Hello All. I hope I put this in the right place. It's a story I wrote. I hope you enjoy it!
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Helen was as surprised as anyone when the secretary asked her to meet the boss, Linda in the latter's office. There had been no rumors, as there normally would have about a big change, but Helen still felt her lithe, shapely body tighten as she made her way there. As usual, men and women both turned their heads. Despite her strict business attire, it was hard to hide that she had full, firm breasts. If not big, they sat high on her chest, and her slight frame made them all the more obvious. She did her best to avoid cleavage in the office, but could do nothing about her legs when she wore a looser skirt to hide her ass, which, her last girlfriend had pointed out was "like an apple I want to eat all day," before proving to her that it was the case. Today she had chosen a pair of straight black pants, and a pull-over shirt that covered half of her ass. She hoped that was mitigating some of the stares.
Helen's sudden jolt of fear pulled her from her memory and back to the situation at hand. Her nipples had already hardened, and she groaned as softly as she could as she felt her bra angrily trying to shove her nipples back into her tits. She took a deep breath and strode toward the office, wondering if this was good or bad news. The moment she let her fear take over, her nipples softened, and she breathed a sigh of relief. The office door loomed in front of her as she knocked, hearing a sharp "Come in" before she finished knocking. She turned the handle and saw Linda at the desk, poring over a stack of papers. Her sandy blonde hair was in a neat bun behind her head as usual. Helen wasn't sure if it was the desire for distraction, but Linda wore a button down shirt, and left the top button open. Normally, Helen realized, that would have been fine, but her position standing above her gave her a view of her boss's full, round, natural breasts encased in her bra. The bra was beige and plain, but seemed to hold up Linda's soft looking tits well.
Linda glanced up at Helen, hoping to keep the look of hope off her face. Helen stood at just around five feet four inches tall, and had a killer body. Linda remembered seeing her on her first day, all bundled up and as the layers came off from the blizzard inside, she was immediately taken by her round ass and smooth figure. It wasn't a secret that Linda had been an eager partner for several in the office, but as she rose to manager, she stopped those relationships completely, and Helen guiltily wondered if she should be staring down her boss's shirt.
"Please sit down," Linda said coolly. She'd felt Helen's stare down her shirt, and her own nipples firmed up, though they hadn't needed much help after going through the e-mails in front of her. She glanced up at Helen as the young woman sat down. Linda's mind ran rampant for just a moment, taking in Helen's wardrobe. She almost told the young woman she didn't have to hide her figure, but the job took some precedent.
"Hello Helen," Linda said, finally looking up. It was all she could do to look her in the eye. Helen's dark brown eyes were sparkling from concern, and Linda tried giving her a warm smile. She already knew how she was going to handle this. "I'm sure you're wondering why I called you in here this morning." Helen nodded.
"Yes, Linda... I mean ma'am." Linda smiled. She was glad that Helen felt comfortable calling her by her first name.
"Linda is fine," Linda said. The manager fought a grin and held up the stack of papers. "We had the technicians look at your computer after you said it had slowed down. Do you remember that?" Helen nodded vigorously.
"It's working great now," Helen added by way of thanks. "Thank you so much." Linda nodded.
"As is company policy, we take a backup of your computer, including all your files, and we store them on another drive before restoring your hard drive. A few typical searches for misuse of company funds brought up a series of e-mails that were inappropriate for work, and while they were personal e-mails they were saved on our computer and composed during company hours." Helen's eyes went wide.
"I can explain," Helen began and Linda held up her hand. Linda knew she'd have to handle this carefully.
"I don't think you need to. The e-mails explain an awful lot," she added. Helen nodded, looking down. Linda took a deep breath, and began reading the first one.
"From Scissorme28: 'I can't wait to feel your weak pussy break under mine. I'm going to fuck you so hard you'll forget your boyfriend.'" Linda glanced up and noticed Helen's face going red. "Your reply: 'When I'm done making you scream, my boyfriend says he wants your big tits. You okay with him getting in on that fun?" Helen whimpered. Linda had gone through a relatively sane one, but didn't want to freak her employee out too early. "These.. um... well, they go on for quite some time."
