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Gold Rush

Submitted by Anonymous on Wed, 02/29/2012 - 00:23
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I love new fashions as much as any girl, and it's always nice to get new, sexy outfits. I guess my only problem is finding outfits that fit me perfectly, especially when my little condition appears.

I had just bought a beautiful gold dress. It was stretchy and made up of lots of bands of tiny gold sequins. It was tight enough though to go braless in and low cut enough to show off the little bit of "normal" cleavage I had. My friend had invited me to an auction at a local art gallery and I wore the dress to the event.

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Average: 2 (3 votes)

Blow by Blow Tale #5: Beach Bombs

Submitted by Anonymous on Wed, 02/29/2012 - 00:12
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I must say that I expected the last half of my break to be rather boring. My friends had all left a week early. I was pretty much all on my own for the rest of my time in sunny Florida that consisted of four days of, like I said and what I expected to be, pure solitudinal hell.

I'm a beach person. I love the water. I love the sand. I love the sight of sweet chicks strolling the shore with their skimpy ass suits made of twine. I spent a lot of time walking up and down the shoreline. I guess what happened wasn't too surprising yet…

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Average: 1.3 (3 votes)

Blow by Blow Tale #2: Tub Plumpin'

Submitted by Anonymous on Tue, 02/28/2012 - 02:07
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My friend, Marguerite, invited me over to her dad's house for a relaxing evening of sitting in the family hot tub. We had been talking about it for a long time…mainly me begging her to have me over so I could get in it. I loved hot tubbing. There was nothing like relaxing in a hot bubbling pool of water, sipping cocktails and feeling yourself unwind.

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Average: 1.8 (4 votes)

Blow by Blow Tale #1: A Sunny Hue of Hugeness

Submitted by Anonymous on Tue, 02/28/2012 - 02:04
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There is nothing like a little sun on the bod to make one feel more radiant and alive. In the winter months though it is almost totally impossible in the face of a Buffalo NY winter to get sunlight and a tan the natural way…unless one is a walrus. (Funny I say that…there was a comment once from a not-so-brainy admirer of mine that referred to my massive bosoms as "a pair of walrus bodies.")

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Average: 2.2 (5 votes)

Expectations

Submitted by Anonymous on Sun, 02/26/2012 - 19:55
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"I think I'll do it with him."

Amy swivels about on the kitchen stool, letting the chair chase her smile around. The evening sun filters through the chantry blind, setting a golden cage about her; tigerstripes across a black blouse and charcoal skirt. This is the dangerous time and she twtiches; all energy and potential, about to burst into life.

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Average: 4.3 (7 votes)

Fill

Submitted by Anonymous on Sun, 02/26/2012 - 16:58
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It all worked very easily. Elodie dragged her fingertips across the rubber buttons on the remote. It all worked smoothly, the system having been perfected and reperfected over decades and much like how one eventually figured out the immaculate way to fix the cogs of a clock, someone had figured out how to perfect this. The remote.

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Average: 3.2 (6 votes)

Mask, The

Submitted by Anonymous on Sun, 02/26/2012 - 04:36
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I came jogging around the corner trotting up in the parking lot of the apartment complex I lived at. I panted and wheezed. Jogging always took a lot out of me. My purple exercise outfit, clinging tightly against me like a second skin, creaked at the seams as my large 68GG's bounced heavily with every jostling step.

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Average: 3 (6 votes)

Friday Night Flight

Submitted by Anonymous on Sun, 02/26/2012 - 04:33
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My friend Wendy had called me and invited me out for a Friday evening of fun. She called at 5pm and told me to meet her at her friends place at 7:30pm. I was excited about going out but not meeting at Arlene's. Arlene and I had never gotten along. She had always had something against me. It had been years since her old boyfriend had dumped her for me…and another guy who did the same thing to her… and another guy who did the same thing to her.

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Average: 2.5 (8 votes)

Inflation Unknown

Submitted by Anonymous on Sun, 02/26/2012 - 04:29
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With a paycheck cashed and bills paid and a little extra money left over (unbelieveably so!), I had decided to go out to the mall and do a little shopping. Dressed in tight bun-hugging jeans and a deep vee-neck tight yellow t-shirt that showed off way too much of my cleavage, I walked about browsing the clothing stores and novelty shoppes. With my big 68GG's bouncing and jiggling in my top, I stopped into a jewelry store to check out my best friends.

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Average: 2.8 (6 votes)

Blow by Blow Tale #4: All Dressed Up with No Room to Grow

Submitted by Anonymous on Sun, 02/26/2012 - 04:26
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Helia and I were invited to a costume party and Helia had plans for both our costumes. I was not going to argue with her but she was pretty good with stuff like that.

I walked to Helia's house and knocked on the door. "I'm in the backyard!" she yelled sweetly. I walked into her backyard. Helia stood there in her costume. She was dressed as Sailor Moon. She even had that cute Odango Attama hairdo Sailor Moon has.

"Helia, you know Lisa Harrison said she was going as Sailor Moon, didn't you?"

"Yes, love, but I'm going to be a bigger and better Sailor Moon than Lisa." Helia tells me.

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Average: 2.9 (11 votes)
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