Moving back to blogger

I'm moving back to blogger! They have caught up in terms of features, giving me topics and once again letting me edit the posting date so I can backdate my stories. And blogger had always been much more responsive than tripod. I hate having to wait so long just to log in and to update my post.

http://ssc-stories.blogspot.com/ 

I'm keeping this as a backup though, in case I ever lose my blogger account.

See you at blogger! 

My Office Colleague - Part 19
Topic: Colleague-Vivian
"Wow you shoot so far! I didn't know can shoot so much and so far!" my chio and busty colleague Vivian exclaimed excitedly.

Looking up at her, seeing the light in her eyes, it was like looking at a little kid who has just been given a new toy. Oh yes, I'm going to give her a piece of candy to suck on! A sexy girl like her who gets so excited when she sees your cock is always a delight! Her excitement and lack of exprience is very endearing. I can anticipate the many things I can do to make her squeal in delight.

It was my first ever cumming in front of her. She has kept me very aroused for more than an hour and it all adds up to a big load of semen, and the release was absolutely mind-numbing. I was starting to recover from it. Her words seemed to indicate that this is not the first time she has seen a guy shoot.

"Won't shoot so far if not for you. Got see a guy cum before?" I probed.

"Got lah! But never really see shoot like this before."

She looked around, her head turning and pony tail flipping around. Her big, round boobs shifted and bobbed under her wet, pink, figure-hugging baby tee-shirt as she did so, drawing my attention back to their size. 34D. With tiny nipples. She's braless under that tee and those erected nipples made 2 little bumps. I reached for them.

"Hey stop pawing them! You animal!" She protested. "Wear back your pants and let's go quickly before someone catch us!"

Damn, those shapely breasts of hers felt really good in my hands. I can feel my little brother starting to come back to life already. But I stuffed it back into my berms and struggled back to my feet. She finished wiping my cum off her tee and tossed away the tissue. I pulled her by her hand and helped her stand up. She over-balanced and toppled onto me, crushing her firm, bouncy breasts onto my chest. She pushed herself off me and smiled shyly. I think she quite enjoyed pressing them on me too.

We decided to go home to carry on with the action. It will be our last fling before her co-tenant move in, and that could have helped motivate her to be bolder. Not that i really intend to stop after that, but it is a good excuse. We continued blading back to my car, the objective is very clear now: get back to my car, drive to her condo and fuck our brains out.

I am not in the habit of going out without underwear, and the sensation of my cock and balls swinging so freely inside my pants is new to me. I tried to block it out, but I am still very horny with her wobbling an arm's length away.

Her massive breasts drew all the attention whenever we pass by anybody. Nobody seem to have noticed the tent in my pants when my brother recovered from its previous ordeal. Nobody would notice anything else with Vivian blading braless. Nobody except me. The swollen cockhead rubbing on the material of my berms was a torture! I stuck both hands in my pockets to make some space and give it a breather, trying to look cool and stylish at the same time. She noticed my hands in my pocket and I had to explain about making space for my stiffy. She giggled. I pinched her nipple and found it very long and hard.

"Ow! Don't disturb me when I'm blading! Wait I fall flat on my face! Then I in front flatten, how?" she protested.

"Who ask you laugh at me? You also erected what!"

"I already look so damn obscene without a bra, whether my nipples erected or not also not much difference. I so obvious; but you don't erect nobody knows you not wearing anything inside!"

"You say you don't usually come out braless right? You will feel funny or not?" I changed the topic.

"A bit paiseh when people notice me and stare at me. And I never exercise without a sports bra. Otherwise I quite used to not wearing a bra at home. You should know what! But this is the first time I see a guy shake his cock in public."

Suan me! I think she is asking for it. All this foreplay must be making her naughty, horny and wet!

"Why never see before? In the past you never get your boyfriends to strip in public before?" I questioned.

At this, she kept quiet for a while before saying that she has not had a boyfriend for a while. The men around her are either those who wants to take advantage of her or dare not approach her. Well she has a point, looking as gorgeous as her, she does have to be careful who she gets intimate with. That also explains why she is so excited and cock-hungry. Not everyone worships her with intentions as pure as mine. I'll be good to her. I'll make her feel good.

We soon reached the drinks stall uncle again. All breasts are not created equal, and breasts that are as big and full as Vivian's, on a slender body like hers, are not seen often. Not even for someone like him who sees many bikini-clad girls every weekend. Not often at all, when they are free-swinging with very visible nipple marks like hers. No wonder his eyes opened so wide that I thought they will pop out. We passed by him without stopping.

The attention Vivian was getting when she's so vulnerable and exposed was making her very uncomfortable. I find her even more desirable than ever before when she is blushing furiously like this. I want to stop her and squeeze her cute and shapely boobs right then and there! But she noticed me staring at her and exclaimed "What! Stop staring at me! I'm feeling so embarassed now!"

