Jacquelyn Manning was a stunning woman. An ex-model, the thirty-two-year-old was every bit as glamorous as she ever was. She had built a career around her looks, and now that she had a "sugar daddy", she kept those looks in top shape. Jacquelyn had made a very good living as a model, and she liked living the high life. She was quite content being her "daddy's" arm candy.

While Jacquelyn had an already amazing figure, she was always a bit hesitant and insecure about her breasts. As a model, her B cup breasts were just what the fashion world looked for. Something noticeable, yet not glaringly obvious.

However, now that her career was coming to an end, she wanted the kind of tits that made men drool - she wanted those tits she saw on the porn starlets! Her "daddy" liked to watch porn flicks and she saw how he ogled the women in those movies. She wanted him to look at her the same way.

So, one day in early June, she was moping around the house, bored and looking for something to do. She decided to sit by the pool for a while and work on her tan. In the bedroom, she looked through her huge clothes closet for her skimpiest micro-bikini. She got changed, and as she glanced at herself in the mirror, she got even more upset. She examined herself in the full-length mirror.

"Damn these pitiful little tits," she mumbled. She adjusted the tiny scrap of material up top until it fit a bit better, then decided to shrug off the top off and get a topless tan. Maybe if her boobs were tanned like the rest of her, they wouldn't be so noticeably puny.

Laying out in the warm Southern California sun on her Malibu estate, she tried to forget about her vexing breast size. But, when she rolled onto her stomach to tan her back, it only served to remind her of what she didn't like most about herself. Jacquelyn began to formulate a plan. Her birthday was coming up in about a month, and she knew exactly what she wanted for a gift.

After she finished sunbathing, she went inside and waited for "Mr. Moneybags" to come home.

That night at dinner, the conversation began as usual - how was your day, and so on. But, after the regular pleasantries had been exchanged, she turned the conversation to her upcoming birthday and told him what she wanted for a present.

"Daddy" was understandably excited about the idea of his trophy girl getting "enhancements". He set the whole thing up, making the appointment and arranging for a woman to stay with her during the days while she was recuperating and he was at work.

It was hard to tell what Jacquelyn was more excited about: getting new breasts, or shopping to get clothes that fit her new shape! She so wanted to get some sexy, slutty clothes that she'd seen other more well-endowed women wear. She had always wanted to dress sexy and slutty, but she could never pull it off with her tiny breasts.

But that's what had paid her bills and gave her the opportunity to travel and make a very comfortable living. And it was the fame and modelling that had brought her and "daddy" together. She couldn't complain too much.

At long last, the day of her surgery came and Jacquelyn was so excited. She knew that it was going to hurt for a while afterwards, but the pain would pass and then she could enjoy her new, more flattering figure. Daddy drove her to the clinic, and after a couple hours in surgery and about four hours of aftercare, the doctor felt she could go home, especially when he learned that there would be someone to watch over her and take care of her.

The doctor explained that she'd be sore for about two weeks... going from a B cup to her new DDs was a pretty large increase! He said it would probably be four to six weeks before she could resume all her regular activities and maybe a couple after that before she would "enjoy" her new breasts.

Daddy had explained that Jacquelyn was a former model, so he made sure there was no visible scar. The doctor was very good. The first couple weeks there was a lot of bruising but it faded pretty quickly and Jacquelyn saw results very soon.

Her new breasts were fabulous! After about the third week, the bruising had all but disappeared, and she could see her new breasts in all their glory. She would look at herself in the mirror, critically examining them: how they looked in proportion to the rest of her, how the scar was healing, how the shape looked. She went over every detail.

She was extremely pleased with her new look. Her breasts were a bit rounder and fuller than "natural" breasts, but that was fine with Jacquelyn... it just added to the slutty 'pornstar" look she was after!

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It was probably three months or so after Jacqueline's surgery when the real test of her new store-bought titties came about. Jacquelyn had been doing some shopping for more new clothes (she had taken great pleasure in getting rid of her old clothes, donating them to places like those that help the less fortunate and those recovering from natural disasters who'd lost all their clothes and belongings).

She had gone to "Daddy's" office to show him the clothes she'd bought - and show off her new store-bought titties - and, to her absolute delight, she got the stares and looks she was hoping for! She even got one poor husband walking down the street punched in the shoulder by his wife, and another young man, staring at her as he passed by, walked into a lightpole!

But the ultimate compliment came as she was leaving Daddy McBuck's office. His office was on the twenty-fourth floor of a big downtown high-rise office building, and as she stepped into the elevator, a good looking younger man, about twenty-five or twenty-six she figured, stepped on the elevator behind her. The door closed leaving them alone in the slow moving elevator.

As they stood on opposite sides of the cab, he couldn't help but notice her large, creamy breasts and how they were spilling out over the top of her dress.

