The Year of the Cat Ch. 08

Janice cleared her throat. "Ahem. My hands are full. You wanna grab that?"

The arm that wasn't holding back her colossal breasts, draped idly over his shoulder. Matt gulped and slowly reached up to her bulbous masses. His shaking fingers dipped into the gorgeous crease becoming enveloped in silken smooth, warm softness. Matt really had to dip deep to reach the tip of the joint.

"Don't get lost down there." Janice giggled.

Matt gently pulled the paper rolled cylinder out from her bosom/purse and held it aloft.

"Taa-daa!" Janice exclaimed.

"My! That's a lovely joint." Matt said, admiring the expertise of her nimble fingers' work. "I suppose I should do the honors, right?" he asked, reaching for a lighter.

Janice regarded her chest. "I would... but, if I let go, my boobs are gonna fall out again."

"Again!?" Matt cried in exaggerated frustration.

Janice cracked up laughing. "You wouldn't mind at all, would you?"

Matt shook his head with a wide grin.

"Gimme that lighter then!"

She brought her draped arm back over Matt's head and took the lighter and joint. With her hands occupied, Janice positioned her elbows to try to catch top from opening all the way. What resulted was an astounding surging bulge of skin exploding through her laboring shirt. Her gorgeous pink nipples slid right over the edges of her top, her areolas still halfway covered. The string of the laced front had stretched beyond the top pair of eyelets. Matt's heart rate jumped at the sight of her compressed enormity.

Needless to say, beneath her butt a battle raged within Matt's pants. His throbbing boner was pulsing against his thigh. His legs were pressed together, tightly trapping the angry member. Matt dared not adjust his position one inch for fear of his boner slipping free, inevitably to crash into the underside of Janice's seated derrière.

Janice lit the joint and inhaled a deep breath of smoke. She exhaled into the air above their heads. She turned to Matt holding the joint up, handing it to him.

The two exchanged the weed cigarette back and forth. Janice eventually replaced her arm around Matt's neck as they smoked. She tried a few attempts at closing the gap in her shirt over her nipples, but soon gave up with a sigh.

"They win every time." she said, exasperated.

Matt cast his eyes dreamily down at her colossal globes squashed against his chest, then up to her eyes.

"Kinda feels like I'm the winner here." Matt grinned though his cheeks were turning red.

Janice regarded Matt for a quiet moment as a smile spread across her face. "Can I confess something?..."

"...Ok"

She turned her eyes away, bashfully. "...I'm gonna miss seeing the way you look at me."

"You are?" Matt felt a rush of elation as well as a rush of blood to his dick. Matt's cock pulsed with a strength that actually surprised himself. With alarm, he felt his boner flex it's way between his compressed thighs.

"Yeah." she said softly. "...You make me feel like I'm... kinda sexy."

Matt blew out his nose involuntary. "KINDA sexy?! You're the sexiest woman I've ever met!" The words flew out of his mouth before he became aware of himself.

Janice's eyes went wide with surprise. "Matthew!" she blushed, placing a hand over her completely exposed décolletage.

Matt winced, thinking that he had crossed a line, but when he dared to glance back up at Janice's face, he saw that she was watching him with sparkling eyes.

"That means more to me than you know... Thank you. " she whispered as she slowly reached up to cradle his cheek. Then, leaning forward, Janice placed a short, but full kiss on Matt's lips.

Matt's cock pulsed against its trappings. He desperately squeezed his thighs together beneath her butt.

"That was totally supposed to be your cheek." she giggled timidly before glancing down at his fidgeting legs. "Uhhm.... I feel you squirming down there, do you have to pee?" said Janice. She gasped suddenly. "Oh god! I'm on your bladder, aren't I?"

Janice quickly raised herself off of Matt's lap. The release of pressure finally caused his boner to flip up from it's imprisonment. Janice happened to be too busy examining the burnt out joint between her fingers to notice anything.

Matt quickly secured his boner in the waistline of his pants. "No. No. I'm ok. Y- You didn't have to get up..."

Janice smiled at him coyly. "Oh, you liked that, huh?" she nonchalantly played with the dangling ends of her laced string. "Then... I'm guessing you won't mind cuddling with me on the couch while we watch our show... Am I right?"

Matt gulped and shook his head no.

Janice smiled and instructed Matt to lay on his side across the couch with his butt pressed against backrest. She then laid down with her back pressed against his chest. Matt gasped feeling her ass press firmly against his rock hard erection.

