Busted In Balloonville Ch 03 Tracy Blows

"We always close for a couple of hours between lunch and dinner," Tracy said. "Nan always goes home to rest. She works so hard. She's been on her feet since dawn this morning. Can you believe she was going to stay here and inflate this thing? She's been working all day, and now she has to sit here and huff and puff until she gets this great big inflatable blown big and full and tight?" Tracy seemed to lock her eyes onto Jeff's with this last sentence, and was that a gleam of mischief in her eye? Well, thought Jeff, as long as she looks at my eyes, and not my pants.

"So, you'll, uh, you're going to, uh..."

Tracy looked at Jeff expectantly.

"You'll, um..." The thought of forming the words made Jeff's heart turn over in his stomach. "You'll... you'll in..."

Tracy let him off the hook.

"Yes, I'm going to inflate it for her," Tracy said. "I'll blow it up nice... and big... and full." Her eyes were boring into his. She knows! Jeff thought. But how could she?

Without taking her eyes from his, Tracy sat down on the chair next to him. She picked up the neck of the half-inflated bottle and drew in a long, deep breath. She put the nozzle into her mouth, winked at Jeff, then began to blow. As with the balloons he had watched her blow from the bathroom, the breath went on... and on... and on. And as the big vinyl iced tea bottle grew bigger, so did Jeff's manhood.

"You have amazing lungs," Jeff said, and suddenly his spine felt icy. He'd never said anything like that to a woman before.

"Thanks!" Tracy said, flashing a quick smile. Then she filled her lungs and blew again. It was all Jeff could do to keep his hands on the table.

"But you know," she said, "these chef's whites are so restricting. They really make it hard to expand my chest so I can really get my lungs full of air. You won't mind if I take them off, will you?"

Jeff shook his head. He didn't even bother to try picking his jaw up off the floor.

Tracy unbuttoned her blouse and took it off. Under it was a tight-fitting t-shirt. Jeff could not believe it - her breasts were even bigger than he imagined! He tried his best not to stare, but as she breathed in and filled her prodigious lungs, he could see her titanic tits pressed against the upper edge of her bra. Look up, he thought - and look up he did, just in time to see her cheeks bulge and her neck strain as she emptied her massive lungs.

"Damn, this bra is just too small," she said. "It's so hard to find a good fitting bra when your have breasts this large." She turned her back to Jeff and lifted up her shirt. "Would you mind unhooking me?"

Jeff unhooked the back of her brassiere with trembling fingers.

"Thanks," she said. She slid the straps down her arms, then reached up under her t-shirt and pulled her bra down. She put it on the table, and all Jeff could think was that if the cups of her bra were made of latex, they'd inflate to at least eight feet.

"Now I should be able to finish blowing this up nice and quick," Tracy said. She stood up and bent over the table, and Jeff saw her big breasts hanging down under her T-shirt. She drew in another massive breath and emptied it into the valve.

"I think it's almost stiff enough to stand up on its own," Tracy said, and Jeff thought, yes indeed it is... and so is the inflatable bottle. Tracy stood the big bottle on its bottom. It sagged and fell.

"Hmm, not quite," she said. "Could you hold it up for me?"

Jeff panicked, wondering how he would hide his massive erection - until he realized he'd have the giant blow-up bottle in front of him. He stood up and took hold of the bottle, holding it upright.

"Perfect," Tracy said. She put her own arms around the bottle. She positioned her hands so they just overlapped his, her thumbs touching his pinkies, and he felt a bolt of electricity go through his spine - but that was nothing compared to the feeling in his groin. She was pushing the inflatable bottle right against his crotch. They would have been face to face were it not for the neck of the blow-up bottle. She leaned to one side and said "Ready?" He wasn't sure if he was, but she didn't wait for a response.

Tracy took a deep breath, and Jeff felt the vinyl inflatable press harder into him as her chest expanded. He felt something warm and soft against the tips of his fingers, and he felt his cock throb as he realized he was touching her big, soft breasts.

Jeff couldn't see her eyes, but he could see her cheeks as they bulged out past the edges of the bottle's neck. He felt the big inflatable grow stiffer, and his cock stiffened in kind. As the vinyl expanded under his hands, he felt his fingertips sliding along the thin cotton of her t-shirt. He thought he could feel the individual strands of cotton. Clearly, the shirt was not designed to be stretched over such massive tits. She inhaled and blew again. The vinyl got firmer and firmer as she emptied yet another massive lung-full into the huge blow-up display. Soon the vinyl was hard as a rock, as Jeff had been for quite some time. She leaned against the big bottle she had blown up, pushing it hard into his crotch and pushing her breasts closer to him. He looked down, and his fingertips were dimpling her tit-flesh. Either she didn't notice or she didn't mind.

"Well, I think I've got that blown up about as big as I can," she said. She pushed against it with her body. "Yes," she said, looking at him around the neck of the blown-up bottle, "I think that's nice and hard, don't you?"

"Yes, um... yes, it is," Jeff stammered.

"And so is the inflatable bottle," she said, and before Jeff could react, she had whipped the big inflatable bottle away. She stood it up in the corner and turned back to Jeff.

"Well," she said, "Looks like someone has popped up to say hello."

Jeff looked down, and tip of his cock was poking up through his pants. He put his hands over his crotch and felt his ears get hot and red.

"Tracy, I, um, I'm sorry, it's just that I..."

