by QexiQex
Disclaimer: My stories are of the ‘naughty’ nature and intended for adults only. If you are not of legal age, are easily offended or not interested in my kinky writings, please turn away now.
This is a short story I wrote for a friend some time ago.
Main themes of this story are: exhibition, breast play, masturbation and some breast fucking.
The Google Docs version (to download as ebook, pdf, etc.) is available here.
Story
Heather groaned annoyed, “Really, Dick? After being on the run the entire day to check every goddamn bag in the whole park you want me to take the night shift as well? You know that I’m not on schedule for that, and I have plans for tonight!”
“Sorry Heather, but the entire staff caught that stupid bug and is shitting their brains out. We’re the only ones left on duty, so what options do I have?”
“Then at least offer me a raise!”
“I can’t do that and you know it. But if you demonstrate that you are a reliable member of staff even under such dire circumstances, I’m sure the higher-ups will appropriately reward your efforts.”
“Stop with this Corporate PR nonsense, Dick. You know full well that I won’t get shit in return. It’s always been that way.”
“I’ll do my best Heather, really. And you only will do dispatch anyway. I’ll do the legwork, like always.”
“Alright, so what do you want me to do specifically?”
“Grab a sandwich and a drink and settle down in front of the monitors. The night will be over in no ti…. oh shit!”
Dick ran to the little restroom in the back of the office and slammed the door shut. Heather soon heard gut-wrenching noises and a quite literally breathtaking smell set in quickly.
“You ok, Dick?” she inquired, holding her nose.
“Oh my god, fuck this bug! Not me too?! Heather, wash your hands and get out of here or you’ll get infected as well! I can’t go on patrol like this, I can’t even go three feet from this room, I think. Can you do the walking instead? I’ll be at the dispatch as soon as I can leave the throne again.”
“Alright, alright. I better get away from you quickly,” giggled the young woman and left the station.
It was getting dark already and Heather prepared for a boring night. She grabbed her phone and opened her group chat.
“Guys, won’t happen tonight, I’m on duty the entire fucking shift. Send me something to get me through some boring hours, pls.”
“Dammit, Heather, I so wanted to fuck you tonight! You have a shit job, you know?”
“Lol, you have no idea how true that is right now.”
An image of her partner, naked and hard as a rock, appeared on the screen.
“Oooh, you look hot, darling!”
“Yeah, guess I’ll have to fuck someone else instead lol.”
“Hehe, If you must, I won’t hold you back. Dammit, this sucks. Oooh, I just found my little toy in my uniform, I can’t remember that I put it there?”
“That was me, haha. Thought you might enjoy a little distraction during a long shift.”
“Are you a psychic or what? You’re the best, love, Hope I can make use of it tonight. I’m soooo fucking horny. Sorry, have to go.”
Heather was grinning happily, her fingers caressing the bullet vibrator in her pocket. Maybe she would get some entertainment after all.
Her mood got even better when her other hand found an equally stimulating device, hidden in her other pocket. Her new vape! Ready and loaded with a full cartridge of the new strain she so desperately wanted to try! How could she forget about this? She just had to find the time for a few hits!
The shift was as boring as expected. The entire park lay still in pitch black night, metal was creaking and wind was blowing but not a damned soul to be seen. Heather sighed, it had already been 3 rounds since she had chatted with her group and to make matters worse, they kept sending her masturbation material by the minute. Maybe she should sneak into one of the restrooms and get some much needed downtime, try out the new vape and play with her pearl a little? She had waited for so long already and she was still horny as hell. And her partner was at home, just waiting to fuck her! Goddamn it!
Suddenly she heard her headset cracking.
“Dick here, ugh, hey, I managed to get off the throne for a bit and you know what? Someone broke into the park! The burglar alarm went off some time ago, close to the little market square with the picture booths and stuff. You know where that is, right?”
“Are you dense? Of course I know where that is, I’m working here! I’ll have a look. Please try to stay on dispatch in case I need you, OK?”
Suddenly the horniness was gone. Instead, adrenaline was rushing through Heather’s bloodstream and made her awake and alert. It had only happened once before, and that incident had left a lasting impression on her. This was no fun anymore, this was serious and potentially dangerous! She increased her speed and approached the area Dick had mentioned, then, slowly, very slowly she sneaked closer.
She could hear voices giggling. Then she smelled the tell-tale scent of weed. See saw candles flickering and heard excited whispers. A bunch of kids having fun, nothing more. She wondered what to do. The obvious thing would be to contact Dick and let him call the police. But then she remembered the vape and before she even realized what she was doing, intoxicating vapour filled her mouth and her whole body finally relaxed.
