For some reason, I like writing about super-buxom girls in snow storms, not sure why. I should also explore all sorts of different terrain, including floods, jungle, and scuba-diving, but for now, it's snow storms. There's just something romantic about a nasty snow storm, to me. Not sure what that is, though.
Please be aware that this is a first draft and will probably contain type-Os. .
ENCOUNTER
Part 7
Part 7
by
Shadowmuse Blown
Shadowmuse Blown
Gary's phone alarm woke him.
It was 6am on the 23rd and he had half a day of classes. He also felt like a ton of bricks were holding him on the mattress.
He laughed.
He was tired!
Noelle had worked him pretty hard last night, much to his delight. She had teased him and teased him, coaxing orgasm after orgasm from him with only a half hour, or so, of talking between tease sessions.
How many times had he cum? Maybe six?
It was crazy. Finally, near midnight, she told him to go to bed, and that she would see him just after nightfall.
"Dr. Concupy is good enough to lend us a car and driver tomorrow night. You wanna go out for dinner?" she had asked.
"Sure," he had replied. "I'll find out about a good restaurant tomorrow afternoon and text you."
As he dragged himself upright, his phone buzzed, indicating a text message. It was from Noelle, of course:
"Good morning, sunshine!
Can't wait to see you tonight!
Just remember that while you're learning stuff in class,'I'll be swelling bigger and Bigger and BIGGER!
I'm gonna be CRAZY big for you, baby!"
He was so awake.
And very hard.
He pulled the covers back to reveal his huge weapon. It was nearly ten inches long.
Fuck, he thought.
His phone buzzed again:
"Don't forget to take your pills!"
He laughed, opened the vial that he had sitting on his bedside table, and took the six gold gelcaps with the glass of water he kept there, and then took the viagra. Hopping off the bed, he followed his rock-hard pole to the bathroom.
Damn, he thought. He had never been so big and it seemed to get ultra-hard at the slightest sexual thought.
It was inconvenient, but it felt great. He had missed that sensation for years now, and he knew he would rather deal with the inconvenience than go back to a limp noodle twenty-four/seven.
He showered, got dressed, packed and went down to the lobby to drop off his bag and get the room cards for the new suite. The morning crowd waiting for the shuttle to Saga was light. Most classes had finished yesterday.
"Bad storm coming tonight," Gary overheard the desk clerk tell someone.
Sure enough, the television by the bar was tuned to The Weather Channel and there were maps with a lot of white moving toward Wisconsin. He managed to hear that the storm wouldn't begin until around six o'clock before he headed out to the frigid air and warm idling bus.
He knew the class would only run till 11:30, after which he planned on grabbing a bite in the cafeteria and then heading back to the hotel rooms to move his stuff into the new suite she had gotten them for Christmas.
Class was uneventful, with none of the hot pictures like Noelle had sent him the day before.
"Sorry," she had written. "No big teases this morning. Doc has already hooked me up to the Pumper for the Big Fill. I'll be be getting pumped and pumped and pumped all morning and afternoon. Mei wants to take it slow to make sure everything runs smoothly."
"Do you know how big you'll get today?" he had asked.
"No idea," she had written back.
Then: "Big."
He could not stop thinking about her.
He was rock solid through most of class until break time, when he went to a bathroom stall to jerk off for relief.
Damn... he thought, standing before the toilet with his pants and briefs around his ankles and his enormous spike sticking out over ten inches long. It just keeps getting bigger and seemingly harder!
He also noticed that his testicles had swollen considerably, as well, perhaps twice the size of what they were before he began taking the pills.
He was going to bring up pictures of Noelle on his phone, but realized that he was so excited that he could stroke himself while just thinking about her.
He shuddered as his hand ran over his ultra-hard bulb. In just a few strokes he was going over the edge and in the next moment he came, stifling a gasp as his cannon fired long, thick blast after long, thick blast into the porcelain bowl. He ejaculated so forcefully, that his seamen sounded the same as urine as it hit the water in the bowl in seven long, hard blasts.
Holy shit! Gary thought, shocked at the extreme virility of his orgasm. It took an extreme effort not to groan from the overwhelming force and erogenous sensations of his explosion. It just keeps getting more and more intense!