Helen's voice was barely a whisper. "I know that I shouldn't have done it. I'm so sorry. I don't really have an excuse except that..." Linda cut her off.
"You were horny." Helen's eyes widened and she looked down again. Linda decided to go for it.
"It's why I sexfight, too," Linda offered neutrally. Helen started to say something, then felt the words hit her brain.
"What?" Helen was looking around the office, trying to figure out what happened.
"Look," Linda began. "You've been a great employee since you've been here, and what we found on the guys' computers makes yours look like a young adult novel. Which isn't to say I wasn't interested. I'm not going to turn these in no matter what happens, so I don't want that coloring your decision in the next three minutes. If anyone asks, say you were brought in for a disciplinary matter that you cannot discuss. Do you understand? In no way does the answer to the next question affect your job." Helen nodded, seemingly relieved.
"Would you like me to teach you about sexfighting in person?" Helen's eyes went wide again.
"Um, I'm not sure.." Linda smiled warmly. She stood, slipping her hands down her pant leg, and sat at the front of the desk.
"Okay. Well, would you like a closer look at my breasts while you think it over?" Helen's mouth went dry but she couldn't keep her eyes of Linda's hands as they played at the front of her blouse. "Helen. It really is okay if you want to go. I may have misread your eager stare down my shirt." Helen sat, stunned. "Is it okay if I unbutton my blouse?"
"Yes," the hoarse whisper came, though Helen was never able to answer from where. Linda's fingers soon had opened her shirt, revealing her full breasts trapped in a bra. Linda glanced at Helen and felt herself start tingling as her nipples hardened. Helen's eyes were transfixed on Linda's bra-clad tits. Linda half regretted not wearing a fancier one, though she realized it wouldn't have mattered to the young woman. "I see you like my breasts," Linda said, sliding off the desk slowly and leaning over to give Helen a good view of her cleavage.
"Ooh. I uh..." Linda grinned despite herself, but sat back up. Helen heard her move and looked up at Linda eyeing her hungrily. "I promise, nothing we say or do will leave the office. Would you like to see my breasts?" Linda noted the surprised, almost dazed look on Helen's face and grinned at her. Still having said nothing, Linda leaned forward. "I'm going to kiss you now," Linda told Helen. "Please tell me if you want to or not." Helen's eyes swam, and Linda thought for a moment that she was going to pass out. When Helen looked up, there was no mistaking the motive, and Linda descended from her desk like a bird of prey.
Helen moaned into Linda's mouth as she felt their lips meet, and Linda smiled around her favorite employee's eager kiss. Helen's lips were soft, pliant and smooth, and she had either used some strawberry lip balm or was a fairy who just tasted like strawberries. Linda gently kissed her for a minute before gently teasing Helen's lips with her tongue. Helen moaned in response to Linda's expert maneuvers and soon parted her lips. Linda slowly straddled Helen's lap, gently sitting down as her tongue explored her employee's mouth.
Helen was amazed at how good Linda was. Her tongue was so soft. When Helen tried sliding hers into her mouth Linda's tongue found it and gently pushed it back. Every time Helen's tongue sought Linda's mouth, Linda's met hers and shoved it back in. Helen groaned as she felt Linda's tongue in her mouth, teasing her own. The younger woman realized only after a cold blast of air her her stomach that Linda's tongue wasn't the only part of her being active. Helen pulled away.
"What are you... Ooooh," Linda's right hand quickly slid up the loose shirt and squeezed her firm left breast through the bra. Helen's eyes fluttered as she felt Linda's fingers immediately find the nipple and pluck at it, firming it up through the bra. Linda smiled before returning to Helen's mouth, and Helen felt her own hands clumsily reach for the exposed bra of her boss. Helen smiled as she felt Linda's tits through the bra. Linda moaned in her mouth and pulled back. She watched Helen grope her gently and smiled.
"That feels really nice," Linda said as she continued fondling Helen's trapped tit. "Do you like my breasts?" Helen only nodded, swallowing as she felt her own nipples as hard as they'd ever been. She knew already her panties were soaked, but she had an extra pair in her desk drawer. The idea of seeing her boss's tits, an idea she'd fantasized about nearly struck her dumb.