Heather’s gaze lingered on the photo booth with the cutout for the head. A happy little fairy with wings and everything, only the kid’s face was missing. She had so long fantasized about this. The thought of her breasts pushed through a wall, like a trophy to be played with, had hunted her since she could remember. Maybe today was the day? She surely felt ready, the weed made her horny as it always did and the entire situation was just so fucking hot. She sneaked further, paying attention to the guys smoking, until she reached the little booth.
The booth was nothing spectacular, a wooden wall with a bunch of holes in it. The sides were covered by painted wood so the people that wanted to pose had to walk through a rather narrow opening into a sort of box. On the other side was a painting of a fantasy setting, with eleves, dwarves, knights and said fairy. Heather sneaked into the empty contraption and got out of her uniform. Beneath, she wore a shirt and a black fishnet top, her curious nipples peeking through the mesh. Like so often, she hadn’t bothered with a bra as she enjoyed the sensations the teasing fabric caused on her skin just a bit too much. Heather carefully removed the shirt and pushed the little vibrator into her panties right against her little clit. Her hand found the loaded vape and grabbed hold of it. She was ready to go!
The excited girl approached the opening of the fairy. It was right at the level of her chest and the size seemed to fit her well. She carefully pushed her fishnet encased breasts through but noticed that it wasn’t so easy after all. She was just a bit too big up there. The young woman rearranged herself again, but with the wall in between she couldn’t really get enough grip to push her flesh through the hole. Maybe the guys would do her the favor? She stood still and waited. Surely those horny young men would spot a pair of tits hanging out in the open, wouldn’t they?
No they wouldn’t.
Heather waited for what felt like an eternity but the stoner kids simply ignored her. She took another drag from her vape, the dope made her dizzy. Heather smiled as she thought about the memories she would have whenever she would taste this new strain. Whenever this particular smell would hit her nerves, she would remember standing in this box, tits exposed through a hole, waiting for some horny boys on the other side to finally take notice of her. Just perfect.
Suddenly a coughing fit hit her hard and the poor girl couldn’t stop, tits still jammed through the wooden wall.
Heather heard surprised shouts from her audience as they finally got aware of her presence. By now they definitely knew that there was something odd sticking out of that photo hole. Heather inhaled sharply, taking another hit from the vape to calm her nerves. Time for a bit of fun. Her little bullet started its peculiar dance and the horny girl moaned in pleasure.
“Fuck, what is that, man?”
“Looks like a pair of knockers wrapped in fishnet, if you ask me.”
Heather felt a prodding finger pushing against her bulging flesh.
“Why is she in there?”
“I guess she enjoys showing off and wants us to play with her?”
Eager hands cupped her exposed pillows and toyed with her little nipples that were poking through the net.
“Damn, that’s hot! Let’s fuck her!”
“Are you stupid? She’d call the cops the moment you enter that box! Don’t you think that if she wanted to fuck she’d ask us? She’s showing her tits, so obviously she wants us to appreciate them.”
“Appreciate them? I’d say she wants us to have fun with them!”
“That’s the same, you twit! Let’s see how far she’s willing to go. But no entering as long as she doesn’t invite us in, OK? Otherwise we all will end up at the police station!”
“Alright, alright.”
Heather smiled, at least they weren’t complete idiots. She leaned her head back and enjoyed the attention her tender globes were getting. Those teasing hands quickly pulled her flesh through the tight gap so the entire breast was now sitting on the other side. Then they began toying with her, squeezing and teasing her. A warm mouth found one of her yearning nipples and expertly sucked at them. Another mouth engulfed the other side as her vibrator worked its magic. And the dope made everything so much better. Heather was in heaven.
It didn’t take long for the first orgasm to hit, and it was one of the better ones. Her pent-up lust finally got released and the shivering girl groaned and moaned without end.
After a bit of time the hands left her and she heard the voices again.
“Did you just hear that? The bitch came!”
“Calm down idiot. Of course she did, that’s why she’s letting us play with her. Just enjoy what she offers us!”
“Hey, can I try something? Maybe she likes that, too!”
“What do you have in mind?”
“You think she enjoys a bit of candle play? The candles we brought are big enough that they might warm her up if we put them below her boobs.”
“Sure! Let’s try that! I mean, she can always get out of there if she doesn’t agree, right?”
Heather heard some shuffling. Something warm grazed her exposed flesh, then it was gone again.
“Alright, looks like a fucking boob altar! Come on, let’s take some pictures!”
Heather heard the tell-tale sound of a camera. And then, slowly but surely, her breasts got warmer and warmer.
“Uh oh, I think her top isn’t fireproof!” giggled one of the guys. Heather felt a hand pulling at her fishnet. The flexible cloth seemed to stretch. She could feel it open up and then get pushed over her tits and around the bases of her breasts.
“Looks much better!” laughed one of the guys as they manipulated her tender globes, “Much improved access now! And look how neatly that molten top pulls her tits together! What a fantastic pair!”
