"Hey," I felt a hand slide around my waist and heard Nina's voice next to me. "Nice finding you here."
I had a beer in each hand so I just sort of leaned into her to return the physical touch. "Good to see you too."
We both stood there awkwardly for a moment, unsure what to do now that we were actually together. Nina and I had hooked up two weeks ago at a party. Nothing big, just some sloppy kissing, but we traded numbers and had been chatting since then. Aside from running into her once between classes, we had only talked and flirted online. We got to know each other a little bit and sent some pictures, nothing spicier than a shirtless gym photo from me and a beach photo from her. In the picture her body looked great, Nina was in good shape and had sexy curves. Compared to the friend next to her in the beach picture, she was the clear winner. She hinted that she loved to be the one that stood out, even asking what I thought about her friend.
"Not my type. Too skinny." A euphemism for no tits.
Nina and I actually had a class together freshman year. She didn't remember me, but I remember her. At the time she was a lot thinner and her body was totally different, barely any tits and a flat ass. Since then she had filled out and liked the way that she had transformed, she said as much to me. I think her exact phrase was, "it's fun to have big tits."
When we met two weeks ago she was wearing a sleeveless white blouse that was almost see-through, meant to draw attention to the floral patterned bra that she had beneath it. Her long legs were in a pair of tight black pants that made it hard to get a real feel for her ass. Being tall, Nina stood out in the scrum of the frat house and we saw each other from across the party and eventually found ourselves talking. She asked me what I thought of her bra, that it was new. I said I loved it, it made her stand out.
Through texting we made plans for the party tonight. Not to come together, but to see each other at it. And the unspoken agreement seemed to be that we would leave together and neither of us were wasting too much time getting to that point. It was only about twenty minutes before she suggested a change of venue.
"Back to my place?" She whispered over the music and slid her hand over my ass, giving it a little squeeze.
"Yeah, that sounds better than this party."
She smiled and nodded, "My roommate, Ashley, is in tonight. She'll probably want to say hi but I don't think she he'll hang around too much."
"Sounds like a plan. Let's get out of here." We left our half full beers on a table and headed out. Nina lived in an old Victorian that had been broken up into a couple of different apartments. Close to campus, it only took about fifteen minutes for the two of us to get there. I took the walk as an opportunity to check her out.
Tonight she was wearing jeans and a blue tank top, visible bra straps peeking out. Straight blond hair came halfway down her back and brought attention to the way that she shook her hips when she walked. Her ass was more wide than it was plump, which wasn't my preference. But she seemed like a good time. Plus, she has a great rack. Her tits were well supported by the bra and I figured that they were more than a handful.
I was still looking at her ass when Nina opened the front door and led me up to the second floor. We went right into the living room, "My room is a total mess," she explained, and got onto the couch. I plopped down next to her, close enough that our bodies were touching. Out of sight and down the hall I could hear the sounds of someone moving around in the kitchen.
Nina leaned forward and our lips met, then our tongues came together. She ran a hand up my chest and I returned the move. My hands quickly went up the front of her shirt and over her bra. I was surprised by how thick the padding was and the gap at the top of the cup where she didn't quite fill it out. The bra seemed too big for her.
"Hey Nina. Early night?" The voice was husky, unhurried.
Nina broke away from the kiss and turned. "Hey Ash. This is Tom."
"Hey Tom."
I turned and couldn't believe what I was seeing. Ashley was leaning against the wall eating a bowl of cereal, barely five feet tall. She had brown hair to her shoulders, some of it pulled back, and expressive brown eyes that were staring right at me. She was undeniably cute. Exceptionally pretty, even.
She also had the sexiest body I had ever seen in my life. Dressed down for a night in, the old white tee shirt and the small yellow shorts that she was wearing were both struggling with their assignment to contain her assets. Her tits were massive and dominated her tiny frame, the cereal bowl resting on the shelf of her breasts. Her arms couldn't avoid them, it was impossible, instead pressing into the sides of her tits.
"Nice to meet you, Ashley." I barely got the words out and lowered my hands from Nina's tits.
Her thick thighs forced the shorts into retreat, they weren't covering much more than a pair of underwear would have, and her short legs were muscled from carrying the weight of everything above them. But this wasn't some thick slab of a woman. No, Ashley was blessed with curves beyond belief. From the dip of her hips to her narrow waist, everything about her exemplified a feminine ideal of what a woman should look like.
"Anyway, just wanted to say hi." Ashley backed away and went to the kitchen.