"They're gorgeous," Helen whispered. Linda smiled, pulling her blouse off. She reached behind her, purposefully taking her time with the hand groping her breast. Linda licked her lips as she glanced down at her breasts, welcoming the chance to remove her stiff tips from the fabric. But she also had an ulterior motive, and slowly opened the bra, teasing Helen by lifting the loose cups with her straps. She sighed as she felt her heavy breasts fall. Of course they sagged a bit more than they had in her youth, but more than one lover had chosen her full, slightly hanging tits as their favorite part. She sighed as she felt her nipples in her hand, cupping them in display both for Helen and herself. "Are you enjoying watching my tits?" Linda asked. Helen nodded.
Helen felt a twinge in her core as Linda released her full breasts. Though they did not sit perfectly high on her chest, their skin was so pale that she barely could see the stretchmarks. Her thick nipple and wide areola looked like targets for her tongue and hands. Each breast was roughly the size of a grapefruit, large enough to be more than a handful. Helen was amazed at how much Linda's breasts were turning her on when Linda released them.
"I let them out for you," she teased as her hand snaked back under Helen's shirt. Helen sighed, her mind wandering towards bliss as she felt Linda's gentle, teasing hands working over the firm globe of flesh beneath Helen's bra. Linda smiled as she realized that she'd left her own breasts exposed while Helen still was wearing two layers above her young, supple tits. Helen's hands were inexperienced, but tender and insistent. Linda smiled gratefully that she wasn't someone into mauling. She sighed as the young woman played with her breasts, and loved the moans coming from Helen as Linda let the young woman play with her breasts.
"They are so soft," Helen whispered. "So full and heavy." Linda grinned. Helen was not the only person who had told her that. As Helen's hands gently stroked and squeezed Linda's soft, wobbling breasts, Linda reached into the bra cup holding Helen's now tingling left breast. With her other hand, Linda slowly and gently worked the shirt over Helen's bra. Helen's eyes flickered to Linda's but Linda would simply glance at Helen's hands pawing at her tits and Helen's gaze would fall back to her hands jiggling and shaking Linda's full breasts. Linda held back a chuckle at Helen's love of her tits. While her right hand worked her bra covered tit, Linda grunted as Helen became more aggressive, her squeezes and pulls becoming more insistent.
The blonde felt her nipples hardening even further, tingling against Helen's needy hands. Helen groaned again as she felt that stiff peaks of her boss's breasts slide against her palm. "So you're into sexfights?" Linda asked as she felt her nipples slowly flattening against Helen's palms. She felt her pussy flutter as she reached into the bra cup, seeking skin-on-skin contact with Helen's engorged tip.
"Yes," Helen said. "You've had one?" Linda smiled and then laughed.
"Oh honey, more than one. Helen, your nipple is so hard," Linda told her. "Do you want to take off your bra?" Helen groaned as Linda delicately pulled at her engorged tip. Helen nodded and Linda stood, allowing Helen to stand up and peel off her shirt. Linda's eyes widened as she watched the brunette reach behind her, wasting no time in releasing the clasp of her bra. The perfectly pale, round, apple-sized breasts that tumbled out caught Linda's eyes and held them. She barely noticed Helen's hands, now gently rubbing her nipples, slide up her breasts and back down them. Without much thought, she leaned into Helen's pert left breast, it's straining nipple pointing slightly up. "We are going to have such a great time fighting for that orgasm," Linda said, the lust barely masked in her voice.
"Oh, oh wow," Helen moaned as she felt Linda's tongue circle around the stiff peak. Soon her lips pulled the nipple into her mouth and Helen sighed. Linda smiled around her mouthful of the young woman's perky breast, and slowly pushed her left hand down to Helen's waist. Linda's breasts slapped into each other roughly as the boss grunted from the slightly painful but awfully pleasurable feeling of her softer tits colliding. Linda sighed as she felt the waves of her flesh jiggling beneath her, and hoped that Helen was sufficiently distracted for her next plan. With a quick flick of the fingers, Helen's pants opened, thought he brunette didn't seem to notice. Grinning, Linda immediately pulled off and glanced at Helen's breast.
