My Office Colleague - Part 12

After a few gropes of my chio colleague Vivian's 34Ds in the morning, I discovered that she's letting me have another go at her in the evening. Am I free to send her home to get changed? Of course I can make time for that!

The truth is that I have tons of work to clear after I'm back in office, but I will come back on Sunday to finish up. Vivian will be at home overseeing her co-tenant's housemoving on Sunday and I will have that day free anyway. How can I miss a chance to send her home? She is already not too happy that I was busy in the afternoon and could not meet her as promised. Damnit, she's starting to behave like a girlfriend already, isn't she? Too early to know if this is a good thing or a bad thing.

She has a change of plans and need to rush home to get changed, can I give her a lift? Sure, what's the hurry? Tell me later? Whatever. We met at the multi-storey carpark where I parked my car and found her already there waiting for me.

"Hey what's the rush? And how come must change your clothes?" I asked her as we strode to the car.

"Aiya I supposed to go for a school reunion tonight, but suddenly my colleagues all going for a wake and I have to follow also. Look at what I'm wearing, like this how to go for a wake?"

She was in her brown skirt suit with a white blouse. Looks ok to me. Wait, she is wearing a red bra inside, and the red can be seen through her white blouse. I laughed.

"Don't laugh ok! I kena suan already and you still make me angry!" She fumed and pinched my arm.

"What? Who suan you? Your colleague ah?"

"Yah! That stupid woman, say I disrespectful to the dead if I wear red! I meeting my friends, how I know suddenly another colleague's dunno who pass away and all of us have to go for the wake. If I know I today wear a black bra already!"

"Don't angry lah, she must be jealous of your assets. Otherwise why she look at your bra?"

"Yah lor. She always poke fun at me for being so big."

"So now we going home so you can change to black bra ah? Might as well just take out the red one and don't wear, save the trouble no need go home first."

"Wei! Don't anyhow say things ok! Now is seventh month, I better be careful when I go funeral, cannot anyhow don't wear bra. Wait end up attract something unclean then I got problem!"

We got into my car and drove off, traffic is heavy at this time and we might be delayed. I could not help admiring the shape of her breasts with the seat belt between them. My hand roamed over to her chest when we came to a stop. After a few squeezed of her breasts through the hard cups of her pushup bra, I tried to open up her blouse but she won't let me. Too many cars around, all crawling like tortises. Maybe I will have better luck with another approach.

"Why not next time leave a few bras in my car, anytime want to change colour can change?" I suggested.

"Yah! You remind me, still owe me one brown bra, if you bring it today I no need rush home liao!"

"Since need to be so rush, why not you remove your bra now, later go home will be faster."

She stared at me skeptically. "Now? In your car?"

"Why not? You don't need to unbutton, just slide down the straps and pull it out, like last time in the lift, who can see?"

The whole idea is that she does not like to be unbuttoned because someone from outside might look in and see her bare skin. If she is bare underneath, it is less obvious, and I can still have my fun.

She punched me on my arm for reminding her about how she nearly did not make it in time when she stripped in the lift. She looked around to check that no cars are near enough that she can see the people inside. She reached behind to unfasten her bra. The seat belt got in the way and she released it. Bending down, she tried to keep her body low as she slid the bra straps down along her arms.

"Shit. It's stuck. I cannot pull it out lah, the sleeves too tight!" She complained.

Looks like the reason why she could slide the bra out so easily before my trip was because she was wearing a sleeveless top that day. The sleeves of the office blouse she is wearing today had close-fitting sleeves that D cups cannot possibly fit through. She had difficulty getting even the straps through. Now she has both straps halfway down her upper arms and the cups down below her breasts, her nipples making nice bumps on her blouse. I could see the dark summit of her twin mountains under her white blouse, like a cloud masking some feature on the ground.

I stopped her when she tried to pull the bra back on. I had to play with those unsupported breasts and squeeze her nipples! Putting my hand on that papaya, I squeezed it gently and lifted it, feeling its weight. I nearly collided with the car in front of me. I tried to pay attention to the road while weighing her breast with my hand. I had always wanted to feel how heavy they are! They moved more freely than when she was in her white bikini and I was putting sunblock on her. She was nonchalant about my groping and started stroking my cock through my pants.

"What are we going to do tomorrow?" She asked idly.

Talk about stress and thinking under pressure! But I have everything planned out already and I suggested that we go out for a while during the day, then buy dinner home and watch that DVD we had wanted to the previous weekend. We made plans to go rollerblading at East Coast Park tomorrow. The two of us love to exercise and usually go swimming and workout in the gym. We wanted to try something else, and the list of fun things to try included blading, canoeing, treking through a forest and rock-climbing. I don't know how she is going to climb with those melons of hers, she might have difficulty holding onto the rock in front of her, though of course I did not say that. These sports should all be more fun with her around. I must try to convince her to do some of these without a bra. These are low-impact sports that she can safely do without a bra, not like basketball or jogging which could strain her breasts. See how concerned I am for her!

Her blouse was starting to get crumpled at the chest because of my squeezing. Ok, try to be gentle with her, don't frighten her off, I reminded myself. I stroked and pinched her nipples gently through her blouse. This is the first time she is letting me play with her nipples! The last time I came into contact with them was when she pressed them into my chest at the airport, and before that she did not even let me touch them under her bikini. And now I am squeezing them through the thin material of her office blouse! I continued to flick and pinch her nipples with my thumb and forefinger, taking turns to play with them. I could feel her nipples getting longer and harder.

