Another Night Out
By Helia bounce_69@hotmail.com


I turned into the parking lot, waiting for a second as some fellow bar-goers 
walked by, namely two guys and a girl. All three looked at me, looking into 
my little yellow VW bug. I smiled and gave my car a little gas and puttered 
into the already quite full parking lot. I turned into a vacant spot and 
stopped, put the car in park, turned off the engine, pulled the keys from 
the ignition and dropped the keys in my purse that was sitting in the vacant 
passenger seat. Yup, I was out on my own tonight. Typically I could talk one 
of my friends in coming along to the bar but everyone had been lame and 
decided to stay home. Either that or they had dates and were going out on 
the town, with a guy friend, dinner and dancing somewhere posh (unlike the 
"singles" bar I was going to) and maybe some nice kissing and hugging 
afterwards.

I opened the car door and threw one leg out, one bare leg up to my mid-thigh 
for I was wearing a short black leather skirt. The heel of my red pump hit 
the concrete and I started the process of getting out of my vehicle. I put 
my left hand on the roof line, grabbing the door frame securely, then 
wrapped as much of my right arm about my gigantic boobs that were bulging in 
my blue short-sleeve top. I pulled with my left and pushed with my right, 
making my boobs swell in the v-slot gap in my top. I slowly slid my butt 
across the cloth seat as I struggled to squeeze my immense tits out of the 
vehicle. They squished against the steering wheel, jammed against it. I felt 
my nipples pressing against the wheel, already aroused by my steering and 
turning the wheel against them as I drove down here, now they fattened even 
more as they dragged against the hard wheel.

One giant tit popped free, then the other tit popped free from their 
confinement within the car as I finally slid far enough to clear the 
steering wheel. Now I grabbed the door frame with my right hand and with 
both left and right I pulled myself out of the car, up onto my feet, and 
stood up straight, feeling the heaviness of my huge jugs pull downward. I 
smoothed my top back down over my bulging jugs, little hands riding over 
huge nipples and round impossibly huge spheres of flesh packed into a 
monstrous brassiere and over-stretched top. I pulled my skirt down so it 
wouldn't be riding up over my butt, pulled and adjusted it back to 
mid-thigh.

I squatted just a tad and reached into my car and grabbed my purse, careful 
not to wedge a breast back in the car. I cursed a bit as the purse strap was 
just out of reach and I turned full into the front seat, reached in, my huge 
boobs pressing back into the front seat. "Ooh, damnit!" I said as I again 
had to fight my way to get my huge breasts out of the car.

I finally got back out and stood up, this time with purse dangling from my 
wrist as I straightened my top back out, doing a little two-step to readjust 
myself, making my huge boobs quake and wobble. There was just too much 
titflesh in my bra cups to really give them firm support so everywhere I 
went, anywhere I walked, regardless of walking speed or careful step, my 
giant boobies went a-wobbling and a-sloshing about like great undulating 
balloons filled with too much water.

"Wow! Babay!"

I nearly jumped out of my skin as a tall broad shouldered guy appeared 
before me. My eyes, looking straight on, met his chest and I looked up into 
the smiling eyes of a guy with long blond hair, features chiseled as if out 
of stone, like some Greek or Norse god. Even in the dim light of the 
streetlights his deep blue eyes twinkled.

He moved forward, his hands moving down to my hips. He pulled the edges of 
my skirt up, moving closer still. He squatted a bit as he moved against me, 
his body mashing against my massive boobs. I squealed as he stood up, 
something big and long and hard as a rock slipping up between my legs, 
bursting through my panties like a sharp spear. My eyes crossed as a huge 
cock stuffed my pussy full and I was nearly taken off my feet as the guy 
stood full upright. His hands gripped my ass, he leaned me against the 
closed door of my car and he began to bounce me up and down on his hard fat 
pole.

"Uh. Ahh. Ugh! Ooh! I-I've heard of welcoming committees but not quite like 
this," I said as I threw my arms around his broad shoulders and hung on as 
his thick fat cock stuffed me and stuffed me again, my huge boobs squishing 
up in my top between us.

Some other people coming across the parking lot glanced at my giant man and 
me, pointing and whispering to each other.

"Hi! Never mind...ungh...us," I said trying to wave, then gasped as I seemed 
to take all of my new lover all the way to the base of his huge cock. I bit 
my lip and moaned.

My Thor-sized lover moaned and I felt him tense and I felt that huge cock 
buried within my overstretched pussy swell even the slightest which made me 
whimper, so big, sooo big, then I cried out as I felt his ramrod jerk and a 
bath of warmth filled my insides. The guy geysered a load inside me, such a 
load that I thought I felt it in my throat. He came and came and came.

