Big Tits Can't Hide (Closed)

[ForeverIllinois]

"Ben, you can't be serious..." I said to my boyfriend, moments before getting out of his car. Ben Miller was a 5'11" eighteen year old, though from his posture and demeanor, I guess that you could say that he looked around twenty seven (especially with that suit that he usually wore). Anyway, he got out of the car and smiled - the kind of look that he gave out when he was up to something. I didn't have time to ask more questions, seeing as my schedule was up in less that five minutes. Instead, I sighed in defeat before replying:

"Fine, I'll go to the stupid party. Just...let's try not to socialize."

So, where was I working? Well...at a local international food chain! Okay, who am I kidding - I work at Hooters. Yes, you heard me right and honestly, my dad still doesn't know that I work here. It's a secret that my mom and I have have been keeping ever since she got me this job. It's not as if I was a stripper or anything, so I didn't get the big fuss. Besides, how else was I going to earn the money to pay for college? I was a broke high school senior who was going to Princeton in just a few months!

Anyway, as for the party - it was being hosted by Tommy, some awful community college student. I don't mean awful as in he was a poor performing student (actually, I had no clue on how he did in school, nor did I care). No, by awful I meant inside; he was rude, mean and didn't waste any opportunity to piss off Ben - and yet, Ben considered themselves best friends. Not to mention how he ogled me... Yeah, the three of us have somewhat known each other for a few years now and Tommy has been obsessed with my body for a long time now (so it goes without saying that he was a sleaze). Most specially, his eyes were always glued to my chest. My massive, 34GG cup breasts. You heard that right and put together with my slim figure, they looked even bigger. Not to worry since after paying for school, I was planning on getting reduction surgery but for now, I had to live with them. They helped with tips though - heck, you could say that they were even the biggest (no pun intended) attraction of this Hooters.

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I wasn't happy about Ben's decision to go to Tommy's party, but if he wanted us to go, then I'd have to be there to support his decision. Anyway, I continued with my shift and in a few hours, I was supposed to meet up with my boyfriend and go to the party.

Ugh, just thinking about it send chills down my spine.

 

[StFornicate]

The party I was hosting tonight was shaping up to be a very good time. Early in the afternoon, we already had everything all set up, the keg was chillin, the snacks were ready, even the table for the DJ in the living room was set. Hell, I even had a good twenty joints rolled up and ready to pass around for folks to puff on.

But the party, really, was just a ruse. It was more for my housemates than me, anyways. I had one, singular goal for the evening, and that was to fuck my friend Ben's huge-titty'd girlfriend Julie.

Okay. So, yeah, that sounds pretty awful, and maybe it is, but I've been planning this for years. Ever since Ben stole Kimber Jensen away from me during freshman year of high school.

Payback's a bitch.

Besides, Ben's always been a dick. Stuck-up, goody-two-shoes, better than everyone at fucking everything. It was time to teach him a lesson. And how better than to turn his perfect little huge titty'd bitch into my little fuckdoll?

So, yeah, maybe I pulled some strings with some of my buddies that work with Ben to make sure he had to work late at his job this evening; of course I was only too happy to offer to pick Julie up from work and get her to the party for him. But that was still a ways away yet. The party was set to start in about an hour, but I had a pre-party plan already in motion.

"Yeah, can I get a seat in Julie's section please?" I asked the chick at the front of the Hooter's when I walked in. She was happy to lead me back to the back, and I chose a seat with taller tables and stools; the table was the perfect height for Julie to stand next to and rest those huge knockers on...

 

[ForeverIllinois]

I glanced at my phone around 4:45 - there was only about fifteen minutes to go before my shift was over and Ben was absolutely no where to be found. It was unusual for him to not text me, at least if he knew that he was running late so I couldn't help but feel just a tad anxious. However, then the realization came that maybe I wouldn't have to go over to Tommy's stupid party. Yes, that would be pretty sweet.

"Julie, a customer's asking for a photo." my manager said as she passed by me. I grinned as I thought "Great, one photo and then I can prepare to end my shift!" before taking that stupid picture...

