Monica was born with the genes she got from her Mom, and as she hit puberty, her breasts became larger than those of the other girls. She sometimes felt good about them, like when she received a lot of attention from the boys in school, where her larger breasts made her popular, but also the butt of mean jokes, especially from the jealous girls. After high school, her breasts continued to grow, requiring special bras, and making it difficult to find clothes that fit. When she finally stopped growing, she was a 'P' cup size... who even knew that they went that high?
As the years passed, Monica got used to her large breasts. They sometimes gave her a backache from their weight pulling on her back muscles; a support bra helped. And they often got in the way when doing routine things like writing a letter or using the computer. She had to push them aside or work around them, and she tired of those routine tasks more quickly while trying to keep them out of the way.
But on the plus side (no pun intended), they gave her a lot of added pleasure in sexual activities. They swelled and became ultra-sensitive during parts of her cycle each month, and sex at those times was even more satisfying. She had her clitoris hood pierced at the suggestion of her lesbian friend, Berta, and between her sensitive breasts and easily aroused clit due to the piercing, Monica could get turned on and often cum due to any number of daily activities.
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One day, while cruising the internet on an X-rated story site (like Lush), Monica came across an ad for a "Big Boobs" contest. It was going to be held in Las Vegas, and included a free room, meals, and a pre-contest party for qualified candidates and one guest. On top of that, the prizes were phenomenal, ranging from $5,000 for an honorable mention to $100,000 for first place! This more than intrigued Monica, and she knew her friend Berta would love it, for the fun, good sex, and possible winnings. The rules were that the contestants' breasts had to be natural, and each had to submit several photos of their naked breasts, from several angles, so the judges could assess if they had any work done before they were allowed to enter. Any enhancements would disqualify a candidate, and the judges would be scrutinizing the contestants during the contest.
Monica talked to Berta about it, and she was thrilled by the idea. So Monica enlisted Berta's help to get photos to submit. When they had a nice series ready, Monica filled out the online form, attached the photos, and submitted them. The next day, she got a reply that said she was entered into the contest, and a room was reserved for her at The Luxor hotel, where the event would be held. Berta was thrilled when she told her. Together, they found and booked flights to and from Las Vegas, and got ready to have some fun. If they happened to win anything, all the better.
o o o
Some weeks later, it was time to go. They Uber'd to the airport, got checked in with their extra bag of clothes for the party, and flew to Las Vegas. There they Uber'd again to the Luxor, got their room, and were given a couple of page blurb about the contest tomorrow evening, and the party that evening. They went to their room and found it very nice, roomy, and with a king-sized bed.
They dressed for dinner and had a nice meal at the hotel, paid for by the Big Boobs contest, a nice perk. On returning, they had a little time to kill before going down to the party, so they decided to stay with the sex theme of the entire weekend and watch some porn to get in the mood. Berta found some pay stuff on their TV, and they had a glass of wine as they watched some lesbians go at it. The porn got Berta aroused, as expected, but Monica told her to let her horniness build all evening, and they would take care of each other later. It was soon time to get dressed and go to the party anyway.
Monica wore a fancy dress that accentuated her large breasts, and she tucked her 'girls' into a bra for support. While the dress featured her tits, it also made her legs look very nice, a splendid distraction for any onlookers that evening. She made up her face and was ready to go. Berta wore a pretty slutty outfit that any lesbian would find attractive. They had agreed that if either got picked up at the party, the other would bow out and find her own way back to their room.
On arriving, they were given a drink card good for three drinks, so they headed to the bar and ordered a glass of wine each. Standing together, they got some glances, but no men or women approached them, so they sought out a table and sat down. As they sat, a couple of men came by and asked to join them, but when Berta told them she was a lesbian, they changed their minds. Perhaps they told another couple, but for whatever reason, another couple stopped by their table; the woman said she was also a lesbian, while the man addressed Monica and said he was straight. Berta invited them to sit, and they joined them at the table.
o o o
Over drinks, the man introduced himself as John, a businessman from Wichita, and the woman said her name was Eva, but did not say more about who she was. After talking for a while, Berta and Eva seemed to hit it off and left for Eva's room. John stayed with Monica, and they had another drink as they shared more about themselves. John was a nice-looking guy, well-dressed, and friendly. He guessed from Monica's huge rack that she was the entrant in the contest, and he wished her luck, saying she had the biggest breasts he'd ever seen, and that he'd like to see more of them, if Monica were willing. In her horny state after watching porn, Monica simply asked if they should go to her room or his, and she would show him her boobs. He offered his room, and they left.