"My word!" I moaned as I sat there impaled on his blasting cock.

I closed my eyes, feeling a tinge of the orgasm to come, and…

"Ooh! Hey!" I said as I was suddenly standing back on my wobbly feet, big 
breasts wobbling in my top, nipples still fat and hard and feeling enflamed. 
My giant lover was gone and I was standing there next to my car, alone, as 
if it had all been a dream. "Wow, now if that isn't a sign telling me I need 
to get laid tonight, I don't know what is."

I adjusted my skirt again, made sure my car door was locked, and headed 
across the parking lot to the sidewalk. The sidewalk took me to the corner, 
kiddy-corner to that was the small bar parking lot and the bar itself. I 
could see a small, very small, line at the front door. The place was filling 
up fast with guys and girls looking for some fun.

All traffic passed, I stepped off the curb and hurried across the street, 
clutching my giant boobs so they wouldn't dance about too much. Damn these 
big things! I cut cross-wise across the street, cutting kiddy-corner. I 
stepped up to the curb on the opposite side of the street, near the bar now, 
nearer to the door that would open and let me in and provide me with, 
hopefully, some fun tonight.

"Excuse me, miss. Could you step over here," I heard behind me just as I was 
ready to move towards the bar. I turned and saw a police car, flashers on, 
and a officer standing with the back passenger door open and pointing to me 
then towards the door.

"Huh? You want me?" I said placing a hand on my right breast. I glanced down 
seeing how big and prominent my nipples were poking against my top.

"Yes, Miss Jugs. You," he said rather cross.

I went to the car. "What did I do?"

"You didn't use the appropriate crosswalk. Cutting across the street like 
that is dangerous. You got some ID?" he said as I huffed and stopped before 
him. I could feel his eyes on my tits as I slipped my purse down from its 
perch about my shoulder and opened it, digging for my ID.

I finally got my ID out and handed it to the officer. He looked at it, 
looked at my boobs, looked at the ID again. Now I suppose if the ID picture 
was of my boobs he would have known it was me right off.

"Have you been drinking tonight?" he asked.

"Not yet," I said.

"You sure?" he said.

"Yup."

"I would like to give you a Breathilizer just in case. Again, trapsing 
across a busy street like you did!"

"Oh poo," I said as he held the door open for me and I slipped into the back 
seat of the cruiser. Luckily it was quite spacious and I didn't need to 
squeeze myself into it. He shut the door behind me as I adjusted myself in 
the seat. It was roomy back there, my boobs didn't even come close to the 
back of the front seat.

The officer came around and got into the front seat. He fumbled around with 
something then handed me a small plastic mask with a clear rubber tube 
attached to it that disappeared below my line of sight in the front seat. 
"Put the elastic bands around your head, place the mask over your nose and 
mouth and take several deep breaths for me," he said as he flicked some kind 
of switch up front. He turned a knob that I could see to a number "2" 
setting.

I did as the officer said, not wanting to get in any trouble on my night out 
before it began. I breathed in and out, my chest rising and falling, his 
eyes on my boobs as they rose and fell. I took a deep breath then exhaled, 
deep breath then exhaled.

"Good. Good." He said as he clicked the knob to a number "6" setting.

"When can I take it off," I said as a slight hiss came through the mask and 
I felt something blowing against my mouth and nose as I breathed in and out.

"Keep breathing," he said as he clicked the knob setting to "8".

"Oh my," I said muffled behind the mask as I felt a pressure in my top. I 
placed my hands on my big boobs and felt them actually swell, growing 
bigger, getting tighter and fuller. "Oh my, what is happening?"

The officer turned the knob to "10" and I was thrown back in the seat as my 
boobs jumped forward, ballooning outward, whatever I was inhaling was 
filling my tits, making them bigger and bigger and bigger. I could feel the 
front of my giant boobs mash against the back of the front seat.

"Ah yes. There we are," the officer said as he turned everything off. He got 
out of the front seat, came around, opened the passenger side door and 
helped me take the mask off. He offered me a hand and I was pulled awkwardly 
and somewhat slowly from the back of the cruiser.

"My boobs! They...they are gargantuan!" I exclaimed.

"Watch those street crossing, ma'am. Have a fun night," the officer said as 
he patted my boobs, making them thrum like overinflated balloons.

"Oh my. Oh my. Oh my," I gasped as I looked down at my enormously jutting 
boobs.

When I looked up the police cruiser was gone and now only a few people, 
still waiting in the short line, were staring at me, staring at my even 
larger sized boobs that jutted from my top threatening to burst free.

I sighed and stepped to the line. The night was still young.

