>>20152

The thing is that she's such a kind person, I can't really picture her bullying anyone for any reason at all. She's super supportive about my tiny boobs, telling me how they don't look out of place on my frame like hers do and giving me actually useful fashion advice for my flatness. I guess I'll just have to stick to my fantasies and the memories of briefly listening to them having sex in a different room.

>>20158

>This queaning-by-proxy situation of yours sounds very comfy, if you don't mind my saying so.

No, of course I don't mind! I actually appreciate it, but can you tell me why you think it's comfy? For me it's a bit frustrating.

>To be fair, this is still what would be happening if he were your man instead.

I know, but that would be much better, knowing that they'd be aware of me being there and how I feel about it… it opens up so many extremely lewd possibilities.

>>20166

>I'll refrain from overlaying my own fantasy elements though because it's your situation and not mine.

>Didn't I just say that I'm going to refrain from overlaying my own fantasy elements? You're making this a very difficult promise for me to keep to you, Anon.

You are making me very curious! Please tell me about it…

(Also, excuse my English, sometimes I don't proofread my posts and make silly mistakes.)

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>>20169

>Oh, fine, Anon. But only because you brought us such a comfy situation! And you have to promise not just to enjoy my shameful greentexting and keep telling us about the real deal. I'll have to stick to vignettes because I'm short on time and talent.

Thank you so much! And I promise! Ask away and I'll answer about us and our relationship.

>like tightly-packed soft cotton wool against every inch of my skin and heart and pussy and clit

OMG that's exactly how I was feeling while I was reading it, especially in my heart, I couldn't have expressed it better. My hands are still a tiny bit shaky as I type.

>the part where we help her get undressed and try on some new lingerie that she'll be wearing for our fiancé tonight

I imagine her handing me a measuring tape with a knowing and big smile on her face while we are in the fitting room and she asks me to help her measure her bust and underbust because she can't do it properly on her own due to her huge boobs. I don't even know if I could look into her eyes…

>(of course it's perfectly groomed, I helped her shave it in the shower before this started)

Oh god! This might potentially be so hot!

>(I'm not gay, I'm just useful)

"Y-y-yeah! I'm not doing this for myself, I'm just making others happy."

>maybe I'll be able to do the ceremony in a chastity belt

This is making me feel things that I didn't even know existed. Thanks for the new fetish.

>>short on time and talent

>>not writing "short on tits, time, and talent"

Ok, you made me laugh a lot there. But you are totally not short on talent Anon! You are really good at this! Have you written more stuff like this or full stories maybe? I'd love to read them!

>>20169

>(I'm not gay, I'm just useful)

This belongs on a banner.

>>20171

>It was really just me having fun with a fantasy overlaid on your situation so I'm glad you got something out of it too. Please treat your new fetish(es) well.

I'm really glad that you had fun too! And I will treat them well, don't worry.

>Also a little bit while we're fastening her bra wherein she mentions our fiancé and we can smell her sudden and powerful arousal and know we're utterly helpless to keep them apart even if we wanted to.

You are really making me confront my bicuriosity today Anon.

>the greentext known as Catgirl Revolution over in the first interracial thread (weren't those the days):

Oh I remember that one, it was really good, I enjoyed it a lot!

>you'll just have to imagine it and/or guess that the author was the same one who once wrote cuckquean fanfiction about you, your friend, and her fiancé.

Is it silly if this makes me feel special somehow?

>Anyway, you offered, so I suppose I'll ask about the time you overheard them having sex. What happened?

It's actually nothing particullarly special, but anyway it was EXTREMELY exciting as you can imagine. It happened last year, we were on a vacation together with more mutual friends. We were staying at a hotel and I was the only single one (still am…) and my room happened to be next to theirs. The next day after we arrived to the hotel I went to my room to take a nap and aftere I entered the room I heard them. They seemed to be going at it quite hard and fast, and the fact that it was over after 3 or 4 minutes makes me think that I should have arrived much earlier to enjoy the whole thing. She was moaning quite loudly and they also said many things, but I only managed to actually understand when she said "So deep!" and when he told her he was going to cum, everything else was unintellegible. His groans were hyper sexy and they made me cum like never before. Needless to say that I didn't sleep at all and that my pussy was very very sore afterwards. I was a flustered mess for the rest of the day, and she even asked me later if I was ok because I seemed too "nervous".

