A man uses a special Powder of Suggestion on his well-endowed neighbor. Please use the CONTACT tab to send comments. I need them to know where/how to continue.
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Chapter 5: Bobby and Billy
When Becky got home she went straight to Chris's house as she was told to do. There was a note on the door that she should go home and stay there until his return. She was to look for a package on her table when she got there. Becky needed a shower to relax after the day's torrid events. Her life was dramatically changing and becoming very exciting; very exciting indeed.
Becky followed Chris's suggestions and at her house next door she found another note on a package he left for her on the table. It suggested that she would really enjoy wearing the clothes inside the bag. She was instructed to put them on and remain home and go about her day but she was to leave all of her curtains wide open. Chris said he would be back soon. Little did she know but he had installed a wireless 360-degree camera right in the middle of the first floor of her house. He was dying to keep an eye on her and see how his plan progressed.
Becky took the bag and went directly upstairs to shower off. That was her normal routine and she had quite a bit of sex juice to wash off, both on and inside her body. She wanted to be fresh for her next encounters and was delighted to find the lovely peach-colored halter top, that was so lacy thin and see-through some would call it a camisole. She happily put on the cami and the tiny panties that Chris had left for her to wear.
Now, a halter top is usually a very light sleeveless top with a scoop or vee neck and only thin shoulder straps to hold it up. This one in particular was completely see through between the patches of lace. It was a piece of lingerie that did very little to cover or hide anything, or keep one warm for that matter. The straps were incredibly thin, threatening to snap free at any moment. The lovely delicate lace was merely only a pattern to adorn her titties. The scoop neck of this top came all the way down to exactly her nipple height so that any movement by her would free one up, or hide it slightly, depending on which way she moved. It was quite a tantalizing garment and even with it draped over her bosom, you could still clearly see her areola and nipples. The cami stopped just below her breasts, revealing the lower bulge of her firm, tempting young titties.
After her shower, Becky slipped on her thong and top and began to putter around downstairs to pick up around the house. Her bosoms bounced and her hips swung so nicely. She was a delicious sight.
Little did she know, but Chris had hired a couple of the local high school kids to come and clean out his flowerbeds in his back yard. His yard was quite open to that of Becky's backyard and there was nothing to hide the view through the many rear windows of Becky's house to see her puttering around, almost stark naked, inside.
Young Bobby and Billy had no way of anticipating what kind of show was going to be put on for them that day. They were best friends and very horny kids at that. They both considered themselves experts at porn. They particularly liked the perfectly thin and curvy type bodies that Playboy Playmates had and pretty much knew all of the model's names. Just like most kids their age knew every sports player and their statistics, these two knew nude models; their names and measurements. In fact, they must have had a thousand breasts memorized in their libido-ridden brains.
Bobby and Billy would hang out together and watch video games and porn, not really in that order, and would take turns leaving the room sometimes so the other could jack off in privacy. The both did a lot of jacking off and had basically developed a perfect friendship.
Bobby and Billy were only starting to rake the leaves out of the roses when they first spotted Becky. They immediately ducked down and dropped their rakes, trying not to be so obvious as they stared. They were treated to the sight of the backside of Becky Bloom, their neighbor whom they had only previously seen all bundled up in heavy conservative clothing. Her thong made her almost look naked below the waist and allowed them to see her fabulously round ass. What great hips she had and beautiful soft young skin.
They could now appreciate her narrow waist and long thin limbs, which were so delicate and graceful that they were immediately impressed by her beauty. They then began to guess what kind of chest she probably had.
Billy guessed she was an A-cup based on her slender long arms. Bobby said that based on her nice ass and slightly wide hips, that she probably had a small B-cup. They both began to argue about A versus B sized breasts and Billy was beginning to convince Bobby that she was probably smaller, versus larger in the breast department. But then, they quickly became distracted just watching her wiggle her ass as she moved around the house, puttering away. They resisted touching themselves as they stared while pretending they were still gardening.
