Chapter 1

Looking around carefully, Janet Stepanski slides quietly out the side door, jacket draped carefully around her neck. Gym class is just too much to take today, with the way the boys ogle her in her gym clothes. Today had been even worse than usual, since she's so horny her nipples have been hard all day, showing plainly through her romper suit, but the jacket will hide them. At least it's her last class of the day, with just study hall after. They never take attendance in study hall, and if somebody does, she can just say she was in the library or the restroom.

Carefully making her way around the other end of the gym, she starts for the street before she remembers that those stoners always hang around down by the little store. It's bad enough walking by there with other girls, and she doesn't want to walk by alone. Now if she goes over the other way, she can walk down the alley to the back gate.

'Why'd they have to come here? We've got lots of relatives, so why'd they have to move in with us? There's no privacy anymore! I've gotta share my bedroom with four noisy, nosy little girls! I can't even be alone in the bathroom!' she thinks, grousing to herself about her cousins living with them. 'Uncle Ben isn't even looking for a job! Dad thinks he is, but he isn't! Just having him here is bad enough, why'd he have to bring his whole family?! Buncha noisy snooping brats! I haven't had enough... ' she trails off, blushing spectacularly. 'I haven't cum for weeks!'

Crossing into the alley, she's relieved to see that it's empty. 'Now where can I go?' I can't go home yet, Mom would freak if she knew I was skipping school. And she'd make me babysit those brats!'

Walking slowly down the deserted alley, she pauses for a moment, suddenly really seeing the big equipment storage shed for the first time in years. 'There's almost never anybody in it, an' the doors are open if there is someone there... ' The doors are locked up tight, but she rattles them to be sure. 'Anybody coming in will make a racket... Now where was that loose spot?'

Looking around, the dark-haired teen makes sure no one's watching, then slides into the narrow space between the corrugated metal siding and the neighbor's high board fence. Once she's in the gap, she's effectively invisible unless someone looks directly down the narrow slot, and as soon as she pushes past the first scrubby bush, she can't be seen even then. It's only a few more feet to the loose sheet of siding, and it's still loose! Mr. James must not have ever found it, if he even knew there was another way in.

Carefully prying the metal aside, making as little noise as possible, the brunette sticks her head through, looking around nervously. There's nobody inside, so she carefully sidles through the gap. It's a lot harder than it used to be, she's not a skinny little kid any more, and she finally has to put the board at one side of the opening into her cleavage and sidle sideways around it, effectively making extra inches by getting her boobs out of the way. Having big tits can be great, especially for attracting boys, but sometimes they're just a nuisance!

Cautiously sneaking around in the dimness, she's soon sure there's nobody else here, and she sits down on the end of the narrow wooden bench between a grader and a front-end loader, spotlighted by sunbeams slanting through the dirty windows high on the wall. "Finally!" she murmurs to herself. It's the first time she's been alone in weeks. Her gray eyes half-close as she leans back on her hands. The sunlight feels so good, and it's so quiet...

The warmth of the sun heats her chest, raising the temperature of her hard nipples even more, and Janet squirms on the bench. The extra warmth feels like it's melting her insides and they're trickling down into a warm liquid pool in the base of her tummy...

Opening her eyes again, she reluctantly rises to check that no-one can come in easily, even checking under the storage platform at the back, then drifts to a halt back by the bench, hands rising of their own accord to touch her big, high round breasts. The warm pool is growing to a lake, and she gasps quietly as that first contact sends a hot rush through her. This has been the longest time she's gone without cumming since she discovered how to get herself off... and it's taken its toll on her self-restraint.

As she looks around one last time, her trembling fingers unfasten the button closing the top of her one-piece pink romper suit, then slowly, sensuously pull the zipper tab down, allowing the strained cotton to gape open, exposing the upper slopes of her round full titties, straining her white bra. The cool air feels good on her hot pale skin, and the zipper tab continues down at a steady glide until it reaches the bottom of its travel below the slight curve of her belly. She's just a touch overweight, but it just gives her a tummy that's not quite flat and big plush tits, though she looks rather fat in her usual loose clothes. The boys had sure stared today, though, even Claude had admired her, and she smiles at the memory of the male attention, even as her nipples harden more.