On entering his room, John pulled Monica to him, hugged her, and then kissed her passionately. When he pulled away, he spoke.
"That's for being so nice, Monica. And I'm ready to see those killer breasts of yours whenever you're ready," he told her.
"Why, thank you, John," she replied with a smile. "So let's get to it, shall we?"
When they ended their hug, Monica slipped her dress off and let it fall to the floor, and stood before John in her panties, bra, and heels. Then she removed the bra.
"Fuck!" John gasped! "I've never seen anything like those. May I touch them?" he asked, very gentlemanly.
"Sure," Monica offered.
So John slid his hands under Monica's breasts and lifted. They weighed a lot.
"Is it hard to carry these with you all the time?" he asked.
"Yes, it can be. A support bra helps a lot. But they also get in the way when writing or working on the computer," she explained. "Fortunately, they have an upside; they arouse me and give me great sex."
"Really! May I see if I can get them to arouse you now?" he asked, still the gentleman.
"I'd love it if you did! I'll sit on the bed, and you can play with them," Monica replied.
So Monica moved to the bed and sat, while John stood before her. He again cupped her boobs and caressed their undersides, and Monica moaned a little at the pleasure of his touch. Then he moved to her areola and fondled it, rubbing her large areola and finding it soft and welcoming. He massaged the areola of both breasts and saw Monica squirm a little in her delight. When he moved his fingers to her nipples and rolled them in his fingers and thumbs, she gasped a little. John took that as an invitation to do more, so he pinched them a little and pulled on them.
"Oh God, that feels good, John," Monica said. "Please don't stop!"
So John continued to play with her nipples, and Monica continued to gasp and moan with pleasure.
"I'm getting wet, John. Can you help me?" Monica managed to ask while breathing heavily.
"I'd love to," John answered, showing signs of his own arousal in the crotch of his slacks.
Monica lifted her rear off the bed and slipped her panties off. John helped her stand, then forced her legs apart with his feet. Monica stood before him, spread, her pussy totally available to him. John wasted no time in moving his hands to her cunt and opening her labia, then sliding his fingers up and down her exposed slit. She jerked with arousal each time his fingers traced over her swollen clit, since each time caused her piercing to rub directly against it. Monica was soon so fully aroused that her pussy was leaking juices onto John's hand.
"Take me, John. I'm ready!" Monica gasped.
John said nothing more, but pushed Monica back onto the bed. He stood and unzipped his slacks, then pulled them off. His boxers barely hid his penis, which was tenting badly. He slid them off, then pulled Monica's legs toward him until her ass was right at the bed's edge, and then leaned toward her. He slapped her snatch with his erection, being sure to hit the piercing, and watched as Monica moaned loudly and squirmed. Then he pressed his cock against her opening and pushed in.
Monica loved the feel of his large dick entering her well-lubed vagina. She lifted her legs and put them on his shoulders as she felt him fill her, and when John started to thrust, she rolled back and forth as she moaned in ecstasy. In that position, his deep drives easily hit her cervix and caused her to scream out in surprise and pleasure. She began to push back against his thrusts to get his cock deeper still. Her arousal became complete as her piercing rubbed her clit with his every thrust, and she jerked, spasmed, and came hard. John kept pushing into her and soon groaned and pushed extra hard as the first of his many streams of semen squirted into Monica. She felt the warmth and had a second strong orgasm as John continued to pump his load into her. He squirted several more times before ending. Then he pulled out of Monica and got towels for them.
Always the gentleman, John gave Monica a towel to clean up, and they made themselves ready to get dressed. Each of them was soon back in their clothes, and John kissed Monica and thanked her. She said she had to meet Berta back at their room and left.
o o o
Monica headed back to her room. Along the way, she passed a room just down the hall from hers from which noises like some really engaged sex were emanating. She wondered what was going on, but thinking about it only made her horny again.
When she got to her room, Monica was quite exhausted, but still aroused, from the satisfying sex she'd just had with John. Berta was not there, and Monica figured that she and the other lesbian were having fun with one another, and she might not make it back at all. She was about to get undressed and into her comfy sleepwear when there was a knock on her room's door.
Monica looked through the peephole and saw three men dressed in suits. They looked pretty official to her, so she answered the door, still in her dress.
