Our Wild Adventures Part 2 - No Fear of Heights The next installment following Honeymooning With Annie, the latest story in the saga that began with The Tale of Our Isle. It's always a fantastical tale where Annie is concerned. I can scarce believe the wild, erotic experiences I've shared with my voluptuous nymph since our first day together in June, 2011. As you read in Part 1 of this story, Annie and I were married soon after that first day, and we spent some time honeymooning. We took a road trip where we had some memorable experiences, and then we took a hiking trip into the mountains, to visit the site of Annie's old homestead. There we discovered that wild patch of mutant melons, which resulted in some really weird, surreal sex, the most amazing experience of my life. Things have been very different for us after that day. After our return from visiting our law firm in San Francisco, we were content to hang around the house fucking each other's brains out for a couple weeks, while tending to our garden. Though they were planted late, the melon vines sprouted right away and grew quickly. In only a couple weeks, they already had a lot of flowers. Our prospects seemed good for having a considerable melon crop that year, in spite of the late planting. It's a funny thing, but in 30 years, I never had any trouble getting the melon to grow. Neither did my Grandma Mabel, who was the "keeper of the melon" before me. However, other relatives over the years have not been able to even get the melon seeds to germinate. A couple times when it did happen, the vines withered soon after planting. Annie's children had the same experience when they tried to grow it, way back in the 1800s. And yet, Annie had no trouble growing the melon in such diverse climates as her Pacific islands and the high-altitude mountain plain of her homestead. I'm no sort of gardener, and I can't grow anything, but only the melon, which couldn't even be grown by my relatives with a green thumb. It really seems like the melon itself decided it wanted to grow for me. It's like the melon has a mind of its own, and will only grow for the people who it chooses. It chose Annie and it also chose me. As time goes by, there are all these little hints and clues that make it more and more clear that Annie and I were somehow chosen to be together. Too many coincidences. Like the timing of the day we first came together. No one could have arranged a better situation for Annie and me to first discover our love. But arranged by who? The melon??? How could that even be? How could a variety of plant do such a thing? It's not even like it's the same actual plant from year to year, just a vine that grows from seed and produces a fruit with amazing properties. There's no rational explanation for what is going on. I'm really beginning to wonder whether the melon really is magical, like Annie insists. Annie and her Jag (Illustrated) One time we were out running some errands, and Annie noticed those automotive magazines on the rack at the drug store. She thought it would be fun to pose with her Jag, the way the girls do in on the covers of those magazines. So we drove out into the mountains, and found a nice little spot with a great view, off the side of the road. I wondered if Annie would pose wearing short shorts and a skimpy top, or maybe even a bikini.... Well, you know Annie! At least she left on her pumps! Annie was wearing skimpy cut offs and my World's Gym tank top, her favorite shirt. We parked the car, and she posed for a couple shots in this outfit. Then Annie did what she always does! Unexpectedly, Annie reached down and pulled that tank top over her head! I LOVE how Annie's tits raise up with the shirt, as she pulls it overt her head, and how they drop again to her waist, revealing the sight of her full, rosy nipples. Annie's soft, pink watermelons jiggled as the rays of the sun danced over their glorious flesh. As usual, my cock jumped to full attention! Annie wasted no time losing the shorts too! She bent over so that her mammoth juggs reached almost to the ground, swaying and bouncing together as she scooted the skimpy jeans over her plump thighs and down past her knees and ankles. She kicked them off one foot, so that they laid there on the dusty ground. I was so distracted by the throbbing shaft in my pants, I could barely work the camera! Annie LOVED posing for these pics! After she stripped down naked, she rubbed her enormous, expanding tits all over her Jag! Annie moaned with pleasure as her sexy nipples slid against the warm metal of her vehicle's body. I was getting a little jealous, the way she made love to that car! I snapped away with the camera, anxiously waiting until Annie could rub her sexy nipples all over my body! I have a little controversy with my lovely English rose... I call her car a "Jag-war" but she calls it a "Jag-u-wa." What do you say? Wonder how many of you readers would like to take a ride with Annie? Annie was slowly expanding her tits throughout the photo shoot. The jiggling spheres of pliable flesh were flattening all over the surfaces of the car as she crawled over it. My cock got bigger and harder as Annie's big tits swelled ever larger. Her nipples inflated like balloons of tender flesh, from their normal plum size, to the size of oranges, as the creamy orbs surpassed the size of beach balls. Annie's areolas grew taut and shiny as they increased in diameter, swelling from the size of a saucer to that of a dinner plate. My heart was pounding and my breathing was labored as I watched my sexy wife slither and squirm her shapely form all over the car. Usually I'm holding Annie's ripe nude body, and don't have the pleasure of simply observing her like this. I was thinking that we need to do these photo shoots more often! I don't spend enough time just admiring and photographing my wife's sexy body! My hypnotic trance was interrupted a couple times as cars drove by. The horns honked and the whoopings of horny guys spoiled my reverie. Sexy Annie waved at the cars as they drove past, but none of them stopped for a closer view, which was fine with me. Annie really is a total pricktease, and loves to torment men with her voluptuous form, but neither of us wanted an audience. Finally Annie sprawled out on top of her Jag, each of her mammoth tits the size of the Great Pumpkin, and stared at me with bedroom eyes, moaning, white drops of her sweet lactation forming at the tips of her nipples. Well, I needed no further invitation! I stashed the camera and crawled onto the hood of the car. Annie grabbed my face with her soft hands and shoved her tongue down my throat! We stayed right there, on top of the Jag, as Annie pulled off my shirt and liberated my cock from my pants. Wow, Annie was really turned on from all that posing! This chick is so friggin' horny, all the time! Annie's erotic fire blazed at full heat, and I was blown along by a storm of her passion! Annie kissed my face furiously as she reclined my back against the car, and then she kissed my chest, and slid her tongue down my abs to my cock, which she licked and kissed and nibbled and slobbered over with gusto! My hands slid all over her soft form, along her back, down the narrow taper of her tiny waist, and I squeezed her ripe butt with both hands. Annie cried out loudly as my fingers discovered her slimy snatch. She slid her gigantic squishy tits up from my crotch to my chest and flopped them into my face. I buried my hands deeply into the pliable flesh as I squeezed them together, and rolled them both back and forth over my face, licking one nipple and then the other, my face wetted by dribbles of her creamy milk. Annie groaned and grunted as I stimulated her pink nipples, and then she jammed one swollen bud right against my mouth. I swallowed it whole, and a gush of cream filled my mouth as I sucked. My tongue danced against Annie's nipple, which kissed back with my tongue as her warm lactation streamed forth. The car hood was warm against my back, but Annie's body was even hotter, pressed against my front! Annie was screaming and moaning with an unbroken stream of nipplegasms. Annie moved her hips all around as her hot, wet pussy rubbed against my stiff cock, which swelled bigger and harder from the sweet milk. Finally, Annie's pussy found itself on top of my cock head, and with one downward thrust from her hips, Annie impaled her sopping vagina onto my pulsating member. Another scream and Annie swerved her body to place her other nipple over my mouth. My tongue danced around that nipple as I gulped down another fresh gush from Annie's other fountain, as she pounded her hips up and down, pistoning over my cock. I heard three other cars whiz by as Annie shrieked and gasped through one orgasm after another. One car even sounded like it slowed down to watch us before driving off. This distracted me and knocked me off my stride, but Annie was oblivious, totally consumed by the incredible hot sex that we shared along that roadside, right out in public, in broad daylight. Annie was dripping sweat as she thrusted up and down on my swollen cock, whimpering and panting in exquisite anguish. She sat up to bounce on her knees, and her enormous meat balloons came free from my hands and mouth, and flew around wildly, spraying milk everywhere, pummeling against my face and the hood of the car. I could feel the car rocking and the springs squeaking as Annie rock-n-rolled her sexy body. My cock swelled bigger and bigger as the impending explosion approached. Annie's cries became more frantic as my expanding member pressed against her sweet vaginal walls. My legs jerked and quivered at the imminent release, and then, one more pulsating throb, one more thrust of Annie's hips, and a fountain of ejaculate splattered from my cock into Annie's hot pussy. Annie arched her back and threw back her head in the throes of ecstasy as my hot cum filled her insides. Annie's sweaty body collapsed against mine, her mammoth breasts squishing against my chest. Annie and I both panted and caught our breath as my cock twitched inside her, and her hips wiggled against my own. I sat us both up with Annie on my lap, my cock still up inside her. Annie beamed at me with a breathless smile, her hair all disheveled. She reached her arms around my neck, pressed her enormous spheres against my chest, and leaned forward to give me an affectionate kiss. I stared into her green eyes and noticed something off to the side. I looked intently at a stopped car that drove off hastily. Annie and I both laughed. "Oh Robert," Annie giggled, "it appears that we put on quite a performance!" I kissed Annie's luscious lips one more time, and carried her off the hood of the car and placed her nude form in the passenger seat. Still naked myself, I scrambled to pick up our clothes from around the car, my still-erect cock sticking straight in the air in front of my chest, and quickly jumped in the driver's seat. I pulled on my shorts, but Annie just sat there, still nude, staring lovingly at me, her eyes shifting between my face and my elongated cock. "I have not had my creamy dessert, My Love," replied the voluptuous vixen, seductively. With that, Annie went down again on my sticky cock, and licked all around until she had cleaned off all the cum. I was getting nervous sitting there, thinking we had made enough of a public spectacle, so I started the car. Annie didn't even look up, but continued giving her loving affections to my engorged penis. We drove back down the mountain roads, and Annie sucked on my cock til I blew another load. Annie kept my big fat tubesteak in her mouth, and she didn't let up until I came a third time. Annie looked up, smiling and still nude, as we approached our town, and then she drew back her gigantic breasts and got dressed again. Back at the house, we enjoyed looking at these pics, which inevitably led to another round of feisty sex. I cajoled Annie over and over to let me post some of these pics on the web. She was very shy about it, and after much badgering, Annie almost relented, nearly agreeing to let me the post the actual photos of this session. In the end, Annie chickened out and only agreed to let me post these artwork renderings of those pics. Annie is so funny! She's such an exhibitionist and she has no problem whatsoever with all her intimate details being disclosed online, including all these sexy drawings. And yet, she is utterly bashful when it comes to letting me post actual nude photographs of her. Girls! Who can figure them out? Our Great American Train Trip As summer was getting along, Annie and I decided to take another trip together, before the harvest. Our road trip was lots of fun, but it was a hassle trying fool around while driving. We either had to find a place to stop, or try to pleasure each other in a moving car. That episode with high-speed automotive sex on the road from Mount Rushmore was surely memorable, but we can't keep doing crazy stuff like that, and risk being a hazard to others on the road. Though Annie is impervious to injury after almost 170 years of eating the melon, I don't think I'm quite so invulnerable after only 30 years. After all, I was in the hospital, near death from a car accident, only the year before. Neither of us wants to push our luck. So we decided to not drive this time, but we didn't want to just fly. You don't see anything from the air, and you have no sense of "getting there" on a plane. Anyway, Annie thought it would be a lot of fun for us to take a train trip. Her late husband had been an early investor in the railroads, way back in the era of the Golden Spike. She and Bill had taken a number of train trips after moving to their estate in Loveland, in the early years of the transcontinental railroad. However, Annie had not been on a train since the late 1940s, when they travelled from San Francisco to New York on business. She thought it would be a blast to travel modern America by train. We planned out a grand loop of the USA on Amtrak, starting with taking the California Zephyr from Denver to San Francisco. Then we would ride down the coast to LA, catch another train and ride through the southwest, up to Chicago, and then take another train down through the Appalachian Mountains to Washington, D.C. We booked a comfortable sleeper cabin on each leg of the trip... and we also bought the rooms on either side of ours! That way, we wouldn't have any neighbors to disturb while we rock-n-rolled at all hours of the day and night! We left the "do not disturb" sign hanging on the door nearly the whole time! But we did occasionally leave our cabin to take some meals in the dining car. Judging from the smiles and winks that we received from passengers, conductors and porters, everyone must have heard us going at it anyway! What an amazing trip we had. I had not been on a train since I was a little kid, since I grew up in the generation where everyone flies and drives everywhere. What a wonderful lesson I learned from Annie about the joys of rail travel! Our berth was opened as a bed almost the whole time. Annie and I laid there, naked, in each other's arms, as we watched America roll past our cabin window. Mountains and deserts and cornfields went by as I squeezed Annie's plump breasts and as she stroked my erect penis. The steady clackety-clack of the wheels on the rails filled my ears as Annie's lips and tongue licked up and down the rigid shaft of my cock, and as my lips and tongue caressed her ripe nipples and her sloppy, wet pussy. "Oh Bob, rail travel is so wonderful, is it not? With modern amenities and comforts, it is an utterly luxurious mode of transport. I do not understand the children of today! That they would choose to crowd together inside a stuffy aeroplane, in exchange for the simple convenience of arriving sooner at their destinations! Such a rush with today's people! Always making haste. Bah! That is no sort of mode of travel!" We took our leisurely time, getting off in any city that interested us. Sometimes we stayed a couple days and picked up a later train. Annie was not interested in the big cities. She preferred smaller towns that had different climate or notable local history. For example, Annie had no interest in Phoenix, but she was very interested in Albuquerque. I could write an encyclopedia describing every experience we shared, every head that Annie turned everywhere we went, every instance of hot sex that we enjoyed on that trip. But for the most part, we had a great time everywhere we went, touring around in public and in our erotic times alone. Suffice to say, before long, we arrived in Washington, D.C. Annie thoroughly enjoyed visiting the Nation's Capital. She had been there with her late husband back in the 1800s, and remembered a very different city. "Oh Bob, look at this modern city! Why, I recall when cows grazed here, and canals flowed where now busy streets lie. Like America, Washington was such a simple place in those days, not at all the bustling metropolis of today, capital of the global power that America has since become." Annie has quite a penchant for walking around monuments and standing around museums. She is a voracious learner, a sponge for information. So we spent several days reading every single plaque at every exhibit of the Smithsonian, and hiking around between the Capitol and the Lincoln Memorial. I was astounded at Annie's knowledge, especially of the artwork hanging in the National Gallery. All this touring around was very hard on my feet, since my constitution is not as melon-enhanced as Annie's after only three decades of eating the amazing fruit. Back at the hotel, Annie was happy to give me a foot rub at the end of another long day of trudging around in the D.C. humidity. I'm always amazed at Annie's creamy, white legs, still clear and flawless like those of a teenaged girl, even after so many years. They don't have any ugly veins, and her soft and smooth feet have never even had a callous! As Annie rubbed my feet, I indulged in the delightful pleasure of rubbing hers. Soon I'd be kissing her lovely feet, and then licking her toes, and before you know it, there we'd be sucking and fucking again! The memorable event of our D.C. trip was a visit to the top of the Washington Monument. We stood in line forever to get in, but it was worth the wait! Not only was it thrilling to see Washington from that height, but Annie's response to it was the most thrilling part of all! Annie was so excited to see such a view of the city from on high. I mean, she was really excited! She gasped and groaned enthusiastically at the sight alone, but then, even more exciting things began to happen! "Oh Bob, such a sensation I feel at this height! I cannot explain...." As I looked at Annie, her feet left the ground! She began to float, just like she did in Chicago! She was hovering a couple inches above the floor, and she looked like she was rising higher in the air! "Annie, come here," I said, while grabbing her by the waist and pulling her to the floor. "Annie, what's going on?" I whispered urgently. "I- I do not know, Bob!" replied Annie quietly, "but being up above at this height.... oh my, I am becoming so very aroused! Ooooo, this is exquisite!" Annie was actually floating in the air. It required some effort to hold her to the floor, like trying to hold down a volleyball underwater. I wasn't sure what to do next. "Ohhhh....." groaned Annie, as she became even more turned on. It was clear that there was something about being up high that was causing Annie to have an erotic response. We later learned that the word is "acrophilic," a state of becoming sexually aroused at heights, sort of the opposite of having a fear of heights. Then Annie's tits began to swell! Her creamy globes expanded a