"Just that you get off watching women blow up balloons and big inflatables?" Tracy asked. Jeff's cock stretched even further out of her pants. She began to walk towards him slowly. "Was it the balloon I blew to busting, or that big inflatable that I blew nice and big and rock hard? Or is it my tits? I saw you looking at them. I felt you touching them. Was that it?" She was just two feet away, and he could see her hard nipples poking through her t-shirt.

"Or maybe it's all of the above," she said. "Whatever it is, look what I've done." She pulled his hands away and gently wrapped her fingers around the head of his engorged cock.

"Tracy, I..."

"Come on now," she said. "Isn't this better than hiding in the bathroom and jerking off?" She laughed at his double-take. "I saw you, sweetie. I knew you were watching me." She began to stroke the head of his cock, and pulled a pink balloon out of her pocket with her other hand.

"This is just like the balloon I blew up outside," she said. "I could blow it up until it bursts, and this time I could stroke your cock while I did it. Would you like that? Or would it be too scary, me blowing this big balloon big and tight until it pops in our faces?"

She unbuckled his belt, opened the button on his pants, unzipped his fly, and freed his cock from his underpants. It stood up big and rock hard.

"Or maybe there's something else I could blow," she said. "I wonder if I can get it to pop in my face as well?"

She pushed him down into a chair, then pulled up another chair opposite. She pulled up her shirt, revealing massive areolae the size of diner places, then took his hands and placed them on her huge tits. She bent over his cock, and her warm, soft tit-flesh overflowed his hands. He couldn't believe how heavy her breasts were. He'd never felt boobs as massive as these. He felt her lips slip over the head of his cock and work their way down, down, down, all the way to the base! He'd never been deep-throated before, and he couldn't believe the feeling of having his cock all the way in Tracy's mouth. Her head bobbed up and down, each time swallowing him whole.

"Mmmm, I do love blowing the big ones," Tracy said. "But I also have this to blow..."

She took a deep breath, and he felt her breasts lift out of her hands as she filled her lungs. She put the pink balloon to her lips, and with her eyes boring into his, Tracy unleashed the massive power of her lungs, squeezing his cock as she blew. Jeff was sure he would have blown his wad were it not for the fact that he'd already jizzed three times in the last hour and a half.

"Gosh, I don't know what kind of blowing I like better!" Tracy said. She dropped her head into his lap and began to suck his throbbing member, sliding her warm lips up and down his full length. Then she put her head up and blew another blast of air into the balloon, and then another. He'd never seen a balloon filled up so quickly.

"Maybe you should decide," she said. She held out the balloon for him, and he reluctantly removed his right hand from her left breast and took it by the nozzle. Just holding the pink balloon she'd inflated so big and tight brought him right to the edge of orgasm. She took his other hand and placed it on the back of her neck.

"Make me blow," Tracy said softly.

Jeff held the balloon to Tracy's lips. "Blow," he said. Tracy drew in a long breath of air through her nostrils, then blew long and hard into the balloon. The body filled and the neck began to bulge. Before her huge lungs could empty, he yanked the balloon out of her mouth and shoved her head down to his cock. He felt her lips envelop the head, and he pushed her head all the way down her cock until her nose touched his pubic hair. He pulled her head up, then down, then up, then down. When he felt he was just about to blow his wad, he pulled her head up and stuck the balloon in her mouth again.

"Blow!" he said. "Blow it bigger!" He felt as if someone else was taking over his voice. He could barely ask a girl to kiss him, and now here he was, with a complete stranger, making her face-fuck his cock and blow a balloon to the verge of exploding.

Tracy took a deep breath, puffed out her cheeks, and blew a big, hard neck into the balloon. He put his hands around the balloon's neck and shoved it hard against her face.

"Now pop it!" he said. "Blow it to bursting!" She drew in a deep breath, closed her eyes, and blew. With the balloon mashed hard against her lips, she could barely force any air into the balloon. Her cheeks bulged, her neck strained, and she forced what air she could into the balloon. The balloon squealed in protest, but it was no match for her massive lungs. KABAM!! The explosion echoed off the walls and rattled the massive picture window as the balloon shattered into a billion pieces.

Tracy made a noise somewhere between a scream and a moan. Jeff grabbed her breast with the hand that had been holding the balloon right up until she blew it to destruction, and pushed her head down to his cock. She took his entire length into her throat, cupping his balls in her hand. With the explosion still ringing in his ears, he felt his cock let go, and he pumped a massive load of cum into her mouth. He took his hand off her head, but she stayed where she was, using her mouth to milk every last drop from his cock. It was only when his cock began to soften in her mouth that she finally lifted her head.

"Wow," she said. "That was incredible. No one's ever made me blow like that!"

"Yeah, I, uh..." Stammering Jeff was back. "I'm sorry, I've lost control that way before, I hope I didn't..."

"Sorry?" Tracy said. "Honey, you can lose control like that with me any time. I loved it!" The phone rang. Tracy stood up and pushed one of her oversized tits into Jeff's face. Instinctively, he kissed her nipple. She smiled, pulled her shirt down, and answered the phone.

Tracy held the phone against one giant breast and asked "Is your name Jeff?"

Jeff was stunned for a moment. This woman had just blown him and blown for him, sucking his cock and swallowing his cum, and she didn't even know his name? He felt his cock start to grow hard again, and he quickly started to zip up his pants.

"Yes, um, that's me," he said.

Tracy talked on the phone for a moment longer before hanging up.

"That was Joe's garage," Tracy said. "They found the problem with your car, it'll take a couple of days to get the parts. Looks like you're going to have to spend a little more time with us here in Balloonville."

Jeff decided that was absolutely fine with him.

Coming soon: Part 2 - Bedding Down in Balloonville