Message-ID: <22500asstr$948978602@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: judecarith@my-deja.com Lines: 514 X-Original-Message-ID: <86ogdu$g8d$1@nnrp1.deja.com> X-Article-Creation-Date: Thu Jan 27 04:09:38 2000 GMT Subject: {ASSM} Clara 3 Date: Thu, 27 Jan 2000 08:10:02 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, IceAltar I did not write this story. I do not have the author's name on file. Enjoy, but do not request reposting or e-mail version. -JC from behind Clara slammed her hips back at me. ³JESUS, THATıS DEEP² She shrieked. ³I LOVE IT. LOVE IT. LOVE IT.² She emphasized each statement with a harder and harder thrust. She was nearly pushing me off the bed! Clara slumped down, resting her head on the bed, crushing her monstrous breasts between her chest and the bed. Then she bounced up and placed her hands, palm up on the bed under her breasts and dropped her shoulders back down. ³You really like to squeeze your nipples? Donıt you?² I asked. ³It feels so good. You are going so deep inside me this way I feel like I could just fuck like this all night long.² She moaned. ³I love to pull on my nipples. Itıs almost as good as when you suck and chew on them. Oh God. Here I go. Here I go. GO. GO. GOD OH GOD FUCK ME FUCK ME DONıT STOP YES...YES... YES. I was right behind her. As Clara crashed into another orgasm my cock started to pulse and shoot deep inside her. Burst after burst shot deep into Claraıs snatch as she moaned and pleaded for more. I felt like every organ in my body was melting and squirting out my cock into Claraıs hot sucking snatch. Finally, with a groan I collapsed onto Claraıs back and we slid together onto the bed with my wilting dick still trapped in her pussy. ³I think Iıve died and gone to heaven² I said as I lay on top of her. I was exhausted. Four times in one night. Must be some kind of record for the frat house. ³I know Iıve seen God. Several times!² She replied. ³Now roll off me. I have to sneak to the bathroom and clean up a little. I²m past dripping!² With that she wriggled out from under me and was out the door before I could stop her. Several minutes passed and just as I was getting concerned she was back closing the door quickly behind her. ³No one saw me.² She grinned at me. ³But it was a close thing! What would your frat brothers say if they knew you had a girl in your room?² Most of them wouldnıt have believed it, I thought. If I told them it was Clara most wouldnıt want to think about it. Unless they could see her as I could see her now, with out her disguises in place. Clara serenely strolled across the room and stood again in front of the mirror. She seemed, oh, more confident now. She was standing looking at her reflection, slowly pivoting from one side to the other. ³What do you see?² I asked. ³A young woman.² She replied. ³A young woman who feels like sheıs just waking up from a long sleep. Not Sleeping Beauty perhaps. More like Sleeping Busty!² She giggled. She kept surveying herself. ³You know,² she went on, ³I donıt think Iıve ever really spent any time studying myself without thinking how grotesque these were!² She emphasized her point by grabbing both tits and crushing them against herself. When she snatched her hands away her breasts tumbled back into their normal low attitude and continued to quiver and shake as Clara declared, ³My breasts are NOT ugly. They ARE really big. But they are also well shaped and quite firm for how big they are, right Rich?² She turned to glance at me over her shoulder and I smiled and gave her thumbs up! ³Guys like big breasts, they should like bigger breasts even more, right? I never felt I could attract a boy. I know I am not real pretty. Iım kind of plain. But now I feel different and I owe it all to you.² She walked over to the bed and plopped herself down on the bed. We both watched and waited until her hooters had finally come to a rest. ³Rich. Weıve just fucked our brains out. Can I ask you a question and will you give me an honest answer?² Uh oh. Where were we going now? ³Well, you know we guys donıt like to talk about our feelings. Ouch! Hey!² Who knew she could punch like that? My shoulder was going to be black and blue! ³Rich, cımon be serious. For a moment at least. Now tell me the truth. Do you think Iım pretty?² ³Well, Clara, um. well. Ahh, honest?² She nodded her head which did some real interesting things elsewhere. ³You arenıt ugly but youıre not pretty either. When you said you were plain you were right.² ³So if I want to attract a boy is it right if I try to use my body? My Mom made it clear that guys were only interested in one thing and that I shouldnıt let them see my body or let them touch me. She taught me to dress so that no one could see how big my tits are. And it works. No boy has ever given me a second look until you asked me to this party. ³I was so glad to be invited tonight that I went out to buy a real dress to wear. But I gave up. None of the shops I went to didnıt have anything that would fit. The clerks seemed real rude when she saw how I was built.