couple cup sizes, causing her dress to grow taut. Annie purposely wore a loose-fitting summer dress that day in the hopes of attracting less attention than usual. Naturally, that didn't work, but the dress did allow some extra room for her tits. Annie was out of her mind, groping my head and sticking her tongue in my ear and kissing my face. She was completely oblivious to the fact that we were in a public place. "Oh Robert, I must have you! Now! Please, My Handsome Hercules!" Several people turned to look at us, and murmured to each other. I might have been embarrassed, but was worried about what might happen next, especially if Annie's tits were to keep expanding. There's not much we could do if they ripped through her dress, right there in the cramped interior of the Washington Monument observation deck! I grabbed Annie and hurried her to the elevator. Fortunately, the elevator door opened just as we got there and I dragged Annie toward the door. It was all I could do to hold her feet onto the floor, since it seemed like she wanted to float up to the ceiling. All the tourists piled out so that the attendant was alone in the elevator. Annie's head was rolling all around and she was moaning loudly when I spoke to the attendant. "Please ma'am, my wife is very ill, can we please ride down alone? I don't know what might happen next." There is really tight security in the DC monuments since 9/11, and normally I don't think the attendant would go for it. But the lady looked worried, like she was afraid that Annie might throw up right there in her elevator (or maybe even on her). I don't think she herself wanted to be there when that happened, and she sure didn't want to be responsible for any other tourists getting splattered. Reluctantly, she agreed to let us go down alone. There were no arguments from any of the tourists, who were all happy to stand aside and wait for the next ride. Annie's tits were bulging at the top of the dress so that the fabric was straining, and the top was wet from where milk was leaking from her nipples. As I dragged Annie onto the elevator, I turned to see the attendant talking into a cell phone, presumably informing the lobby what had happened. Thankfully, the doors shut behind us and then the elevator plunged to the ground. I was going to pull down Annie's dress, but she beat me to it. Annie cried out, "Robert! I cannot be denied, My Powerful Man!" Annie slid off her sleeves and pulled down the top of her dress, causing her gigantic tits to flop outward. Released of their bonds, each massive globe swelled instantly, jiggling and bouncing all around. The mounds of flesh sagged low over the edge of her dress as they increased in diameter. The creamy, white flesh of Annie's enormous juggs became translucent as it stretched thin, and rippled as her gigantic spheres bounced. Annie's nipples puffed outward as they swelled, and the puckered indentations in the middle glistened as the first beads of lactation collected at their tips. Annie's pink areolas grew more and more shiny as they stretched, increasing before my eyes to the diameter of a saucer. Annie cried and moaned with the uncontrolled vehemence of the expansion of her breasts, as though they were being forced to an ever larger size, as she was seized by this fit of passion. In a short span, Annie's tits had grown larger than beach balls, and I was astounded to see the increase of her nipples as they hovered higher in front of eyes. Just then, a spray of sweet milk gushed out everywhere from Annie's nipples, onto my face and shirt, soaking her dress, and splattering onto the elevator floor. Annie floated upward so that her head bumped into the top of the elevator, and her quivering nipples were right at my face level. I didn't have much time to think of a plan, since the elevator would be at ground level in only a minute. I was afraid of what would happen to Annie if she was still floating like this when we left the monument. What if we were outside and I couldn't hang onto her? I didn't even want to consider the implications of that. It was my hope that an orgasm would bring Annie back to normal. I grabbed one of Annie's enormous tits with both hands, and sucked hard on her nipple. Annie screamed as a fountain of hot cream shot into my mouth. Sucking and gulping furiously as I squeezed her expanding tit, Annie whimpered and moaned as my lips and tongue caressed the swollen bud. I felt Annie's tit compressing in my hands, a sign that it was still growing. The pressure relieved, the flow from that nipple tapered down a bit, so I grabbed Annie's other tit as the elevator dropped downward. Annie's massive tit was taut in my hands, both from the expansion and from the pressure of Annie's sweet lactation, that poured outward onto my shirt and the floor. I sucked on that nipple as hard as I could and Annie shrieked as another violent gush of her milk shot into my mouth. There was no time to waste, so I reached my hand up under Annie's dress. Her thighs were smeared with pussy juice, which flowed down halfway to her knees. My fingers found their way into Annie's slimy pussy lips, and slipped around until I found her swollen clit. I gave the red strawberry a squeeze as my lips sucked hard on Annie's nipple. Annie cried out again, and smashed her tits together with her hands. Annie pushed both nipples together, which made them spray more milk into my face and on the floor. I maneuvered my mouth to suck in both nipples at once as I fondled Annie's clit. I rolled the slimy bulb between my fingers as Annie's inflating nipples filled my mouth. A big grunt and then another from Annie as her pussy slurped all over my fingers. Her huge tits squirted out double gushes of milk in synch with her orgasms. The elevator's descent began to slow was we approached the bottom of the shaft. I was so glad that, after only about five orgasms, Annie calmed down, and descended toward the elevator floor. Both of Annie's feet touched the floor as the elevator doors began to open. Annie's tits were each about a foot-and-a-half across as she landed, and she turned herself to face the corner, trying to conceal her tits. The monument personnel were waiting for us in the elevator doorway, and Annie was cowering in the corner, breathing loudly, trying to catch her breath, while also trying to do something to hide her gigantic tits. I stood over her to shield her from the eyes of these men. "Everything alright?" asked one of the guards, a big African-American gentleman with an imposing look, who appeared to be in charge. "Just a minute please," I asked, "my wife is recovering." Annie was frantic. "Bob," Annie whispered urgently. "I cannot summon back my teats! They are remaining at this size! Oh, what shall I do?" "Sir, I need you and your wife to step out of the elevator," said the guard sternly. "NOW!" Annie cried out sharply, as though she were in pain. The guard stepped forward, as if to help. Her back still turned, Annie somehow managed to slowly, painfully, pull her gigantic tits back down into herself, to their "normal" watermelon size, and she quickly tucked them underneath the top of her dress. "What happened here?" the guard asked. There was milk splattered all over the elevator floor, and all over my face. My shirt was drenched with Annie's milk, and a strong dairy aroma hung in the air. Also, my hand was slimy up past my wrist with Annie's pussy juice. It must have been a strange sight, because the guard was looking at us funny. "I'm so sorry, sir," I spoke, "my wife got sick up in the monument, and... well, we had a little problem here in the elevator. Sorry about the mess!" None of that was a lie, but it was not exactly the real story either! "Hmph. Well, shit happens," muttered the guard, dully, appearing mildly confused by the milky white mess. He just shrugged and told one of his people to get the mop. The clean-up guy came back, also carrying one of those yellow, fold-up, bilingual slip warning signs. As Annie stood up and turned around, the front of her dress was completely soaked with milk. It gave her dress a "wet t-shirt" look, so that the shape and color of her nipples were clearly visible through her dress. The guards and all the other men gawked at Annie's amazing tits as we stepped out of the elevator, but I hugged her close so as to deny them a view. Annie was feeling much better by the time we walked out into the Washington humidity! Annie and I laughed and chatted about another close escape. As we strode away, I was licking my slimy hand, up past the wrist. Annie looked down and noticed the thick flagpole stuck inside the front of my pants. "Oh! You poor boy! Your own needs have gone unmet whilst you attended to mine! We must rectify that at once!" Annie and I caught a quick cab back to our hotel. We sucked face for the whole cab ride, and Annie stroked my stiff cock through my jeans. It's amazing that I didn't cum in my pants! In another couple minutes, we were back in our room. After a moment, we were both stripped naked, and Annie made a meal out of my cock. She sucked me off and slid my cock between her luscious tits, and didn't stop til I came three times. Annie coaxed every last drop from my big, thick cock. Annie gives the absolutely greatest blowjobs, and she loves swallowing my cum almost as much as she loves me pleasuring her. Now that the sexual energy of our encounter was expended for the moment, Annie's thoughts turned in a serious direction. We were both very puzzled by Annie's floating. It was clear that this was a new development, a new ability brought on by the melon, following our weird honeymoon experience on Annie's mountain. We both wondered why it only affected Annie, and what other new magic we might expect to encounter from the melon. "Bob, I do not understand what happened at the Monument. What could have caused my feet to arise from the floor? And my teats... they've been known to expand and lactate spontaneously in the past, but that was with such an intensity, so uncontrollable! "This is now twice since eating that unusual melon that I have had difficulty calling back my teats. In that lift, it required so much effort to draw them back in, and pained me ever so much, as though there was no room within me for them to fit! As though my teats wished to become ever so enormous, to remain at such a large size, as they did that first day with William, on Our Isle, so very long ago. What does this mean, Bob?" "Who knows, Annie?" I replied. "Neither of us have felt the same since that crazy day on the mountain. I feel like things are still changing inside of me. I can't say how. It almost feels like there's something growing inside, trying to get out. Something growing inside my cock! No matter how many times I ejaculate, it seems like I can't flush it out! Annie, maybe it was a mistake to eat those weird mutant melons. I don't think we're done finding out the full effects!" "I agree, Bob," intoned Annie. "There is something inside me as well. Something that seeks to escape this earth. I can feel it tingling inside my teats, and deep up within the folds of my nethers. I feel as though I must have your cock up inside me, so much more deeply than it has ever been! As if you must pummel my secret place with your potent piston with renewed vigor, filling me with your seed over and again, and drain the milk from my nipples until she be dislodged from her place!" I felt my cock swelling and growing hard at Annie's sexy talk, but her last words startled me. "Who, Annie? Who do you mean?" I asked, very puzzled. "What do you mean, 'who,' Robert?" said Annie, puzzled herself. "Annie, you just said, 'until she be dislodged from her place'! Who is 'she'? Who do you mean?" Annie sputtered and looked confused. "Oh Bob, did I say such a thing? Why, I do not rightly know! 'Tis but a slip of the tongue, perchance?" Now I was really confused! Something strange was surely afoot with us. What did all this mean? It didn't matter right then, because my thoughts were now becoming preoccupied with my rock-hard cock. Annie and I started kissing again, and our heartbeats and breathing accelerated. Before we gave ourselves over to passion, Annie gasped out one more remark. "Bob, come what may, I must insist that we delve into skydiving immediately upon our return from this trip. We can delay no longer! I am now most adamant on this point!" "Sure, gorgeous," I replied, "but the way things are going, who knows what might happen if we tried that?" We rocked on the bed for a couple hours, and though my cock pounded Annie's pussy over and over, I don't think I dislodged anything. The next morning, we decided that we made enough of a spectacle of ourselves in Washington, D.C., so we got back on the train and headed home. Layover in St. Louis We were anxious to get home so that we could find out about skydiving schools, so we booked the first train headed west out of Union Station in Washington. On our return trip, we stopped in Chicago and connected with the Texas Eagle route. We were laying around naked in our cabin, looking over the itinerary for our trip home. Annie noticed that we'd be passing through St. Louis, Missouri. "Oh Bob! St. Louis! Is not that the home of the Gateway Arch? I have long read of this structure! This shall be another aerial adventure!" "But Annie," I cautioned, "look what happened at the Washington Monument! You don't want to have another incident like that, do you?" "Well why not, My Handsome Hercules?" asked Annie, flashing me a sexy smile, and leaning her soft tits onto my chest. Oh well, here we go again! Neither of us needs much provocation! We never did finish the conversation, but I just took it for granted that when the train arrived in Saint Louie, we'd be disembarking. Annie was wearing another sexy summer dress, a light peach color, and very sheer... not as loose or modest as the one she wore in D.C. I could see the outline of her legs and her butt as she stood backlit in front of the window. It also fit rather snug around her breasts, and had a couple of little spaghetti straps for over the shoulders to hold up the top. I could easily see the pink color of Annie's nipples through the thin fabric. "Holy shit, Annie!" I exclaimed as I watched her getting dressed. "I mean, you look absolutely gorgeous, as usual, but if you had another accident in that outfit.... well, you'll not have anything to cover up with." "Ah, but I have a plan, My Handsome Lover!" said Annie, as she leaned over to place a kiss on my lips, inclining a considerable length of her velvety cleavage for my eyes to admire. I reached over to glide my fingers down into the glorious ravine of soft flesh, but Annie batted it away. "Not now, My Potent Young Stallion! This time, you must wait!" Oh man! My cock was already stiff in my pants, and I had to wait? Oh well, we did have to get off the train anyway, since just then the porter knocked on our door to collect our bags and send them over to our hotel. In a little while, we were on the streets of St. Louis. Since it was a beautiful summer day, we walked down Market Street to the Arch. We held hands the whole way, and Annie turned heads, as usual. A couple guys tooted their car horns, but Annie ignored that and I just waved at them, wearing a shit-eating grin. We picked a good time to arrive at the Arch, since the place was pretty empty. We bought a couple tickets and waited in line for the tram. When it pulled up, Annie turned to the middle-aged couple waiting by us in line. "Excuse me, do you mind if my husband and I ride up alone? Thank you very much!" We crawled into the tram, which was a train of these cramped little pods, each with seats for five. Annie sat next to me, her hands folded daintily on her lap. As the doors closed and the tram began to move, Annie made her move! Annie grabbed my pants and quickly undid my fly. Wow! So this was her plan! I liked it! I love it when Annie gets aggressive, and it made my cock instantly stand straight up to its full twelve inches! In my mind, I heard Annie tell me that, if she were to orgasm just before experiencing heights, that might help her control having an acrophilic episode. Hey, it's worth a try! "I have read of this conveyance, Robert! It is most unique! We have four minutes, My Love!" Annie stood and hiked up her skirt. In one fluid motion, Annie swung her leg over mine, and dropped her hips onto my lap. My thick cock slid right into the juicy folds of Annie's sweet pussy as her hips descended onto my lap. Annie cried out as her wet snatch was impaled onto my thick spike. Annie wasted no time bouncing her hips up and down on top of my cock. I wasted no time myself. I slid down the spaghetti straps off Annie's shoulders, and pulled her top down all the way to her tiny waist. Annie's glorious tits popped free of the tight dress, so that her shiny nipples quivered in front of my face. I took both of the pink watermelons in my hands and squeezed them together, and in one great draught, sucked both of Annie's nipples into my mouth. Annie screamed again as my lips and tongue contacted her ever-tingling buds. Instantly, a flood of her sweet cream squirted into my mouth. My rigid cock grew several inches at the taste of Annie's delicious milk, which made Annie groan and whimper even louder. Annie was holding my head, kissing my forehead as she bounced up and down on my cock. I could feel her squishy tits grow taut in my hands as I held her nipples tightly against my mouth. Annie's supple tit flesh extruded through my fingers as the luscious mounds swelled in my hands. The tram climbed the Arch as Annie rocked my cock. The pod leaned to one side as it ascended, inclining at a steepening angle, and then it righted itself. Annie screamed again as the pod straightened out, and I could feel her tight pussy pop off an orgasm. I wrapped my arms around Annie's inflating tits, and rested the mammoth globes on top of my shoulders as I suckled at her creamy lactation. Annie moaned ecstatically as my tongue tickled over the tip of her inflating nipple, and I could feel my growing cock throb as her slimy snatch tightened around it. Annie poppped off another orgasm, and instantly another one, as our pod slid sideways once more. Our pod shook all around as Annie bounced up and down on my cock. I'm sure that the people in the next car felt our rocking and heard Annie screaming! A couple minutes had elapsed, and I sensed that our motion was more horizontal than vertical. The tram was beginning to level out, which means our ride was drawing to a close! Annie's tits were nearly too large for me to hang onto, each nearly two feet across, and she gasped and whined as she pounded away. My cock was throbbing and tingling as it grew, and it felt like so long and thick, up inside Annie. Suddenly, a huge gush of Annie's milk poured into my mouth, which abruptly caused by cock to shoot it's load. Annie thrust her hips down hard, again and again, and she wiggled herself around on the thick trunk. Through the windows, I could see the light of the exit platform, and knew that we had scant seconds to spare! But Annie was right on schedule, and in a single fluid motion, she stood up from my lap and raised her top of her dress over her tits, just as she drew her creamy spheres back to their normal size. My cock was still about eighteen inches long, all slimy and hard as a rock as I scrambled to fit it back into my pants! Annie just laughed at me and winked, as she adjusted the spaghetti straps on her dress. A couple of damp spots appeared on the front of Annie's dress, where her nipples pressed against the fabric, and I'm sure she still had quite a gooey mess between her legs. But Annie loves this slimy sensation, and her skirt covered her up. I somehow got my cock put away just