She pressed her shoulders into the backrest, her hands gripping the seat beside her bum. She was no longer as cool and unconcerned about my attack on her 3-4-Delta-left and 3-4-Delta-right. She stared blankly ahead, her lips now partially opened. I'm hearing soft moans! My chio and busty colleague moaning from my touch! My cock throbbed. She squirmed on her seat.

My Office Colleague - Part 13

Driving around with my chio colleague Vivian is a dangerous thing to do when there are only the 2 of us in the car. I will inevitably end up groping her 34D tits and get distracted, even more so when she touches me through my pants. My hand tightened its grip on the steering wheel. I flicked her nipple through her office blouse and she shifted in her seat, gasping. Her hand tightened its grip on my erection as she squirmed and I nearly slammed into the car beside us.

"Hey! Watch your driving! Don't get us both killed!" She scolded me breathlessly.

Going easy on her nipples, I tried something else. I pushed her breast, unsupported under her blouse. It was fascinating watching her swing left and right under her white office blouse. It was so fascinated that I could hardly keep my eye on the road. I could see that the nipple marks got a lot more prominent, her nipples must be erected now from all my fondlings. I need to keep my eye on the road!

I reached out my hand and rubbed the soft fabric of her blouse over her tit. It was a pleasure feeling the shape of her large breast, bare under the blouse, firm and heavy, finally in the palm of my hands! I could not resist flicking my finger over her nipple again. I got another moan out of her. She gripped the seat and pushed backwards, seemingly trying to escape my teasing fingers, as though she was trying to dig a hole through the passenger seat. Her hips wiggled and bucked, I bet she is getting wet down there! Her soft and breathless moans are really music to my ears! My hand went down to caress her body below her breasts, feeling her slender waist, then down to her groin. She pulled my hand up to her breasts again, seemingly unwilling to let me touch her down there.

This time she did not stop me when I tweaked her right nipple, rubbing it back and forth between my thumb and forefinger. She endured the teasing, biting her lower lip. Her hand was gripping the seat, not my shaft. It was easier for me to drive when she was not pulling on my gear shift.

We finally reached her condo. She covered herself with her jacket when we passed the security guards. As I parked the car, she tried to hook her bra straps back onto her shoulders. She gave up trying to fasten it through her blouse and just put on her jacket to cover her indecent attire.

We had spent more time on the road than expected and she is running late. She intends to just show her face at the wake, then rush off for her reunion. How disappointing, guess this means I won't be doing much at her apartment this evening. She was out of the car before I could grope her from behind but I caught up with her at the lift. Once we were in the lift, I pulled her bra straps back down her arms. Well, she wants to take it off, doesn't she? I lowered my mouth onto her right nipple and continued my attack. I sucked it through her blouse and pushed my face onto her soft bosom. She moaned and held onto my head, as though afraid I will let go. As if I want to. But the door soon opened at her floor and she pushed me away. Her white blouse was now wet and the dark shape of her nipple very prominent. She pulled the jacket close again and dashed to her apartment. I followed closely behind.

The moment she entered the apartment, she threw her jacket onto the sofa and walked towards her room. She dropped her skirt on the way into her bedroom, showing her red thong. Her complexion is very fair and red makes her buns look even more white and pure, the thong divided the moons of her rear very enticingly. Next to go was her blouse, which she dropped at the entrance to her room. This freed up her red bra which was hooked on her elbows. The straps slid all the way down her arms. My cock throbbed. Her sensuous bare back was revealed to me once again. She knew I was right behind her, and she opened the wardrobe door with one hand, the other over her tits to protect her modesty. She took out a black bra from her wardrobe. Turning her back to me, she slipped on the black bra and turned back to face me.

Grinning at me, she put one hand into her bra between the bra and breast, the other supporting from outside. She scooped her breast in the cup and arranged it to make it look fuller, then placed her hand to scoop from the inside. With a few deft lifting and pulling motions, she proceeded to scoop the other breast and her cleavage was soon looking fuller. Turning around to show me how she adjusted them was entirely for my benefit. Oh yes, she knew I will find that fascinating as well. She finally clipped it behind and made some final adjustments.

"Wah still not big enough ah?" I teased her. She winked and smiled in response.

"I think I better change my panty also, wait zao geng red, not nice." She mumbled to herself.

Picking up a black panty from her wardrobe, she looked around as though searching for a way to get changed without letting me see what I should not be seeing. She blushed, not knowing how to escape my voyeuring eyes.

"Turn around." She commanded me.

I pretended to comply and turned my body sideways, still able to see her from the corner of my eye. She knew and threw up her hand in frustration. She did not have time for games today. She turned her back on me once more and squatted down, pulling her red thong halfway down her thighs. Then she sat on the floor and peeled it off. All I could see from here was her bare butt. Cannot see any bush from here. She slipped on the black panty and stood up, pulling it all the way up. I was that close to seeing her naked crotch! Turning around with a triumphant look on her face for having cheated me of my view, she pushed me out of the room. Her bra and thong was on her bed, out of my reach.

