ENCOUNTER, Part 5

As promised, here is part 5 of Encounter.  

I'm going to take a little break, I think, for a few weeks to try to finish up "Devine Inpiration" at the request of it's original commissioner.  I may post a few older posts here on this blog from my old blog in the meantime.  Let me know if there's anything specific you would all like to see reposted here.

In the meantime, look for Part 6 of Encounter, possibly toward the end of this month.

* * *       UPDATE 1/4       * * *

Wow! Monday's posting of "Encounter" has shown the biggest spike of hits since this new blog began.  I guess there's some interest in it!  Please be so kind as to leave a comment after reading it, just so that I know what you all are thinking.  Even if you only write a word or two, it's nice to get some kind of response, otherwise I'm spitting into the wind, as it were.  I will, take heart, though, that there's been quite a lot of interest, so that's gotta be a good thing, right?  

Just wanted to let you all know that I've been  thinking of posting the first chapter of "Devine Inspiration" in a week or two, here, so, at least, there should be some new material before I get back to "Encounter".  Hope the New Year is treating you well.

~ C

Please be aware that this is an extreme first draft and will probably contain type-Os. .

ENCOUNTER
Part 5

by

Shadowmuse Blown

She pressed her double leviathans into his chest, sending a direct message to his already aroused cock. It felt so good. It had been such a long time since he had felt that sensation: his cock pumped so full that it was rock hard. 

"I can't kiss you now!" he mused. 

She smiled and pivoted, swinging her mighty monsters out of the way so that her side was now against his abdomen.

She looked up at him. 

"Now you can," she said, lustily. 

His heart pounded so fiercely in his chest that he was sure that she could feel it. Looking down at her gorgeous face, he was dumbstruck by the view of her slender shoulders and ribcage with those mammoth balloons projecting before her like twin cargo tankers jutting outward.  He wanted to run his hand across the fronts of those monstrous projections, but would have to wait until they were in a more private setting. 

He bent down to meet her oh-so-very plush lips and felt his cock surge when her superblown appendages seemed to envelope his own lips: so soft and pillowy. Her velvety slick tongue just heightened his excitement as they kissed long and slowly. Since he couldn't put his right hand on her gargantuan set, he brought it to her face, to feel the swollen contour of her cheek. 

Her skin was so soft. 

She was so beautiful. 

And so young. 

And so ridiculously buxom!

How could her tits have gotten so big in one day?

He swooned at the erotic feel of her hungry lips and tongue, and then gasped as she snaked a hand down to clandestinely caress the bulge in his pants. 

Her eyes popped open upon feeling his iron rod. 

"Oh baby," she whispered. "Is that how big you get when the gates are opened?"

"It's been a while," he replied with a smile. 

He used to get a full eight inches years ago. If he was up to that size now, and really hard, it must seem pretty big next to the semi-hard size he was last night. 

She kissed him again, but this time really plunged her tongue deep into his mouth--her hand remaining on his cannon. 

After a moment, she withdrew and smiled deviously. 

"Fuck," she said, quietly, "I could feel you surge when I did that.  That's pretty awesome. I think I'm on a mission to see how hard I can get you, tonight."

"Pretty damn hard, judging from the way you look,"'he said. "You were a fantasy yesterday. Now, you're so much more: an obscene fantasy pushed to extremes. You're incredible."

She smiled. 

"I don't know how," she said, "'cause they already feel too tight to pump in any more saline, but my doctor says she can blow them up far bigger."

Gary looked doubtful. 

"This week?" he asked, incredulously. 

"Supposedly," she replied. "Did you ask for a table?" she asked. 

"No," he answered. "Sorry, all I was thinking about was seeing you."

She grinned. 

"Looks like there are tables open, though," he noted. "Shall we?"

Gary followed her towards the entrance to the restaurant, watching her wonderfully round buttocks as they bopped back and forth before him. From her backside he could see the sides of newly blown bombs stick out from either side of her ribcage. 

Simply huge. 