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But right before I got to go to the employee lounge, Emily (one of my coworkers) poked on my shoulder and directed me to the back. "Just one more customer. He wanted to sit in your section specifically. Must be a regular."

Okay, just one more and I could go home. A smile appeared on my face when I thought that it was going to be a big tipper or something - but that smile quickly disappeared when I saw who it was. It was, of course, Tommy. The same Tommy that I mentioned earlier.

"What do you want?" I asked with a hand on my hip "Don't you have a party to take care of?"

 

[StFornicate]

"Careful, sweet tits, attitude like that won't help you get a big tip. The party can take care of itself. And I want two fifty-piece orders of your famous wings, a half-pound bacon cheese burger, medium rare, with fries and a house salad, an order of mozzarella sticks, and a great big Budweiser."

I smirked at her as I rattled off my order, my eyes eating her sexy body up from top to bottom.

"Oh, and I'd love to have my picture taken with you, too," I said, winking at her and even licking my lips a bit as I eyed her extraordinarily abundant cleavage!

 

[ForeverIllinois]

"Order coming right up." I said with a cheery smile as I took his order, before I muttered the word "...asshole." under my own breath.I was careful enough to not say it too loudly, in case my manager heard it but loud enough (at least from the distance we had) for him to hear it. Though, I don't believe that it was much of a secret that I loathed Tommy. Even now, he was trying to get a peek down this stupid tight Hooters shirt. Thankfully, while it hugged my large breasts, that there wasn't much cleavage...wait, I didn't even get a good look of myself to see. It wasn't until I made my way to the kitchen, that I took some time to glance down my own shirt and saw that there was some cleavage after all. Shit. Anyway, I let the cook know about the somewhat large order and stuck around until the food was ready. I placed it all on a platter and made my way to Tommy. Oh joy.

"Here you are, your order." I said with a forced smile as I placed it all on the table. I was careful enough this time to not lean over and give this perv a show. Of course, his eyes may have gone to my legs while I was walking to him, given the booty shorts that I was wearing - which, of course, showcased bare leg until my upper thigh. Well, there wasn't much that I could do for that...

"Have a nice meal." I said before turning away.

 

[StFornicate]

It didn't take long for me to get pissed. Seriously. She did that on purpose, waiting until all the food was done before bringing me any of it. I scowled at her.

"Any waitress worth her salt knows to bring the drink out, then the appetizer, then the salad, and then the main course. I guess you're as dumb as your tits are big."

I took a drink of my beer. "I'll need this all to go," I said to her, pushing the plates away from me on the table and taking another drink.

 

[ForeverIllinois]

"Well, normally I'm not supposed to say anything during my shift but hey, since I'm technically done with my shift, you're a shithead and I'm glad that I made you wait." I said with a grin, before asking Emily that he wanted his food to go. I wasn't going to stick around to help this jerk.

...Until I whipped out my phone to see a text message. It was from Ben.

"Hey hun hav 2 stay at work for a while. tommy will bring u to the party. see u soon babe xo"

What the fuck?

Okay, maybe I could get out of this. I'd just tell Tommy I wasn't going, stick around home and wait for Ben to pick me up? I could come up with some excuse...

"Well looks like Ben is staying late at work. I guess that I can't make it to your party Tommy."

 

[StFornicate]

"Oh, come now, Julie," I said, with a smirk, "Benny went out of his way to make sure I got you to the party safe and sound." My eyes locked with hers.

"So you can carry all that food out to my car when you're ready to go. And if I were you, I wouldn't make me wait too long, again. I'd hate to have to have a word with your manager about your, ahem, unprofessional behavior." I winked at her. "I know you wouldn't want that, would ya, Sweet Tits?"

 

[ForeverIllinois]

"Fuck you." I snarled back at Tommy. Emily just stood, confused as what to do next - at least, right before I angrily grabbed the take out bag and followed Tommy outside. I felt bad right afterwards though, given that my coworker didn't do anything remotely bad but...ah whatever, I'd apologize to her later. We had the same shifts anyway, so I'd get her a coffee or something tomorrow.

