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Cumloaded4u
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Well she’s only human…I would have done the same & a lot more to youI ate fast. I finished eating, got up and went to the restroom. Meg got up and followed me. I walked in. I was at the mirror, fixing my makeup. These two other random women in the restroom were fixing their make up too.
Meg walked in. She couldn't help but gaze over my body , She said " Sorry Matilda, but i am feeling an urge to reach out and touch this satin material".
As she stood behind me she timidly touched my back and rubbed her hands up it. " feeling the smoothness of the satin material of your blouse mmmm" she commented whilst helped her palms to slickly slide over it, all the way up to my shoulders then reversing and back down my back, stopping just before the curve of my ass. She rubbed her small hands back and forth, enjoying the simple movement, her hands gliding over my back.
"i love your blouse. You are so elegant and over dressed. Your clothes are so shiny. You are so polished and shiny in this flashy satin clothes on your high heels. Your blouse is so tucked into your pants.
You are so overdressed, on high heels with full make up on. You are dressed in satin head to toe, for Christ sake. These fancy clothes must be expensive. You are so rich. " Meg commented while she rubbed my back with her both hands.
"You are dressed up to the max
You are huge. You are always so overdressed and shiny. You are such a massive woman. This fancy clothes are so tight on you because of your body type.
This fancy clothes are so tight on you because of your body type. You are such a massive woman. " she said.
Her hands kept rubbing my back. For some reason i decided to tolerate her.
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" You carry your chubbiness very well Matilda. You have such a regal bearing. You are so elegant. " Meg reassured me " I am fascinated with the size of your boobs. As you can see I am totally flat. My breasts are tiny. "
She moved her hands up and focused a little more on my upper back and shoulders , increasing the pressure slightly.
She was literally massaging my shoulders a little more firmly, " I am enjoying the feel of this satin material" she commented . I finished fixing my make up and turned around. " Wow Matilda Your enormous breasts are literally in front of my face.
I can't resist. " She loudly said.
With trembling hands, she gingerly cupped and caressed my breasts.
"Oooh!" i squealed , as aunt Meg felt me up.
"My God... What a pair!" Meg murmured." Your tits are so firm despite their enormous size, and they seem even bigger in my small hands. " i was totally kinda caught off-guard, and i simply stood there not knowing what to do. I simply stood there stunned, letting her to fondle and grope me.
Meg shifted her hands to cup the undersides of my boobs, she rubbed her palms in a small circle over the middle of my breasts.
"They're so nice and big and soft," Meg said, spreading her fingers wide as she tried, unsuccessfully, to cover the entire expanse of my breasts with her small hands.
The two random women were totally weirded out by our behaviour , but they ignored that and said/did nothing as if nothing was happening. They were watching with disgusted looks on their faces.
Meg grimaced as she continued groping my boobs. She wasn't even looking up at my face; she was almost hypnotised as she watched her own small hands squeezing my breasts through the blouse and bra.
She pressed her small hands against the outsides of my breasts and squeezed them up and together.
"You owe me big time for this aunt Meg, ." i muttered .
Meg cupped the lower part of my breasts and gave them a shake, watching with almost child-like relish as my boobs jiggled and shook across my chest.
Her hands were literally locked onto my chest, squeezing, fondling and groping to her heart's content.
I sighed deeply in a futile attempt to appear to not care about the situation
Finally Meg decided to stop groping my tits and moved her hands down to my hips. I turned around and walked out of the restroom.
As i took a few steps ahead and Meg followed me closely, she put her right hand on my left ass cheek, squeezing it. I froze at her touch.
She gave my ass cheek a slap, to which i yelped involuntarily. "Keep walking Matilda." she said jokingly.
I continued to walk ahead, stiffly and slowly, as Meg happily groped away at my behind the whole way, sometimes giving me a spank if i was being slow .
When we reached the table.
*SMACK*
Of course Meg couldn't help but spank my butt one last time as she sat on the chair, eliciting nothing but a yelp from me. My husband and other family members didn't notice, because they were in the middle of heated discussion. Aunt Meg sat next to her wife Jean and whispered something to her. About 20 minutes later i needed to pee. I went to the bathroom. I peed . I got out of the bathroom stall. Jean was there . She said " Meg told me what happened . It is a good thing that you let her to grope you.
lets walk to the mirror." I walked to the mirror. Jean walked behind me with her hands on my waist and the small of my back, pressing me toward this big mirror on the wall .