She shivers with arousal as her hands glide back up over her belly and rise over the fabric-encased mountains above, then onto soft bare skin again; pink cloth slides down her arms, getting in the way until she impatiently shakes the suit off, ignoring it as it pools around her ankles. After a moment's stroking, she unhooks her sturdy cotton bra, releasing creamy globes the size of cantaloupes, standing high, firm and proud as the white undergarment slides down her arms and drops onto the bench.

Raising her hands back to her chest, she cups the soft silky titty-meat happily, sighing as the lush flesh overfills her hands, short pink-painted nails digging lightly into silky white skin. Her hands gently knead her oversize boobs gently, raising her passions further, then shift out so her exploring fingers can touch the hard little pale-pink nipples topping the silky mounds like pale cherries atop giant scoops of ice-cream. She groans softly at the touch.

Dropping her hands, the fiercely aroused teen pushes her panties down, peeling the wet cotton away from the soft dark curls at the base of her belly, stepping out of the undergarment and rompersuit to stand with her voluptuous pale body glowing in the sunbeams slanting through the gloom, clad only in shoes, hands rising over her head as though she's offering herself to the sun. After standing that way for a moment, she slowly pirouettes in the light, admiring her reflections in the machine windows. Her raised hands flatten her tummy out completely and raise her tits, making them look even bigger and higher. Her reflection shows her she's a terrifically erotic sight; the boys at school would love to see her like this. She giggles at the thought, embarrassed and aroused, knowing she'd never do it.

Her hands drop, to slide over her curving nakedness again, cupping her oversize tits then gliding over softly curving tummy, combing through wet dark curls... she jerks as a fingertip parts drenched pink pussy-folds, releasing feminine moisture to wet her hand. Her feet automatically step apart as her other hand joins the first between her shapely thighs, caressing her drenched sex as her upper arms squeeze her soft white breasts together. Her breathing is picking up speed, becoming a sexy panting while a sexual flush creeps over her impish face and slowly crawls down her throat and chest.

There's a scrape and something moves in the gloomy back of the building; for almost a minute the buxom nude doesn't notice, until something dark paces out of the shadows towards her.

"Eeeeh! Wha... ?" she tries, unsuccessfully, to cover her tits with one hand and her crotch with the other. It works for her pussy, more or less, but covering her boobs with her hand is like trying to cover a tabletop with a doily: the soft smooth tit-meat bulges over her hand and arm, rendering the effort something worse than useless, highlighting her nudity instead of concealing it.

The next moment, even the effort is rendered moot as she realizes that, first, it's Brutus, the Rottweiler that lives behind the storage shop; and, second, there'd been no clashing as the doors opened, so he must have another way in. She looks around anyway, and the gloom makes obvious the doors are still closed.

"Brutus. How'd you get in here?" she inquires, forgetting her initial fright. The big dark dog trots up to her, stubby tail wagging happily. Most people are scared of Brutus, but she's played with him since he was a puppy small enough to hold easily in her hands. He knows Janet, likes her, and looks at her with 'Bambi' eyes, stubby tail wagging furiously, wanting her to scratch his ears. That feels so good, and he groans appreciatively as his human friend scratches away.

Forgetting her nudity, the big-titted girl impulsively kneels on the gritty concrete to hug the big dog, then blinks in surprise as her soft white boobs flatten and rub against the dog's hard black shoulder. The rub of coarse dark fur against her sensitive pink nipples alone is enough to send a hot liquid rush to her overheated groin, and the heat of his hard muscular body does absolutely nothing to cool her off. Gray eyes wide, she settles herself a little better and deliberately rubs her smooth tits over the big dog's rough coat, groaning quietly in incredible pleasure.

Brutus sniffs carefully, recognizing the smell of hot pussy; turning his massive head, he sniffs the teen's wet fingers, then licks the tasty girl-juices up. Lost in her own pleasure, Janet doesn't notice that or the slick red cock starting to slide out of the black-furred sheath beneath his hindquarters...