and
said, "more jerk-off material Jim." He blushed and the rest of us
laughed. He said, "I thought that Holly could copy the poses in
these. It would get us started." The four of us crowed around the
coffee table and started looking through the skin mags. It was a
funny feeling, the four of us looking a naked women, with Holly
herself looking like a wet dream. We couldn't agree on the poses we
liked. Finally I said that since Holly was the model and she wanted
the pictures that we should do the poses she wanted. Everyone
agreed, but Jim added that since he was the photographer he would
ask for some poses.

Holly choose a photographic layout that was more conservative than
the others. It showed a big breasted model on a couch, starting in
a dress and disrobing in each photo. Ending up in her panties and
licking her lips. Some of the shots were simple other showed the
model bending around in some acrobatic positions. Positions that
accentuated her breasts, legs and ass.

We all helped Holly get into her positions when she dropped her bra
and unrolled her stockings. The room got real quiet. Jim finished
the pictures then said he wanted his shots. He picked out a lyout
from one of the raunchier magazine. No striptease just a naked
model in very graphic poses. The model had a shine to her skin. So
Jim had Cathy and I rub baby oil all over Holly, when she pulled
down her panties Jim applauded. We oiled Hollys ass and legs.
Holly spent a lot of time rubbing her breasts with oil and she
appeared to have several small orgasms. Cathy said, "boy she
really is sensitive."

Jim asked Cathy to get her lipstick and he painted Holly's nipples a
bright red. "That will make them stand out in the photo's better.
He was right her tits were milky white topped by cherry colored
nipples. Jim started posing Holly. Holly licked her own nipples in
one photo, on her hands and knees ass facing the camera in another,
laying on her back in the classic crotch shot, her blonde pussy hair
shinny with oil. Finally one shot of her grabbing a breast with one
hand while the fingers of her other hand spread her cunt lips so
that her clit was exposed for the world to see.

Holly said that posing was hard work and she was hot from the
lights. She asked Cathy and I to get her another cold beer. We
went to the kitchen, found a beer and poured it into a glass. When
we walked into the living we saw Jim first, pants around his ankles
withdrawing his red cock from Holly's puffy pussy. A long string of
cum ran from his purple dick head to Holly's gaping hole. Cathy
swore, I yelled, and Jim simply said, "I wanted a picture of her
pussy full of cum." Holly laid on the couch in a daze. While JIm
clicked away with his camera, his wet penis waving out from under
his shirt tails. Jim said, "Don't be mad Cathy, after all you
jerked Holly's husband off, remember." Cathy replied, "Yea! but I
didn't fuck him. But I'm going to make up for that right now." She
dropped to her knees, unzipped my pants, pulled my cock out and
locked her lips around my cock. I could feel her swirling tounge
tracing circles around my engorged cock head.

Holly finally realized what was happening, and said, "I'm sorry,
Jim was rubbing my tits and I didn't even feel him slip his cock in
me until it was to late." I looked at her cum running down her
thighs and angrily replied, "I didn't feel Cathy sucking my cock
until it was to late." I began to blast my jism down her throat.
This started an orgy. Holly with Jim and Cathy and I trying to out
do each other. We fucked and sucked for the next hour. Cathy even
had me fuck her up the ass after I had squirted baby oil on my cock.
That was something Holly and I had never done. As I withdrew my
cock from Cathy's hairy bung hole. Jim was finishing a tit fuck of
Holly. His cum was dripping off of her nose and chin. The baby
started to cry in his nursery. Holly jumped up and went to feed
him. Cathy and Jim picked up their clothes and equipment while I
straightened up the mess in the living room. By the time Holly came
back JIm and Cathy had left. We looked at each other but didn't say
a word.

The next week Holly continued to use her breasts to manipulate men.
She got discounts at a clothing store by leaving the changing room
door ajar and flashing her breasts at the salesman. She bought some
clothes which displayed her breasts to best advantage and were only
barely legal to wear in public. At a restraunt she held her shirt
open for the waiter. Instead of a cash tip she displayed her tit
tips for him. She said he was happier with the flash than the
cash. This became her new saying "flash or cash". All of the men
she did businees with wanted the "flash". She even got the postman
to bring the mail to the door rather than leave it at the box on the
street. This was something he had told us was against postoffice
rules. But, with Holly standing in the door, wrapped in a towel,
just out of the shower, he was happy to break the rules.
Especially when Holly let the towel slip to her waist.

The final straw came when I came home early one day to find Holly
sunning herself on the patio while five teenaged boys worked in the
yard. Holly must had called Timmy and told him to bring some
friends. They were busy digging up the garden, when they weren't
looking over at the topless Holly. She moved around on the towel
alot, giving them plenty of looks at her impressive mams. Finally,
Holly called them over to put sunscreen on her. The boys were
surrounding her in no time and they dropped their clothes without
being asked. Ten hands rubbed and tweaked her breasts.