² I saw a tear start to form but Clara dashed it away. I was a little embarrassed too. Clara didnıt know what had motivated me to invite her to this party. I vowed then and there that she would never learn either. Besides the fact that we had mutually taken each other virginity and fucked our brains out, I found that I really liked Clara and didnıt want to hurt her in any way. ³So Iım no beauty. Right. Thatıs okay. I have other assets. You said earlier that I have magnificent breasts. The largest breasts youıve ever seen you said ... the largest youıd ever imagined. You should be proud of your body you told me. You werenıt just saying that were you?² ³No, Clara, ³I said. ³It was all the truth. You also seem to be a reasonably nice person when you donıt start in about being a witch or warlock or whatever?² ³But I am descended from witches!² She stated. ³But never mind that now. Lets get back to the subject. Iıve got a good body. Iım not fat, my legs are fine, my butts real tight from all the walking I do every day and I have really great big, stupendous tits! Is it okay for me to use my body to attract a man. And would it work Rich? Would a man be attracted to me?² ³What do you want me to say, Clara?² ³Tell me the truth, dammit.² ³Um, well. Stand up for a minute. Yeah, good. Turn around. Slowly, do it again. Okay you can sit down. Clara, you have real good legs, if you wore heels I suspect youıre legs would be terrific. Youıve got a nice tight butt and stomach. But Clara, you are unique.² ³How so?² I think she knew where I was going but she wanted to hear me say it. ³You have the biggest and best set of tits in the world. Iıve seen my share of pinups. Iıve never seen anyone that comes close to having breasts as large, firm, shapely and tremendous as you do. They stand out proudly, they have a span that is incredible. I still canıt believe that you would want to, or be able to hide your shape the way you did. Itıs almost criminal. And you seem to have a natural sexual freedom about yourself that really sets you apart from all the other women Iıve ever known.² Well, that part was true but she didnıt have to know that Iıd not really ³known² any other women. ³Clara, let me tell you the truth. If you stood next to Ms. Miller in English Lit with both of you dressed the way she usually dresses I doubt that most guys in the room would even notice her.² ³Really?² Her eyes were as big as saucers. ³Do you really think so, Rich? Wow!!² Ms Miller was one of the sexiest women on campus. A sultry, willowy bodied brunette with an impressive set of tits. She usually displayed a little cleavage and always flashed some thigh in class when she sat on the edge of her desk in front of the class. She was the reason I had fought for a front row seat and ended up sitting next to Clara. She was said to be dating the quarterback coach of the football team who was regarded as the campus stud in most circles. Guys said she was a hot number and a dedicated crotch watcher. I think they were just blowing smoke. ³Ms. Miller is so hot. I couldnıt compete with her!² ³Yeah, Ms. Miller is hot. She dresses to tease more often than not, she seems to know what attracts men and is not afraid to dress to attract attention. And she is pretty. But seriously, try to imagine how you would look in a form fitting skirt, good fitting bra and a tight sweater with a scoop neck under a fitted blazer instead of an oversized menıs sport coat, bib overalls and flannel shirt. Youıd cause accidents. Men would walk into light poles as you passed. Girls would be trying to claw your eyes out! Donıt misunderstand. You may not be ³pretty² but you could attract as much attention as you wanted to if you dressed to show off your assets.² Jeez. I was tired. But thinking of Clara dressed as Iıd described was a stimulating thought. Could we knock off the chatter so I could get some sleep? I guessed not as Clara continued. ³So you think if I spent a little more time with my hair and makeup and dressed a little differently I could really attract some attention, Rich? Rich?² ³Um yeah, sure.² I mumbled wearily. ³Clara, Iım bushed. Can we continue this in the morning?² ³Oh Richie, Rich, I mean. Hang in here with me. This is so exciting to me. I think there are new horizons opening up before me. Iım going to start a new life tomorrow. And I have you to thank in so many ways.