as the door slid open. As we exited the tram, the people coming out of the adjacent cars stared at us, and the women in particular gave us nasty scowls. Annie and I just flashed them pleasant smiles and walked up the sloped floor to observe the view. I was really hoping that my woody would calm down quickly. It's very hard to conceal an erection a foot-and-a-half in length, even when wearing a loose-fitting pair of cargo shorts. Annie leaned over to take in the view through the narrow windows. She gasped with utter excitement as she looked down onto St. Louis. "Oh Bob! See how far up we are! Oh my, this is fabulous!" The curved, parabolic shadow of the Gateway Arch extended over the city, as the early morning sun rose in the eastern sky. I could look down into the new Busch Stadium, where the Cardinals play baseball. All the buildings of St. Louis were below us, as the Arch loomed over the skyline. "Bob, look below!" cried Annie as she leaned over for a better view. "There is nothing underneath! We are suspended above with no support!" This was indeed an amazing sight. Unlike Willis Tower or the Washington Monument, we were at the pinnacle of the Arch, and there was nothing directly below us except the concrete plaza, with the sides of the Arch visible on either side. Annie was gushing with great enthusiasm. I looked over to her, and though she was standing on her tip-toes, her feet were solidly secure to the floor. Annie's marvelous tits were their normal watermelon size, and rested heavily on the ledge, over which she was leaning. I breathed a sigh of relief. We did learn from that tram ride that engaging in hot sex immediately beforehand was the cure for the unexpected effects of Annie's acrophilia. This information came in handy later, as we explored this titillation more completely. Annie ran over to the other side to see the mighty Mississippi and the areas of Illinois on the other side. Annie was like an excited little girl, remarking about every tiny thing she noticed, all the way to the horizon in all directions. We stayed up in the Arch for quite a long time. This time, Annie did not float, and her tits didn't spontaneously expand, but she did get pretty frisky from being so high up. Annie was using her silent abilities on me while we took in the view, mainly to tease me and drive me nuts! She kept looking at me, smiling, and licking the air with her tongue, which I felt down on my cock. Well, Annie made my boner grow and get hard again from all this stimulation. I was getting pretty flustered by this, feeling like the bulge in my pants must be very conspicuous. Because of this, I couldn't retaliate and do the same to Annie. She just laughed at me all the more, since she knew I wouldn't provoke another incident like the Washington Monument. So I just tried to conceal the huge bulge in my pants, and not react visibly to the enjoyment that Annie was imparting to my cock with her mind. Annie was really teasing me bad! With my cock bulging outward, Annie crept close and wrapped her arms around me from behind, and made a point to slide her hand over the front of my jeans. As much as I enjoyed her advance, I nevertheless swatted her hand away. Annie giggled at me, and all this drew some attention from the others on the deck. One woman in particularly scowled out us, as if she disapproved of our public display of affection. The observation deck was clearing out by the time we were done, so we had no trouble being alone in our own tram pod once again. I had to sneak over to the tram when no one was looking our way, since my stiff woody was bulging prominently from my pants. It felt so big and thick, as if it were a foot and a half long, with the diameter of a beer can. I looked at Annie, and her mouth was wide open, and her tongue licked up and down in the air, which felt like she was licking my fat cock. I grabbed her close as the tram door opened and rushed us both in. "Annie, cut it out!" I scolded, "did you want my cock to pop out right there on the deck?" Annie just laughed, "Oh no, My Potent Lover, not out there! But in here, certainly!" With that, Annie pulled down my pants and dropped to her knees in one fluid motion. My big dick popped straight up into the air and wobbled from side to side. Annie grabbed it with both hands, as she pushed me back into the seat. "Annie!" I hissed, "the doors are still open! Don't you care if anyone sees?" "Ha! Then let them observe a proper technique" chortled Annie, as she swallowed my cock fully into her mouth. I cringed as a couple walked by and looked into our tram car as they hurried toward their own. It was the same woman who scowled at us before. She looked really pissed at our very public performance, but her guy thought the whole scene was pretty funny. He nudged her as if to suggest that he wanted her to do the same for him on the ride down, and they made it into the neighboring car as the tram doors closed. I was embarrassed to be made such a spectacle, but couldn't deny that Annie's horniness really turns me on! Annie slobbered all over my cock as the tram car ratcheted its way down the arch. Man, that felt so good! Annie's technique is indeed very skillful, and she is a devoted artisan of giving head. She knows just when to lick, just when to suck, and precisely when to bob her sexy head up and down to impart the maximum pleasure to a penis. We were almost halfway down when Annie sat back and slid her spaghetti straps off her shoulders and pulled out her magnificent pink globes. Wrapping them around my cock, Annie slid the soft spheres back and forth over the thick trunk. Man, Annie's soft, squishy tits feel indescribably good on my cock, and a titty fuck from Annie is almost better than a blowjob. I sat back and reveled in the pleasurable sensation imparted to my member by Annie's soft tits. I moaned loudly with pleasure as Annie performed her magic. It was three minutes into the ride, and the tram was leveling out, as Annie stroked me along to the peak of ecstasy. I thought I would cum all over Annie's tits, and make a huge, gloppy mess right there in the tram car, just as it pulled into the lobby. But Annie let go of the thick shaft and gripped it with both hands, opening up her mouth over the swollen head. Annie moaned with delight as my bloated penis disgorged its load into her sexy mouth. I groaned and grunted loudly, as again and again, the thick cum shot from my cock, as Annie swallowed and lapped it up with her tongue. The light from the lobby shone through the tram windows as our car pulled to a stop. Annie casually stuffed my deflating member into my pants and zipped it up as the doors opened. Her back turned to the door, Annie stood up and pulled the dress back over her plump tits, covering her nipples. We heard the sound of someone clearing her throat, standing at the open door. Annie turned around as she pulled one spaghetti strap over her shoulder. It was the same woman from the top of the arch, her boyfriend standing sheepishly off to the side. "I hope you had a fun ride down," said the woman, sarcastically. "Oh yes, it was most delightful!" beamed Annie with a sunny smile, licking a stray white glob from the corner of her mouth as she replaced the other strap. "I'm sure you did, we heard you both carrying on the whole way! You're not allowed to do that, you know! I'm going to report you!" "Well my dear, do what you must," spoke Annie in a matronly tone, "but perhaps your energies would be better spent in giving pleasure to your own man?" Annie gave the girl's boyfriend a wink as she strode out of the tram car, grabbing my hand and leading the way. This poor guy's eyes just about bugged out of his head as he stared at Annie's jiggling watermelons as she brushed them against him as she passed. His girlfriend yelled at him for staring at Annie, and the poor sap tried feebly to defend himself. Since Annie managed to incite an argument between those two, the girl never did get around to reporting us, and we walked out of the exit and onto the plaza. Annie and I laughed loudly together was we strode away from the Arch. I held onto Annie as she doubled over in laughter. Annie is very formidable in manipulating situations. She's had a long time to study people and anticipate their reactions, and knows just what to say and do to get a rise out of them. We enjoyed our day in St. Louis, and rocked the bed all night back at our hotel room. The next day, we were back on the train, heading for home. It was so nice to travel by train, and we looked forward to the next train trip. Our Trip to Hawaii Fall finally arrived, and with it, our harvest. We picked fruits and vegetables from our garden as they ripened, and Annie was very pleased with the quality and quantity of the produce. Annie was especially pleased with the melon harvest. "Oh Bob, so many melons! Why, I have not had so such a crop since living upon my first Isle, so long ago! Where shall we even keep them? And they are so large, and having such a deep pink color! I am certain this shall be a memorable crop, and shall meet our needs abundantly!" Indeed it did, as we discovered when the first melons ripened. The fruit was of a very high quality. It produced intense arousal and extreme inflation of our sexy parts. We enjoyed some very hot sex that day. Then we had so many melons! As good as they were, it was nothing compared to that wild, surreal experience on our mountain honeymoon, up on Annie's Meadow. Though these melons were not deep red and gelatinous like those, they were very dark and sweet, and the fruit was unusually tender and moist. Each time we ate of these melons, it seemed as if subtle changes were taking place in our bodies. We had even more spring in our step than before. Annie's body felt even softer, and her tits felt lighter and squishier, as if their density was lessened. "Also Bob, I note that my teats now expand larger and more readily than before! They seem to become even more laden with milk than previously! After our recent experiences, I surely hope that this condition does not provoke any further unexpected public incidents!" "Wow, Annie, that could be bad!" I replied. "That was a really close call at the Washington Monument!" We could only hope for the best. In the meantime, Annie's tits were even bigger and juicier than before, if that could possible, and my cock was routinely swelling to enormous sizes and ejaculating even more cum than before. We were certainly having extremely hot sex, but if the effects proved unpredictable, we might not even be able to go out in public! Annie shared two dozen melons with Hoku Jones, her friend and personal assistant. I could only imagine the fun that Hoku would have with her boyfriend, Mike Kamaka, Annie's pilot. Hoku was such a gorgeous tropical babe, with her silky black hair and copper-colored skin, with her own spectacularly huge breasts. I try to avoid being around Hoku, since Annie knows that I find her best friend very attractive. But the thought of Hoku with beach ball sized lactating boobs stayed in my mind, no matter how hard I tried to push it out. Annie was eager to take up skydiving, but by the time we finished bringing in our harvest, the season was pretty far along, and the weather was too cool for Colorado skydiving. Besides, I wanted to learn this sport at sea level, where we could jump the full 14,000 feet, since ground level in Colorado is at at such high elevation, a mile above sea level. I did some homework and learned that there were several skydiving schools in Hawaii where we could learn to jump during the cool months. "Oh Bob, must we stay in Hawaii?" Annie complained. She is so weary of Pacific islands after so many years of living on her New Isle with her late husband. I explained that this was the best place for us to learn at this time of year, otherwise we'd have to wait til next spring. "Oh very well, then," sighed Annie, reluctantly. "We own a beach house in Oahu, and we can remain there during this time. Besides, Hoku and Mike both have family and friends in Hawaii, and this will give them an opportunity for a visit." I made the arrangements with an Oahu skydiving school, and soon Annie and I were flying off with Hoku and Mike to Hawaii. The beach house was fabulous. It was on the western coast at the northern end of the island, very large and roomy, and offered an excellent view of the sunset over the ocean. The house was not far from Mike's family, who looked after it and sublet it out to tourists when not in use. Also, it was about 15 miles from the skydiving school, so we were very close to our destination. Annie and I "broke in" the beach house on the first night. I was pleasantly surprised by the bed. "Well certainly, Robert," Annie explained, "of course I had a waterbed installed! Just like at home! That is one pleasure that I henceforth shall not do without at any of my houses!" Annie and I rocked it out on that bed all through the night. We finally fell asleep as dawn broke, and we slept until well past noon. Fortunately, it was Saturday, and our skydiving class was not until Monday morning. After having lunch, Annie and I decided to splash in the ocean for a while. Annie wore a very sexy bikini, one of her many hot pink fuscia swimsuits, her favorite color. We splashed around and I held her close, and we sucked face as we lay along the beach, with the waves washing over us. Our sexual needs were met after that long night of rolling around, so Annie and I simply enjoyed some closeness there amidst the waves. We walked along the shore, hand in hand, taking in the sights. Annie wore a tie-dyed t-shirt of mine, to protect her creamy skin from the sun's bright rays. We came to a vacation home subdivision, where there were many tourists, "on holiday" as Annie called it, with her charming British elocution. Many of these people were sunning themselves, on towels or beach chairs. Naturally, Annie's amply voluptuous form caught the attention of every male eye on the beach. At one point, a group of young guys were hooting and yelling shit at Annie. She just smiled at them and waved as she bounced along with her juicy titties, swinging her sexy ass as she walked by. I gave these assholes the finger as I stepped to the other side of Annie to block their view, putting my arm around her waist to mark her as my turf. This is the same old game that we always play in public, when Annie inevitably attracts attention from men. I usually laugh it off, but sometimes I get pissed when she gets too much attention, or when some jerk talks some serious trash to her. Naturally, Annie likes to tease me about it. "Do you know Bob, a tropical beach always reminds me of my island homes. I spent a great many years in daily open nudity in the tropics. I do so enjoy the feel of the sun's rays upon my teats, and the sensation of the ocean breezes caressing my nipples." Annie grabbed the bottom of the t-shirt and fiddled with it, as if to take it off. "It feels most unnatural, especially in this seaside setting, to have my bosom bound up under such restrictive clothing. Do you suppose any of these young men would mind terribly if I were to remove it?" "No gorgeous, I'm sure no one would mind," I teased back, "except maybe for the police. There are laws against such things in these parts. Would you like to spend the weekend in jail?" "Hah! The local constabulary must apprehend me first!" Annie countered, a sweet, sexy smile on her face. As we walked along the beach, we passed a volleyball game. All those guys were really glad to see Annie. "Would you like to join our game?" said one of the volleyball guys. "No thank you, young man," replied Annie, "I do not know how to play this sport." "We'd be glad to teach you!" gushed the guy, his male friends agreeing enthusiastically, while all the girl players scowled. "No thank you just the same," smiled Annie, bouncing on her toes to make her big tits jiggle, which was noticed by everyone, male and female alike. "Really, it's a fun game, and easy to learn! I know you'd have a great time with us!" persisted this guy, ignoring me completely. I get ignored a lot in these situations, out in public with Annie. "Thanks buddy," I interjected, leaning toward this beach bum, "but my wife said NO! Got it?" "Y-yeah, sure, okay," replied the volleyballer, finally noticing my square shoulders and rippling biceps. As we continued down the shore, we came upon a stage on the beach by a seaside bar, with a crowd gathered in front. There was a banner stretched over the stage with the name of some suntan lotion, with other banners alongside advertising a brand of beer. We moved to the back of the crowd as the announcer was speaking.... "Are we all excited here today?" he asked, as the crowd cheered wildly. "The Wet T-Shirt Contest will begin in about 10 minutes, so if any more of you lovely ladies would like to enter, come down behind the stage right now! I laughed loudly at the mention of a wet t-shirt contest! "What is so funny, Bob?" inquired Annie, innocently. "What is the meaning of this 'wet t-shirt' business?" "Oh Annie," I laughed, catching my breath. "It's a competition where girls wear thin t-shirts with nothing underneath, and the guys spray down their shirts with water to make them see-through, so that you can see the girls' nipples! Then the girls dance around, bouncing their tits, and the sexiest girl is the winner!" "Oh my!" exclaimed Annie loudly. "What utter debauchery! But how utterly delightful! Oh Robert, I should so like to participate in this event! Might I do so, My Love? Would you mind terribly if I did?" I was actually surprised that Annie wanted to participate. While she's not shy about attracting attention to her big tits, Annie still does retain a modicum of Victorian modesty. Though she flashed her huge melons at those rude dudes on our first day together, I wouldn't have expected her to reveal her nipples up on a stage, before a crowd. But Annie was quickly losing all her inhibitions, and I sure didn't mind encouraging her to do so! "Sure gorgeous, you know I want to see you up there, bouncing your titties around!" Annie's outburst attracted attention from all around. As the men turned their heads, their eyes bugged out of their heads at the sight of Annie's voluptuous breasts, straining against her snug t-shirt. One asshole in particular chose to speak directly to my wife. "Pardon me, but I couldn't help overhearing that you are English," spoke this jolly good chap, in a smart Brit accent of his own, as he gawked openly at the sight of Annie's whopping taut breasts, straining against my t-shirt. I placed myself between my wife and this randy bloke. "My wife is English, but I'm an American," I explained, a firm and menacing edge to my voice, emphasizing the word "wife." Undeterred, this Brit ignored my remark and looked past me to speak to Annie again. "Forgive me, my dear. I am Ian Goldsmith, at your service. And you are....?" I insinuated myself into the introduction. Goldsmith was a little pretty boy, a suave, handsome guy, with a square jaw, black hair and pale blue eyes. He reminded me of Pierce Brosnan from back in his "Remington Steele" days. But he was several inches shorter than me, and had a thin frame under his ridiculously loud Hawaiian shirt, built like some scrawny male model for GQ... nowhere near a big guy like me. I clenched my fists and flexed the muscles of my bare chest and shoulders, like a peacock puffing out his tail feathers at a rival male bird. I was not about to have this skinny little twerp go chatting up my wife while I just stood by. Though he did not offer a handshake, I reached my hand over to his and gave it a firm grasp, hard enough to let him know that I was ready to defend my woman if he didn't back off. "I'm Bob