I hurried to keep up with Tommy and said, right before he got to the car "Hey, can't you give me enough time to put my name tag away?"

 

[StFornicate]

"We're in a bit of a hurry," I replied, turning to face her as we walked up to my Camaro. "Besides, I can get it for you," I said, grasping her by her hips and spinning her around, pressing her butt against the car door. The bag of take-out food landed on the hood.

And I was suddenly up in her space. My crotch pressed against hers. My hands on her hips, sliding upwards over her tits for just a moment, openly copping a feel, before grasping her name tag and unpinning it from her shirt.

I handed it to her. "Ready to go?"

 

[ForeverIllinois]

What the fuck?

I was suddenly against the car, almost pinned there as Tommy went up close and his hands traveled from my hips to barely touching my chest - coping enough of a feel to take my name tag and pull it away from me. He grinned as he handed it to me, before adding:

"Ready to go?"

This is the kind of thing that he really made me hate him - he was supposedly Ben's friend and tried to pull stuff like this. With a grimace, I took the name tag from him and replied:

"Yes and don't do that again, or next time I swear I'll kick you in the balls and call the cops."

I wasn't usually so crude, but as the situation calls for it...

 

[StFornicate]

"Sure you will. And Ben will come bail me out," I said, smirking at her. "Come on, let's go," I said, reaching past her to grab the bag of food. Making sure to rub my chest right against her impressive rack when I did...

 

[ForeverIllinois]

Oh come on, now he did that on purpose.

I eyed him cautiously, raising an eyebrow as he reached for that bag of food - once again, he tried to get a feel of my chest. Unbelievable. I knew that he was friends with Ben for a long time now but this kind of behavior just didn't fly with me...

"Alright, just drive." I said, not even looking at him. "You pervert" I then uttered under my breath.

 

[StFornicate]

I laughed, hearing quite clearly her muttered insult. "Damn right, and you fucking love it," I said, reaching over and sliding my hand along her smooth thigh as I revved the Camaro's mighty engine.

"So, how about a little roadhead for the drive?" I asked, as calmly and nonchalantly as possible, one hand moving to my belt to unbuckle it...

 

[ForeverIllinois]

I smacked his hand as he tried to feel up my thigh. Did he ever stop?! And as if I enjoyed his fooling around; I wasn't that kind of girl and he knew it. He just didn't seem to care, as it turns out...

"So, how about a little roadhead for the drive?" he said as he played with his belt as we drove. I couldn't tell if he was kidding or not - that's how upfront this pervert was.

"Oh god Tommy, no. Just no." I said, covering my eyes as if he was about to take off his pants. "Just focus on driving, you perverted lunatic."

 

[StFornicate]

"Aww, well, now you've really hurt my feelings," I said, feigning indignation for a moment before laughing.

"C'mon Jules, lighten up already. Stop being such a prude. Fuck, with tits like that you oughta be a sex fiend. I'm just joking around. Well, you know, unless you do wanna blow me..."

 

[ForeverIllinois]

"Oh, I am a sex fiend like you wouldn't believe." I said, my brain figuring a way to torture Tommy a little; if he wanted to be a jerk, I could be one too "I'm willing to do anything for Ben. On all fours, riding them - anything in the world that he wants. Too bad you're not Ben huh?"

Of course, I wasn't actually a sex fiend - other than a few missionary sex acts, Ben and I didn't do much. Of course, I wouldn't let him know that.

"And no Tommy, I will not blow you. I will never blow you. Fuck you." I then said, earning a chuckle from myself.

 

[StFornicate]

"Right, right," I said, chuckling a bit as we turned onto my street. The party was already getting started. It was a warm summer day, and people were milling around out front; if there were people out front that meant there were plenty more out back around the pool.

"You do know Ben's told me about every time you guys have done it, right? In the dark, you on your back, him grasping pathetically at those knockers and not having a clue what to do with them, or you for that matter. What, three times? I think he's embarrassed cuz of that teeny tiny dick of his."