The hostess was very polite, but Gary had seen her eyes flash wide in surprise--if ever so briefly--at the size of Noelle's giant breasts before she had quickly regained her composure. 

They were shown to a table where Gary faced Noelle and was treated to an awe-inspiring view of her massive twin cannons with cleavage exposed so widely that he felt he could jump right in. 

After they had ordered drinks--Gary making sure to steer clear of alcohol--he returned to the notion of Noelle getting bigger. 

"So, your doctor gave you no clue as to what she had in mind, as far as getting bigger goes?" Gary asked.  "You're sure she meant this week?"

"She did, actually," Noelle confessed. "Today, she pumped them as large as my skin would allow, currently. Tomorrow, I go back for some kind of therapy."

"Therapy?" Gary echoed. 

"Yeah," Noelle continued, "she injected my breasts with a new compound she got from a bio-genetic research lab run by her sister, when I came here the previous summer.  It will allow my breast skin to stretch tremendously after she applies the therapy tomorrow. She did a tiny biopsy on my boobs and said that they have the necessary structure to stretch a lot more, but that the cells have to be conditioned, first."

Gary shook his head. 

"You volunteered your breasts for some kind of experimental genetic research?" he asked, shocked. "Why would you do that?  What if something goes wrong?"

"She showed me trials where a dozen women successfully underwent the treatment. But, she said her sister needed hundreds of cases to approve it for the market. She had checked the research and vouched that it was safe, so I went with it."

"I would rather not be one of the first hundred Guinea-pigs, myself," he replied.

Noelle shrugged. 

"But, I have to stay overnight tomorrow," she said. "So after tonight I won't see you till the evening of the 23rd."

"Oh..." he said, disappointed. 

"Then, I'll have additional therapies on Christmas. Eve," she told him. 

"Christmas Eve?" he repeated. "I fly home on Christmas Eve."

She nodded. 
"
Anyone waiting for you for Christmas?" she asked. She already knew that he wasn't seeing anyone, romantically.  "Family?"

"Was going to meet my daughters for Christmas dinner at one of their houses," he replied. 

"You wanna skip it and spend another day here with me?" she asked. "I could book a suite for us and we could have our own special Christmas together here."

"No one at home for you?" he asked, incredulously. 

She shook her gorgeous head. 

"I didn't make any plans because I knew I'd be here for Christmas," she told him  "I told you:'this is my Christmas present to me."

He stared at her, a small smile growing on his face. 

"I should get back here around midnight," she reported.  "Just in time for Christmas."

"You want to spend Christmas with me?" he asked. 

"Would that be okay?" she asked, and threw back her shoulders as she raised her twin humpbacks. "Would you like that?"

"Pinch me," he said, and she laughed. 

"It's agreed, then?" she asked. 

"How could I refuse?" he replied, noting that her nipples were now visibly tenting the fabric beneath sweater and bra. Their little encounter must have excited her, as well as he. "I would love to spend Christmas with you."

Noelle grinned. 

"Good," she said. "Now, I have a request of you for tonight."

"You name it," he said. 

"I have a big paying fan base on the internet," she explained. "I'd like to document each stage as Dr. Concupy blows me up. Can you take some pictures of me tonight that I could post to my site, later?"

"Sure," Gary replied. "I'm a bit of an amateur photographer, so that's right up my alley."

He laughed. 

"I thought you were going to ask me to video having sex with you or something," he said. 

"No," she smiled. "I don't do sex stuff. Just nudes."

They talked as dinner was served. Noelle sitting across from him with those big round balloon-tits, half exposed by the overly generous neckline of the blue sweater dress.  Behind her, the huge lobby Christmas tree rose--decorated with gold and red--up to the vaulted ceiling.  Gary found it rather difficult to always follow the conversation or even remember to eat as Noelle's swollen pair tried to captivate his attention. 

