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Lifting, Posing, Showing Off...part 2

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by nommjustmf@juno.com My relationship with Amy continued down the strangely exciting path that had started the night before my bodybuilding competition. I can't say that we repeated that night as often as I'd have thought, but we did re-create it once or twice. Most of our sexual experiences were limited to her giving me a handjob or partial blowjob, me feeling up her huge titties, a little fingering action and the standard dry humping. A couple of times when she was drunk I'd actually get her to indulge my ultimate fetish: she would hoist one of her tits to her mouth and lick or even suck her own nipples. She knew that was my favorite thing in the world and would only indulge me in a trade off of some kind or when very much out of her mind. Usually when I was practicing or working out in front of her she would behave herself. She'd make little comments like "look at that cock" or "hey Mr. Tennisball head" or something like that infrequently; just enough to let me know she still 'cared' for me. Looking back, the relationship was one in which Amy exercised a lot of control over me, but I really didn't realize it at the time. In hindsight, she was manipulative and down right mean sometimes. But I took it and kept coming back for more. One night after one of my football games a bunch of us were hanging out at her parents' house; they were off visiting their oldest son. There was a small group of people that we always ran around with having some beers and some were smoking pot. As the night wore on, everyone got more and more intoxicated. I didn't normally drink since it was the middle of the season but we had just lost our final game of the year so I decided to have some fun. Somehow, conversation turned to the controversial movie of the day "Showgirls" with that girl from Saved by the Bell. The guys weretalking about how hot it was and the girls were of course thoroughly repulsed. Someone mentioned the scene in which the main character, in the process of stripping, licks her own nipple. In my drunken state I made a comment that hardly anyone heard to the effect that Amy could do that. Her friend Marie was one that heard it and was shocked. "Are you serious!?" I nodded, realizing I was in trouble regardless of what direction this went. "NO WAY! I can't believe she'd do that and I can't believe you just said it." I sat there red faced as anything and hoped that the conversation would just move on, which it eventually did. At the end of the night, there was just a small number of drunk people still lingering: me, Amy and a few of her friends that were spending the night. One by one the girls went to sleep in one of the rooms upstairs until Amy and I were left sitting on the couch half asleep, half hung over. We were watching TV and trying our best to stay awake when she started to rub my leg. My cock immediately responded and started to snake down my leg inside my jeans. "There's that tennis ball I lost" she said as she played with my swelling cock head through my jeans. "I knew it was here somewhere; it's weird where these things turn up." I turned to the side to kiss her but she turned away and told me that she had terrible cigarette breath. She just kept rubbing my growing hard on through my pants while we both watched TV. After a while, she unbuttoned and unzipped my pants. She struggled to get my dick free from my jeans for a while, then asked me to just pull my jeans down in a purr of a voice. I did as requested/ordered and then sat back down again with my jeans around my ankles. She pulled my cock through the opening in my boxers and started stroking it up and down. "I just can't believe that those little shorts you wear can hold this thing. I mean, it's not super long or anything but the tip of it is huge." Just idle chit chat while she stroked me; I didn't mind. She started to pull pretty hard on the 'upswing' while giving me the handjob. "This thing acts like stopper for my hand. I think you're deformed a little bit." Nice comment; thanks girlfriend of mine. "You know, Marie didn't believe me when I told her that your dickhead is bigger than a golf ball but smaller than a tennis ball." I practically jumped, freeing my dick from her hands. "You told Marie what?! Why the hell would you do that? What the fuck is your problem!" I was enraged and let her know it. We just sat there and stared at each other for a while...and stared...and stared. Finally she started to speak. "Well let's see, you told a room full of people that I suck my own tits and you're upset that I told my best friend about your dick? How do you think it's going to feel when everyone at school starts talking about me nursing on my own tits?" She was pretty upset, but so was I. "About the same as it will feel when they start calling me tennis ball dick or whatever it is you told her!" This went on for a while until we both calmed down and pouted. Of course during the whole time my dick was hanging out of my shorts growing increasingly soft. When she purred "I'm sorry Mike" in my ear and rested her hand on it, that changed pretty quickly. She started pumping me again with more vigor than before. "Why don't you take these jeans off so you can stretch out more." At this point, her wish was my command. I untied my shoes, kicked off my socks then stood up to lose the jeans, cock still sticking out the front of my boxers. As I was taking off my jeans, I lost my balance and hopped around a bit to catch myself. Amy bust out laughing at the top of her lungs. Once I got her calmed down and got my jeans off I started back to the couch. "Hold on, lose those boxers too." Wish = command = done. "Anything else Ms. Bossy?" "Well actually" she smiled, "how about a quick front lat spread pose for me?" I knew this was her favorite; she liked the way 'things dangled' or were otherwise exposed. Of course the beer and lust got the better of me and I did just as she asked. "Arch your back a bit and make that thing stick out for me." Again, wish = command = done. "Hold on a second" she chirped as she popped off the couch and made her way to the pool table. She returned in a few minutes with a pool ball, approached and put the ball on top of my dickhead. "I guess it's not quite this big, but it is pretty close." I asked her to put the ball away and relaxed my pose as she walked away. When she returned, she had another 'implement.' "Let's put this on your thingee and see how it looks." It was the triangle from the pool table. I just stood there as she put the wood object over my wood object. It was light enough that my dick barely budged. She giggled to herself and approached again. She raised the triangle but trapped my balls in it as she did so. "Now that's a new way to rack the balls isn't it!" She was pretty much out of control. "Keep it down Amy. It's not really that funny." "Ok Mr. No-Fun let's put this thing away." She approached me from behind and pulled the triangle backwards between my legs, pulling my dick straight