"You have amazing tits," Linda groaned as she slid her mouth onto Helen's other nipple. Helen felt a gentle tug at her pants before Linda's teeth just barely scraped her nipple. Helen let out a gasp of pleasure, and Linda pulled off. "Too much?" she asked. Helen, shuddering shook her head and Linda went back to gently licking and sucking at Helen's now-swollen tip. "I love making your nipples hard," Linda said softly. "Turning you on is so hot."
Helen had never been with a partner so vocal or focused. As the word "partner" flickered across her brain, it ran into a roadblock, and her eyes went wide. She too late realized what was going on, and groaned as Linda's hand slipped past Helen's waistband. "The first rule of a sexfight is to remember that you're in one, Helen," Linda murmured. Linda's fingers may have been soft and delicate as they sought out her perfect, pert breast, but now she realized that Linda was very good at drawing out pleasure. Her fingers traced the soaked outer lips, each stroke a delicate little slice of pleasure as Linda turned up the arousal factor. Linda felt Helen try to manipulate her own skirt, but Helen felt Linda's pinky brush her clit and shuddered. Her limbs suddenly weakened as her vision blurred. She happened to look at Linda's breasts and groaned, watching them swing free as Lina's left hand disappeared into her panties and her right continued manipulating the nipple on Helen's left tit. Helen glanced down, stunned at the turn of events and noticed that she'd never seen her nipple so hard or dark in color.
"Would you like to suck on my tit as you cum?" Linda asked, the taunt plain in her voice and posture. Helen struggled, but groaned hard as Linda gently trapped Helen's clit between her pinky and index finger. Helen's eyes nearly fluttered shut and Linda felt Helen's hands slide away.
"It feels so good," Helen moaned. Linda pulled her right hand from Helen's firm, perky breast and hefted her own fuller, softer right tit up. Linda grinned as she saw Helen's gaze focus on her heavy jug.
"Go ahead," Linda chuckles as she slowly slides her left hand up and down, carefully keeping Helen's clit trapped between her fingers as she pulled the young brunette toward an orgasm. "First to cum is your favorite, right?" Helen groans in response, her breathing getting faster and her head rolling. Linda grins as she takes a guess. "This tit won't suck itself," Linda sighed. Taking a deep breath and steadying herself, Linda kept the light motion of stroking Helen's clit, and shoved her big breast up to her mouth far enough so her tongue could dance on it. Helen groaned at the lewd display, like something out of a porno and wondered how it was affecting her as much. "I'm so glad we found each other," Linda said, holding up her tit like a trophy. She let her tit slide down to her chest as she leaned in. "If we were at home, I'd finish this by licking your clit; I'm very good at it."
Helen's eyes rolled into the back of her head, and Linda grabbed Helen's neck and pulled her in for a long kiss. The kiss was not loving or caring, but offered Helen a sense of the control she had given up. Linda's tongue was everywhere, doing whatever it wanted, and Helen, still in the throes of her orgasm, was barely responsive, instinctively closing her lips around Linda's tongue and sucking it as she came. When Linda was done, she pulled her fingers from Helen's panties and smeared some of the remnants of the orgasm on the brunette's lips. Helen, still stunned, licked her lips and realized that she was tasting her own juices. She moaned as Linda pushed her fingers in and surprised even herself by sucking those fingers completely clean.
"You are so built for this," Linda cooed. "At least the losing part," she teased. She sighed. Helen looked in a state of shock, and reached for her bra. Linda shook her head. "Now why on earth would you get to wear that?" Helen looked dumbfounded for a moment, but sighed at recognition of the stakes. She handed her bra over and grabbed her shirt. "You do have fantastic tits," Linda said, cupping both the pert orbs on Helen's chest. "Maybe next time I can spend more time with them," she whispered.
"I think I'll be enjoying yours, instead," Helen said, though her voice was still shaky. Linda raised her eyebrows and shrugged.
"You'll have to earn it. We'll talk about the stakes next time. Now get back to work," Linda said, pulling her bra and blouse on. Helen noticed Linda buttoning the top button this time. Helen strode out into the office, feeling her firm, round breasts bouncing with each step. She grunted as she felt her pussy tingle again as the fabric tickled her nipples. When she sat down, she opened her e-mail and began typing.
