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**sucker** · #1 (**permalink**) 04-25-2007, 02:23 PM

Benefits of big boobs

By: ISS

By manjushree

Hi readers,

Manjushree is back with another story. Thank you all for giving great reviews from the previous story i wrote, my dear papa & my buddy raghu. All you horny guys and sex carving girls, i hope this story satisfies your hunger. Send your comments manjushree82hotmailcom or manjusri1982yahoocom.

Flashback for all newcomers, my name is manjushree, 23 years, single, computer major, working at a silicon valley firm in us. My first experience was during my teen years, it happened after my 17th birthday. I started to blossom well before my puberty, i had a great body. I was 5' 6", 32b-24-30 and after puberty, my blossoming was very keen on my breasts and ass. Now, i had a 36dd-24-32. I had the biggest boobs during my 1st year of college. This incident happened during my 12 std in high school. To my best of knowledge, i think i had a solid c-cup during 10 std and now i fill my bras to a very full 36dd. All this big breast genes ran in the family as my mother and my two aunts were double d's.

Because of my noticeable attributes, i received a whole lot of interests from the male species and not just from boys my own age. The male teachers always paid a little more attention to than they did to other girl classmates.

During high school, i didn't overtly flaunt it, i loved to make the boys and men turn around me by looking at my ripe breasts. My favorite victim was my history professor, mr. Shastri. He was an average man in his 40's with a beer belly. I loved nothing more than to unbutton the top two buttons on my kameez, go up to a seated mr. Shastri and then bend over to ask an innocent question for sole purpose of giving him an eye full of boobs. I did this just to tease really not to cause any real trouble.

Trouble however is what i was getting into. With three weeks left in the test all the teachers handed out progress reports to let the students know where they stood grade wise. I had always done very well in school and my parents expected nothing less than a. Everything was okay until mr. Shastri handed out my report card that afternoon. A 'c' grade, i was getting a c grade in history and my papa did his phd in history. This was not only bad but it was a catastrophe. My parents might accept one b grade on my report card but a c grade is some thing new in my career and i am not sure, what my parents will do.

Oh devarra, help me.

So, i decided that i would talk to mr. Shastri after the day's final period. If i pleaded with him maybe i could pull a c after all. As the last class bell rang, students began leave the school. Pretty soon the whole place was pretty much empty and leaving me as one of the few students left in the building. I hoped mr. Shastri would be alone as i approached his classroom. When i stuck my head around the corner of the door, i saw mr. Shastri alone grading some papers. I quickly unbuttoned the top two buttons on i kameez and entered the room.

As i approached his desk, mr. Shastri looked up from his grading and asked what i wanted.

I am upset, told mr. Shastri and although he was considerate, he said there wasn't anything he could do for me. When i heard this, i began to cry. Jumping to his feet mr. Shastri came over and put his arm around me to help me sit down. As he did this, i felt his hand casually brush across my boobs. At this point i had to make a quick decision. As i was crying, i told mr. Shastri that something else was really bothering me.

"it's my upper body, i feel like such a cow with these two big things stuck to me, everybody stares at me". I'm just a freak.

At that i started crying even harder. Obviously worried, he tried to console me by telling me that i looked just fine and not to worry about what anyone else thought.

I replied, "that's easy for you to say, you don't have these ugly things on your chest!"

At that point i made my move and with a swift motion unbuttoned the rest of my kameez and took it off and stuck my breasts out towards mr. Shastri and said, "just look at how ugly they are. I'll bet you've never seen any worse?"

The totally stunned mr. Shastri just stared at my lovely pair of tits and while they strained against the thin nylon low cut lace bra, my dark nipples were clearly visible through the nearly transparent material.

I am sure he must have been comparing his wife's breasts with mine at that time. Seeing how confused he was, i took the initiative and put his hand on one of my massive boobs. I felt him try to pull away so i held on to his hand even tighter acting as if he were repulsed at the thought of touching them and cried even harder.

He assured me that there was entirely nothing wrong with me and that he enjoyed touching them. I said that i didn't believe him and turned away as if to hide them from him. As he again tried to comfort me, i turned back around but only this time, i had unclasped the front of my bra and my tits were free. Freedom, freedom

At this point, i thought he might die of shock, his head was spinning. He tried to speak, but no words came out and i then stepped up to him and said,

"the only way you can prove to me that my boobs are not ugly is if you would suck them for me"

With that i pushed a nipple towards his gaping mouth. It was too much for him to bear and he just dived in and began to squeeze, sucking and licking for all he was worth. Although he was going a little wild, i have to admit he was a good breast sucker; the more he sucked the wetter i got, i am sure his wife loved it very much. I certainly did.

I didn't know that, i started to enjoy it. I looked down and could see that a bulky gazebo had formed in the front of mr. Shastri's pant. So i coolly reached down and began to rub him through his pant. A wet pre-cum spot quickly appeared at the point of the tip of his cock and he moaned as he sucked and i rubbed. I quickly undid his zipper and pulled out what turned out to be a very large cock. At the sight of it, i dropped to my knees and selfishly began to suck the huge cock. While mr. Shastri leaned back against the table not believing any of this was happening.

Just as he was about to detonate, i looked up and asked if i was really doing c grade work in class?

He shook his head no and mouthed the word "a".

At that point, i went down hard and sucked until he shot his huge hot cum down my waiting throat. As he became limp in my mouth, his inhalation returned to regular.

I stood up, cupped my tits and began to twist the nipples, making them stand out like two marbles. You like, what you see, i said in a sexy voice.

At the sight of this mr. Shastri' cock began to harden again. So i removed my shalwar and slipped off my underwear in one easy motion. I sat on the edge of his table with my legs held wide open showing my wet shaved pussy. With the licking of my lips and a jiggle of my head he was sticking that big cock deep inside me.

He was saying. I am going to make you cum, manju. I am going to make you cum. Yessssssssssssssssssss.

I came at once just from his preliminary force and he crushed my pussy with express strokes, until i came over and over again.

Finally he groaned and emptied another load, only this time, he cooled my steaming pussy. Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes.

We relaxed a bit, mr. Shastri said, "you have just earned an a ++ grade for the next test,"

While i sat there with his hot cum drenching out of my pussy, i thought of an arrangement to get straight 'a' grades for rest of year.