Once she was comfortable, she looked around. "We need the remote. I think I feel it between us. Hold on..." Janice reached behind her and grasped Matt's thick shaft between his legs. The feeling of her small fingers attempting to encircle his cock over his pants was the last thing Matt was expecting to feel.

He heard her gasp in terror. "Oops! That's not the remote!"

Matt cleared his throat. "Ahem... Nope!"

Janice had to laugh. "Sorry. I didn't remember the remote being THAT big!"

Matt had to chuckle through his pride at the compliment. He found the actual remote behind his back and switched on their program.

As the show began, Matt placed his hand respectfully on Janice's waist. Her head was propped up on his other arm beneath her, while Matt propped his head on the armrest of the couch.

As the show began, he sweated at the view he had of her massive orbs spilling out of her top completely. Her incredible tits projected out past the edge of the couch seat, hanging in midair.

After a few moments, he felt her hand slowly slide over his. She held his hand long enough for their fingers to become entwined with each other's. All the while, Matt was purposely trying to create a gap between his throbbing erection and her ass.

"You're supposed to be cuddling with me! You're too far away, Matty!" Janice said as she brought Matt's hand to her front pulling his body against hers. His thick cock mashed against her buttcheeks at the same time his arm was being squeezed between her bare breasts. Matt silently gasped feeling his entire hand and forearm being swallowed by the softest, warmest bed of flesh he had ever felt. The soft pressure against him intensified as she pressed her available arm against the front of her massive bust, rendering his limb immobile. "There! You're in my Booby Trap now!"

Matt let out a nervous chuckle. "Uhhm...help. Uhhm... I'm trapped. Somebody send help... someday... no rush." he called out in the quietest voice he could.

Janice laughed loudly, leaning back against him. There was absolutely no way she couldn't feel Matt's pulsing dick pressed hard against her butt. "Yep. I feel you back there, Matty Jr.! You better behave yourself! My Booby Trap is more than a match for even YOU!" she laughed.

Matt bit his lip, picturing his cock sliding between the laces of her open shirt, imprisoning his thick dick shaft amidst Janice's bulging cleavage.

Matt attempted valiantly to watch the show on the television. He could hardly peel his eyes away from the sight of the tips of his fingers emerging over the crest of her swelled bosom. The action on the screen was fairly uninteresting in comparison to the scene below... that is, until yet another steamy romantic sex scene began on the screen.

The show producers had obviously decided to ramp up the intensity of their erotic sequences for season two. The couple on screen were both completely naked, pressing their bodies hard against each other in lustful passion.

"Geeze! It looks like they're really doing it!" Janice exclaimed. The sequence became more and more intense as the breathless seconds ticked by.

Without even being aware, Janice slowly began rubbing her ass against the length Matt's cock as the erotic display flickered before their eyes.

Matt held his breath in an attempt to stifle a moan at the ecstatic sensation of her ass pressing against him and her breathing becoming deeper within her cleavage. He gave into his lustful impulse and spread his fingers, palming a handful of exquisite breast softness and squeezed gently.

Matt gulped nervously when he felt her hand move up to his and gently free it from her warm cleavage cell.

Matt was expecting his hand to be guided back to her waist, like a player relegated back to the sideline for an illegal play.

He couldn't believe his own senses, however, when instead, she smashed his open palm directly on to her erect nipple and pressed his hand into her enormous naked breast. Matt's cock lurched against her butt yet again. This time it was answered by a slow, grinding, intentional pushback.

The two moaned in unison as Matt squeezed Janice's enormous breast with a passionate zeal. His breath shuddered near Janice's ear, watching his hand disappear into the vast swaths of soft skin, bathed in the light of the television screen.

Janice looked over her shoulder urgently into Matt's hungry eyes. Their lips crashed into each other in unbridled fervency. Matt felt Janice's tongue slide into his mouth as she shifted onto her back, grabbing his face and holding it to hers. Matt caressed her tongue with his in an intimate dance while he continued to knead her astoundingly voluminous breast.

Janice pulled Matt on top of her. She moaned into his mouth when she felt his weight press upon her body. Matt could feel her legs spreading beneath him. He shifted his hips to the side and found the apex of Janice's legs with his long shaft.