They were so big, and so round!  He couldn't believe just how much she had gotten those implants pumped!  They were similar in size to a soccer ball, for goodness sake.  The blue dress' neckline was so wide and deep that the edges came right down over the very center of the tops of her spheres, then, the sides came together, dipping low as it crossed the fronts of her planets, to meet in a sweetheart's dip halfway down the front of her cleavage where it was the duty of one poor, over-stressed button to keep he left and right sides of the dress together. 

It was definitely overtaxed.  While it was merely the top button of a long row of black buttons which ran down the front of the dress, the top one was set where the greatest stress was felt across the mid-section of Noelle's colossal bosoms. 

Gary could see a gap between that first button and the next due to the pull her monster globes exerted over the fabric. The button, itself, was canted slightly due to the extreme force exerted on it by Noelle's massive chest. 

Throughout dinner, he would watch, transfixed, as Noelle breathed, watching those gargantuan tanks rise and fall. Occasionally, she would shift position or take deep breaths or purposely swivel her chest back and forth for his perusal. 
Once, she had slipped off her high-heel and had run her stocking foot up between his legs to tease his aching cock, straining beneath his pants. 

She had grinned upon feeling his iron rod straining beneath his pants. 

"Damn," she had cooed, "you been like this the whole time?"

"Uh-huh," Gary had gasped. 

Her grin had grown. 

"That's hot, baby," she had said, and had puffed out her chest while throwing back her shoulders.

Gary had watched the resulting strain on the top button and was sure it was going to pop off at any moment. 

"Oooooo..." she had cooed, "is it gonna blow?"

She knew all the buttons to push. 

It had also been fun for Gary to watch her negotiate her place setting with her newly blown pair. When she had realized that her superblown chest cantilevered over half her plate, she had tried to sit sideways, then had decided to relocate her dinner plate to the right so that she could fully face Gary again. The side dishes she had then left in front of her big brontosaurs, as the plates were small enough and she could still reach them around her protruding tanks. But the extended reach had turned out to be a bit much and when a kernel of corn fell off her fork to bounce into her vast valley, she had laughed.  After that she had moved her side plates off to the left where she had then taken to swapping her fork between hands depending upon which side she was eating from. 

Dinner and dessert had turned out to be one long foreplay, which was fine with Gary.  When it was time to go, his eyes devoured her form as she got up from the table. He was sure that she over-emphasized the way she leaned forward while standing up--those monstrosities seemingly on the edge of bursting from the dress.  Then, assisted by the arms of the chair, she majestically rose, thrusting her chest forward and her arms back, as she did so. 

"Thanks for dinner," she said, smiling. "Why don't you come up to my room, this time?"

Gary's raging boner tented his pants in the extreme, something that aroused Noelle, intensely. 

She had enjoyed teasing Gary throughout dinner: a look here, a shift in her shoulders, there. She knew her newly swollen udders were more than enough, by themselves, to drive him crazy, but it was fun to constantly stoke the fire: making sure her arm hit her giant breast as she reached for a drink, or taking an extra deep breath at just the right time. 

She had scanned the room, as well, noticing disapproving looks from some, and out and out stares by others.  But, it was the men who tried to look at her when they thought her attention was elsewhere, who were the most fun to watch.  As she enjoyed Gary's reactions, so too, did she check out the three men who kept looking at her, discretely. One was in his twenties with his significant other, another was in his forties, with a female coworker, from the looks of it, and the last dined alone. It was as if she had an audience all during dinner and she relished every moment of it. It was especially fun to watch the two who dined with women, for they had to try to sneak looks, not only when they thought Noelle's attention was elsewhere, but when their fellow diner was watching, either. 

It was great fun.  

Noelle took Gary's arm and walked side-by-side across the big lobby and past the huge Christmas tree--with it's oversized red and gold ornaments, and white twinkling lights--and the front desk. She chit-chatted with him on one level, but on another level she watched his eyes and gestures, making sure to allow her newly blown globe to press against him as they made their way to the elevator. 

As the doors to the elevator snapped shut, the two--who had been side by side--turned to each other and kissed passionately, each groping the other. 