Feel free to ask more questions if you want. By the way, is that picture a part of a doujin or something?

>>20174

>Thank you for saying so many nice things

Thank you for writing so many nice things!

>Your remark about confronting bicuriosity because of the scent scene is something I don't really understand, though.

It's just something that makes me feel a bit ashamed, probably because of my extremely catholic upbringing. I'm not conflicted about it though, just a bit… uncomfortable about it when I'm not horny as fuck.

>I'm not even slightly gay but I react very strongly to the scent of other women smeared on my man.

Oh, so your boyfriend actually cucks you?! I'm so jealous of you!

>I also like that now you know his cock is long and probably thick enough to make her feel deeply fucked

Ever since high school he's always been that guy with the reputation for having the biggest dick ever, everyone knew about it because the girls he fucked would constantly gossip about it and his friends would call him "the hose" often. I've seen him in swimming trunks more than once and it's hard not to notice it dangling there and moving around sometimes. I don't know if he's just a shower or if he gets significantly bigger when he's hard though, the rumours usually went along the lines of that he was just way too big overall, but rumours are just rumours. It's also easily visible when he wears tight jeans, but for obvious reasons he almost never does this. I'm shy when it comes to talking about sexual stuff in real life, so despite my friend being very open about the topic of sex in general, I don't know much about his endowment other than what I already mentioned.

>which is even nicer when you consider that tall wide-hipped girls like her usually have slightly deeper vaginas on average.

She once told me just after they started dating that he was so happy that she was able to take all of it inside of her unlike pretty much all the other girls. We were both drinking and I blushed a lot while she just laughed.

Now, my pussy is tiny just like the rest of me… I fantasise about him being unable to properly fuck me, always needing so much foreplay and preparation just to be able to use half of it or so and on top of that being restricted to just slow, gentle and soft sex, nothing animalistic and rough. He would really need that, like all men do, and my body simply is not made to handle that, it's not good enough for him… I'm not good enough for him… He's just so frustrated… He needs to let out all that tension and energy… When we masturbate in front of each other he gets noticeably harder and cums more than when he fucks me. I can see how roughly he strokes his cock, there's no way I'd be able to take that… The obvious conclusion is that he needs someone else that can actually satisfy him sexually. And that realisation makes me scared but crazily horny.

>Do you think he was wearing a condom, or do you think he came inside her and she still had the still-got-some-cum-inside tingling warmth when she was asking you whether you were OK?

She's on the pill I think, so probably not… Oh god, the thought of her still having his cum inside while she was talking with me… W-why are you so good at making me feel things, Anon?

>Does she ever talk to you about her fiancé?

The usual stuff between friends I guess. As I'm very shy and I had a very religious upbringing, I'd say she tries to avoid the more sexual topics out of respect when I'm with her. If only she knew… Maybe I should start being more open.

>I'm also curious about the kind of things you imagine her saying and doing to bully you, if you're comfortable telling us.

Yeah, I don't mind sharing my fantasies here and I think it's a bit exciting to do so… I have a very detailed one, but I'll post it in the next message(s) because it got quite long. Be nice please!

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>>20175

I'm staying one night at their place after a night out. You know who. She wakes me up very early in the morning, there's barely any light outside and she forces me out of bed by taking me by my upper arm and then taking me to their bedroom. She's buck naked and her tanned body is simply mesmerising, I can barely protest as I watch her wide hips and round ass swaying with her long and confident strides, which make it hard for me to keep up the pace as my legs are much shorter than hers.

When we reach their room she opens the door and roughly pushes me inside, making me fall in front of the bed. He's there, sleeping soundly and rock hard, throbbing. I want him soooo bad… he's just so perfect… She crouches down next to me with her legs spread wide open, her pussy clearly very swollen and glistening in the dim light, there's even a bit of her juices on the border between her crotch area and her supple and round thighs. Did she intentionally show me that…? I can't even think about it since she gently grabs my face with her hands.

"Anon, I want to be a good girlfriend for him and I'm going to wake you up with a surprise, but I need your help…" She whispers with an intense gaze fixed on my confused eyes, which also betray how horny I am getting. "He just loooves to have his big, fat cock between my boobs and cumming all over them… But I don't have any lube and I can't just properly spread saliva over my cleavage, it's waaaaay too big for that… So that's why I need your help." She greatly emphasised the size description and I felt a tingle inside of me. I look at her boobs and then at his cock, too horny to actually understand what she wants.