On the way out to get her clothing, she passed me and I grabbed her and hugged her tightly, crushing her breasts against my body, my swollen groin pressing against her panty, my lips locked on hers. She broke free from my kiss and picked up her clothes. She looked back at me with that sparkle in her eyes, clearly having enjoyed all of what I have done to her this evening. But still she tore herself away.

"That was wonderful... but I really have to run. Can you give me a lift out?" She asked as she struggled into her skirt suit once again and brushed out her hair. What a determined girl! Her bra could still be seen through the white blouse, but at least black is a colour you can wear to a wake.

She does not want me to send her there, not where colleagues might see us. She said that she does not want colleagues to know about us. It doesn't really bother me if my colleagues do know, I will be like a god to my male colleagues if they knew what I had been doing to her! But I did as she asked and dropped her off at the nearby taxi stand. We kissed before parting. We will be meeting again tomorrow morning to go blading at East Coast. It looks like it is going to be another fun-filled day.

My Office Colleague - Part 14

I was really looking forward roller-blading with my chio and busty colleague Vivian at East Coast. I blade there every Saturday morning, but I have yet to see a female blader with an angel's face and a devilishly voluptious body like hers. I can imagine that she will be making some waves over there.

I wanted to meet her in the morning when the sun is not so glaring, but she needed to recover from last night's partying and so we met in the afternoon instead. I was afraid she would skip the blading as she is very sun-shy, but fortunately she did not disappoint me, and only asked that I bring my sunblock along. Sure, I will even apply it liberally all over her tits, free service, though I did not say so.

At 2PM, she bounced down the stairs to the foyer at her condo, where I was waiting in my car. And I mean bounce, she is not wearing a sports bra today and I could see the movements of her 34D boobs under her tee-shirt. I was delighted at what she was wearing today - a pink off-shoulder tee with white bra straps showing, and a pair of denim shorts that are really quite tiny, and flip-flops. She dumped her bag on the seat and leaned over to kiss me on the lips with her eyes closed. I sneaked a peek down the wide neckline of her tee to look at her twin peaks before kissing her. Her tee fitted tightly and the seat belt did not press very deeply between her boobs. It was probably floating above her valley on the trampoline of her tee. There was some lace on the exposed bra straps and through the tee-shirt I could see that there was some lace on the cups too. Not a t-shirt bra, not a sports bra either. She was probably wearing a normal underwear or sexy lingerie bra! I will find out which type it is.

I love those mountains of hers! I controlled myself and did not touch them until we were on our way and past the guardroom. My hands were soon all over her peaks after that. Yes, I definitely felt lace on the cups. She did not look too happy that I was only keen on groping her breasts, so I made small talk and left my hand on her thigh instead. Her bare thighs were still chilly since she had just left the air-con of her apartment, whereas my hand was hot from the hot blood circulating my body. In particular, blood was gathering at my groin. I had chosen a pair of loose berms and comfortable briefs so that my hardon will not be so obvious.

We chatted about her reunion, and had our lunch at a nearby hawker centre before hitting East Coast Parkway for the blading. She was in a better mood after lunch, but still I kept my hands to myself as she was putting my sunblock lotion on her arms, thighs and neck. She had her own sunblock for the face, 2 green streaks on her cheeks that supposedly blocks off the sun. With her long hair tied up into a pony tail and the streaks on her face, she would look like a woman warrior when she is blading in her tiny denim shorts. That is, if she does not fall down. She told me that she used to blade with her ex-boyfriend, years ago when she was in JC. She could not really balance and kept falling down, and she soon gave it up. I recall that she was a F-cupper then, maybe that explained why she had problem balancing. But I kept my comments to myself, and waited to see if her D cups would still give her the same problem today.

East Coast Parkway is a popular destination for blading on weekends, with many shops where we could rent the necessary gear. As expected, she attracted some attention from the workers at the shops, and a helpful man soon came over to assist her in choosing a suitable pair of blades. He brought over a pair to let her try on. She sat down to put on the blades and he squatted down to help her, at the same time taking in the downblouse view as she tried them on. He glanced at me to see what was my reaction when she bent her body forward to adjust the blades and her off-shoulder tee opened up to give him a good view of her bountiful cleavage. Seeing my smile, he concluded that I did not mind him looking, and he continued to enjoy the sight.

The sneaky man pretended that another size might fit her better and brought over another pair for her to try on, so she bent forward again while she removed this pair of blades and put on another, then eventually changed back to the original pair. With this trick he tricked her into showing off her downblouse view for longer than she would have. I held her hand to help her balance when she stood up. I did not mind showing her off to this man, but I will not let another man touch her tits when she falls! He gave me the thumbs up when we left the shop and I waved in return. I was enjoying the blading even before we really started!

It was too crowded outside the shop and difficult for her to blade, especially since she had not done so for years. I suggested that we drive some distance away to a more quiet spot. We stopped at a quiet stretch near the jetty where I could teach her how to blade.

She still has some difficulty balancing. We agreed that the reason is that she had not bladed for years. I still made no mention of her D cups unbalancing her. As with inexperienced bladers, they tend to swing their arms around to balance, and her melons swung with her. She has a slender frame and the 2 heavy breasts are not easy for her to balance on wheels. If you don't believe me that her big breasts cause balancing problems, try carrying a bag in front of you with 2 water melons inside, and see if you can balance as well as before.