Jacquelyn noticed him staring and smiled, looking at him, and asked, "You like them?"

"Very much. You have really gorgeous breasts." He knew, in a situation like that, when you've been caught ogling somebody, it's always better to just tell the truth. A lie won't be believed, and might even be thought as an insult. Besides that, the truth, especially if it includes a compliment, might have unexpected benefits.

"Would you like a better view?" she asked, playfully biting the tip of one well-manicured finger. Before the flustered young man could reply, which probably would have been some incoherent babbling anyway, she unzipped her dress down to her waist.

Then she unhooked the front clasp of her bra, and pulled her clothing out of the way, giving him an excellent view of a pair of truly lovely breasts, with big, pink nipples. To accentuate them and really give him something to gape at, she bounced on her feet, showing him how full and firm they were.

"Breathtaking!" he told her, his eyes locked on the two enormous mounds in front of him. "I could look at your breasts all day."

She stopped bouncing and smiled again. "Is that all you would want to do? Just look at them?"

Where did that come from? she thought. Apparently her slutty new tits were having an effect on her thoughts and behavior!

He couldn't believe his luck! Instead of answering verbally, though, he stepped across the elevator, cupped the twin beauties in his hands and looked into her eyes again. He waited for her response - either he was going to get slapped for pawing her or she was going to let him continue.

"Please," she breathed in a husky whisper.

He didn't need anything more than that one word. He started licking one of her nipples. With just a few strokes of his tongue, her nipple became erect. Then he switched to the other, licked and sucked and chewed on it the same way while it also quickly hardened. Jacquelyn was already sighing happily.

While the elevator slowly made its way to the building lobby, the young stud moved his hot mouth back and forth between her adorable nipples, spending only a few seconds on either one until he finally drew one of her luscious globes into his mouth and started sucking. Although she was sighing and cooing in pleasure and her upper body was squirming in pleasure against the wall of the elevator, she pushed the eager young man away.

"I really love what you're doing, stud," she whispered into his ear. "But we're almost at the ground floor."

Reluctantly, he raised his head from her lovely breasts and watched forlornly as they were once again enclosed inside her bra and within the dress that Jacquelyn zipped up.

"Don't look so sad," she said, still smiling. "We can continue this elsewhere. I live a good distance from here and there's always someone home, but I'm sure we can find some place to continue playing.

You were really giving my tits a great time and I don't want you to stop. Unless you have something else you'd rather do."

There was definitely nothing he would rather do, so they walked together to her car.
"I live a just few blocks from here and we can go to my apartment and keep doing what we were doing," he said, as he scribbled down the address and directions. "I hope you don't change your mind. I'll see you in a few minutes." 

Jacquelyn followed the directions her amorous young cock had given her. She did think about what she was doing: Jacquelyn was not an idiot and knew that, if she got caught cheating on Daddy, her plush lifestyle would quickly come to an end. She had some money from her career as a model, but it wouldn't last for very long. She needed a really good steady income, if she wanted to keep living the good life.

Still, her lust had been kindled and this fire was a hard one to put out. She did love Mr. Moneybags, but he seemed to always be working and she often felt ignored. That was another reason she wanted her new tits - she had hoped that by fixing that one flaw in her looks, she would get more of his attention. It worked for a while, but Daddy didn't get to be where he was by letting his business slide in order to pursue his other interests, no matter how delightful they may be.

She arrived at the apartment building and found him waiting by the door. He opened her car door and offered his hand to help her stand. She smiled as she took his hand. They walked into the building and went to the elevator as if they were just acquaintances. They rode the elevator in silence, only giving each other furtive glances and private smiles just in case anyone would be watching or come into the elevator.

Once they were safely inside his apartment and the door clicked shut, however, things took a decidedly more amorous tone. When the door was locked, he spun her around and pushed her back against the wall, pinning her arms to her sides and sliding a knee between her legs. He leaned in and kissed her hard and passionately on her full red lips.

Jacquelyn moaned into his mouth as she parted her lips, her tongue looking for a playmate. He provided one, accepting the invitation to play, slipping his tongue into her soft mouth. She sucked on his tongue, giving him a little preview of what she wanted to do elsewhere. She could feel him responding, too, the bulge in the front of his pants becoming more and more interesting as they kissed.

As Jacquelyn tried her best to suck the tongue from her young beau's mouth, she kicked off her heels and moved away from the wall just enough to reach behind her and unzip her dress all the way down and slide it off her soft shoulders. As it fell to the floor, she unhooked the front clasp of her lacy half-cup bra and let it fall to the floor as well. Wearing only her skimpy panties and stockings now, Jacquelyn put her arms around his neck and gently guided his mouth down to where it had been in the elevator of Daddy's office building.