"No silly! I could suck him off myself if I wanted to. Besides, your mouth is too small to even blow him properly… Listen, just lather my whole cleavage and my boobs with a looot of saliva…" She bites her lower lip as she finishes whispering that. "And don't forget about my nipples either, they are very sensitive and on top of that he loves it when I rub them all over his cockhead." They protrude a lot and seem to be really hard. Her display of arousal is intimidating me in a sense, but it's also making me very aroused too, I can feel my pussy getting sopping wet. I don't even know how I'm feeling, my heart is pounding like crazy, I'm scared, horny, jealous, humiliated and full of anticipation all at the same time… And I think I love it.

She gets impatient while I reflect on my feelings, grabs my arms to pull me up and force me to stand up. She then stands up as well and firmly pulls my head between her boobs with her hands, our height difference makes this much easier. "Come on, don't just stand there like a deer caught on headlights. Just start licking before he wakes up." They are just sooo big, sooo soft, sooo smooth and sooo warm… Her areolae are very dark, in line with her tanned skin, and they are proportionate to her breasts, just the volume of one of them must be around the same or even bigger than one of my breasts.

"Come on Anon!" She whispers more impatiently. I can very clearly hear her heartbeat and I don't know if what's making it so intense is the thought of having his cock between her boobs or "forcing" herself on me like this. "I'm always helping you and giving you advice, when was the last time you did something for me…? Just be useful for once and do as I say. Lick!" She orders quietly so as not to wake him up. That's all it takes, my will breaks and I'm just on autopilot now. My tongue starts licking and lathering her glorious cleavage with saliva. My heart is going to blow up and she lets out the sexiest soft moan I've ever heard in my life. A barely audible "Yesss…" escapes her lips as one of her hands holds my head and the other one heads down to her dripping cunt, it's so wet that I can hear the sloppy noises as if they were a few inches from my ears.

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>>20176

My hands grab one of her boobs, it's the first time I touch a breast that is not mine and it's just so different. It's so heavy! How can she even walk normally carrying these all the time… No part of my body has really been touched and I feel close to cumming. I move my head and take the nipple in my mouth. Feeling it so hard against my tongue is simply amazing. Her breathing becomes even more erratic. The thought of making her even hornier is… exciting? She abruptly pulls my head towards her other breast and quickly forces her nipple in my mouth as she moans softly. The hand in her pussy starts to move faster. Her head leans back as she looks at the ceiling with her mouth open and her luscious hair beautifully falls down her back, nearly reaching her buttcheeks.

After about five more minutes of sucking her nipples and licking her boobs and her cleavage there's a lot of saliva coating them. My tongue hurts and feels dry, but I continue nonetheless. Suddenly she pushes me away with her hand, leaving a lot of warm pussy juice just where it made contact with my chest. In less than a second the smell reaches my nostrils, and pushes me even closer to my orgasm, but just not there yet. She seems to be very close to cumming as well, she roughly grabs her huge breasts with her hands, sinking her delicate fingers in the soft flesh. The contrast between her yellow-painted nails and her tanned skin is very alluring. She stays like that for a while as I watch dumbfounded. It looks like she's purposefully staying at the edge of her orgasm, her face shows clear signs of pleasure as she continues to greedily grope her boobs. Once she stops she calms down for some seconds and looks at me. Then she looks down at her boobs and then back at me. She releases them and they drop a bit, they are not saggy at all considering their size. There's more light coming from outside now, they glisten a lot due to all the saliva on them in an incredible display of sexyness. And she smiles, I can see how she's clearly enjoying my jealousy and thanking her blessed genes. If a feather touched my pussy right now the orgasm would make me faint without a doubt.

"That's enough Anon. I don't want to cum with you touching my boobs, that would be cheating, and besides it's a privilege only for him anyway." She says without much interest in me, she's focused on his cock now, still rock hard and throbbing like before. "Now get out and go to the kitchen, take a glass and stay outside of the room. The wall with the headboard is the thinnest one and is shared by the living room. I like the thought of having an audience that is getting off to me having fun. Once we are done return to your bed an pretend nothing happened, I don't want him to know anything… yet." She opens the door and pushes me out just like she pushed me in, but without even bothering to look at me this time. I immediately bite my hand and place my fingers on my swollen clitoris. I cum in one second and I feel I'm going to die, I can't even scream or moan, I almost pass out. After like three or so minutes of panting and breathing like if I was recovering from a heart attack I manage to stand up and walk to the kitchen to do as I was told.

