Coupling

Coupling Coupling

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Details

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

A libidinous young couple undergo mutual breast expansion.

Summary

A libidinous young couple undergo mutual breast expansion.

Content

Submitted: July 11, 2015

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Submitted: July 11, 2015

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She smiled as we gently kissed, and I held her hand. We were in heaven. I saw her breasts slowly, delicately, began to inflate, and felt mine doing the same too. This was bliss.

“I love you.” I said, and she gripped my hand a little tighter, knowing I was nervous, but we were both excited. Out of the corner of my eye I watched in fascination as her breasts gently bulged out and began to tug their way out of her shirt in a tide of sumptuous cleavage. I knew she was watching me too, as I felt my own pair enlarge, ripping through the flimsy old bra I had put on. The fact that I knew how much this was turning her on, watching her breasts grow, as well as the feeling of my own chest expanding, threw me into a whirlwind of passion. My tongue lashed out, pressing into her mouth, and she let out a gentle moan, gripping my hand harder.

We lay together, kissing, nuzzling, and expanding in our web of love. She was all I ever wanted, and I was hers, and together we became more. So much more.

Our hearts beat quicker as one, and breasts tumbled forwards, converging in our close embrace. Our kisses roughened, our tongues entertwining with greater urgency. It felt as though a flare were lit inside me, lying there on the soft rug together, in that room which always smelled curiously of peppermints. My breasts tingled, and I felt a small jolt as some of the stitching gave way, letting me flow, warm and free, out to touch her own sensitive, bloating bust.

I groaned, as my nipples pressed through the tear and into her own, which rode above the now strapless black dress she wore, which sat inextricably beneath her chest. We continued to kiss, but our hands had now began to venture on to each other’s bodies, in particular to explore this newfoundland of mammary.

I wanted her so badly. The rug now felt coarse beneath the multiplying nerves, and my breasts bloomed forth, pressing against her and hers, forcefully overflowing the confines of the shirt, finishing it off with a loud ripping sound that muted the quiet noises of our foreplay. I stroked my lover, starting at her toes and moving up over her contours towards the prize, not forgetting to deliberately pause at her groin along the way. She quivered, sending an army of jiggles through her bounteous chest. I was hypnotised, and before I could do anything, she had begun kissing the newly developed skin of my tits. I lay back, only able to idly stroke her body, fanning the flames of her lust.  

Slow teasing circles sent my babies past head size. I felt her tit cram itself against my stomach, lifting my own pair beneath it as her tongue went round and round, getting ever closer to the central pleasure nub. I was dying for her to touch it, but my pleading only drew it the torturous exercise. We both knew that the longer she took, the better it would feel, but my boobs and I only had so much patience, almost doubling in size in the space of a second, resulting in a barrage of tit that smacked her in the face. The fact that her own tits made a similar jump a moment later resulted in her planted right beside her final destination. she began fondling my ass, which had always been really sensitive, and my snatch gushed as she parted her lips. 

“Ooh, bigger is better” I panted as her mouth moved towards the centre of a breast. I cried out when she began sucking on an engorged nipple. The teat felt snug in her mouth, and she lavished on it, letting it expand between her lips. She would occasionally bite down, and I would then squirm with pleasure, clamping her tits. As she would gently nibble, I would respond, clawing at her back, leaving her marks beneath the trickling sheen of sweat. After a few such passes, I finally regained some control of my motor functions, and settled my fingers, five on her behind, and the others stroking her labia, while on and on she sucked, and sucked, and sucked… 

I grew, and she grew with me too. We would reach for each others' lips, making out before being driven back by instinctual passion to more primal attentions. Had we sat up, our tits would have spilled past our laps... Her cherry lips were soft, and she would whisper to me how much she loved me, and how I was the only one for her, forever. I would gasp in the ardour, and try my best to reciprocate verbally, always unsuccessful as her mouth darted back and forth over my areolae, but her attentions to each nipple as they pumped to fill her mouth told me the message had got through. 

