Chapter 381 This Has Got To Be Heaven On Earth!

Brenda stared at Alan's crotch while everyone else stared at her exposed and lightly bouncing boobs.

Alan pretended that his boner wasn't sticking straight out from his body, much less being stroked by Suzanne. He was the first to break the spell when he said, "Brenda? Um, I guess it's time to do the measuring. Are you ready?"

"I'm ready, Alan. I'm ready for you! Do it to me!" She cupped her gigantic globes enticingly. Now that he's got my top off, he'll be fucking me soon! Or fucking my tits at the very least. I'd love that! The others will all burn with jealousy when they see his long dick completely disappear between my tit-pillows! She snickered with glee.

Alan noticed that Brenda began to shudder. He looked down at her crotch, which was still spread wide. That revealed even more juices running from her hole. Her panties were nearly invisible thanks to being so thoroughly soaked; they hid absolutely nothing.

He finally stood up, even though that meant leaving the pleasures of Suzanne's talented hand. He still made no attempt to tuck his engorged dick away, and of course nobody objected.

He brought the tape measure up to Brenda's chest and wrapped it around her back, but aside from that he didn't know what to do. He felt intimidated when it came to actually touching her gargantuan tits, so he just held both ends of the tape measure away from them. He fidgeted and then asked, "What am I supposed to do now?"

Suzanne stood up and rushed to his rescue. She was glad for an opening where she too could grope Brenda's tits. "Here." She put her hands over his and guided his hands down. "You measure her below the boobs and then right across the nipples."

She brushed her fingers across Brenda's nipples as if that were necessary for Alan's understanding.

Brenda shuddered as tingles ran down her spine.

"Sweetie, the bra size is based on the number of inches difference from here to here. Two gives you a B cup, three gives you a C cup, et cetera. Measure from here to here like this." Suzanne lightly brushed Brenda's remarkably extended nipples a few more times, just because she could.

Suzanne's hands then guided Alan's hand to where he needed to take the first measurement, and then she let go and reattached herself to his hard-on. Naturally, she immediately resumed stroking it. She remained pressed into Alan's side, with her other hand on Brenda's shoulder, supporting her. (Brenda was so out of it that she had been in danger of falling.)

Brenda, who had her eyes glued to Alan's crotch anyway, again noticed Suzanne's impressive tactile performance on his erection. But she asked, as if she hadn't seen anything up until that moment, "Wh-wh-what are you d-d-d-doing, Suzanne?"

Suzanne explained in her sultry, rough voice, "Your big tits seem to have made him even more excited than before, so he needs extra help. His medical needs, you know. After all, it's still my turn to take care of him. If you mind, just let me know and I'll stop."

"No!" cried Brenda and Alan at once.

Alan meanwhile did the first measurement and then placed the tape measure directly over Brenda's breasts. But he still hesitated about touching her.

"Just touch them already!" Brenda herself complained. "I want you to. I don't bite."

"I thought you got annoyed when-"

"Go ahead," she interrupted. "This is different. Do what you want. I don't mind when it's you."

"Okay." He placed both hands on her tits, cupping them from below.

Brenda let out a loud moan and shivered all over. Oh! He's so good! Actually, all he'd done was cup her boobs, which anyone could have done. But she'd built him up so much in her mind that his every touch seemed magical. Her skin tingled and trembled wherever he touched her as his fingers started to explore her immense tit pillows.

"Wow! They feel real." He was starting to get to know different kinds of breasts. Out of all the breasts he's fondled, the only ones which he was sure were augmented were Heather's. Brenda's felt better and softer than Heather's, in addition to seeming more than double their size.

"Of course they're real," Brenda replied with pride.

Alan still held the tape measure in his hands, trying to figure out what to do with it, even as he groped her as surreptitiously he could. He looked around for Katherine or Susan to see if they might help, only to discover that they were each staring intently at his crotch. They'd taken seats behind Brenda, which was a poor location if they wanted to look at Brenda's front side but a great one from which to watch Suzanne stroking Alan's boner while out of Brenda's sight. His own view was blocked from seeing their crotches, but their frantic arm movements left no doubt that they were each masturbating.

He asked, "Aunt Suzy, where am I supposed to put it exactly? You said right across the nipples, but hers are so extended. That's going to make a big difference in the measurement, just from the nipple length factor. Should I go just above them?"

Suzanne moved in with her non-stroking hand. She grabbed Brenda's left tit, then tweaked a nipple. "Hmmm. I see what you mean. They are big. Those are some erect nipples, that's for sure. Brenda, what's got you so excited?"

Brenda panted incredulously, "Are you fucking kidding me?!" The entire night had been like one continuous climax after another for her.

Suzanne seemed to ignore that, telling Alan, "Just go right over them and pull the tape measure tight." She reluctantly let go after more tweaking and pulling of both nipples, to focus more of her concentration on jacking off her quasi-nephew.

