Spoiled Candy (Closed)

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I was snapping pic after pic. The lighting wasn’t great, but I could apply filters after the fact and maybe make it interesting. It was always good to have lots of sexy pictures to mess with, right?


Especially for my website.


I don’t know if she noticed me taking them, and I didn’t really care if she did. She was pretty focused on Pac-Man, anyways. I even managed to capture the moment when it appeared that she was realizing she was going to lose the bet. That was priceless.


“C’mon, don’t give up now, Jiggles!”
 
“C’mon, don’t give up now, Jiggles!”

"Ughhhh, come on!!!" I groaned, practically jumping in place as I pushed the stupid joystick. It was difficult, running away from the ghosts before I managed to make it to the second level. I took a sigh of relief, and then...well, I got distracted by hearing some people shout. Either way, by the time I looked back at the screen, I saw those words.

GAME OVER.
 
The look on her face when she was the “Game Over” scroll across the screen was priceless, and I made sure to snap another picture with my phone.


“Damn. You have the sexiest little pout, you know that?” I said, admiring the image on the screen. It had a great shot of her cleavage, too!


“Bartender!” I called out. “Two SoCo and Limes!”


I smirked at her. “What? That was the bet, right?” I said.
 
“Damn. You have the sexiest little pout, you know that?” he said, ignoring me as he was looking at his phone. I laughed - I mean, of course I knew that by now! It's was sort of my thing, you know. Well, at least he noticed that I could be pretty cute, even when I was mad! But anyway, we were off to the bar when he ordered two Soco and Limes...whatever they were! I must have looked a little shocked, because Tommy quickly went ahead and said:

“What? That was the bet, right?”

"I guess..." I said with another pout "But I don't even know what those drinks are. I hope you're not hoping to get me drunk or anything", laughing at the thought.
 
“Oh, of course not! These aren’t very strong at all, I promise!” I said, lying right through my teeth. The Southern Comfort was hardly cut with the lime juice, but it was enough to make the drink taste like alcohol, but not really.


I threw back my shot, and set the empty glass back down on the bar, and then looked at her. “Bottoms up!”
 
Well, if he said that it wasn't very strong then I suppose I had no reason not to believe him, right? I grinned, sitting down and almost bouncing with excitement when the drinks came; alcohol was seeming like such a fun thing to do, especially on a day like this. I wondered if Drew was doing the same thing; I mean, he already got to try alcohol before - he just didn't like the idea of me doing it!

“Bottoms up!”
"Bottoms up!" I repeated back at him.

I then took the shot and...oh my god! It burned my throat and I attempted to cool myself down by "fanning" my throat - as if that would help! "Oh my god, frack!" I said, almost cursing before I put the shotglass down. I bounced in place, before I hit Tommy on the shoulder. "You ass, you lied!"
 
I feigned indignance at her punch, playfully rubbing my shoulder while a wicked grin spread across my face.


“What? That wasn’t that strong!” I said in my defense, well aware that it was, in fact, a fairly stiff drink. Candy seemed easily swayed by wagers, however, so I pressed my luck.


“Too strong for you though, huh? I bet you can’t handle another! Lightweight!” I teased!
 
“Too strong for you though, huh? I bet you can’t handle another! Lightweight!”

Lightweight? Me? I swear, it was as if Tommy didn't know who I was - I wasn't a pushover or anything. With a grin, I told him almost defiantly "Oh yeah? Okay, get me another one!" with a big grin on my face. Once she did, I looked at the glass a bit carefully...before I took it in my hand and drank it down again. Proud of myself, I quickly turned - inadvertently pressing my big right boob against Tommy before I said:

"Done! See? No big deal."
 
I watched her down the next shot, and I promptly did mine right after her, easily downing it. My senses spiked as I felt her big tit rub on my arm. That touch immediately sparked a reaction down below, of course.


“Look at you, little Miss Bad Ass,” I teased her a bit, lighting up a cigarette. I took a drag before setting it on the ashtray. “Okay, one more shot. I wanna get a few pictures first though.” I waved to the bartender and more shots were promptly delivered, and I stepped back away with my phone out.