Gary's gasp was muffled by Noelle's thick tongue as she fondled and stroked his hard cock through his pants. Gary's hand was, likewise, running across her gigantic globes, caressing her swollen balloons in ecstasy.  They were sobering in their volume. At eight and a half inches across, each, they dwarfed his splayed hand as he fondled them. As his palm ran over their fronts, he could discern her nipples poking through the soft, tight sweater dress. Each time he passed his hand across the front expanse, her nipples swelled in excitement, and so, too, the outlines of her areolae could be discerned as they began to inflate from excitement. 

These round tanks were nothing like the big floppy, soft breasts she had  just last night. He had been amazed at just how much soft, pliant bosom she had for him to play with last night. Now, all of that soft dough had been replaced by these teeming, round, and uncompliant spheres.  Her skin was still soft, but what lay beneath was so full that he could only indent the surface a few millimeters. 

This was erotic in a completely different way than the soft and compliant mass she had, yesterday. To Gary, it was exciting because of the determination to be big. She had had as much saline as was physically possible pumped into her breasts until they were a teeming mass of power, the saline pushing outward on all sides of the implant making it nearly perfectly round. The idea of forcing as much saline into her tits as possible just to make them as big as they could get was a highly erotic notion that drove Gary crazy with lust. 

And somehow, her doctor had plans to make her even bigger. 

How was that possible?

The couple felt the lift come to a halt and they broke their embrace before the doors opened to an empty landing.

They both grinned at each other before Noelle led the way to her room, with Gary's eyes glued to her swaying hips and big bubble butt. 

The room was identical to Gary's, except that it was a mirror image to his. 

Noelle turned sideways to him so that they could semi-embrace and kiss once more. After a few minutes, she pulled back, her nipples extended a half inch with excitement. 

"Before we get carried away," she said, visibly trying to calm herself down. "We should take some pix for my site. I'd like to take a lot, though. I hope you don't mind. I'd like enough material for a month or so of updates. That means changing into several outfits. 

"Is that okay?" she asked, her voice sounding worried as though he might get upset. 

"No problem," he said, smiling. When she grinned at him and walked over to a grey suitcase, he added: "'Though I can't guarantee I won't explode at some point just by looking at you."

"That would be awesome," she said, as she opened the case and took out a digital camera. After briefly instructing Gary how to use it, she got ready to pose and then told him to wait. 

"What's wrong?" he asked. 

"You need to be naked from the waist down," she replied. 

He grinned and removed his shoes, socks. pants, and, finally, his briefs. 

"Wow," she said, approaching his throbbing member. A pearl of precum formed at its scarlet tip. "You're so much bigger than yesterday!  And so much harder!"

He smiled. 

"This is the size I used to get before the freaking ED problems," he said. 

"Damn," she cooed, and brought down a single index finger to caress the underside of his big angry head with one pass while the right side of her swollen balloon-tit pressed against Gary's chest. 

"Uhhh..." Gary uttered. 

Intrigued by the surge in Gary's cockhead, she dipped the finger into his precum and then ran the tip back and forth along the sensitive underside of Gary's now raging cock. 

Gary groaned and shook with ecstasy as she continued to tease his big pounder with the one finger. His bulb swelled and flushed a deep scarlet. 

"Oh... Oh..." he grunted. 

She looked from his enraged ohallus up to his eyes and then back again. When she looked back at his face, a full minute had passed. 

"I just don't want to stop," she whispered. "Hold onto me, darling, to keep your balance. I'm not sure how long this will go on. Maybe another minute."

Gary placed his left hand against the small of her back and his right hand up to the front of her left saline bomb. The feeling of her monster teat in his hand only intensified the feeling coming from the underside of his teeming rocket. 

"Maybe an hour," she said, watching his face.

Gary grunted and moaned in response to her ministration along the underside of his bludgeon. 

He shook like a leaf as she kept up the relentless teasing. 

"Oh... Noelle..." he gasped. 

"Should I stop?" she asked, in a whisper. 

"No..." he replied. "So good..."

She nodded. 