"It's okay, you can tell me: can you even feel it when he gets it inside you? Or do you just fake along while he humps you?" I asked her, pulling to a stop in my driveway. The doors were locked, and I wasn't going to open them until she answered.

 

[ForeverIllinois]

Oh my god, Tommy was a douchebag. I practically sneered at him as he talked; was he trying to get me to say something bad about Ben? Did he want to anger me, and try to push me into talking more about my sex life (as inactive as it might be)? Well I wasn't going to fall for any of that crap.

"It's okay, you can tell me: can you even feel it when he gets it inside you? Or do you just fake along while he humps you?"

"Yes, I can feel everything and it's great." I said as I tried to open up the door to my side. "Let's just get out of here."

And as much as I hated to having to be somewhat polite to this creep...

"Please."

 

[StFornicate]

I chuckled a bit, satisfied that I was getting under her skin so much. "Sure," I said. Then I reached across and gave her smooth thigh a healthy squeeze. "Just know that Ben made me promise that I'd make sure to show you a real good time," I said with a wink, letting go of her leg before she could smack my hand away.

I unlocked the door. "Come on already," I said, getting out of the car. "Hey everybody!" I held up the bag of food, and then motioned to Julie. "I brought the wings and the Hooters!"

There was a raucous cheer, and quite a few leering eyes eating up Jule's sexy rack.

 

[ForeverIllinois]

My blood boiled as he squeezed my thigh and unfortunately, he was quick enough to remove his hand before I could smack it. Why the hell did Ben manage to have such a sleazy, awful friend? Well, whatever, by the end of the night I was sure to keep him from ever seeing Ben. It was just a matter of time.

Eventually, he had the decency to unlock the door and we were out...and obviously, that meant that Tommy had to say something:

"I brought the wings and the Hooters!"

And the crowd (which was a bit larger than I was expecting) cheered and quite a few eyes lingered to my chest. I rolled my eyes but felt flattered, in a weird way.

"When's Ben coming over?" I asked Tommy as we made our way inside; trying to keep my tone civil for the rest of the evening. That is, if Tommy could manage as well...

 

[StFornicate]

I guided her inside, past all the lingering eyes, and a few wolf-whistles. Through the living room and into the kitchen, which looked out onto the back yard, and all the people hanging out around the pool. I grabbed a cup and poured her a drink from the punch bowl of jungle juice. Deceptively sweet and quite strong.

"He'll be here when he gets off work. Might not be til late though," I said. I handed her the cup, practically forcing it into her hand. "Drink up, it's a party!" I said, grabbing a cold beer for myself.

 

[ForeverIllinois]

"He'll be here when he gets off work. Might not be til late though. Drink up, it's a party!"

Ugh - I hated booze and I wasn't too keen on drinking. I knew, knowing Tommy's personality, that the drink probably wasn't weak either but I also knew that if I wasn't to break down and snap into a hissy fit, that I needed to soothe my nerves even just a bit. I eyed the cup carefully and circled it around the palm of my hand before I replied:

"Well, I guess I should drink just a bit." before I took a sip of the sweet drink. Mm, it tasted like punch.

"So, what's there to do around here?" I asked, obviously not much a party person...

 

[StFornicate]

I chuckled a bit. "Well, it is a party," I said. I was setting out the wings and other food I'd gotten from Hooter's. "Most people like to, you know, socialize, goof off, joke around." I nodded out the window towards the pool out back.

"See? Those people are having fun." I took a drink of my beer. Poor Julie was so uptight. She needed to loosen up.

"You remember how to have fun, right?" I asked with a smirk. "Seems like it's been a while for ya."

 

[ForeverIllinois]

"You remember how to have fun, right? Seems like it's been a while for ya."

"Oh, shut up." I replied, only this time with hardly any ice to my words - hell, I might have even smiled a bit. I took another sip and thought about it; it had been a while since I socialized. I mean, it had to be obvious, judging from the tone of Tommy's voice.

"I wish that I wore something else." I said, glancing at my own dark top, with the word HOOTERS displayed across my chest. "Don't I have enough time to just go home and wear something more presentable?"