Penton, and this is my wife Annie," standing in front of her, forcing him to meet my steely gaze. Goldsmith looked away from me again as Annie stepped around and addressed him. "It is Lady Arianna to you, Mr. Goldsmith," rejoined Annie, her voice dripping with the sort of condescension that only English nobility can wield. I had never before heard Annie invoke her title, and surmised that she only did so in an attempt to subtly warn Ian Goldsmith against troubling his betters. "Many apologies, Your Ladyship," replied Goldsmith with a short, mock-obsequious bow, putting on his best pretended courtly manners. "I'm a reporter with the Daily Sprite, perhaps you're familiar with my paper?" "Yes, as a matter of fact, I am. It is one of those revolting tabloids that pollute the streets of London. Please state your business quickly, Mr. Goldsmith, and then be done." "Thank you, M'lady. I'm writing a series of articles on American sexual pastimes, and am here today covering this contest. Meeting you is surely an unexpected pleasure. I would be very grateful if you would grant me the honor and pleasure of an interview... perhaps over drinks afterwards?" "Young man," retorted Annie, effusing derision, "if I should ever acquire a bird, I might desire your paper to line the bottom of its cage. In the meantime, I have other matters today which require my attention. Good day to you, sir." With that, Annie turned her shoulder from Ian Goldsmith, and stormed away through the crowd, toward the stage, where the other girls were gathering for the contest. "Your Ladyship, please! Simply a moment of your time...." rejoined Goldsmith, undeterred, trailing behind Annie. I blocked his way and loomed over him, and he slightly backed off. "You heard my wife, asshole!" I intoned sternly, my fists balled. "Take a hike, or I'll kick your ass right here!" Goldsmith just fearlessly turned a cocky smirk to me, which was enraging, since I was hopping mad and ready to pound him into the sand. I turned away from him and ran to catch up with Annie. "What was all that about?" I asked Annie, puzzled by her reaction. I was handling Goldsmith just fine, and was curious why Annie herself went out of her way to even address him at all, if only to be so brusque. "It is nothing, Robert," spoke Annie, a note of frustration in her voice. But I sensed in her mind that she found Ian Goldsmith attractive, which made her unhappy with herself. I wasn't very happy to learn that either. Well, that explained his little smirk. Goldsmith knew that he got to Annie. That little shit was overflowing with self-confidence, and no doubt fancies himself as a ladies' man, very experienced at wrapping women around his little finger. I had a sinking feeling that we had not seen the last of Ian Goldsmith. I went with Annie behind the stage. She peeled off my tie-dye and pulled on the shirt given to her by the organizers over her pink bikini top. It was a men's plain white t-shirt, made of very thin, flimsy material, XXXL, larger than the usual snug-fitting size XL that she normally wears. This shirt flowed loosely over Annie's massive tits, and hung like a tent over her gigantic globes. I helped Annie to wiggle off her bikini top from under the shirt. I untied her straps from behind and helped pull the top off of her tits, copping a nice little squeeze! I wrapped Annie's still-warm bikini top around my neck like a trophy. The impossibly large cups hung over my shoulders, and the skinny straps dangled all the way down to my swim trunks. Annie turned around, all excited, a giddy little girl smile on her beautiful face. She bounced on her tip-toes, causing her mammoth melons to swing and jiggle. The shirt flowed between her cleavage and over the sides, fully revealing the round firmness of her perfect spheres. Though the shirt wasn't even wet yet, the material was so thin that the rosy color of her plum-sized nipples was already easily visible through the fabric. I looked at all the other girls, and though many of them had really big tits by the usual standards, none of them had knockers anywhere near as gigantic as Annie's. They all glared Annie's way, their eyes throwing jealous daggers at my voluptuous wife. "A kiss for luck, Bob?" asked Annie. I kissed my wife passionately, knowing good and well that this contest was over the moment she walked onto the stage. Being the last entry, Annie queued up at the end of the line behind all the other girls. She raised her hand and twirled her fingers at me, giving me a wink and a sexy smile for the road. I went back around the front of the stage to get the best vantage point available for taking in the show. I looked all around for Ian Goldsmith, but could not spot him in the crowd. The crowd went wild as the girls filed onto the stage. There were about a dozen girls of all sorts... a few blondes, a couple brunettes, and one redhead, a couple Hawaiian girls and a couple Asian girls, who might have been Japanese or Korean, a very beautiful, full-figured African-American girl, and finally my Annie, bringing up the end. Each girl was sprayed down one at a time, and each did her own little dance. An applause-meter next to the stage recorded the volume level of the cheering, with the winner being the girl whose cheers moved the meter the furthest. One of the blondes had a really nice rack and some sexy moves. She got a lot of applause. A petite brunette also got a lot of attention, and she edged out the blonde, though her tits weren't so big. Still, her dark nipples looked very sexy through the shirt and she did some amazing things on the stage that really worked up the crowd. A statuesque Hawaiian girl really stole the show. She was very tall and voluptuous, with really big, bouncy tits, and mahogany nipples that were clearly visible through the thin t-shirt. It was clear that she was a veteran of many of these contests, and knew just what to do to lather up the guys in the crowd. Finally, it was Annie's turn. The volume level of the cheering was already high before the judges even sprayed her down. It was clear that the audience had been holding back waiting for her. Annie raised her arms in the air as the water sprayed onto her chest. She jumped up and down and squealed at the coldness of the water, which made her enormous juggs bounce and jiggle. As the water saturated the t-shirt, the loose fabric wrapped itself all around the perfect roundness of Annie's tits, conforming perfectly to their shape. The shirt became completely transparent, revealing to the audience a clear and complete view of Annie's rosy nipples, and the creamy flesh surrounding the circles of her taut, pink areolas. The crowd exploded into applause. Annie started with some belly dancer moves, looking totally sexy with the blue sea and sky as her background. Annie writhed like a snake, swaying her hips one way while her tits went another, moving to the erotic thumping beat of the music. As she gyrated around, her massive boobs bounced all around, unrestrained by the loose fabric. Annie bumped forward and her creamy mounds spread apart, only to bounce back together, slamming against each other. Annie lunged to one side, causing one massive boob to fly up while the other fell down. As she swirled, her huge hangers swung from one side to the other like double pendulums, bouncing against each other and jiggling from side to side. All the guys were screaming as Annie moved from one side of the stage to the other, giving all of them a view, her arms up in the air and then down at her sides as she shook her tits all around. My cock was fully erect, and I had to slide it sideways in my swim trunks to keep it from popping out over the waistband. Without even looking, I knew the same thing was happening around the crowd. The guys around me saw the huge-cupped bikini top hanging around my neck and knew that Annie was my girl. They were slapping me on the back and punching my arm in envious congratulations, shouting, "you lucky bastard!" Annie arched her back and her gigantic pink watermelons flew in the air above her head. Annie leaned backward into the turn, and reaching her arms over her head, did a back flip! The crowd went wild! The momentum of Annie's mammoth tits led the way into that back swing, and carried the rest of her body all the way around. Annie pointed her toes up as her feet circled upwards into the air, and then back around as they landed again onto the stage. Annie's hair was all disheveled as she regained her footing, and a beaming, joyful smile shining from her face, as she lapped up all the appreciation from the enthusiastic crowd. The air was crackling with sexual energy, and I could feel it radiating outward from Annie, all throughout the audience. Annie looked my way, and from across the crowd, she made eye contact with me. Annie communicated to me how much she wanted me, and she was teasing me with her mind. But something else was happening... I could feel it in the air... a tangible sensation... a tingling, a vibration that radiated through the air, that Annie's tits were about to expand. I began to push through the crowd toward the stage, fearing the worst. The meter showed that Annie had already won, and the other girls just stood on the side, glaring angrily at her. Annie's tits were indeed expanding. I could see that the 3XL shirt was already filling out. Her tits were clearly larger in diameter, and though they were flying every which way, I could see that they flew up higher past her head and fell lower past her hips with every forceful gyration. The shirt no longer clung to the round surfaces between her firm mounds, but was drawn tight between her cleavage. But Annie was so absorbed into her dance, so caught up by all the attention, that she was oblivious to the expansion of her breasts. Annie turned sideways to offer the crowd a profile view of her tits, and then holding that pose, she arched her back over and over, bouncing her gigantic tits up and down, back and forth, making her hair fly wildly all around, the immense spheres flying upwards and then falling back down to her hips, shaking and swinging and bouncing and jostling with every hard thrust. I was almost through the crown when it happened.... One upward heave, and Annie's chest surged forward, her t-shirt growing visibly tighter. Bouncing down again, I heard a rip. Annie turned to face the crowd, as her tits visibly swelled sideways. Another tearing noise was heard as Annie's shirt began to shred in several places. The stretched fabric parted as Annie's tits continued to expand through the holes. First one inflating nipple escaped from a rip in the shirt, and then the other. Swelling bulges of Annie's supple tit flesh extruded through the open rips in several places as her mammoth orbs grew bigger and bigger. A thin strip of fabric caught across one of Annie's nipples. Annie remained unaware of the expansion, but finally she looked down and noticed what was happening to her shirt. By then it was too late. All at once, in a single moment, the weary cloth failed altogether. All the rips joined together in the middle as the fabric shredded. The shirt parted and Annie's humongous bazoombas fell forward, fully revealed. Released from their bonds, their pressure finally relieved, Annie's gigantic spheres instantly inflated, falling hard to her hips. They were now each much larger than beach balls, over two feet in diameter. Annie's tits bounced and swayed all over, as they enjoyed their liberation. Annie's quivering pink nipples were shiny from being stretched so large, so quickly, and also from the lingering wetness of her destroyed t-shirt. Annie's nipples were now the size of large grapefruits, set inside areolas as big as dinner plates. The crowd went absolutely wild as Annie's tits tore through that shirt. Her mammoth mammaries now revealed, there was utter pandemonium! A tsunami of cheering and roaring erupted from the crowd that pegged the applause-meter into the end of the red zone. A couple guys were trying to climb onto the stage to get to Annie. My poor girl just stood there, in stunned disbelief, her tremendous titties jiggling down at her thighs, shocked to have had such a very public breast-expanding "wardrobe malfunction" here along the beach. At first Annie's facial expression displayed her Victorian modesty, mortified at being stripped topless before this crowd. But then her expression ignited with the erotic fire of a lusty, libidinous exhibitionist, reveling in the appreciative cheers of the crowd. Annie threw herself into the moment, exultant at being bare-breasted in front of the crowd. I could see that she was really turned on by a throng of strange men ogling her nipples. She shouted and raised both arms over her head, jumping up and down, whooping and hollering, making her whopping huge tits swing and bounce all over the place. Then she turned to the side and curtsied, offering the crowd a profile view of her swollen pink nipples. Annie's mountainous titties swayed and jiggled again with each subtle movement, which caused the crowd to go wild all the more. Every hand that was not clapping was holding a cell phone in the air, recording the scene. Annie grabbed one of her gigantic juggs with both hands and raised it to her face. She extended her tongue and drew a circle around her nipple. The guys went absolutely bonkers. In another moment, I was on the stage. I pushed off the guys who were climbing the stage and turned to Annie. She looked startled at my appearance, as if she had forgetten about me, and was now embarrassed by the provocative performance she just gave. "Bob, I-I do not understand why this happened to my teats!" Annie sputtered as I approached. "I know Annie, this has happened before," I replied."I enjoyed watching you, but we need to go! NOW!" I grabbed Annie by the hand and ran her off the stage. The judge was announcing Annie as the winner as we blew past him. Annie's mammoth juggs bounced and heaved as they bumped into the judge. All the other girls looked at Annie with stunned awe, never having seen such a sight as Annie's expanding breasts. In a second, we were in the blocked off area behind the stage, to grab a moment of privacy. "Oh Robert, must I have departed so soon?" Annie pouted. "Can you not hear? My admirers clamor for more!" I quickly pulled the shredded remains of the t-shirt over Annie's head and shoulders. "Annie, those guys were trying to get to you! What would happen if they got ahold of you? I can't fight them all off! Don't they have security around here?" I was turned as on as the rest of those guys by Annie's performance, moreso knowing that all those men were lusting after my girl. But the situation was getting out of hand, and she needed to stop. I pulled the tie-dye over Annie's head, and fumbled quickly to get one of her arms into a sleeve. "Annie, now would be a good time to call back your tits!" "Oh!" gasped Annie "Bob, I cannot! My teats will not withdraw! Oh my, not again!" "Well, that's just great!" I muttered, as I helped Annie slip on her other sleeve. "This is a really shitty time to have this problem!" Annie's shirt was bunched up at the top of her chest, while the huge balloons of her tits still hung down to her hips. One of the judges looked behind the stage and asked if Annie was alright. I waved him off as I turned my back to him. I raised Annie's massive spheres and pressed her nipples against my chest, wrapping my arms around her, trying in vain to block this guy's view of Annie's tits. "Bob, help me focus," Annie said. I closed my eyes with her, and we both visualized in our minds her tits shrinking back, being called back into her body. Nothing happened right away, but finally our combined mental abilities proved effective. I could feel the enormous globes contracting, becoming smaller, as they pressed against my chest. But then the shrinking stopped, but too soon. Annie's tits were still bigger that usual, at least five or six cup sizes bigger than her usual Q-cup size. I was doing my best to help Annie wrestle her huge juggs back under my shirt, when we heard a most unwelcome voice. "Your Ladyship, I am now more eager than ever for that interview!" said the smooth, snake-like voice of Ian Goldsmith, who invaded our space behind the stage. Annie's nipples were still exposed as she strove to cover them over with that too-tight shirt. "You crass miscreant!" Annie scolded, as she managed to struggle the shirt over one nipple. "How dare you invade the privacy of a lady!" "Pardon me, love," Goldsmith sniggered, "but you are apparently the sort of 'lady' who relinquishes her 'privacy' upon a stage before an audience, aren't you? My my, Annie, don't your charms adundantly floweth over! Neat trick! How did you accomplish that, anyway?" With one big boob still sticking out from under her shirt, Annie jumped at Goldsmith and slapped him repeatedly, clawing at him with her fingernails. "You foul cad! You insufferable bastard! I shall eviscerate you with my bare hands!" I tried to grab Annie to hold her back, but she was a wildcat! I was completely taken aback. Never had I seen my voluptuous lioness become so enraged, or attack anyone like that. I jumped between her and Goldsmith, hoping to keep her off him and also to deny him another view of her exposed nipple. Goldsmith just laughed and continued baiting Annie. "About that interview, 'Your Ladyship', perhaps we should conduct it at my room, over a bottle of fine Champaign! I'm certain that we could give your story excellent placement alongside your picture, right on Page 3!" Now I was even more pissed than ever! Suggesting that my Annie pose for that infamous page of his "red-top tab" reserved for nude models! Well, I had heard enough. I let go of Annie and grabbed the front of Goldsmith's shirt. I wound up my fist and clocked him, right across the jaw. He collapsed in a heap onto the ground. "Listen Goldsmith," I threatened, "I better not catch you anywhere near my wife, ever again! I'll beat you into a pulp! You hear me?" Goldsmith looked up with a grin, wiping the corner of his mouth, blood staining his teeth. "Oh quite, mate," he replied sarcastically as he stood to his feet, evermore defiant. "But trust that the next time we meet again, it shall be in a more public venue." I was ready to explode all over this little cocksucker. "Back off, asshole!" I commanded, pointing a finger into his cocky face. He just stood straight with a smug smile on his bloody mouth. I shook my head as we walked off, disbelieving the unmitigated gall of Ian Goldsmith. After finally wrangling her nipple back under the shirt, Annie went back onto the stage, to the roaring applause of the crowd. The bouncers were holding back the crowd as Annie walked onto the stage. Annie stood there with a very cute, demure expression on her face, smiling and waving bashfully to the audience. Then the announcer took the microphone. "And here's our winner! The lovely Annie Penton! Congratulations, Annie! Wow, that really was an amazing performance! C'mon people, let's give it up for Annie! ....Yeah, alright!.... Hey listen, I'm not sure what actually happened during your dance, but I think we all had a little too much to drink today! Or maybe some of us were smoking too much of the local produce! Yeah.... That must really be some good stuff! It's like we were seeing things!" With that, the crowd just cheered and laughed off the unlikely spectacle that they had witnessed. Some guys came around to talk to Annie afterwards, but none tried to get fresh with her. I just wrapped my arm around her waist and hugged her close to keep the wolves at bay. By now, there were plenty of bouncers on hand, and that helped too, I'm sure. We headed up to the bar to have a couple drinks until the crowd dispersed. A