I played the role of the patient coach, teaching her how to balance, acting as a pole for her to hold on to if she loses her balance, and a safety net when she really does fall. It was a delight watching her boobs bounce inside her tight-fitting tee when she swings her arms wildly. My stiff cock was giving me problems of my own, and I had to adjust my underwear when she was not looking. She is aware of the effect she has on me, but no sense distracting her at a time like this. She soon picked up the basics and could move without falling, so I bladed a short distance away and acted as the goal for her to move towards. This allowed me to enjoy the front view of her heaving and swinging boobs as she pushed towards me. First the side view, now the front view.

Her tee was getting wet now, her perspiration flowing freely under the hot afternoon sun. My tee was already off and tucked into the waistband of my berms. Sweat glistened off my body and I was getting a good tan. I wanted to ask her to remove her tee as well, but did not know if she is open to the suggestion. She is after all not wearing a sports bra, but underwear. We did not pass by many people at the stretch of the park, only a few youngsters cycling or blading. We did have a girl blade past us in her bikini top and OP shorts, but she was at most a B cup, maybe even less than that. I took the opportunity to ask Vivian if she wants to remove her tee as well since it is such a hot day.

"Here? But I'm not wearing a bikini!" She protested.

"Bikini, bra, what is the difference? You saw that girl blading in her bikini, nobody complains. Who will complain if you blade in your underwear? They all look the same! And you will feel much cooler, easier to learn." I argued.

"Got difference lah! Can tell wan!" She insisted.

"Cannot tell from a distance lah. As long as they cover the essentials, don't think anyone will mind. If you see families coming, then cover up lor."

"I scared cannot cover enough! That girl just now, her size not the same as mine what!" She was still not convinced, a bit indignant to be compared with a B cupper.

"In the morning got lots of girls blade in their bikini or bra top, people here used to it already, nobody will complain to police. Don't worry!" I assured her.

The truth is that most girls who blade here wear sports bras that cover far more than a normal underwear bra would, and I have yet to see a D cup blade in a bikini top. But I really don't think anyone will complain. And I really wanted to see her blade in her bra, so I can see her swinging tits more clearly.

She looked around to check that there is nobody nearby, and started pulling up her tee. I held onto her waist to help her balance while she struggled to pull the tee past her massive breasts. Oh yes, it was tight-fitting and takes some effort to remove it. Her waist was slick with perspiration. I stood in front of her with my hands on her waist, feeling her firm muscles on her torso, my body bent forward a little, and her breasts popped into view right in front of my face.

My Office Colleague - Part 15

It is not often that I get to see a chio and busty girl like my colleague Vivian rollerblading at East Coast Park. It is even less often that I am teaching that girl how to blade. Therefore it is not surprising that I was happy to be the pillar for her to lean on when she is falling. I was more than willing for her to collapse into my arms when she does fall, to feel her 34D breasts in a soft bra crush into my chest when I catch hold of her.

This is the last day before her co-tenant moves into her apartment, the last day when we can have it to ourselves. I am making good use of this event to go a bit further with her. It was a very hot Saturday afternoon, so hot that I had peeled off my tee-shirt and tied it around my waist. So hot that her tee is pretty much soaked with her perspiration and she is starting to look like a wet t-shirt contestant, except that she still had her bra on. I managed to persuade her that it is normal for girls to blade in their bikini tops on hot days like this, and that her bra will pass off for a bikini top from a distance, lace and all.

She finally agreed, and it was with much anticipation that I watched her peel off her pink tee-shirt. She wore an old and ugly bra underneath. It probably used to be white, now greyed and worn with use, the lacework on the cups torn and dangling, the edges of the bra now frayed. It had worked hard supporting her heavy breasts through its long life, miraculously still in one piece and still holding them up. Vivian told me she had not expected to be skating with her tee off, or she would have chosen something nicer to wear. I did not mind, as underwear worn in public can be even more sexy than bikini. And it is a soft lacey bra, not like those maximisers that are hard as shells or those sports bras that bind everything down. Her breasts can move more freely in this bra. I like it already.

She looked around again to check for anyone who might possibly be upset with the amount of flesh she is showing. There were only two girls cycling in our direction. She tied her tee around her waist like me. She is comfortable wearing just a bra in front of me. She has shown herself in a lot less before, and she likes the effect she has on me. Looking down at the bulge at my groin, she patted it with one gloved hand and smiled at me.

Now she looks like some Amazonian woman warrior in her bra and tiny little pair of denim shorts, green sunblock streaks on her angelic face and her long hair tied into a pony tail. Large amounts of her white fleshy mounds showed above her bra, some butt cheeks showing below her shorts and her trim and firm torso in between. What a traffic stopper! Lucky for us we were blading in the park, not on the road.

The two girls passed us from behind and did not seem to mind us. Perhaps they had not noticed her front view, but that got Vivian more relaxed and she continued blading. I was having a hard time playing the role of the patient coach. It is hard to be patient when you see a large pair of breasts swinging from side to side in front of you, covered and barely supported by an old bra, but not held down much. Half the time I was waiting for the bra to snap with the vigorous pendulous motions of her heavy orbs. They swung so much that it was a wonder how she managed to stay on her wheels and not fall on her backside. She managed to improve somehow and was actually moving forward towards me. We were by now quite a distance away from our starting point.