² She leaned over me, crushing her leviathan breasts into my chest and planted a scorching kiss on my lips. As her tongue worked its magic in my mouth I wished I had more energy but I was about fucked out. Nevertheless, I did manage to respond to her kisses and returned them with interest. Clara slowly broke the kiss and settled herself on top of my chest. With her arms crossed over my upper chest her boobs completely covered my lower chest and upper stomach. I slowly stroked her back which caused her to wriggle in pleasure. This, of course, caused all kinds of interesting movements on my chest and upper stomach but I was almost too far gone to notice. I did feel her nipples trying to dig into my chest however. ³So first thing tomorrow Iıve got to find a good foundation specialist.² She declared. ³Huh? What? A what specialist? What are you talking about?² I asked sleepily. ³Oh honey. Honestly. You said! A good fitting bra.² In response to my still baffled look she went on. ³Women's underwear are called foundation garments. Who knows why?² She sat up next to me and proudly jutted out her chest. ³A girl built like me canıt find much off the rack in the way of dresses. I proved that to myself yesterday!² A frown flitted over her face and was gone to be replaced by a smile I can only describe as proud. ³I sure canıt expect to find a bra in my size in J. C. Pennyıs!² She seemed to gather some satisfaction from this pronouncement. ³Why?² I wondered aloud. ³What size do you wear?² It was a thought that had flitted through my mind before but Iıd not thought to ask it. ³Well, lets see.² She looked thoughtfully down at the huge swells of flesh that hung from her so solidly, jutting out over my chest. ³I had to measure myself before I went shopping yesterday. My chest right here below my boobs is 37 inches. Add five to that. That means I would wear a size 42 bra. But the real measurement of breast size is the cup. Thatıs the difference between the size, 42 in my case, and the fullest part of the breast which was, um, uh, well,² she was almost blushing! ³This is kind of embarrassing, Rich.² Maybe so, but my ears had perked up, so to speak. ³No, go ahead. You have my full and undivided attention!² ³Oh,² she chuckled, ³you guys are all alike with your pinups! You just want to know how big a girls boobies are.² ³You wound me.² I shot back. ³There are no pinups in here. You said yourself that I had no idea how built you were when I asked you to this party! And you were right.² Which was Godıs truth. No one could have been more surprised than I was when Claraıs tits first surged into view from under her wrappings. ³Well, I suppose so. And,² Clara continued happily, ³if Iım going to attract attention I suppose Iıll get used to people wondering and, in some cases, asking.² She paused. ³Well?² I prodded. ³How big is the fullest part of your breast measurement?² ³Zizdy tinches² Clara mumbled as she turned her head away in embarrassment. ³What? You tease! Go on then, donıt tell me. Iım going to sleep.² I said as I rolled onto my side away from Clara. ³Richie, I said I was embarrassed. But I do want you to know so roll back over or Iıll tickle you till you puke.² The fingernails in my ribs werenıt moving but the threat was there so I rolled back over. ³Well?² ³Sixty Two inches. Around the fullest part, that is.² ³Yuh, I would say so. Sixty two inches? SIXTY TWO Inches?² You could hear the capital letters in my voice. ³Your breasts are, um, sixty two take away thirty seven. Um, TWENTY FIVE inches bigger around than your chest? ³Twenty five inches. But only twenty inches larger than my chest band measurement² Clara was watching me closely. I think she wanted me to ask. I had to ask. ³So what cup size does that mean you would wear?² ³Each foundation manufacturer has their own system. Each cup size is an inch in most systems. So that means that , um, well, if I can find one or have one made, I wear a 42T bra.² Christ. Iıd dreamt of dating a girl with a D cup. Clara was a girl that was developed so far beyond that she was in a different world entirely. Wow! ³Thirty seven inches. Sixty two inches,² I was mumbling to myself in exhaustion. ³Twenty five inches. A T Cup for Godıs sake.² I was having a hard time putting all the numbers together. Some how, knowing the facts, the stats, made Claraıs improbable bust even larger! ³Yes the fullest part of my breasts is sixty two inches and two feet, one inch bigger than my chest. And in case you want to write it down my hips are 40 inches and my waist is 28. And Iım five foot five and one half inches tall and weigh just over 140 pounds. Iım a VERY healthy young lady!² She said this last with a real note of pride in her voice. Verse Eight. ³Yes indeed you are!² I agreed. ³And, Rich?² Clara murmured as she nuzzled my neck. ³Yes, Clara?² I responded as I started to drift once more. ³Iım a very HORNEY young lady. Can we do it one more time? Tomorrow starts a whole new life for me and I want to start it out with another bang.² She snickered to herself at her pun. And licked my ear. That made me shiver. ³Clara, weıve already done it four times.