"Intense, but crazy hot?"

He nodded. 

She took her right hand and pressed it against the back of his head to push it down to her awaiting lips where she filled his mouth with her tongue as she kept teasing and teasing. 

Gary was in an ultra-intense Nirvana, her finger and breast and lips and tongue sending him super erotic delights. 

After another couple of minutes, Noelle withdrew her tongue, but kept her face close to his as she continued the onslaught. 

"You okay?" she whispered, as Gary continued to shake like a leaf from her constant tease. 

"Yeah..." came his quick reply, for he wasn't capable of uttering much more than that.

"Should I stop?" she wanted to know 

"No... No..." he gasped. "So... good..."

She grinned, but was worried about exhausting him. She had taken to not only running the tip of her finger up and down his veined underside, but would let her finger stray to run along under the edge of his dome's ridge on one side of the cleft and then the other, watching his body buck as he groaned each time she strayed from off center. 

Precum oozed freely from his shaft giving her plenty of lubrication. 

"I could make you pop," she said, softly and seductively. "Just run another finger along the topside of your bulb and I might make you detonate in an instant....  Should I do that?" She inhaled deeply, pushing her huge orb into his splayed hand. 

"No..." Gary said, groaning deeply as she changed tactics, curling her finger, now, and letting it fully contact the underside. "Ooooooooohhhhhh..."

She grinned. 

"Not ready, huh?" she whispered. Then, after several more seconds: "Good."

Gary barely heard her. He groaned continuously now as her index finger came in contact with the complete underside of his veined cleft including the ridges of his dome. 

Gary's fingers tried to dig into her gigantic sphere of a breast, but it was too full and he was only able to dent it a few millimeters. 

She slowly guided him to the bed as she kept up the teasing and then had him sit down on the end of the mattress. 

She faced him, still stroking his cleft, her stiff nipple poking through the dress just above his eye level. 

"You gotta be pushing nine inches," she remarked, and got down on her knees before his splayed legs. Her twin super-pumped tanks rested on the mattress just in front of his raging cock. His legs were spread wide with her jumbo balloons filling the space between his thighs. 

Gary loved the feeling of her hyperblown globes pressing outward against his upper legs through the fabric of the sweater dress. 

Suddenly, she stopped her tease and placed both hands down around the base of his fat rocket as if afraid he might launch. 

Gary gasped deep lungful of air as he was given a moment to relax.

With her eyes on his she pursed her lips and slowly lowered her mouth to the very tip of his enraged organ. 

Gary moaned and then gave a sharp intake of breath as her swollen pursed lips only took in a centimeter or two of his cock tip, her tongue swirling around the opening to his urethra. 

She advanced not at all, but kept up this different, intense tease for several minutes as Gary clutched her huge bloaters, and shook, involuntarily. 

She was so hot and overblown, and the look she gave him, while swirling her tongue around the tip of his dome, was enough to get him to pop on its own.  This was the first time he held her newly pumped bosoms in both hands and it was extremely erotic. Her could feel the solidness of her twin masses. As he squeezed them tightly together, they barely changed shape--they were that full. He felt the dress' material beneath his palms and fingers and felt her barely yielding skin beneath the fabric. How could she possibly be so HUGE?

Her tease was maddening.  She especially loved to run the tip of her tongue over the two beginnings of his dome's ridge which began just under the tip if his big phallus. Gary quivered and shook and moaned for a couple of long minutes before Noelle suddenly changed tactics a little and began to ever-so-slowly move her overblown lips down his bulb. 
Gary suddenly noticed the camera sitting on the bed beside him. With an effort, he removed his right hand from her prodigious Titan, picked up the camera and began shooting video as her lips descended around his bulb. 

Noelle had seen him pick up the camera and she tried to smile, briefly, before remembering how difficult that was with one's mouth shoved full of pulsing cock. 

As she worked her way down, her tongue never stopped licking and swirling around his hyper-excited cockhead. 