Very soon after, we reached the foot of a hill and decided to turn back. It would not be easy for her to blade uphill just yet. Three guys suddenly appeared over the top of the hill and descended towards us, their mouths open in surprise at this busty angel in her underwear apparently waiting for them at the other side of the hill. They would have stopped to ogle, but I turned her back towards them and placed my arm protectively around her shoulders so they would get the hint and move off. She blushed at their reaction. I tried not to let her see how pleased I was to be showing her off. I bet those guys have never seen such a beautiful girl blading in a 34D bra that is obviously underwear, not a bikini or sports bra. It is such a turn on! And how envious they must be of me to be so up close and personal with her!

"Dunwan... people staring..." She whined.

"Normal for people to take a second look at beautiful girls, and you really look gorgeous! Don't mind them, I'm here to protect you." I replied, my arm still wrapped around her shoulder, now hugging her soft sweaty cleavage to me.

"You must cover me when there are guys around, ok?" She looked up at me with her trusting eyes.

"No problem. I will chase them off if necessary! But at least good that there are less people here at this time. So hot now. If you come early in the morning, sometimes you will see the army boys having their Life run. Hundreds of them. All of them stuck in camp the whole week without any chio bu to see."

"Eeee.... horny 20 year olds who haven't seen girls for the whole week? That's scary!"

"But don't worry, even then I will still protect you. I won't let them get near you." I assured her.

We turned around and made our way back towards my car. She stopped suddenly and scolded me.

"Hey you never remind me to put sunblock!"

"Just now put already wat."

"After I take off I never put again! My breasts now exposed, must put sunblock right? Wait sunburn how?"

My cock throbbed again. I had forgotten my promise to myself to put sunblock on her breasts for her. Now is my chance! Taking out the sunblock lotion from my pouch, I offered to put for her. Precious and sensitive skin over there, must take care and not let it be burnt. She considered my offer and said ok with a foxy grin. This should be fun for both of us.

I started with her shoulders again, then continued on to her waiting breasts. I poured a liberal amount of lotion on my palm and handed the bottle to her. Then with both hands I rubbed the sticky lotion on her tits, running my palms over them, rubbing them, massaging them, squeezing them. The grin stayed on her face as she gazed lustily into my eyes. I did not know how long we stood there while she enjoyed my playing with her breasts, but we were shocked back to reality when a young couple cycled past us suddenly. They came over the hill and caught us by surprise just like the the bladers did. I pulled back my hands from her tits. One hand was caught under her bra strap and I accidentally pulled it off her shoulder. Her nipple came dangerously close to being exposed and she pulled the strap back up.

The couple seemed just as surprised as the bladers had been. We turned our faces away guiltily. They passed us without stopping, though the guy stared and the girl pulled his ear. Vivian pinched my arm very hard when she recovered from her shock.

"See lah! Do this kind of thing in public! So malu!" She scolded me again and continued her pinching.

Fine, we will continue later in her apartment. Fortunately she did not think of pinching my exposed nipples, or that would really hurt. Why am I thinking of such a thing at a time like this? I don't think she has the same nipple fetish that I have.

"Sorry lah, got carried away. Let me finish up with your back and we will continue blading."

And so I continued my free service of rubbing in the protective sunblock lotion on her firm and smooth back before we continued back to my car. I tried not to get my hands stuck under her bra straps. There was a kiosk selling drinks on the way back and we stopped for a drink. The uncle selling us could not tear his eyes off Vivian's sweaty breasts and wet bra. I can hardly blame him, and in any case she did not seem to mind now. So I decided to try something else.

We turned back and headed for the hill again. Once our backs were turned, I pressed what was left of my ice-cold coke can into her cleavage. She squealed and backed away, almost falling down because of her blades. I caught hold of her before she fell and she yelled at me to never ever do that to her again. I could see the uncle staring at us. Looks like even though he sells drinks there all the time, he had never seen anything like what he just saw. And I swear her nipple marks can almost be seen on her wet bra cups now. The cold can must have given her nipples quite an erection.

The pinching from her was well worth it, even if I get bruises the next day.

My Office Colleague - Part 16

I go rollerblading at East Coast Park every Saturday morning, and there are always girls who blade in their bikini tops, but never someone as big as 34D. Having my chio and japanese-looking colleague Vivian blade in her old bra and denim shorts was like a wet dream come true. Her breasts sway very distractingly from side to side when she blades.

The sun was so hot that it was like blading in a furnace. It took some persuasion, but I got her to take off her tee-shirt and tie it around her waist in an attempt to cool down. Vivian's big breasts and slender body have further raised the temperature of those who saw her. Her bra looks very worn out and overstrained, and very obviously underwear with so much lace on it, some of that lace now torn and dangling from the cups. My massaging had left her nipples erected. The bra was soaked from her perspiration and her nipple marks could be seen on her wet cups. I poked those 2 bumps with my finger and she protested, telling me not to be so obscene in public.

"Your nipples are erected." I told her blatantly.

"You know how cold that can is or not! Of course a bit lah! But lucky this bra got padding wan leh, cannot really see my nipples. Not like that see-thru thing you buy for me.."

"Can. See here." I traced the little bump on her bra cup.

"Little bit only lah, can't really see from a distance, still not so bad. Or else I sure go and put on my tee and don't let you see anymore."

