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Busty Story: My strange relationship with Ann and Val


from: Nurman V.

The girl I slept with who had the smallest breasts was a 32A. I was 28 at the time. She was 23. She was a small girl: 5'1", 98 pounds. She had a marvellous ass, a tight muscular body (no fat at all... that explains the absence of boobs) and she was a wonder in bed.

I never thought that I'd be attracted to such a girl. I'm a lover of athletic women with large breasts, but this skinny girl with a flat chest and an amazing ass somehow got to me. She had an amazing personality, was cultured, independent and sassy. Let's call her Val.

Our relationship lasted 2 years. After that time, during that critical phase when you break up but still see each other, I met another woman, this one 2 years older than me.

She was a 34D. Ann. A 5'5" 125 pound amply stacked babe. I was in heaven. Our relationship had started at work and went from friendship (during the course of those two years with Val) to friends with benefits.

I spent about a month seeing both of them without their knowledge of that "double-dating" and it was a wild time !

One memorable weekend, after not seeing both of them for over a week, I slept with Val one Friday night. She wanted us to get back together and I kinda did too, but I also enjoyed both of their company and was on my way to being in love with Ann. In fact, I was pretty sure I loved them both. They were both great lovers, great friends, intelligent and funny, but very different in every way: body, soul and mind. But they both were part of my life and I didn't feel like giving one up for the other.

With Val, I had to MOVE: we went to concerts, cycling, stayed up all night to talk about our place in the universe, listened to rock and alternative music (grunge was big then) and were like kids. With Ann, it was movies, elaborate dinners, book shopping... the only thing they shared was an amazing sexual appetite. Ann was more submissive, Val wanted to ride me.

The night I spent with Val was amazing. We didn't talk. We were close, warm and made the best love yet. But the night went away and I had to leave early for work the next morning.

At around 11 am, I got a call from Ann and decided to meet her at her place for lunch: I had about two hours to kill. I got to her place and was greeted by her lovely smile. She was wearing a loose sweatshirt and I could still make out the curves of her lovely chest, nipples peaking through the thick fabric. We kissed, she brushed against me and I caressed her back, noticing she wasn't wearing a bra! She had such amazingly firm breasts that you couldn't tell she was bra-less. In fact it was only when she moved that you could sense nothing was holding her amazing boobs: they had a nice movement, heavy and graceful.

The sex was wonderful. I had missed her so much... Touching her breasts gave me a lot of trouble: I had to really make efforts not to come too fast! She was hands down the biggest breasted woman I had slept with (then...a few years later, she lost that title). Her chest was firm and voluminous. But Val was the winner, butt-wise. So when I was inside Ann, facing her, with my hand going down her back, I couldn't help but think about Val's tight ass: after all, 12 hours ago, I was holding it in my hands...

I eventually had to get back to the job, telling Ann I would probably be working for quite a while. She invited me to come back and sleep at her place but that just wasn't possible... I kissed her, cupped a feel, and reluctantly left.

Damn! I was really getting high on the fact that I had slept with two women, both of them exciting in their own way, in less than 24 hours !

A few hours after that, Val called. She said she wanted me to come back to her place for a nice dinner and a romantic bath. I said I wanted to, but I had to get back to my house: I was expecting a few friends for brunch on Sunday and I hadn't been there since Friday morning...

At around 5pm, I decided to head back to her place and surprised her. She wasn't expecting me, so she was very grateful... we skipped the romantic bath...

The reverse situation occured: as she was laying on all four, and I was taking her slowly from behind, I imagined that if she were Ann, I could hold on to a great set of breasts and come immediately (Ann had that effect on me...). I kept going slowly and took a look at her superb round butt. I knew that the perfect woman would be short and slim like Val, with her superb bottom, Ann's tits and long hair, and either girl's beautiful face.

That made me come.

I left at around 7pm. And, you guessed it, headed to Ann's place. I was stuck in a great game. Val on Friday night, Ann at lunch on Saturday, then Val, and I would spent the night with Ann.

I got to her place, she was very happy to see me (just out of the shower... perfect timing).

I locked the door, kissed her, took her bathrobe off, layed her on the carpet of her living room and gave her a dose of oral sex that gave her goosebumps! That lasted for about half an hour.

Before she could do anything to me, I ran to the shower. She said she'd get dressed quickly and offered to go get us a bottle of wine. I agreed. While she was out, I called Val, wished her a good night and told her I loved her. Weird. Because I did love her.

Ann came back. We had a glass of wine, talked for a while, and then she lit some candles and said it was time for dessert. She laid me on her bed, on my back, and slowly caressed me with her whole body. She said I couldn't touch her. I could feel her firm breasts pressing on my sex. She took me between her tits and rubbed slowly. That made me hard like an oak. She stopped, slowly climbed up, dragging her breasts on my whole body, and stopped at my mouth where she gave me her nipples.

It was so great.

For a little bit of time, I thought I was all emptied out (after all, it was my third time that day... fourth in 24 hours) but I was wrong. It took only a few minutes of her on top of me and I exploded.

And so did she.

All good things come to an end, so I eventually had to stop seeing them both. I started by letting go of Val. The reasons we broke up the first time came back and... well it was better to just let go.

The whole affair was complicated by the fact that we all worked for the same company and it felt like too much history was present between the three of us. Eventually, I met another girl, fell in love like crazy, and stopped that undefined (or friendship with benefits) thing I had with Ann. So it ended.

We remained friends for a while and I still get the occasional email from Ann from time to time.

Now, I have fond memories of Ann's ample stack...

I wish I had a picture to show you guys.

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