few guys were looking Annie's way, as they huddled around their phones. There was no doubt in my mind that they were watching an "instant replay" of Annie's dance. We didn't see Goldsmith anymore after that. After a while, we headed back down the beach to our house, discussing the afternoon's events. We laughed about the contest, and Annie confessed her feelings. "Oh Bob, I am such a tawdry slut! I so adored baring my teats before that throng! To hear those boys cheering, to have them lusting so after me! Have you no care of seeing me show my nipples to other men?" "Annie," I replied, "I loved watching you dance! I'm so happy that you're letting go of your inhibitions! I admit, I was pretty jealous of all those guys seeing your nipples. But it turns me on, knowing that they'll be jacking off thinking of you, while I'm the only one who will hold you, and play with your tits." "But Bob, I am unsure what will come of me! My nipples tingled and my secrets were so moistened by performing! I now await the next opportunity to strip my teats bare before another male throng! So arousing it is, I cannot restrain myself! As I danced, I wished that I might suckle the cocks of each of those boys! If only they might line up for my service! Oh Bob, it is you that I love, but I fear that my wanton heart might lead me astray!" This admission was troubling "Hmmm, well Annie, I won't tolerate you giving out blowjobs. Not sure why you're feeling this way, but I'll just have to try harder to make my cock the only one you crave." Annie kissed me, passionately. My stiff cock pressed against her belly, and I could feel her heart pounding against my chest. We cooled it down so that we could return to beach house, but the thought os sex remained prominent on both our minds. We tried to chat lightly, but eventually the subject turned back to Ian Goldsmith. "Oh, that loathsome dastard! That swaggering blackguard!" fumed Annie, recalling that damn reporter. "I had a mind to scratch his eyes out! Look! I broke a fingernail because of him!" "But you rather do fancy swaggering blackguards, don't you Annie?" Annie turned and flashed me an uncharacteristically angry scowl. Then she stopped and looked down, a tear trickling from the corner of her eye." "Yes Bob, I do. You know that I do." Annie looked up at me with a pleading expression. "But you also know that you are the handsome man that I love! That rascal simply disarmed me with his well-practiced charm. Nothing more. I am not a foolish child to be overawed by the oily smile of a vainglorious knave! Robert! It is not as though you have never been distracted by other women yourself! You never fail to notice the ample charms of my dear friend Hoku!" Well, that stung. Couldn't deny that one. "Annie, you know that I have been obsessed with you since I was 15 years old! You're my first love! I've always been crazy about you! I'm sorry, sweetheart. Okay, so I admit that I do have a bit of a wandering eye, and your friend is certainly a very attractive woman. But I'm the luckiest guy in the world to be married to the most beautiful girl who ever lived! I'll try harder to keep my eyes only on you, baby. Can we just forget about it?" "Indeed, Bob, let us both do so." I kissed Annie there on the beach, and she kissed me back with passion. I gazed into her dazzling green eyes as we disengaged, and they glowed with the bright flame of desire. She held my gaze as we started to walk back to the beach house. Then a playful smile formed on her lips as she walked faster. I picked up my pace to keep up with her. Then Annie broke into a full run, and I chased after her. The beach house was up ahead, and I ran my fastest to catch Annie. But she's a very fast runner, in spite of her huge tits. Annie's tits bounded up and down as she ran, rising up into her face with each stride. Annie pulled ahead of me so that I could observe her from behind, as her ripe butt swung from side to side with each stride, and the massive globes bounced up and down in front of her narrow back. Everyone on the beach was watching Annie as I chased her down. Annie whooped a cry of delight as she approached the house, reaching down and pulling the tie-dye up over her head! All eyes on the beach were fixed on Annie as she took off her top, unleashing her huge boobs once again! Annie's taut pink nipples caught the sun, glistening in the bright rays, as her big tits bounced up and down, as my glorious wife ran topless toward the house. Taking off her shirt slowed her down, allowing me to catch up. I tackled Annie in the sand, and we rolled about, laughing like a couple kids. We devoured each other's mouths as we squirmed around in the sand, Annie's soft, creamy globes pressed against my chest. I slid my hands onto her butt, and began to remove her bikini bottoms. But then I heard a couple guys laughing, and one old lady walking her poodle sniffed at us with disapproval. So I scooped Annie up and hurried her into the house. We stayed inside the rest of that day, our limbs entwined, as I fucked Annie's brains out over and over. We laid nude together in a lawn chair, up on our deck, holding each other as we watched the Hawaiian sun set. We spent all day Sunday sucking and fucking on that deck and in each room of the house, and before you know it, Monday morning had arrived. In the Clouds With Annie It was a beautiful Monday morning as we drove west down the coast to the skydiving school. We took all the necessary precautions. Annie and I woke up before the sunrise, we were both so excited. We spent several hours making sure our sexual needs were satisfied before heading off. Annie really wanted to check out skydiving, but after her "flotation" episodes with acrophilia that summer in Chicago and Washington, we really did not want to have any problems at 14,000 feet! Anyway, it was a breezy Hawaiian morning, and it promised to be a warm tropical autumn day. The weather forecast called for thunderstorms in the late afternoon and evening, but our jump was expected to be long over by then. Annie was wearing a long, baggy pink t-shirt that hung down to her hips, and nearly covered her shorts. It was quite modest for Annie, but nothing she wears can conceal her curves. Thus, we had the usual reaction as we walked into the skydiving school. There were several guys in the room, and they all burst into big grins when they laid eyes on Annie. There were a couple girls, and they mostly frowned. One guy looked stunned to see us. His eyes opened wide and his mouth dropped open. I introduced us. "Hi, I'm Bob Penton, this is my wife Annie. We had an appointment today for lessons? I talked on the phone to Charlene." "Oh hi, Bob, that's me," piped up an attractive middle-aged women with short, grey-streaked hair. "Hi Annie, nice to meet you," spoke Charlene pleasantly to my wife. "This is my husband Mitch," who was a tall, fit guy in about his mid-50s, with a military haircut. I learned from my call that Mitch and Charlene were the owners of the school, and that Mitch was a former paratrooper. They introduced us around the room to all the instructors, who mostly looked like Hawaii surfer/beach bum types. We said hi to Kyle and Jake and Rachel and Bopper. Then we were introduced to Justin, the guy who looked stunned when we walked in. He kept staring at Annie the whole time, mostly at her tits, looking really nervous. "Is there some problem, pal?" I asked Justin, somewhat annoyed. "Um, it's... uh, well...." he sputtered, turning to Annie. "It's just that I saw you on Saturday." "P-pardon me?" replied Annie with embarrassment, both of us realizing immediately where this was going. "Um... on the beach...? At that contest...?" Justin stammered. Annie sighed heavily and looked at the floor, her face turning bright red. The other instructors looked startled at Annie's reaction. Justin clarified, "I was just telling you guys about her." The guys quietly nodded, trying (but not succeeding) to appear nonchalant about Justin's remark. They fidgeted awkwardly, and glanced fleetingly at Annie's tits. Clearly, they had heard all about the wet t-shirt contest, and how Annie nearly created a riot with her shirt-busting expansion. These guys probably thought the story was bullshit, until Annie and her huge tits walked through their door. Annie was only embarrassed for a moment. But then her forthright manner rose up, and Annie looked around the room as she addressed everyone. "Yes, as Justin has no doubt explained in detail, I was the winner of a wet t-shirt content this past Saturday. It was quite a lot of fun. I'm sure by now you've all heard a most colorful description of those events! Perhaps you’ve even seen a cell phone video?" A hush fell over the room as every eye zoomed in on Annie's tits. Clearly, her remark hit home, as Justin hastily stuck his phone in his pocket. Everyone squirmed, waiting for the awkward moment to pass, as the silence hung heavy in the air. "Well, right then!" chirped Annie cheerfully, breaking the tension. "Now that we are all apprised of that incident, perhaps we can dispense with the usual whispers and hushed gossip. Let us proceed with the class, shall we?" The room broke into laughs and everyone got up to attend to their business. We weren't the only students scheduled for that day, but it was a weekday in the off-season, so we had a lot of personal attention. Annie proclaimed her intentions to Charlene. "I should prefer that Robert and I skydive together. We are a newlywed couple and share all things." Charlene explained, "Well, I'm sorry Annie, but we can't let you do that on your first jump. You both need to be fully trained and jump several times with assistance before you can freefall solo." Annie was quite disappointed. I was sorry that we didn't spend more time doing research before travelling all the way here. Oh well, what can I say? Guess we just spend too many hours out of every day with our mouths on each other's privates to get bogged down with details! Justin was teaching the class with Charlene. He explained to us that there are three basic methods of learning to skydive. "The most popular method is tandem," said Justin. "I would be wearing the parachute, and you would be strapped to my body. We would fall together and I'd pull the ripcord at the right time." "Pardon me," quizzed Annie, but how precisely do you mean for me to be strapped to your body?" "W-well," Justin stammered, "your back would be strapped to my front, and as we fell, I would be on top of you... wait, that didn't come out right. I mean...." "So what you mean to say," clarified Annie, "is that your body would be pressed closely against mine in a most intimate position as we drop through the sky." "W-well, more or less...." "And your loins would be pressed against my bum as we fell," Annie interrupted, her voice rising. "Um.... well, it's not really like that...." Meanwhile, I was fighting hard the whole time to stifle my laughter, as Annie continued to torment the poor sap. "And where exactly will your hands be placed as we dive?" inquired Annie, stridently. Justin's eyes inadvertently looked down to Annie's tits, a normal enough guy reaction. Annie's eyes widened as a look of outrage swept over face. The poor schmoe was sputtering and stammering, unable to bleat out a coherent sentence. I couldn't hold back any longer and finally busted out laughing. "Annie," interjected Charlene, "all our instructors are professionals. You can trust them to keep their hands to themselves!" "Thank you, Charlene, and I apologize, to you and Justin both," Annie replied graciously. "I regret insinuating lascivious intent on your part, Justin. However, whilst I would be most interested in jumping in such a manner with my husband, I would certainly not consider doing so with any other." We spent some time discussing the various other options. We learned about static line jumping, where a line is attached to the plane that pulls the novice jumper's ripcord. Annie wasn't very keen on that. She wanted to experience free fall on her first jump, the thrill of high altitude and zero gravity while dropping through the air. Annie was much more interested in the technique of accelerated free fall, or AFF. In this method, the novice parachutist jumps with a pair of instructors holding onto each side of their harness, to stabilize the jumper's free fall, and pull the ripcord, if necessary. The first jump only happens after a day-long session of intensive training. "Might Robert and I jump together, holding hands, assisted by four instructors?" asked Annie. No, Annie was told, there are all manner of safety precautions that must be observed. Annie became quite pouty when she found there was no way for us to jump together at the same time. Annie reluctantly agreed that she would jump first, and that I would follow into the drop zone as soon as permissibly safe. Charlene and Rachel, one of the other female instructors, would jump with Annie, since she was very uncomfortable with being touched by another man. Mitch and Justin would jump with me, right behind Annie, as soon as it was safe. Annie and I would make several jumps in this manner until we were deemed experienced enough to finally jump together. Annie wasn't happy about that arrangement, but she's a big girl and understands that you don't always get everything you want. We spent the entire day in class, learning all the important aspects of skydiving. Other students were with us in a big group, and each instructor took turns explaining the various topics. Our lessons included learning about the many types of parachute failures. One of them was a partial chute failure called a "Mae West." This occurred when one of the lines became looped over top of the parachute, dividing the canopy in two, so that it resembled a pair of large breasts. This nickname was given by early parachutists, after the voluptuous 1930s movie star of the same name. "Oh, I absolutely adore Mae West," interrupted Annie, who enjoyed her movies during that period. Every eye turned again to Annie, or should I say, to her humongous tits. Another awkward silence fell, broken up by some nervous titters of laughter from around the room. Realizing that the joke was on her, Annie stood up, placed her hands on her hips, bouncing them from side to side, looking at me as she performed an excellent Mae West impression: "Hey big fella... is that a cucumber in your pocket, or are ya just glad to see me?" The whole class exploded in laughter. It was some time before everyone calmed down so that the lesson could continue. Anyway, it was a long day of class, but by the afternoon, the weather was still fine, and we were given the okay for the jump. We were warned of a thunderstorm out to sea that was expected to blow in by early evening, but we should be all done with our jump long before then. We had about a half hour before jump time, so Annie and I went back to our car for a quickie, in the hopes of preventing another acrophilic episode in the air. Annie and I were very excited as we suited up. Annie and I had purchased our own gear beforehand, and we were both trembling with excitement as we got dressed. We shared the same dressing room, since I always love watching Annie strip off her clothes. The loose pink t-shirt came off, then the shorts, and the nude Annie stepped one leg into her fuscia-pink jumpsuit, and then the other. Naturally, Annie's suit was especially tailored to accommodate her luscious curves. Annie posed for me in her unzipped jumpsuit, with her luscious creamy breasts hanging seductively between the open parted sides. "I shall not be wearing anything under these coveralls, My Love," spoke Annie, a sultry smile on her lips. I smiled at Annie and moved closer, reaching my arms inside her suit and wrapping them around her waist. Then I slid my hands upwards to cup Annie's soft melons, sinking my fingers deeply into the supple flesh. Annie gave me a sexy grin as our faces drew closer. "Hey! We all heard that!" said Rachel, shouting over from the instructors' lounge. Laughter was heard from throughout the lounge and the dressing room. Annie's eyes grew big as her lips puckered in surprise, her face turning red once more. Annie backed away from me and hastily zipped herself up, enclosing her wondrous tits behind the jumpsuit. Annie leaned into my ear and whispered to me that I should also not wear anything underneath. No arguments from me! Annie gave my cock a little kiss for the road before I zipped up my own blue jumpsuit over my birthday suit. The school allowed us to wear sneakers for the jump, though normally they required first-time jumpers to wear these heavy, high boots, to provide ankle support in case of a rough landing. I wouldn't normally worry about Annie breaking an ankle, since she's pretty much impervious to injury. All that notwithstanding, there's no way to guess what might happen to my gorgeous Annie if there was an accident and she fell from such a great height. We tried not to think about that. If we stick with skydiving, Annie would eventually be able to jump barefoot and in a bikini, or maybe wearing even less! Annie stuffed her golden brown hair into her helmet. We put on our goggles and strapped on our chutes. It took a lot of wiggling and positioning to secure the straps around Annie's torso, and allow room for her ample breasts. The straps needed to be anchored against solid flesh, and could not be fastened about her big squishy funbags. Our instructors checked our straps and then we were good to go! My heart was beating hard and fast as we lined up at the plane. Annie gave me a nervous smile, and we smooched a few times as we waited to board. With her mind, Annie silently communicated her mixed emotions as we prepared to embark on this wild adventure. Now that the time had arrived, she was absolutely terrified at the thought of jumping out of an airplane. I tried my best to send soothing, reassuring thoughts her way, that it was natural for her to feel like this. But when you can share your mind with your wife, you can't keep secret the fact that you're really shitting your pants yourself! The plane circled up and up, and before too long we were at 14,000 feet. It was unnerving to be in such a small prop plane at such a great height, especially knowing that we were about to jump out. Our nerves were rattled even more as the hatch in the back of the plane blew open! The hum of engines was heard over the sound of wind whistling around the back, and we could barely hear each other talking. As planned, Annie was to jump first, ahead of me. I could feel her jitters in my mind as she stood up and took her position next to her instructors. "I - I cannot go through with this," said Annie to Charlene, as she gazed out into the blue, with the ocean and the island nearly three miles below. "It's just jitters, Annie," cajoled Charlene, "Everyone feels like this on their first jump! C'mon girl, we're going to do this!" "It's okay, sweetheart," I said, comfortingly, "I'll be right behind you." "No, truly, I am quite certain," replied Annie. I felt the hairs stand up on the back of my neck as Annie hesitated. Something strange was emanating from Annie's mind, and I never felt such a new sensation from her before. I suddenly got a very bad feeling. Charlene and Rachel were holding Annie's straps at the proper positions, and they looked at each other. Charlene nodded. Without sticking around to talk about it any longer, the instructors heaved Annie up as they jumped out the back of the plane! "NOOOOOOOO!" shrieked Annie, her voice quickly trailing off as she vanished from my sight. Suddenly, a loud, metallic screeching sound ripped through my head! It was Annie, broadcasting her sheer terror into my brain! It was excruciatingly painful, both