"So shy!" I teased her. "But later you still need to go return the blades, you know. They were rented in your name."

"Cannot! That uncle from a distance look at me I so shy already, later how to go face to face to return!"

"If you don't return, they will go your house and collect from you. At home you also braless, they still see the same thing, no difference."

She begged me to return them on her behalf, but why should I risk exposure myself? Why should I stick out my cock for her? I'm not dying to show another guy my man bulge either. What do I get in return? We reached my car and continued to bargain. I stood my ground and refused to do it for her without benefit. She got more nervous the closer we got and caved in to my demand that she ride home with her tee pulled up above her tits.

The problem is, the foxy girl was already pulling it up while I was parking the car.  She shielded her tits with her hands of course, but she made sure I got a good look at her groping her own tits before I stepped out of the car. The sight of the mischievous girl supporting, lifting and weighing her very filled-out breasts brought my penis back to life, very much alive. It was her way to get back at me and leave me with a tent in my pants that I cannot easily get rid of. I had to hold the pair of blades in front of my groin to hide the bulge from view when I walked into the shop to return the blades. I turned around and left in a hurry, back to the scantily-clad goddess waiting in my car.

Of course her tee was down when I came back to the car. I didn't think that she would still want to attract that kind of attenion when alone in a public place like the carpark without her bra. She grinned at me when she saw that my erection has yet to subside. I ignored her teasings and would not reply when she asked if anybody noticed. I will have my revenge when we get back to office. I will make her strut around braless everyday.

She would not let me pull up her tee until we filtered onto the expressway. Sure, she has her promise to fulfill and I intend to go through with it, but I can let her get used to the public attention slowly. Some girls adjust poorly to the feeling of being like a goldish in a fish tank, and I want to be sure I don't frighten her off.

On the expressway whizzing past slower-moving vehicles, her tee made it up past her perky breasts at last. She pulled it up with one hand and her other forearm draped across her nipples for modesty. The seat belt is now in the valley of her cleavage, where I'm going to put my cock later. This is such a good view that I must share with other people.

Sample 34D
Topic: blog
34D breasts on a slender body do exist in Singapore, though rare. Here's a sample to whet your appetite until I have time to complete my story.
Miss Singapore Universe 2006 Winner.

My original stories
I enjoy writing erotica in my free time. Stories written in a local setting are much easier for us to appreciate, and I owe much to local greats such as One Eye Snake, Tension68 and Superdude (from tokcok.com).

Here's my little contribution to readers who like stories set in Singapore.

Stories have been tagged by topic on the left column.
Story 1: The story of my friend
Story 2: The story of Janice
Story 3: The story of my office colleague


These stories of intimate encounters with the women in our lives, including colleagues, friends and neighbours, are entirely original. Any coincidence with any persons living or dead are all entirely in your imagination only.

My Office Colleague - Part 1
Topic: Colleague-Vivian
There is a new girl on my team. Vivian is a marketing executive who drives us very hard to deliver what she has committed to the customers. I normally hate that in a marketing guy, but she is generous with her treats, often buying us starbucks coffee when we work late, sometimes dinner as well. It helps tremendously that she is young and gorgeous, with 34D boobs that bounce hypnotically when she laughs. And she laughs loud and often. Did I mention that she gives out treats often to boost our morale? I love it when we are hunched the same table poring over the documentation because I will sometimes have a good downblouse view of her snow white alps.

She has a very Japanese look and is every bit as kawaii as those you see on TV. She is irresistible when she pouts, her small mouth and full lips look like they are made for kissing. Or for sucking cock. Her eyes are big and expressive, and they sparkle when we tell her we are able to meet her very tight schedule. With that kind of face and body, how can we not commit to the schedule and to work closely with her? She works long hours and end the day with either pubbing or burning those calories off in the gym when she's not drinking. Her exercises paid off, her legs are long and slender, her butt fleshy and perky, and she looks very good in a low riding jeans that reveal the 2 dimples on her lower back.

My team consists mostly of developers and we customise our products to suit whoever she is trying to sell our services to. I would rather she buy my services for her own pleasure. She is new, but already very successful at clinching deals. I bet her breasts help her a lot. We are all under the spell of her boobs and are all working harder than for the previous marketing executive. We can't see much during the work week as her clothes tend to cover up properly, but she dresses more casually on Fridays. She wore a white polo tee and jeans last Friday and I got a good view of her purple bra and the round orbs that are porcelain white. The valley between her mountains is deep, and the bottom of the valley is hidden by the shadows. I could hardly concentrate on the discussion. Did she notice how distracted I was? Did she know how good a view the few of us are getting?