I place the edge of the glass against the wall and lean in to listen. "Yeah baby! I love having your hard cock between my tits!". I cum, again. I'm so horny and so jealous. I want to be on her shoes, having her huge boobs on my body and being titfucked by his cock and slapped on the underboob by his crotch as he moves. But just listening here, touching myself while I can't even see them… knowing that an almost perfect woman that is much better than me in pretty much everything and that has just used and humiliated me is making the man I'm madly in love with feel things that he'd never feel with me… I cum again. And again, and again, and again, and again… without stopping to think about anything else because I literally can't think about anything else except that right now. There's something deep inside of me that wants just that and nothing else.

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>>20177

When they are done after what seems to be like forever to me, I'm barely conscious. There's a lot of direct sunlight entering through the window now. My hand can now only hold the glass against the wall very weakly. I can still hear her saying something. "Even after all that you still cum soo much! I love it!" She says cheerfully. "It's because of you honey… no one can satisfy me like you do." "Yeah… no one can…" She says quite loudly, with an obviously knowing tone in her voice. My heart skips a beat and my pussy throbs instead as I hear that. "I'm going to sleep a bit more honey, you really drained me just now…" He says with a soft voice that makes me melt while I imagine he's saying that as he looks into my eyes… but he's not and somehow that makes it even better. "Sure, I'll hit the shower now, you made a mess of me!"

I hear the door and she comes out. She stands there tall and proud, as if she wanted to display herself and her feminine beauty to me. Her cleavage, her boobs, her neck, her crotch, her very thick and bushy yet carefully trimmed black hair on her mons pubis and the inner sides of her thighs are covered in big stains of dry cum while her face and her hair are a total mess and are covered in a multitude of fresh, thick and long rivulets of very pearly cum. The thin layer of sweat makes her body glisten with the morning sunshine. She's like three metres away, but I can smell the sex, the amazing sex she just had with the awesome man that now sleeps peacfully and with empty balls in the bed in the next room. There's a huge mischievous grin on her face as she stills breathes a bit faster than usual, giving her gorgeous breasts the slightest amount of movement to subtly catch the attention of any unsuspecting watcher.

Meanwhile I'm there huddled against the corner in the floor, shaking, half conscious, with an extremely swollen and sore pussy that can't take anymore at all, a very wet crotch and fingers with a small dry puddle of pussy juice on the floor just in front of my entrance, wrinkly fingers and tiny pencil-eraser-sized hard nipples on equally tiny boobs that are trying way too hard to pretend they are post-pubescent. My body is not reacting, I have a hard time catching a drift of what goes on around me. She gets close to me. "Well, looks like you enjoyed it too… too much I'd say." She laughs without malice. "Come on, I'll take you to your room." She grabs my wrists and tries to help me get up, but my body is not responding. Instead, she drags me towards the room, my heels still on the floor.

She easily places me in the bed, I'm really skinny and she's very tall. I'm laying facing up, looking at her as sleep starts to take me. She smiles again. "We should do this again, don't you think…?" She says while she looks down at me, leaning from straight above my chest. I try to nod, but I can't, she understands anyway. Despite how thick his cum is, a huge drop from her hair falls down just as she stands up. My hopes get up for an instant only to see how it lands on her huge left breast without her even noticing it at all. This made me realise something really deep just as I closed my eyes and fell asleep. Her body will always be between me and him no matter what… and that's for the best.

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>>20178

I think that your bicuriosity is a blessed adaptation that allows you to form strong quasi-sexual bonds with other women so you can share the same man more harmoniously. Your inbuilt desire to be below her is a perfect example because that makes you want to be in your place instead of bucking against it. Likewise, your reaction to the fact that she was probably full of his cum is simply good instinct. Being full of the man you love is a blissful feeling; I’ve heard of some girls going so far as to seal their recently-fucked pussies shut with a band-aid or medical tape to prolong the feeling (not all of us can because of UTI risk of course), but I’m sure that’s only the ones who are near fetish level. The chance of her being one of those types is the same as anyone else, but I think it’s still fun to imagine.