When he had finished, he felt satiated, for the time being, and was able to go back to class, his phallus having calmed down.
He was amazed that he was able to keep his focus on class work until the next break, but with a Pavlovian response, as soon as the instructor announced the last break at 10:30, his cock flared fast, thoughts of Noelle flooding his mind.
He had no choice but to go whack-off to calm it down.
"How's it going?" he texted her after he came just as forcefully as he had during the first break that day.
"Great!" came Noelle's quick reply. "Sorry I didn't send you any pix!"
"It's okay," he answered. "I seem to cum pretty hard, after just a few strokes, just thinking about you."
"Really?" she asked. "That's hot! Can you take video at lunch?"
He laughed out loud as he read her response.
"You want video of me cumming?" he wrote back.
"Yes!" came the reply.
At 11:30, the instructor wished them all happy holidays and reminded them that lunch would still be served today, but that the building was closing down at 1pm.
As usual, Gary's cock swelled to full length as soon as the instructor spoke of going on break. But, instead of immediately going to a bathroom and masturbating, Gary decided to go have lunch and see just how long the erection would last. He decided that he didn't care if someone saw him with his pants severely tented. He would probably never see anyone here again, and besides, it was really invigorating to simply get so hard.
His massive boner lasted all through lunch, mostly, he assumed, because he kept thinking about Noelle slowly expanding throughout the day.
How big would she get?
Another thousand CCs?
Two thousand?
He took another seven pills after lunch.
His cock ached as he got onboard the shuttle bus for the hotel. The occasional snowflake came down from the overcast sky and a stiff breeze would become a droning wind by mid-afternoon.
He picked up his luggage at the front desk and took the elevator up to the ninth floor—the top floor of the hotel—to find the door for the suite .
Inside, Noelle’s baggage had already been delivered, and waited, lined up in the the entryway that was identical to the his or Noell’es old rooms. The bathroom, too, was similar to how their rooms were set up except that the it was a little deeper and held two sinks in the vanity. Beyond the entryway was the main room with a black leather couch and chairs and a low coffee table with a large desk, beyond. To the right was a pair of curtained glass French doors that lead to the bedroom.
He set up the laptop and camera to talk to Noelle and got naked from the waist down.
He was rock hard as her face appeared on the screen.
"Hey baby," she smiled, and he could see that she quickly looked elsewhere while the small camera focused in in his cock. "Ooooo... Lookin' so big! You must be over ten inches!"
"At least," he replied.
"Maybe pushing ten and a half," she suggested.
"Any idea how big I'll get before this all stops?" he asked, a little trepidatiously.
"I think you're almost done," she said. "Did you remember to take your pills?"
"Just a moment ago," he replied.
"Good boy!" she said, looking back into the camera. "I've been getting filled all morning, baby," she said.
His cock swelled slightly at her words, bringing a grin on her face.
"Mei will continue to slowly pump me throughout afternoon."
Again, his cock jumped and flushed a shade of red.
She laughed.
"You like that idea, bay-bee?" she teased. "You like it that my big bloaters are gunna get bigger and bigger!"
"You're not going to tell me how big you are now, are you?" he asked.
"Nuh-uh," she replied with a cheeky grin. "Just that I'm a lot bigger, already baby, and gonna keep swelling for you."
"When do I get to see you?" he wanted to know.
"Tonight," she replied. "Mei's going to lend me her car and driver tonight. I'll stop by the hotel around 6."
"Okay," he said, "but there's a bad snow storm coming this evening."
"Mei's got a great four wheel drive vehicle," Noelle replied. "It can go through just about anything."
They spent the next couple of hours talking with Noelle making Gary spurt from time to time. Occasionally, she would look down at her swelling breasts and comment that she couldn't believe just how huge her chest was and that would usually lead to her teasing Gary until he came. It was about half past three while they were talking about old Abbott and Costello routines that Noelle made a face.
"Uhhh..." she moaned.
"What is it?" he asked, concerned.
"I think my tits are full for now," Noelle said with a grimace. "Mei?" she called, looking to the right of the camera. "Mei, can you turn off the pump? I think I'm full."