She had that mischievous look again. She is enjoying this public display, the naughty girl.

The drinks seller is still looking our way. Checking that there is nobody else around us at the moment, I walked my fingers from her nipple mark to the edge of her bra cup and rested them on her firm tit flesh. I started pulling back on her skin to expose her nipple and lifted the edge of her cup with the other hand. With an A-cup girl, just pulling back the edge of the cup will expose the nipple. But with a D-cup like Vivian's, the nipple is all the way inside the cup, well hidden under all that cloth and not easily revealed. After a little bit more prying, I could finally see her right nipple, tiny for her big breast and with a small brown circle around it. This is the first time she is letting me see her nipple, and I took in the sight of the slightly elongated brown nub on her white tit flesh. I love small nipples and areola! That got me even more excited!

"Wei... Don't do this here... Got people around..." She started looking around to see if anyone might see us in this compromising manner. The drinks seller is still looking at us from behind.

I couldn't wait, I had to squeeze her nipple! My forefinger and thumb closed on that exposed nipple and tugged on it, feeling its moist and rubbery texture. It is not very hard at the moment, she is only somewhat erected. I am sure I can make her much harder. I pinched the nipple and rolled it back and forth between my thumb and forefinger.

"Don't! The uncle is still watching us!" She squealed when I pulled harder on her nipple.

She swatted my hands away and stuffed her breast back inside her bra cup. She then continued blading, getting away from the drink seller as quickly as possible, her face now red. I guess it was very obvious what we were doing, with my two hands on her breasts. Maybe the uncle will have to go relieve himself in the toilet soon. But who cares about the uncle, my animal instincts are now awakened and my lust is very much on the surface now. I started chasing her and pleaded with her to make her nipples stand.

She grinned at me. When we have placed some distance between us and him, she slowly exposed her nipple again, teasing me as that pencil eraser-sized nub came into view again. She rubbed it with her fingers and got it to harden and erect with some flicking and pulling. I had been fantasizing for months about seeing her play with herself! She is making me very hard from just watching her!

She stopped after a while to look at it. The dark skin around the nipple, the areolae, tightened and the nipple got a bit longer and turned slightly reddish in colour. With a smug look on her face, she pushed it back inside the cup but the bump on the bra still looks the same. My erection is now very very prominent under my berms, however. I grabbed my briefs through my berms and tugged to let my cock adjust itself a little. I reached out my other hand to her breast and started squeezing it. It was slippery from all her perspiration, the skin felt really smooth. She kept looking around to check if anyone is coming our way. Maybe we should go back soon, back to the privacy of her condo.

Just then a small family appeared around the corner. A small boy around ten years old, with his sister a few years older, and their parents, out on a cycling trip. I quickly withdrew my hands.

The boy shouted, "Daddy, why is that jie jie naked?"

The father fumbled for an answer, "She's not naked. She is just... er... not wearing her tee-shirt."

The mother was dumbfounded and did not know what to say. She just turned her son to one side so he will not be looking at the immodestly-dressed Vivian. The girl was staring at Vivian with her mouth slightly open. The father tried not to stare. Vivian untied her tee and held it up to cover her chest and we bladed past them. That poor girl is just entering puberty and only just starting to grow her own breasts. I hope Vivian did not give the girl permanent inferiority complex.

She has a bo-pian look on her face when we finally left them behind.

"Aiyah! I feel very bad leh, let the kids see me like this. I feel like I corrupting their minds like that!"

With that, she started wearing her tee, covering her voluptiousness. I kind of agree that this is not healthy for the kids, especially the little boy. Girls his age won't have breasts anywhere near Vivian's size, not for another few more years at least, if ever. He might grow up having no interest in girls his age. I hope Vivian did not set overly high expectations in his young mind.

"But don't you feel hot?" I am not going to let her wear the tee again just like that. I want to get her even more horny than she is now!

"Hot! But cannot just wear my bra right? So exposed! I should have worn my sports bra today..." She moaned.

"Since you wearing your tee shirt, can don't wear the bra. Weather so hot, don't wear both bra and tee."

She stared at me for a while and said, "Can give a try..."

And so I am finally going to see her blade without a bra, her massive boobs swinging wildly from side to side! With that wet tee shirt of hers, I hope I don't get cum in my pants yet!

My Office Colleague - Part 17

Rollerblading with a busty girl is a very fun sport to engage in, especially if she is open to the idea of blading in her bra and shorts. The sight of my chio colleague Vivian's 34D tits swinging from side to side is giving my heart a good workout. If she is really going to remove her bra and blade in just a wet tee shirt, this trip will be worth cumming for!

She stopped and looked around once again before removing her bra. The nearest person is in front of us, walking towards us. He is too far away to see much but she turned away from him anyway and faced the vegetation. She has just put on her tee again, and she is using a trick I have taught her to avoid having to bare her breasts in public. She unfastened her bra through her tee, slipped one of the straps down her arm and tried to pull the bra out through the other sleeve of her tee. This girl is still trying to be so modest despite having just shown me one of her nipples!