We went out to buy dinner for the team last Friday. Her treat, of course, we are all buddy-buddy with her and we know she is paid a lot better than us. We are not shy to let her buy us dinner all the time because we know her commission is good and she can well afford the treats. More importantly, it is her way of buying favour with us to meet her ridiculous deadlines, and she has already promised to buy us as many rounds of drinks as we want when the whole project is finished. We went out in my car and we talked cock all the way there and back. It is hard to not like her sunny disposition, even when I'm not looking at her breasts. But I can hardly resist looking at her breasts when she has pulled on the seat belt and it cuts between them, pressing on them and emphasizing their shape. When we got the dinner, we walked back to the car with 1 plastic bag each. Opening the rear doors from both sides, we bent down and packed them into the rear seat.

She caught me looking into her tee and scolded me, "Wah just now in office haven't seen enough ah? See whole day already still want to see?"

I blushed, embarrassed to have been caught in the act of gazing into her cleavage.

She laughed and told me, "Don't drool too much, haven't get back to office yet you already got so much saliva! Quick leh, faster start the car, I hungry liao."

She's very aware of her sexual appeal and the effect she is having on us, and she's really cool about it. I decided to be brave and test how cool she really is.

"Just now you know I was looking ah?"

"Of course know lah, not just you, the others all pretending also. All like never see before like that!" She had a mischievous grin on her face

"They look so nice, hard to resist."

"See until cannot concentrate right! Later don't see so much can? Concentrate and quickly finish up! Every night work until so late really no joke. Later I still want to go gym."

She's still cool about the view she's giving us. She changed the topic to her workout sessions, telling me about her Orchard Road gym membership. I complained that I missed my weekly basketball game with my kakis because I was working on her project, and she invited me to go with her at her premium gym. Now I can't wait to finish up and and go with her to see her bounce!

My Office Colleague - Part 2
Topic: Colleague-Vivian
Our team finally finished working after 9pm, and we packed up to go home. Most of them are going home to get much needed rest, while I went to the gym with my busty colleague Vivian. She's still young and energetic, and I'm energetic because I will get the chance to see her in her tight-fitting gym attire.

I changed into my tee and shorts and waited outside the changing room for her. The sight of her in a tight-fitting lycra tee and shorts set brought my penis to life. This is the first time I have ever seen her in shorts, and the muscles on her long legs are as well-toned as I imagined they will be. I like women who are slender enough that their legs are visibly less fleshy at the point where they join the body, such that there is a hollow at her groin. The triangle formed between her pussy and her legs was tantalising!

The best part is still her breasts, the sheer size of 34D on her slender body drawing attention from men around us. Her tee opens a bit at the neckline and shows just a little bit of cleavage. A little bit for most girls, but the way her tee is stretched over her twin peaks, it opens up quite a bit more. The cleft at the base of her breasts can be seen clearly, that Y shape formed on her chest between her breasts, where the 2 mounds are pressed together to form a little triangle between them. I forced myself to look away from that Y before my erection grew too obvious.

She turned and walked towards the aerobics rooms, and I could see her pantylines on her bum. Her buttocks are fleshy enough for my taste, rounded and high with no signs of sagging. Again I could see through the triangle at her pussy and could not help but imagine running my finger through it. Really have to stop thinking of such things! Luckily, the briefs I was wearing today is tight enough to hold in my rising cock down, as it will be embarrasing to be spotted with an erection in public! It was pretty uncomfortable, though.

We finished work too late, and there were no more classes at this time. She decided to just run and do some light weights. She was disappointed because she is paying so much for this gym because of the aerobics classes and the way instructors push them to work harder and burn more fats. I was disappointed because I would not be seeing her bounce as much as I had hoped for. Even though we were running side by side on the treadmills, I could hardly find excuses to keep turning my head to ogle at her cleavage! So while we were doing warmups and stretching, I took the opportunity to look as much as I could. Her tee shows much cleavage, but there is much more still hidden within! I tried not to imagine myself running my prick between the narrow gap between her breasts, hugged tightly by her soft and firm boobies! Bouncy, smooth, snowy white, with hard nipples at the tip surrounded by dark areola... Stop thinking!

She was wearing a tight sports bra that managed to hold down her big breasts and support them while she was on the treadmill. They still bounced rhythmically with her strides. The movements they make are truly amazing. From my direction I could only see them bobbing up and down, but I know that the view from the front will see them swing side to side also. I was glad we were running side by side and not facing each other, at least I could get my erection to deflate such that I could run more normally. It was a relief, and yet a disappointment. She did not run for long, only enough to break a sweat and put a little blush into her cheeks. Turning to me, she rasped out, "I'm not running anymore, I'm going to do some weights."