"Sorry about that," Nina said. Her voice took on a new tone, there was something charged in it. "Where were we?" She resumed the kiss with a new fervor.
My lips may have been on Nina, but my mind was on Ashley. The two of us kissed for a minute, I kept my hands to myself, and then I pulled away. "Want to put on a movie or something?"
"Sure. I like something in the background." Nina reached for the remote on the end table and turned on the tv and started to flick through options.
From the corner of my eye I saw movement and I looked up to see Ashley walking through the open space that connected the kitchen to the hallway. Fuck, the profile view was incredible, especially with how little she was wearing. The tiny yellow shorts were losing the battle to contain her ass. Fleshy bottom cheeks stretched out the leg openings and the rest of her ass pressed hard against the shiny fabric. The elastic waist only made her curves seem more extreme.
And her tits...from the side I could see how far they projected from her tiny frame. The shirt was loose across her stomach because it had to be, no shirt that fit Ashley's chest would come close to fitting the rest of her. A dark outline of her bra was visible through the thin white fabric and I could see how thick the straps were across her shoulders and the band across her back. It must have been made of steel to hold her tits up the way that they were, high and proud.
Ashley paused for a moment and turned, saw that I was looking. For a pounding heartbeat it looked like a little smirk went across her face and then she was gone down the hall. Her bedroom was on the other side of the apartment so she must have been on her way to the bathroom.
"See something you like?" Nina's voice brought me back to the present and she leaned further into my embrace. My hand was wrapped around her side, my fingers near her ribcage. If she was Ashley my hands would be on her tits, there was no way to avoid them. But it wasn't Ashley. It was Nina and instead I could feel her ribs and the bottom edge of her bra resting comfortably on her skin.
"Uh, sure. That looks good," I said. It was some comedy action flick that was clearly created for whatever Hollywood imagines as a date night.
"Great." Nina slid deeper into my embrace. The movie started but I couldn't focus at all. Knowing that Ashley was so nearby kept me on edge, owned my thoughts.
Some more movement at the edge of the room and Ashley reappeared in the open space. Her steps were quicker and there was no mistaking the bounce in her chest as she came and went. She wasn't wearing a bra. I had seen her two minutes ago and it was there, the dark outline that was fighting for its life to keep her together. They were still high and proud, they had every reason to be, but there was more movement and now her tits seemed to cover her entire torso.
Ashley had gone into the bathroom a couple of minutes ago wearing a bra, and now she came out without one. That could only mean one thing...
I slid my arm out from around Nina and stood up. "Sorry. I'll be right back. I want to use the bathroom before we get into it."
Nina looked up and smiled. She leaned forward and tugged at her shirt so that I could see what passed as cleavage on her. I could see the space between her breasts that her tits didn't fill. "Okay...but don't be too long. I'll be waiting."
I turned and made a beeline down the hall and into the bathroom. I rushed in and closed the door behind me, nervous that my window had closed and the treasure was gone. That I somehow didn't notice Ashley go back and retrieve what I had hoped she forgot.
But she hadn't. Hanging from the shower curtain were two bras. One was a floral patterned little thing, I recognized it from what Nina was wearing when I met her. Thin straps and shallow cups that were bulked out from padding. A common bra.
Hanging next to it was the queen. Ashley's black bra was enormous, designed for a function that didn't even resemble what the rag next to it was used for. I couldn't help myself and slid it off the curtain rod and held it out so that the cups dangled in front of me.
"Fuck...," I whispered, knowing I needed to stay quiet but I had to react somehow, show reverence for this relic. The cups were big enough to fit...well, anything. I looked around the bathroom and there wasn't a thing that I couldn't put inside one of them. And this was for Ashley's tits? How big could they be? The shoulder straps had to each be an inch wide and I quickly counted four hooks on the back band.
My cock was throbbing inside my pants. I could feel myself leaking, I was on a hair trigger holding the bra in my hand. With one hand I let it hang and with the other I grabbed the cup and let my fingers wrap around it, trying to imagine the feel of the real thing when it was full. Even spread wide as far as they could, my fingers couldn't get around it, these were tits for two hands.
The door to the bathroom opened and I was caught. Ashley stood there looking at me, the expression on her face wasn't anger. Or even surprise. It almost seemed like she expected to find me like this.
"What are you doing?" Her voice was low enough that Nina probably wouldn't hear in the other room.
"Sorry...I....," didn't know what to say. It was bad enough that I had this girl's bra in my hands, but now I also couldn't stop staring at her tits through the thin fabric of her shirt. I could practically make out the outline of her nipples.
