The Desktop
By Titbug
Her breasts were at least an E cup and extended to her elbows

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The Desktop

By Titbug

This was inspired by a picture I saw once of Candy Cane fully 
dressed, sitting at a desk. She was wearing a v-cut dress that 
exposed quite a lot of her breasts. What really turned me on 
was that she was grabbing her breasts as if to heft them onto 
the desk...


        Laney enjoyed her job as Henry Cord's secretary. He was 
a hot new porn director who was constantly casting beautiful 
men and women for his pictures. Sometimes the men came on to 
her so that they could land a particular role. Sometimes the 
women did too. What they didn't know was that Henry knew about 
this. He had come to value her opinions. 

        When Lance Bon came in, she smiled at him. She could 
tell right away that he was going to come on to her. She 
flicked the switch under her desk that turned on a light in 
Henry's office. He could watch on the hidden video if he wanted 
to. He usually just put in a video tape to record the escapades 
and went through some paperwork. 

        Lance walked up to the receptionist's desk. He normally 
worked with thin, pert porn actresses, but he really liked 
bigger women. And Laney was a big woman. Not all big women were 
evenly proportioned, they usually had smaller breasts. This was 
definately not the case for Laney's tits. On the contrary, her 
breasts seemed almost out of proportion with the rest of her 
hefty body. She must have weighed 240 lbs., with 40 lbs. in her 
tits alone. She had shoulder length black hair that seemed very 
silky and touchable. He fought the temptation to reach out and 
run his fingers through it. She had a wide jaw that curved 
gracefully to a perfect, dainty chin. Her smile was wide and 
lit up the whole room with an almost girlish warmth. 

        She had been typing at her computer which was on an 
extension to her unusually large desk. This gave him a good 
view of her profile, which was exactly what she wanted. Her 
breasts were at least an E cup and extended to her elbows. He 
smiled back at her, letting his gaze drop to her breasts and 
back up to her gorgeous face.

        Laney saw where his eyes were going. She liked his 
eyes, so brown they were almost black. His eyebrows were thick 
and black and they didn't meet in the middle, thank god. He was 
wearing a tan vest without a shirt so she could see every 
ripple on the washboard stomach of his. He was wearing sweats 
without any underwear. She could tell because his dick was 
pushing the front out about 10". He walked up to the desk and 
knocked her name plate to one side. He looked down in surprise.

        "Oh, jeez, I'm sorry I didn't even realize..." 
        
        "Don't worry about it, I had one guy that knocked it 
right into my lap," she giggled. "You must be Lance Bon, Mr. 
Cord's 11:00. He just got a call from a potential producer for 
the film you're trying for, I hope you don't mind waiting."

        "Well, I guess it's kind of obvious I don't," he smiled 
and looked down at his protuberance still lightly thumping on 
the desk. He looked back up at her, "That door lock?"

        Laney smiled even wider. She turned towards him in her 
chair. She then cupped her large breasts and lifted them up 
onto the desk. This allowed her to reach forward and hit a 
button located at the far corner of the desk. Lance heard a 
sharp click behind him.

        "Do you ever watch the films your boss makes?"

        Laney put her elbows down and rested her chin in her 
hands. She noticed a dark spot starting where his glans met the 
fabric of his sweats. This, plus the fact that he had made no 
move to rearrange his penis told her in no uncertain terms that 
he wanted sex with her. Why was another matter. 

        "Yes, I watch all of them, many times. I watch as he 
shoots the scenes, the daily rushes, the editing. I've even 
gone to the premiers. He does great work... I cum every time I 
watch them. Is that what you were fishing for?"

        "Not at all, I just wanted to know how much you knew 
about this business. Some assistants I've dealt with never see 
the films, they try to maintain some kind of moral high-ground."

        "Well, Was there some reason you wanted me to lock the 
door?" 

        "Well, since you are so intimately involved with the 
production process I thought you might have some influence with 
your boss when it comes to casting. I've been in this business 
a little while and I've come to learn that the casting couch is 
still alive and well, especially in this business. To be 
honest, I was rather hoping I had to lay you to get this job," 
he grinned widely at this, a smile that reminded Laney too much 
of Dennis Quaid. 

        Laney could already feel that strange tingling in her 
breasts that meant only  one thing. The only question was 
how big they were going to get.

        "Well, Mr. Bon, I'll be honest with you. Fucking me 
won't guarantee you that you will get the job, but it will 
help. Were you telling the truth about wanting to lay me 
anyway?" She thought she was a good judge of whether on not 
someone was really attracted to her. His obvious erection was a 
good sign (the dark spot was getting bigger all the time), but 
she wanted to see it in his eyes as well.