Her breathless voice roused my penis, which was getting ready to go and sleep. When I fuck her I will make her even more breathless, I was telling myself. She sauntered off to the weights stations and did some bench press exercises. It was not long before one of the male instructors came over to chat with her. I bet she attracts a lot of attention in the gym with her swinging bosoms. I had been thinking to join her at the weights machine when I have warmed up a little more, someone else has beat me to it. From her expression it was obvious that she did not welcome his attention, and I stepped off the treadmill, to her rescue. He was standing behind her to spot for her, guiding her arms as she pushed the weights up, steadying her. All very proper, as a helpful instructor might do. Except that from his angle he was getting a very good view down her cleavage. I know that he was enjoying the view, taking in the changes in the shape of her breasts as her arms moved up and down, compressing her breasts and letting them relax in turn. I started talking to her as though we had not stopped our conversation, and she was quick to pick it up. Seeing our familiarity and how quickly we resumed our chat, and how little attention we paid him, he left after a while.

"Thanks, you can be so sweet." What a compliment from her!

"Couldn't stand the way he's hanging around you when you obviously don't like his company"

"Yah lor! He pesters me everytime I come here! Still haven't seen enough even after I'd been here so many times!"

"How to see enough? So chio like you, see how many times also not enough."

She looked at me with a mischievous grin. "Is that why you came over? To have a good look yourself?"

A bit stunned by her directness, I fumbled. "Err... no lah, hero save the beauty mah."

I went behind her to hide my growing erection from her. Standing near her while she's sitting down with her cleavage exposed is definitely having an effect on me. I tried to do some weights and to take my mind off her figure. We finished up and went for a shower. On the way home, she asked me if guys walk around the mens changing room naked. I didn't really pay attention, but I think they mostly wrap towels around their waist. She told me that there are a lot of the women walk around nude. I wanted to ask her if they look at how big her breasts are, and if any had been nasty towards her, but dared not. She told me that some even blow dry their hair naked! Huh... hair on their head or hair below? And is she shaved or furry? Better don't ask her...

I drove her to her home, halfway across the island from mine. But I didn't mind. I like the way the seat belt of the passenger car pressed between her mighty bosoms and I was enjoying our chat. She lives in a rented condo alone, at age 25. Told you she's well paid enough to be buying us dinner regularly. Just before she left, I asked her if she wanted to go for a swim. She blinked at me like an animal caught in the headlights of a car, surprised. I could almost hear the gears spinning in her head as she weighed what my intentions were, and if she was ready to show me even more of herself. My intentions were less than honourable, I can assure you. She suggested going for a swim during lunch one of these days, as I do sometimes.

It will be a short swim, but I will get to see her in her bikini! Something to look forward to.

My Office Colleague - Part 3
Topic: Colleague-Vivian
Life is good when you are hanging around with a big-breasted chiobu everyday. It's even better when you are engaging in physical activities with her.

I have a habit of going swimming during lunch once a week. It's one way to keep my body tanned and maintain my fitness despite my hectic work schedule. There is a public swimming pool near our office that is usually deserted during lunch, when kids are still travelling to or from school. It's a nice getaway from the pressure of work, if only for an hour. My busty colleague Vivian went swimming with me today, and believe me, it was a struggle to remain a gentleman when with her. We agreed to meet outside the changing rooms before going into the pool, then moved quickly to make the most of our lunch hour.

I had just changed into my trunks and finished locking up my stuff in the locker when I caught sight of her in her orange bikini. It's pretty conservative, the top is like a halter and the straps are almost as broad too, not the string bikini I was hoping for. She's showing a lot more than I have seen of her, of course. A bikini is a bikini now matter how conservative it is. The bikini bottom is like a panty, showing amazingly long legs. No cameltoe. Damn. Maybe I will get to see them later. My eyes were torn between feasting on her breasts and the material at the edge of her bikini wrinkled at her crotch. Her breasts are swaying a little as she walked towards me, especially as she walked down the 2 steps towards the locker area.

Trying to remain a gentleman, I turned my eyes elsewhere, to her marvelously flat abs, with toned abs muscles that show up when she turn her body. Not helping much. When she turns and stuffs her bag into her locker, I got to see how the back of her bikini bottom stretch over her wide hips and leave the bottom of her bums exposed, pale and white like new moon crescents! If she's wearing a thong, her fleshy buns will be like 2 full moons! With her figure and long hair, she's like a nymph. Maybe she will fuck like a nymphomaniac. Ok, I really have to find something else to think about before a get a big bulge in my trunks. That will be extremely obvious and embarrassing.

I applied sunblock on myself while deciding how many laps to swim. I tried not to look at her twin peaks jutting out from her chest, her arms pulled back and tying up her long hair, squeezing them into a swimming cap. I tried not to think of how exposed, vulnerable and inviting her breasts were, just inches from my face. I tried not to scan for nipple shapes. I tried to keep cool and to finish applying sunblock quickly so I can walk away from her before my erection showed. She finished tying up her long hair and asked me to put some sunblock on her shoulders and back. More torture for me.