It is not comfortable squeezing those big and lacey cups past her very ample breasts under that tight tee. There is not much space for her hand to move under her clothing. She made some soft sounds of pain when the bra hook scraped against her delicate skin, complaining of the itch and scratching a bit. I can imagine that her bra is now soggy and itchy. She struggled to make space, half bending her body to create a gap. From the way she is pushing the bra out of the tiny sleeve opening, I could see that she is in danger of losing her balance from her struggling. I positioned myself in front of her, holding onto her waist as I had done when she stripped off her top earlier. The tee was already pulled tight over her chest when she was wearing a bra. They are now stretched tight over her nipples, the 2 bumps are now very visible on her chest.

"What?! Don't stare until like that lah!" She giggled and punched me on my shoulder. Her tits shook with the punch.

She soon gave up and exclaimed that it is too tight. Glaring at me, she commanded me to close my eyes. Her hands are crossed in front of her and holding onto the bottom of her tee. She was about to pull off the tee and expose her breasts! With her bra hanging from one shoulder under her tee, her breasts are bare underneath. Her wet tee is clinging tightly to the curves of her bosom. The dark circles under her wet tee and her erected nipples are all fascinatingly visible within grabbing distance. She had an exasperated look on her face when I finally looked up at her face again.

"Wei! Hurry up and close your eyes lah! I want to finish changing before that man comes too close! You want to let him see my breasts is it?"

"No, but I want. Can I watch? Or want me to help you?" I asked gleefully.

"Dunwan lah! So embarrassing!"

I could not wipe my smirk off my face. It is so fun to see her caught between wanting to do something kinky and afraid of attracting trouble. Trying to protect herself as much as possible while doing something daring and exhibitionistic. She has a very expressive and open face, and it shows her excitement and tension very clearly. I closed my eyes obligingly. I could soon feel her torso shake as she struggled to pull that tee past chest level, and stop for a while. She must have pulled it past her head by now, which means her breasts are exposed in front of me now! I opened my eyes just a crack to sneak a peek. My body was already bending down so I could hold onto her hips comfortably and my head was looking down. She probably would not notice.

Ah! My cock throbbed from the sight of her bare tits dangling freely from her chest, free from support and hanging in all their full naked glory! Full and shapely, not drooping but pointing to the front, those breasts are as gorgeous as I have imagined them to be! Her nipples on them are revealed to me at last! They are small and pointed, little brown summits on the white mountains! It was all I could do not to reach out for them!

She slipped the bra down her arm and hanged it on my outstretched arm. She pulled her tee back on as quickly as she could. As quickly as she could untangle her tee and flip the right side out and sort out which is the front and which is the back. What a sight to see her unsupported breasts wobble as she flipped the tee!

"Ok, done!" She grinned at me when her tee was back on.

Vivian probably still thought that I opened my eyes only when she said she was done. She stretched out her hand to retrieve her bra but I recovered quickly and snatched it away. I stuffed it into the pocket of my berms before she could get it back. It was warm and soggy from her perspiration. I backed away from her and she chased me on her wheels.

She had barely taken a few steps before she fell down shrieking with laughter. She is an inexperienced blader and tends to swing her arms around a lot to balance herself. Her breasts are now unsupported and they swing wildly with each step she take.

"I... hahaha... my brea... they... hahaha... they... they are banging together! Haha! When I try to take a step, they also move left and right... and they bang into each other! So funny!" She laughed so hard she actually choked a little before she could finish her sentence.

"But you don't wear bra at home what, how come so not used to it?"

"At home I where got shake so much?" She retorted, shaking her shoulders to emphasize her point.

I could see the curves of her well-filled bosoms heave under her tee, which barely restrained their movement. I could see the points of her nipples bob and swing out in arcs. To anyone who looks at her, it is clear as day that she is braless. And we are now heading back to where I have parked my car, away from the man who is walking towards us. He would have noticed her stripping, though he is too far away to see the details. Too bad for him. Lucky me.

I moved backwards with the ease that comes with weekly practice, while she struggles to keep up with me. It must be more difficult for her to balance now that her heavy breasts are not tied down by the bra, but is moving pendulously on their own, their weight throwing off her balance. My eyes were trained on those 2 moving objects, taking in every detail of their movement. I grew up playing the computer game Tomb Raider, making Lara Croft jump around and enjoying the slight jiggle of her bosoms. Of course I have imagined what it would be like to have a real life 34D girl shake her boobs in front of me, braless, but a chio girl like Vivian is like a wet dream come true! The shy and yet eager look on her face is priceless!

"Wei! Not fair! I shake so much you also must shake! I take off my underwear you also must take off your underwear." She tried to say this as firmly as she could, but her shyness showed in her voice.

"Without my underwear my hardon is very obvious lah, so obscene!" I protested.

"You saying my breasts like this not obvious is it?"

Well I suppose I should be fair to her. It encourages further participation. And it sounds like fun too. Now how am I going to take off my briefs here in the open?

My Office Colleague - Part 18

Two girls cycled past us and stared at her, surprise written all over their faces. I wouldn't have believed it myself if I see someone as pretty and big-breasted as Vivian, blading at East Coast Parkway, obviously braless, wearing a tight and wet tee. Her face turned red when she saw them staring at her. We hurried on.

Vivian is not an experienced blader and has to swing her arms a lot to balance herself. That sets her 34D tits swinging like pendulums under her tee as she blades. And they bounce up and down wildly whenever she catches her wheel on the ground and come to a sudden stop. I have never seen so much movement under a T-shirt before! At one point she clutched her heavy melons in her hands to support them and cut down on their swinging motion, but that did not help her keep her balance. What a good view I'm having! I'm glad we did not pass any old men and give them heart attacks!