I enjoyed reading your fantasy. You’re much more humiliation-driven than I am but I liked the implication that she’s being a little meaner than usual for your benefit, like she knows that’s what you need. As a flatter girl you’re clearly used to masturbating a lot to the point where it’s even a fantasy activity, which several posters above me (e.g. >>8530) also agree is a good thing.

I think it’s a shame that there isn’t a more generally accepted understanding of how smaller-breasted girls can channel their jealously of bigger-breasted women into positive forms, like worship. Of course you don’t want to put that kind of responsibility on a real person - being an object of worship is quite tough - but I still think everyone would be happier if this was more commonly understood.

With your new understanding of your nature as a kind of gift or blessing, perhaps it will be easier to be a little more open and comfortable the next time you and your friend are drinking together. She sounds like she can be quite bawdy and it might be fun to let her show that side of herself to you.

>>20191

>I think that your bicuriosity is a blessed adaptation that allows you to form strong quasi-sexual bonds with other women so you can share the same man more harmoniously.

That sounds like a good description actually, it makes sense.

>I enjoyed reading your fantasy.

Thank you so much! What did you like and dislike about it?

>You’re much more humiliation-driven than I am but I liked the implication that she’s being a little meaner than usual for your benefit, like she knows that’s what you need.

It's not only about me being on the receiving end of the humiliation she subjects me to, but also on witnessing her display of dominance through her boobs and her body in general, if that makes sense. Just watching her doing that to another girl would excite me a lot even if it wouldn't necessarily make me feel jealous due to me wanting to be in her shoes and being personally humiliated. And yeah, I like the idea of her deciding to simply act because she can see right through me and in the end she just "gives" me what I need.

>As a flatter girl you’re clearly used to masturbating a lot to the point where it’s even a fantasy activity, which several posters above me (e.g. >>8530) also agree is a good thing.

Yeah… that one is spot on. Reading the post you linked made something stir inside of me.

>I think it’s a shame that there isn’t a more generally accepted understanding of how smaller-breasted girls can channel their jealously of bigger-breasted women into positive forms, like worship. Of course you don’t want to put that kind of responsibility on a real person - being an object of worship is quite tough - but I still think everyone would be happier if this was more commonly understood.

I think that there's a perfect example of this on the second picture of this post (>>16874), the body language of both girls is just amazing in their respective roles! I agree with you that everyone would be happier if this was better understood.

>With your new understanding of your nature as a kind of gift or blessing, perhaps it will be easier to be a little more open and comfortable the next time you and your friend are drinking together. She sounds like she can be quite bawdy and it might be fun to let her show that side of herself to you.

How should I bring the topic into the conversation? I'm going to have dinner tomorrow or maybe on Sunday at her place (the boyfriend is out of town for a few days). The prospect of talking about anything related to this with her makes me VERY nervous, but I find it very exciting as well…

>>20193

>You already know her quite well and there's no need to spill your spaghetti. Focus on having a fun time together with her, get both of you buzzed, and then once you're both in a happy relaxed state bring up things like how she must be missing her man, how you sometimes feel like you praise them as a couple too much, et cetera.

>Jokingly mention you're still jealous of her rack (which is something I assume you've both joked about before). With luck she'll broach a bawdy subject first. Enjoy the feeling of embarrassment if it produces one in you (you can practice this by imagining such a situation, letting the emotion happen, and then consciously "working out" how to link it to enjoyment - the actual process is different for everyone). This will help you keep the banter going naturally.

Ah, this is the answer I was looking for! Thanks!

>The goal here is to show her (not tell her) that she doesn't need to keep herself more prudish than she'd like out of concern for your feelings.

>The goal is to have a fun time together with her, be more open than you would normally, and let her show you something of herself.

Nicely put, you seem to be skilled when it comes to navigating these things.

>Accept that anything might happen, train yourself to have fun even when embarrassed, and your body and reflexes will do the rest for you.

This sounds like a great idea, thanks for the advice Anon!

By the way, could you elaborate on your thoughts about my fantasy? I think your opinions on it might be very interesting, I'd say you are quite sharp and it looks like you catch on things easily.

>>20194

You're welcome Anon. I wouldn't say I'm skilled, I just perhaps spend a little more time than the average person thinking about these things.

>By the way, could you elaborate on your thoughts about my fantasy? I think your opinions on it might be very interesting

I'm not sure what kind of thoughts you'd like to see. The fantasy is very revealing, but probably not of anything you don't already know about yourself. I could say what my analytical part tells me but that'd just be making things dry when they're better wet. Besides, I would be a compersive in a humiliation-driven fantasy, which makes me a tourist rather than a native.