down and eventually backwards. "Just walk to the table with me so we can put this where it belongs." She really got a kick out of seeing me waddle backwards the ten feet or so to the pool table. Once we got there she slid the triangle off my dick, then tapped my balls as she removed it and tossed it under the table. She walked up to me and began to kiss me passionately, then grabbed my still hard and dripping cock. She pushed me backwards until I half sat on the edge of the pool table. As we kissed, she stroked me slow and firm. I reached for one of her huge breasts, cupped it and outlined her hardening nipple with my fingers. My hand couldn't begin to hold her entire boob. I knew she loved it when I would push up on them from the bottom. I could tell she was getting into it from her breathing and the way she squeezed my cock harder and pumped faster. I undid a few of the buttons on her shirt and pulled one side of it down under her left boob, then hoisted her boob out of her bra. I started to play with her fat nipple with my finger and thumb. I undid a few more buttons down to her waist, then unclasped her bra from the front. Her boobs literally sprang out at me. I kind of guided her to be right in front of me so I could play with both of her huge knockers at once. After playing with them for a while, I pushed her back a bit to break our kiss. I massaged both of her massive tits at one time, pushed them together, pulled them in opposite directions, made her nipples touch. Then the pinnacle: I pushed one of her breasts upward towards her face and asked in a whisper for her to lick it. She flicked her tongue easily over the nipple. "Let me see you suck it" I almost begged. "Why should I?' in a sex hoarsed voice. "Because it is the sexiest thing in the world; that's why. Now come on; just for a little while." She paused, thought, "Ok, but you're going to owe me." She took a step back and let her tit flop out of my hand and replaced it with her own. She pushed her nipple closer to her mouth, flicked it with her tongue, then swirled her tongue around it completely. Finally she enclosed her entire mouth around her wet nipple and sucked, and sucked, and sucked. She pulled back a bit to show me that she was actually biting her nipple! Then she turned her attention to the other one and gave it the same 'special' treatment. When she had spent a few minutes doing this, she was left with two very wet and two very red nipples. She let her boobs fall back at down, then massaged them. She pulled her right one up and to the left and her left one underneath and to the right. It looked like she was getting a boob hug! "Ok" somewhat out of breath, "was that worth it?" My mouth was dry so I could barely work out an "absolutely." I had leaned back on the pool table to watch the greatest show on earth: Amy and her boobs. My dick was still hard as a rock and shiny from all the precum. She came over and started to kiss me again with the same mouth that had just been sucking on her own nipples, then she started stroking me and whispered "you look pretty hot leaning back like that with your dick sticking up and your balls hanging over the edge of the pool table." All I could do is get ready to explode, then she stopped. "Time to pay up buddy boy" she said staring me straight in the eyes and smiling. "Show me how you like to have your dick stroked." As she said this, she again lifted one of her breasts to her mouth and sucked more. "Come on...tit for that" as she pointed; "you owe me." I wrapped one fist around my cock and started stroking. She told me to lean back on the pool table like I had been before so I braced myself with my other arm and kept pumping. "That's it; show me how you like your handjobs Mike. Don't you love how that cockhead stops your hand! Pump it for me. That's it." I was completely lost in lust. I kept thinking about watching her suck on her tits and mash them together. I was so horny I would have done anything at this point to get off. "God, look at that thing. I'll bet the other guys stare at you in the lockerroom and think you're out of the circus or something." I looked up and she had put her shirt back together and was sitting on one of the barstools at the end of the room. "Keep pumping that thing Mike. This is the most sexy thing I've seen." I did as requested as the lust had taken over completely. I loved that she loved watching me and it simply fed her desire even more. I stroked my hardon with one hand faster and faster. I took the palm of my other hand and rubbed it on top of my dickhead. It was big...there was no doubt about that at all. The rubbing on the tip brought me closer and closer to cumming which would be a very welcome and explosive occurrence. "Stand up and turn sideways for me. I love how your muscles flex when you're stroking it standing up. Show me a profile pose Mike." I was getting into it now. I jumped off the pool table and my cock flapped around, hitting my stomach. I turned my side towards her, flexed my thigh muscles and resumed stroking my cock. I was working it faster and harder. I cupped and played with my balls with my other hand, pulling them upwards a bit while stroking. I was getting very close at this point. "Put your other hand on your hip and kind of arch backwards so your cock sticks out even more. Are you getting close to cumming?" About all I could muster at this point was a grunt as I kept fisting my cock. I heard a little snicker out of Amy, but I didn't even care. I had my head tossed backwards, eyes closed and hand flying up and down my cock. I knew she was watching me and that turned me on even more. "Pump that cock Mike; fuck yourself for me." "I'm cumming Amy" I whispered as all my energy was going toward pumping my almost hurting cock. I heard another little snicker as the first shot of cum flew several feet in front of me. I kept pounding ferociously as two, then three more shot out. I slowed down my pumping and began milking my cock a little to get everything out of the tremendous orgasm I was having, ending with a few seconds of shaking my still hard dick up and down. "God Amy, that was....." I stopped as I turned towards her with my cock still in my hand, smile on my face and cum still dripping from my 'tennis ball head' I almost dropped. Amy was in her chair with a scared look on her face and hands clenched firmly around the armrests. Standing next to Amy was her friend Marie. I wanted to run, I wanted to cry and I frankly wanted to smack Amy very hard. All I could do, however, was stand there with my cock in my hand and stare at them. Amy was staring right at me and my look of hurt must have registered. Marie was staring at my dick...no other way to say it. Just staring at my cock with a blank look on her face. I let go of my dick and turned my back to them, having no where to hide really and my clothes in a pile on the other side of the room behind them. "Mike, Marie just came down to see why the lights were still on" Amy started in, but I heard little of what she had to say. Marie turned and left without saying a word. I only wished I could do the same.