Author's note: the following story is pure fiction and any resemblance to real people is purely coincidental. This story contains explicit material and any reader who is not over the age of 18
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"So why are you here tonight?" I asked, looking at the woman sitting on the couch across from me in the studio. She had said that her name was Tracie and she was 28 years old. She was attractive though not beautiful. Mostly though she was big. I guessed that she was 5' 11" or six feet even maybe and probably weighed no less than 200 pounds. She was dressed in a nice cream-colored brocade suite that didn't give a hint of whatever was under it.
"I think I have the world's largest natural breasts" she said "and I thought you might have the contacts I need to get it checked out for the book of world records."
I was the host of the nation's first sex talk and porno channel, the only television channel currently licensed to broadcast full frontal male and female nudity as well as penetration. That gave me the leeway to broadcast what most of the viewers wanted to see ... horny people satisfying their lusts. I said "Yeah, I know Perry has the number for the Guinness people and we can get that for you. Show us your boobies, honey."
She started unfastening the buttons on the brocade jacket, saying "I don't know if they have such a category yet but I understand there is a set procedure for adding categories." She pulled the jacket back to her shoulders and lifted the white satin bra, which was a huge holster. Her tits were revealed in all their glory.
"Holy mackerel" I said. "Those are some huge hooters. Are they all natural?"
"Yes, they are completely natural. You want to check them out?"
"Yeah. Come over here, hon, and let me test those things." She got up and walked around the broadcast booth and I turned so that she stopped right between my legs. If I had pressed forward, I would have had a face full of titties. I reached out both hands and took hold of her right globe and began to carefully maneuver my fingers so that I could feel the makeup of the tit. For sure there was nothing that felt even remotely like an implant but I was taking my time and inspecting all of her boob. When I finished that one, I switched and began to knead her left one.
"Have these things ever lactated, sweetheart?"
"Not for nursing purposes but yes, it is easy to get them to produce milk. I was a contributor to the Human Milk Banking Association. Its hard to get my tits to stop once they are started. If you wanted to get them going, all you'd have to do is suck on the nipple for about ten minutes and you'd get milk."
"Really? That is ... really sexy, sugar. I'd like to try that."
"Okay, you can."
"I'll save that until later, okay. What size do you say your boobs are?"
"Well, I have to have my bras special made and they are sixty-four triple M."
"Sixty-four triple M. Wow! That is big. Now how about showing us your ass, sweetie."
Without batting an eye, she pushed her skirt and panties down and I got a flash of brown curly pubic hair over her pussy just as she was turning to show her ass to me. She was big, as I knew she would be, a real broad but she had a fairly well defined waist and her buttocks were rounded nicely even if they were outsized. That made the package very attractive. I said "Do you mind if I touch it?"
"No, that's all right" she replied over her shoulder. She had bent over and put her hands on her knees so that I had better access to her ass and the cameras could see what I saw. I took her hips in both hands and slowly worked my hands all over her ass, finally reaching the spot where the curve of her globes met the downward trend of her legs. Between her legs the puffy lips of her pussy were plainly visible and I let my fingertips "innocently" stroke them while I continued to rub the contours of her ass. I felt her shiver slightly and said "Wow, honey, that's a really nice ass. I would love to have a piece of that."
"Would you?" she asked, looking over her shoulder.
"Yeah, I would. Do you mind?"
"No, that's okay" she said.
I stood, pushing my chair back a few inches to give me room. My pants were specially made for just such an opportunity and with one tug on a Velcro strip, they opened and fell to the floor. Since I was not wearing any underwear, my raging ten-inch hard-on snapped up looking for a conquest. I pointed it at her pussy and rubbed it up and down her crease, letting our combined juices lubricate the shaft. Then I eased forward and my spear was welcomed into a soft, warm, slick environment. Just as I pushed against her buttocks, I spread my legs so the permanent floor camera could do its work. I glanced over to one of the high mounted monitors and saw the root of my tool surrounded by her fleshy opening. It was a hot sight and my brain loved all the sensations it was receiving. I started to pump her slowly.
"Hey, Paulie?" The voice was from Perry, my producer.