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Dr. Hooters #15: Too Big to Stay Virgins
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DR. HOOTERS - Part XV
Too Big To Stay Virgins
[by Servax]
Blair continued stroking Tommy's wonderful dick. "It's so BIG,
Tommy", she cooed. "I had no idea these things got so big."
"Usually, they don't, Blair baby", Tommy smirked. "Mine started
growing when I started getting taller, but it don't have to be so
big. Watch"
Tommy's dick, which had been about a foot long, began to diminish
in Blair's hand, until it dwindled to about half its former size,
but still hard and erect.
"Make it bigger again, please Tommy!", Blair begged.
Tommy restored his dick to its former glory, and Blair cooed with
delight. "Yeah. Most of 'em say that, Blair baby. But some of
height. That makes it handy to be able to shrink it like that."
Blair and Tommy had been taking advantage of the unusual quiet
and privacy of the house to investigate the changes that had oc-
cured to both of them. Tommy was very impressed by the size and
shape of Blair's breasts, and by the rest of her as well.
Blair was astounded by Tommy's new body. Not only did it look
good, but it felt good too, in all the right places. She passed
her hands over his arms, his shoulders, his legs. All areas were
rock hard and strong-feeling.
Blair was sitting beside Tommy, and she saw her nipples stiffen-
ing. She leaned her breasts lightly against his arm, and brushed
her nipples against his arm and shoulder. Tommy reacted to this
by cupping his left hand under her right breast and stroking in
softly. Even as big as Tommy's hands had become, Blair was gra-
tified to see that she had much more than a handful.
"You wanna fuck, Blair? It won't be the first time for me."
Blair was beyond recall, her breasts pounding from the inner
surgings of pressure and joy. "I can't think of anyone I'd rath-
er do it with for the first time than you, Tommy." She lay him
down on the bed, and straddled his chest, her large, melon-sized
breasts dangling mere inches from his face. She flung herself on
him, burying his face in her womanly tits. He grabbed her hips
and positioned her until she was sitting directly in front of his
majestic cock. Blair bent over, and took Tommy's dick between
her breasts, and worked them back and forth against his shaft and
head. Tommy groaned with delight.
Tommy worked his way into her pussy, which was wet and warm.
Slowly and gently he stroked her outer lips and, working inward,
he found her clit. She began to moan. "Oh, Tommy, this feels so
good!", she panted. "We're so big. That's what makes it feel
so good."
Grabbing Tommy's ponderous prong by the shaft, she guided it down
to where his fingers had begun exploring. She felt a bolt of
what felt like electric current run through her body when the
head of Tommy's dick, which was about the size and shape of a
large strawberry, made contact with her clit.
Blair lifted herself gently, letting Tommy insert his dick. She
felt it slide in, its thick bulk rubbing maddenlingly against the
walls of her pussy. As big as he was, he fit perfectly. Her
large boobs jiggled and bounced as she began to move herself up
and down on Tommy's dick.
Tommy reached up and began massaging her breasts. "Oh, God, Tom-
my", Blair moaned, "feel me up, feel my big tits." Tommy took
her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers and twisted them.
This causes Blair to buck and bridle on top of Tommy's dick.
Blair reached behind her and began softly stroking Tommy's heavy
balls. This made Tommy shriek with delight, and he began to
thrust his pelvis up, pushing his dick ever deeper into Blair's
suddenly hungry pussy. "You got ball bearings inside that
cootchie, baby", grunted Tommy. Blair wasn't able to respond.
She leaned back, increasing the pressure of Tommy's thick dick
against her clit, and panting with her increasing, building
desire.
Tommy came in a thunderous orgasm, shooting his massive heavy
load deeply inside Blair, yet he stayed marvelously hard and po-
tent, thrusting ever more deeply into Blair, until she too, began
to feel a tidal wave of sensation build, crest, and crash
against her. Then they fell exhausted into each others arms.
