BIGMAN07: OK nice! I can see your boobs getting rugburn already!
BIGMAN07: Now I want you to pick up a pair of his used underwear with your hands, and shove as much of them into your mouth as you can! Then start searching his room for some condoms. Every guy has some "just in case"
Tanya grabbed the first pair of boxers she saw, and began to cram them into her mouth. They tasted like cotton, but it was disgusting. She began to move around the room, searching for the kids stash of condoms, trying not to cry.
She crawled under the bed, thinking they might be with his stash of pot... but no luck.
Then she started opening drawers with her breasts. She would have preferred to use her mouth but it was occupied, kept half open with boxers spilling out of it. If only she could use her hands!
Already her jaw was beginning to hurt.
Finally she found the condoms, under the xbox 360 next to his TV. They were "extra large", probably wishful thinking on the kids part- and flavored. It took her multiple attempts to grab them with her breasts and bring them over next to the computer. It was so frustrating!
Finally, she managed to balance them on top of her breasts and made it back.
BIGMAN07: Nicely done! The kid is lucky! Now I see a bunch of markers and pens and things over on his desk. I want you to take one of each size you can find and lay them out on the bed.
Go ahead and open the condom with your hands and add it to the tip of the pen. Close your eyes and press yours breasts up against his window and shove the pen up your ass as far as the condom will let you go! DO 3 thrusts for each item. Once you've done this for each item come back over here.
The glass window was cold against her breasts. She felt humiliated as she bent over, and placed the the condom up to her bum.
Cherry flavored it had said on the wrapper, it felt plastic and rubbery. With her eyes closed she was uncertain what was going on outside the window.
It was unlikely that anyone would see from that angle, but if they did they would see her breasts up against the cold glass, as they were thrust up again and again. From the outside it might look like someone else was doing this to her, but she felt her own hand as it caused the pain and discomfort of something in a hole where nothing should go.
Oddly enough, the first item was relatively easy, most of her thoughts were focused on the task at hand.
It was the second item, a yellow highlighter that she really noticed the full sensation of what she was doing. Her bum stretched out to its limits, her breasts smashed uncomfortably, bent over in a strange boys room, in a strange house, too far from her cloths, boxer shorts in her mouth.
She wasn't sure what was next, but the strange thing was, she had realized that it didn't have to be technically "worse" for it to remain bad. |