It was hard to believe that this was the same cock that she had barely gotten hard enough to cum, yesterday. It had swollen so much!  He was well over eight inches long, and so much thicker and harder!  And, as she continued to keep up the intense teasing, he just seemed to get ever harder and redder, if that were possible. His cock was like an iron spike in her mouth, his head so bloated that she knew he was close to losing it. 

It was intoxicating. 

Just before her scrumptious hyper-plump appendages were about to completely engulf his dome, she pulled back and looked into the camera.  She held his teeming rod up to her wide open mouth and let her tongue rapidly play along the underside. Then, she brought one hand up to encircle his sensitive collar. 

Gary groaned as her fingers slid up his collar and nestled against the underside of his ridge. 

The combination of exciting him along the underside and now the top would easily push him over the precipice.

Noelle slowly brought two fingers up and over his ridge to run up along the top of his dome while her tongue continued to dance along the underside. She watched Gary's face for a moment and was sure his eyes were going to pop out of his sockets.  Then, she returned her focus on the camera, making sure to leave visible room between his cocktip and her upper lip. She wanted his ejaculation to be easily seen as it shot into her mouth. 

As her fingers ran up along his dome, Gary felt his cock change as he felt it surge toward orgasm. He groaned deeply as she played him like a fine instrument. 

Her face was so gorgeous: those amazing brown eyes and big swollen lips, and even though he was focused on her face, he could still see her incredibly blown chest bulging between his legs. 

So fucking hot...

He felt himself slowly go over the edge and then he was iii there!

"UUNGH!!!" he cried out as his missile ignited and orgasm seem to explode in his cock, blasting a thick long stream of white cum up into Noelle's eager and voluptuous mouth. She ran her fingers up and down his bulb as he shot a shorter blast and then she took him fully into her mouth as he finished his orgasm within its deliciously soft and velvety interior. 

He watched with awe as her head continued to run down his shaft until his entire organ filled her mouth and throat. It looked so fucking hot to see her superblown lips up against his groin, her crazy big balloons bulging out to either side, beneath. 

Somehow he had continued to hold the camera on her as he came, although he wondered if she wouldn't have permanent marks on her right teat from how hard his fingers had tried to dig into her teeming breast. 

She pulled back enough so that his glans were back in her mouth and she played with it there to coax him through the rest of his orgasm, and post echoes. 

Gary shut of the camera when he was done. He was breathing hard. 

"What's the matter?" she teased, as she stood up before him, her super chest up against his face. "Did you like that or something?"

"Fuck..." he gasped. 

She laughed. 

"We will," she replied, pushing her buttons into his face, his eyes peering over the fabric into the huge valley betwixt those super-round hills of lust. "After you take some pix."

"I think I just did," he said, his voice muffled as she pressed her twin bloaters into his face.

"That was video," I want stills. 

"You gonna use that video on your site?" he asked. 

"I've never done any porn on my site before," she said, now moving her giant cannons from left to right, rubbing them into his face. "I wonder if I should take that jump.  Of course, you'd have to approve, first, as you're in the vid. What do you think? You want to be a porn star?"

She stepped back.

"As long as you don't show my face, it's fine," he said. "But are you serious?  You want to show yourself having sex with someone over 50?"

"Honey," she replied, "I don't care what age you are. You're fucking hot and that cock is amazing."

"With a little help from the doctor," he said.

"I don't care what enabled the real you to show through," she said. "I just know that you've got some fine equipment there once we've unlocked its potential.  You want to take some pix, now?"

Damn, she was so overblown!

Gary laughed, and picked up the camera. 

They took quite a lot pictures with her wearing that tight sweater dress. She was a great poser and Gary had a pretty good eye for erotic shots, and knew more than enough about how to frame a good picture. Noelle also had a couple of small lights in her case with collapsable tripod stands and a pair of reflective umbrellas in another case that they used to great effect. He had started out soft and limp, but by the time they felt they had taken enough pictures for that outfit, he was fairly hard again. 

"Change the camera to shoot video," she told him, at one point. "High speed setting."

