>>Please meet me outside the lab, I've got something to show you<< James read on his phone, having just gotten a text-message from Carol. What did she want to show him? Something to do with the report they were to hand in next week? Or... something more interesting?
Curiosity quickly getting the best of him, James went to the laboratory where a fidgeting Carol was waiting for him.
"Hey!" she greeted and lit up in a happy smile, relieved to see him. Without caring who saw her, she gave him a hug, making sure to press her huge knockers against him. No reason he should forget who had the better pair between Andrea and she, was there?
"Hey!" he smiled back, returning her hug and really appreciating the soft forms pressed against him, "you're looking good," he complimented her when they let go of each other. She beamed at him, knowing exactly what he meant. She had picked a rather tight t-shirt today, one that really showed the world how big her tits were. And they were big, oh yes. Just like James liked them.
Her bra was straining under the pressure of keeping the heavy, bouncy jugs in place but she felt better with them under control. Though they still drew people's (guys') eyes, at least she could walk around without feeling like a... boob-centered earthquake. A boob-quake?
"So, what did you have to show me?" James inquired, eager to get his curiosity satisfied. He knew he wouldn't be able to keep his hands off her (or off her chest at least) for too much longer, but somehow, it would feel a little weird to begin pawing her in the middle of the hallway, though there were very few people present.
"Come, I'll show you," she winked at him and with a mischievous smile grabbed his hand and led him into the nearby toilet -- ignoring both the men's and the ladies' room, instead heading into the roomy handicap restroom. Inside, she locked the door behind them, took off her glasses and placed them on the sink before turning her attention to James.
Still smiling, she grabbed the hem of her t-shirt and slowly and dramatically raised it up, showing first her stomach followed by the incredibly sexy sight of her bra-held breasts. It (the bra) was cream-colored, satin and looked very soft... and very tempting. She pulled the t-shirt all the way off and threw it on the floor.
"Nice," James said with a crooked smile, thinking he knew what she'd show him -- and he always enjoyed seeing her breasts! He took a step towards her and reached out for the arousingly large globes but she quickly took a step back and held up a finger.
"Ah-ah-ah!" she teased, "you haven't seen what I wanted to show you yet..."
James paused and waited, suddenly a little confused. Trying to keep the dramatic suspension going, Carol reached behind her back and undid the bra clasps.
"Are you ready?" she teased and kept the bra in place with her hands.
Quickly getting back into the mood, James nodded, and with a grin Carol flung the bra aside, holding her arms out from her body, presenting it to him. Or more accurately, presenting them to him.
Her two huge breasts -- each with a piercing through the nipple!
Through both her pink, little buds there was a silver bar, making what used to be a very erotic view into something out of James's wet fantasies.
"Wow!" James exclaimed, impressed beyond belief and immediately grabbed her temptingly naked breasts. The odd contrast between her soft breasts and the hard, unyielding bars was amazing. The instant he touched her, she gave a high-pitched moan, as sexual warmth spread from her tits. Surprised, and afraid he'd hurt her somehow, he quickly let go of her but she just smiled.
"They've become very sensitive..." she winked at him and thrust her chest out to him, inviting him to touch her again -- an invitation he wasn't going to miss.
Grabbing both her hard nipples with two fingers, he massaged the newly pierced bumps, forcing her to cover her mouth with her hands, lest she told everyone outside what they were doing in there!
"So good..." she moaned, trying to keep her voice down. Her chest had always been sensitive, but since she got these babies installed, it had been incredible. She had been forced to wear a bra to keep from rubbing them raw against her t-shirts. Even though the constricting bra had managed to keep her happy tits from bouncing up and down, the constant feeling of cloth against the insanely responsive nipples had kept her in a state of arousal... and now James was doing all kinds of interesting things to them!
Granted, the tattooed woman who had done them had instructed her to stay away from all physical contact for at least a couple of weeks to avoid infections, but Carol figured she could just rub a lot of that antiseptic cream on afterwards. She'd gotten these for James; she wasn't about to tell him he couldn't play with them! Especially not considering how great it felt.
As his erection tried its best to poke its way out through his jeans, James got a rising suspicion that they were going to miss class today.
