An Irish Experiment Ch 06

I jolted awake when the bus hit a pothole and I looked around. I was approaching the shopping mall I had agreed to meet Charlie at so I bounced up out of my seat, pressed the nearest bell button and headed down stairs. There was hardly anyone on the bottom floor of the bus but there was a woman in a burqa that I could tell had a fine figure, or at least a big chest, underneath her clothes. The idea of me fucking her from behind and holding on to her enormous breasts popped into my head. In my mind, she had one hand over her mouth to stop herself from yelling out and one between her legs.

"If only," I thought to myself as I pulled out my phone and checked my messages. There was some from Charlie asking where I was. "Fuck!" I was late and she was going to be pissed at me. And then a thought hit me. "Do I tell her about what happened between Milly and this new woman?" Another text came in while I was thinking that and the bus pulled up to the stop. I hopped off and thanked the driver. I jogged to the shopping mall, it had turned out to be a nice enough day, sunny but not too warm and there was plenty of people about.

I clocked Charlie standing by the entrance, wearing yoga pants and a hoodie as per her de rigueur wardrobe. The hoodie was big enough to hide the growth I was most interested in and the reason we had decided to go to the doctor. Her hair seemed lighter today and her complexion was glowing. She had always had phenomenal legs and ass so it was hard to tell if there was a big difference there but her butt did look bigger.

She saw me while I was still about 20 metres away, put her phone away and she started walking towards me. After about a second she creases up laughing and took her phone back out. She pointed it at me, still laughing.

"What are you laughing at?!" I asked when I got there. She was still catching her breath when she showed me her phone. It was the video she had just taken of me walking up. I saw what she was laughing at. The tube of flesh that was my cock was very visible through my track pants and was moving about as I walked. I felt the blood rush to my face and my cock at the same time. I'm lucky I didn't pass out!

"It's like a fucking salmon or something, flopping around in there!" she grabbed at my crotch but I backed away. "So how are you," Charlie said as she hugged me, her composure regained. "Did you have a good morning?" her words went right into my ear as she pressed her whole body against mine. I felt her breasts, even through the layers of material between us. She rubbed her body up and down against mine, quickly getting a reaction from my cock before laughing and pushing me away. She was smirking as we walked together into the shopping centre.

"I did, did you?" I asked in reply.

"I did! I really really did!" she was giddy.

"What did you get up to," I asked, half-laughing. Her mood was infectious.

"I had a bath to recover from the pounding you gave me over the last few days!" An old woman gave her a quizzical look as we walked past her.

"It's only been a day and a bit, actually," I said pedantically.

"Has it?! Fucking hell, it has!" she said, looking off in the distance. "Well, anyway, I had some fun by myself and I have to say, I came so hard," she was talking at her normal volume, not ameliorating it because we were in public and were talking about a private things. Was she always like this?

"Oh yeah? That's good!" I said. "I wish I could've seen that." I'll tell you a bit of a secret, dear reader, I love the idea of women masturbating. Watching them pleasing themselves with no interaction from anyone else, just them being themselves. I know I said I'm a boob man but women masturbating is like number two so the idea of a newly busty Charlie playing with herself was phenomenal to me.

"Maybe later," she said, bumping into me on purpose. I could feel the size of her breast under her hoodie.

We (aka Charlie) decided we'd get a coffee, do some shopping then a bite to eat and see what time it was to go to the doctor at four. We went to the popular coffee chain that's named after a Moby Dick character. I stood behind Charlie in the queue and she kept backing into me, my dick slipping into the crack of her ass. She'd look over her shoulder and giggle. When the barista asked for my name Charlie pre-empted me and said "Dumbo" and laughed. I rolled my eyes and stuck my tongue out but secretly I loved it. I'm guessing the teenager behind the counter didn't care one bit. Charlie laughed again when Dumbo was called out and I collected my coffee. As we were leaving Charlie said quietly that she'd heard from Milly and that I had made a big impression at her office. The most surprising thing was her tone. There was no jealousy or recrimination. I suppose the fact that we had already shared Milly meant there was less chance of getting jealous. And she already knew about the photos of Aisling I'd saved from social media.