I'm going to speak in kook-language here, but may I suggest, Anon, that you have found yourself in possession of a sexuality that few others have? Because you have this within you, be aware that you will need to pay unusual attention and develop a strong relationship of trust with your own soul because so few others will be able to help you orient. If you do not perform this work, it may go rabid on you and cause you to do and feel things that you do not completely understand nor necessarily want.

One thing about your fantasy that stands out to me is your focus on the inferiority of your body and the indirect punishment it receives throughout. I think it's good that you can enjoy being masochistic in this way, but I personally think your body sounds cute. It might just be my compersive nature talking or maybe the part of me that loves petgirl aesthetics, but I think that bodies like yours deserve to be cuddled and petted rather than hurt. Just because tall, wide-hipped, buxomised goddesses have bodies that are superior doesn't mean that your petite, svelte, portable, throwable body is inferior. Do we think of dogs as having inferior bodies to humans? No, we don't, because they're different and fit for purpose. In the same way I think you should appreciate what your body is good for and make it the best version of what it can be. Strive to make your butt appealing, enjoy taking your goddess friend's fashion advice, focus on expanding your personality, develop virtues both ordinary and sexual, etc. Experience yourself as a valuable piece of property.

I hope I haven't overstepped myself here. I seem to have developed a brainwashing and "re-education" fetish somewhere along the line, so I hope you'll forgive me if I occasionally slip into that mode.

>>20195

>you have found yourself in possession of a sexuality that few others have? Because you have this within you, be aware that you will need to pay unusual attention and develop a strong relationship of trust with your own soul because so few others will be able to help you orient.

This sounds like good advice, thanks!

>If you do not perform this work, it may go rabid on you and cause you to do and feel things that you do not completely understand nor necessarily want.

I'm not sure I really understand what you mean here… can you give me a more detailed explanation?

>One thing about your fantasy that stands out to me is your focus on the inferiority of your body and the indirect punishment it receives throughout. I think it's good that you can enjoy being masochistic in this way,

Yeah, that's a big thing for me.

>but I personally think your body sounds cute. It might just be my compersive nature talking or maybe the part of me that loves petgirl aesthetics

Well, I've been told by many people that I'm very cute overall, both physically and when it comes to personality. I'm barely 150cm or 149cm tall and about 45kg, but I have a round butt and pretty facial features. Also, my waist-to-hips ratio is nice while not being as spectacular as that of my friend. Of course, I'm flat as a board, literally, But I still think that I have petgirl aesthetics.

>but I think that bodies like yours deserve to be cuddled and petted rather than hurt.

Why not both? I'm probably just more into the hurting part right now, but the thought of also being the pet of a very hot girl after she has… I don't know, "claimed" me? "owned" me? in a relatively violent way is also REALLY hot.

>Just because tall, wide-hipped, buxomised goddesses have bodies that are superior doesn't mean that your petite, svelte, portable, throwable body is inferior.

I think that those bodies are superior in a sense while bodies like mine are inferior in a sense. This does not mean that one should hate oneself or feel bad about it or that bodies like mine are useless. They just have different capabilities so to say.

>I think you should appreciate what your body is good for and make it the best version of what it can be. Strive to make your butt appealing, enjoy taking your goddess friend's fashion advice, focus on expanding your personality, develop virtues both ordinary and sexual, etc. Experience yourself as a valuable piece of property.

Oh yes, I try to stay fit with yoga, swimming and leg exercises, and I also try to be a better person every day. I love the idea of somehow "being" a valuable property as you mentioned, I never thought of it in those terms.

If you are interested I'll tell you about tonight's dinner with my friend when I get back home later or maybe tomorrow.

>>20198

We certainly are interested.

>>20199

Well, I'm back, sorry for the delay, I've been very busy. Basically it went well, I'll get into the details now.

So I arrive there and she greets me, we chat, we start having dinner and so on. She continued to drink wine after we finished the food (I was more than tipsy with just one glass). I was very nervous but I convinced myself that I had to be more open with her. So I tried what I was suggested and I made a joke about my jealousy for her boobs. I was SO nervous, but also a bit excited even though I knew that most likely nothing much would happen and I don't even mean cucky stuff, just a juicy comment perhaps. Still, that bit of excitation felt… empowering? Maybe just being more honest with her and that's all.