"You know," he said slowly, without taking his focus off the exciting new toys in Carol's nipples, "I think we should head back to your room..."
"Oh yeah?" Carol moaned, "but we'll miss the class. We might miss something important...Ooh, yeah..." Being the one to tease him for once felt good to the horny blonde.
"I don't think so," James countered, "I think it's more important to get back to your room. Now!"
"Well, if you say so!" Carol grinned, more than ready to get out of the bathroom and to a place where she could be loud and naked!
Quickly putting her bra, t-shirt and glasses on again, she led him out of the bathroom, not caring if anyone saw them enter or leave.
"When did you have... them... done?" James asked, as they made their way across campus.
"Oh yesterday," she answered with a smile. He was reacting precisely as she had hoped.
"Why, though?" came the next, predicable question.
"Oh, I thought you'd like it," she smiled aloof, not wanting to give the whole story.
The fact was that Carol had felt left behind by Andrea again when she saw Andrea's new tattoo on SexSlaveAndrea.com, Saturday evening. Knowing how much James would appreciate that the older woman permanently had marked herself as his property, she'd wondered how she could 'get back in the game' as she thought of it. The prize of the game: James's attention and admiration. At least now Andrea wasn't winning anymore. They were tied.
Her answer seemed to please him and he hurried on towards her dorm room, forcing her to follow his quick steps.
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Inside her room, she quickly went to the bed -- where else? -- with James in hot pursuit. Eager to feel the sexy new addition to her body, James immediately started pulling at her t-shirt, wanting to get it off. She smiled at him and obeyed, pulling it off.
"Mmmm... you're a sexy little one, aren't you?" he smiled when he had her semi-naked on her bed.
"You think so?" she asked, awfully eager for him to tell her that she was sexy. She loved compliments, especially when they came from her aroused lover -- aroused because of her. That in itself was quite the compliment to the shy, buxom girl.
"Oh, yes, you are," he answered, knowing how important compliments would be to her, "such beautiful boobs," he kissed the bra-covered tits, making her giggle a little.
"And such naughty, naughty piercings!" he added, fondling the hard bumps through the bra, making her sigh in reaction, "only sexy sluts would do that..."
"But I only did it for you..." she objected. She wanted to be sexy, sure, but she was not sure if she wanted to be a slut. She was still a good girl, after all, even if he and Andrea were luring her away from her old life.
"That just means you're MY sexy slut," he assured her, and before she could raise further objections he closed her mouth with a deep, heartfelt kiss. Their tongues met and she completely surrendered, wanting to be his slut, wanting to be whatever he wanted, as long as he would stay with her and make her feel good.
While kissing her, his hands moved around her, trying to get the clasps of her bra undone. What looked so easy for the sexy blonde, turned out to be a rather difficult task for her eager lover. And the fact that she was on her back didn't exactly help!
"Let me," she giggled when he failed to get the clever little hooks unhooked for the fifth time. She sat up and freed her enormous tits with a flick of her wrist. The bra ended up on the floor, next to her t-shirt.
"Wow..." he breathed again at the sight of the juicy jugs. Big, round, with creamy, flawless skin -- and now two silver bars! His hands couldn't stay away and grabbed one each, before he lowered his face to the nearest of the pink nipples.
"Ahhh..." she moaned delighted as he sucked the metal bar into his mouth and played with it with his tongue and teeth, "Yes!"
He shifted to the other nipple, luring an identical moan from her at that one too. This was something akin to Heaven for James -- two huge breasts to play with, a very receptive owner of them and hard, new toys in the middle of it all... wonderful!
His hard cock was in need of more though, and his hands crawled down her soft body, down to her skirt that they quickly got pulled up around her waist. Her panties were no hindrance either, and finally Carol felt a very welcome presence touch her attention-craving clit. His fingers worked almost on autopilot when they began playing with the little nub -- and they knew quite well how to entertain it!
"Oooh!" she sighed, "Ooooh, yes! God, so good!" Her hyper-sensitive nipples and now her clit were being stimulated in just the right way, "Oh God, oh GOD!"