Rubbing onto her neck and shoulders, I could feel the firmness and tenderness of her skin. Here was one who seldom sees the sun, whose skin remains unblemished by burns, still smooth and soft like a baby's skin. She told me she usually swim during the early morning or night to avoid darkening her skin. She is one of those Chinese who can be described as having a porcelain complexion, and her breasts are almost white in colour! Standing behind her, I was getting a fantastic downblouse view over her shoulders, looking into her deep cleavage within her bikini top. There is no stopping my rising erection now, and I was past caring! I My fingers were tingling with anticipation when I moved down her back, applying sunblock.

My hands moved to the sides of her body and she lifted her arms slightly to let me move in. Stroking from her wasp-like waist up to almost her armpit and down again, I marvelled at how slender she is, while she's so big in front. I could feel her ribs under her skin easily. My fingers strayed onto the sides of her breasts and she squirmed away. They feel so soft! She told me she's ready for a swim and took a few steps towards the pool before turning back. I quickly turned around to hide my raging hardon, putting my lotion into the locker, but I was too late. She was already giggling, having noticed the huge bulge in the little triangle of my speedos. It's making a tent and pushing my trunks away from my body, leaving a gap at the waist where I could look down and see my own pubic hair. It's almost pushing its way out , stopped only by the band of my trunks.

"Phew! You're normal. I thought you have no response when with me!" She giggled.

She's enjoying the effect she has on me. Quite the cock-tease, isn't she?

"Next time you wear a g-string bikini and I will show you my response!" I dared her.

"Next time see how lor. You lucky today not many people around. Let others see you like this very paiseh. Faster go inside water before people notice"

I raised my eyebrow when she said next time, but I walked as calmly and quickly to the water and dropped in, without much attention from the few sunbathers. Once I was in, she started walking, her boobs swaying tantalizingly and got a few stares. I guess it's not often that they see such hotties at the local public pools. She teased me for staring and started poking me in the ribs. That started a lovely round of chasing and poking underwater, and it feels totally out of this world to be chasing a water nymph, groping her thigh and waist. I dared not grope her tits yet, much as I would want to. It feels strange to be swimming with a huge hardon, scooping water into my trunks through the opening at the waist.

We tried to do some serious swimming before our lunch hour was up. It was fascinating watching her swim though, especially when she swam the breast stroke and I was underwater to see her breasts change shape. What a name, breast stroke. I told her to go up first, and I did another 2 laps. By the time I was done, she was already showering in the ladies and I had managed to cool down enough to get out of water without an unsightly bulge. I had a good view at the edge of the pool, seeing her climb up the edge without using the ladders. Her bikini bottom rode up her butt crack and she paused to pull out the material from between her butt cheeks. She attracted the attention of the same guys as she sashayed to the lockers.

We grabbed a quick lunch before returning to office. She looked delicious in her lime green spaghetti top with her lacy green bra strap showing. I love to see matching bra straps exposed. She did not wear back her jacket after the swim and I continued my good view during lunch. She dropped a morsel of food on her exposed tits in her hurry to finish and I had to stifle a laugh while she tried to wipe herself as discreetly as possible.

We must go swimming more often. It's a very good morale booster.

My Office Colleague - Part 4
Topic: Colleague-Vivian
Our project is finally completed and Vivian, our busty marketing executive, treated the team to drinks as thanks for our help. Our team consists of 5 guys, and she is the only girl to be drinking with us. I think we have really built up quite a rapport and trust over the last few weeks, because she got quite drunk and had to be sent home. After the visual feast she gave us, it took a lot of self-control on our part to not take advantage of her.

She wore a tube and pants that night, and we got a pretty good view because her jacket was off. Her tube looks a bit strained by her 34D melons and left the base of her cleavage exposed, that Y-shaped cleft I love to see. Everyone was in a celebratory mood, jokes and beer flowed unceasingly. She had always been one to laugh loud and hard, and she really laughed herself red in the face tonight. Her twin peaks vibrated with her breathless giggles and throaty laughter, the guys jabbed each other in the ribs and we all took notice of the effect our jokes was having on her. Even the most quiet person on our team tried his best to get her to laugh even more. Perhaps the alcohol helped, because she laughed harder and more often than when she was in the office. She bent over and hugged her sides, her breasts hanging down shaking as she laughed and threatening to spill out. One of the guys discreetly took photos with his handphone.

We played drinking games and she accused us of conspiring to get her drunk. She made me promise to send her home safely, with the rest of the guys as witnesses. If anything happens to her, we all know whose fault it is. None of us took her seriously. She could hold her drink pretty well, but 1 girl against 5 guys does not stand a chance after a whole night of free-flowing beer. Her face, neck and breasts were flushed and red when she's drunk. She was totally wasted by the time we were ready to leave and we had to support her all the way to my car.