Anyway I was afraid that it would just come out as awkward as hell especially since I was a bit drunk, but I guess that her being drunk too helped and she laughed. Then she told me about how, deep down, I wouldn't really like it, because there are so many big boob problems, like all the unwanted attention, especially the jealousy and issues from other women. "It's impossible to hide them, wherever you go people will always see your boobs first and then the rest of you." were almost her exact words. And according to her those problems would be pretty bad for me, a shy, formal, demure and basically goody two shoes girl (she didn't phrase it exactly like that, but you get the point).

I told her that while I understand the problems that come with big boobs, I'm not really a demure girl, it's just that I might seem too shy but I'm not actually stuck up. She was surprised by this because she thought I was very stuck up due to my very religious and conservative family and that she has tended in the past to avoid topics and situations that might make me uncomfortable, mostly sexual stuff and things related to boobs and boob size in order to not make me feel bad about myself (I was pretty sure that she was doing exactly this on purpose). I told her that I'm not religious at all, that I don't have any problem with sexual topics and that her boobs don't make me insecure. That last one is not 100% true, I feel some insecurity but it's not the insecurity she's thinking about, so whatever. She was very happy about this new revelation and how it made us be even closer and we hugged each other. God, being embraced by her at that moment was amazing! One of the best feelings ever!

She then joked about how she could start to complain about her wedding dress problems without making it sound like a humble-brag. "Don't get me wrong, I love my boobs just the way they are, but sometimes I think that it'd be so cool if we could exchange them for a few days. You'd have your fun and me and my back would take a rest." We both laughed. We continued chatting a bit more, but it was already quite late and I was tired and still somewhat drunk, so she suggested me to spend the night there. They have a sofa, but their bed is a massive 2 by 2 metres and the bedroom is warmer than their living room so I accepted her hospitality and we slept on the bed since the fiancee was away.

She fell asleep quickly, and I was there thinking about what had happened before when I realised that I was on the bed where they fuck probably every day. I got very horny very quickly and I had to restrain myself a lot in order not to masturbate there while looking at her body and imaging him pounding the fuck out of her wide ass, holding her cheeks apart with his big and strong hands. God, his hands are probably the best part of his body, I hope he doesn't notice me when I look at them more than I should… Luckily for me I fell asleep soon so I did not have to deal with all that horniness. I'd take care of that the next day at home.

And the next morning was pretty uneventful. I jokingly asked her if she had changed the bed sheets after he left, and she said of course. I was internally disappointed, but oh well. We quickly had breakfast and I left after she hugged me tightly again. I hope she didn't notice my increasing heartbeat or my slight blushing.

So… I guess it all went fine? What do you think?

I still think it's nothing but rp'ing dudes in here.

>>20224

>I think that it sounds as though you had a wonderful time, Anon. I'm glad that you were able to get closer to her.

Yeah! I think it was better than what I expected.

>Even though you were not sleeping in their juices, you might have considered that you were probably curled up in his indentation.

I didn't really think about that, but now that I just have I feel so lucky in a sense…

>Wait a minute…

>>their bed is a massive 2 by 2 metres

>O-oh. Oh my.

I'm afraid I'm not following you… What's wrong with that? They are both very tall, that's probably why they shelled out the extra money for it.

Also, love your pic! Looks like a caricature of my friend.

>>20226

>Harem size.

O-oh… So… you really think they…?

>Your friend is not white? You must forgive my assuming she is.

She is, but she is really tanned and has almost jet black hair.

>that pic

She could be just like that, and I'd be on my knees waiting on the corner of the bed. "Hey Anon… come and clean me up…"

>>20228

>I do not think anything except that it is easy to imagine that they do.

Yeah, you are right.

>Would they keep you in the bed with them or prepare you a little pet bed at the foot of theirs, do you think?

The little pet bed sounds… both very cute and hot at the same time.

> How many of her orgasms would you overhear, kept like that?

Too many to count for sure…

>I like the fact that she is white but tanned - almost exactly like an ancient Egyptian queen! Imagine rubbing scented oil into her body, anointing it so she'll smell and feel amazing for her king, being privileged to be on hand and help them be together,

God, I'd probably become a shaky mess while doing that…

>even satisfy their casually sadistic whims yourself should the mood strike them. Perhaps your fascination with their bodies would be noted and you'd be teased about it in the way that one might tease a precocious child or an unusually clever animal.