It was a busy Sunday afternoon as we walked up and down the mall, sipping our coffee, Charlie looking at clothes and me looking at Charlie. I was ogling her chest, trying to see it under the massive hoodie. I could see a lot of people checking her out too. I couldn't help but notice some women and even some men look at the bulge my cock made in my track pants. Maybe I needed new clothes too. We chatted about nothing in particular. Charlie said she needed to get some new tops and possibly bras because of her recent growth. That gave my dick a jolt.

Charlie pulled me into a large department store and dragged me to the women's section. She ran through the options, pulling random pieces of clothing from the racks, holding them up against her and then putting them back. She was frenzied!

"Is this how you normally shop?" I asked, a bit unbelieving.

"Wha-? No, I'm not really shopping. I'm just looking for things that will do for when we're in the office, in casual mode," she said, barely looking at me.

"Ah ok," I understood. Casual in our place was

very

casual. "But won't we have lots of meetings now that the project is submitted? Like we're gonna have conference video calls with head office and everything."

Charlie stopped and looked up, "Fuck," she looked at me and bit her lip. "I'll need something professional as well. Ok, well, I'll start with these for this week. They won't be expecting us to be 100% professionally dressed this week, will they?" I shook my head because as usual I didn't have a clue. She brought her haul into the changing room and swung the curtain closed. There was a bustle for a moment as I stood there as useless as a fish before the curtain swung back open. She reached out, took a fistful of my hoodie and dragged me into the cubicle.

It was small with just the curtain shutting out the outside world. One wall was mirrored with a slight angle at the sides so you can see the back of what you're trying on. Charlie had already hung up the clothes she had selected and, as she was standing in front of me, whipped off her hoodie, sweeping it over her head in one fluid movement. The movement revealed what she was wearing under her hoodie; a white spaghetti strap vest top, similar to what she was wearing last night. My eyes nearly bugged out of my head when I saw that. Her tits looked big and perky with several inches of cleavage. They were bigger than the top would normally allow and she was bulging out the top and sides. The material of the top was stretched tight between the twin peaks.

"Fuck!" I said out loud as she hung up her hoodie. She snapped around, her eyes glaring. I forgot that a guy shouldn't be in the women's changing room so I politely shut the fuck up. She turned her whole body around and her boobs were bouncing already. She took the vest off too revealing her amazing breasts to me. They had grown a little more since I saw them last. The teardrop shape was more pronounced and, despite the natural sag, the nipples were pointing up a little more. Her areola were pink and her nipples were like cherry halves. She put her hands underneath them and lifted them to me as an offering. I did not need a second invitation. I grabbed both and squeezed, my face diving in to suck them. Charlie threw her head back and sighed, her hair cascading down her back. I sucked one breast as I squeezed the other, they were certainly getting bigger but they still tasted amazing. I flicked my tongue over each nipple as Charlie's breathing became more intense. I let go of one breast and dropped my hand to between her legs. Charlie's hands went for my crotch and she stroked my cock through my track pants.

I reached into her leggings and found her centre. Her pussy was intensely hot and wet as I slid a finger in. Charlie gasped but stepped back. She dropped to her knees in front of me and yanked down my tracksuit pants, my massive erect cock bouncing wildly in front of her. She had to lean back to avoid getting hit in the face. She looked up at me, grinning maniacally. She slapped it, causing it to swing from side to side, before flicking my testicles. I winced and doubled over.

"The fuck?!" I hissed at her but her only response was to put her finger to her lips, telling me to be quiet. She took out her phone, tapped it a few times and handed it to me.

"Record us," she whispered. I took the phone off her and Charlie immediately took my now only semi-erect cock in her hands. I pointed the phone at Charlie, making sure to get her tits and my cock in shot. She stroked the shaft with both hands, twisting as she looked up at the camera. Neither hand could get all the way around my cock but together they could. She opened her mouth and guided me in. My thick cockhead stretching her lips. She closed her eyes like she was eating the first bite of an amazing meal. The nausea from the testicle flick had subsided and I was back to being rock hard. Charlie had my whole cockhead in her mouth now and a few inches of my shaft. She kept the pace of stroking my shaft steady as she tried to get more and more of my cock in her mouth. Her lips and her eyes were wide as she looked up. I kept my phone hand as steady as I could and reached down and pawed at her naked breasts. As I grabbed it and squeezed, causing Charlie to moan as she continued sucking. Her moan sent vibrations through her lips to my cock, giving it an extra frisson. She popped my cock out, a stream of saliva falling from her mouth and landing on her tits. She licked the underside of my cock and the frenulum. She held the base of my cock with two hands, the size of my dick hiding her face from the camera. She ran her tongue up and down it before standing back up.