“What?” I asked, as she looked at me with some confusion. “I’m gonna study photography in college next year. This is a great image. Pick up the shot and turn away from the bar, facing me. Pick up that cigarette too. In your other hand. Now spread both arms out along the bar and lean back…”
 
“Okay, one more shot. I wanna get a few pictures first though.” he said, whipping out his phone after he waved over the bartender. More drinks immediately came our way but I wasn't about to let that distract me. What did he mean by get a few pictures? I didn't want to be tagged on Instagram or something over this!

“What?” he asked, pretty much noticing the confused look on my face. “I’m gonna study photography in college next year. This is a great image. Pick up the shot and turn away from the bar, facing me. Pick up that cigarette too. In your other hand. Now spread both arms out along the bar and lean back…”

Photography? That's pretty cool! I grinned before I began to pick up the shot and faced Tommy. "Oh, and I'm going to be on your portfolio?!" I asked with a pretty excited tone. I picked up the cigarette and leaned back, wondering if I was doing this right.
 
“Yes, exactly,” I replied, smirking as I took a few shots. “Look to you left. And your right. Over your shoulder. Perfect. Shoulders back…” I said, basically encouraging her to jut out her enormous tits and put them on proud display.


I chuckled inwardly. If only she knew just what my “portfolio” really consisted of, she might not be so eager…


“Now, bring your arms together. Hold the drink up, and bring that cigarette up, look to the side and take a drag…”
 
“Now, bring your arms together. Hold the drink up, and bring that cigarette up, look to the side and take a drag…”

"Okay, um...like this?"
I asked, bringing my arms together - only problem was that my boobs were in the way! I still managed, although a lot of cleavage was showing from my blue top. "I'm sorry if I'm not doing a good job, my boobs are kind of in the way..." I said with a disappointed tone, smashing both huge tits together before I held the drink and brought the cigarette to my mouth. The taste was harsh, but I honestly did my best - besides, it wasn't as if this was the first cigarette I had. I just didn't like them.
 
"Just like that, yes," I replied. "And don't worry about your tits getting in the way... that's kinda the idea." I smirked and took a few more shots. She really was a natural for the camera, moving her head slightly with each shot for a slightly different pose. The light in the bar was good too, low, the shadows accentuating her bustiness from the angle I had found.

"Seriously, you are going to make an excellent addition to my, uhh, portfolio," I told her as I reclaimed my seat next to her. "Now drink up, lightweight!"
 
"Seriously, you are going to make an excellent addition to my, uhh, portfolio," he told me, sitting down right next to me with a big grin on his face. "Now drink up, lightweight!"

And I did!

I think maybe I was a lightweight after all, because after two or more shots I found myself feeling a little um...out of it? I don't know how to explain it, since I haven't had alcohol before this. I found myself laughing at every comment Tommy made and honestly found him kind of cute. In an amicable way of course! I'm sure even if Tommy thought the same about me, since he probably had a girlfriend or something. Although, he was staring at my boobs a whole lot.

Hmmmmm...

"Hey Tommy, do you think my boobs are too big?" I asked him with a giggle.
 
I chuckled at her question, sipping on my beer with barely a buzz going. After all, I had to get her home, on the motorcycle!

“Too big?” I asked, leaning back and looking at her, my eyes greedily drinking in the sight of her and her huge titties. “That’s a very good question,” I mused, and gave her a conspiratorial smirk.

“Really, though, it’s hard to tell with them contained in that bra and shirt. I’d really have to get an unobstructed view to make that kind of determination,” I said.

“Preferably, a hands-on examination as well…”
 
“Really, though, it’s hard to tell with them contained in that bra and shirt. I’d really have to get an unobstructed view to make that kind of determination. Preferably, a hands-on examination as well…”

As if I'd fall for that one! The pervert...