She could scarcely fit one in her mouth soon, and my hand, which had moved to her own mighty endowment, was feeling somewhat small and inadequate. Every passing breath drew us larger. Eventually, our chests were so large that we could no longer physically reach one another without supreme strain, save for rubbing our boobs together, which we did for quite some time. Nonetheless stumbled, tits still dragging over the rug even as we stood, and changed positions to begin sixty-nineing, rasping with ecstasy the whole while. 

I knelt in the twin ravines of cleavage, breasts bumping against one and pressing in tightly. Her exquisite cunt awaited me, and I relished in the exotic aroma as I began to lick her, tasting her arousal. 

She kissed my thighs, spreading her arms to tug both my nipples, which now were filling her palms. Unfortunately, or perhaps fortunately, this soon became an impossibility as my breasts widened wonderfully further beyond the bounds of the carpet, and she was forced to take the enormous bud in both hands as she began to lick likewise, making me howl with euphoria. My breasts only issued further outwards, heightening the pleasure. I loved the feeling of their growth almost as much as I loved hers growing in my hands and against me.

I kissed her second lips, and suckled her moist clit. My juggs, though by this point the word failed to grasp their girth, blazed. They were so hot, and every touch was burning me up further. Having to contend with a set of breasts that were feeling exactly the same, bursting out against my own only increased this. Every ripple an jiggle titillated us further and further, breasts beginning to compete with actual body size. On we went insatiably...

By this time, I already had my love squirting for me, and I licked as jet after jet hit me in the face, unwilling to cease my pleasuring of the swollen pearl. I could feel her chest heaving around me, more and more each time, pressing its softness against my buxom body. I ran my hands over all surfaces within reach, sometimes my breasts and sometimes hers, and the air was filed with the sighs and gasps we elicited from one another. Sooner than expected, I felt the grating of furniture shifting away from us and our enormities…

After some minutes of ravaging one another's pussies, cradled beneath the humongous globes, things had become rather tight. With some effort we found that we had both became so large that I could spoon one of her tits while she did the same, and so we did... riding the wave of growth. It did not take long for me to decide to take this description more literally. I pressed my wet cunt into the enormous mound of flesh, and began rubbing, smearing her all over with copious amounts of my hot juice, propped above her by my own tremendous funbags. Feeling her do the same, jostling below my own tits with spread legs, was divine. Despite how far away she actually was by now, I could feel each bump and grind with fierce sensitivity. Picturing her beneath me, flailing and feeling me atop her turned me on all the more, and the aching in my chest only grew even faster than my tits, which were enveloping to envelop her between their vastness as they spread, rising higher and higher and rolling further and further afield. Soon there would be nothing but glorious tit in view. 

I moaned, squelching atop the titties. The contents of the room had been flattened, and the ceiling was incredibly low now. The walls,
which were not far from reach either, echoed with our exultations, as each little niggle against our ballooning breasts elevated our glowing exultation.

I was so horny… I needed more. Taking a nipple in both outstretched hands, I grasped it firmly and inserted it inside me. The sensation was electrifying. I was so hot already, and it was big and hard. I came almost instantly, writhing up and down on the unyielding brown behemoth. Her screams told me I was doing good, and before too long she was doing the same. 

It was now dark, for the lights were all broken and the windows all covered, and the sensation of my own expansion, bubbling away within me, booming out in pound after pound  of enormous, gigantic titty, was only heightened, because now I was pleasured by feeling her own expansion inside me, and I knew it was the same for her, as the mountains of cleavage increased exponentially, pressing further and deeper into our tightening secret spaces, as our bodies were buried in the shuddering magnitudes of one another. I could feel her pulse through the wall of flesh, and her hands still feverishly grasped about at all within reach. I knew I could never be happier. The only constraints left to our immeasurable love were the boundaries of this room, and the building and world beyond. 

I stretched.


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