The guy at the door, a dark-skinned bouncer that I was used to seeing and I 
was sure was used to seeing me, was letting people in. He stopped them, 
checked their ID, smiling at the girls as they went in even if they had a 
guy with them. He was kind of short guy though he was broad and somewhat 
muscular.

It was finally my turn to approach him. "Hi hi hi." I said and smiled trying 
to immediately get his attention to my face. I was now a little 
self-conscience about my gigantic size boobs. My bra, that was accustomed to 
my big boobs, could be felt digging into my back and shoulders and sides.

"ID?" the bouncer said as he put out his hand and looked down at my boobs 
jutting nearly inches before his face.

I slipped my purse down from its shoulder perch and fished for my ID again. 
"Uh oh. Umm, I had it but the police officer I was just with...he must have 
kept it accidentally." I said as I pulled my hand from my purse with no 
identification.

"No ID. No admittance. Sorry." He said as he looked over my shoulder at the 
few people behind me. He started to wave them forward.

"Um, wait. You mean you don't recognize me? I come here every week. You 
recognize me, don't you?" I said thrusting out my boobs. The seams of my top 
creaked a little, there was a small tearing sound as my giant boobs strained 
the material. He HAD to recognize me. There was no other girl, I was sure, 
he saw with boobs as big as mine come to this bar.

He looked down at my thrust out boobies, a look of concentration upon his 
face.

"Nope. I can't say that I remember you," he said. He started to wave on the 
people behind me.

"What? You mean you don't recall seeing these big things before?" I said 
purposefully shoving my boobs into him, knocking him back a step.

He got a pissed look on his face, put his hands on my huge tits, squeezed a 
handful, and pushed me back. "I know a girl who does come here every week 
but her jugs, granted they are huge, aren't as big as your giant lovebags. 
Honey, run home, don't knock yourself out, get your ID and come back."

"But..."

"Next!" he called out to the people behind me.

"Wait. I can't go all the way home and come back. I am legal to get in here 
and I have been here before. YOU KNOW IT. What do I need to do to be let 
in?" I asked the guy. Going home wasn't going to help. I would need to go to 
the police station tomorrow and see about my ID. No other place knew me, no 
other bar, so it was either this place or no place. And I wasn't going to 
leave and totally ruin a perfect night out.

"Well…I am having a party with a few friends after the bar closes tonight. 
You could stop over," the bouncer said pinching his chin with his fingers as 
if in deep thought. "And there is a guy, a friend, in the kitchen who hasn't 
been with a girl in a long long time. You could go through the backdoor, 
through the kitchen, tell the tall dark-haired cook, Willy, back there that 
Danny sent you."

"Um, okay. Thanks. See you at closing," I said as I stepped out of line and 
headed to the side door. I had been to this bar before and the door went 
into the kitchen. During the day and at night they would leave the main door 
open, leaving a big screen door closed to let air into the obvious stuffy 
back room area.

My huge boobs danced as I made my way to the glowing doorway.

I knocked on the screen door, getting a blast of warm kitchen air and smells 
in my face. I could smell the grease from the hamburgs and fries sizzling 
and wafting through the air.

"Hello? Anyone back there?" I called out.

Suddenly a big black guy appeared, a whit apron was about his big frame. He 
wasn't necessarily fat, he was just big and broad with a slight gut on him. 
He had a young face and long straight hair tied back in a ponytail.

His hands slipped under his apron as he stared me up and down, gaze resting 
momentarily on my huge boobs. "Can I help you?" he asked.

"Willy? Danny sent me. He said you'd let me into the bar the back way," I 
said to him as he opened the screen door, looking around as if to see if 
anyone was looking.

I stepped in, my huge boobs mashing against the big guy as I slipped passed 
him.

"I really appreciate this. What can I do to repay you?" I asked as he shut 
the screen door then shut the backdoor to keep anyone from peeking inside. I 
noticed his hands under his apron where really going to town on something.

"Um…well…gosh, you have big boobs, girl," he said as his apron hopped and 
jumped and he bit his lip.

"What are you doing under there?' I asked as I squatted down before him and 
put my hand to his apron. I pulled it away and gasped, seeing that what was 
in Willy's big hands was an exceptionally sized, as in enormous, long thick 
and totally erect chocolate skinned cock.

"OH, WILLY!" I exclaimed.

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My naked ass sat upon the top of the cool stainless steel kitchen counter. 
My huge boobs were trying to squeeze over the rim of my overstuffed bra 
cups. My legs were spread and up in the air, a petite ankle resting on 
Willy's broad shoulders nearly touching his wide neck. I could not see 
anything that was going on below my boobs that bulged between Willy and I 
like two oversized flesh-colored beachballs, but I could feel his huge cock 
stretching my pussy to its limits as he jammed it all the way in, slid it 
almost all the way out, then slid it all the way in.

END