² Or was it more? Iıd lost count. ³Youıve worn me right down to the nub! I donıt think I can go again tonight.² ³Oh, give yourself some credit. Youıve got tremendous stamina. I always know about these things. I can tell you have untapped reserves. And Iıll help you. Besides,² she said as her right hand spider walked its way down to my groin, ³I donıt think this is exactly a nub.² Sure enough, despite the lethargy that was sweeping my body my dick had started to raise its head, and shaft, in response to Claraıs conversation and clever handiwork. ³See? It wants to come out and play with Clara.² Seeing my eyes open a bit Clara leaned over and shimmied her boobs in my face. ³Here. Suck on Claraıs big, big tittie. Yeah, like that. Oh, good. That feels so good. My breasts want lots of attention and youıre the guy to do it arenıt you. Oh, yes suck them hard. You know I love that.² ³Here, wait a moment. Let me show you something. You like to watch me suck my own big nipples? There, see? Have you ever seen bigger nipples that these? And they so love to be sucked. You showed me all this tonight and Iıll never forget you for it. ³My life is going to be so different now. No more hiding all this every day. Iım going to flaunt and tease and take any man I want. Iıll jiggle these huge tits in their face like this, oh you like that? It feels so good to jiggle and shake them. Iıve seen the way men watch the girls that go without a bra. ³Can you imagine the reaction when I wear a skin tight T shirt and let all this bounce and shake all over my chest? Watch how they dance when I shake my shoulders. I like shaking my tits for you. It feels so sensual. I can see you get excited. You like to hear me talk about how big my boobs are and how much I like to have them squeezed and sucked and licked? Oh you DO like that! I felt your dick twitch. That's good, you can suck this one for a while. ³If guys ask, Iıll let them feel me up in the park, in the supermarket, at the beach - I can buy a bikini! With T cups! Iıll have guys crawling over burning sands to meet me and I owe it all to you Rich. Every time I let a guy catch a glimpse of cleavage Iıll think of you. Every time some lucky guy gets to run his big dick between my huge breasts Iıll tell them about you. When I press these mammoth tits into the back of some unsuspecting subway rider Iıll thank you. And if he turns around I just may let him pinch and play with my big sensitive nipples. Just like this. Watch. See how I twist them and pull on them? Oh, God, yes. And look, your big dick is standing at attention already. You really like to watch me tease you with these giant titties of mine donıt you? And you like to hear me talk about them too, I can tell by how big your dick is! ³Golly, itıs so big I can barely get my hand around it.² Claraıs voice seemed to fade in and out. Her hand was clutching and stroking my thick shaft, pounding up and down as her voice grew more and more excited talking about her breasts and how she was going to change her life. Her nipple in my mouth seemed to pulse and grow harder and larger as her excitement grew. ³Rich, I love how big your dick is. I can just barely get the head into my mouth. Mumph, oh I want to feel you fuck my titties and slam into my cunt and everything. Mrumph. slurp, slluupp. MMMM. Yeah, baby. Yeah, oh YES, come for Clara.² And I was! Once again my balls were being emptied. Not nearly as much as before but Clara went after every drop with real dedication. I could feel her immense breasts spread and rub all over my stomach, groin and legs as she crawled all over me in her eagerness to collect all of my seed. ³Thatıs enough, Clara² I whimpered. ³Iım all worn out. Please let me rest.² ³Oh Rich, donıt be a spoilsport. Youıve had your fun, now its my turn.² The next thing I knew one of Claraıs grape sized nipples was tickling my lips and out of reflex as much as anything I latched on like a hungry baby. ³There honey, I knew you werenıt done. You suck on Claraıs tremendous, big tits and youıll be ready to go in no time. There, thatıs right. You like how my huge titties feel as I rub them all over you? Look, Rich,² she went on, ³my boobies are so big and sensitive, I love how it feels when you squeeze them like that. See how my nipples just get larger and longer? Oh yeah honey, squeeze me, touch me, suck me up!² Claraıs hand was still stroking my dick which was twitching, unsure whether to respond to her urging or to curl up and die. As I nursed at one breast Clara mashed the other against the side of my face. -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderator: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Archive: Hosted by Alt.Sex.Stories Text Repository | |, an entity supported entirely by donations. | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+