A Love of Lingerie - Part Three

I lived in the USA for a short time as a student. I met a girl called Carrie -she was from Oregon. She had long curly hair, and was a very curvy girl. She was the President of the student dormitories. She had huge boobs but always covered herself up wearing baggy sweatshirts. Shortly before the Christmas holidays we ended up sharing a bed together. We were both fully clothed. I had a really early start at 5am to catch a Greyhound bus. She had an early flight home to catch. There was a frisson of excitement between us but nothing happened. Her breasts kept knocking against me, and I made a few jokes about them saying they were probably fake. She rolled onto her back and grabbed my hands, placing them atop her chest. "Nope, they're all real" she said. They were huge, easily a natural D or DD cup. They were the biggest breasts I'd ever touched. She was an all-American girl and I found that really attractive. We kissed briefly and excitedly, but the sun was coming up and we both had to leave. Over the holidays, the friend I was staying with decided it would be fun to take a huge roadtrip and go and visit Carrie. She hada huge house so we were welcome to visit. I was excited to see her again, and I fantasised about being with her some more and what that would entail. It was a really long drive to her house. It was enormous and had many bedrooms. At the end of the long day we all sat together in her sitting room. We were all dressed down in T-Shirts and pyjamas. My friend politely made his excuses and went to bed, leaving us alone. Carrie went to put some laundry on and returned wearing a silky black robe with a black bra beneath, but towel shorts as bottoms. She was a pear shaped girl. Her robe was well tied and I got the feeling she was very conscious of her huge chest. I longed to undress her but she was very conscious of her parents being upstairs. We started to play around and got physically closer to each other. I offered to give her a shoulder massage. She loosened the robe and lay face down on some cushions. As this massage progressed, her bra was getting in the way. She reached up and unhooked what I could see was a wide bra strap with a four hook clasp. I wanted her to feel that I was interested in her and not just her breasts so I restrained myself from hurrying the moment. Massage over and we were soon kissing and touching passionately on the floor. I tugged her robe open and reached upwards to caress her fantastic breasts. They were huge soft globes of flesh, wobbly to the touch. She pulled the silky black bra forwards and tossed it to one side. She then lifted herself up and pulled my head into her chest. I was in heaven. Her breasts were so large that I could wrap them right around my head with ease. I tugged her shorts down. She was wearing bikini style knickers. She pulled off my pyjama buttons reaching for my shaft.I pleasured her with my fingers whilst sucking her nipples. She tugged me firmly with her right hand. She came noisily and breathlessly, stifling her moans with a cushion. She pulled me off and I shot over her hands, stomach, robe and knickers.She lay back exhausted, robe wide open, and stroked her breasts. It was a beautiful sight to see her half naked looking so incredible. Her aureolas were bigger than some of my previous girlfriends breasts. Again, I still think about that night many years later and it always makes me hard. Watching her caress her breasts made me hard again. The next day we spent a day driving around sight seeing. The weather was terrible. We sat close together in the back seat, huddled under a blanket. I spent hours with my hands under her shirt. She loved the attention. She was wearing a huge cream bra with heavy underwiring. We touched each other for most of the day, edging together. Her hands inside my jeans and my hands inside hers. Our friends had no idea what we were doing. That night she wore a black nightie for me. I think it was the sexiest item she owned. I was disappointed to not get the chance of removing her Bra. We enjoyed another heavy session of mutual masturbation together. She came many times, each time very hard. She was still a virgin and this was almost the night she lost her virginity. She was the first girl who really picked up on my liking her underwear. She would ask me what Bra I would like to see her in and wear it for me. She didn't have stockings though or tights. Looking back I should have asked her, I know she would have worn them for me. She was really discovering her sexuality with me and enjoying the confidence it brought her. Her dormitory was overlooked by another dorm. She liked to strip down to her bra and knickers and stand in front of the window- excited by the thought of someone seeing her. I used to love watching her get dressed and pack herself into her bra. She had some great sets in red, cream, silver and black. She wore a lot of black as I recall. I shared her bed a lot. I used to love undressing her. She would get very wet and was able to come many time in a row, almost to the point of total exhaustion. And she would always have to change her underwear afterwards as she would soak her knickers as she came. She was a very sexy girl. A year or so later we met up again. She was still a virgin at that point and I almost fucked her. I had her in my bed and was reaching for a condom. But for some reason, in the moment I thought against it.  I felt it wouldn't be right to take her virginity knowing she was leaving the next day. She did want me to make her come and I enjoyed fingering her clit whilst sucking on her fabulous breasts at the same time.