When there was no response, she called louder: "Mei! I think my tits are full!"
"She's not around?"'Gary asked, stupidly. "Do you know how to turn off the pump? Can you reach it?"
He watched Noelle look around, biting her lower lip in discomfort.
"Well," she replied. "Mei doesn't usually want me moving around while I'm getting filled, but I think maybe I should in order to turn off the machine."
"I think you're going to have to," Gary pointed out. "It's easy enough to turn off?"
"Yeah,"'Noelle said, and turned the camera lens away so that he would not see her humongous gourds as she stood up. Gary heard her groan as she raised her huge bosoms off the counter which she had had them resting upon.
"You okay?" he called.
"Fuck," Noelle said. "These puppies are heavy! Uhhh..." There was a pause before she continued.
"Okay," Noelle called back to the computer, "I'm making my way over to the pump apparatus. Taking it slow. My tits ache so bad! They're just getting worse with every step. It's a good thing this pump is filling at a very slow rate... Fuck... They're really heavy!"
There was a pause while Gary heard or saw nothing.
"Dammit!" he finally heard her curse. "I'm at the fucking machine, but it's not turning off! Uhh! They're so full! They hurt so much! Oh shit, they're so pumped that they're like rocks! How do you shut this fucker off? Holy shit! I feel like my chest is gonna blow!"
Gary was extremely concerned, but his cock was also painfully hard at her words. The idea that the machine just kept pumping her breasts was so hot, even if it was horrific.
Suddenly, he heard an electronic high-pitch beep.
"Oh, thank God!"'Noelle cried out. "It's off! Holy shit! I'm fucking huge!"
Gary's cock throbbed at her words. He desperately wanted to see her chest. How big was she? What did she look like overpumped like that?
"Oh Mei!" he heard Noelle say. "There you are! I was done getting filled and I couldn't turn this fucking machine off! It just kept pumping me and pumping me!"
"It's okay," he heard the doctor's British-sounding accent. "I overrode the power switch when I put it on automatic. Come sit on this stool so I can look at you."
"Can I sit at the counter where I've got the laptop set up?" Noelle asked her doctor.
"Oh!" came Dr. Concupy's reaction. "You've been talking to your boyfriend? By all means. When are you going to show him?"
"Tonight," Noelle replied. "I wish you hadn't left the machine on automatic like that. It really hurts to be so overpumped. Do you think it's okay?"
Dr. Concupy laughed as she helped Noelle sit back at the counter. Gary watched as his hyper-buxom girlfriend's face came back into view.
"I purposely set it to fill you to maximum safe capacity," she told Noelle.
"Everything should be fine. The power switch was overridden so that you wouldn't shut the pump off. I knew it would be uncomfortable."
"Uncomfortable!" Noelle shot back. "It fucking hurts! Look at them! They're red!"
Gary's cock surged and bubbled precum. The idea that Noelle's bloated tits were pumped so much that her skin was red, was highly exciting.
"Your boyfriend loves the idea," Concupy said.
Gary watched as Noelle suddenly moved her focus to her computer screen where she could see Gary's angry cock throbbing and leaking precum.
"Oh baby..." she cooed. "You like the idea that mama's big bosoms are ready to pop?"
"I wish I could see them," Gary said, his cock throbbing so much that it ached. The flow of precum began to increase to a thin stream.
"Look at you..." Noelle whispered as she watched his cock's heightened state of arousal. "So excited..."
She looked at Mei.
"What do you think, doc? You said that they were at maximum safe level. Can you pump 'em anymore?"
Mei laughed.
"A moment ago you were pissed at me continuing to pump them after they got too tight, and now you want to pump them more?" Concupy said.
"When it comes to driving a guy crazy, yeah," Noelle said.
"I would love to continue pumping, actually," Concupy replied. "You should be able to take on a good deal more volume, and I would like to observe what happens as the treated skin tries to cope with the greater load. You should be in no real danger. When I said 'maximum safe capacity, I was actually referring to pain levels. As I said, your skin should be able to take on many more hundreds or even thousands of ccs, but it could get quite painful. Do you still want to proceed?"
"Absolutely," Noelle replied, without batting an eye.