I drove with the windows open so that the fresh air can revive her a little. As her designated driver, I drank the least and could still drive safely. Not sure if I will pass the traffic police test, but getting the chance to send her home was worth the risk! My previous girlfriend just could not understand why I found her 36C breasts so attractive. Being an innocent girl, she just could not understand how a man's mind works and was not very turned on by my breast fetish. I had tried my best to explain, but she had never bought into the idea and could never satisfy me fully. There was always the sense that she was holding back. This girl is different. She's even bigger and she is well aware of her charms and knows how to use them. The sexual tension between us was keeping me on edge, wondering how far I can push the boundaries without straining our working relationship. Now that the project is finished, we might be able to bring this to a new level.

Driving to her home on the expressway with her asleep beside me, it was all I could do to keep from reaching out my left hand to grope her breasts. There was literally nobody else who could see what I was doing and she is probably too far gone to feel anything. I was quite against taking advantage of a drunk girl, especially when we are colleagues. She had been teasing me in private about giving me an erection that time we went swimming, but I still wouldn't want to do anything to upset her. By the time we have reached her housing estate however, I was about to lose the mental tug-of-war with my smaller head and reached out my hand. She suddenly started scratching her breasts and digging under the seat belt, scratching at her cleavage. Was she really drunk or is she just a very good actress?

Driving into her rented condo, the security guard looked at me suspiciously but waved me on and did not even bother to take down my identity. I could have raped her while she was drunk for all he cared, so what if he was paid to protect her. I parked the car and tried to wake her. Half asleep, she could not even walk properly, but she was awake enough to tell me her unit number.

She leaned heavily on me as I walked her to the lift, her heavy boobs pressing against my body. My cock almost bursting with the heavenly sensation, I spent more time looking down into her cleavage than looking forward. She slid down when I let go of one hand to press the lift button. In my hurry to catch hold of her, my hand wrapped itself around her body and closed on her breast! I let go in shock and she continued her fall, ending up sitting on the floor. She slapped my leg and complained that I did not hold her properly. Ok, I will hold her more securely now. The sensation was actually more of her bra cup than her breast, now I will make sure I touch the real thing. I grabbed her arm with one arm and one of her breasts with the other, hoisted her to her legs and into the lift. Now I could feel her strapless bra move a little as I pulled her up and her tube shifted up as well. Once she was standing, I smoothed them down again and pulled her tube a bit further down more than it was originally, exposing the black cups of her bra.

In the lift, she pressed her fleshy tits on my chest, leaning on me for support and mumbling some nonsense. She must have been wearing one of those maximisers with very rigid cups. I prefer those soft and lacy bras that would let me feel her firmness and softness. I stroked her back, feeling her bra strap, my fingers stroking their way to her armpit. The door opened on her floor just as I was at where I stopped that time when I put sunblock lotion on her. With a sigh of disappointment, I pushed her away from our hug and supported her so that it will be easier for us to walk, one hand still cupping her breast. I squeezed it another time before we walked out of the lift.

I know that she lives alone and we would not be bothered. If I wanted to remove her top, she might not know. If she throws up, I would have the excuse to strip her tube off and clean her up properly. Especially in her empty apartment, there is much that I can do and get away with, but I dumped her on her bed and left the room before anything happened. I still did not feel good taking too much advantage of her. Getting a free grope is different from deliberately undressing her. And I did not want to risk getting her upset, especially now that we had been getting closer.

She had a few bras hanging on a clothesrack. That's how i knew her size. 34D. I wanted to bring one of them home with me, but I would be the obvious suspect if she realised she lost one. Too obvious. Most of them had rigid cups. Maximisers or pushup bras, I think. Not that she needs them, I think. Already so big and still want to enlarge? One day I will see for myself how big they really are without the support.

Then next morning she came over to ask me if I really did not do anything to her while she was drunk. Of course I did not do anything. I only teased her that she "threw" herself at me and collapsed on me, so I had to support her with my body. She just said, "Orrr... like that only. Good boy, give you a treat next time."

Yeah, next time I will get her to willingly give me the treats I could have gotten last night.

My Office Colleague - Part 5
Topic: Colleague-Vivian
I love to shop with cute and big-breasted women. There is plenty to look at, sometimes you get extra discounts or bonuses if you are nice to them.

My busty colleague Vivian called me up one Saturday afternoon to ask if I can help her buy a router, because she heard that it is the in thing and everybody's surfing wirelessly on routers at home. I was lazing at home, recovering from the project that we have just completed and did not really have anything planned that day. When does she want it? Now? I don't mind rushing down to help her and score some points.

So I drove to Sim Lim Square where she is and called her on her mobile. She's in one of the shops looking for bargains. Now that is surprising. She usually need a lot of help with computers and she just is not interested in such stuff. She must be very bored. I found her stuck in one of the very crowded shops selling CDRs. Surrounded by men who are trying to squeeze past her, she is oblivious to them and is reading the fine print on a pack of discs. Squeeze is the word. Everyone is packed tight as sardines in a can, and squeezing is sometimes the only way to move. Some of them are sincerely trying to not rub against her backside as they shuffle past her, but she is giving very attractive freebies to bargain hunters who are not as shy. I saw a guy stopping for a while to look over her shoulder and down into her cleavage. She tried to lean forward to avoid contact with those behind her, but that is quite futile in a shop as crowded as this. I smirked and thought to myself that I will be very happy to get so close to a chio bu like her if I were just another shopper.