When her labia spread wide within her panties and a throbbing wall of cock ground directly against her clitoris, Janice immediately felt a warmth begin in the pit of her stomach. She knew an orgasm was building, though she hadn't felt the sensation at this level of intensity in years.

In her mind, Janice was immediately brought back to that fateful moment in her teenage bedroom, when her older sister Tracy had introduced her to a very special secret.

"If you lean like this against the corner of the mattress and rub yourself against it... like this, it feels REALLY good!" Tracy whispered to Janice, demonstrating.

Upon the moment of experimental self discovery one sleepless night, Janice's young life changed forever. For the first time, an orgasm tore its away into her consciousness- its light flooding through her body and mind.

From that moment, her world seemed different. She found herself scoffing at the girls in her class, cooing over pictures of their favorite boy band crushes. Janice was already far more physically developed than any other girl in her class, or the next two classes above her, for that matter. Now that she had unlocked the secret of grown up pleasure, it made her feel far more mature than her peers... and more isolated.

Janice spent hours in her room with the door locked, experimenting with each corner of the abused mattress, while orgasm after orgasm relentlessly crashed upon her like storm propelled waves on a sandy shore.

"Janice! This is MY room too!" shouted Tracy angrily from behind the locked door. "I know what you're doing!"

"I know what you're doing!" the phrase echoed in Janice's head.

Matt grunted in lustful bliss, snapping Janice back to the flowering moment, unfolding its petals of dire consequence.

"Oh shit!" she panicked. "Oh fuck! Janice what are you doing?!"

Janice broke free from their passionate kiss to gasp. "Oh god, Matthew!"

Matt buried his face in her neck and continued to kiss as the shaft of his clothed penis slid against Janice's sopping wet panties. "Oh, Jan..."

"Matty! Please!" she panted, tears were already beginning to stream from her eyes. "Please... Stop!"

Matt froze immediately. He raised himself from her quickly with a terrified expression.

Janice was crying in earnest now, hunched over, pulling her top closed as best as she could. Matt's heart sank. He felt like crumbling into a pile of dust on the spot. "Janice! I- I'm so sorry!!"

"No! Matt! It's not you!! You didn't do anything wrong... It's me! I- I'm an awful person!" Janice sobbed.

Matt was confused. He sat down at the far end of the couch. "Janice... you're not awful."

"Yes I am!" she wailed. "Oh my god I am so sorry! I let things go WAY too far. We shouldn't, Matt. We both have someone else... we can't."

Janice cast her eyes to the floor in shame. "I knew that I shouldn't have, but... It... It just felt so good to have that kind of attention... you know?" she looked at Matt with a pleading expression in her eyes, begging for understanding.

"I... I LIKE the way you make me feel. It's been a LONG time since I felt that way and I... oh god, Matty." she covered her mouth. "I am SO sorry!!"

Janice's tears couldn't let Matt hold on to the frustration of his passion being interrupted. "I've been used for worse results, anyway..." he said to himself.

He reached across the couch and lightly grasped her shoulder. "It's alright, Janice. I don't want to cause you any problems... Are you ok? I didn't hurt you, did I?"

Janice shook her head 'no' between her sniffles. A quiet moment passed as Janice dried her tears and Matt breathed slowly, attempting to lower his heart rate.

"Ok...." Matt said, patting his knees finally. "Uhhm... If you'll excuse me... I think I need to have some 'alone time'."

Janice watched sorrowfully as Matt stood to leave the room. "Matty... " her shaking voice called out to him. "Please say you don't hate me."

Matt had to chuckle softly. "I'll never hate you, Janice. I couldn't, even if I tried."

He quietly opened the door to his room.

"Wait!" Janice sat upright, facing him. "I- I think I know what you're about to do in there." she stammered, embarrassed but determined. "Please... let me help."

Matt blinked, truly confused. He opened his mouth to respond, but found no words to say.

Janice stood to her feet. "I mean... It's ... it's my fault that you're... uhh... so worked up." She wrung her hands together, casting her eyes down at Matt's half deflated bulge in his pants. "And... I know you like these..." she continued, gently cradling her enormous, half covered breasts. "Maybe... if you wanted... just this once... maybe... you can watch me while you... do it... If you think it'll help...?"

Matt was stunned for a moment, but an understanding dawned upon him. He couldn't help but to feel a certain justification in the idea. Without a word, Matt gave Janice a half nod and motioned for her to follow him into his bedroom.