physically and emotionally, to endure the fright and panic of my gorgeous wife's waking nightmare. Without even a moment to think of what I was doing, I did the craziest, stupidest thing I've ever done in my life. I leaped out of the back of the plane. The world was suddenly a twirling kaleidoscope of blue. The most intense physical sensation filled my body, starting from my gut and radiating up to my head and down to my toes. It's impossible to describe one's initial experience in the zero gravity of free fall. Everyone has felt that little flutter of "butterflies in the stomach" when flying over the top of a hill on the road. This experience was similar, but to the tenth power! Like comparing a ripple in a pond to a 10 foot wave crashing on rocks. Or like a summer breeze compared to a thunderstorm. Instead of a flutter, it was a churning turbulence, in my stomach and throughout my whole body. I was careening out of control through the earth's atmosphere. Earth and sky blinked quickly before my eyes as I tumbled head over heels. I had forgotten everything I learned about skydiving that whole day. I didn't know who I was or where I was. I forgot all about Annie. Had I any presence of mind, I would have realized that I was 60 seconds away from a messy death. I have no idea what went right, but somehow my body leveled off, and I found myself facing the ground in a spread eagle formation. The wind was whipping past my face and body like I never felt in even the worst Rocky Mountain blizzard. The fluttering sensation of weightlessness still churned inside my body, but somehow my head cleared. Suddenly, it all came back to me. I looked all around, and the whole landscape was spread out before me. There was the blue sky all around me, in a 360 degree circle, and somewhere underneath was a misty green of the island of Oahu. Wow, what a rush! Skydiving is the coolest thing ever! But then I remembered why I jumped, and my eyes furiously scanned around in all directions. Somehow, I managed to spot Annie. Her bright pink jumpsuit stood out from all that blueness. She was way far down below me, held tight by her instructors, falling in proper formation. It was like I was on the top of a ten storey building and looking down at Annie down at street level, maybe a block away. I realized that I didn't hear her mental screams of terror any more, but what I felt instead was an intense adrenaline rush of joy and delight emanating from my gorgeous wife. I still wasn't thinking very clearly, and did another stupid thing... I tried to get over to Annie. I put my arms at my side and bent my body downward as if I were diving head first off the world's highest diving board. Whatever I did worked, because Annie and the two women drew closer. I was gaining on them and was happy that I was overtaking Annie. But when it was too late to stop, I suddenly realized that I was coming up too quick. I rammed hard into Annie, and her sexy body stopped my momentum. But I broke up their formation. For a second, there were four sets of limbs flailing around in the blue. I reached out frantically to grab anything I could reach. My hand clasped around something soft, just as I felt a familiar grip on my arm. It was Annie! She managed to grab onto my arm, just as I grabbed hers. Annie had been falling properly, and she had a sense of what to do. She got us leveled off so that we both fell in the proper position, our bodies facing the ground below. I looked into my dream girl's dazzling green eyes, hid behind those goggles, and they beamed brightly with an intense joyful thrill! Here we were together after all, clasping arms, as we fell with each other out of the sky! All I could sense from Annie was love and joy and excitement, such as she never felt in all her long years! We looked at each other, smiling, as the wind whipped past our faces in the turbo-charged power rush of free fall. Charlene and Rachel were each about 8 feet away, just out of reach, and wow, they both looked really pissed off! They were motioning and seemed to be trying to reach toward us, wanting to save our lives, but were unable to do so. Suddenly, they began to dip below us, slowly at first, but then they dropped like a couple rocks. I also noticed that the wind was not whipping as hard past our faces or flapping along our jumpsuits. After a couple seconds, the wind wasn't blowing at all. Somehow the air became calm. I looked at Annie and she looked at me, and we were both puzzled. But then we totally freaked out when two figures streaked past us, about 20 feet away, noisily ripping through the air, first one and then the other, like a couple rockets pointed at the earth. What the hell was going on? Annie and I just stared at each other. "ROBERT! WHAT IS HAPPENING?" cried Annie, panic rising in her voice. "ANNIE! I DON'T KNOW!" I screamed. "THIS IS CRAZY! JUST FRIGGIN' CRAZY!" We were both feeling really strange, and the whole scene was surreal. About 10 seconds had passed but the ground wasn't looking any closer. My mind reeled, and we both both began to panic. Far below, we saw one chute crack open and then the other. These must have been Charlene and Rachel. Seconds later, another two chutes cracked open. Despite my delirious thinking, I decided these last two were Mitch and Justin, who must have tried to chase me after I jumped. It was probably them that shot past us before. No Fear of Heights Annie was looking at me with awe and wonder. A steady breeze blew over us horizontally, but this was just the wind, and not the mad rushing vertical gale from rapid descent through the atmosphere. Annie and I were still holding hands, our bodies still facing downward, but apparently we were no longer dropping to the ground. Still not understanding, I reached over and pulled Annie's ripcord, to save her life. Her pack opened but her chute didn't deploy. Then I let go of Annie's hands and moved my body to a sitting position. I just hung there in space, a couple feet apart from her. Annie looked incredulous. Then I just started laughing, laughing like a silly fool! "Robert! Why do you laugh? This is not amusing!" I punched the button on my harness to release the chute. "ROBERT! What are you doing?" shouted Annie. Then I pulled the straps over my shoulders and let my chute fall to the earth. Annie was reaching frantically toward me, trying to keep my chute pack from falling away, and we both watched as it dropped from sight. "Oh Bob," Annie lamented, "you shall fall to your death!" I just laughed. "No I won't, Annie!" Then I punched the button on Annie's chute and quickly pulled the straps from her shoulders. Before she could react, Annie's pack fluttered down, and as the air caught it, her chute exited the pack, and streamed downward to the ground below. Annie looked down at herself, and then at my smiling face, and then she frantically looked all around as the realization dawned on her. "Bob! We are not falling!" shrieked Annie hysterically. "We are suspended in the air!" "Yes gorgeous, that's right!" I said, laughing even harder, reaching over to kiss her beautiful face. "This is just like what happened to you in Washington and Chicago! Only now it's both of us, floating in the sky!" Annie and I kissed excitedly, giggling like a couple of kids. But our goggles and helmets bumped into each other. Annie pulled off her goggles and let them go. They dropped away from us and tumbled down from sight. I did the same. Excitedly, we undid our chin straps and pulled the helmets off from our heads. We were over a green patch, far from settled areas, and our gear fell safely into the trees far below. Annie shook her hair all around, and it inflated like an enormous nimbus of golden brown silk, as if she were underwater. We both laughed hysterically as we hugged each other close, kissing each other's lips, so high up in the sky. Of all our crazy, wild experiences together, this one was off the scale! Annie and I have had some weird stuff since we first shared the melon together, but this has to be the weirdest! We always wondered if our melon highs were real or some kind of hallucination, like that wild experience on our mountain honeymoon. But there was no question that this is undoubtedly the real thing! Here we were, hanging in the sky! Not falling! How could this be possible? How could a steady diet of a mysterious melon cause such a thing? Was this caused by that weird mutant melon from Annie's meadow? Did it somehow change our bodies? What are we becoming? Our conjoined minds twirled around with a million such questions, as our bodies floated together above the shores of Hawaii. Such a view we had! It was an incredible panorama! The entire sky was wide open all around us, the blue rim of the ocean off to the horizon, and the shoreline of Oahu under our feet. There were clouds off in the distance, and a really big one in particular off to the southwest. We could see the airfield and winding roads, the green mountains and the glittering rivers, all around us, but far down below. We could hear very distant sounds from the ground, way far off in the distance underneath. How strange. Otherwise, it was still and silent, except for the steady sea breeze blowing around us. There was no sense of high altitude, and certainly no fear of heights. We were like a couple of birds, gliding on the air currents. No, it was more like human air balloons, as if we were lighter than air. We felt the same weightless feeling of free fall, but without the rushing through the air. It was as if gravity had no power over us. We were giddy and euphoric, full of joy, totally in the moment, reveling in this remarkable sensation. There was no thought of what might happen if gravity were to reclaim us, or even if we could never get back down to the ground. There was nothing but the sun and the breeze and the surrounding blueness... and Annie. I looked at my gorgeous wife, her halo of hair floating around her head, blowing around lightly in the breeze. Annie looked so beautiful up in the sky, like she never looked back on the ground. Her face had a misty radiance, and her dazzling eyes shone with a neon glow. A blissful smile curled over her full lips, which were so inviting in that incredible moment. I kissed Annie, and she kissed me back with enthusiasm, her hair floating all around my own head, like the sexy tentacles of an aerial anemone. Annie's tongue danced lightly over mine, in the most amazing, surreal, mystical moment. I pulled my mouth away from Annie's, and strands of her hair floated all around her face. Annie brushed aside those hairs, and placed her hands on my cheeks. She looked at me intently, her eyes blazing with a very familiar light, silently speaking what we both were thinking. I slid my hand around from Annie's back to her front, on top of her full breasts. I could feel that the top of Annie's jumpsuit was drawn very tight. Not surprisingly, Annie's tits had begun spontaneously expanding underneath, stretching against the fabric. I grasped the zipper of her suit, and pulled it downwards. Annie's luscious breasts were compressed tightly under the suit, and the zipper snagged, and would not move any lower. I grabbed each side of the open collar of her jumpsuit with both hands, and gave them a sharp pull. The zipper parted, and Annie's glorious spheres bulged out from between the two parted sides, her overfull cleavage flowing outward, like peas bursting from their pod. I reached lower and pulled the zipper apart some more, causing more of the luscious pink flesh to spill forward. Another firm tug, and the zipper reached her navel. Annie's magnificent orbs popped out, released from their bonds. Annie's creamy spheres jiggled gently as they were freed from their captivity. Annie's pink nipples were revealed, and the soft buds quivered, as her shiny areolas caught a glint of sunlight. Annie gently breathed a sensual sigh as the bare flesh of her nipples encountered the cool, high altitude air. Annie's nipples became slightly erect from the coolness, but they remained soft and pink. Annie pulled down the zipper of my jumpsuit, and that cool air felt excellent against my chiseled, muscular chest. Down went the zipper, to my abs and below, until my rock-hard penis was exposed. Annie slid her cool hands onto the warmth of the thick shaft as I sunk my hands deeply into the sides of her creamy tits. Annie and I shared another breathy kiss as we caressed each other's tender parts, the tips of our tongues lightly drawing circles around each other. I slid my hands around the sides of Annie's squishy tits and up to her shoulders. Following my lead, Annie's soft hands glided over my pecs and to the tops of my arms. We reached under the backs of each other's jumpsuits, and pulled them down over our shoulders, and then down to our elbows. Annie's gorgeous breasts were bare, and her magnificent globes hovered in front of me as perfect spheres, weightlessly immune to gravity, not at all sagging against her belly. My cock grew bigger and harder at the sight of Annie's sexy body, as her long hair billowed wildly in all directions. Annie kicked off one sneaker and then the other, as I did the same. We watched our shoes tumble down toward the trees far below. Annie rubbed her soft bare feet against mine, and my skin of my foot tingled with electricity at her touch. We floated weightlessly, like we were in space. I slid the sleeves of the jumpsuit off from Annie's bare arms. Now Annie was naked from the waist up, and my cock felt like it was growing even bigger and harder at the incredible sight of her enormous floating tits. My penis hurt with the familiar ache of expansion, though I had not even eaten any melon, nor tasted any of Annie's sweet milk. I could feel my balls swelling as they hung suspended in front of my crotch. Annie's tits were visibly larger than normal, and were expanding very slowly. Such a sight to see Annie's swelling boobs in a weightless state, where each movement caused them to shimmer with ripples and waves, instead of the usual bouncing and jiggling under gravity. Annie's soft hands slid over my arms, pushing off the sleeves of my jumpsuit. The same electrical sensation sparked over my flesh where it was contacted by Annie's hands. My torso was now free of the suit, my cock pointing straight upwards, about 18 inches in length, the shape and girth of a very long cucumber, its head pressing against my breastbone. Annie's tits were the size and shape of beach balls, perfectly spherical. Her sleeves flapped in the breeze below her, and it was high time to be rid of these garments. Our excitement rose as I scooted myself down to pull the jumpsuit over Annie's hips. She moved to do the same for me, so that our bodies were turned to be perpendicular to each other. I was upside down and Annie was sideways. My perspective was inverted as I slid the suit over the sweet swell of Annie's plump ass. It seemed that the earth was above my head, and the sky was below, with no perception of which end was actually up. I tugged the pant legs over Annie's fulsome thighs, and hugged my face next to the warmth of her pussy. The same electrical sensation was felt against my cheek where it contacted Annie's flesh. Our hearts beat wildly, and we were both gasping and moaning as we stripped off each other's jumpsuits. We gave no thought to our situation, floating high in the sky. There was no sense of danger, only passionate delight. We didn't care what would happen if we fell, or if we ever reached the ground unharmed, in the nude, with nothing to cover ourselves. We were completely caught up in the moment, and into each other's bodies, gasping and groaning as we frantically pulled off each other's clothes. I urgently tugged the suit free of Annie's toes, and watched as it flew upward, toward the planet above me. The fuscia suit fluttered like a crazy pink bird, flying high above my head. Annie was gasping and whimpering as she snatched at my suit, which soon followed her suit upward to the earth, as Annie jerked it free from my own feet. Annie spun herself around in the air to hug her arms around my legs, and insistently buried her face in my thighs. I looked down to see my gorgeous wife hanging from my legs, her own legs dangling into the blue. Annie climbed up my body like it was a ladder, kissing her way up as she went. She kissed my thighs, and then she licked all over my baseball-sized balls, which also floated weightlessly in front of my crotch. My balls sparked with a static shock of sensual pleasure where Annie's lips kissed. Starting at its base, Annie kissed and licked and slobbered up and down my big fat cock, moving her face upwards along its shank. A current flowed into my thick tube of meat where Annie caressed it with her lips and tongue. On her way up, Annie's swollen balloons encountered my feet. I reached down to run my fingers through Annie's wild halo of hair, which floated all around as if to surround us. She slid her huge whoppers against my shins as her mouth reached my cock head. Annie lingered there to swallow the apple-sized lump of rigid flesh into her mouth. Such an amazing tingling sensation conducted up and down along my entire cock as Annie's electric tongue caressed my cock head. I drew Annie's head upward to guide her mouth toward my own. Annie's soft pillows glided against my chest, brushing along my cock, and then her face reached mine. I plunged my tongue into Annie's mouth, and a tart current danced along our tongues, like licking a battery. I pulled Annie's body closely, so that her gigantic melons were pressed tightly against my chest, pinning my expanding cock firmly within her velvety cleavage. I reached down and grasped Annie's ripe butt with both hands, and kneaded and massaged her plump cheeks as I pulled her wet pussy into contact with the base of my swelling member. Annie moaned with gasps of pleasure through our kiss, and gyrated her hips against mine. Annie drew apart and smiled at me, then she shifted her shoulders backwards. Her gigantic tits decompressed from my chest and popped up in front of my face, filling the space between us. Each glorious globe was now about eighteen inches in diameter, and perfectly spherical without the influence of gravity. I poked one of Annie's weightless breasts lightly with my finger, and circular waves expanded from its surface, like ripples in a pond. The waves passed over Annie's shiny pink nipple, and then around to the other side. I could have just stared at Annie's big tits all day, they were so amazing to watch. Inside my head, I heard Annie's melodious voice, asking, "Are you fascinated by my teats?" Oh Annie, whether we're on the ground or in the air, you already know the answer to that! I grabbed the tender mound with both hands and sunk my fingers deeply into the supple flesh. Annie's pink nipple puffed out from the compression, and quivered gently before my face. Then I parted my lips and licked all over Annie's nipple. My tongue tingled where it circled Annie's shiny areola, and I probed deeply into the soft knob, inverting it with my tongue. Annie's gasped and stuttered in pleasure and she wrapped her creamy arms around my head as I caressed her nipple with my mouth, passionately kissing my forehead as I kissed her breast. Then I opened my mouth fully and sucked hard on Annie's nipple. Annie cried out as she squeezed my head tightly against her bosom. A squirt of thick cream shot into my mouth, so thick that it left a coating on the roof of my mouth. Annie wrapped her legs around my torso as I nuzzled my face deeply against her massive mammary. My elongated cock was pressed tightly against my breastbone by Annie's hot snatch, which oozed onto the head and shank. I looked up as I drew cream from Annie's breast