I called her name and she smiled brightly at me. Dropping what she was looking at, she squeezed her way out, her twin peaks clearing the way before her. Guys took care to avoid coming into accidental contact with them, fearing to be labelled as perverts and molesters. So would I, if I were seeing her the first time. Her confident demeanour, cute face and her 34Ds on a slight frame tend to overawe people who see her for the first time. She practically hopped up to me, her twin milk bags swaying quite a bit. I tried very hard not to look down into her open cleavage and tried my best to talk to her instead of to her breasts.

We chatted as we made our way to my favourite shops to find her a suitable router. She was in a white Guess polo-tee which was a bit see-thru and her red bra was very visible. Her denim mini-skirt was shorter than anything she would wear to work, and showed off her long legs very well. She was much more girlish and feminine today than when in the office. Something about her is different today, she is a very good mood. Must be the weekend. She is a lot more attractive than the models who are sometimes employed to sell products, and needless to say attracted a lot of attention wherever she went. My balls swelled with pride as she walked beside me. My cock was swelling with every bounce of her boobs, and they seem to be bouncing a lot more than usual. I think her lace bra is a lot softer than what she usually wear to work.

Her cleavage proved a great help in bargaining down the price. Which male salesperson could resist her smiles, friendly tones, her tendency to touch your arm from time to time as she talks to you, her open cleavage showing her milky white breasts and just a little bit of her red bra? I took the opportunity to buy some other components that I had wanted to, and got a bit more of a discount as well. The shopkeeper knew me and this was the first time I had ever shopped at his place with a girl, and what a stunning girl she is! He was clearly envious of me, especially after looking at her displayed mammaries.

"So you know how to set it up?" I asked her when we are done shopping.

"I was hoping you can help me. You know me lah... I'm not very good with hardware."

"Can, but today I busy." I lied. I have plotted a way to get into her house again, and a chance for us to get to know each other better. "Tomorrow morning can? I meeting a friend later."

"Still have to wait until tomorrow morning! Ok lah. Come earlier! I make breakfast for you.

"Wah so good! After that we go swimming ok? You swim in the morning only right?"

"Orrr... You plotted everything nicely already har? Ok lor, come for a swim. I will lend you my towel."

I fantasized about her lending me her wet towel after having wiped her naked body with it, and then I wipe it all over myself. But this is not the kind of thing to tell her now. This kind of opportunity must not be wasted! Her mini-skirt and see-thru top is very tempting and I suggested that we walk around for a while as I still have half an hour before I need to go off. We somehow ended in a lingerie shop nearby.

"So you gonna show me your g-string bikini?" I asked her.

"Why, you will show me your erec... i mean reaction is it?" She blushed furiously over her slip of tongue.

"Show you also can."

"But I don't have leh, I only have normal bikini."

I offered to buy her a set, but she has no idea where to get them. My cock was throbbing at her willingness to show me. I bought her a new bra and g-string instead. Both were very see-thru and the bra would do nothing to hold up her heavy breasts, and very little to cover them. The girl in the shop told her as much. I can't wait until tomorrow morning to see her in them. If I play my cards right, I can get a very good deal for the lingerie I'm buying her.

We parted company when the half hour is up. I do have my script to follow. I think it will be hard for me to sleep tonight.

My Office Colleague - Part 6
Topic: Colleague-Vivian
My strategy of self-restraint may be paying off soon. Things would have gone badly between us if I had taken advantage of my chio bu colleague Vivian while she was drunk that night, but now she's clearly as eager as I am to go beyond our verbal foreplay into something much more physical. With a cute and energetic girl like her, having her as a willing partner will be infinitely more enjoyable than if taken unconscious.

My plotting seems to be working and I will now get my chance to have a swim with her in her condo, minus the time constraints of work and with more privacy. Vivian has promised to go for a morning swim with me after I have set up her condo with a wireless network. I can hardly wait to rub sunblock all over her again. I should also get to see that see-thru lingerie we bought together yesterday. When a woman buys see-thru lingerie with you, it can only be to wear it for you.

She has a habit of swimming at 9 in the morning, before the sun comes up and darkens her skin. So I made an effort to drag myself out of bed and drove to her condo much earlier than I would have liked on a Sunday morning. I was actually still half-asleep when I buzzed her doorbell. She was still rubbing her eyes with one hand as she opened her door with the other.

"Oh you're here already? I just woke up. Come in come in."

