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"A Special Treat" continued...
Both ladies scampered into the bedroom, their heavy tits bouncing up and down with each step. Darcie pulled her shorts along with her panties off her short legs and tossed the garments into the nearby hamper. Heather followed suite. Noticing Darcie still had her bra on; Heather hooked her index finger onto the bra clasp just as Darcie went for the bed. The brunette had only taken a step and a half before she noticed that she was caught on something.
"What's going...? HEY!" Darcie turned and feigned her surprise at Heather. Just as she noticed, Heather let the bra strap go and listened to the slight snap of the material hitting Darcie's bare flesh. Darcie reached around and rubbed her back. "That wasn't very nice, you bitch!"
"C'mon and take it off, girl!" The redhead was giddy with anticipation while fixing her eyes on Darcie's mammoth jugs.
With that said Darcie grabbed her friend's skinny pale arms and forced her onto the bed. "Why don't you make me take it off?" Darcie was on top of Heather before she could react.
"I guess you were paying close attention when I told you about the guy who gave it to me rough," Heather quietly stated to her friend.
"Shut up," Darcie took the initiative by pinching her girlfriend's swelling nipples and watching her gasp and moan from the pleasure coursing through her body. Heather brought her hands up to help Darcie on her journey to a climax. "Nuh-uh, you can't touch yourself this time, sugar."
"But I can touch you, can't I?" Before Darcie could answer, Heather brought her hands up underneath Darcie's light olive skinned boobs and kneaded them to the sight of her friend's face contorting to the delightful sensations she was experiencing. Darcie brought her upper body up so Heather could touch more of her massive tit flesh and send more indulgent stimuli throughout her being. Darcie's hands brought their area of play out further than Heather's pink nipples. Her fingertips pushed and groped their way into Heather's nubile flesh.
"You nipples are so hard and so soft," Darcie said breathlessly. "I just enjoy the feel of touching them and kinda squishing your boobs together."
"I know, you're making me so wet. Are you getting wet on my stomach?"
Darcie hadn't noticed earlier, but she was getting wet. She rose up to looked below her and there was a wet smear on Heather's nicely shaped abs. Darcie gave her friend a slightly embarrassed look after acknowledging the sight of her own juices.
"It's okay," Heather said. "I'm probably putting a helluva wet spot on your bed. Here, let me take your bra off of you. That band must be getting tighter by the second."
The band of her bra was the least of Darcie's concern. She couldn't believe she was in an intimate tit feeling session with one of her best friends. It was also hard to believe that the pills Heather had supplied to be mixed with the fudge had turned both of their tits into huge, sensitive mountains. Darcie looked down at her enormous jugs and tried to guess what cup size they were. Before, her 38E cup breasts hung down to rest on her top ribs of her rib cage. Now, they hung quite a bit lower. She thought of the various models in her boyfriend's porno magazines and tried to make a mental comparison. The best she could come up with were the ones with the super fake tits. Still, her boobs and Heather's boobs didn't look so hard and stretched out. They felt supple and natural. They had some weight to them and didn't look like blown up balloons.
Heather tossed Darcie's bra to the floor and continued feeling her good friend up. She circled her fingertips around Darcie's darker areola. It took all of Heather's ability to keep playing with her friend's bosoms and not just give in to the joy of the wonderful tit groping Darcie was giving her.
"God, this feels so fucking good. I wanna rub my clit. It feels like it's going to burst, but I can't stop rubbing your titties, Darcie."
"I know," Darcie replied breathlessly. "I never thought I really would do this with another woman. Sure, I've masturbated myself to some of my boyfriend's porno magazines, but I always thought I was sort of timid to do anything like this."
Heather brought her hands up and mashed Darcie's mammoth jugs together and flicked her nipples and resumed her groping. Darcie gasped at the change in the tit play. "Just do whatever feels natural, Darc. We're just two friends giving each other a hand."