There is something about this chio girl with a devilishly hot figure that turns me on tremendously. It is more than just her bouncing breasts or long slender legs that end with her round and perky buttocks. It is the way she changes from a confident, gung-ho career woman who takes the lead in all she does, to a blushing and obedient little girl when I get her to do these kinky things. I like responsive and teachable students! She is obviously having the thrill of her life! Excitement is written all over her face, the silly grin twisting the corner of her mouth tells it all. Yes, I'm leading her astray and loosening something wild in her. I can hardly believe that her past boyfriends have not been playing with her breasts! How can someone as hot as her be so new to stuff like these?

All this is resulting in a massive erection under my pants. Looking at her very full breasts swinging freely under her almost see-thru top has brought me near my climax. Now she is demanding that I also remove my underwear and hang loose with her! I took a deep breath to clear my mind and remind myself that we are in public, and local laws are not friendly towards our game of public nudity. She may be carefree, but as a guy I am more likely to attract complains, so I have to be more careful. I checked that the coast is clear before I took off my blades and walked off the track to the trees along the side.

Standing among the trees in just my socks and bermudas, I hooked my fingers under my waistband and faced her. I'm going to show her my penis! She licked her lips. I'm not sure if her lips are dry from the excitement or is she already thinking about licking my lollipop. I remember how cock-hungry she is. She will get a generous share of cock meat today! Looking her in her eyes, I pulled my berms and briefs halfway down my thighs in one motion, my erect manhood sticking out straight, its pee hole staring straight at her. She did not hold my gaze any longer but looked down at my exposed cock and hairy balls, staring at them with her eyes wide open.

I have not seen such an eager expression since my first sexual experience in my schooling days, with a virgin girl from my school. It sure feels good to be getting this kind of response from someone as babe as her! She turned away after a few seconds and looked down demurely, but with a shy grin. Then she stole another look with flushed cheeks. Just like a little girl who had just been told a dirty joke that she secretly enjoyed. My cock throbbed as I looked at her, standing there with her ripe and sexy figure barely covered, her expression innocent and hungry. Her eyes widened and looked up at me in surprise.

"It is happy to see you and is saying hello." I told her. "Do you want to shake hands with it?"

She blushed further, but walked over to me. Unsteadily. On her wheels. Wobbling with every step. This T-shirt is very much flimsier than what she wore when we were at her house the last weekend, and the movments underneath were more visible. My erection twitched some more. She stopped in front of me and bent down to have a close up look, one hand on knee to support herself. In that pose with her pretty face near my cock, one big breast slightly crushed against her arm, the only thing I want right then is for her to suck my cock!

She reached out her other hand towards it but stopped short of actually touching it. It sure took her a long time to get this close. The anticipation was killing me.

''Go on, touch it, it won't bite." I coaxed her.

She finally touched my raging hardon, her tiny hand felt cool against it.

"So hot!" she squealed. "Can I pull? Oh so stiff!"

Her first encounter with my little brother was electrifying, for me at least. I felt as though an electric current flowed from her hand through my cock and into my body! She stroked along the length of my shaft and I twitched in her hand, I gasped in spite of myself. She gave it two pulls and then released her hold on me, the smooth skin of her palm rubbed over my sensitive cock head as she pulled back. My eyes rolled back and I let loose a groan. I thought I must have scared her off, but it was a wicked grin, not fear, that was on her face.

"Let's go elsewhere. Can you still drive?" she asked.

I stared at her in exasperation. I was on the verge of a massive ejaculation! Is she a top-notch cock tease or just a shy girl determined to become a woman? But I could see another family coming our way. Her condo will be a good place for us to continue.

She wiped her hand on my berms to clean off the sweat. I pulled up my berms and tenderly stuffed my red hot prick inside, minus my briefs. She made me choose between giving her my briefs or return her bra. Not willing to let her hide her breasts, I had to make do without my underwear. Going commando was harder than I thought when my dick was so aroused and ready to spill its load. It swung when I stepped back onto the track and pulled on my blades. Its tip rubbed against the material of my berms when I started chasing her. I had to put one hand in my pocket, gripping my stiff rod through the cloth to protect my sensitive tip from the abuse.

Even so, she could not run far from me, not with her bra still in my pocket. I have seen how wildly her heavy milk pots swing when they are not supported. We dashed past the surprised family as fast as we could, now that covering up is no longer an option. She has already brought me to dangrously close to cumming, now the thrill of the game and the grip on my very aroused cock is about all I can take. I have to catch up with her before I blow!

Overtaking her is easy even in my condition. I bladed backwards after I caught up with her so that I was facing her and looking at the sight of her 34D boobies swinging wildly. I pulled down the waistband of my berms to let out my very engorged dick. She squealed, I groaned, and I gave it the last few tugs before I cummed. My mind blanked out for a while as I shot off one of my biggest loads ever!

When I regained my senses, I was kneeling on the ground in front of her with my hand still on my deflated penis, still leaking onto the track. My cum has shot onto her wet tee, hitting her under her breasts. The family continued to move further away from us. She was looking at me as though I was the eighth wonder of the world.