"May I video the procedure?" Concupy asked.
"Absolutely!" Noelle replied.
"I have to caution you," Concupy said, "that it may get very painful."
Noelle nodded.
"Let's see what I can take," she said with a wink, and adjusted Gary's camera view so that he could see the tops of her huge red balloons.
"What're you doing?" Gary asked, trepidatious about her becoming a guinea pig.
"The doctor said filling them more is going to hurt."
"I can take it," she proclaimed. "I'm a big girl. Besides, looking at how jacked your cock is, I can't wait to see what happens to it as I get overpumped, looking more and more like I'm gonna pop with every passing moment. That gets you really excited, doesn't it? Thinking about me getting pumped so big that I look like I'm gonna explode..."
"That doesn't mean I really want to watch you get hurt," he explained.
"Ungh!" Noelle groaned as Concupy suddenly activated the pump to blow her teeming mambos even larger.
Gary's throbbing member ached in spite of himself. Although it was difficult to gauge just how much bigger she already was, he could tell that the tops of her spheres had a wider curve and were further apart than the last time he had seen them. They also appeared to have been mildly sunburned, which, he assumed, was due to their having been over-pumped.
"Noelle," he said, "stop this. You're already crazy huge, you don't need to push the envelope."
"I'll make a deal with you," she replied, a grimace of pain suddenly overcoming her features once or twice. "When you cum spontaneously, I'll tell the doctor to stop. But no touching!"
"I may be extremely excited," he told her, "but I've never cum spontaneously in my life."
She laughed, and then suddenly stopped as the low drone of the saline pump grew higher in intensity. Noelle's eye popped open wide.
"Uhh..." she groaned. "Mei... What're you doing?"
"I've turned up the flow rate ten times higher," Mei reported as if she were discussing the weather. "I need to get data on how your skin deals with a higher influx of saline."
Oh shit... Gary thought, his spike swelling ultra-hard, now, as he watched the tops of Noelle's giant balloons slowly rise and flush a deeper shade of red. His cock oozed precum in a wider stream now.
Noelle groaned as her eyes bulged.
"Fuck..." she moaned. "They feel like their on fire..."
Gary watched as tiger stripes grew across Noelle's swelling bosoms.
"Ah..." Concupy noted. "The skin is beginning to lose it's elasticity."
Noelle groaned louder and louder as her bombs grew and the stretch marks turned bright red.
Gary was shaking. It was painful to watch, but so hot to know how much force was barely being contained.
Noelle bit her lip to keep from screaming, but forced herself not to beg Mei to turn off the machine.
Gary's cock actually geysered a stream of precum an inch into the air before arcing back down. His breaths came in short, hard gasps as his whole body shook. It was so fucking hot! He couldn't believe it, and he knew he was right on the precipice of cumming.
Noelle watched in fascination on the monitor.
"Baby!" The pain was so intense that it forced her to talk in near screams. "I think... I think my tits... are gonna blow!"
It was exactly what was needed to push Gary over the edge.
With a cry of surprise, Gary grabbed the base of his mighty ramrod and watched it erupt nearly straight up in a six foot high arc. The orgasm was so intense that it ripped out a guttural cry seemingly from deep within his soul.
Noelle watched her monitor in glee as two more intense ropes were blasted from his hose.
Mei Concupy turned off the pump as Noelle sat transfixed as she watched her new lover ejaculate again and again.
Once Gary's orgasm waned, over a minute and half later, Concupy asked Noelle how she felt.
Noelle looked up her doctor, surprised, as she realized that the pain was no longer so intense.
"My tits feel like they have the world's most intense case of sunburn," she said.
"But, they no longer feel like they're about to explode. Holy shit, did they hurt!"
"They should feel fine within a quarter hour and have no sign of redness or stretch marks within thirty minutes or so," Concupy explained.
"How is that possible?" Noelle wanted to know. “At the time you turned off the machine, the pain was searing. A couple of minutes later, and it was very bareable.”
"Your breast and skin cells are rapidly reproducing to repair the damage," Concupy replied. "Tomorrow we can finish pumping them as large as you want. But now, I'm afraid you're going to need to sleep for an hour. You're body will rapidly tire as your breast and skin cells go in hyperdrive. So, wrap up your conversation. You'll see him in a few hours."