The hands were back and the teasing continued. Her breasts were warm and tender as they got pulled and squeezed by those hungry men. Heather’s head swam, her vibrator worked overtime. Another orgasm washed through her and she yelled in extacy.
“Hey, do you think she minds if we paint her boobs a bit? They are getting rather hot and maybe she would appreciate a bit of a cool-down! I have a raging hard-on and really could use some relief!”
“You mean we… like, together?”
“One after another, idiot. Or are you too shy for that?”
Heather heard clothes rustling, then, suddenly, she felt something fleshy and hard pressing between her hot breasts. Something was mashing against her tender flesh, poking into her body at increasing speed. She took another hit and pressed the vibrator hard against her sex.
“Be careful that you don’t get your balls toasted,” giggled one of the guys as his friend got to work, “Those candles can be quite dangerous!”
“Uh, ah, fuuuck!” groaned the young man as wetness erupted onto Heathers globes.
“You’re a quick one, huh?” teased another voice, “Let me show you how this is done!”
Another fleshy stick was pushed between her warm breasts and the humping started again. Heather took another hit and thought about this odd situation, about how her tits were used so freely by these horny men.
Suddenly a siren was blaring through the night, quickly coming closer and closer.
“Fuck, the cops! Let’s bolt!”
“But I want to fuck her tits, too!”
“You stupid idiot, if we stay we’re toast! Run!”
“Let me at least take a picture!”
“Alright, but be quick!”
“No, with all of us. A picture with us in front of those hot, cum-covered boobs!”
“Really?”
“Really, come on!”
They quickly positioned themselves, hands and mouths on Heather’s glistening, steaming treasures, and took some selfies. Then they put out the candles and vanished.
The sirens got louder, brakes were screeching and blue light flashing. Heather quickly yanked her hot, tender breasts out of the hole and tried to clear her head. She heard an officer yell as he chased after the young men.
“Oh fuck, I know this voice! It’s Jim!” Heather squealed in panic.
Jim was an officer that consistently ‘liked’ her more salacious posts on social media. Whenever she posted a picture with a bit of cleavage, he always turned up and hearted it. But while she had interacted with him occasionally, for some reason he had never mentioned anything to her, even though she found him quite attractive in his neat, tidy uniform.
But this was not the time to talk or even to be seen by him. She would be embarrassed beyond belief if he would ever find out what she just had done. Heather hid inside the booth and tried to stay as calm as she possibly could. The policemen searched the area some more but finally left the park. Heather was alone again.
It took her a few minutes to calm down. The holes in her fishnet made her look rather ridiculous, with her naked boobs hanging out in the open, so Heather just wiped the drying semen off her globes and got into her shirt and uniform. Finally she left the box and examined the little market square closer. The candles looked large and evil, and Heather shuddered at the thought that they had been right under her tits, roasting her tender flesh. She walked around the scene some more, looked back at the photo booth and imagined how her tits had looked like when they were stuck through the hole. Heather couldn’t believe that she finally had done it, that she had fulfilled her most cherished fantasy. She squealed with joy as she started her walk back to the station. What an adventure this had been!
Dick was in the bathroom again, so Heather sat in front of the huge screen to look busy. Suddenly the image in front of her changed and a picture of her exposed tits in full color filled the screen, naked, bulging and coated with cum.
“Fuck it, I forgot the cameras!” she hushed, frantically trying to delete the video.
“Access denied!” the computer coldly replied. The damn video stayed where it was. Heather’s head was flush with embarrassment and she hoped Dick would be locked into the toilet for the entire night. Then a naughty idea crossed her mind. She connected her phone with the station and tried to download the video.
“Access denied.”
“Goddammit!” she cursed. But she knew how to overcome that hurdle! She opened her camera app and started filming. The minutes crawled slowly by and Heather got excited once again, just from watching the footage. Suddenly she heard movement behind, Dick was about to escape his porcelaine prison! She quickly pocketed her phone, pointed at the big screen and yelled “What the fuck is this? Some sort of pervert in our park?”
Dick came closer and examined the screen. He laughed, “That’s a nice one, don’t you think? Look at her tits! What a fantastic set! Oh man, I wish I had been there! I would have played so hard with these funbags! Those guys had the time of their life, that’s for sure.”
“You don’t want to find out who that was?”
“Why should I? Let her have some fun! But I will definitely copy that little movie and watch it in the privacy of my home!”
“You’re a pervert, Dick!” grinned Heather.
“I know. You should try that too sometimes. Don’t be such a stuck up bitch, you know? I don’t even know how your boobies look, always hidden under the uniform like that!”
“Shut up Dick. And remember that I want a raise. I’m leaving, alright? Have some things I need to take care of.”
“Alright Heather. And thanks for helping out.”
“No problem, good night!”
“Good night!”