Brenda just moaned loudly; her need was becoming increasingly apparent.

"Maybe if I can just push them in," he suggested.

"Good idea!" Suzanne said, even though she knew full well that that was just an excuse for him to play with Brenda's nipples some more, and that's exactly what he did.

Brenda was dizzy with arousal. Her head lolled around; her entire body was limp and pliable. Hell! Fucking hell! He's too good! He's gonna make me cum again and again if he keeps touching them like that!

He waited until she did in fact have an orgasm. After that, he needed a break, because he was close to his own climax. Even Suzanne needed a break to give her arm a rest, after stroking him for so long.

So, with nothing else to do, Alan finally finished measuring Brenda's tits. When he pulled the tape measure tight, pushing her nipples back into her soft mountains, her moaning increased, and then she trembled from yet another orgasm.

He had been unusually intimidated and hesitant with her. But once he dropped the tape measure, something inside him snapped. He should have let go at that point, but instead he cupped her tits from below and began kneading her supple tit-flesh.

Brenda abandoned all pretense of merely being measured. She tilted her head back and moaned long and loud.

That greatly encouraged him. With Suzanne continuing to jack him off, he forgot about any limits. Not only did he fondle her immense melons any way he wanted, his hands roamed all over the rest of her upper body too. But, not surprisingly, he spent most of his time on her big tits. He particularly loved to pull on her long nipples as well as sink his fingers deep into her soft tit-flesh.

One could tell Brenda was in Heaven from the way she panted and groaned. It sounded like she was getting royally fucked, and she actually was enjoying small orgasms every now and then.

Susan was particularly transfixed. At one point she whispered to Katherine, "Watch and learn. Tiger is taming Brenda right before our eyes!"

Alan was so emboldened that he eventually started to fondle his way further down her body. He wanted to feel her hips without any clothing in the way, so when he got that far, he simply yanked her skirt down past her knees. It slid the rest of the way down her legs and off her altogether.

Then he went back for her panties. He had some mercy on her and only yanked them down enough to completely expose her pussy and ass. Then he went to town exploring her fantastic buttocks, including her ass crack. She obliged by shifting positions to give him better access. However, he avoided touching her pussy, if only because he'd gotten used to that being a "no go" zone with Susan and Suzanne.

Brenda could tell that he'd slid her panties down her thighs, but she didn't make any attempt to pull them back up. My GOD! I'm effectively totally naked! He can see everything! But I don't care! It's just like Susan says: the first thing he does is get your clothes off. Then he makes you kneel. And SUCK! God damn! I'm nothing but putty in his hands! Gaawwwd, I love what he's doing to my ass! My whole body! I've never felt like such a total SLUT! HIS slut! He's marking me, proving his ownership in front of all the others!

The only problem is, he's not touching my hot CUNT! I want him to. Touch me, Alan, especially there!

Without anyone telling her to do so, Brenda put her hands behind her head. It made her feel even more submissive and controlled, and she got off on that like a cat rolling in a pile of catnip. Her eyes had been closed most of the time, but as she slipped deeper and deeper into her overwhelming lust, she simply couldn't stop watching Suzanne's two hands sliding all over Alan's slippery erection.

Alan kept going until he was right on the verge of orgasm. He could tell that Suzanne was worked up and wasn't going to stop stroking his boner, so he had to do something before there was a cummy explosion. No one had spoken a coherent word for minutes, until he said, "Okay, I declare the measuring job done!"

That made Suzanne laugh, because she'd forgotten all about the measuring pretense.

Alan reached to his own crotch and pulled Suzanne's hands away. Then he picked the tape measure up again. With the tape tight across her nipples once more, he announced, "Okay, she's 34 inches below the breasts and about 44 or 45 inches above. It's hard to tell there, even with her nipples compressed by the tape, because they're so long and stiff. They're also really hot." He slowly ran a hand across her bare ass cheeks, just because he knew he could and she wouldn't stop him.

Brenda shivered, then groaned out loud, "So long, so stiff, and soooo hoottt ..." She stared at Alan's exposed erection hungrily, making it obvious that what she thought was long, stiff, and hot was something quite different than what he had been referring to.

Suzanne followed Brenda's gaze. Even though Alan had rather forcefully removed her hands only a minute earlier, she was way too horny to behave, so she resumed her stroking of his visibly-throbbing boner.

Brenda watched in disbelief. This place is incredible! He's put the tape measure down again, and now he's just blatantly exploring my breasts and my ass, even while Suzanne is STILL jacking him off! The only thing women do around here is pleasure this boy's great big cock! It's like... they exist only to serve him, and if they don't do a good enough job, he spanks the hell out of them!

Oh God! Where do I sign up?! This has got to be Heaven on Earth!