For several wonderful minutes, he licked her nipples, alternating between each of her marvelous breasts while Jacquelyn sighed and moaned and cooed her enjoyment in his ear. Like in the elevator earlier, just as he was about to start feasting on her amazing tits in earnest, she interrupted him. But this time, instead of stopping him, she had another idea.

"Take me to bed, darling. I love what you are doing, but I'm sure your bed is so much more comfy," she whispered, breathily.

He picked up her dress and bra from the floor and, handing them to her, he held her hand and led her into the bedroom, clad only in her panties and stockings. She hung her dress and bra on a hook on the door, and then lay on her back in the middle of the bed, a pillow under her head, a hand under each of her amazing tits, cupping them and offering an invitation to him.

Once again he eagerly accepted her invitation, climbing onto the bed and kneeling beside her. After kissing each nipple, he sucked a sweet firm globe into his mouth. She immediately started cooing and, after a few minutes of giving his attention to her breasts, Jacquelyn was moaning from pleasure while her upper body writhed on the bed.

When he looked toward her pussy, he could see she was starting to hump into the air and he could smell her delectable juices as they soaked the crotch of her panties. He started to kiss his way down her lovely body towards that waiting wetness.

She saw what he was doing, but stopped him once more. "I know you want to eat my pussy, baby, and I want it too, but please lick and suck on my titties some more. I really love that and they are very sensitive... I want to cum from you sucking and licking my tits."

Most women need some sort of stimulation to their clits in order to reach an orgasm, but a rare few, like Jacquelyn, do not need direct clitoral stimulation in order to cum. Jacquelyn's tits and nipples were so sensitive that licking and sucking them was often enough to get her off.

In order to keep firmly latched in contact with her breasts, he changed his position slightly so that his left arm was across her belly, with the elbow bent so that hand cupped one breast. His right hand held the other gorgeous twin and there was enough of his weight pinning and holding her down her that, although she could squirm, she wouldn't be able to dislodge his mouth from where they both wanted it. Her head and legs and the rest of her body were free to thrash around freely as much as she wanted. And he had an idea that this hot, sexy creature could get wild if she got properly worked up!

Once he was in the position he wanted, the eager young stud started licking Jacquelyn's nipples again, alternating between long, broad strokes of his tongue and tiny circles around the nipple and areola, and chewing on the hard, erect nub. After a few minutes of that kind of attention, switching back and forth between her nipples, Jacquelyn was moaning again as loud and passionate as ever. He could feel her upper body wriggling and writhing under him and her hips were bucking as if she was trying to fuck the air. The crotch of her panties was soaked with fresh pussy juices.

Then, he decided to change tactics a bit. Spreading her lovely breasts apart, he buried his face between them and rubbed their soft skin against his cheeks. He hadn't had a chance to shave that morning and his two day growth added a delightful sensation against her creamy soft skin.

He began licking between the marvelous globes, then licking one while caressing the other with his face. When his tongue had bathed one nipple and areola, he turned to the other breast and licked it the same way but this time, when he finished licking it completely, he sucked a luscious mouthful into his hot mouth and began to suckle her. His lips formed a tight seal on her soft flesh and, while he sucked, his tongue played over her precious nipple. From her moaning and the state of arousal she was in, he could feel her nipple was fully erect and hard as a pebble, which pleased his tongue as he licked it.

"Yes! Yes! Like that... Oh, God, that feels so fucking good," Jacquelyn moaned encouragement to her loverboy as his mouth pleasured both of her lovely mounds in turn. When he glanced up at her face, he saw her head tossing from side to side as she enjoyed what he was doing to her. Then he went back and concentrated on what his mouth was doing and how he was enjoying it almost as much as she was.

"OhmyGod... OhmyGod... OhmyGod," she whimpered, and he could smell her wonderful pussy juices as they began to soak into the sheet underneath her. Jacquelyn was clawing his back with her perfectly manicured fingernails and, even though he had her upper body pinned under him, her ass rocked and thrashed on the bed and her legs kicked up and down.

"Keep sucking! Please keep sucking my tits. I'm gonna cum, baby, I'm gonna cum so hard for you," she cried.

They both worked to get her to cum - Jacquelyn needed to cum and he wanted to be the one to make that happen. A few minutes later, they got their wish. Suddenly, her fingernails dug fiercely into his back and the movements of the rest of her body became completely unstable and spasmodic.

"Suck me! Pleeease suck my tits," she continued pleading. Her begging was totally unnecessary because he wanted nothing more than to do just that. His mouth remained securely fastened to her lovely breast, his tongue continuing to caress her hard, aching nipple.

"Oh, fuucckkk," she cried out and began bucking and pitching as her orgasm slammed into her. She writhed and twisted, trying to dislodge him as his tongue continued its teasing. And then she lay quiet, her body completely relaxed after her climax had worked through her.