After the lovers made their good-byes and signed off, Gary looked at his big cock and the mess he had made. He couldn't believe how big he was! Surely, Noelle was right and he was nearly ten and a half inches long! He was huge! His member was still erect, although not the iron bludgeon it had been when fully excited a few minutes ago. The rug around the desk was a sticky mess from his ejaculate. Rather than risk stepping in cold congealed cum later, he decided to grab a couple of towels and clean up what he could. He could not believe the sheer volume his pecker had produced. The intensity of the orgasm had been monumental, as well. The whole notion that her breasts had been near the point of popping had been a powerfully erotic one and had certainly fueled his orgasms to the max.
After cleaning up, with his cock soft—although it wasn't as small as he was used to for his whole life—he began to feel very tired. He had been up late, got up early and had had such exhausting orgasms that he wasn’t surprised how sleepy he felt. Half naked, he stretched out on the bed and fell fast asleep.
When he awoke, it was after five and was black outside.
He checked his phone. There was a text from Noelle from about a quarter hour earlier saying that she should arrive about six o'clock, and for him to watch for the car as it pulled up to the lobby. He texted her back saying that that would be fine and got up to get ready. As he stood up, he could see out the window that it was snowing fairly hard. Gusts of wind occasionally made it seem as though the snow were falling sideways.
I hope a restaurant will be open, he thought.
He hurriedly dressed in a suit and a long wool overcoat that had a nice warm lining. He had brought along a pair of leather boots that looked much like shoes when his pants cuffs were down and wore those now. He then rode an elevator down to the lobby.
As Gary stepped into the lobby he was struck by how empty it was. Only a couple of guests were in the restaurant. Outside, over half a foot of snow had already fallen. A lot of it was piling up under the awning in front of the door due to the high winds which blew the freezing white powder everywhere
"Headed out in this storm?" the clerk at the front desk asked him. "It's going to accumulate fast. Maybe several inches an hour."
Gary nodded.
"Do you think any restaurants will be foolish enough to stay open?" he asked.
"Depends on how close their staff lives to the place, I would guess," the clerk answered. "You going any place specific?"
"I was going to ask for some recommendations," Gary replied.
"You want me to call to see if they're open?" the clerk asked.
"That would be great," Gary said.
"I'm thinking Johnny's Steakhouse might be the best to begin with. They're super close. You could walk there."
"Thanks," Gary replied.
Within a few moments, the surprised clerk informed Gary that Johnny's was, indeed, still open, and Gary asked him to tell them to expect two customers shortly.
He had no sooner said these words when the craziest vehicle he had ever seen pulled up in front of the lobby. It looked like a black brand new stretch Cadillac Escalade, but instead of tires it had four triangular tracks for traction in the snow. The body sat a foot higher than normally in order to accommodate the unusual assembly. The rear doors were at the back of the stretched portion of the cabin. He was quite positive this was Noelle's transportation. He went outside as the vehicle stopped and was wondering how anyone got up into the cab, when a black chrome series of steps descended from beneath the rear door to land near his feet. The door powered open.
"Well," came Noelle's deep voice, "are you going to come in or just freeze in the snow?"
Kicking the snow from his boots, he placed his right foot on the rubberized step and grabbed a pull handle on the inside of the open door and ascended the steps. Ducking his head slightly, he entered the opulent vehicle.
The interior had black leather couch seating along the periphery of the cabin, which was divided from the driver by an opaque black panel.
Noelle sat on the back seat, resplendent in a full length fake leopard fur coat, the torso of which bulged outward ominously. Her voluminous blonde hair framed her face within a fur-covered oversized hood.
The steps retracted and the door powered closed.
"Are you warm?" she asked behind the massive double bubble that was her chest. "I'm warm."
She reached up to her neck and slowly pulled a zipper down over those monumental hills allowing her monstrous dirigibles to issue forth and bulge outward. Her chest had become so large and swollen that Noelle could barely reach the entire way down the front of her massive bulwarks. She stopped the zipper at her abdomen, letting the fur coat frame her newly emerged blimps of lust.
