[Like several of my tales, this one starts with much reality before swelling into fantasy.]
While visiting our friends, Roxy and Bob, for a casual game day, we arrived while they were finishing a late summer task. We sat and waited. A soft porn movie played on the TV. Probably on Max, it ran so often, the three of us, my girl friend, Roxy, and I, had seen it several times and it became background scenery.
I forget the title, but it was about a barely legal shy young student who won a trip to Greece. Her family had friends there and she stayed with them; let's call her Jean. It was summer so she immediately got into a daring, for her, bikini. Her new friends tolerated it, but quickly stripped naked for their beach time and sun bathing on the rocks. They persuaded her to join them so she spent most of her trip naked with her pretty tits rebounding with the others — even home with older family.
Roxy acted bored with it and asked why people were so fascinated with bare tits. "You've seen one, you've seen them all." That wasn't the first time she said that. This time, she was in tiny shorts and an extremely cropped grey T-shirt. So cropped, her rounded bottoms of her DD cups were visible when simply standing. They made me drool, especially when some of her light brown areolae peeked out.
I loved my girl's barely B cups for their gentle tear drop shape and especially her perfect, tall, hard nipples when chilled or aroused. That day, she wore her stretched, threadbare, and full length yellow T-shirt. Her nipples wore their site thin so they were slightly more visible through the shirt than the rest of her chest. The yellow made her dark pink nipples look dark brown and scream "look at us" to anyone within twenty feet. She had stretched the crew neck so when she bent, at least one full tit was visible past her nipple. She'd also stretched the bottom hem into a bell shape. Bending over let the shirt fall completely away from her chest so both tits and nipples were visible up to her chin. When gardening in the front yard, she was always on her knees and bent with the shirt untucked so anyone behind or in front of her got to fully enjoy her perfect nipples. She always pretended she didn't know.
Roxy stood in front of us staring at the movie looking annoyed and asked what was so special about that girl's tits. She said she liked the open Greek attitude about public nudity. That was a promising surprise even though she always wore tight clothes and admitted that she liked to "moon" people in other cars. We'd rarely seen her without a bra, yet that day when she put her hands on her hips, her crop shirt exposed to the edge of her nipples. Though she had many opportunities to be naked with us at her pool parties or even just sunning, she always acted a bit shy.
Her husband, Robert, called to her and she grit her teeth in anger. "He wants me to help prepare for winter. So annoying!" We asked if we could help, but she refused. After charging out of the house, I turned to Sue and asked a leading question about seeing and enjoying Roxy's tits. She "tsk'd" me. Not yet willing to admit she was both a closet exhibitionist and at least bi-curious, she ignored my questions, yet her nipples were stiff.
When Roxy returned a few minutes later, she had several split logs in her arms and grumbled in an annoyed way. We turned from the movie to listen as she spread her legs wide, just showing a bit of ass cheeks, and bent sharply away from us. We couldn't make out what she said in anger.
One of the logs caught on her shirt and exposed a full, hanging, soft-nippled tit for us. Sue gasped. Still bent beyond level, Roxy kept stuffing the firebox with logs. When her cropped shirt released, it fell away completely from her chest. Both heavy, rounded, shapely tits also fell away from her chest and swung freely as she stayed bent over and adjusted the split logs. I had to wonder if she were deliberately showing off her tits. She continued to grumble as Sue startled and turned to me. I smiled as I enjoyed the view; Sue relaxed and turned to stare at the tempting tits. When Roxy stood, she tugged at her shirt to release it from her snagged nipple and rushed out the door still grumbling, seemingly unaware or concerned about exposing her tits to us.
When she returned with another group of split logs, she filled the firebox as she repeated her sweet, bared, titty swinging show for us. She turned, sighed, and stared at us and the bare tits on TV. "What?" she asked when she saw us both smiling.
I stood and moved close behind her, close enough for her to feel my stiff cock against her ass. Pointing at the TV, I asked, "Remember when you said 'you've seen one, you've seen them all' about tits and that movie earlier? Well you disproved that yourself just minutes ago." I lifted her cropped shirt to her chin making sure I made her heavy tits bounce; she looked down in surprise to see her tits bared. When I bumped her pits, though her mouth dropped, she lifted her arms and let me remove her shirt. "We noticed that even just your own two tits were different. Like most women, they are different sizes."
Sue stood and lifted both heavy tits, her first time touching them, and said, "Your right tit is a half cup bigger than your left. Even my tiny tits are different sizes. When the movie girl stays still long enough, we can see hers too are different. So maybe if you said 'you've seen