with my mouth, her gorgeous face framed before the earth above, an expression of sensual bliss on her features, as the nimbus of her golden hair floated wildly all over the place. I kept my eyes on my beautiful Annie as I eagerly sucked down her thick lactation. Annie shifted her body to bring her other nipple into contact with my mouth, and I drew the thick sweetness from that one. Annie yipped and yelped as I drew her loving essence down inside of me. My cock grew longer and thicker as Annie wiggled her hot pussy against it. My hands slid back to her butt and held her cheeks firmly against my throbbing member. Annie moved her body from side to side, rubbing her nipples all over my face, alternating each one between my lips and tongue as I slobbered all over her juicy tits. Annie's nipples kissed back, circling with my tongue inside of my mouth. Annie's cries grew frantic and she arched her back, gasping and groaning as her nipples tingled through another series of orgasms. We hovered in the sky as my gorgeous sweetheart's body was wracked with pleasure. Finally she sighed as her body relaxed. She looked down with a smile at my face, smeared with her thick cream, and buried in the velvety cleavage between her gigantic pillows. Then Annie unwrapped her legs from my chest and put her hands on my shoulders. Then she pushed them hard! Annie's back arched and she twirled backwards as our bodies pulled apart. Annie tucked her legs and gracefully pirouetted her body around in mid air so that her supple form was aligned at a right angle to mine. Then Annie reached out and grabbed my cock with both hands. The thick trunk had grown to two feet in length and about three inches in girth. My swollen balls felt like coconuts and ached for a release as they floated at my hips. My cock was rock-hard, and trembling with excitement while clutched by Annie's fingers. I was facing the ground lengthwise, and Annie was perpendicular to me, doing a handstand over my crotch as she held onto my cock. Drawing her mouth down over the head, Annie opened wide as she kissed and licked and slobbered all over my pulsating trunk. Holding onto my hips, her toes pointed at the earth, Annie drew her head down onto the thick shank like she was a sword swallower. Annie's mouth was impaled by my two-foot long cock, her lips reached all the way into my crotch hair, the thick shaft all the way down her esophagus. My cock vibrated with electrical scintillations emanating from the interior of Annie's sexy body. Keeping herself perpendicular, Annie pushed her body upwards against my hips, drawing the length of her insides against my hot tubesteak. Then she grabbed my hips and pulled her mouth down on it again, and back and forth. Oh man, that felt so good! Annie's huge tits smacked against my chest as she bounced back and forth on my cock. With each smack, Annie's tits grew bigger and bigger. I watched in fascination as Annie's tits swelled from 24 inches in diameter to 26, and then 28, expanding larger with each smack, closing the distance to my face. Annie's mammoth balloons were six inches away from my face, and then three as they swelled, and then they pressed against my face as they grew larger and larger. Annie's nipples inflated from the size of oranges to grapefruits to cantaloupes as the cleavage between her enlarging spheres engulfed my face. I opened each hand around Annie's gigantic nipples and sunk my fingers deeply into her softest flesh. My hands tingled from the contact with Annie's bloated paps. Annie was moaning with pleasure as she sucked my cock, and she was ready to orgasm again from the stimulation of my fingers on her nipples. Her cries grew frantic as my own imminent explosion approached. I released Annie's nipples and reached over to grab Annie's plump ass as she bounced downward onto my cock, drawing her sweet pussy against my face. Though I'm a devoted tit man, Annie's snatch is so incredibly beautiful and sexy and arousing. Her inner pussy lips were crinkled over the hairless opening to her vagina, and the pink strawberry of her clit protruded from her juicy slit like an eyeball. All her luscious folds were shiny with the ooze from her sweet place, which smelled and tasted so excellent. My chest was pressed against Annie's breastbone as her mammoth tits cuddled around either side of my body. I buried my face in Annie's pussy, and nuzzled around with my nose and lips. My cock tingling with the first throes of release, I plunged my tongue deeply into Annie's hot, slimy snatch, just as she drew hard onto my cock. A surge of hot cum shot up from my swollen balls, and ejaculated forcefully into Annie's mouth. Annie's sweet pussy contracted hard as it slurped over my face, and a hot spray of Annie's pussy juice squirted all over my head, simultaneously as the flood of my semen propelled down Annie's throat. Annie whined and whimpered as our bodies convulsed in mutual orgasm. I sunk my fingers deeply into Annie's butt cheeks as I held her pussy tightly against my face. Annie held my own ass as she maintained the contact of her mouth onto my cock as it gushed its hot, gooey load down her throat. We quaked and shuddered together as our bodies were rocked with erotic spasms, over and over, as we floated in the air, high above the Hawaiian shore. Annie orgasmed again and again, squirting her sweet stickiness all over my face, which I eagerly lapped up. Annie's head drew back and forth, as my cock disgorged load after load into her gorgeous mouth. Time stood still as we hovered in the sky, mutually imparting oral pleasure to each other. The sun shone down as the breeze blew around us, as our entwined bodies rolled together in the sky. It seemed like hours that we remained in the bright blue, Annie sucking load after load of the thick cum out of my fat cock, as my lips and tongue lavished love all over her ripe clitoris, and all around the juicy folds of her vagina. Finally, the pleasurable storm was expended, and our bodies relaxed. Annie and I held each other as we hovered in the air, the sun's rays shining on our bodies, as we enjoyed a warm, post-coital afterglow. Annie withdrew her head slowly from my thick cock, as I slid my beslimed face from her oozing snatch. I held Annie close as I kissed her legs, rubbing my face and licking all around her thighs and calves. Annie just kissed and licked and stroked my penis, still long and hard and swollen, as our bodies rolled gently under waves of the breeze that blew over us. I hugged Annie's thigh next to my face with one arm and nuzzled against it. My other arm caressed and kneaded Annie's plump ass, and my fingers probed around the juicy folds of her pussy. Annie began to moan as this stimulation reignited her fire. I maneuvered my face back between her thighs, then Annie sat up upon my face. Annie rested her full, round tits against my chest, as her hands massaged my pecs. Annie's mind projected waves of love and satisfaction into mine. I held Annie by the thighs as my tongue lovingly lapped around her juicy folds. Then Annie leaned back all the way and rolled her sweet twat backwards off of my face. I turned myself around to look at my gorgeous babe. Annie was stretching her body out into the blue, her back arched, arms reaching behind herself, and her hair flying all around, a look of joyful bliss on her beautiful face. I hadn't noticed before, but while we performed our sensual aerial dance, the clouds from the southeast had blown in and other clouds were forming underneath us. But what really caught my eye was the incredible size of Annie's tits! They had swollen to the size of weather balloons, each over three feet across! Annie's perfect spheres were absolutely gigantic, appearing more so in our weightless condition, each nipple the size of a basketball, and leaking copious amounts of her sweet milk. I could not allow Annie's precious lactation to go to waste, so I thrust my body forward, and reached my arms around a single giant globe. I wrapped my arms around Annie's moon-sized boob, and squeezed tightly. Her breast flesh was so soft to the touch, had there been any gravity, I would sunken deeply into Annie's breast like it was a cloud. I planted my mouth on top of Annie's enormous nipple as I squeezed. A torrent of Annie's sweet cream splattered into my face, like it was shooting out of a fire hose. I fixed my mouth onto the tip of her gigantic nipple, and sucked for all I was worth. I could have choked on the flood of Annie's delicious lactation, which squirted all over my face and slopped into my hair. Annie's milk was thicker than before, and was much more viscous, tasting like a vanilla milkshake. My body was extended out into the air, away from Annie's body, as I sucked on the tip of her tremendous sphere. Then I felt Annie's fingers as they fumbled for my cock. I looked over for a moment, and could not believe the size of my member. It was three feet long, and at least six inches in girth. The head was like a small pumpkin, and my testicles were like a pair of basketballs, bouncing against my thighs. Annie had a pleading, urgent look on her face as she whimpered, her fingers clutching at my cock. I bent my body downward, to place it better into her reach. Annie moaned with satisfaction as she obtained a firm grip on my distended member. Her fingers stroked electrically, up and down the shaft, sending shivers of erotic pleasure throughout my lower body. Grabbing my cock head firmly with both hands, Annie pulled the elongated shaft toward herself, and managed to place the tip of that pumpkin against her oozing pussy. I didn't need another hint. Thrusting my hips gently forward, I implanted my thick cock into Annie's wet place. Annie yelled loudly in a mingling of pleasure and pain at the penetration of my engorged member, her fingers guiding it in as it split her pussy. I held on tightly to Annie's enormous sphere, squirts and globs of her thickening milk piling onto my head and shoulders. I thrust my fat tree truck deeply into Annie's hot body, and then arched my back and drew back my hips to withdraw it again. I buried my face into the softness of Annie's tit, as I pushed in my fat cock again, smearing my face all around in her lactation. We hovered in the sky, Annie and I, as my huge cock pistoned back and forth. With each long stroke, my pulsating shaft went up inside the full length of Annie's body, and then withdrew again. We were in a sitting position together, with Annie's legs spread over my hips and hanging over the sides, her sexy toes dangling below. However, in our weightless state, there was no up or down, above or below. It was like both of us were on top and on the bottom at the same time, and as if neither of us were on top or bottom. I hung on to each of Annie's massive balloons in turn, suckling what I could from each as the rest of her cream oozed out all over her tits and all over my face and body, smearing around in a big mess between us. With no bed underneath to inhibit our movements, both our hips thrust back and forth against each other, in perfect rhythm, the flesh of our crotches smacking against that of the other with each stroke. We turned slowly as we rocked each other in the sky. Once we would be upright, with the blue above and the ground below, and then we would be inverted, with ground above our heads, and the sky underneath. As we turned head over heels, between up and down, we rotated through every point of the compass, sometimes facing Oahu, and then out to sea, and with the sinking sun sometimes ahead, and other times to my back. I rocked Annie as she screamed through one orgasm after another, her cries becoming more frantic as her orgasms came closer together. My cock ejaculated once, twice, and then continuously with each stroke. Our orgasms finally merged into one single conjoined rush of aerial ecstasy, as we twirled together in the sky, a current of semen flowing from my body to Annie's, and an equal stream of Annie's breast milk flowing back into my mouth. In the endless creativity of her lovemaking, Annie discovered the most novel aspect of weightless sex. Pulling her nipple away from my mouth, Annie arched her body backwards, and raised up her legs. Her pussy still impaled by my elongated cock, Annie gently turned her body as I continued thrusting. Annie's body was like a wheel slowly rotating about the axle of my penis as I pounded her pussy. At one point, she we was facing me, her toes stretched toward my head, the nimbus of her hair floating all around, her massive spheres resting on her thighs and calves, brushing past my face. Then she would turn to the opposite side, her enormous tits brushing over my feet, as if I were fucking her from behind. In this way, Annie and I passed through every sexual position of the Kama Sutra. Annie extended herself perpendicular to my body, spreading her legs apart so that her right foot was at my face. Still turning again, her body would rotate so that her left foot was at my face. I grabbed Annie's sexy body and spun her around quickly as I galloped along, so that our tender parts enjoyed friction of rotation in addition to the regular back and forth stroking. I shot load after continuous load into Annie's snatch. Gallons of my cum were oozing out of Annie's pussy, onto my crotch, abs and thighs, which lubricated the motion of our gyrating sex. Meanwhile, Annie's thick cream was slopped all over my face, chest and legs, so that our fluids were mingling together. After a few thousand orgasms in that state, Annie changed it up again. Placing her hands on my shoulders, Annie leaned forward and pushed her fat mounds of breast flesh against my face, and swung her hips upwards, so that her pussy slid free of my cock. Then Annie plopped her sloppy pussy back on top of my thighs, so that my big cock was standing straight up. My manhood was four feet long and as thick as a telephone pole, still shooting cum with each pulsation. My testicles were each swollen at least 18 inches across, hanging by my knees, and seemed to produce an unlimited supply of semen. Annie slid my gigantic cock, sloppy with cum, between her own gigantic tits, already slathered up with her sweet cream. Pressing her tits snuggly against my cock, Annie fixed her mouth over the eye of my cock head, and sucked for all she was worth. Another thick, goopy load ejaculated into Annie's mouth, and then another, and another! White cream oozed from around Annie's mouth, and she didn't even try to swallow it all. I sucked continually from Annie's nipples, doing my best to not waste her precious cream. Annie's lactation became thicker as I drank, until it became like vanilla pudding... just like that slimy time on our mountain honeymoon! Annie's thick lactation was everywhere as I sucked her tits, and coated my body from the chest up. Annie sucked at my cock, lapping her tongue all around, as my cum oozed out from her mouth and dribbled down onto her tits. Her own sweet pudding was smeared all over my face and shoulders, and rubbed all over her tits. Finally Annie gave up trying to swallow my cum, and just wrapped her arms around the thick trunk, and hugged my cock head next to her face, as she bounced through a series of nipplegasms. One squirt and then another, as my cum slimed up Annie's gorgeous face. Annie just smiled with pleasure as I drove my cock back and forth, titty fucking her mountainous spheres. Annie's face and arms became completely coated with my cum, and thick, goopy strands of my jizz were all in her hair, dripping off in long, viscous strands. Annie just smiled and laughed as she rubbed her splattered face all over my spurting cock head, reveling in the mess of my semen that squirted all over her head, neck and shoulders. My cock head brushed against Annie's gorgeous face with each stroke. More gallons gushed from my cock, all over Annie's' face, gooping up her golden-brown hair, and running down her back. Annie's hair became matted and stuck flat against her shoulders and onto her tits and back. Glops of cum were piled onto Annie's shoulders, and heaped onto her tits. My jizz and Annie's tit pudding became a thick, viscous, mingled mess as it clung to our bodies, slopping up every part of us. Annie wrapped her legs around mine, and rubbed her snatch against my thigh, moaning with her continual orgasm. Gliding my hands all around Annie's soft, sexy body, I smeared around goop that coated her plump ass. Gloppy piles of our co-mingled slime flowed down our legs, and covered our bodies down to our toes. Annie and I just laughed hysterically as we smeared our bodies against each other. Some goopy globs of mixed cum and tit pudding dripped off our bodies and down to the earth below. We laughed at the thought of some unsuspecting passerby, who would see it on the ground, or even get splattered with it! Annie put her face right onto my cock as each load shot out, slobbering her nose and mouth in its stickiness. I squeezed Annie's tits over and over, rolling my face around in the thick goo from her own juicy juggs. Somewhere in my mind, I wondered where all this jizz and pudding came from, how our bodies could produce so much, like it came from nowhere. But neither of us cared, we were having so much fun! Annie and I both laughed like silly kids as we played in each others fluids, smearing them all over ourselves and each other as we engaged in wild erotic play at 10,000 feet. Words can't explain how amazing it is to float naked in the clouds with Annie, her tits expanding to mammoth proportions, sweet creamy milk squirting out of her nipples! While in throes of ecstasy, Annie spoke some words aloud. "Oh Bob, this is absolutely marvelous! I do believe that this day she might be dislodged!" Through my misty erotic haze, I was startled to hear this. Once again, Annie mentioned this mysterious "she" who needed to be "dislodged," whatever that means. I almost understood what she meant, but it was like I had forgotten. "Oh Annie," I sighed, "Who do you mean? Who is this 'she' that will soon be dislodged?" "I-I do not know, Bob!" Annie gasped, "It is as if I had once known but have presently forgotten!" We held each tightly other in the sky, both of us confused, as if there were someone we were supposed to remember but could not. These thoughts were pushed out by our frantic lovemaking, and we returned to slobbering our faces in our mingled fluids as we pleasured each others tender parts. So preoccupied were we as we pleasured each other in the sky that we didn't notice the large cumulonimbus cloud that was engulfing us, as it swelled into a thunderhead. It was that same cloud that was out to sea, hours ago when we first jumped from the plane. Now it was late in the day, and it had blown in, bringing the predicted storm. Annie and I looked over the puffball texture of the expanding convective cells of the cloud, so close we could almost touch them. The ground below was invisible as thick clouds had formed underneath us. There was nothing we could do but hold each other close as the storm swept us up. Instantly we were inside the cloud, and the mist was so thick that we could see nothing but each other. We clung tightly to the other's body, lest the turbulent air pull us apart, and we'd be gone from each other's sight. It was so hot and moist in the rising steam of that rain cloud, just like all the cum and cream that Annie and I smeared all over one another's bodies. We were aware of an upward rushing as our weightless bodies were caught up by the convection of the cloud. Just about everything turns Annie on, like the "acrophilia" that makes her aroused by heights. Since she was young, Annie has always had "nebulophilia," where she becomes aroused by clouds and fog. But when these arousals are combined, watch out! Annie