When Gary was ready, Noelle breathed in deeply, straining the buttons at the front of the dress. She exhaled and then inhaled deeply again, this time thrusting out her chest and throwing her shoulders back. 

Gary watched as the strain on the top-most button looked unbearable as the fabric pulled and the buttons put up a gallant fight.

Then, the top button could withstand the pressure no longer and, in an instant, flew off the dress causing an explosive cascade resulting in the front of the dress blowing apart with buttons flying everywhere and Noelle's naked balloon-tits laying exposed before him, her stiff nipples poking into the room. 

Noelle laughed as Gary's cock grew rock solid again and flushed a deeper shade of scarlet. 

Noelle went thru three more changes of outfits with Gary taking video of her changing clothes between picture sets. 

She ended with a charcoal grey zippered dress with long sleeves and a V neck that ended right smack at the front of her massive breasts. The dark grey fabric was broken up at the waist with a foot-wide band of shiny black snakeskin leather. 

Slowly, she unzipped the front as Gary continued to take shots. It had taken a couple of hours to get all the shots that they had wanted to get and Gary was up to full mast through most of it. 

Noelle watched his now throbbing cock with satisfaction as he grew redder and harder as she pulled the zipper down further and further. Precum was, once again, beginning to bubble at the tip of his cockhead. 

Gary was quite aware that Noelle was getting just as excited as he was as that zipper descended, for her nipples had swollen to a full inch under the fabric and he was beginning to see the outline of her areolae as they began to puff up, as well. 

The zipper was down to her crotch when she began to unbutton his shirt and then he was naked as she pulled the two halves of the dress from her awesome orbs and stepped out of the dress to press her enormous kegs against his chest.  She pushed him back until he was up against the mattress behind him.

The message was clear: lie down. 

He lay back and continued to take pictures as she climbed onto the bed, kneeling above him: those monster balloons swaying above him as she positioned herself above his raging poker. 

"You don't want to use any protection?" he offered, although, he didn't have any. It only had occurred to him this moment. 

"You haven't had sex for years and the only partner you had before that was your wife, at the time?" she asked. 

When he nodded, she replied: "Then, I think we can assume you're safe. You may not believe it, but I'm very selective. My last partner was two years ago, and I was quite sure he was okay before we ever practiced unprotected sex, and I've always been very diligent before that. I'm taking a little gamble here that I believe you, but I think I'm right. So, it's up to you if you believe me."

She stopped her descent, her spread lips just millimeters from his pulsing dome. 

"Should I continue?" she asked.

"Go for it," he replied, without hesitation.

OH!

To feel her soft inner lips as they rested on the tip of his teeming organ, then as those lips slowly enveloped his bloated, scarlet dome and slid down his hyper-senstive collar.  It felt so erotically delicious to have her slowly impale herself like this.

Those gargantuan bosoms of hers stuck out from her ribcase like a pair of soccer balls glued to her torso: super big and round with her inch long nipples begging to be sucked on and her two-inch wide areolae puffed up over half an inch high.  

So obscene.

"Uh," she said, as her groin touch his and he was fully within her.

He ran his hands up her hips and waist until he held onto her superblown udders.

"You're so crazy big," he said.

"And I'm gonna get so much bigger, baby..." she cooed, and stared down at him, lustily as she began to rise and fall on his big spike.

Gary moaned as she slowly rode him, twisting and turning her torso to show off her bloated bombs from as many angles as possible.

"I don't think I'm going to last very long," she admitted, which only fueled his own excitement.

"Oh shit..." he gasped, and she knew he was about to blow, as well.

"Pump me, baby..." she cooed.  "Let it go and gush deep inside me..."

With that, she came down on him one last time, and as his bulb hit the opening to her womb, he exploded.

Grinding her love button into his groin, Noelle followed suit and felt her crotch ignite in a furious orgasm.  She leaned down to shove her big balloons into his face and they came together as Gary sucked in one of her big spigots, her vast mammary gland blocking his view of all else.

And yet, she would soon be so much bigger...