It was on one of those nights, the children were well and truly asleep and the parents were at play. We had no set pattern or order, rather just allow...ng whatever came into our heads to be the driving force. Spontaneity released any inhibitions and often led to some wild events and explosive climaxes. I remember that I was paying particular attention to Jen's nipples. She loved, and still does, her nipples being given a hard time. Her response was the usual mixture of moans and body thrusts. The F-cup bra was, believe it or not, tight. It suddenly occurred to me that if I did what I was intending and got some strange man to fuck me, they would get even bigger. I didn't care. I needed a fuck; I needed cum, right now! After putting on my jeans and T-shirt, both entirely too tight, I left to find some sex. At the corner liquor store I saw a group of five guys, who looked as if they had partied all night and were still going, come out with a bag full of beer cases. I went up to. "So how big are they now?" asked Roger, his handsome face close to mine."What! Leave me alone," I said pushing ineffectively against him."Hold her," snapped Roger and his two friends grabbed my arms and held me tight. "A girl with big tits like you will have to get used to having them squeezed." Let me go," I whimpered as I struggled against them. "Don't you dare."His hands were up and mere inches away from my chest."So how big are they?" he asked again and he put both hands on my chest and. He was feeling his own cum building up in his balls, he didn't want it to end, he slowed down a little and got on his knees, sliding out of her and turning her over until she was on her back. She was truly a thing of beauty. Her right arm somehow got trapped under her while she was being turned over. He slid back into her as she pulled him in close with her free arm. He sank between her legs, his body now sweaty, sliding over hers, his lips finding her neck, nibbling away at it, his chest.