Big Breasts Stories

A lactating executive assistant secretly cams from her glass-walled cubicle, breasts leaking uncontrollably while viewers command her vibrator and dares. As her boss sips her hidden cream and colleagues hover inches away, every squirt, spray, and near-caught moan pushes her deeper into filthy, trembling submission.

The train car was packed. Bodies pressed against bodies as the 6:15 express lurched away from the station, the summer heat making the air thick and stale inside the carriage. Lydia gripped the overhead rail with both hands, her knuckles white as the crowd jostled around her. She'd been stupid to wear such a short skirt to her internship interview, but the agency had seemed so fashion-forward on their website.

After three years devoted to caring for her injured son, Angela has forgotten what it feels like to be seen as a woman. At forty, she joins a gym to rebuild her confidence and reclaim the life she lost. There she meets Logan, a young trainer who gradually becomes her closest friend. His attention awakens feelings she thought were long gone—but Logan has a girlfriend, Angela has a husband, and the attraction between them is becoming harder to ignore.

This is my first "celebrity" story. They're not real celebrities, more just infamous sexual looters who prey on naive or unsuspecting women. Anyway, I thought it would be interesting to have Mr. Marcus cross paths with them. After all, they share one aspect of behavior with Mr. Marcus: a repeating pattern of sexual intercourse. And you know what your parents taught you? "Share and share alike."

In the end, shouldn't it be about everyone being happy.

A woman makes it known she is available, her challenge is taken up, she is fucked, however, he takes her home and then the adventure begin, including a nude bike ride - read on.