With that said, Darcie reluctantly stopped caressing Heather's breasts and bent down to kiss her friend on the lips. At first, it was a lingering peck. Then, Darcie looked into Heather's green eyes and saw a longing for more. She bent her head down again and nuzzled Heather's nose with her own in an Eskimo kiss. Then, her mouth went in for another kiss. This time there was more "oomph" behind it. Both girls' lips loosened the longer their kiss held. Darcie's warm tongue slowly slid in between Heather's soft lips. Heather's tongue instinctively met Darcie's and went further into her mouth. Heather pressed face harder into Darcie's with a likewise response. Both girls slowly pulled away from each other, each one gently smooching again at the other but only kissing the air between them.
It only took Darcie a moment to let her emotions get the best of her and drape herself over her friend and embrace her tightly. Their large breasts pushed into each other, the rock hard nipples poking into their soft flesh. Heather returned the embrace in kind. Both girls could feel the other tightening the hold around their torsos and driving their greatly proportioned mammaries into one another.
"I don't know if this is the pills talking or if this is something I've had pent up inside, but I love you." Darcie brought her face back down to Heather's again to engage in a passionate kiss. Pulling back, Heather cleared her throat to speak.
"It's probably the pills talking, sweetie." She caressed her friend's smooth, round face. "Still, we've been really good friends for quite a while. It's natural to feel this way I'm sure. I know you love your man so very much."
"Yeah, if I'm serious about getting married to him. He didn't even cross my mind while we were kissing! Still, he's a great guy and I wouldn't want to do anything to lose him."
"I'm sure you won't, Darc. Besides, I love you too. We're kinda like sisters... well, sisters with benefits I guess." Heather let out a demure giggle and lightly pushed Darcie's head back down to hers to enjoy another beautiful kiss. Just then, both girls heard a noise by the doorway. They quickly turned their heads to see what was going on. Both women suddenly felt like they were being watched and could sense each other's nervous feelings as well as their own. Both of their hearts beat faster out of fear when they saw the perpetrator of the alarming noise.
Standing in the doorway was a tall, slightly built man with long blonde hair reaching past his shoulders. His dick was hanging out of his jeans as he stroked it and watched the two busty beauties during their tit play. The voyeur looked just as alarmed as Darcie and Heather once he'd been spotted. All of his actions stopped immediately once he realized he'd been caught.
"Darcie? Baby, what's going on?"
"Oh baby... I, uh... I..."
The man was still in shock at the sight of his girlfriend and one of her best friends both naked on his bed. "Heather? What's going on here?"
"What's going on over there, huh?" Heather quickly snapped out of her shock and took control of the situation. Her eyes were fixed on the semi erect cock with a dab of precum at the top.
Darcie got up from her friend and went for her lover. "Honey, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean for... I thought you were gone at... Oh fuck what have I done?" Darcie began to sob and leaned towards her boyfriend, burying her face in his chest.
The blonde dude stood motionless and in shock at what had just transpired. Here he was with his dick hanging out of his jeans and had been caught playing with himself to the sight of his girlfriend and her best friend making out all hardcore in his bedroom. To add to his arousal, both girls' breasts seemed to be almost triple or quadruple in size. Of course, he'd always fantasized about Darcie making out with a really hot girl, but never imagined it'd really happen. Being the crafty individual he knew he was; he hadn't said a word when he investigated the noises coming from the bedroom he shared with the beautiful and busty Darcie. At first, he'd figured that she was masturbating to a porno movie. It took every ounce of his own self-restraint to keep from vocally expressing his surprised feelings to see both heavy-chested females sexually pleasuring each other. Now, the woman he had fallen in love with over two years ago had practically cheated on him, but any sort of exacerbated feelings of her infidelity had not even surfaced. His penis throbbed more once his body adjusted and recognized the touch of Darcie's new jugs mashing into his stomach. Darcie pulled back and dried her eyes to see her boyfriend's member rigid and pointing straight to his bellybutton.
"Honey, I'm not upset..." Darcie's lover gently placed two fingers below her chin and raised her head to face him.
"Judging by that growing monster you've got there, you can't be that upset," Heather chimed in.