        Lance considered his reply. "Well, I am attracted to a 
lot of things about a woman, but I have always been turned on 
by bigger women. There is something about making love to a big 
woman that makes me feel like, well, like I was making love to 
a mountain range or a tree or some great creation of Mother 
Nature. I know that sounds strange, but it's the truth."

        Laney wanted to trust him, he sounded so sincere. Well, 
she didn't want to marry him, she really wanted to feel that 
10" cock between her breasts and up inside her. If he wanted 
Mother Nature, he was in for a big surprise.

        "Well, I am closer to a great force of nature as you 
are ever likely to get. As a force of nature, you must follow 
my every command quickly and with enthusiasm, is that clear?" 
She gave him her best piercing look.

        Lance was more excited than he had been in a long time. 
"Yes, ma'am!"

        "Take off your sweats."

        Lance dropped to the floor and quickly removed his 
loafers and sweats. He got back up, but slowly, making her wait 
for the view of his naked manhood. She wasn't disappointed.

        "Oh, my goodness! What a beautiful cock," she said with 
a hungry look on her face, "it gets me all warm and quivery 
just looking at it. Do you know what happens when I get warm 
and quivery, Lance?" she turned her gaze up to his face.

        "I think I know," he said with a leer.

        Her face was quizzical, "Really? I'm surprised, usually 
men have no idea what happens. Did you think it was anything 
like this?"

        It was Lance's turn to look quizzical now. He started 
to notice movement in her breasts, as if she were breathing in. 
Except that she seemed to keep inhaling. Her breasts were 
growing! She smiled and looked down at them with a look of 
mischief and pride. 

        "Surprising isn't it? They grow when I get aroused and 
I'm very aroused by you. But you need to keep me going so they 
get really big. You'd like that, wouldn't you?" she asked as if 
she were concerned that her ballooning breasts would turn him 
off. This was a real concern for her, but she knew this one 
would stick around.

        "What do you want me to do?" 

        "Well, you could start by untieing the bow in the back 
so that I don't tear another dress."

        By this time Lance could see that the shear material of 
the dress was straining. She brought her hands up behind her 
head, causing her chest to thrust out even more. In a few 
seconds her breasts had gone from E cups to FFs. Lance began 
fumbling with the bow and after freeing the knot he went back 
around to the front of the desk.

        Her breasts pushed out to freedom, flowing out of the 
upper part of the loose dress. Lance set his open palms a few 
inches away from the growing tits. They finally reached his 
hands and started pushing against them. He squeezed them 
lightly. He had held smaller volleyballs. 

        "I know you want to touch them Lance, but you must be 
patient. You have to keep me turned on to keep them growing. Do 
you know what would turn me on right now?"

        "Whatever you want, just tell me!"

        Laney smiled at the irony. He was hoping to get her to 
do what he wanted, not the other way around. 

        "I see that your dick seems to be begging for 
attention," she looked at the throbbing member and licked her 
lips.

        His dick was still dripping and pulsing and stood out 
10". It seemed to be as big around as a table leg. 

        "Start stroking it, but don't you dare cum yet," Laney 
brought her hands down to the tops of her boobs, where she 
started stroking back and forth as he stroked his prong. Her 
breasts began to double in height and push out more onto the 
desk. They were now level with her shoulders and the fronts 
were pushing items off the desktop onto the floor. Her areolae 
were at the saucer level now. 

        "Now, you may rub my breasts with your hands only."

        Lance complied and found that they were amazingly firm 
and taught and still growing. Laney's eyes were half closed and 
she still moved her hands over the tops. Her nipples were 
responding to his ministrations and becoming thumb-sized 
spouts. 

        "God, that feels so good. I feel that right down into 
my cunny. Now not too much on the nipples...wait...ohhhhh-yes!" 
she arched her back and smiled wide and bright with an almost 
childlike joy. 

        As she came, her breasts surged forward a foot to the 
edge of the desk. Her dark areolae were now too big to cover 
with both his hands. Lance stood his ground as her tits 
advanced on him. Lance couldn't resist the temptation now to 
fuck these great mounds of flesh. He grabbed a handful on each 
side and started working his cock in and out of her tits. 

        Lance watched as each thrust of his 10 inches caused a 
wave of flesh that traveled down four feet of titflesh. Laney 
looked up at him with an expression that was warm just to look 
at. It looked like anger and lust mixed together. Her mouth was 
slack and she looked at him hard with her dark eyes. Her jet 
black hair swung back and forth to his thrusts.

        "You've treated my boobies so well, Lance! They don't 
usually get this big. You are such a good boy to make them so 
big. I bet you're ready to come now aren't you?" Lance could 
only nod.

        "Well I don't want you to come yet. My titties get more 
than enough attention and I will let you play with them more as 
long as you behave. But my little pussy always gets neglected. 
Do you want to give my little pussy some attention?" Lance 
nodded again.