"Maybe one day your tits will finally come Anon. It's ok, I'll take care of him in the meantime."

>What do you suppose they'd do if they caught you on their bed, your nose buried in their most recent fuck-stain?

Tell me to fetch my chastity belt maybe…

>>20230

>On a side note, I always enjoyed anime scenes in which flat girls desperately drank milk or massaged their chests. It is a little cruel but I loved the little smug feeling it left in me.

I always empathised with those moments. Were you feeling smug because you feel better than them?

>Alright anon, I will stop rubbing your experience in now. I should not be using it as riff material anyway.

Nothing wrong with that, but ok, I can understand that.

>>20231

>Were you feeling smug because you feel better than them?

You'll have to forgive me not answering this further even though I think we would find it fun. I think it's important that I not say more.

>>20232

Sure, I understand that you don't want to talk about it, that's ok.

>>20234

>Those are very nice numbers, Anon. I do want to talk about it but it is better I don't because I don't want to develop or present any kind of identity. You understand.

I do.

>I find myself wondering if perhaps you have bonded/want to bond to your friends in the same way or if you are focused on her.

I'd like to bond with both, but have her getting in the way and preventing it somewhat. Like she "claiming him away" from me if that makes sense. Ideally I'd be in a relationship with him and she'd slowly steal him from me, but part of that is already true in a way.

>>20235

It does make sense. You want her to intercept and conquer your sexual bond with him. She gets most of your share of him and she also gets most of his share of you, albeit against your will. Your sexuality becomes whatever they want it to be. Perhaps you’d be permitted to develop a bisexual oral fixation, for example, further cementing your role as support for their sex life. I am reminded of one vixen who would slowly nurse on my bf’s cock in between bouts, not trying to make him cum but just enjoying the feel of sucking him. She seemed pretty addicted. Eventually you’d be unable to think of sexual pleasure in terms that didn’t involve one or both of them feeling good and only involved you as an optional means to that end.

>>20236

>Perhaps you’d be permitted to develop a bisexual oral fixation, for example, further cementing your role as support for their sex life.

>Eventually you’d be unable to think of sexual pleasure in terms that didn’t involve one or both of them feeling good and only involved you as an optional means to that end.

Yeah, those sound so perfect… You have a talent for describing cucky things Anon.

>>20237

I can understand and even write about the kind of dynamic outlined in >>20236 but I don’t think I could ever experience it. If we had a pet petite flattie pet I don’t think I’d be able to stop myself doing things like waking her up early and lifting her into our bed so she could wake my man with her mouth, or sometimes confiscating the panties she’s wearing so she has to go around the house exposed to him, or cuddling her on the couch only to grab her thighs and spread her open when he comes near. He wouldn’t have any less sex with me but he would have a lot more with her. If she fixated on my breasts or butt I’d do my best to associate that in her with happy submission so that I’d get to feel smug and on top without the guilt that comes of creating negative envy. Anything to get more mouth, pussy, and arse around his cock.

>>20239

I assume you are a different Anon? Anyway, I also find the scenario you mentioned interesting, can you elaborate on that?

>>20244

I think that you are more focused on compersion than on being dominant/submissive towards the vixen, right?

>>20245

That sounds correct. It’s probably because I’m not at all sexually interested in the vixen myself; for me it’s all about him and how much I love it when he fucks.

>>20246

But you also said that you want to feel smug because the vixen is fixated on parts of your body. Maybe you want to be envied and admired too?

>>20247

Nah, what I said in >>20239 was

>If she fixated on my breasts or butt I’d do my best to associate that in her with happy submission so that I’d get to feel smug and on top without the guilt that comes of creating negative envy.

In other words I don’t really need the vixen to think anything about my body. But if she did fixate on it for some reason I’d prefer it be a positive fixation. I prefer friendly vixens rather than jealous or resentful ones. I’d prefer to feel comfortable bordering on smug rather than threatened and insecure. Does that make sense? A big part of why I can enjoy this is that I feel secure in my position. When other girls are melting into a puddle on his cock I feel warm and happy, almost powerful.

>>20248

>But if she did fixate on it for some reason I’d prefer it be a positive fixation. I prefer friendly vixens rather than jealous or resentful ones. I’d prefer to feel comfortable bordering on smug rather than threatened and insecure. Does that make sense?

Ah, got you now.