Still, I'd be lying if I said that it didn't make me feel excited! I wasn't stupid though, I had a boyfriend and I was happy, so I wasn't going to do that. But, I'd still give him something...enough to tease poor Tommy for being so pervy. "Oh you mean these?" I said, my hands going to my big boobs before I began bouncing them up and down in front of Tommy. "Hmmmm, nope. You're not getting a hands on examination you perv!" I added, smacking Tommy's arm again with a smile as I got off my seat.

"Come on, we should probably go now! I really need to get ready for tomorrow."
 
I smirked, my eyes glued to her tits as she played with them in front of me and anyone else who happened to glance her way.

Even the bartender giggled. “You’d make a great cam girl with jugs like those!” she teased! I laughed at that, as she echoed my own thoughts exactly.

Really, what do you think my “portfolio” was for, anyways?

“She’s right,” I said. “You could make a ton of money… for college, of course… doing that,” I said with a wink.
 
“She’s right, You could make a ton of money… for college, of course… doing that,” Tommy said with a wink.

I crossed my arms, lifting them up a bit without even realizing it before I said "Uhuh, I don't think so Tommy." Still, having him and the bartender make comments about that just made me a bit excited...Not that I would ever do that, mind you! Just an adventurous thought, I guess. Anyway, so I grabbed Tommy's arm and pressed it against my boobs, or tits as he would put it, before I said "Now come on Tommy, I need to get home" with a laugh.
 
I smirked. “Sure,” I said, noting the way she rubbed her breasts on me as we walked back out to my motorcycle. I took her home, already hatching plans for the next day.

Of course, I made sure to send her a couple of the pictures I had taken a little bit later, via text message.

They don’t look too big to me read the message, under a picture in which her impressive bust was clearly the prominent feature.
 
I was at home, minding my own business and lying on my bed when I felt my phone buzz. I thought that it was Drew, and I was all excited to tell him about my day - that is, until I picked it up and saw that it was a message from Tommy. Not only that, but his text message was a picture of a close up of my boobs with a message that said "They don’t look too big to me" which made me gasp and give it a second read. Did he really just text me that? Was I really feeling excited about it?!

"Oh please you perv :p" I texted him back, taking about a minute to continue "Don't make me wear a tighter shirt tomorrow to give you a better idea!"
 
"Please do, Tease!" I messaged back quickly. It had definitely occurred to me that she could be provoked in such a way. I shot her another message right after. "You wouldn't really, anyways."

I smirked to myself as I pulled up Jasmine's webcam feed on my phone and started slowly stroking off to her live show, watching as the tips rolled in, getting her to do more and more kinky actions.
 
"You wouldn't really, anyways."

Now what was that supposed to mean?! I pouted on my bed, texting back "Hey, what do you mean by that?! I'm game.", adding quickly an angry emoji. I glanced at my drawers, thinking about how many of my older shirts were so tight on me that I didn't bother wearing anymore. Could I actually do this..? "Make a suggestion, you perv :p"
 
Hook, line and sinker. Now to get what I was really after. She definitely had my attention now.

“How can I make a suggestion if I don’t know what the options are?” I messaged her.

This was getting to be just a little too much fun…
 

“How can I make a suggestion if I don’t know what the options are?”

Don't do it Candy...

Don't you do it...

...

I pulled out a couple of shirts for Tommy - each of them being from before my boobs well...grew. They were absolutely too tight for my chest now but I was having fun! Sure, I was a bit tipsy, but I told myself that there was nothing wrong with being a little friendly right? Well - anyway, I took a photo with a few of them on my dresser; each super tight shirt with different colors; some of them sleeveless, some of them shoulderless and some of them plain 'ol shirts!

"There, pick one :p" I texted Tommy.
 
I was slowly stroking my cock as Candy sent picture after picture to me, each one a selfie showcasing her massive mammaries in some very tight shirts. It was a truly glorious series of shots she was sending me, and I made sure to save each one to a special folder to ensure they could get used at a later date.

After perusing the options, of course I settled on one of the sleeveless tops, the one that bared the most cleavage.

*the third one* I texted back to her, after an extended jerking-off deliberation. *can't wait to see you in chemistry*
 
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