Brenda could feel an epic climax coming on, but she wasn't quite there. So she reached up, grabbed Alan's fingers (which were continuing to caress the sensitive undersides of her gigantic tits), and forced them to pinch her nipples again. Hard. Then she screamed and started to collapse, even as a surprising amount of liquid ran from her pussy and puddled on the floor.

Alan had to hold Brenda up by her breasts, but the angle was awkward given Suzanne's continued firm hold on his pre-cum soaked erection. His knees started to buckle from the strain.

Suzanne saw his problem and let go of his cock, which allowed him to straighten up and turn toward Brenda to hold her squarely. However, that caused his erection to slip between her trembling legs. Just knowing where his dick was positioned was exciting him too much, leaving him feeling on the verge of cumming. But he couldn't do anything about it, since Brenda was still in danger of falling. He pivoted so that he could brace her quivering legs along a slightly raised thigh, using one arm to hold her around the waist.

That worked. With the situation more or less safe, he closed his eyes and paused just to get his breathing and libido under control. It was all that he could do not to cum. He thanked his lucky stars that his dick wasn't actually brushing up against her skin, because that would probably have pushed him over the edge.

At that moment Suzanne again took firm hold of his stiffness and resumed her stroking.

He wasn't happy about that, because he knew that if merely touching Brenda was too much, there was no way he could hold out against Suzanne's talented stimulation. He tried hard to delay matters, but the extremely urgent sensation in his dick couldn't be denied for long. He thought it would be impolite to cum on Brenda, but that's what was going to happen unless something changed, and soon. He desperately needed to relieve the pressure in his balls.

He shuddered and said, "Would everyone close their eyes?" He looked back towards Katherine and Susan, sitting near him. They looked hot and bothered too, and their hands were still obviously down around their pussies. "Please?" he said more urgently. "I'm about to shoot any second! Aunt Suzy, can you help me avoid a mess?"

"Sure thing, Sweetie." She dropped to her knees and took his cock in her mouth.

Brenda was supposed to keep her eyes closed, but she barely made a pretense of doing that, and even that for only a few seconds. "OH GOD!" she screamed, overawed by what she was seeing. She'd cum so much already, her pussy felt nearly numb.

The touch of Suzanne's wet mouth on the tip of Alan's pulsing pole pushed him over the edge instantly, before she could even engulf him thoroughly. He closed his eyes and held on with all his might, still clenching his PC muscle to delay his firing for a few more seconds. But he knew he couldn't last long, so he shouted, "I'm losing it!"

Suzanne knew he was past the point of no return, so she suckled him even more enthusiastically instead of letting up. She tried to be as loud and sloppy about it as possible, so even those with their eyes closed would know exactly what was happening.

Brenda screamed loudly, as if she were being vigorously fucked. She wasn't, but this time she felt directly involved in his climax, because he was still loosely holding her upper arms.

Katherine and Susan had also been asked to keep their eyes closed, but they too only did so for a few seconds. Then they watched avidly and sped up their masturbation as Suzanne's mouth rode Alan's jerking, shaking pole like a cowboy riding a bucking bronco.

Alan staggered about, straightening the leg he still held against Brenda.

Brenda straightened out also, standing upright and pulling away from his leg while pivoting to get a better look at Suzanne's head where it bobbed in his crotch.

He instinctively leaned out and held Brenda's shoulders for support for long seconds as his cum continued to shoot from his pulsing dick into Suzanne's mouth.

Brenda, however, was still too wobbly to stand unassisted. She fell forward, pressing her massive, soft, bare tits into his chest, doubling the pleasure of his continued explosive release.

He found himself hugging and squeezing Brenda's topless body as he continued to cum into Suzanne's greedy mouth. Had he been more with it, he would have taken more advantage of groping Brenda's bounteous chest, but as it was he just clung to her for support, as she was doing to him.

Suzanne had originally intended to swallow his load in the usual way, but at the very last second she'd had a devilish thought. Just to inflame Brenda's desire ever further, she took his still spurting dick out of her mouth and lay back on the sofa she'd been sitting on. Holding his pulsing pole a foot or two from her face, she had him spurt the rest of his load all over her face.

It felt like being under Niagara Falls: his cum just kept coming and coming. Most of it hit her square in the mouth, and then found its way down her throat. But a good amount hit her cheeks and chin, then dribbled down her neck.

Brenda could hardly believe her eyes as she saw rope after rope fly toward Suzanne from the tip of Alan's erection. There were about ten ropes in all, more than she'd ever seen a guy cum in a single orgasm. She was so shaken by the sight that she found herself shouting, "Do it! Shoot some more!"

She rubbed her essentially naked body against his like a cat in heat scratching against a post, hoping that would help coax out more of his cum. It did.

The groans of the others made it clear that Brenda wasn't the only one who was staggered by the torrent of cum flooding Suzanne's face. There wasn't a dry seat in the room.