She wore a white, ribbed sweater-dress with a neckline that was wide at the shoulders and then tapered down in a V to mid-way down her gargantuan bombs. White lacing, in the form of two X's criss-crossed the open V above her cavernously deep cleavage. Each massive breast was tightly spherical with a diameter of just over eleven inches, each.
"Holy shit," Gary said, as he approached her, his head bent down to clear the roof, and his cock hard as iron in his pants.
"This is what twelve thousand ccs looks like," she cooed, as Gary sat down beside her at her left.
Sitting next her, it seemed as though her double canons projected outward into the next postal code.
They leaned into each other and Gary watched as his hyper-sexy lover's gorgeous face moved out from its fur-lined niche and her super-pumped lips approached. His lips ached to touch those seemingly ready to burst appendages, and when they finally did make contact, he swooned in their plush softness. He brought his right hand up to her wide, protruding cheek to feel it's softness as her slick tongue entered his mouth.
"Uhh..." Gary moaned, as she licked the insides of his oral cavity. His right hand slipped down to the front of her impossible chest, feeling the crazy girth and protrusion of her hyper-swollen saline kegs. His cock surged as his hand felt her huge roundness beneath his outstretched hand. He had thought her gigantic at 5K, but this was insane! His arm had to reach way out in front of her to feel the fronts of her massive globes. Had he not known better, he might have imagined that she had placed a pair of kick balls under her dress—that's how round and tight they were. Of course, he could easily see her cleavage bulge in the plunging neckline and could feel her swollen skin beneath his fingers under the taught lacing that ran across the opening. Her breasts did rise, somewhat, in the V of the plunge, and the cross-crossing laces dug a couple of millimeters into her swollen flesh. As his hands explored her voluminous globes, he realized she wore a bra beneath the dress which was apparently a little too tight. The edges of the brassiere echoed the plunge of the V. Since the cups were apparently a tad too small, it created the slight bulge in the neck opening and the ultra-hot look of the laces digging into her protruding flesh.
When they had finished the kiss, they looked into each other's eyes for a few moments.
"I can't believe how big you are!" Gary whispered, at length, which elicited a huge grin from Noelle.
Quickly, her grin became a laugh.
"Ordinarily, I'd've had your coat and pants open by now," she said. "But, I'm kinda pinned!"
It was true. Her right arm was stuck between them, under her right breast, which was so large that it now actually blocked forward movement of her right forearm. On top of that, her left arm had no hope of reaching all the way around her vast pontoons.
When Gary realized what she meant, he merely whispered, "Fuuuuck..."
His heart pounded in his chest.
She was so fucking huge!
"Did you find a place to eat?" she asked.
"I'm told the steakhouse across the way is open," he said.
"Yeah," she replied. "Fortunately for us, places are more likely to stay open here in heavy snow than back home."
She reached up with her left hand to press a button on an overhead console and hit the outside curve of her gigantic mammary gland as she did, causing her left breast to push its sister against Gary's chest.
Gary felt his reaction go straight to his already aching cock as the heavy mass of saline and flesh bumped him with a solid thud.
"Shiranee?" Noelle asked the driver as she pressed the intercom. "Can you take us to Johnny's Steakhouse?"
"It would be my pleasure, ma'am," came a woman's voice with an Indian accent.
"It's probably better that I couldn't reach your cock," Noelle said as the Sno-Cat-like vehicle pulled out of the shelter of the front entrance overhang and into the storm. "You'd probably cum in seconds. I'd rather tease you and tease you and tease you tonight until you beg to let me make you cum."
Gary felt like he could've came right there from her words, but merely said, "Oh, really? Fine by me."
The couple ignored the heavy snow falling so thickly around the vehicle that the driver could barely make out the road ahead. Instead, they kissed again: passionately and continuously until the Cadillac hybrid had driven the short distance to the restaurant.
Johnny's sat in the same complex of buildings—hotels, shops, and restaurants—as their hotel, with only an access road dividing the buildings, and yet it took nearly ten minutes for the driver to negotiate the now near white-out conditions to find the front door.
Gary helped her zip her fur back up as the door opened remotely, the black chrome steps descending into the shin-deep snow.