She leaned into me, my straining cock pressed between my abs and her tits, and kissed me. Her kiss was wild and strong. She broke the kiss just as quickly as she started it and turned away from me. She put one hand against the mirrored wall and, using her other, yanked down her leggings. She looked at me through the mirror. She didn't say a word but I knew. I lined my cock up with her cunt and pressed in. It was still hot and wet. First I recorded the act of my cock pushing her pussy lips apart but as Charlie gasped I switched to record her face in the mirror.

At first her eyes were closed and her face was a torment. I balanced one hand on her hip as I pushed further in. Her mouth opened in a silent gasp before her eyes opened to look at me. Surprise first then smouldering, daring me to fuck her hard. I accepted the dare and pulled her hip back towards me as I pushed my dick in. She flinched in pain and I moved the camera down to see. Her pussy lips were stretched thin around my cock. I picked up my pace and fucked her rhythmically, Charlie's pussy gripping my dick hard as I got to the thick middle part. I moved the camera up again. Her mouth was hanging open, I got the idea she wanted a cock in there too. Charlie's brow was furrowed as I kept speeding up. I forced the thick part of my cock into her and she yelped. She brought one hand to her mouth, to keep herself quiet. I didn't care if anyone heard us. I fucking wanted to be caught. I was fucking this bombshell in a changing room. This was one of the coolest things I've ever done! I reached up and took hold of Charlie's arm and moved it from her face to between her legs. Unfortunately I couldn't get the camera angle as she reached for her clit but I could see her face change as she found it.

She let out a deep grunt as she lit her firework and I continued my fucking her. I moved my hand up from her hip to her breast and I looked at her face in the mirror. She was biting her lip as I fucked her, trying desperately to be quiet. I heard someone outside and hoped Charlie didn't. The movement of her arm as she rubbed her clit was causing her breasts to jiggle. Her breathing was becoming ragged in a way that I was starting to recognise. She was trying to hold in a squeal but it overtook her. She locked eyes with me as her face creased up. She looked amazing on the camera screen. She pushed back on me, taking as much of my cock as she could and froze. Her body spasmed and shook as the orgasm wracked through her. Her eyes slammed shut and her head hung low as she came. I kept recording her. She resumed breathing again and lifted her head. She brushed the hair from her face and stood up, my cock still buried deep in her. She turned her head to look at me and we kissed. I still had her phone in one hand and a breast in the other. Two of her most prized possessions.

"Fuck, I needed that!" she whispered as she eased herself off my cock. She let out a disappointed sigh as my cock left her pussy. She turned to face me and we kissed, my cock being pressed out to one side this time. I held her close and revelled in the feeling of her chest against mine. I wished then that I had been topless too. As we kissed Charlie took my slick cock in her hand and stroked it luxuriously long, slow strokes. She stopped the kiss and the stroking. She leaned down and gave my dick a kiss before pulling my track pants back up. She took her phone back and stopped the recording. "Now I'll be able to concentrate on the shopping!" She pushed me out into the waiting area, my ramrod distending my pants.

A heavier, older woman, again with enormous breasts looked at me then gawped at my crotch as she walked past. She didn't seem react to seeing my bulge but my cock reacted to seeing her, which surprised me. The thought of fucking those huge breasts popped into my mind and I found myself daydreaming about it until I heard the curtain swish open to see Charlie standing there. My jaw dropped. She was wearing a tight white shirt that showed off how slim she was but also how big her breasts were with massive gaps between the buttons. She was looking down as she opened the curtain and looked up at me.

"What do you think?" she asked, poking at the gaps.

"I love it, I think it's great, really shows your figure!" I said enthusiastically.