began to moan passionately as we were blown upwards in the cloud. I sucked again on Annie's nipples and she orgasmed instantly! Higher and higher were we blown by the cloud as Annie whined and whimpered. It was like we were riding the world's tallest elevator, which only went up to the top of the sky, with Annie orgasming continuously during the whole ride up. Eventually, our ascent slowed, and it seemed as if we reached the top of the cloud. A thunderhead can swell higher than 40,000 feet, and I couldn't believe that we could really be eight miles up in the sky, higher than Mount Everest. In any case, Annie and I seemed to have no trouble breathing, however high up we were. But as we reached the top of our ascent, it became noticeably colder. Wow, it really got cold! All of a sudden! But though I was aware of the cold, it was somehow not uncomfortable. Annie was oblivious to everything, bouncing along through her endless series of cloud-induced nipplegasms, and she didn't seem to notice a chill. We were now in a grey, hazy place, and I could see the brightly glowing patch of the sun through the cloud, lowering toward the western horizon. Amazingly, the hot steam all around us suddenly thinned out and began to crystallize. I could feel ice forming on my skin, and though Annie and I were cuddled close to share warmth, the ice didn't even bother me at all. Suddenly, were amidst a swarm of snowflakes! Then I became aware that we were falling! No, not exactly falling, but the heat that carried us upwards was now spent, and the mass of air that suspended us had quickly become cold and heavy. The air mass was now dropping down through the surrounding atmosphere in a downdraft, dragging us down with it! Annie was blissfully enjoying her endless orgasm, but now our descent was becoming quicker. I was not sure how this would end, so I clung closely to my Annie. As we dropped, the air felt warmer again, and the snow began to melt, becoming a mist of water droplets. Annie came back to me from her orgasmic reverie as the droplets formed into rain around us. Annie looked at me with a puzzled look of awe, as we continued to drop down. Splatters of rain pelted against our skin, pushing us along downward, and rinsing over our skin. Down we tumbled, end over end, still weightless, but pushed downward by the pressure of the falling rain. Annie wrapped her arms tightly around my neck as were driven down, and it was then that I noticed that her tits were noticeably smaller. Annie's nipples were now compressed against my chest, and I could feel their radiated warmth against my skin. We were now in a very dark, gloomy cloud, surrounded by big drops of falling rain. Though my body was covered with rainwater and the slime of our mingled fluids, I felt a prickling on the skin of my neck. Then the skin of my whole body felt like it was crawling. I looked at Annie, and greenish light was dancing along on her skin, passing between our bodies. A glowing green halo formed around Annie's head as sparks danced and flicked everywhere. It was some sort of ball lightning, or St. Elmo's fire that surrounded us, an electrical buildup that clung to our bodies as we fell through the cloud. Annie beamed a bright smile at me, and little green auroras danced and sparkled along her teeth. We both laughed as this tickling electrical sensation jittered over our bodies. Our interlude was interrupted by a flash of lightning that erupted nearby, the arc stabbing downward to the ground. Annie's face shone bright white under the glow of this intense discharge, and revealed a look of terror. I mentally reassured Annie that we were probably safe, since we weren't grounded. At least I hoped that was the case! Though we were awash in the rain that splattered us all over, our bodies were slippery from my cum and her lactation, and we clung tightly to each other. More bolts of lightning flashed in all directions around us as we dropped precipitously downward. Through the clouds, I could see the places on the ground where the bolts struck down, far below us, the surrounding landscape illuminated brightly by these flashes. As we dropped even lower, we could finally see the ground, through wispy scraps of cloud. It sure was closer than before! We were somewhere above the coastline of Oahu, and I could identify beach houses along the shore. I judged that were maybe a couple hundred feet up in the air. Annie exclaimed with excitement. "Bob! Down there! Do you not see? It is our house! Look! That fuscia awning! Above the patio!" Sure enough, I could see the house with the "Annie Pink" awning, but it was already far off, and we were flying away from it. The rain was blowing us out over the water, and if we didn't end up on the ground soon, we'd be blown out to sea. It was dark from the rain, but it was still daylight, and night had not fallen yet. I judged that we weren't dropping under gravity, that we were still weightless, but that we were falling at the speed of the rain, being driven down by the raindrops. Our lateral speed was much greater than our vertical speed, and we were just above the level of the waves. I grabbed Annie and held her close, using my body to protect hers as we grazed the surface of the water. As soon as our bodies contacted the water, I could feel our weight return. There was a sudden heaviness in our limbs, and our aerial reverie ended as our bodies returned to normal. Annie and I still clung to each other as we floated in the water, smiling at each other, exchanging warm kisses, grateful for a safe landing. The rain was still falling, but not as heavy as before. The clouds were dark to the east, and lightning still flashed, but the sky was brightening in the west, indicating that the worst of the storm had already passed. We were quite a distance from shore, but we had a clear view of the beach, and knew which direction to swim. Annie and I are both excellent swimmers, so we stayed together and made our way toward the shore. Finally, we washed up on the beach, exhausted from the long swim, which followed a strenuous day of hot sex in the sky. Annie and I laid there naked on the wet sand of the beach, panting and catching our breath, waves washing over us, grateful to be safely back on the land. It was utterly amazing that the storm had blown us 15 miles down the shore of the island, all the way back to our house! Still another remarkable coincidence, following so many. Once again, it seemed that our circumstances were directed, our safety assured... but by who? Or what? Back to Reality Annie looked so sexy with her ripe, nude body stretched out on the beach. Her arm was extended, and her head laid upon it. Annie rested on her side, one full breast flattened against the sand, the other resting on top of it. Annie's legs were extended, with one plump thigh resting against the other. A wave washed over her wet body, and rivulets of sea water trickled down one creamy breast, hanging from the tip of a swollen nipple, and dripping off onto the other breast. Annie smiled at me, her dazzling green eyes shining at me. I cuddled up next to her and kissed her full lips, the tips of our tongues gently circling in each other's mouths. The rain had slowed to a drizzle as we stood. Fortunately, the beach was empty, since everyone had gone inside their houses during the storm. Looking around, I decided that we were northeast from our beach house, so we headed southwest down the shore. Annie and I walked slowly down the beach, hand in hand, dazed from our incredible experience, our naked bodies dripping with rain and sea water. The sky to the west was brightening, and then a bright shaft of sunlight broke through, illuminating the cloudy gloom. A golden sun was near setting, and hovered above the horizon. "Oh Bob, look!" said Annie, enthusiastically. I turned around to see the most brilliant rainbow. The grey-black clouds of the storm were receding to the east, a perfect backdrop for the bright arc of multi-colored light. The colors were strong and bright, and formed a perfect half-circle, stretching from one end of the sky to the other, reaching nearly overhead. It was the most amazing rainbow I had ever seen. Looking closely, I could see the faint colors of a second rainbow, outside the arc of the first. I looked at Annie and the green of her eyes was a match for the same shade in the rainbow. I reached down and grabbed my gorgeous nymph and pulled her closely against my body, mashing her fulsome tits against my chest. We shared a hot, loving kiss there on the beach, all alone under the rainbow. We walked hand in hand down the beach as the sun set, turning the clouds into a riot of pink and orange colors. Before too long, we arrived at our beach house. We walked up to the patio door at the back, and the door slid open. I had my arm around Annie's waist as we entered the room, laughing as we reflected on our wild adventure. Annie turned to me again and grabbed my face and thrust her tongue into my mouth. Then she wrapped her hands around my neck as she passionately slobbered on my mouth. I felt my cock tingle once again as I grabbed Annie's ass and pulled it against my groin. After a long day of insane, breast-expanded sex up in the sky, and Annie was still ready for another round! Suddenly, there was a sound of women's heels on the wood floor, and the room light flicked on. Annie and I pulled apart to face a very distraught Hoku Jones. "Your Ladyship! Y-you are alive!" Hoku appeared completely panicked, like she just saw a ghost. Her eyes were red and puffy, as if she had been crying. "My Lady, w-what happened?... How are you here?.... I- I don't understand...." "Oh Hoku, dear," consoled Annie, turning from me and walking toward her friend. Annie had no apprehension about being nude in Hoku's presence, as though it were the most normal thing in the world. I learned later that Annie never wore clothing on Her Isle, and usually neither did Hoku. There's not a lesbian thing going on between them, it's just that Annie is completely casual about open nudity, and Hoku has learned the same from her years of service. I, however, was not so casual about being naked in the presence of the lovely Ms. Jones, especially with the beginnings of an erection, so I scooted into the bedroom and grabbed my bathrobe. "Oh Hoku, darling, Robert and I have had a most extraordinary experience this day!" Abruptly, Hoku's demeanor turned from sadness and distress to raw anger. "Well it certainly appears that you have! Arianna, do you have any idea of what you put me through today? Oh, strange happenings surely follow you everywhere, but this incident is unsurpassed!" Annie was startled by the sudden turn in her friend's demeanor. "I took a call this afternoon from Charlene, the woman at the school. She was nearly hysterical! You both went skydiving but somehow failed to land on the ground! How does one account for that? Who ever heard of such things? What explanation could I offer? 'Oh, begging your pardon, Madame, but please understand that My Lady is a magic nymph who can float through the sky!' Truly, what would you have me to say? "I drove out and listened to Charlene and Mitch's outlandish story. I assured them to not trouble over this, that likely things would somehow end well, and that they need not worry about incurring any liability. They found your parachutes on the ground, and some of your clothing. I retrieved your motorcar and your possessions, but really, what was I to do from there?" Annie would have never wished to cause such trouble for her dear friend Hoku, but she was still basking in the glow of our majestic experience. "Hoku, please understand..." explained Annie, "Bob and I sailed through the sky, and danced amongst the clouds! We were taken up by a storm and then blown down safely into the sea! Oh Hoku! To share our love in the highest heights! To cavort amidst the elements! It is yet another manifestation of the melon, one heretofore unknown to us! To become weightless and float through the air! Oh my dear, you could not imagine what we did together this day!" "Oh really, you say?" snipped Hoku, reverting again to anger. "Well, I certainly could imagine! I know you very, very well, Your Ladyship! Do you realize that you both were visible from the ground through binoculars?" Annie blanched at this revelation, her jaw dropping open. "Oh yes, I surely did see you both cavorting in the air! I hope you enjoyed your afternoon of aerial fucking as you twirled about through the sky! You put on quite a performance!" Annie began timidly to ask, "D-did you also witness our mutual...." "Your aerial, breast-expanded sixty-nine? Oh yes, dear," replied Hoku, "I must say, it's quite impressive, how you can so completely swallow such a thick, elongated penis. I'm sure you make Bob a very happy man. And I also observed you bathing yourselves in each other's fluids. That was truly unsurpassed. Remarkable as the sight was, I could not bear to watch." All the wind was let out of Annie at these specific revelations, and I looked up at Hoku and scowled. But she was not yet done venting her frustration at our expense. "Not only did I see you both, but so did Mitch and Charlene! They snapped pictures through a telephoto lens. They are not good pictures, mind you, your image is small and indistinct, but you are both clearly visible, as are the acts you performed with each other. It cost a great deal of money to obtain these pictures and ensure their silence." Annie faced Hoku with her eyes wide, her mouth agape. I sat on the couch and put my face in my hands. Who would have ever thought that anyone could have seen us? And yet, once I thought it through, sure, of course we would have been visible. We were the only objects in the blue sky, very exposed in the worst sort of way. Probably others along the shore saw us too! Hoku continued. "Not only that, but you both were a menace to air navigation! You appeared on the airport radar, and could not be identified. You were both officially catalogued as a genuine UFO! All flights from the airport were grounded, and those in the air were rerouted around that airspace! I am told that naval jets from a carrier at sea were being dispatched to investigate. Your disappearance into the storm cloud was most timely! "Mitch and Charlene were both incensed at you, Bob, for jumping unaided and interfering with their assist. You could have gotten everyone killed! The skydiving school has placed a notification throughout their network that you both are banned from their school, and should be turned away at other schools as well. It would seem that your skydiving days are over. Also, it would be prudent to leave Hawaii at once and not return for some time. But your own embarrassment notwithstanding, consider that you both have inconvenienced many people today with that bawdy little stunt!" Annie looked about to cry as she sat her plump nude bottom onto the couch next to me, uncharacteristically at a loss for words. "Such has this modern world come to be," sighed Annie, sadly. "One can never be truly alone in this day, nor possessing any privacy and solitude, with so many eyes gazing in all directions at all times. We certainly did not wish to cause harm. Mind, who could have imagined such consequences?" Hoku sat down next to Annie, at the edge of the couch, and took Annie's hand in her own. "Arianna," began Hoku, relenting from her anger, "you know that I love you as if you were my own mother, but lately I worry for you. You have truly been through a great ordeal these last many years with your late husband, and your new husband has indeed brought much joy to your recent days. But my dear, of late your behavior is downright irresponsible." At this, Annie lifted her head with a new resolve, and turned to meet her friend's gaze. "Tut tut, Hoku, how can you speak such words to me? It has been so very long since I have truly taken any pleasure from my long life. A young person such as yourself could have no inkling of what I have endured. And, to enjoy such thrills and freedom with my young man, Robert! Oh Hoku, you cannot know everything that he means to me! And I intend that my life with him is only just beginning, that we shall enjoy many riotous pleasures!" Hoku sighed wearily, as would the parent of a reckless, defiant teenager. "Well... perhaps so, Your Ladyship, but you should consider that your antics are now attracting the attention of the press." Hoku stood and retrieved a tabloid newspaper from the kitchen counter, and walked back in the room. She opened the paper to the correct page and prepared to read. I could see from the red logo in the top corner of the front page that the paper was the London Daily Sprite. "This was delivered to me today from London, by special courier," began Hoku. "Let me read you a portion of this story by reporter Ian Goldsmith, on special assignment in Hawaii, concerning a wet t-shirt contest held Saturday on this very beach. "'The winner of the racy competition was one Mrs. Annie Penton, an Englishwoman purporting to be a Lady of Her Majesty's Realm....' He goes on at length describing your appearance, especially your ample proportions. Fortunately, no pictures are included in this article. 'Once her garment was suitably hosed down, Her Ladyship performed a very erotic dance number, jiggling and gyrating her considerable assets all over the stage... The amply-endowed contestant clinched her victory by tearing off her t-shirt, exposing her abundant charms to the enthusiastic, mostly male throng.'" With a look of outrage on her beautiful face, Annie stood and snatched the paper from Hoku's hands, and stood there reading it. It's so unbecoming to see such anger on my wife's beautiful face, especially while standing there in the nude, her curvaceous body looking so delightfully full and plump and voluptuous. "OH!!!" grunted Annie, throwing the paper to the floor. "That infernal beast! That is NOT what happened, as he well knows! Oh, I shall have him fired! I shall purchase his detestable paper merely to see him turned out! I shall stand at the door and laugh as his miserable person is escorted from the premises! Had this been my earlier years, under Her Majesty Victoria, I might have seen him drawn and quartered!" "My Lady," counseled Hoku, "such recourse would be unwise. It would create additional unwanted attention, and would validate his claims. Best to rather let this incident pass quietly, without dignifying this story with a response." Annie stood there fuming, her hands on her bare hips, her firm, creamy watermelons jiggling with every exasperated breath. "Very well, Hoku, spoke Annie, imperiously. "We shall permit this insult to pass unchallenged." "Very good, Your Ladyship," replied Hoku, "but dear Lady, please do take care to avoid any further such instances in the future." Sound advice from Annie's personal assistant. While Annie magnanimously agreed to follow Hoku's counsel, later, in retrospect, we wished that we had silenced Ian Goldsmith right then and there. Had we done so, we could have avoided a world of trouble. Hoku collaborated with our law firm, and had the Sprite remove the web edition of that story, purge it from their archives, and destroy all remaining paper copies. Hoku and the firm also arranged to clean up all the web sites where audience members of that contest posted videos of Annie's sexy dance and shirt-busting breast expansion. Unfortunately, this was only the tip of the iceberg compared to the work that we had Hoku and the firm do on our behalf over the following months. If only we'd have heeded to Hoku's wisdom back in Hawaii, we'd have avoided much consternation and distress for everyone. * * * * * The story of Annie and Our Wild Adventures concludes in Part 3, coming soon!