Images of the massive variety of tits you saw all at once in the swimming lesson have been swimming through your head ever since. You feel you could titfuck them all one by one, but you wouldn't know where to start... Earlier, you had tried to pinpoint the biggest pair, but the competition had been too stiff, what with thin girls and chubby girls, some with football size breasts and bigger but all in different proportions to their bodies.
But the round faced, smily, rosy cheeked and ever so slightly plump redhead who stands before you is the new clear winner. Their base sits just above her navel, although that is not to say they are saggy- weighty, yes, but only as a product of their size- the nipples still point purposefully outwards at eleven and one o'clock to the girl, and the main body of each jug is impressively, no, amazingly, spherical. You had heard boobs described as beachballs before but never known it to be so accurate. A glance round the back shows that her equally round rump seems to have grown out to balance them.
"I'll take the redhead", you shout, without really examining the other 2.
"An excellent choice", says Miss Silverton, "very popular with our titfreaks"
"May I enquire as to the size?" you ask, feeling like a gentleman buying a dinner suit.
"Oh, I grew out of that years ago", chips in the redhead, in an endearing, cheeky, country girl's voice. "At least, it seemed silly spending all that money on HH cup bras that I was only going to get too big for, when we all go round naked 'alf the time anyway! Good job too, I'm at least 6 inches bigger now"
Your cock is throbbing way out in front of you by now... but you are getting used to the idea that there is no point hiding an erection in this place. The girls stare at it longingly; it is easy to forget they have been starved of cock until now.
"Olivia's (for 'twas her name) bust is 56 inches at the last database entry", says Miss Silverton, sternly. Her underbust is 33, waist 34 and ass just coming up for 50".
Olivia wastes no more time and drags you, as if you needed dragging, in to her private room. On your way out, the brunette girl shouts out tearfully, ", wait!"
You turn in the doorway and realize it was , but you had been too transfixed by Olivia's boobs to notice. But the door slams behind you, and you are alone with Olivia.
"Of course, sometimes I borrow my friend's bras"
"You mean, there are more girls here with that size tits"
"A few. Some are bigger"
And with that thought, your mind is drowned in titflesh, and is a distant memory. Down to business... |