"Yeah, I like it too. I wish it didn't gap but maybe I can fix it at home. She went back into the cubicle. Seconds later she stepped back out wearing a light blue wrap dress, tied loosely at the waist. It had little flowers on it but all I could see were Charlie's melons distorting the fabric, bulging it out. I got an urge to fuck her there and then, and considering my cock had not softened one bit, I was in a position to. I took a step forward but she put out her hand to stop me.

"Down boy!" she giggled, causing her tits to jiggle. "Do you like it?" she asked, twirling around, making the hem rise a little, showing off her legs.

"I do, I really do!" I said, staring. She giggled again and disappeared back into the cubicle. I was still thinking about the wrap dress when she reappeared wearing a yellow sundress. It was shorter than the wrap dress, significantly shorter but the main difference was on top. This dress was clearly designed with a small chest in mind, not one like Charlie's. She was practically spilling out of it. I nearly came on the spot.

"Oh I think you like this one, don't you?!" she said, cupping her breasts. I couldn't speak. I wanted to ravage her, devour her. I could feel my cock throb and pulse. She stepped close to me, so close her breasts were all I could see. She rested a hand on my straining cock and dragged a finger across my bottom lip. "I see you're drooling. I'll take that as a yes," she said, licking my drool from her finger. I was dumbfounded. I was basically just my cock now, no higher functions were going on in my brain whatsoever until she popped back out wearing the hoodie and leggings. She bounced over to me carrying her clothes and said,

"Come on, now! We get some food?" as she walked to the cashier. I tried to regain control of my brain but her ass jiggled deliciously in front of me, straining the material. I lurched in line behind her. As she was paying, I had an idea. Fuck the food, we could go to the cinema. Relieve our, or at least my, tension there. I couldn't function like this, I needed to clear my head. Charlie swung the bags down and we walked out of the shop, my cock still aching.

"Eh, instead of getting food, how about going to the cinema?" I asked, trying to hide my ulterior motive. Charlie smirked at me.

"What would you like to see?"

"I don't really care!" I said, laughing.

"I see! But if I get hungry I'll be looking for something from you," she said, bumping into me. We got to the cinema and looked over what was on offer. We picked an obscure French film that had just started in the hope there wasn't many people there. I got popcorn and an overly large drink just out of pure habit. We scurried in and found our seats in the back and watched the film for a minute or so. It was about an older woman working in a computer game company but it wasn't holding my attention, and it certainly lost any battle as soon as Charlie took her hoodie off. Even in the dark auditorium I couldn't help but look at them. They raised and fell with her breathing. I picked up one popcorn kernel and put it in her cleavage. I leaned over and ate it as she giggled and put her hand on the back of my head. Because she was holding my head I didn't bother resisting. I cupped her tit and kissed and licked her exposed skin. Her slow breathing was right in my ear. My hand roamed over her body and I eased her top down to let her breast escape. I latched on to her pert little nipple and sucked. It was hard in my mouth so I flicked it with my tongue. I ran my hand between her legs but as I got close to her crotch she slammed her legs shut, trapping my hand.

"Ah ah ah! I came in the changing room, now it's your turn!" she whispered straight into my ear. I let go of her breast and she pushed me back into my seat. The action onscreen continued unabated. She leaned across the seat divider and kissed me, her breasts pressing into me. She put a hand on my hard cock and stroked me through the material. She broke the kiss and moved her attention all over my face and neck, continuing long slow strokes of my clothed cock.

"Take it out," she whispered.

I lowered the fabric, stretching the material to its limit and eventually, after what seemed like forever of my long thick cock being revealed in the half-light of the cinema, it sprang free. And I mean sprang literally. It boinged from its position, snapping back towards us hitting me in the stomach. It moved with such speed and force that a drop of pre-cum that had been on the tip of my cock flew off and landed on my face. Charlie snorted laughing before licking the dot of juice from my jaw. She took hold of my now naked cock and for a moment did nothing but look at it. I watched her look at it. Her face was still but wondrous. She ran her fingers lightly up the shaft to the head. She twirled her fingers about the head and spread the copious amounts of pre-cum across my skin to lubricate. She pulled my foreskin back, exposing the head to the cool air. She leaned down and pulled my cock towards her. She licked at the slit, sending jolts down my shaft, electrifying my full balls. She glanced at me as she licked and I saw a devious smirk on her lips.