It was then that I noticed what she was wearing. She was wearing a white tee-shirt and shorts, and I can see the 2 nipple marks on her chest. That woke me up rapidly. She held onto the door with one hand, as she waved me in with the other, her eyes shut as another yawn overtook her. Her breasts shifted under her tee and it was obvious that she was not wearing a bra. Walking past her into her apartment, I passed by her nipples with perhaps an inch to spare between us. It is the most intimate encounter I have ever had with her thus far. Though showing less skin than when in her orange bikini, she is looking a lot more exposed. The sight of her so indecently-dressed is turning me on a lot more than that night when I sent her home, her boobs pressing onto me but still within her maximiser bra.

She locked the door and turned back towards me, then stopped to suppress another yawn, her chest expanding and pushing her nipples out. I can vaguely see the dark area of her nipple and areola through her white tee. I can definitely see the shape of her 2 eraser-sized nipples on her globes, the material of her tee hanging off them, falling a little into that great chasm between her 34D breasts. It was a while before she recovered from her yawn and realised what I was staring at.

"Oh sorry, I just woke up and I..." She explained, a bit awkwardly, as though trying to find the right words to use. She gestured with one hand as though to help with the explanation, but if it was meant to convey any meaning, it was all lost on me. Her breast quivered when she gestured. She shifted one foot, scratched her hair, and gave her tee a little downward tug as though to cover herself better, but it only pulled on her nipple and gave me a lump in my throat. "I usually sleep braless... it's more comfortable this way. Do you want me to go put something on?"

"No don't. I mean... It's ok I don't mind at all. There is no need to cover up. Err... Just woke up right? I understand... I..."

She sniggered at my enthusiastic reply, seemingly recovered from her unease.

"You sure you don't mind this?" She gestured at her nipples. "I don't usually put on a bra when at home, because I live alone."

I took a deep breath and tried to be more diplomatic this time. "Don't bother about me, just do what you usually do when you're at home. Be as comfortable as you want to be."

She winked at me and pretended to peel off her tee-shirt.

"Make yourself comfortable as well. Give me a minute to wash up and I'll make you some breakfast. Coffee and toast ok with you?"

"Can I have fresh milk instead?"

"NO!"

She walked into the kitchen while I watched her from behind. That pair of shorts she is wearing looks really tiny and fitting, her tee reaching down to cover most of it and only the very bottom of it was visible. Her long legs look really good. She tied up her long hair and started washing her face and brushing her teeth, her breasts wobbling from her movements. I was too far away to see much and did not want to go too near right now. A couple of minutes of that braless shaking, to see them bang and collide against each other while she brush her teeth would be reward enough for my help, but girls don't generally like to be scrutinized when they are cleaning up, so I kept my distance. Seeing a gorgeous and half-naked girl going through such mundane tasks is making me hard as a rock down there!

Making myself look useful, I started setting up the network while she was making breakfast. She came over to see how I was doing. It was hard for me to concentrate when her braless breasts and nipples are wobbling only inches away from my eyes. They look very firm and round, I could see them in their natural shape, without the support of her maximisers. I made an effort to focus on the task at hand, knowing that she has no intention of covering up and I still had my chance to ogle all I wanted later on. I guided her through what she needed to do, and her breasts bobbed up and down as we went through the motions of plugging in and setting everything up. Her nipples are more prominent now, perhaps erected from the coldness of her air-con. I love her air-con. I would love to rub her nipples between my thumb and finger.

Without a bra, her breasts move with every action she takes. Her breasts swing to her side when she shifts her weight and leaned to one side, supporting herself with her hand. When she stands up and sits down, her breasts bob up and down. It is difficult to talk to her when her breasts seem to have a life of their own. She is aware that I'm talking to her breasts, and notices my gaze, but she ignores it, letting me ogle all I want. It was not long before we got everything up and running. She cheered for joy and pumped her hands into the air, waving them around and causing her tits to shake hypnotically. She dashed into the kitchen and came back with breakfast, her breasts wobbling, set down the coffee and toast and sat down heavily beside me, sending her breasts swinging wildly again. I was basically paralysed until they stopped moving.

"Where's the fresh milk?" I asked.

"No milk today, only coffee."

Well, maybe next time. We surfed the net on her laptop, sitting side-by-side, eating breakfast. She's still braless and her breast knocked against my arm a few times as we surfed together and crowded around the screen. The first time it happened, I almost coughed out my coffee when I felt her softness against my forearm but she gave no sign that she felt anything. It was like a boyfriend-girlfriend situation, she was totally comfortable being so scantily-clad with me, except that we had not been this close until very recently. Our status is still uncertain.

It was time to go swimming, before the sun really gets too hot.

"Will you be wearing your g-string bikini? I will show you my response to that." I reminded her of the dare I made when we last went swimming.

"Don't want lah, wait police come. I show you my string bikini instead. I wear it only when swimming at home."

Ok, one step at a time. I want her to remain comfortable and not threatened. We will get changed and I will put sunblock on her tits this time.

We got changed separately and went down to her condo pool.