5/28 She opened her eyes then and saw the two immense shapes
catapulting out just below her collarbones. They were gigantic .
at least as huge as Karen's breasts and maybe even more! And
they were flawlessly beautiful, creamy and round and sooooo
sensitive!!! The air on her skin turned her nipples into
throbbing extensions of pure fire, and the fire radiated back
into her ribcage and then down, down until it coalesced deep
inside of her vagina, becoming the fuel for a sexual furnace, a
furnace that would continue to burn hotter and hotter for
eternity. She felt as though her breasts had become massive
sensors attuned to the sexual pulsations of the universe, giant
solar collectors that could absorb the heat of the sun,
transforming and sending this energy from her nipples through
her breasts and down to her boiling pussy, telling her sexual
organs that it was time to release another wave of energy and
explode again.
She saw that every student in the class, the girls as well as
the boys, were all feeling the same way. They were gyrating in
their seats, the boys cupping their balls and the girls
fingering themselves. Ms. Owens had taken off her blouse and bra
and was pushing her big breasts up with her hands, licking her
own nipples as she stared spellbound at Jessica's gigantic
boobs. Inspired by the beatific expression on her teacher's
face, Jessica reached down and brought her fingers between her
own legs. She was wearing a short skirt, and it was easy to
touch the hot wetness there in her panties. God, she was so hot,
so incredibly wet, and so ready to come again. She sneaked one
finger past the edge of her panties, allowing the fingertip to
swirl lightly around her vibrating clitoris, and then she
brought two fingers inside, gliding them along the slippery
walls of her vagina. So wet. So hot. So...
She came again, even more powerfully than before. The climax
overwhelmed her senses and then continued to build somehow. She
heard male and female screams and moans and she realized that
her orgasm was one small part of some kind of massive group
orgasm, the raw sexual power of every single person in the room
giving additional power to her body's sensations, helping her to
go higher, ever higher. She began to scream from the
ever-building joy of this earth-shattering release. Somehow
through the almost blinding fever of this continuing orgasm, she
saw that Ms. Owens . was it still Ms. Owens, or had she morphed
into the woman in the house? . anyway, whoever it was had the
bra from the box in her hands and was holding it out to her.
Jessica knew that she could fill that bra now. What had only
minutes ago seemed unattainable might not even be big enough to
contain her. She was so huge, so sensitive, her breasts filled
with so much sexual energy, so much power. Keep growing, she
urged them. Fill that bra. More than fill that bra! Leave that
bra in the dust! Make that bra wish that it was huge and lucky
enough to even try to hold these massive mammaries, these
mighty, miraculous mountains. |