Blair and Tommy decided to shower together, snuggling in each
other's arms as the cool water washed the fires of love away.
"This is a nice crib, Blair baby. Is it yours?"
Blair nuzzled his broad muscular chest. "I was invited here by a
girl I met at a party." She heard a car pull up outside, and the
gate open. Feminine voices wafted in from the open window.
"That's probably her now."
They finished showering and dressed. While they were dressing,
they heard the voices outside again, the car doors open, the gate
open, and the crunch of the tires on the gravel. Then they heard
the gate close. "There they go again", Blair remarked, "That's
good. I don't want to share you, Tommy."
Tommy lit a cigarette. "Y'know, Blair baby", he mused, "since I
been big, I've had a good lot of women. But since I met up with
you again, I don't so much want to be shared." Blair giggled and
grabbed his arm.
"Let's do the town, baby", invited Tommy, "I got a car." Blair's
eyes opened wide. "Yeah", Tommy continued, "this old broad's
lettin' me use it, for now.", He showed her a lighter. "She gave
me this, too", he added. It was an old Zippo with a message
engraved on it. 'Simply mad about the boy', it read.
Blair put on a tight, tight black skirt and a fairly modest white
blouse that Mary Lou had bought for her and Marina had altered.
It had a row of buttons in black and gold running down the front,
and it was thin enough for her to feel the sea breezes against
her upper body, and the fabric of her bra was clearly seen
through it. She debated about putting on some panty hose, but
decided against it. The week at the beach had lightly tanned her
legs, and she didn't need the hose for color. Pulling her white
pumps on, she felt her outfit complete. She gave her thick red
hair a few brushes, and touched up her makeup. "Well, I'm ready,
Tommy", she announced.
"Damn, Blair baby, if hangin' with these rich folk don't do us
street folk nothin' but right.", Tommy announced. "You look good
enough to put in a window up in Bal Harbour." He stood and
thought for a minute. "I don' wanna go back to the old broad's
house, but I got some fine clothes back at my Awntie Marsha's.
We'll go there first."
They heard a door open and close downstairs. "Probably Amanda.",
said Blair, "She's a big girl now, too. Doesn't need me to hover
over her every minute like before."
"We can leave the same way I came.", said Tommy. He jumped into
the window, and dropped to boardwalk below. He grabbed Blair by
the waist and lowered her, then they disappeared into the late
morning glare.
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Amanda felt a girl's body, about the same size and weight as
hers, press in against her back, with small, hard breasts pushing
against her underneath a soft cotton top. The girl moved her
hands lightly and quickly over Amanda's boobs, causing tremors to
shudder doen Amanda's spine.
"Relax, Amanda,", said the girl in a low, insistant voice, "I
know how to do this." In way of demonstration, the girl moved
her hands experly over Amanda's upper body, touching her in
places that made her tremble with desire.
"Mary Lou told me how big you'd gotten, Amanda,", whispered the
girl, "and I had to come see for myself. She didn't tell me the
half. You're so big. It's not fair."
Amanda turned around to see Sherrie Rodriguez standing inches
from her. She thrust her large breasts into Sherrie's face.
"Don't stop what you were doing, Sherrie,", pleaded Amanda, "It
felt so good."
"Oh, **good**,", beamed Sherrie, "I was so afraid you'd be of-
fended. Some girls don't like to be touched by other girls."
Sherrie stripped her top off, displaying her tiny hard bosom.
"Not much compared to yours, is it, Amanda?", Sherrie asked.
She began stroking Amanda's breasts again with her long fingers,
and Amanda moved closer in to her.
"I always wanted to have big breasts, Amanda,", confessed Sher-
rie, "It seems like Mary Lou and Carlita got all the tits in our
family. By the time I came along, there wasn't any left. How'd
you get so big, anyway?"