Janice gulped stepping forward. Matt was already peeling off his shirt as she passed the foot of his bed. She watched the muscles in his back ripple against the soft glow of the bedside light.

"You sure about this, Janice?" asked Matt, facing her with his hands on the opening snap of his pants.

Janice nodded. Just then, his bottoms dropped to the floor. Janice let out a gasp at the sight of his long, flaccid penis while Matt stepped out of his pants. Janice's eyes were glued to his tight butt as he turned to climb onto his bed. His penis flopped back and forth positioning himself with his back leaned against the headboard. Once seated, Matt raised his eyes to her expectantly.

Janice gulped once more. "Ok. Do not let him down again!" she nodded to herself, stepping up to the foot of his bed.

Janice closed her eyes and took a slow, deep breath. Her breasts rose against her shirt, pushing the garment open. Janice's hips began to gently sway back and forth. Then, reaching up, she slowly began pulling the remaining laces from her shirt. The thin strap pulled through each eyelet one by one until it was completely free. She let the string slide from her fingers to the floor.

Casting her eyes cautiously up to Matt, she could see that his once flaccid cock was increasing in size.

Janice sensually brought her upper arms together, joining her hands at her waist. Her soft, enormous masses surged against each other, spilling out of the open front of her shirt. Janice bit her lip, pinching the bottom hem of her garment, pulling it taught and shaking her shoulders slightly. Her bulbous breasts wobbled massively out of the open gap becoming completely unencumbered. The outside edges of her giant breasts eclipsed both of her upper arms. In the middle, the two massive juggernauts pressed against each other creating a delicious jutting shelf of jiggling splendor.

She looked up again to see Matt's eyes glazing over in a trance of lust. Janice had to do a double take when she glanced again at his growing dick.

"Wow..." she exclaimed in breathlessly. Matt's penis had doubled in size and still continued to expand over his bellybutton.

Janice felt compelled to pinch her erect nipple. She saw Matt's cock lurch when she reached up, her caressing hand pressing into that incredible amount of smooth gorgeous skin, her fingertips gently pinching the pencil eraser sized nub.

Matt's hand crept to his almost fully engorged dick. Janice watched the fingers of his large hand wrap as far around his incredible shaft as they could.

She could feel her breath shuddering, watching Matt's slow stroke begin.

"What do you want to see?..." Janice practically whispered.

Matt's breathing was getting deeper. "...Kiss them..."

Janice's knees were shaking. There was a tingle growing in her wet panties. She slowly slid her hands to either side of her gigantic left breast and squeezed and kneaded her flesh. Matt's pace quickened falling into a trance at the sight of her perfect, round areola being stretched and squashed by Janice's sensually mashing fingers. She then hoisted her massive tit to her face. Janice had to fold her waves of luscious mammary fat out of the way in order for her mouth to reach her nipple.

She cast her eyes up to Matt, with her bottom lip resting upon her areola. Janice smiled into his eyes as she began kissing the pink skin surrounding her erect nipple. Matt's hand was stroking his long thick cock at a fast pace now, the look on his face was one Janice had never seen before; a venerable desperate plea of release.

A pink tongue slid from between her lips and flicked her soft nub of a nipple. She heard Matt moan as she suddenly wrapped her lips over as much of her areola as she could and started sucking in earnest.

"Mmmmph!" Janice moaned as she caressed handfuls of breast meat while sucking her nipple with a lustful ferocity.

"Oh my god!" Matt almost whimpered as his hand flew up and down his long shaft.

Janice reached down with her right hand and brought her other enormous tit to her face. She closed her eyes and caressed her piled domes of softness against her cheeks and lips.

"Fuck... I'm close." Matt panted.

Janice opened her eyes to see fully engorged cock pulsing in raging stimulation. "Yes, Matty..." she whispered in the quiet room. "Cum for me... " she cooed a little louder as she continued to knead both of her massive breasts. "Let me see that white, hot, sticky cum..." she growled softly. "Give it to me, baby. I wanna see that big, juicy cock explode..."

That was all it took for Matt. He grunted as his penis bucked one last time before rivulets of thick, white streaming cum erupted from his dick head. Janice's eyes grew in amazed wonder as rope after rope after rope were launched onto Matt's bare torso. "Holy shit! That is a lot!" she marveled silently.

Matt slumped back in relief, his cock involuntarily pulsating through the aftershocks of his powerful orgasm. The only sound in the room was that of the two catching their breath.