"Good evening, Miss," one man said. "We're judges for the contest tomorrow, and we're conducting preliminary inspections for contest rule compliance. We need to be sure the contestants did not have any surgical breast enhancements, and by doing as many as we can the evening before, we save time tomorrow. From the look of you, you must be a contestant. May we come in?"
Monica was surprised that judges would be going room to room to check for rule compliance, but what they said made sense, and she had no reason to doubt them, so she invited them in. Once inside, the same man who seemed to be the head of the three-man delegation spoke.
"We need to ask you some questions, Miss, " he said as one of the other men closed the door behind them.
"Okay," Monica replied.
"First, are you entered in the 'Big Boobs' contest?"
"Yes."
"What's your name, please?"
Monica told them, and one of the men checked a list he had and marked it.
"We're sorry if this is indelicate, but we need permission to touch and examine your breasts, Monica. Will you give us permission?'
Monica knew the rule about no breast enhancements, and, odd as it was that they were going room-to-room, that seemed like a reasonable request.
"Okay," she said, and she noticed the man mark the list in his hand.
"Thank you. Now, would you please remove the part of your clothes that's covering your breasts?"
"Okay," Monica said again. Then she slid the shoulder straps off and let the dress slide down to her waist, where she held it with her hands.
The three men looked at her breasts with a sense of awe.
"Now we have to touch them, Monica, to check for signs or the feeling of any surgeries."
Then each of the men reached for her breasts. Two of the men stood on either side of Monica and took one breast in their hands. They cupped them and felt her breast tissue, feeling for any kind of seams, bumps, or dimples that could indicate a surgery. Meanwhile, the third man fit his hands between her breasts to touch her there. It all felt good to Monica, and she couldn't help but get a little aroused.
When the two men beside her moved to her areola and massaged them, she let out an unexpected sigh of pleasure. The third man ran his hand from between her breasts to under them and caressed the place where they met her chest, and it felt great to Monica to have a place so ignored by most men being touched and caressed. A moan escaped her lips at his touch, along with the pleasure she felt from two men massaging her areolas.
The two men standing beside her moved to her nipples, and Monica nearly jumped.
"Would you be more relaxed sitting on the bed?" the head man asked.
"Yes, I think so," she replied, and the man helped her to sit on the edge of the bed.
The two others began to check her nipples, moving them up and down to look for any signs of work having been done. Her nipples reacted to their touch and movements by becoming firm almost instantly, and Monica moaned more loudly. The other man continued caressing and exploring the underside of the breasts while these two placed their fingers and thumbs to grip her nipples and gently roll them. Monica was becoming very aroused by this time, her sensitive nipples reacting to these men's stimulations. She could not help moaning loudly at the stimulation as her sensitive breasts and nipples continued to arouse her even more.
"You seem to be enjoying this, Miss, so let's have you lie back and savor the experience as we finish, okay?"
"Yes," Monica heard herself say, and the head man helped her lie on he back on the bed, before returning to caress the undersides of the breasts.
Monica was getting very turned on by all that these men were doing, and she moaned in response to every caress. Her breasts were not only large, but they were very sensitive to touch, and she always got turned on when they were played with. What these men were doing was a three-pronged assault on her most erotic place outside of her hood-pierced clit. Though she didn't want to be, she was already very aroused and wet down below, and her reactions gave it away.
"You seem to be in need of some satisfaction, some relief, Miss. May we help you with that?"
"Oh, please," she said without thinking, as her sexual needs resurfaced after her earlier sex, and she was ready for more.
With her consent, the men helped lift her rear and slide her dress off, followed by her panties. Monica was now naked on the bed, and the men moved to her legs, which they spread open, exposing her beautifully shaved pussy. All restraints that she or the men had suddenly vanished, and they each took a place on her body to ravish her. One took her breasts and sucked on her nipples, another rubbed her inner thighs and squeezed her ass cheeks, while the head man caressed her pussy's slit. Monica loved everything they were doing to her and squirmed in ecstasy at their actions, moaning so loudly that she suddenly wondered if these men were the source of the sex noises she heard in the room down the hall.
The men continued to rub and arouse her senses all over her body. At her breasts, one of the men was squeezing her boobs as he suckled on her nipples, while at her ass, another man was rubbing her inner thighs as he squeezed and nipped at her ass cheeks. Both of these would drive Monica to come in short order, but the piece de resistance was the head man at her pussy, who had begun to lick her slit and her piercing to tweak her clit. All of it together was more than she could stand, and she heaved under these men as they continued to ravage her.