Then, after a few more minutes of their voyeuristic spying she turned around and completely blew them both away. They just couldn't believe it. They even gasped for breath a little bit. She amazed them with the size of her beautiful swollen breasts; her fabulous full jutting bosoms.
As she moved, her swollen glands swayed from side to side, and bounced around constantly almost popping out of the delicate camisole she was wearing. The cami did very little to obstruct the view of her jiggling bosoms and even her areola; in fact her whole lovely physique was a thing to behold. They had never seen a real live version of their porn babes. She was a fucking knockout and the boys were trembling with horniness. "What a fucking rack she had!" they both thought.
Bobby and Billy immediately began fantasizing about grabbing just one of her breasts with both hands and sucking the hell out of it; squeezing as much as possible so they would never forget her. They both started rapidly talking about her nipples, her areola, the width and weight of them. They were dying to taste her flesh and squeeze her.
Becky was a thing to behold indeed, dressed the way she was. She was made for sex, the innocent desire of any red-blooded man, especially a pubescent hormone-ridden young teenager. She was fucking HOT!
Soon enough, their conversation turned towards comparing her to the models they knew. Like me, they too immediately thought of Alley Baggett, the petite young model known for her jutting upturned nipples and very full breasts on a delicately small physique. Becky had the thin-limbed body of Alley but her breasts were definitely a DD, not just a simple D like Alley's. Of that they both agreed.
It was a tribute to the boys that they could so quickly size up, with some degree of accuracy, a woman's bra cup size. She was totally a DD-cup and they proved themselves to be true experts in that department. Unfortunately, their pubescent male members were suffering from all their visual surveillance. Their lustful thoughts stewed in their veins. Their big young cocks wanted to pop out of their pants.
Billy was in fucking ecstasy staring at her awesome body as she bounced around the house. The grace of her limbs and the slope of her full breasts was like poetry in motion. She was more than a hot body they wanted to fuck; she was a piece of grace that fell from the heavens. She had taken her wings off and walked the earth like a mere mortal. She was beauty personified. Youth, elegance and lust all rolled up into one delicate package. They were totally falling in love.
The boys marveled at the thought of Becky having such massive breasts; tits of steel, and they both also agreed that her nipples were even a little bit thicker and longer than Alley Baggett as well as her areola being maybe a half inch wider in diameter. She was perfect in both of their minds. Just perfect.
Billy then said he really wanted to go beat off. Bobby said to hold off; that they needed to see how long this show could last. They couldn't believe this was going on and were certain she would eventually realize what a show she was putting on and go and get some clothes on. They both agreed to try their best not be noticed staring at her and to stick it out for as long as possible regardless of how stiff their woody's were getting.
Bobby then said that, due to the wonderful volume of her breasts, that maybe she looked more like Cara Rose, an E (or F cup) beauty if he remembered correctly, except that her areola and nipples were far superior. For nipple and areola structure, Sophie Howard, Shay Laren and Fernanda Ferrari came to Bobby's mind.
Her Daddy's-Little-Girl beauty reminded Billy of Jess Kingham, an amazing knockout he had beat off to at least a hundred times. Jess's mammaries had the same gently slope to them due to their weight, but were still just as firm; and the same daddy's-little-girl kind of look. A sophisticated looking beauty who probably loved to fuck just as much as any other young hottie model.
Billy said she had that innocence of Jess Kingham, but also that devilish naughtiness of Alley Baggett, a perfect mixture.
Just then, she bent over to clean the kitchen table and her cami slid to the side with one strap over between her breasts and the other way off to the side of the other one. Both of her breasts were completely jiggling in the air. My God they were swaying and bouncing around almost like they were trying to tease the poor horny boys. As she rubbed the countertop, her breasts smooshed against it's surface. The boys almost blew their loads right there and then. As she stood more vertically, her nipples stood out long and proudly and grazed the countertop; tantalizingly teasing the young boys eyes.
She then walked across the room while her breasts jiggled up and down and sideways and she didn't seem to notice anything odd at all. She seemed to be enjoying herself. Inside she was thinking a little bit how nice it would be when Chris got home and that maybe they would have some fun sex together again.