I looked into the mirror in front of me.
Jean's face appeared behind me, looking at me through the mirror.
"I will have to touch you ," she warned.
Before i could say anything, Jean's small hands were on the outside of each breast. She pressed them together, gently at first, then with growing firmness. My breasts squished against one another. This short skinny weird woman Jean stared at me through the mirror. "Hands up. Over your head," she instructed curtly.
I moved automatically in response, jerking nervously. I awkwardly raised my arms. I watched Jean's hands press on the outside of my breasts.
This small Jean stood behind me, pushing my breasts together. I gasped in disbelief. She smashed them together from my sides.
There were three other random women there in the bathroom. I became tense. I was looking at the women and they were staring back at me and Jean and watching it happen. I was so embarrassed, and i was watching all these women laugh and talk about me as they looked right at me doing nothing to help. Knowing they didn't care at all to help but instead watched and laughed at me turned me on so much.
"Wow Big Matilda. Your breasts are soo heavy." Jean commented
This short skinny weirdo Jean moved around to my front. She cupped a hand under each breast and began lifting them in her small palms. She seemed to be trying to gauge their weight and firmness.
She bounced my breasts from the sides. She was just shaking my tits.
I began to feel a little more comfortable, even though Jean's small wrinkled hands were squeezing my breasts through my blouse and bra.
The fact that she was a small skinny ugly woman made her seem somehow not sexual to me and therefore less threatening. To my surprise, her touch was causing me to become slightly aroused. This was the first time that another woman had ever touched my breasts. An involuntary wetness rushed between my legs.
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The strange small woman in front of me made my breasts shake and wobble from her "work". I felt my time to protest her groping of my breasts had passed .
Without a word, she then finally removed her hands from my breasts and walked to the restroom. I walked out out of the restroom too. Aunt Meg and her wife Jean were standing there in the hallway
"that's what you get with huge monster boobs. did you enjoy that just now? " Jean said to me
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I was so wet and embarrassed at Jean's words.
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Aunt Meg was a little more tentative.
"Are you bisexual?" she asked, reaching out to feel my right tit . I was even more nervous than she was.
"No...I...am not. I am not attracted to women. Emotionally and physically women just didn’t do it for me. I can only imagine myself in a commitment with a man. I am married to your nephew for Crist's sake" i answered.
Jean laughed. "Oh really?", she said, smirking "...you were excited to be a giant grope girl?"
I blushed as Jean moved closer, looking into my eyes as Meg who had been feeling up my tits through my blouse and bra moved aside.
Jean laughed and said to her wife Meg, "It's because of Matilda's sheer boob size. Bottom line! Having a booty is one thing but being able to pull off having gigantic boobs takes a certain kind of woman. " she exclaimed. "
Like if Matilda don't get groped on a regular basis her boobs grow bigger making it NECESSARY to be groped"
I felt humiliated and dehumanized, but i was helplessly getting wet.
Jean slapped my ass
I felt a strong sense of shame. I felt almost dizzy with embarrassment...and excitement. Jean's small hand cupped my right butt cheek with a squeeze.
I felt Jean's hand spank my right ass cheek.
I felt Meg's hand stroke my both cheeks softly, then grab a handful. I felt two hard spanks, one on each cheek. To make it all more humiliating i was getting wetter with the excitement of Meg and Jean's hands and the spanking.
I was...extremely horny.
My head was spinning. I squeezed my legs together, barely able to deal with how wet i was. I needed to leave. I started towards the door when small aunt Meg stopped me to feel both my tits. Meg even thanked me and soon after Jean goosed me without saying a word. I walked out of the hallway. About 20 minutes later it was time to leave. Aunt Meg asked for a hug and just cupped my ass with her both hands. She pressed her face against my breasts. She overly complimented me . My clueless husband didn't notice this. We got into the car. We drove off to head to my house, where I had amazing sex with my husband. It felt so good being groped like that. I can’t believe how wet and horny I got from it.
D/M me if you want to know what I would do to you