Soon, Monica could stand it no longer, and trying to hold back was hopeless. She came with an intensity she had not known in some time, her nectar flowing from her cunt into the head man's mouth, with jerking and spasms that shook the men into stopping for a moment.
"We're happy to see you enjoy your arousal so much, Miss. May we indulge ourselves by fucking you?"
"Anything, just please don't stop!" Monica gasped, her mind and body lost in the bliss of a total sexual wonderland.
So with her okay, the men removed their jackets and dropped their slacks before they took turns standing between Monica's legs and fucking her. The head man went first while the others resumed playing with her breasts, which only prolonged Monica's orgasms. While she writhed in ecstasy on the bed, the head man slapped her pussy with his erection and pressed into her. He fucked her hard, thrusting deep, and soon erupted, pulsing his load into her. When he was done, one of the other men took his place and entered her cunt with his larger penis, giving Monica a stretching experience which triggered yet another orgasm. The last man had the biggest cock yet, and fucked her deeper than the others. Monica was lost in the endless stimuli she had endured, and came several more times as the last man fucked her.
When the men finished, they used her room's towels to wipe themselves off, and got dressed. Monica lay on the bed, still breathing hard and in the throes of the pleasure she had experienced.
"We are all done, Monica. I hope you didn't mind our inspection of your breasts. Have a good evening!" the head man said as they opened the door and left.
Monica lay on the bed for several more minutes before having the breath and energy to get up. When she did, a load of semen ran from her cunt and onto her thighs and the bed cover. She grabbed a towel and wiped her legs and the cover as best she could. Then she hopped in the shower and washed away the remnants of the judges' visit.
Afterward, she got ready for bed and slept soundly, waking up alone the next morning.
o o o
It was the day of the contest, and Monica wondered if the judges who fucked her last night would give her extra credit in their votes. That wasn't why she let them do her, but it would be nice.
She passed the day wandering the Las Vegas strip, enjoying the sights, while male passers-by and lesbians enjoyed the sight of her big breasts! At dinner time, she found Berta, and they dined together, catching up on how each of them spent the last evening and that day. Monica was right in assuming Berta and the lesbian she met spent the night together, having all sorts of fun, using all kinds of toys her new friend had: her favorite was a dual-headed dildo. They gave each other countless orgasms, and Berta was happy she met her and had the experience.
Monica related that the judges came by, and how, in the course of inspecting her boobs, they got her so turned on that she let them ravish her, driving her to multiple intense orgasms.
After dinner, the two of them got dressed for the 'Big Boobs' contest in the Luxor's main ballroom. On arriving, they were seated, and a scantily clad buxom waitress brought them drinks. Looking around, they saw more big-breasted women than they had ever seen in one place. Monica was big, but some of these women appeared to be even bigger. Both of them wondered if the judges had examined them yet, since some just had to have had work done, or were injecting enhancers.
When the judges appeared on the stage to start the contest, Monica didn't see the three who had visited her. She figured they must be backstage, but eventually found out they were not judges at all; just three men who came up with a novel way of getting at least one good-looking, big-breasted woman to have sex with them!
And so the contest went on, with ten finalists, including Monica, standing on stage wearing matching outfits they were given backstage; these consisted of a very short skirt and a very revealing, easily removable blouse. All ten contestants were told to take their tops off together as they stood across the stage, and revealed their huge breasts to the cheers of the crowd. After that, they were paraded one at a time to stand center-stage to be inspected by the judges, who looked them over and checked any suspicious areas with gloved hands. None of the women was disqualified, though both Monica and Berta were convinced a couple of them had some sort of injections to become SO big. At least those women didn't win, despite their ridiculous size.
The judges voted and revealed the results, and that was it for the contest! Monica received an Honorable Mention and a $5000 prize. She was happy, and didn't care that the fake judges weren't able to help her.
o o o
Berta and Monica had some "Friends With Benefits" sex in their room after the contest ended. They used the dual-headed dildo the lesbian had given her as a momento, and some wandering hands, to play with and fuck each other to wonderful orgasms!
The flight home was uneventful, and Monica was glad she had entered the contest. She was happy about the prize she won, happy about the fake judges' visit and the intense orgasms she had, and the rewarding FWB sex she had with Berta.
Overall, it was a pretty darn good weekend!
<< The End >>