Amanda began making little circles with her erect nipples against
Sherrie's chest, feeling proud that her large and shapely tits
were the object of such admiration. "I just started growing,",
she said, "and anyway, Blair's bigger than I am."
"Blair's bigger all over.", responded Sherrie, "Anyway, she can't
be as fine as you are." She exteded her long, pointed tongue
and lightly licked the merest tip of the nipple of Amanda's
breast.
At this, Amanda moved in closer, shivering with barely suppressed
desire. Sherrie reached down with her long, supple fingers, and
began exploring Amanda's dark, glistening pussy. Amanda began to
rear up on tiptoe, and plung herself down against the practiced
strokes of Sherrie's slender hand. In the meantime, Sherrie con-
tinued mouthing and licking Amanda's ample young breasts and her
stiff, erect nipples.
"Oh my God, Sherrie,", moaned Amanda, "That feels so ** good **.
Don't stop, please!"
"I don't intend to stop, little miss big-tits,", responded Sher-
rie. She kept one hand firmly set in Amanda's pussy, and reached
behind her to massage her firm, round ass. "If I had a body like
yours, Amanda, I'd fuck my way into a million dollars."
Amanda was practically overwhelmed with the intensity of sensa-
tion that was coursing through her woman's body. Besotted with
the onslaught of sexual desire, she bucked and slid on Sherrie's
hand like a wild mare until her body convulsed in the throes of
her first orgasm.
She lept on Sherrie, knocking her to the floor. She buried
Sherrie's face in her breasts, moaning, "Suck my big tits, Sher-
rie. They're so big, they need to be sucked!" Sherrie obliged,
and Amanda plunged her fingers into Sherrie's honeypot, found her
slick, engorged clit, and stroked it until Sherrie was engulfed
in an orgasm of her own.
Feeling the powerful desires ebb away, the girls relaxed on the
double bed in the next room. Amanda was idly stroking her large
boobs. "They are pretty big, Sherrie,", she boasted, "but maybe
if you let some boys play with your titties, they'd get big,
too."
Sherrie nearly choked with laughter. "What? Do you really think
that's what made your tits so big, my little moo-cow?"
Amanda told her about Marty and Eric, and how Blair's and her
tits got so much larger after that session. Sherrie laughed
aloud. "Amanda, every boy from Palm Beach Gardens to Key Largo
has had his hands on these little mammas, and they're still the
same size they were when I was twelve. Hell, if what you are
telling me was true, you'd look flat-chested compared to me."
"Then there must be something else that made me and Blair so
big.", she mused, sitting up in bed, and admiring the generous
shelf of breast-flesh hanging on her chest. "I mean this isn't
normal." She indicated her prominent tits with her hands.
Amanda rested her bed back against the pillow. Sherrie played
with the tip of her left nipple. "It had to be the milk, then,",
Amanda mumbled.
"What milk, little moo-cow?", asked Sherrie.
"About a month and a half ago, back when we were still in school,
Blair came home with a gallon of milk she said she had swiped out
of the back seat of the car of some lady who works at the club
where my mama works, the one on Apopka Road." Amanda shifted her
weight on the bed, causing her heavy tits to jiggle and shake
again. "Blair told me that the lady whose milk she swiped was a
lady with huge boobies, even bigger than us."
"That would be Brenda Lee Hill!", exclaimed Sherrie excitedly.
"Marty, Mary Lou and I snuck in to see her once. She's got
humungous tits! I bet it was her ** own ** milk in the bottle,
that made you and Blair so big."
The next thought hit them both at the same time. "I bet she
could do the same thing for you, Sherrie", said Amanda. "I bet
she could,", said Sherrie darkly.
Amanda strode into the next room, picked up her bra, and strapped
it on. Sherrie whistled in appreciation. "You know, there won't
be anyone here tonight. We can walk up the beach to Hurricane
Tony's and watch the amateur bikini contest. It's a pity you
aren't eighteen. You could enter, and I bet there won't be any
girls there half as stacked as you."
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