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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)

Interludes

Submitted by Anonymous on Sun, 02/26/2012 - 23:28
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"We need to talk", says Sharon.

The bottle of wine is empty and now only the pressure of need holds her upright by the table. She takes all the courage she can get, though she's not sure what makes her tremble more. Impossible things come together; when you fall in love with another girl, when you float up like a balloon over London.

She looks over to her friend, lover, by the window, her back turned.

"About what?"

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Average: 4.2 (20 votes)

Coda - Expectations

Submitted by Anonymous on Sun, 02/26/2012 - 23:15
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"You know, I've never done it with someone else before." Says Amelia. She nuzzles forward, the abyssal moon is filigree to crown her blushes.

"That's…ballooning, I mean, not…you know"

Your hands intertwine gently as she plays with your fingers. Your elbows rest on the smooth goosebump-puce of her breasts, barely indenting them. Those are a girl's breasts, you keep reminding yourself, Just 5 foot wide and filled with helium.

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Average: 3.4 (7 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)

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)

Movie Mishap

Submitted by Anonymous on Sun, 02/26/2012 - 04:18
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“And she tends to be a pain in the butt” Sakura said as she chatted with Lexi at a Starbucks. After their initial ‘meeting’, the two had become good friends. Sakura was very understanding about Lexi’s condition, as was Lexi of Sakura’s bust.

“Sounds like she is troublesome” Lexi said, in slight though as she sipped her coffee. She had made sure there wasn’t anything that could set off another bust blowup.

“And don’t even get me started on her favorite game to play at my expense” Lexi looked at Sakura quizzically. “And that is...?”

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Average: 2.7 (3 votes)

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Submitted by System on Mon, 02/13/2012 - 17:45
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Average: 4.1 (14 votes)
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