The ten strong arms lifted her up and laid her on her back on the
picnic table. Holly didn't even seem to notice since she was having
a series of orgasm from all the attention her tits were receiving.
One of the boys said, "Watch this." to the others. He released his
hold on her breasts and walked down to her legs. He quietly untied
the sides of Holly's string bikini bottoms. He pulled the front of
her suit down exposing Holly's wet fuck hole. I could see her pussy
lips actually expanding and contracting in time to action of her
breasts. The teenager stepped up spread Holly's legs and pulled her
down the table until her butt was on the edge of the table. Without
the table in the way he simply walked forward and sank his horny
teenaged cock into my wife. I looked at Holly's face, but could not
see any difference in the mask of extasy she displayed.

The muscular boy thrust at machine gun speed into Holly and in
moments groaned as he shot his seed into her compliant blonde cunt.
He withdrew his wet and shrinking cock and walked back up to
Holly's chest nodding for another boy to take his place. One after
another, the five boys fucked Holly while the others stimulated her
reddening boobs. As they continued to squeeze her tits they became
even more sensitive. Finally, unable to take any more, Holly begged
for them to stop. But he boys didn't stop and she couldn't stop
herself, until the last one shot his load into her. Then the boys
stopped. Timmy got the hose out and while Holly lay spread eagled
on the picnic table, he began to hose her off.

The water revived Holly and she stood up. She looked down a
realized that her blond pussy hair was white with cum. Then rivers
of cum began to run out of her well used cunt and run down her legs.
She looked up at the teenagers and said, "looks like you boys have
been bad." She grabbed the hose from Timmy and hosed off her pubic
hair and legs, at one point aiming the hard stream of water right
into her gaping pussy. "There, all clean", she said, "now its your
turn." Holly aimed the hose at the boys cum covered penises.

I couldn't take any more so I called out, "I'm home", from the
kitchen. The boys ran out of the back fence, pulling on their
clothes as they went.

I opened up the back door, shook my head in disgust and told Holly
that the baby was crying in the nursery.

Over the next two months Holly continued her exhibitionism. One
Saturday she went to the home of one of my co-workers. The home
belonged to one of the men who had been chanting "Holly Hooters" at
the picnic.

I thought she was out for the day with Cathy. But the next week at
work, one of the men who had been there told me about the afternoon
"pool party". He said that I hadn't been asked to the party because
the boys wanted to see if they could get Holly to do the wet
Tee-shirt routine again. He said that Holly had jumped into the
pool shortly after arriving. Wearing only a thin white tee-shirt
and bikini bottoms. Every time it started to dry one of the men
would push her into the pool making the shirt transparent. One of
the men had even held the neck of the tee-shirt when he pushed her
in. The shirt tore right off of her. She didn't bother putting
anything on after getting out of the pool, but continued to enjoy
the party as if nothing was amiss. He went on to say that she had
disapeared with the owner of the house for about a half hour. But
he didn't know if anything went on. He did say that Holly had posed
for pictures with the guys at the party, topless. He said many of t
he guys had taken liberties, playing with her tits whenever they
felt like it. He also said Holly seemed to enjoy getting the men
to bring her drinks and generally respond to her every whim.

By the end of the week several pictures of a topless Holly standing
next to and hugging my co-workers began to show up on the desks
around work. Fortunately, after a few days one of the female
executives asked for all pictures showing nudity to be kept out of
sight. She said she was offended. She couldn't imagine how
offended I was.

Holly continued to do her "flash or cash" routine around the city.

Finally about a month ago the Pediatrician suggested to Holly that
she stop breast feeding and put the baby on solid food. It didn't
take long for her breasts to shrink back to normal. Her breasts
lost their hyper-sensitivity. Holly's boobs became quite ugly. The
skin had streched so much from their amazing size that after the
milk stopped being produced they ended up like pancakes hanging off
the front of her body. Flat and drooping towards her bellybutton.

She complained that nobody was paying attention to her anymore.
Even the postman started putting the mail back at the box by the
street. When asked if they would prefer "flash or cash," the reply
from men now was "cash".

I had been considering leaving Holly, but since she is back to
normal I think that I'll stay. She is a very good mother to our son
and I truly love her.

Just today I noticed that she had an appointment with somebody named
Dr. Nolan. I wasn't familiar with him. When I asked Holly if he
was a new Pediatrician for the baby, she laughed and said, "NO! He's
a plastic surgeon".

I'll bet you can figure out what his specialty is!!!


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