        "Then come back here and pump me like the good boy you 
are!"

        She stood up and leaned forward to keep here pontoons 
resting on her desk. Lance went around the desk, pausing to 
view her amazing profile. He boobs thrust as far forward as her 
ass protruded behind her. Her ass was big and meaty and he 
quickly threw her dress over her back and yanked down her 
panties, moist with the juices of her succulent cunt. 

        As much as he wanted to, he didn't enter her yet with 
his rod. Instead, he thought he would assert some control over 
this situation. He squatted down and parted her pussy lips. He 
began to gently lap her with his tongue. 

        "Oh nooooo, you mustn't do that. Ohhhh gooodness..."

        "Do you want me to stop?"

        "No, no, just don't make me cum yet. It takes a while 
for my breasts to get back to normal size. When I come, they 
really grow...grow...grow," Lance had resumed the tongue 
action and Laney was back into her pre-orgasmic stupor. 

        He kept working on her clit and mons as she moaned and 
growled. 

        "Unngggh, no, no, I'm gonna cum, stop...stop for a 
minute," Lance ignored her pleas and redoubled his efforts. His 
hands kneaded her broad ass. He moved down and worked her 
thighs. He could feel her muscles quivering as she began to 
climax.

        "yee yee yee yee yee yeeeeaaaahhhgggh," her cunt 
practically squirted its nectar. He stood up and noticed the 
mirror next to the door. It provided a clear view of the front 
of Laney's breasts. The areolae were now dinner plate size and 
her nipples were like vienna sausages. She rested her head on 
them like great pillows.

        Lance watched in the mirror as her breasts swelled 
forward and started drooping down the front of the desk. Laney 
started moving forward as the tremendous mass of her mammaries 
dragged her over and onto the top of the desk. She got up on 
her knees and reached back to spread her lips again.

        "Don't just stand there, start fucking me!"

        Lance quickly obliged and joined her on the desk. He 
thrust nearly a foot of cock into her easily. He began running 
his length in and out quickly, causing the whole table to creak 
and shake. She screamed out her second orgasm as her back and 
head began to rise up and he looked in the mirror.

        Her breasts had finally reached the floor and were now 
pushing her back up as they continued to swell. They were like 
two huge, fully packed duffel bags. She finished cumming 
squirting her juices around his cock. 

        Lance pulled his dick out and walked around the desk 
again. He beheld a magnificent sight. Her breasts, about two 
feet wide each resting on the floor, tapered up to about a foot 
wide each where they joined her chest. Laney was on her hands 
and knees which meant that her breasts drooped five feet from 
here chest to the floor. He went up to her and kneeled before 
her. Their faces were level with each other.

        "Kiss me while you fuck my tits. You can come now any 
time you want." Lance leaned in and found her soft lips as his 
cock shoved between the two tit-mountains. They kissed 
fervently as he plunged in and out of her endless cleavage 
until he felt his imminent eruption. He held out as long as he 
could, savoring the fleshy envelope that he might never have 
again. 

        Lance finally came, spurting his load deep between her 
mounds, again and again for nearly two minutes. He collapsed on 
the floor, looking up at this monstrously large tits and the 
smiling woman they belonged to.

        He watched as they began to shrink. He had to help her 
heave them back onto the desk top, a job he was more than happy 
to help with. It took about 20 minutes for her to be able to 
wrap the folds of her dress around them again. She tied the bow 
behind her and looked down at his now newly erect cock. She 
smiled.

        "I think you'll be a shoe-in for this job, Lance. You 
take direction well, you know how to improvise and you can hold 
off an ejaculation quite a long time. You are also ready to go 
at it again within a reasonable time." She said all this as she 
was typing at her keyboard. 

        "Mr. Cord will see you now." She pushed another 
hidden button under the desk that told Mr. Cord that she was 
done with her portion of the interview. He would pull up the 
file she had just typed in and review their performance later 
if anyone else meeting her approval.

        "I guess the question I have is will I see you later?" 
Lance was less concerned about the part as he was now about 
holding onto this magnificent woman. If her growth was based on 
how good a man fucked her, then he wanted to see how far he 
could make them grow. 

        What Lance couldn't know was that this was the largest 
size Laney's breasts have ever grown to. She was also curious 
about how big they could get. She was deeply sexually satisfied 
with this man. She was more secure now that she could keep him, 
now that he had seen her huge breasts. She didn't know of any 
other women that was so unusually gifted, so if he did leave 
her, then he would probably be unsatisfied with any other 
woman. She had a lot to think about. 

        "I've got your number Lance, I'll call you."

        Lance went through the door to Mr. Cord's office. He 
knew he would be waiting by the phone for the next couple of 
days, not to find out whether he got the part, but whether or 
not she wanted his part. 




